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In 2026, the historical traces of modern cities are strange and distorted, oracle bone inscriptions are rewritten on their own, and historical chapters are annihilated out of thin air. The driving force behind all changes is the spirit of pseudo-history that lurks in the gaps of time and space and feeds on tampering with history. In order to protect the foundation of Chinese civilization, the Kyushu Errata Bureau, which has been hidden for thousands of years, launched the "Heavenly Stems Against Fate" project to select modern people with destiny to enter the errata field. Panjiayuan antique stall owner Wei Xuanzi awakened to the Jiamu zodiac sign, possessing the power of "tracing the origin"; Qiu Linmei, the folk shop owner of Kuanzhai Alley, awakened to the Binghuo zodiac sign, possessing the ability to "identify forgeries". The two formed a correction team with retired teacher Zhang Guifen, emergency doctor Zhou Liheng, and retired special forces soldier Zhao Tieniu. They fought in the Sifang Tianjing for the first time, and were trapped in a twelve-hour life and death bet - looking for three tokens, identifying three fake players in the team, banning weapons throughout the process, and relying solely on IQ gaming. From then on, the Jingchuan partners led the team to visit the Yin Ruins, walk through the bamboo forest, visit the ghost market, and explore the water transportation, and exposed the fake history scam in the correction field of the six major dynasties: clearing the name of the tyrant King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, proving the ambition of the Seven Sages in the Bamboo Forest to rebel against the Jin Dynasty, unraveling the hidden edict in the unwritten monument, uncovering the water transportation spies of the Liao Kingdom, vindicating the injustice of the Wu Sangui traitors, and exposing the collusion behind the scenes of the Westernization Movement. Fake players are attacking secretly, the three chief ministers are hiding traitors, the spirit of fake history is approaching step by step, and the path of correction is full of murderous intent. Wei Xuanzi and Qiu Linmei also discovered the fateful connection between themselves and the first generation of correctors in life and death. When the spirit of pseudo-history gathered together the tokens and attempted to activate the Ganzhi Array to tamper with civilization's ultimate conspiracy, the team rushed to the Kunlun Ruins for the ultimate decisive battle. The heavenly stem is the key and true history is the blade. Can they cut off the roots of false history and protect Kyushu civilization back to the Qingming Dynasty?

When the cracks in the load-bearing column point to the same place as the compass needle, are you seeing a structural hazard or a feng shui problem? On the surface, Lu Yan is the most rational structural engineer in the architectural design institute. He believes in data and respects mechanics. However, only he knows his true profession - a structural Feng Shui master who uses CAD drawings to interpret evil spirits and uses a spectrum analyzer to track ghosts. The mysterious death of his father left behind an unfinished building full of mysteries and a cold warning. The regular "knocking" on the building late at night is not haunted, but someone uses an infrasonic array to simulate the ancient "heart-piercing evil" in an attempt to artificially create disasters. When Lu Yan stepped into the basement with a homemade frequency jammer, the lights in the entire building went out instantly. What came from the ground was not mechanical vibrations, but the same sad and musical rhythm as at his father's funeral. Since then, the dark side of the city has completely unfolded in his eyes: · The skyscraper under construction is a steel formation that absorbs fortune; · The busy subway line is a shuttle cage that suppresses the souls of the dead; · Popular Internet celebrity landmarks may be unexpected altars that nourish evil spirits. What he has to face is not only the secret inheritance of a century-old Feng Shui family and the cruel truth of his father's death, but also a huge organization that combines modern technology with ancient evil arts. They use algorithms to rewrite the fate of the city, and use buildings to imprison living beings, intending to weave a new "order" that covers everyone. Use engineering mechanics to analyze evil formations, and use modern technology to fight evil spirits. This is a silent war that takes place in the deepest part of the concrete jungle.

They collectively enter a different world, a room called the "Dungeon Hall", a life-and-death game, absurd executors and gloomy human nature. In the end, the protagonist group comes to an end after experiencing a life-and-death struggle. But the story doesn't seem to be over

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A paper man carries a sedan chair, drifting thousands of miles in blood, a bloody corpse from the Republic of China, a road of no return. I am the ghost shepherd Chen Qiaoyang, "Yang Jian, according to seniority! You have to call me Grandpa Chen!"

A medium-length crime suspense novel. This is my first attempt at this type of novel. Any corrections are welcome!

Among the continuous white mountains and black waters of the Northeast, there is a little-known legend: every hundred years, a "son of the eye of the earth" is born in an ordinary farmhouse. He was born with the ability to see things that ordinary people cannot see, hear the whispers in the wind, and talk to the sleeping beings under this land. My name is Chen Qingshan, and I was born in the winter of 1995 in a small village called Kaoshantun in Jilin Province. It is said that the night I was born, all the dogs in the village howled in unison, and the 300-year-old locust tree at the entrance of the village folded in the wind. When the midwife carried me out of the house, she saw a snow-white fox squatting on the roof of my earthen house. It glanced at me, nodded, and then disappeared in the wind and snow. From an early age, I knew I was different from others. I could see "those things" that grandma called - the blurry figures wandering on the field ridges at dusk, the wet long-haired woman at the mouth of the well, the pale faces standing outside the window at night and peering in. I could hear a low growl coming from the valley that belonged to no known animal. I can even smell the decadent sweet fragrance that only I can detect coming from certain places. Grandma said that it is the "earth atmosphere", the breath that seeps out from the cracks in the door to another world. My great-grandfather was the last shaman in the village. Before he died, he touched my head and said: "This child was chosen by the eye of the earth. He cannot escape or avoid it. But remember, seeing is one thing, interfering is another."

There are nine bends in the Yellow River, evil spirits are hidden in dragon caves, and the iron law that people who fish for corpses never fish them out was completely torn to pieces by a female corpse that broke out of the ice. The rebellious young man Shen Xun returns to his hometown for a funeral, but his critically ill grandfather forcibly steals his ancestral ice-breaking flute, forcing him to take over the Shen family's thousand-year-old corpse-recovering mission. The moment the ice coffin floated on the water, the jade pendant on the wrist of the female corpse was exactly the same as the token of her father who disappeared ten years ago! The kappa formed an alliance, the turtles led the way, and the iron cows guarded the dragon's veins. A conspiracy spanning two generations quietly surfaced. Chen Jiuye holds the "Breaking Evil Species" in his hand and sacrifices human blood to break the formation, hoping to seize the river-suppressing pearl for immortality; Shen Xun carries the dragon-binding rope and the dragon-suppressing tablet and leads the corpse-retrieving team to defend the iron ox formation, vowing to protect the tranquility of the Yellow River. The undercurrent is turbulent under the water, the wails of resentful souls are deafening, and deep in the dragon's lair, the figure of my father is looming. When the melody of the ice-breaking flute resounds across the river, is it going to overcome all the evil spirits, or is it to remain silent with the river?

As a martial arts practitioner, I was forced to work part-time as a grievance collector. The tool is a roll of toilet paper which always makes me "believe in science". The female ghost in red wanted to kneel down when she saw it, and the Centennial Corpse King wanted to run away when he saw it. It wasn't until the evil bosses from all walks of life came together to find me that I saw the truth through the gaps in the paper: It turns out that what I received was not resentment, but the fragments of their godhead that were suppressed by "that person" back then. Now, they want to take it back. I unfolded the toilet paper silently, and new writing flashed on the back: "The ultimate plan is launched - use science to create a new god." Well, it seems that today I have to "physically persuade" to the end.

Three thousand people from all over the world\

I gradually discovered that whenever the city fell into darkness and the street lights were not turned on at dusk, a part of my shadow would quietly disappear. At first, the edges were just blurry, until my colleague pointed at my feet in horror: "Why is your shadow... There?" That night I saw with my own eyes the mutilated shadow crawling toward the sleeping neighbor, and the next day, the neighbor's whole family disappeared. What's even more frightening is that all the missing people and belongings have been "organized" - as if they were carefully archived by some kind of being.

Rainy Night Rune

Once the underworld recruited people, Zhang Yan came to the peninsula and became a wanderer of the underworld on the peninsula. People who walk in the yin are living people doing errands in the yin, and they are living people and ghosts in the yang world. They are a different kind of underworld. Since the peninsula broke away from Wanghua, it has gradually become a zone where the East and the West have no regard for each other. Wrong spirits, demons, evil spirits, heretics, and evil gods breed here. "There are a lot of ghosts on the peninsula. It's a good place to boost your performance. Come quickly!"

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Tomb RobberyBloodline AwakeningDecisive KillingNo Female ProtagonistRefreshing Article** Traveling through the world of "Tomb Robbers", Qin Feng became a down-and-out orphan running a street stall in Panjiayuan. I thought I would rely on cheating to survive, but I didn't know that if I mistakenly swallow the ancient "Corpse Pill", it will spontaneously combust if I don't inhale the Yin Qi! On an unlucky occasion, he was captured by a group of heavily armed tomb-robber warlords and used as cannon fodder to explore the path. They were forced to go to the tomb and open the legendary "Nine Dragon Corpse Coffin". Everyone was waiting for him to die tragically, and the leader was grinning ferociously and preparing to collect the body. However, the next second, a scene that made everyone's scalp numb appeared-- The ferocious nine-dragon corpse actually trembled in front of Qin Feng, knelt on his knees, and saluted the emperor and his ministers! The leader was horrified: "This... Is this the reincarnation of the Corpse King? Quick! Make him into a living zombie puppet!" Qin Feng wiped the corpse air from the corner of his mouth and revealed a stern sneer: "Want to train me? Have you asked the 100,000 Yin soldiers behind me?" Now that you are here, the treasure in this tomb is mine, and your lives are also mine!

It's not three thousand yuan to catch a ghost, it's three thousand yuan to catch one ghost. If the quantity is large, you can get a discount. One cent less is not enough, and one cent more is not necessary. Hello! My name is Li Xiaofei, and I will send you back to hell now.

A child who lost his parents due to financial fraud grew up with resentment and took revenge.

[Breaking Iron + Strange Rules + No CP + OOC Apology + True·HE] Copywriting: -- -- Does anyone know how weird the ending of this dumpling making thing is? Anyway, Wan Di said that it was hard to explain, and I am a military commander who is not good at words (no), but he saw his father and his mother making love to each other, and the Senate shook hands with Aglaia and abandoned their grudges. For a while, Wan Di couldn't figure out who the OOC was. Of course, he might have witnessed this with his own eyes, and he himself, who had no trouble in his heart, was one of them. In short, no matter what the process is, everyone has a bright future, but let's say... That's quite satisfactory? Putting aside the plot, to put it bluntly, I say it in vain, it is better to let our Tornado Braised Orange continue to elbow the Tomb King. (Ah, yes, yes, who said the Eternal Page is bad? This Eternal Page is so good.) ... But since I have never surrendered. Then, there must be no more concessions than disputes. (Additional explanation - copy progress: Misty Village in the Mountain·Ongoing)

He never thought that there was another unknown side of the world.

Yuxin, a person chosen by ghosts, is destined to have an unusual life. When she was eight years old, her father died unexpectedly, and a series of things happened around her. As long as someone liked her, those people would be unlucky or die unexpectedly...

On a rainy night, strange things happen frequently in a deserted village. Ancient houses are haunted, children go missing, and people are filled with resentments... The righteous Taoist priests carry peach wood swords and Bagua mirrors down the mountain, following clues to find out the truth. Unexpectedly, behind every mystery, there is a conspiracy and obsession that spans thousands of years. He uses Taoism to destroy evil spirits, solves riddles with wisdom, flies between the Yin and Yang worlds, writes a demon-subduing diary that records strange things in the world, and uncovers the dark secrets that have been sealed in the dust.

Strangeness is gradually coming, and reality is facing reconstruction. The laws of physics retired, and a strange system based on "rules" became the new cornerstone of the world. College student Chen Can, like all survivors, was forced to participate in this survival game where life was the bet. Here, power does not come from muscles or machinery, but from the understanding and application of "rules" and the activation of strange cards imprinted with history and mythology. Every card is the embodiment of forbidden knowledge, and every mission is an ultimate test of the mind. Chen Can quickly realized that his knowledge of monsters could help him identify the origins and weaknesses behind the cards, but the appearance of the Hunters meant that the "rules" themselves also had fatal loopholes and malice. In this world where rules are paramount, one wrong step can lead to abyss. Chen Can must use his wisdom to see through the appearance of the rules, find a way out while dealing with hunters and other players, and even try... To rewrite the rules.

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When memory becomes a prison, how do you prove who you are?

You must be lucky to be able to travel through time, right? But why is the world coming back mysteriously revived? Li Yuan, who refused to admit that he was a non-chief, had never thought about this issue. In the evil world of five turbidities, hell is empty Xuan will not change his fault, Krypton will not change his fate If you don't have extreme measures, you will have to go to Europe and sink the boat. Flowers of seven colors, bloom them for me! ...

While visiting the graves during the Qingming Festival, I encountered someone digging the graves of my parents and finding something from the graves. The latter person asked Ye Jun to become her teacher, and from then on, Ye Jun started a different life.

Painting skin and flesh is difficult to paint bones, knowing people and their faces but not their hearts. A senior student uses his bones to look like a person and accidentally detects a bizarre murder. There is a shocking conspiracy buried in the mystery of the massacre. Shi Baiqi just wanted to know, apart from the bones, there was so much filth and sin under the skin...

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"Wu Xie received a pay-on-delivery package. The sender column said 'Zhang Qiling', but the date was 1952. There was only a courier receipt in the package, and the recipient was himself tomorrow."

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I died ten years ago. After my death, I discovered that being a ghost is much more comfortable than being a human being. Now I am the manager of a underworld canteen, earning money in exchange for Yangshou Pills. In the eyes of others, I am a stinky Taoist priest with no ambitions. I do not do business with living people, and I do not accept RMB. "What? You want credit? I'll give it to you next time? Okay, we are good brothers." "Hang yourself! Paying back debts is a matter of course, otherwise we will go to court and let the Lord of Hell judge justice." "Wait a minute, you don't want to. Fight again, let me collect the debt first, yes, you are a drowned ghost, you bastard, you won't pay for food! Pay back the money!" I don't know what the headache is for those Taoist priests, it's just a few evil ghosts, I only know that there are many ghosts who owe me money and won't pay back. It's really fun to be the creditor of those evil spirits.

"The Coffin Turns into a Ghost" is a rural fantasy story intertwined with suspense, ghosts and human nature. It starts with the strange night after the autumn harvest and tells the story of the truth about the fire that has been sealed for four years and the family entanglement between the yin and yang worlds.

Anti-trafficking, anti-domestic violence, anti-silent groups

After five years of hard training in the mountains, I once came down to practice. Yan Zhimo's soul traveled through the Tang Dynasty, and he was still thinking about how to act chivalrously and repay revenge. Until he met the scribe who called himself "Su Wuming" and the private soldier holding a spear beside him. "Lu... Lu Lingfeng?!" The teacup in his hand shattered with a sound, and he suddenly remembered that this was the world of Tang Wei - and the two people in front of him were the walking "gods of death"! Is it still too late to run now?

Ever since Li Mufeng was turned into a living dead and forced to take over the Law Enforcement Hall, the entire circle has become his performance record. This is the style of law enforcement, and something doesn't seem right. The moment the Eight Immortals Blue Butterfly possessed him, he raised his orchid finger and shouted: "Damn it! Let me come here, why don't you even put on makeup? Can you go out without makeup? Oh, little thing, it's very chic. Where is my sister's magnifying glass?" The onlookers burst into laughter on the spot. Nezha was summoned to possess him, but the remnant soul of Shen Gongbao snatched the wheat: "The prejudice in people's hearts is a big mountain!" Li Mufeng cried while beating with his head and six arms: "Brother Bao, stop reading the lines! Nezha's Samadhi is really going to burn my crotch!"

My grandfather is a paper maker, but he never let me learn this craft until I secretly learned it, and strange things happened frequently! As a last resort, my grandfather asked the master to come out, but everything that happened later changed my life completely...

Wandering into the mist and traveling through the barbaric era, surrounded by strange monsters and witches, he fell in love with several beauties. In this environment where wild beasts abound, what is more terrifying than the beasts is the human heart.

In order to investigate the truth behind my mother's tragic death, I determined to become a forensic doctor, but I was told by my distant uncle who returned home in fine clothes that the murderer might not be human. I told my uncle, I will take revenge on him whether he is a human or a ghost! The uncle said yes, then follow him and become a grave mover.

: My name is Li Long, and I work part-time in a shopping mall where people are dying. On my first day at work, I heard someone crying in the shopping mall. Every night, I would encounter supernatural events, and even saw a security guard who had died long ago. Until one day, I saw a person who looked exactly like me...

Bai Fumei who disappeared mysteriously, the philanthropist who deliberately concealed the truth, the assistant who behaved strangely, and the strange manor, what kind of secrets are hidden?

Because of an unintentional act when he was young and frivolous, Shen Yi indirectly killed someone, so he decided to give up his artistic career and become a portraitist to fight crime. In partnership with criminal policeman Du Cheng, an important unresolved case was solved, and the two gradually got closer to the truth in the process of eliminating the estrangement. Shen Yi uses his paintbrush to turn into a sharp blade that cuts through the darkness. In the process of bringing salvation to others, Shen Yi is also reaping his own salvation.

You are transported to a strange world and forced to participate in a horrific game that you must complete every week to survive. Fortunately, you may find that you are able to see hidden hints of the system that are invisible to ordinary people. Relying on this unique plug-in, you can always find unexpected vitality in a certain death situation. As long as I look fast enough, the horror can't catch up with me. Just as you pass the levels again and again, is there a deeper secret behind this game?

The protagonist was born with yin and yang eyes, and finally found out that his destiny was against his parents, and he sought to change his destiny...

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The grandmother turns into a zombie and seeks her life, and is haunted by the curse of the Nanyang head-dropping technique. A boy from a fishing village, driven by fate, leaves his hometown, slays the ghosts of zombies, gets acquainted with monsters, explores thousand-year-old tombs, travels around the world, and becomes an adventure story of an Onmyoji. Jin Kexie, water nourishes the soul, and is burdened with the fate of being cursed by the head-dropping technique. Let's see how he breaks the situation.

I was just a poor person who had lost both my parents and couldn't go to college after graduating from high school, so I went out to find a job. I never thought that just looking for a job would kill me!

Six hundred years ago, a group of people came to Linxu Mountain to open up wasteland and build a village, creating a paradise. Six hundred years later, a strange experience of the young boy Shi Guang revealed a shocking secret that has been guarded for dozens of generations.

I, Lin Wanli, a gifted dream builder, took over the sky-high price commission from the richest woman in N City in order to cure my childhood illness, Jiang Nian. As the commission progressed, I discovered that it was not that simple. Killings in dreams, conspiracies in reality, and perverted murderers in N City. When everything is connected, when reality and dreams are intertwined, we are already in it, and we have nowhere to escape! ! !