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Li Ruoqing, who had just closed QQ and was about to lock herself in a dark room to catch up on manuscripts, received a call from editor Zhou Mubai. Wasn't he asleep? She answered the phone with some confusion. Zhou Mubai's voice, which was several times higher than usual, sounded particularly sinister in the quiet night: "Li Ruoqing! When will you be able to cure your forgetfulness?! I have answered you no repeatedly to the same question. Why can't you remember it three times? What are you thinking about?" Li Ruoqing held up the phone for a long time before saying, "Oh, it turns out the manuscript has been scheduled." There was a muffled sound on the other end of the phone, and it sounded like someone fell off the chair. "It's done, I'm relieved. Thank you, editor Zhou." Li Ruoqing smiled sincerely at the phone, even though Zhou Mubai, who was about to vomit blood at the moment, couldn't see it. In view of her good attitude, Zhou Mubai responded gruffly, accepting her thanks.

In Langya Mountain in December, the mountains and forests are already covered with a thick layer of snow. Between the mountains and fields, there is only one rugged mountain step, pointing to the clouds in the distance. A young man in black stood firmly on top of the white snow, looking down the mountain without moving, letting the cold wind roll up his sapphire blue hairband. He was not afraid of the severe cold, and seemed to have stood like this for several lifetimes. "Xiao Feiliu, Xiao Feiliu, do you know that Brother Lin Chen has been looking for you on the mountain? Why are you here again? Come on, come back with me."

She liked him, Zhang Shen, her most precious apprentice in her life, not like a master pampering his apprentice, but like a woman liking a man. But what qualifications does she have to be with him? The city's underground boxing ring is located in an extremely secluded place, and the huge venue is packed with people. Even though Jiang Xiaoyu was already a regular visitor to the boxing ring, she was still not used to the bright and dazzling lights above her head. The deafening shouts mixed with the pungent smell of tobacco and alcohol one after another made Jiang Xiaoyu, who was used to the days of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, feel dizzy. Just as she was in a trance, the whistle for the game was blown.

In the thirteenth year of the Republic of China, all living beings lived at No. 11 Changle Street. When Ruan Ningli saw Yu Mengzhi last time, she was just an unlucky ghost whose mother died early and her brother disappeared. She drew Yu Mengzhi, who was like an immortal, and smiled and said to her that he would protect her from now on. Ruan Ningli didn't believe in fate or luck, but somehow she believed in this unreasonable man. He took her through other people's memories and solved a series of strange cases; he changed her destiny and made her a very dazzling person on Changle Street. With the aura surrounding him, she was puzzled. If he was a good person, why in the annals of history had he been beheaded in public for his crimes? If he was a bad person, why did he care for her and love her so much? Everything starts from his past...

Han Chen has lived a peaceful life for 16 years by adhering to the principle of staying out of his own business since he was a child. A sudden and tragic car accident broke the peace of the city. No one survived the car accident. Accidents followed one after another, and Han Chen finally knew that all these crises came from a mysterious species called the "Red Soul Beast". And he is actually the person in this world who can kill them. The ancient cultural relics exhibition was attacked by a red monster. People's heads were devoured, but they never really died. He slashed the souls with a knife, but became a mental illness in people's mouth. Crisis is everywhere, and Han Chen is paying attention to all forces. Is the isolated island embraced by the sea a safe refuge or a lifeless prison? Where did that powerful mysterious girl come from?