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The Rat King Underground 地下的鼠王
In Northeast China, there are things you must never ask about, places you must never go, and some graveyards that even rats won’t dare approach… Forty years ago, a plague of rats devoured an entire village. The bodies, gnawed down to bare bones, became a taboo the villagers never dared mention. But no one expected that forty years later, the nightmare would return: bloodstains, gold bracelets, overturned graves, and rafters creaking with “squeaks” in the night… Everything filled them with terror
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The Hanged Girls 吊死的姑娘们
Strange things had been happening in the village with increasing frequency. Every night, an eerie woman’s voice could be heard asking, “Has anyone seen my child’s father?” “Come back soon, dear. Just look at our little one, isn’t the baby adorable?” The villagers said it was the ghost of a young woman who had hanged herself from a tree, returned to claim lives. But more than one woman had hanged herself from that tree. Which one was this ghost?
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Soul Calming: A Violent Death 镇魂之死于非命
Latest murder case: A wealthy couple in a villa district have both met gruesome ends. The husband was found dead in bed, dressed as a woman. The wife turned on the gas and burned herself to death! The scene was bizarre, yet surveillance footage showed that both deaths were suicides! No one knew that this was simply the just deserts of their own evil, the consequences of their sins coming back to haunt them…
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The Bloodstained Embroidered Shoe 染血的绣花鞋
In the mountain villages of Northeast China, there are rules: those who die violently must not be cremated. At the very least, they should be put in a coffin and buried on the back hill. Lin Xiu, the new bride in Granny Wang’s household, was found naked and abandoned in a field. Her eyes and lips had been sewn shut while she was alive, and the embroidered shoes on her feet had mysteriously disappeared. The villagers cursed and complained about the bad omen. Granny Wang simply tossed the body int
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The Spirit-Summoning Garment 招魂衣
They say Northeast China is full of taboos, and you can’t even wear the wrong clothes! Old Li was tempted by a bargain and accepted a new outfit that was “free.” But he never imagined it was a “life robe” sent by a soul-caller. The price was his grandson’s life. From that day on, strange things plagued the household: a dog’s head rolled across the floor, relatives died gruesome deaths, living people were burned alive, and even the dead began knocking at the door to claim their lives…
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The Person You Want to Kill Will Die Within Three Days 你想杀死的人,将会在三天内死亡
Type a name on the screen, and three days later, that person will die. A bizarre “Thrilling Murder Mission” System suddenly appeared on the computer screen. Young, down-on-his-luck Lu Yunming entered the name of someone he hated, though he wasn’t sure he believed it… Three days later, that person really did die in a crowd, an arrow piercing his head as blood sprayed everywhere. Lu Yunming had thought it was a freak act of judgment, but it turned out to be only the beginning of a nightmare. The S
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Cheers Curse: Anyone Who Mishears It Dies 干杯咒:听错的去死
“That American exchange student says ‘Cheers’ to me in his dreams every night, until I realize he misheard ‘Go to hell.’” In the graduate dormitory, Dennis grows paler by the day, and the doctors can’t figure out why. Then Mina brings back the exorcist’s verdict: Seven years ago, a girl whose foreign boyfriend cheated on her jumped from this building. Every night, her shattered head presses against Dennis’s ear and repeats “Cheers” in English... But when we reach the tenth repetition, the corner
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Bao Dadan’s True Accounts of Ghost Encounters 包大胆撞鬼实录
“You’ve heard of people who are ‘bold beyond belief,’ but have you ever seen someone scare a ghost into shutting itself away?” My name is Bao Dadan. It’s not a stage name, it’s my real name. My friends say I’m missing a screw, but they changed their minds after seeing it for themselves: I talked the “haunting female ghost” the landlord warned me about into silence; I roasted a “human-faced fish” deep in the mountains with pepper until it shrieked; even the “Slit-Mouthed Woman” covered her mask a
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The Deadly Mirror Image in the Symmetrical Bathroom 对称浴室的死亡镜像
“At three in the morning, I saw my ‘future husband’s’ face in the mirror, and three days later, he ran me over with his SUV until I was nothing but scraps.” My landlady told me in a hushed voice that if I recited an incantation to a mirror at midnight for 49 days in a row, I’d see my destined partner. On the 47th day, her son’s twisted smile appeared in the mirror. I screamed and fled the apartment, but at the intersection he ran over me four times, reversing each time. The police said he kept s
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Horror Sketches 恐怖素描
“The day I was accepted into art school through the recommendation program, I drew the killer who murdered Teacher Zhou with my own hands: the faceless woman who had been draped over my back for three whole months.” In the dead of night, a blizzard battered the studio windows with a crackling roar. I curled up in the bathroom and vomited, but a pale body slowly emerged in the mirror. Her long hair wound around my neck, her rotting fingertips stroked my spine, and where her face should have been.
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Paranormal Podcast 灵异播客
“What’s the most convincing paranormal story you’ve ever heard? As a paranormal podcast host, I thought I was just collecting urban legends, until a laugh that wasn’t mine came through my headphones. While I was adjusting the audio track, a shrill whisper seemed to breathe right into my ear, and a new waveform mysteriously appeared in the recording software. An expert told me, ‘That’s another audio signal. It isn’t human.’ Worse still, after I said, ‘Don’t come looking for me through my headphon
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The Hypnosis Trap: The Forgotten Bloody Hand 催眠陷阱:被遗忘的血手
“I caused my husband and child’s deaths with my own hands, then spent an entire year forgetting them. The truth only tore through my memories as I fell, after my psychiatrist pushed me onto the rooftop.” The travel magazine from a year ago, the coffee cup that appeared out of nowhere in the living room, the unfamiliar father and son in the photo frame... I thought I was simply suffering from depression, until I encountered those blood-soaked hands during hypnosis and realized that forgetting was
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The Night Shift Passage: An Invitation from the Dead 夜班通道:亡者邀请函
“Every night at ten, I open the supermarket’s rolling shutter right on time, never knowing that another world lies hidden at the end of the aisles: a black-gang nightclub that was burned to the ground. For two years, I watched my coworkers ‘disappear’ one by one. Even their names seemed to be erased, until Wang Tao grabbed my arm in the emergency exit, and a girl crawling with maggots in the Golden Ballroom pressed close to my ear and said, ‘Welcome to Brother Feng’s club. All the guests here...
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My Dead Friend 死去的好友
“I inherited my childhood friend’s billion-dollar fortune, but then received a call from him in the middle of the night. Yang Zhiyi, the man I’d pushed off a cliff with my own hands, gripped my throat with dirt-covered hands and asked me, one word at a time, in the mirror: ‘Why are you scheming against even my ghost?’” A staged mountaineering accident, a ‘will’ pieced together from lines in short videos: I thought I’d gotten away with a perfect murder, until a pair of glasses mysteriously appear
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A Midnight Invitation to the Yin-Yang Eyes 阴阳眼的午夜邀约
“I’ve seen with my own eyes a boy with yin-yang eyes, blessed by Guanyin, get torn at by a shadow in a cemetery. I’ve heard Teresa Teng’s songs drifting out of a bakery’s refrigerator. And in a restaurant attic, I once came across a bloodied face embedded in the floor. But the creepiest thing of all is the ‘little ghost’ in my son’s playroom, growing up on the ‘fragrance’ it smells.” Notes written during a late-night cemetery exploration, a wandering spirit in cloth shoes in the kitchen during a
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The Strange Happenings on Little C’s Moments 小C的朋友圈诡事
“My social media feed hides the truth behind seven cases of the living encountering evil spirits: Reporter Xiao Chen’s right shoulder is covered in bruises marked with the bite prints of an infant spirit; a junior student is chased to her apartment by a split-headed zombie on Halloween; tenant Xiao Chang waves through the window to a boy with no eyes every night at ten... The creepiest thing is the severed-hand granny who suddenly reaches out in front of a meat grinder at the market at three in
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The Watcher Beyond the Cat’s Eye 猫眼外的凝视者
“That night, at dawn, the ‘person’ outside my peephole stared into my eyes for a full three minutes, until I realized its pupils weren’t moving.” A late-night food delivery buzzer jolted me awake, but there was no one outside the door. It wasn’t until I crushed the eyeball stuck to the peephole that the news began reporting a series of dismemberment murders in this very building. Even more terrifying, when I approached the peephole with trembling hands to check, that bloodshot eye was still pres
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Nobody Working the Night Shift at This Company Is Human 公司里上夜班的都不是人
“You are absolutely not allowed to linger after work.” That was the rule my boss personally gave me on my first day. But when I returned to the office late at night to pick up the engagement ring, the elevator showed an overload despite being empty, the printer started spitting out a death certificate bearing my name, and on my social feed, my girlfriend was smiling sweetly as she posted an engagement photo with my boss. Even more terrifying, I kicked a corpse on the fourth-floor stairwell. That
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The Woman You Must Never Cross 最不能得罪的女人
Seven years ago, a yellow weasel slipped into my bed in the middle of the night and said it could help me get revenge. I agreed three times. Two bachelors hanged themselves in the village, the tongues of the village shaman’s entire family of four were torn out, and the son of the village chief, whose whole family of eight had been wiped out, went mad. It wasn’t until I got on the bus bound for the county town that I realized none of the passengers had feet. They were all dead people who had “sho
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Terror on a Snowy Night 雪夜惊魂
I’ll never forget that winter night when a blizzard trapped me on the top floor of the seventh floor. The keycard unlocked Room 744 with a beep, and the smell of mold mingled with the cold, stinging my nostrils. The 340,000 yuan in my backpack weighed heavily on my shoulders. I snapped the three deadbolts shut behind me, only to hear a soft click from the aluminum window frame. Have you ever seen a figure hanging upside down outside a seventh-floor window? Its entire face was pressed against the
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No One Escapes 谁也逃不掉
“That haunted building took four of my friends twenty years ago. Now it’s finally come for me.” Trembling, I stood in the bedroom of Li Lisha’s home, watching Wang Yuanyuan smile at me from outside the window. But she had hanged herself twenty years ago... Even more terrifying, I suddenly realized something: back then, the five of us went to the Lotus Haunted House together, and I was the only one who made it out alive... Now a rotting hand is squeezing my neck from behind, and I hear the whispe
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What Happens If You Smoke While Mining? 在下矿时候抽烟会发生什么
Have you ever seen three hundred corpses tumbling in boiling water? I have. On my first night down the mine, I ran into an old miner whose whole body was ice-cold. He shared a cigarette with me, until I felt the bones at his severed wrist. As I ran for my life, the entire tunnel suddenly filled with stones draped in red cloth. A dead person sat atop every stone, their faces peeling away, and they were all pointing me down the same path. At the end, a huge pit held a pool of boiling water, bubbli
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Sacrifice at the Haunted School Festival 诡校祭品
Please follow these rules: 1. Whether it is day or night, do not make eye contact with any teacher you see. If you accidentally do, don't worry. The first time, the teacher will let it slide. 2. The dormitory lights go out at ten. Once they do, do not speak. Go to bed quietly, close the doors and windows, and draw the curtains. There will be nothing outside. If there is, ignore it. 3. Someone will inspect the dorms at night. If you encounter them, close your eyes and pretend to be asleep. You mi
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The Blood-Red Bun Shop 血色包子铺
The buns I sell have already sent two customers to their deaths. And yet my shop is still packed with customers. Just as the police run out of leads in the case, there is a third person who dies after eating one of my buns...
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Peeping Is a Crime 偷窥有罪
On what seemed like a peaceful night, I, an ordinary shut-in, was unexpectedly swept into a vortex of terror unlike anything I had ever known. Every evening, through my telescope, I watched Li Weiwei, the yoga instructor who lived in the building opposite. It was a secret, thrilling pleasure. But then came that eerie night, and everything was turned upside down. Li Weiwei's graceful figure moved as usual among the pavilions in our residential compound, but the shadow of a woman in red had appear
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Spirit Medium 跳大神
“I watched with my own eyes as an actor performing a spirit-summoning ritual fell to his death onstage. That night, the whole village blocked the guesthouse entrance, sickles in hand. The Qing dynasty ghost said, ‘The foreigners must die,’ but when Anton was unconscious with a high fever, the villagers knelt in the torrential rain and kowtowed to my leg bone.” The heavy rain washed open a mass grave beneath the wasteland, and skeletal hands clutching rusty rifles pierced the earth. The resentful
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Thriller Game: I'm the City Lord Behind the Scenes 惊悚游戏:我是幕后城主
Betrayed by his friend, Qin Xiao becomes the Lord of the City of Desire, a hidden ten-star instance in a world of horrors. He can also wander through other instances disguised as a human player. To improve his own instance, he has to “invite” ghosts from other instances to the City of Desire, by hook or by crook. As a player, he keeps harassing both humans and ghosts, gaining Horror Points and growing stronger until he becomes someone both sides loathe. The Phantom of the Opera: He actually made
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Supernatural Revival: It All Began When I Married a Ghost Bride 灵异复苏:从娶了鬼新娘开始
Title: Supernatural Resurgence: It Began When I Married a Ghost Bride My name is Zao Chen. I had a dream, a very, very long dream. In it, I married a ghost bride, and after that, she wouldn't leave me alone. When I woke up, I realized it hadn't been a dream at all. I really had married a ghost bride, and the two of us had a child. The ghost bride was called Zhou Li, and our daughter was named Zao You. The day Zao You was born, the supernatural descended, and ghosts roamed the night. We call the
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The Living Dead Bring Fortune 活尸送财
One a day. For the past three months, the overpowering stench of blood and rot in Qi Lao San's incense hall had never let up. The fouler the stench, the more people came. Zhao Er, who had lost his manhood, buried his father in the hills behind the village so he could enter the incense hall. It was all started by the village chief, who chopped his own daughter-in-law into pieces. Today, it was Li Si's turn. Qi Lao San pointed his pipe toward the incense hall. “Go on in.”
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The Lost Soul 失魂之人
After a car accident left Han Jin in a coma, he woke to find himself out of his body, wandering between the realms of yin and yang. His memories from before the accident had vanished, too! To return to his body, he went back to the accident scene, only to discover that someone had tried to murder him! His missing memories, the mystery of his disembodied soul, the secret of extending his life... Whose plot lies behind it all?
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Inferior Humanity 劣等人性
Liu Kai and several of his friends came down with a mysterious illness. Their skin rotted, but no camera could capture evidence of it, and hospital tests showed nothing wrong! Everything was deeply unsettling. By chance, he found a mysterious shop run by a shamanic practitioner and acquired a pig-headed, human-bodied figurine. His illness eased, but when his friends betrayed him, he suffered an even more terrible backlash! This disaster, which seemed like a strange illness, actually stemmed from
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My Girlfriend and Best Friend Are Plotting to Have Me Killed 女朋友和好兄弟密谋让我去死
“Do you believe a painting can kill someone?” I took a job worth three hundred thousand yuan: recreating Along the River During the Qingming Festival. At first, I thought it was just an ordinary copy, until the old man from the coffin shop in the painting knocked on my bed in the middle of the night, a woman in a white dress silently watched me from the entryway, and the “boat girls” that had appeared out of nowhere seeped into every stroke of paint like a curse. My buddy urged me on: “Fortune f
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My Team Leader Tried to Psych Me Out, So I Sent Him Back to the Village as a Sacrifice 组长想要PUA我,我把他送回村里当祭品
When I left the village, the High Priest hung a fish-shaped jade pendant around my neck. The High Priest said that if I wore it, I would never get lost. I’m descended from the guardians of the spring at the Loulan ruins. The Moon Spring is my beacon home. Why would I need a jade pendant? Back then, I didn’t understand, and the High Priest didn’t explain. Not until later, when I met him.
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Trading a Life for Wealth 借命换财
The money Grandma had secretly buried in the ground to treat her terminal illness was gone. I didn’t find out it had been stolen until our neighbor started livestreaming to show off his wealth. He’d also stolen the lucky doll I used to pray for Grandma’s recovery, and showed everyone how its wishes always came true. But the neighbor had no idea: he was trading luck for money.
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A Shocking Murder Plot 惊天杀局
There’s a corner in the police station’s archives where files on unsolved and bizarre cases are kept. [The Headless Corpse Case] [The Water Ghost Murder Case] [The Grinning Case] None of the above happened to me. They’re my stories.
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The Killer Elevator 夺命电梯
10:30 p.m. A “friendly reminder” that popped up in the residents’ group chat jolted me wide awake. [Midnight Elevator Safety Notice...] Auntie Wang next door scoffed. “Quit with the spooky nonsense!” Then, late that night, she went out to take the trash, and a scream ripped through the silence...
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After Licking the Neighborhood, My Husband Turned into a Monster 丈夫舔过小区之后,变成了怪物
I posted a missing-husband notice at the entrance to the residential compound. “Missing husband: Zhang Jianguo, two meters tall, recently developed a taste for licking...” The post made everyone laugh. Who still turns a missing-person notice into a joke these days? But after surveillance footage surfaced of our neighbor in Unit 905 being disemboweled, they finally started to feel afraid.
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Seven Hours of Terror in the Villa District 别墅区惊魂七小时
In the early hours of Qingming, a notice from the deceased property manager, Bohe, appeared in the residents’ group chat: “Pay your property fees in full by nine.” The residents sneered, until the doors and windows locked, the phones lost signal, and at exactly nine, everyone who’d skipped their payments jumped to their deaths. The bloody footage played on loop across every screen. I pulled out the payment records. My wife looked away. When I was tearing down an illegal structure, she’d secretly
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My Mother-in-Law's Secret Baby-Making Soup 婆婆的秘密生子汤
Before the Qingming Festival, my mother-in-law went looking for a folk remedy. They said drinking it for a month would help me get pregnant. But during the days she forced me to drink it, there was always a woman standing not far away. As time went on and the day drew closer, a friend from work finally told me I was being haunted because I’d taken something that belonged to someone else.
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The Hunted “Dead Man” 被追杀的 “已死之人”
At 2:47 a.m., I was curled up in a forest in the middle of nowhere. My companions’ screams rang in my ears, and Lin Peng’s blood still clung to my palm. Just seven hours earlier, we’d been laughing and chatting as we drove along in a Corolla, until a face covered in blood flashed in front of the car. It was unmistakably Wang Xuechun, who had been sitting in the back seat. There were no bodies and no signal. Only four shadowy figures stood before the gravestones in the cemetery, staring straight
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The 1001 Nights of Killing My Lover 杀死爱人的1001夜
In the middle of the night, someone knocked at the door. I opened it. A strange man stood outside. He asked me a question. “Darling, do you know what day it is today?” I froze in place. In an instant, a dagger plunged into my heart. “You really forgot. Damn you.” I was lying in bed when my eyes suddenly flew open. I touched my chest. It had only been a dream. Relieved, I scrolled on my phone for a while. When sleep finally came over me, I rolled over, ready to drift off again. That was when some
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Don't Live in a House Where Someone Has Died 不要住在死过人的房子里
The man on the phone said his girlfriend was dead, but the rental agent said he’d been executed by firing squad two years ago. The night I moved into the haunted house, the black landline rang right on schedule at midnight. Zhang Jian cried over the phone, saying he wanted to see Han Chunyan. Yet through the peephole, I clearly saw a long-haired woman in a denim jacket standing outside. Blood was still seeping from the knife wound on the back of her neck. The rental agent, Zhao Shuang, texted me
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Don't Build a Land Temple on a Whim 不要随便修建土地庙
I watched with my own eyes as Bian Guoshun smashed the Earth God statue with his head, while blood seeped in rivulets from its base. On the night the village built the temple in 1986, everyone heard knocking at their doors. Not with a hand, but with a head. Li Duyan said the temple had been built over a vein of evil energy, but no one believed him. Not until the Bai family’s boy started banging his forehead against the wall in the middle of the night, and Bian Guoshun was tied to a century-old w
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A Deadly Sense of Ceremony 致命的仪式感
I’m the full-time housewife everyone envies. I never lift a finger around the house. I wake up to spend money and close my eyes to beauty treatments. And I have a handsome, wealthy husband who takes care of my every need. Even my best friend says I must have the luckiest ancestors in the world to be this fortunate. But the truth is, the person sharing my bed isn’t my husband at all.
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The Skeleton in the Wall of Dorm Room 404 404女寝墙里的尸骨
In November 2025, human remains were discovered in a girls' dormitory at a high school. I sat in my swivel chair, with the DNA test report the lab had just sent over beside me. It read: DNA testing was conducted on hair follicles from clothing found with the remains inside the wall of Room 404, the girls' dormitory at Xingming Private High School. Preliminary findings suggest the victim died between six and ten years ago. Name: Chi Zhuo, male, 181 cm... I stared intently at the name, then took a
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Possessed by a Starving Ghost on the Ghost Festival 七月半饿死鬼附身
When I was little, the village elders used to say that on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the gates of hell swung wide open and restless spirits roamed everywhere. It was the worst night of all to go out. But I refused to believe in that sort of thing. I opened a tea shop in a mahjong parlor, thinking I could make a little extra money. Instead, I came face to face with something I should never have seen. No one was in the private room, yet I heard it bustling with noise. A customer
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Beauty Balm 美人膏
I'm a matchmaker who specializes in training men for rich women. Men talk about “self-respect,” but once they become kept men, they'll still do whatever it takes to cling to their rich benefactors. Lately, my husband has started paying more attention to his looks, but he doesn't know that he has very thick eyelids. Very thick. That's exactly what those rich women like to feast on.
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Who Killed Him? 是谁杀了他
At 8:30 on Saturday night, a woman arrived at her friend's home for dinner, as invited. The security door was ajar, and light from the hallway spilled through the gap, brightening the entryway. She could just make out the outline of a person lying flat in the bedroom opposite the door. As she turned on the lights, she caught sight of a woman lying facedown in the middle of the kitchen, vomit piled around her nose and mouth, half her face submerged in dirty water. Water from the sink dripped over
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