A Tower in the Northwest

The author loves revising. The complete version with a coherent plot is only on Jinjiang. Floor-by-floor challenges; parallel worlds Strong leads; twists Mao Qi has been under a lot of pressure lately, constantly on edge. When she is half-asleep in the middle of the night, she often hears someone whispering behind her ear. She sought help from a Taoist priest, put up talismans, and saw a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine. She even started taking herbal medicine to soothe her liver and relieve her depression. One night, the muddled words by her ear suddenly became clear: "Go northwest, go northwest..." Mao Qi was puzzled, but unable to resist her curiosity. She drove northwest across the city and found an old building overgrown with moss in the suburbs. The building had seven floors. Seven characters hung from the top floor: Northwest District Psychiatric Hospital. Ongoing novel: Strange Tales of Lingnan. Please add it to your favorites. Guangxi folklore and the supernatural, suspenseful tomb exploration, a hint of ensemble cast Positive, outspoken heroine; brooding male ghost At the end of the Qing dynasty, the Lu family, a clan of feng shui masters, died in a scheme to find the continuation of a dragon vein. Today, 160 years later, a phantom sun appeared at noon. Yan Bingyu shut off the astrological commentary on her phone that was stirring up panic and kept working late, unconcerned. On her way home, she happened to receive a congratulatory call from a friend: "Happy birthday! I'm not too late with my wishes, am I?" "Just in time. I was born at 23:58." Someone was burning paper offerings at an intersection. The smoke made Yan Bingyu cough, and as she dodged it, she stepped on the ashes a few times. Through the billowing smoke, a man with a Qing-style queue appeared at the end of the road. He made calculations with his fingers, his jade-like face clearing of gloom, then smiled at her in a twisted way. "A woman born under the Seven Killings star." Later, on night after night, as she climbed out of one grave after another and listened to corpses and ghosts of every kind whisper in her ear, Yan Bingyu couldn't help regretting it: Never, ever tell anyone your birth date and hour! Descendant of the tomb guardians x Qing dynasty feng shui master turned ghost Theme: Be sure to save yourself from the trials and tribulations of this world, again and again.