Any Mystery Horror Novels? Looking for a Thrill! The Really Scary Kind 悬疑恐怖的小说有没有,寻点刺激!很恐怖的那种
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Midnight Stories: It’s Watching You 午夜故事:它在看着你
Have you ever jolted awake at midnight and suddenly felt a lingering warmth beside your pillow? Don't turn on the light. In the darkness, a pair of eyes is breathing right beside your ear. The tickle of hair brushing your neck is the feeling of it tilting its head to study you. A ghostly blue light seeps through the crack in your closet door, and that red dress sways gently in a wind that doesn't exist. You distinctly remember you were supposed to donate it last week. At three in the morning,
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Chronicles of Strange Tales from Jiuzhou 九州怪谈录
Every mountain and river in this land conceals secrets unknown to most. When night falls, the eerie tales that have lain dormant through the ages quietly awaken... From the boundless snowy plains of the Northeast to the damp, rainy lanes of Lingnan, from the desolate Gobi of the Northwest to the secluded waterways of Jiangnan, every region has given rise to its own strange lore. A shaman's whispers echo beneath Changbai Mountain, the corpse-driving bells of western Hunan pierce the thick fog, ee
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Strange Tales and Curious Conversations 诡话杂谈
In the dead of night, people always find themselves talking about forgotten stories. Rain-soaked old alleys, broken steles at ancient temples, desolate graves in the wilderness, lone shadows beneath lamplight... People think they're nothing more than tales to pass the time, unaware that behind these “odd stories” lurk real events strange enough to make your blood run cold. This book collects a series of original supernatural tales, spanning urban legends and rural oddities, where human hearts,
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Wait for Me, Lady Lingbai 灵柏娘子等等我
That winter night, we sat around the charcoal brazier, the coals crackling as I huddled in a corner and listened to the adults tell a story about the sacred cypress at the village entrance. They said... The person who told me that story has passed away, but the chilling feeling it gave me is still etched in my memory. Now, I’ve adapted the story into a novel.
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Night Tales: One Eerie Story Every Night 夜话:每晚一个诡故事
Unravel the chilling logical paradoxes hidden in everyday details. Each story is an artistic reimagining of a real social event from recent years. Every late night conceals secrets unknown to others. Each chapter is a standalone story, with a brisk pace, tight storytelling, and no dull moments.
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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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Death’s Pallbearers 死亡抬棺
There was a half-immortal in this little mountain village named Yu Shouwang. Just after dusk, someone came rushing to his house. “Uncle Shouwang, you have to come take a look. The village chief's father's coffin was just carried to the village entrance, and now nobody can move it. It's downright eerie!” Strangely enough, as soon as the half-immortal arrived, they were able to move the coffin. But at the time, only Old Yu Shouwang knew that this and the series of tragedies that followed were all
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The Blood Sacrifice’s Curse 血牲的诅咒
In the Northeast, there's a taboo no one dares to break lightly: eat livestock that have become spirits, and you'll suffer retribution. But one year, during a famine, the harvest was good in that remote little village. Old Yang suddenly slaughtered the old ox he'd raised for fifteen years. On the very day the ox was killed, a crowd of strange, unfamiliar people came to the village, demanding meat night after night.
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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 Death Camera 死亡相机
I don't like digital cameras. I like old-fashioned film cameras. After my grandfather's funeral, I inherited one of his belongings: an unused roll of film. My grandfather once said, "Don't touch the future, or you'll be caught up in an unknown disaster." I didn't understand what he meant then, not until a short while later, when I used that roll of film to photograph a murder. A murder that had yet to happen.
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A Sheet of Human Skin 一张人皮
When beads of blood seeped from the claw marks on Li Jun's back, I recognized their shape: they were fingernail marks, exactly like the ones on the female corpse at the crematorium thirty years ago. Three days earlier, when he tremblingly handed me that faded pellet drum, the smiling faces of the boy and girl painted on its surface had suddenly split open, revealing locust-wood grain writhing beneath the skin. Now the lights above the emergency room flickered, and black blood was flowing through
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A Terrifying New Year's Eve 惊悚除夕夜
On New Year’s Eve, I was driven mad by the nonstop kitchen noise from upstairs. I bombarded the tenants’ group chat with voice messages. “I just want to know which lunatic is cooking in the middle of the night! Are you making food for ghosts?” Someone replied almost immediately. “Don’t you know we make our New Year’s Eve dinner at midnight here in Hunan? It’ll be ready soon. Why don’t you come up and join us?” Then they sent a gruesome photo. The picture was quickly deleted. In its place came a
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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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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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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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The Deadly Delivery 致命快递
I’m a Buddhist: beautiful, kindhearted, rich, and gullible. I can’t stand to see the poor suffer. If my fried noodles cost seven yuan, I pay ten. That can have its downsides, though. For example, some penniless creep from the noodle stall might latch onto me. Or I might find my husband’s severed finger in my fried noodles.
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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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Death Trip 死亡旅行
Before graduation, everyone wanted to take a graduation trip that was a little different, so one of my rich classmates rented an old, rundown cruise ship. On the first night aboard, the rich kid posted a raffle in the group chat: “I’ve prepared a grand prize for everyone. Entries close at midnight. We’ll reveal the luckiest winner tomorrow morning!” I was just about to open the link when an anonymous text came in. “Open it and you die.”
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The Dark Realm of the Uncanny 谲暗物境
Lin Xue, a classmate of Qin Chuan and Ye Xin, mysteriously vanishes inside an abandoned old school building. Even stranger, everyone around them except Qin Chuan and Ye Xin has forgotten that Lin Xue ever existed. Determined to uncover the truth, Qin Chuan and Ye Xin embark on a strange and unsettling investigation. One inexplicable event after another follows. Yet when the truth finally comes to light, it turns everyone's understanding upside down!
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Reborn Daoist: I Sweep the City Clean by Catching Ghosts 重生道士:我靠捉鬼横扫都市
[Rebirth + suspense]+ [mysticism and the supernatural]+ [revenge and comeback] In my previous life, I devoted myself to Taoist cultivation, only to be betrayed by my lover and die at the hands of a vengeful ghost. Reborn at twenty, I awaken the memories of a Celestial Master, with Taoist arts powerful enough to reach the heavens! Malevolent spirits in apartment hallways, vengeful ghosts in old houses, urban hauntings, plots from the netherworld... Every evil spirit in the world bows before me! W
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Night Wanderer: Never Look Back at Three in the Morning 夜游神:凌晨三点千万别回头
[Urban supernatural + underworld ranks + survival in two realms + System binding] At three in the morning, never look back. Lu Chen picks up a [Night Patrol God Seal] and accidentally becomes bound to a divine office in the underworld! While everyone else sleeps, he traverses the netherworld, patrols the night, and hunts down ghosts. When the hundred ghosts roam, they bow before him; when dark forces run rampant, he suppresses them with a single gesture! Unsolved cases in the mortal world, secre
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Three Partners in Crime 黄雀三人行
I went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, I found my client lying dead on the floor.
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Trapped in a Horror Script World, Fighting to Escape 穿到鬼怪剧本世界,拼命逃生
I was inexplicably pulled into the world of a script. The System told me that the only way to return to reality was to break the curse. How is someone as weak as me supposed to survive in a world full of ghosts and monsters?!
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Sisters of Vengeance 怨鬼姐妹
Chunlan became pregnant before marriage and was driven out of her home. Everyone despised her and kept their distance. The vicious, hard-hearted Old Madam Zhao unexpectedly gave Chunlan a bowl of meat today. Chunlan died, and Zhao Er panicked. "Mother, the child in Chunlan's belly is mine." "Hmph. I never intended to spare the baby in your wife Xifeng's belly, either."
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The Curse of the Graveyard 坟地咒怨
Zhang Fushan was the village's great benefactor. Every household in the village had received his help. His pregnant daughter-in-law died. The villagers wanted to notify his son, who lived in the city, but he refused and had the body burned instead. Zhang Fushan stared at his pregnant daughter-in-law's corpse in the flames. "Heh heh, let's see what you can do to me." The next day, someone found that eight women's graves in the cemetery behind the mountain had split open.
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A Dead Man Fathers a Child 死人生子
Zhang Ni was the prettiest girl for miles around. Yet even though she was old enough to marry, not a single matchmaker came to ask for her hand. Some said she willingly sneaked off into the fields with the village chief's son. Others said the village chief followed right behind his son as soon as he went in. Smack! A slap landed on Zhang Ni's rosy cheek. "I've nearly settled the bride price, and now you're telling me you don't want to marry him?" Marry whom? This was going to be the death of the
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A Fetus in a Living Corpse 活尸孕胎
As she ran, Widow Sun shouted, "Oh my! This is terrible! There's a child's bones by the river at the village entrance!" Widow Sun raced ahead without looking and crashed straight into Lin Dong as he came around the corner. "Auntie Sun, what's wrong?" Widow Sun didn't dare look back. She pointed to a spot not far behind her, off to one side, but was so terrified she couldn't get another word out. She was in a hurry to get back to the village and report what she'd seen. She ran so fast that she ne
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Rule Horror: Escaping Death in a Haunted Hospital 规则怪谈:我在诡异医院死里逃生
On my first day trapped in the hospital, I realized: The rules here can kill! The smell of disinfectant mingled with blood filled my nostrils. The eyeless doctor made rounds every day, while bloodstained nurses roamed the halls with knives. Two of the eight rules contained fatal errors. I had to figure them out to survive: I watched a fellow patient get stabbed through the heart by a nurse, and I personally sent a traitor off on a death stretcher. The traitor’s dying words were: “Pet, Rule Four.
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Ghostly Romance 鬼运桃花
“Don’t let the female ghost touch the red thread around your wrist.” Clutching the demon-catching bottle my grandfather left me, I rushed into the mourning hall. Thick black blood was seeping through the crack in Qin Qi’s coffin. Beside his name, the pool of blood twisted into two characters: “Liu’er.” Three days ago, when I returned to the village to drive out a ghost, I never imagined that the vengeful spirit who had haunted him for three lifetimes would be one I’d released with my own hands.
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Rule Horror: Beastmen Keep Humans as Livestock? I Pretend to Have Amnesia and Strike Back! 规则怪谈:兽人圈养人类?我靠装失忆反杀!
I was kept as a pet by beastfolk in a “paradise,” surviving each day by pretending to have amnesia. When I crawled out of the CT scanner, my parents were sitting at the dining table, gnawing on bloody raw meat. Rules suddenly appeared before my eyes: [Do not enter the kitchen] [When danger appears, hide in the study for two hours] One moment, I was enjoying a warm breakfast with Mom and Dad. The next, their skin was crawling with eerie talismans, and they were forcing me to enter the forbidden k
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Surviving the Deadly Amusement Park by Exploiting Rule Loopholes 我在死亡游乐场,靠规则漏洞求生
Welcome to the Strange Amusement Park Happy Valley Daytime Visitor Rules: 1. Visitors must keep the park clean. Littering is prohibited. 2. Visitors must follow staff instructions to make management easier. 3. Visitors must queue in an orderly manner. Cutting in line is prohibited. 4. Smoking and bringing flammable or explosive items into the park are prohibited. 5. If you see a clown, you must greet them and accept a balloon. One of the rules above is false. Find it before 6 p.m., or die!
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The Last Piece of Fox Meat 最后一块狐狸肉
When I chopped off the white fox's right hind leg, what flowed from its wound wasn't blood, but the cries of the landlady's missing beloved cat. Three days ago, when Boss Zhou forced me to butcher the spirit fox, he never could have imagined that the lump of meat in the kitchen freezer, which would never rot, was a death sentence for every diner. At that moment, Uncle Li's compass needle suddenly began spinning wildly. The last piece of fox meat on the stove was oozing thick black liquid. The po
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Drowning Terror 溺水惊魂
When I opened my eyes, I'd become a plainclothes policewoman, standing by a bridge and looking down. In the river below, a bald middle-aged man was about to sink beneath the surface. The onlookers desperately tried to stop us. “Officers, don't save that murderer! Let him die!” But suddenly, a voice rang in my ears: “Get the drowning man to shore within 10 minutes, or die!” But I can't swim at all!
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The Vanishing Her: Who Is My Girlfriend, Really? 消失的她:我的女友究竟是谁
I'm a corporate wage slave. I've noticed my girlfriend has been acting strangely lately. She often dances in front of the mirror in the middle of the night and makes all sorts of eerie expressions. Worried about her, I started investigating her in secret. I discovered that she has a twin sister with dissociative identity disorder. The hospital staff said her sister went missing a month ago. My girlfriend seems to have changed completely around the same time. Just as I sat at my computer, feeling
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The Secret Buried in the Mountains 被埋葬在山里的秘密
Never answer a dead person's call. That night, my old classmate Shi Shoupeng suddenly called, saying he'd found five million yuan buried on Phoenix Mountain thirty years ago. But Zhao Shuang and the others insisted we'd killed him long ago. His body was stuffed in a suitcase, buried right beneath my feet. My phone was clearly out of battery, yet I heard the rasp of bones grinding together from the receiver. “Lu Liang... You said... if we couldn't find the money... you'd leave me to die in the mo
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Village of Sin 罪恶村庄
After Lu Yan returned from an out-of-town interview, it was as if he were possessed. Wherever he stayed, everything before his eyes would turn into ruins after sunset! He went for a medical examination, but nothing was wrong. There seemed to be no explanation for any of it. But he didn't know that from the moment he became a cold, detached observer, his fate was no longer in his own hands...
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The Bronze Ritual Cauldron 青铜法鼎
Chen Junsheng has been seeing ghosts lately. While walking down the street, his vision would suddenly warp, and then he'd see a woman in a red traditional wedding gown. But he'd done plenty of good deeds in his life, so why would a ghost come after him? It wasn't until he sought help from an expert that he learned someone had made him take their place in death. Before long, he would die a sudden, violent death...
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Soul-Locking Pavilion 锁魂阁
My hand trembled slightly as I clutched the diagnosis report. The clinic's heating was turned way up, but cold sweat had soaked the lining of my down jacket. The robed man before me slid over a cup of blood-red tea. The miniature carved pavilion in his palm glowed faintly. “The Soul-Locking Pavilion has recognized you as its master. That means the original owner of your heart was sacrificed alive.” Amid the crisp clink of the teacup against the table, he suddenly leaned in close: “Trade the glor
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The Deadly Incense-Switching Pot 致命转香壶
Song Shiyan suffers from a strange illness, yet every medical examination comes back completely normal. A year has passed, and she's even lost her sense of taste. At her mother's suggestion, she seeks help from a mysterious shaman and receives a mandarin-duck aroma pot said to cure her illness. But this is the beginning of karmic retribution and the cycle of good and evil...
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I Quit School to Hunt Ghosts, and Eventually Became the Origin God of Wuji 不当学生去猎鬼,终修成无极源神
This story is entirely fictional and wholly original. It is a true cultivation adventure, with no political, military, or religious content. Its defining feature is its sheer, sheer, sheer, sheer, sheer, sheer, sheer, sheer… weirdness.
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The True Record of General Black Tiger's Spirit Possession 黑虎将军起乩实录
[Not an invincible protagonist + supernatural mysteries + paranormal + horror + adapted from true events + adapted from Minnan ghost and deity folk traditions] The Record of General Black Tiger's Spirit Possession is also known as The Record of Banishing Spirits in the Mortal Realm: The Story of General Black Tiger. (Support the official release. This book is published only on Fanqie.) In the north, spirit mediums invite immortals to possess them; in the south, spirit mediums enter a trance to c
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Blind Passion 盲眼迷情
One was gentle with me, the other cold. “Brother, please. Can’t you let me have her?” “Bullshit. You killed her sister. It’s too late to grow a conscience now!” “She has to die tonight!” Hmph. We’ll see who kills whom.
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Escape from Hell 逃出地狱
Because my cousin is weak-willed and a classic henpecked husband, my sister-in-law's family wanted to take my father's inheritance all for themselves. Just before my father was about to die of his illness, they actually kidnapped me and sold me into northern Myanmar, that living hell, without my cousin's knowledge!
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The Human Dog 人形犬
After my sister was assaulted, she died a horrific death in a cabin in the back hills. My parents chopped up her body and fed it to the old dog they kept at home. After that, the old dog began to look more and more like my dead sister. Late at night, it would stand outside my room and call for me in my sister’s voice.
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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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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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The Iris Strikes Back 鸢尾花的反杀
As night fell, I rode my bike through the streets and alleys, when someone suddenly stepped into my path. “Who are you?” The alley was dimly lit, so I couldn’t make out the stranger’s face, but I could clearly see his outline. The man looked utterly disheveled. Gasping for breath, he said, “Help me!” I caught sight of someone chasing him relentlessly and swiftly pulled him onto my electric scooter. “Come with me!” The cold night wind stung my cheeks, but inside, my emotions were churning. “Got y
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A Double Murder in an Aristocratic Estate 高门私宅双杀命案
This is a true tragedy that took place in Cixi County, Zhejiang Province, during the Jiaqing era of the Qing dynasty. After a heavy rain, a father and son who had gone up the mountain to gather herbs discovered a woman's body on the hillside behind the Chen residence. The victim was identified as Chen A Mao, the eldest daughter of the Chen family. Chen Yongjin, head of the Chen family, claimed that his granddaughter A Mao had been having an affair with their servant Gao Hongtong, and that in a
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Double Taboo 双重禁忌
When Dongzi was a child, there were many deadly taboos in the village. For example, a pregnant woman must never cross paths with a funeral procession. If she did, the dead person's soul would enter her body, turning her into a man-eating evil ghost. Another taboo was that anyone who lived past a hundred would become an evil ghost. Three days before an elder turned a hundred, people had to take them to the back mountain and leave them to fend for themselves. If they kept the elder at home, the ev
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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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