Chen Shujiu dreamed that his mother was wrapped around the body of a dead tree and vine branches.
The shriveled face was lifeless, and the bones were hard to distinguish.
It was as if he could look straight into Chen Shujiu's eyes through layers of fog.
Her lips moved slightly, and she said to her daughter in a difficult voice:
... Run quickly.
The familiar figure stood beside the woman with his back to him.
The young man turned away slightly.
Chen Shujiu's heart skipped a beat.
Next door is Qi Zhu, Class 3 and 6.
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In the dark night when my father was away, a paper man knocked on the door.
The broad face made of paper poked its head out, grinned widely and asked: "Are you looking for me?"
The old man in the village warmly invited her to watch the play.
The heroine's heavily made-up head fell to the ground, but she still kept babbling and expressing affectionate words.
There are more and more weird things happening around us.
Whether it's Wangshi Street or Lion Tower Plaza.
It is a high-end community in Jinlong, and it is also a popular rebirth village.
Chen Shujiu desperately searched for clues, trying to piece together the truth of the incident.
The words of the old man from the Sheng family still ring in his ears.
When everything happened as planned, Chen Shujiu finally realized the true meaning.
He said——
"The person who is not suppressed is the living king of hell."
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·Long-form supernatural/drama + emotional flow.
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Intention: Good and evil will eventually be rewarded.
