Horror Novels So Scary You Wouldn't Dare Read Them Twice 让你不敢看第二遍的恐怖小说
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Strange Tales from the Road 行路诡闻
[Folk customs and suspense | Episodic stories | Immersive accounts] There's an old saying: Walk the night road three times, and ghosts and gods will follow you. Writer Lin Sui travels around gathering material, recording the rural ghost stories he hears along the way in the old notebook he carries with him. He has no spirit-seeing eyes and can't draw talismans or chant incantations. Faced with those indescribable horrors, his only weapons are the pen in his hand and his instinct for survival.
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The Eerie Midnight Mirror 子夜诡镜
The scholar Chou Wuya happened upon a copy of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. The stall owner casually included an ancient bronze mirror, named Seeing the Heart. At midnight, Chou Wuya discovered that the mirror could tear apart dreams and reality, drawing him into one eerie, terrifying mirror realm after another. Every mirror realm was a supernatural ordeal with no way out. A woman named Ruoxi was sealed inside the mirror. She told Chou Wuya that every time he entered a dream, he would gai
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- 353 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.” —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 354 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? 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 355 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 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 356 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. 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 357 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. 251Reads—Score—Shelves
- 358 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... 29Reads—Score—Shelves
- 359 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. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 360 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. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 361 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 —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 362 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 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 363 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 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 364 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 —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 365 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. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 366 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. 39Reads—Score—Shelves
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Midnight Terror: The Strange Radio Broadcast 午夜惊魂之电波诡事
In the winter of 1998, Liu Siyang, a broadcasting college graduate, was assigned to Shengjing Radio. He took over a long-dormant late-night program, named it Midnight Frights, and set out to tell the insomniacs of this old industrial city some unusual stories over the midnight airwaves. He unearthed three bizarre cases from the radio station’s archives and old police files: the sweeping sounds that never ceased after the death of “Big Black Tooth,” the library’s caretaker; the green powder stuff
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- 368 The Immortal’s Path of a Funeral Garment Shop Owner 寿衣店老板的修仙路 An Accidental Ghost Cultivator Begins His Path to Immortality Luo Ze is an art teacher at an art training school. After 30 years of teaching, he has become a renowned teacher with students all over the place. After a car accident, he unexpectedly transmigrates 20 years into the past, only to find himself possessing the body of a 19-year-old who runs a funeral clothing shop. While providing someone with a complete funeral service, he unexpectedly acquires an ancient bronze mirror of unknown origi 23Reads—Score—Shelves
- 369 I Love Your Numbness, I Love Your Spice, I Love You Till My Stomach Gives Out 爱你的麻,爱你的辣,爱得老胃直拉胯 I love your numbing spice, I love your heat, I love you so much my stomach’s a mess 6Reads—Score—Shelves
- 370 The Stone That Remembers the Light 会记住光的石头 The Stone That Remembers the Light 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 371 Mama Haha Won't Fly Anymore 玛玛哈哈不飞了 Mama Haha Won't Fly Anymore 1Reads—Score—Shelves
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Tales of the Supernatural: Ghost-Hunting Venerable 怪谈之捉鬼天尊
Eight severed-head mountains form a Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, imprisoning Song An’s first eight incarnations. To ensure that Song An can grow up safely in his ninth life, a mysterious eminent monk comes to the mortal world. Unfortunately, this time Song An is born on the night of the Ghost Festival, and is also a child of extreme yin, with all eight characters of his birth chart belonging to yin. Even stranger, nine days and nine nights of blood rain fall before Song An’s birth. For
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Records of the Tang Dynasty Zombies 大唐丧尸录
The Tang Dynasty Zombie Chronicles
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- 374 Tales of My Best Friend's Haunting 闺蜜诡事录 Tales of Strange Events Among Best Friends 8Reads—Score—Shelves
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The Harem Emperor 后宫大帝
A harem novel with multiple female leads and a System. If you like beautiful women, come take a look. A naturally lecherous nouveau riche gets sent to the cultivation world after sexually harassing a waitress and being hit by a computer, bringing along a hundredfold experience System. He levels up at breakneck speed, is lecherous by nature, gathers a harem, and gets revenge on his enemies. He's a coward who fears death and never goes anywhere dangerous. I've never liked challenging people above
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Breaking Hell: The Celestial Master Returns 破狱:天师归来
After ten years in prison, the day he gets out, he discovers he’s completely out of step with the world. There are no bustling streets or lights in every window. The streets lie abandoned, the cities are dead, and the air reeks of rot and blood. Monsters that are neither human nor ghost roam everywhere: stiff bodies, fangs and claws, and a thirst for blood. The military can’t defeat them, the police can’t hold them back, and human civilization is on the brink of collapse. Even more absurdly, peo
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- 377 The Cursed Coffin 阴棺抬煞 Deep in Bai Street stands a yin-yang coffin shop that never makes coffins and never receives customers. Chen Ye grew up accompanying his grandfather on spirit-walking rites and coffin-bearing, learning all manner of evil spirits. He thought he would spend his life in the peaceful funeral trade, taking payment to guide souls onward and living in safety. Then, in a single night, three coffins arrived at the Ding family’s home, and one bizarre incident after another erupted throughout the househol 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 378 Crown of Frost and Ash 霜与烬之冠 At her engagement ceremony, the man she loved pushed her into an abyss. Three years later, she returned wearing a silver-frost mask. This time, she would crown his empire with her own hands, then stain that crown red with his blood. 1Reads—Score—Shelves
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Tales of Strange Happenings in Snow City 雪城志异
A collection of short tales of the strange and supernatural, including ghost stories and even stories about aliens! Each story is only a few hundred words, so you can finish one in no time. Strange happenings and supernatural tales, demons and ghosts, tree spirits and fox fairies! Let your imagination run wild! Everyone is welcome to read!
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Studying Neutrinos at the Funeral Home 我在殡仪馆研究中微子
❎ Not for the faint of heart! Five-star horror rating. I’m a college student. To ease the burden on my family, I decided to find a part-time job near campus. By chance, I spotted a faded advertisement on a utility pole nearby. The job was keeping night watch at a funeral home, and the pay was great, so I took it. On my first day, the manager told me three bizarre rules for the funeral home’s night shift: I’d be the only one working overnight; never open the door for strangers; and never get invo
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A Strange Tale Every Night 夜夜都有诡故事
[Extreme Supernatural Horror] [Ghosts, Fox Spirits, and Other Strange Creatures] [Not for Women] [Not for the Fainthearted] Based on personal experience and real events. The occult is science we have yet to touch; science is the occult we have already mastered.
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Strange Tales, Volume 1 奇闻诡事录1
This is a collection of folk tales about the uncanny, strange accounts from across the land. Each chapter is a complete story, each tale a separate supernatural mystery, revealing the mysteries of yin and yang, folk taboos, and the obsessions of the dead. You never know when a casual remark might draw the attention of spirits lurking in the wilderness; when an old object you pick up might hold the memory of a tragic death; or when an everyday habit might already have crossed a forbidden boundary
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