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I inherited my great-aunt's old house, and the will specifically emphasized in red pen: "Never open the basement." The first night I moved in, I heard nails scraping against wood in my dream. Until I discovered that the whole house had no basement at all-- What is hidden in that door sealed by cement? To this day, the same scratching sound as in my dream came from the door...

In the 60th century, fog locked England, and the mobile steel city hid bloody secrets. Detective Elaine investigates the serial rose murder case. The white rose brand on the deceased's left wrist and the black mud at the bottom of the Thames River all point to the orphanage that burned down fifteen years ago. Samuel, the gentle adoptive brother she relies on, always follows her like a shadow in the fog, and the same rose scar on the back of her neck hides the shadow. When the whisper of "perfect container" spreads in the fog, she will eventually discover that the most affectionate guardian is the poisonous cage, and she is the "only rose" he has been obsessed with all his life.

The undercurrent of Chang'an during Tianbao's three years was turbulent. When Liu Yiyi, the secretary of the Shanggong Bureau, was restoring the Dunhuang fragments, he discovered that the score of "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes" contained a hidden Turkic blood letter - the murderous intention of "Jianfu Temple bell tower, three o'clock in the morning" was smeared on the valerian lotus pattern with polygonum blue dye. From the rosewood box that the Persian businessman stuffed into her before her death, the gilt lion's eye gear counter-rotated and popped out half of a side-mounted lotus jade, which fit perfectly with the pattern of her skirt, dragging her into the vortex of conspiracy to overthrow the Tang Dynasty. Li Jin, the assistant defense officer of Jinwu Guards, regarded him as an enemy. Where the sword pointed, the silver needle nail column showed the Uighur inscription "Tian Shu". From confrontation to joining forces, the two men peeled off the cocoon in the sour atmosphere of Hu Shangfang in the West City: the Sogdian account book used the palindrome poem "Xuanji Picture" to reorganize the deployment of troops, and the Persian carpet covered up gunpowder and sulfur; the AR glass lamp array floating in the sky on the night of the Yuan Dynasty turned out to be a deadly weapon for screening intelligence agents. Liu Yiyi tore off her skirt and used the Valerian Star Diagram to meet the wine to develop the coordinates of the Turkic defenses; Li Jin dismantled the hairpin gears and pried open the copper lock of Yeting to reveal the truth about the transfer. From hiding poisons in the kiss of an owl in Hanyuan Palace to stealing secrets from the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma in Jianfu Temple, the rhythm of Tang poems, patterns and codes, and the codes of artifacts all turned into sharp blades that pierced the night of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. When the jade huangs are combined, the mystery of the "bloodline of the saint" emerges: the lotus pattern imprints not only the bloodline of the daughter of the priest of the Holy Fire Cult, but also the lost civilization fire of the clan of the Tang Dynasty. The fragments of the blood book falling in the flames, "The pattern hidden in the sky will never be destroyed", finally rekindled the spark in the cloud pattern intangible cultural heritage gene bank - power crushes all things, but civilization is immortal in the patterns of artifacts.

Wan Mie was unconscious when he woke up, so he was pulled into the dungeon and stimulated. Sometimes it's me, sometimes it's her, and it's even particularly unlucky. Until the Forbidden Monument targeted him, he went crazy and wanted to live at the same time. After finally finding a job, I was fired. I had no time to defend myself and was pulled into the world of S-level dungeons. The principal deliberately targeted the child and still wanted to coax the child? I thought I was a normal person until I was marked as a resurrected person. Everything is different.

In a large accident, there were one casualty, and I was the only one who died.

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He always knew that he always lost his memory at key points. The metal dice with the number "four" engraved on his waist was his only connection with the past. From the judgment of the gods at the Bloody Banquet to the rules killing game in the mirror corridor. These fragments hide the secret of the "Time Enforcer" and also lock the truth about his repeated reincarnations: someone is deliberately erasing his memory, and the hidden space behind the statue, his other self in the mirror, and the blurred boy's face on a rainy night are all clues to the lies. When the dice resonated, the wrinkles of time began to unwind - he finally saw clearly the unknown past hidden in the forgotten past. ... This time I will not cowardly return to the beginning of everything, I will choose to live and die with you

Lu Mian transformed into a poor female college student without a father or mother, and started her campus life again. But soon, Lu Mian discovered that the world was particularly superstitious. They say that the roommate who crawls around in the middle of the night is a ghost, the white dress that sways in the wind is a ghost, the hair in the shower is a ghost, the talking doll is a ghost... After two days of observation, Lu Mian, a staunch materialist, sent his roommate to a mental hospital, threw the white dress into the trash can, burned his hair to ashes, and unplugged the doll's battery. What the hell, believe in science! ... Hanged Ghost: My tongue is so long, she uses it as a rope to hang things. It's so disrespectful! Stand-in: I worked so hard to blend in with humans, but she sent me to a mental hospital, so she got sick! Drowned Ghost: I have been growing my hair for a long time, but she burned it on me. What a bully!

I, a Buddhist college graduate, was forced to take over a Guanyin temple that was about to close down. In order to hit the KPI, I broadcast live to attract pilgrims, but accidentally used the evil magic weapon passed down by the ancestor to awaken a strange lord who had been sealed for thousands of years. He knocked on my door every night and forced me to make a contract with him. From then on, I held rosary beads in my left hand and formed mudra in my right hand. During the day, I was the master of the temple and at night, I was the concubine. Until the underworld rioted and the city was besieged by all kinds of enemies, he stood on the top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. Smiling lightly at me: "Madam, when you've had enough fun, it's time to go home and take charge of life and death."

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All fear comes from the unknown. What you see with your own eyes is not real. Are you ready to open the door to horror? This is my first time writing a suspense novel. Please bear with me. Inspired by NetEase's game-Identity V. If you have played it you must be familiar with it. A private detective received an investigation commission. Came to an old manor. A series of horror stories happened. This is a war between escapees and butchers. Are you sure you want to continue watching?

Behind the red iron gate of Xiangyang Community in the county, there are two old things that have been entangled for fifteen years: Chunlian's husband Aqiang is a "murderer", Li Mei's ex-husband died at the hands of Aqiang, and the two women who were labeled "widows" by fate should have been enemies, but in a book... From a broken diary and a rusty iron box, the hidden truth was uncovered - Aqiang's knife was aimed at the evil man who had harmed his wife and daughter; his derailment and embezzlement of public funds concealed his guilt for his original family, as well as his confused greed for a new life. When the stains on the threatening letters, the red pen annotations in the account books, and even an old diary that glowed with silver began to "speak" for the deceased, Chunlian took her daughter Xiao Min, Li Mei carried her unspoken grievances, and even the "murderer" Dongzi who was hired back then became a puzzle piece to uncover the truth. What they are looking for is never a perfect hero, but a complicated ordinary person - he is like a mountain when he protects his family, and like a child when he makes mistakes. He carries everything in the stupidest way, but makes the living people live in hatred and longing for half their lives. This is not a story about revenge, but a story about two widows with their own expectations, picking up the truth in the dust and planting hope in the cracks: hoping that the dead can rest in peace, hoping that the living can be relieved, and hoping that those waists bent by labels can finally stand upright in the sun - it turns out that the heaviest hope is never "good days", but the sincerity of "being seen" and the courage to "move forward".

Our affairs were not over yet. On the way back to Yinshan Mountain, a group of us entered Aldari Mountain and discovered the mysterious ruins of the lost ancient city of Aldari, as well as a mysterious army at the end of the Warring States Period. What did they do in the Yinshan Mountains? So who is the owner of the ancient tomb of the Warring States Period? (The heroine's tomb robbing adventure experience and the different underground weird worlds in this book, let's take a look together!)

Misty events appeared one after another, and some supernatural phenomena frequently appeared. Three years ago, due to an accident defined by the outside world, everyone in the Wen family except Wen Ci died mysteriously. After Wen Ci inherited the sky-high price of the family property, he began to investigate the tragedy of the Wen family's annihilation. On the way, he met Xiao Heyi. During the in-depth investigation, he encountered various events that could not be explained by science.

In this era, the most precious commodity is the fragment of your soul. In the future city of New Edo Castle, memories have become the ultimate commodity that can be bought and sold. Quinto was once the top "memory dealer", wandering in gray areas, selling the flashes of other people's lives, but adhering to the principle of not touching his own bottom line. A seemingly ordinary mission turned out to be a carefully laid trap. When he steals the warm memory that does not belong to the target from his mind, the identities of hunter and prey are instantly reversed. The memory guardian's armored vehicle, the betrayal of his partner, and the bad news that his daughter was kidnapped forced him into a desperate situation. The real danger came from the forbidden memory that he thought had been destroyed long ago - the "Silver Flame". It was like a living code, awakening, taking root, and sprouting in his mind, forcibly injecting missions and emotions that did not belong to him into his consciousness. Now, he must flee. Behind him are the memory police who are pursuing him, and in his mind is a revolutionary program trying to assimilate him. He must search. Looking for the coordinates hidden deep among the stars, looking for the truth of all these conspiracies. He must choose. Make the final deal between saving your daughter and saving the "self" defined by the memory of the "Silver Flame". When memory itself becomes a cage and a weapon, who can still tell which piece of thought truly belongs to them?

Introduction In the early morning, the lights of Shen's Building looked like ghost eyes. I - the former social worker, the current mobile phone, with diamonds on the back, black screen on the front, 23% battery, only 22 hours and 58 minutes left. Shen Yan, crazily criticizing the boss, said in a low voice: "If you dare to lose 1% again, I will throw you into the money shredder." I held my breath-no, the electricity. Because the next second, he might kiss me or throw me. And all I want is three words: I love you. Otherwise, I will always be a brick and he will lose me forever.

As the sole night watchman of the mysterious ancient building "Guiling Tower", Shen Jin has accumulated influence in the modern city through live broadcast adventures. On the surface, he is a "stand-in" who came to power through luck, but in fact he is the "Allah" bound to the forbidden existence (Cang Yue) in the building. The main plot revolves around Shen Jin gradually uncovering the mystery of his life experience, the truth about Guiling Tower, and the secret of Cang Yue's imprisonment. He used his special ability to "modify the rules" to deal with multiple forces such as the psychic family, the official supernatural organization, and the resurrected ancient evil spirit. He gradually grew from a lonely night watchman to the sole master of reshaping the order of Yin and Yang. In the process, he established a profound bond with Cang Yue that transcended hosts and taboos.

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Unlimited streaming\u002F Micro fear\u002F No CP, no ambiguity\u002F Mainly fishing in troubled waters Song Zhinan is an ordinary fresh graduate. For a moment, I was careless and filled in the Marxist direction of ideological and political education in college. Pit! Sinkhole! Unexpectedly, I couldn't find a job. Before she died of poverty and starvation, she chose... To be an NPC in a horror game. Life is not easy, Sister Nan sighed. Lighting a cigarette and melancholy: "Suppose life has given you a slap in the face." "Then you have to remember to charge some money for hiding." "After all, it's not easy for you to be a coward." ---- Key points: Write which sentence you dreamed of. There is no main task. Just rely on the operations of various bosses and then try to figure out what to do. Be careful not to value or over-interpret. Newbie, new book, please give me three chapters to show my strength! The writing is slippery and I apologize!

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[Rule Ghost Talk + Live Broadcast + No CP + Strong Female] Liu Xingyu, a late-night party member, accidentally broke into a horror live broadcast and was directly bound to the identity of the host of Ghost Talk World. What a nightmare start? No, it's her hunting moment! Her husband's eyes turned green, his son smiled with a knife hidden in his face, and there was a strange noise in the children's room late at night... When he first met his son, his back felt cold. Later, when he picked up his son's neck with one hand, Liu Xingyu said with an expressionless face: "It caused me to live broadcast." Crazy criticizing beauty online rebel audience: The anchor is so brave! I dare not enter this haunted house! Audience: Damn it! The anchor tricked the ghost into lameness? Warning: If the number of hearts in the live broadcast room is less than 1,000, the anchor will lose the rule protection! Audiences, hurry up and give the host... Buff..."Bang-bang-bang-" [Congratulations on entering the world of ghost stories. ][Please stay awake at all times. ][Copy 1: A "happy" family. ]Strange husband, vicious mother-in-law, non-existent daughter... Star Language: Have you ever seen a half-rat, half-human person? [Copy 2: Hush! Don't violate taboos. ] Terrifying rumors, superstitious villagers, ever-changing lanterns... Star Language: What? Is "is" also a forbidden word? Forget it. [Copy 3: The bus that "can't get off". ]A bus with no doors and no end point, driving on the road... Xingyu: Did I agree? Just dare to connect to me! ...

Through the thrilling twelve hours, this novel shows the undercurrents of Nanjing before 1937, as well as the individual choices and perseverance in the torrent of the times. Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

Traveling back in time to become an ancient secret agent, Yu Furong relied on her superb disguise skills to turn the wealthy circle of the capital into her own fish pond. She is the cold-faced female detective, she is the delicate courtesan, she is the romantic young man, and even the inconspicuous Princess Yongning in the palace... Is also her. General Zhenbei loved her softness, the Prime Minister praised her talent, and Prince An was obsessed with her uninhibitedness. They each thought they had a unique treasure, until a palace banquet, three glasses of wine were served to the "different" her at the same time. Jade Furong held the wine glass and chuckled: "You three, have you made an appointment to come together to destroy my stage?" The general's eyes darkened: "How many other sides of you do I have not seen?" Her eyes were wandering, and she leaned over and breathed softly into his ear: "General, you want to know? Then you have to line up first."

Shen Zhao, the chief medical examiner of the Qingjiang Municipal Public Security Bureau, will always remember that rainy night - under the shadowless light of the morgue, the contradiction between the antidepressants remaining in the stomach of the female white-collar worker and the lack of poisoning on the body surface was like a crack, and the serial number of her husband Cheng Ye's gun was exactly the same as the bullet casing of the forensic doctor's father who "suicided" three years ago. When the second female lawyer participating in the "Qingjiang Talent Project" "fell to death" in the same strange way, Shen Zhao discovered that the blue fluorescent powder remaining on the deceased's right hand came from the ancient book restoration room of the city library. "They did not commit suicide, the system killed them." Shen Zhao's investigation revealed the criminal network of the pharmaceutical giant "Adecon": tampering with antidepressant batch numbers to implant neurotoxins, using women's menstrual cycles to increase the lethality rate, and even spreading through breast milk purchasing channels. As the investigation deepened, Cheng Ye's daughter's blood sample tested positive for toxin antibodies, and Shen Zhao's sister was kidnapped. The kidnapper's vehicle was clearly printed with the transportation logo of the pharmaceutical group. The pair, who had quarreled over an unsolved case three years ago, reunited to expose a shocking scam on the top floor of the group in a heavy rain: all "perfect suicides" were carefully designed secret room murders. Records of toxicology experiments involving the deputy mayor's wife were exposed, and the antibodies detected in Cheng Ye's daughter pointed to the systematic elimination plan for women in the workplace starting from a deeper power vortex. When Shen Zhao spliced ​​the toxicology manuscript left behind by his father with the remaining pages of the restored ancient book "Resolution of Wrongs", the truth was as painful as burn marks - the women who were swallowed by the system had already solidified into phosphorus fire against the darkness in the layers of specimen bottles.

Luoshui is full of water, the ink is fragrant, and Yanchuan is a country founded on literature, but there are always shadows hidden in the texture of the ink and the folds of the river. Shen Yanci is the chief case prosecutor who comes from a family that makes inkstones. His ancestral inkstones can identify counterfeit ink and read people's hearts. He is famous for his "Theft of Thousand Inkstone Pavilion". Su Qingyuan is a female prosecutor who breaks the shackles of gender. She can identify poisons with a silver needle in her bag and reveal the truth under a scalpel. She is the sharpest "blade" in the case. When a poisoned counterfeit inkstone appears, the owner of Mo Xiangzhai is killed violently in the accounting office. This seemingly ordinary murder actually involves a smuggling network across the waterway, a secret connection between the poisonous drugs in the Western Regions and the Mohist organization. Therefore, Jiang Du, the patrol leader who is proficient in waterway tracking, Wen Zhixia, a document with a photographic memory, Lu Qingyan, a descendant of the Mohist family who is skillful in breaking through agencies, and Xie Linzhou, a caravan leader who is familiar with foreign intelligence, the five responded to the call and formed an investigative alliance with Shen and Su. From the mud hanging on the shipboard at Luoshui Pier to the blood jade fragments deep in the secret passage; from the flaws in the writing of forged documents to the exotic scent of benzoin, clues are like ink dripping into the water, creating layers of confusion on the territory of Yanchuan Kingdom. Using texts as a guide and utensils as evidence, they wandered between the elegance of pen and ink and the shadows of swords and swords. What they uncovered was not only the truth of each murder case, but also the desire for power, greed and redemption hidden under the appearance of the "prosperity of civilized times". Seven people work together, with the inkstone as a mirror and the river as evidence. Let's see how this square-inch desk can break through the confusion in the world and restore clarity to the world.

[Suspense + Real and Fake Daughter + Group Favorite + Prediction of Murder + Golden Finger] Song Yin has never slept well since her car accident, and she always dreams of all kinds of bizarre murder scenes. Song Yin thought for a long time and told her family that her brother was about to die. Then the adopted daughter said something like "mental illness is terrible", and her family quickly broke up with her and kicked her out of the house. Song Yin: ... If you break off the relationship, break off the relationship. She has a golden finger and can get rich by relying on the bounty offered by the police! Unexpectedly, the golden finger had side effects. The next second, she teleported to the crime scene. She was given sleeping pills and lay in a daze on the hospital bed. The dank male doctor next to her had a dangerous look and slowly walked towards her with white gloves... * Some masters said that the Song family's biological daughter was a disaster, and she had to adopt another daughter to make things smooth. After they believed it, they gave birth to a son and their family became a wealthy family. Therefore, after Song Yin was suspected of suffering from mental illness, they couldn't wait to drive her out of the house. But they didn't expect that the "disaster" they didn't want to see turned out to be the favorite of the police station! Captain Jiang, who was from a noble family and was beyond their reach, was even more precious to Song Yin...

In a snow-covered northern border town, a series of disappearances occurred seven years ago, but the police failed to solve the case. Seven years later, a missing person "returned", but it was as if he had been erased from time - no memory, no identity, no shadow. Psychology expert Lin Zhihui was invited to investigate, but received a mysterious recording on the night of arrival: "Don't trust anyone, including yourself." As the investigation deepened, Lin Zhihui discovered that all the missing persons had participated in a secret experiment called "Project Zero." And she herself may be the final product of the experiment. On the boundary between truth and illusion, she must find the source of the "zero echo"-- Otherwise, what disappears next time will be her own "existence".

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The bizarre incident of a working girl

A nineteen-year-old girl who cannot see ghosts is about to enter a world full of ghosts because of ghost candles. Where should she go... The ghost candle hated by the underworld actually chose a human being as its agent. He devoted all his efforts to eliminate Guizhu, but finally reached a subtle superior-subordinate relationship. This human seems to be a new breakthrough for the underworld to eliminate Guizhu. "If you can't beat me, just run away~" Qisi said. Lan Mo held the candlestick in his hand and called softly: "Mr. He, give me one last ride."

I woke up from the eternal nothingness, my name and past were erased, like a piece of pure white paper. The system banished our group of lost souls to a group of people named \

She treated his amnesia, but found that she too began to forget. When the doctor becomes the patient, the truth is just another layer of lies in the cage of memory.

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Luo Yechu was the third daughter of Superintendent Luo's family. She was specially invited to attend Nanwan College, the best police academy in this city (the capital of City A), during her freshman year. Luo Yechu is good at reasoning (psychology, practical crime techniques), his roommate Su Yushuang is good at anatomy, Yu Ying is good at chemistry (such as extracting DNA, on-site fingerprints, footprints, hair, etc.) And his roommate Nan Nan (niece of the college principal) is good at ** (like hackers, etc., Who can obtain information from the police and steal information from the police) The four of them have repeatedly solved major cases in the city, but they are targeted by the young master of the Si family, who is also a member of the police superintendent's family...

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I think about it every day, I dream about it at night, and the dream begins and ends.

The altered memories will be hidden in Room No. 8

The style is characterized by revealing the relationship between humans and ghosts through bizarre cases and depicting the protagonist's emotional struggle and growth and transformation under extreme circumstances. It is both thriller and drama. ?

Elder Qingfeng Taoist took in two apprentices when he was old, one was extremely smart and the other was stupid. Lu Hua used to often wonder why her junior brother was so stupid. She learned it after the master taught her once, but he only knew the basics after practicing every day. When Lu Huaqing grew up, she thought that her younger brother would be responsible for her beauty, while she would be responsible for killing people. When Lu Hua turned eighteen that year, the old Taoist allowed her to take her junior brother out of the mountain. After coming out of the mountain, she encountered many strange things and ghosts, and it seemed that someone was deliberately controlling them. Lu Hua was confused, what exactly did they want to do? Following Lu Hua's in-depth investigation, she discovered that they belonged to the Guihu Society, but they believed in the God of Oracle. Isn't this contradictory... People from the Guihu Society collect resentments and stir up trouble in the human world. ? And their ultimate purpose of doing all this is to open the taboo door, let "filth" come to the world, and let [Him] eliminate sin. Lu Hua led the friends she made through five levels and killed six generals. "Dirty" No. 1: Wow, this woman's beating hurt me so much. Let's use someone else to bully her. "Dirty" No. 2: Brother, I think the pretty boy next to her is pretty good. Jing Yuan, who was still crying, suddenly became gloomy and scary, "Congratulations, you made a withdrawal."

The thunder calamity shattered the blue clouds, and Mahayana monk Lin Qingxuan's journey to overcome the calamity came to an abrupt end. A wisp of remnant soul wrapped in Qingxuan Sect's mysterious jade pendant, fell from the rift in time and space, and was finally reborn in the mortal world of Blue Star. ? She didn't know where she was, but she felt that the warmth of the jade pendant contained the secret words of "mysterious crystal fragments" - the glimmer of light scattered in the treacherous realm of the world was the only hope for rebuilding the passage to the Qingyun Realm. So she traveled all over the world: from picking up grass to quell evil spirits in the Gu fog in western Hunan, to deciphering hieroglyphics beside the Egyptian pyramids; from resisting the whispers of the old gods in the deep sea of ​​Cthulhu, to breaking the illusion of fox monsters under the moon in a shrine. You can disguise yourself as a witch or maid and hide among NPCs, or you can use your soul as a blade to cut a bloody path in the monster tide. ? What about the deduction of copy points? Her admirers offered her money and power, and her followers offered to be queens. She responded coldly, and only asked for things that would help her find crystals. The faint light of Xuan Jing gradually gathered in the palm of her hand, and the returning wind seemed to have blown by her ears, but she was still walking alone in the strange land, with only the broken Qingyun hometown in her eyes - that was the root she wanted to find across time and space. ?

The evil heroine with full sex skills x the guardian spirit hero who is full of resentment but keeps all his tenderness for her - In my previous life, I removed his ventilator, but in this life, he has become my number one brother. After Jiang Wan was reborn, he was bound to the underworld merit system and started with a debt of -999. The live broadcast task was actually to try sleeping in a haunted house and exorcise ghosts online. She was cowardly and had no sense of moral integrity. She held the water pipe and shouted to the female ghost in red: "Sisters, let's talk about KPI? I will give you half of the merit, and you will be reincarnated as the second generation of rich people in your next life!" Everyone thought that she would be torn apart by the evil ghost sooner or later. Until she was in danger, a figure tore through the darkness, and the evil spirit condensed into a spear to protect her behind her. The fiancé Shen Moyan who was killed by her own hands turned into the strongest King of Hell and became the silent patron saint of her live broadcast room!

Wuyin Town in Kunzhou has been shrouded in "soul-haunting fog" for three hundred years. Everyone in the town knows that there are "rules" hidden in the fog. Those who break the rules will either go crazy or melt into the fog, leaving no bones or dregs behind. Twenty years ago, Su Man, the music teacher of Wanghai Building, was said to be someone who knew the "rules of breaking the fog". Her string of pearls could count the "shadows" in the fog. But overnight, no one was there, the chain was broken, and there was a memorial tablet in the building that read "Su Man, the Fog Keeper." Twenty years later, Su Qing came back holding her father's ashes. There was half a string of pearls mixed in the urn, and a piece of yellowed paper with Suman's handwriting: "Qijie of Wuyin Town, if you can't remember it, don't come to Wanghai Tower to find me." As soon as she entered the town, she saw a new notice posted on the archway, the ink stains flowing like blood: "1. When the fog turns green, don't look up at the windows of Hailou; 2. When you hear the sound of the piano, you must close your eyes when counting to the seventh note; 3. If someone hands you a pearl, look at his shadow first - Don't pick up the shadows that have no legs; 4. Don't touch the door knockers of Wanghai Tower at night, they are the teeth of "filth"; 5. If you see a woman without red shoes in the town, put a pearl in your left eye; 6. If you get lost in the fog, follow the cat, but when the cat turns back, you have to kowtow to it three times; 7. Don't believe in Article 6. " But Su Qing's left eye began to ooze pus as early as the way here. She always saw her father's face floating in the fog, his mouth opening and closing, saying, "Suman didn't follow the rules, she attracted the 'filth'." And from the cracks in the wall of Wanghai Tower, thin red threads were drilling out, wrapping around her ankles, as if they were counting something...

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She is cursed by her gift. Lin Wan, a former rising star of police profile, can sense other people's most secret emotions like reading their temperature. Her excessive empathy once allowed her to solve strange cases repeatedly, but it also caused her to suffer a mental breakdown during a mission and became a private detective huddled in the shadows. Until her mentor, the famous psychology professor Qin Song, with a smile of ultimate happiness, ended his life accurately in the secret room. Physical evidence points to suicide. Only Lin Wan, in that weird smile, "tasted" the pure joy of heaven - this untimely bliss made her hair stand on end more than any bloody scene. The clue points to a top psychological club called "Xinyuan". It's for the elite and promises to "optimize" all negative emotions. Lin Wan sneaked in as a client, and under the gentle hypnosis, she captured a trace of the tranquility belonging to others that was quietly "implanted" in her mind. She was shocked to realize that what "Xin Yuan" deals in is not therapy, but emotions themselves. The pain of the desperate and the anger of the struggling at the bottom... Are carefully collected, refined, and then used as luxury goods to be "pasted" into the empty souls of the rich and powerful. And her mentor, the first "perfect" donor, smiled and walked towards... The ultimate nothingness built of ultimate happiness. When Lin Wan tore away the mask of tenderness, she faced not only the cold capital that regarded people as batteries, but also her own broken nerves that could backfire at any time and drag her into an endless emotional abyss. This time, she must use her "disease" to fight against this world that steals and sells souls.

A man suddenly appears in the autopsy room again, involved in the unsolved case twenty years ago. There is blood hidden in the haze, and the thought of revenge swallows the light. Police officer Li Jinyu smells a hidden murderous intention. Uncovering the truth requires bearing a certain price. What is more important than investigating the mystery is to prevent the tragedy from happening. Kishida's haze will eventually dissipate

No background? Little transparent? Look how I survived to the end and counterattacked and slapped you in the face

In your world, you can be yourself, a daughter, a mother, a worker, whoever you want to be. In my world, I only have one identity.