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Books by Qinghe Yushi
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After Grandpa Dropped Dead, Bureau 749 Came Looking for Me 爷爷暴毙后，749局找到了我
After my grandfather suddenly died, Bureau 749 came looking for me. They said he hadn’t died of illness. Something in the Qinling Mountains had “called his name.” I didn’t believe them at first. Then, beside my grandfather’s remains, I found the three words he’d left behind before he died: Don’t trust Bai. When the people from Bureau 749 saw them, their faces changed completely. They told me that in life, my grandfather had guarded the dragon vein of the Qinling Mountains. He hadn’t spent his wh
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After Grandpa Dropped Dead, Bureau 749 Found Me, Part Two 爷爷暴毙后，749局找到了我贰
In Volume One, I found Bai Jingyao in the three words my grandfather left behind. In Volume Two, I followed his trail into Blackscale Village. The people here grow scales on their bodies. The ancestral hall enshrines living skin, and the Scale Well behind the village fills in the missing name of your father. On the fifth night, the well keeper emerged. It wasn’t after my life. It wanted to strip away the name “Chen Qingshan.” And in the White Mark Shrine at the bottom of the well, someone had be
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I Shake the Nine Provinces with Taoist Arts 我以道法震九洲
[Every chapter delivers, no filler] Beneath the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou lie seven dragon veins. Three hundred years ago, the Black Sun Holy Court of the Western Continent tried to sever the dragon veins and seize the fortune of the East, but the Mystic Sects joined forces to suppress them. Three hundred years later, the Black Sun has returned. The master of the young Lu Qingxuan died defending the Qingyang Dragon Vein, leaving behind only a letter and a fragment of the Dragon-Suppressing
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Deliveries from the Underworld: One Bad Review Costs Me Ten Years of Life 阴间外卖：差评一次，我少活十年
I’d been delivering food for two years without a single incident. Then, one early morning, I got an order for an address that didn’t exist. There were only three lines in the delivery notes: “Don’t knock.” “Leave it and go.” “Don’t linger.” I did as instructed. The door opened by itself. Someone dragged the food inside. The app showed: “Five-star review.” But the next second I saw a line of text: [Remaining lifespan: 30 years] Only later did I learn that this platform had another kind of order.
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I Picked Up a Broken Mirror, But Transmigrated into Her Boudoir 我收了个破镜却穿进她的闺房
I spent eight thousand yuan on a truckload of junk. The most inconspicuous thing in it was an old bronze mirror with a chipped corner. That very night, I stepped through the floor of my own antique shop, Zhaojiu Studio. When I opened my eyes again, I had fallen into a young woman's bedroom. Her name was Lu Jingtang. The eldest daughter of the Lu family, she had a bad temper, and the stick in her hand was even less pleasant. She was convinced I was a thief. I was convinced I had the worst l
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