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The rainy season in Jiangcheng always carries a lingering musty smell. At 11:30 p. M., There wasn't even a ghost in the Qingshiban Alley in the old city. Only the signboard of "Shen Yuan Old Articles Restoration Shop" was crumbling in the wind and rain, revealing a dim light. Lu Chen was sitting in front of the workbench, holding a pair of extremely fine tweezers in his hand and carefully picking up a rusty gear. He wore a loose black shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms, revealing pale, bony hands. His eyes were so focused that they were almost indifferent, as if nothing in the world could distract him except the objects in his hands. "Dingling bell--" The brass wind chime hanging on the door rang suddenly. Lu Chen's hand paused slightly, and the gear fell on the table with a clatter. He didn't look up and just said calmly: "The store is closed. Please be early tomorrow to fix things." There were no footsteps outside the door, only a cold wind mixed with the smell of rain rushed in, causing the lamp on the workbench to flicker twice. "I don't repair things..." A hoarse voice sounded like sandpaper, with a creepy hollow feeling, "I'll... Pick it up." Lu Chen finally raised his head.

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The Yellow River is a hundred miles long and gloomy, and Backwater Bay is a notoriously dangerous place. The three iron rules of corpse hunting handed down from our ancestors are the rules of survival that countless ancestors have sacrificed their lives for. I thought I could live a safe life by abiding by the rules, until the young man's body standing upright in the turbid waves broke into my sight. An exception was made to fish out corpses, which aroused resentful spirits and disturbed the seal. The river evil spirit that had been sleeping for thousands of years broke through its confinement, and the entire Yellow River waters were in danger of extinction. It turns out that the Lin family's search for corpses is just a facade, and guarding the coffin for thousands of years is the destiny engraved in the blood. Broken locks, ancient coffins, evil spirits, old grudges, reincarnation... A series of secrets have surfaced. In order to protect the people along the coast, I burned my essence, blood and longevity to refining the evil-suppressing formation; in order to fulfill my century-old obsession, I unlocked the soul-locking mark and sent the resentful souls into reincarnation. The turbid water is turbulent and full of strange things. A pole for catching corpses can transport the souls of the dead, suppress evil spirits, and guard ancient coffins. Born in the Yellow River, died in the Yellow River, this life is a corpse fisher, protecting the peace of one place forever.

On day seven of my sister's stay in the ICU, I started hearing knocks on the door in the middle of the night. At first, I thought it was a hallucination. Until I saw her critical illness notice, which was crookedly changed into a number: "three catties and two taels." I followed the clues and walked into a crack in the real world - a "ghost city" that only appeared after midnight. Here, every rule is fatal: "When you buy something, don't ask where it came from." "Don't look back when you hear someone call you by your real name." "Don't go near stalls with white lanterns after sunset." I used the price of "forgetting my sister's face" to get a life-threatening resurrecting plant from an old stall owner. But as soon as I stepped out of the ghost market, I received an invitation to the next scene. The sender is my grandfather who has been dead for ten years. I suddenly understood something: those invisible rules were never meant to protect us.

[Suspense + Chinese horror + folklore] [Traditional supernatural + main line + branch line] Liu Nianan! ! ! A voice is calling, Don't forget the family feud! More than a hundred years ago, your great-aunt was used as a human sacrifice, tied into a hydrochloric acid tank and burned alive. Just to help a cult leader named Huang Chandao become an immortal. ... [To himself]: Do you want me to avenge the revenge of a hundred years ago? You don't have to take revenge, but you have to bear the blame for the family's decline. If you want to remain poor and miserable, then be an ostrich with your head buried in the soil! [Please note that the ghost immortals in this book are not fighting immortals. They are pollution and interference at the spiritual level. The physical combat power of the protagonist will not be greatly improved, but only the resistance of the san value will be increased. Readers, please avoid the trap in time]

Jiang Shu, head of the Crime Unit, solves cases like a god and interrogates like a knife. He is a legend of the police force and the Abyss itself. Shen Tingyu, a psychological portrait expert from the provincial department, was ordered to assist. She believed that every criminal has a formula to follow. But she is about to face a person who cannot be painted-- He is both a hunter and a prey; he is both a law enforcer and a planner. When all the clues point to one answer, when all the testimonies point to the same person-- Can you still trust your own judgment?

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Fictional ghost story.

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All people who encounter fatal accidents in reality will be pulled into a strange dimension called "Abyss Casino" at the moment of death. This place is not bound by conventional physical laws, and a group of "dealers" wearing bird skull masks preside over the life-and-death gambling game. Participants must compete in games of strange rules and wits with souls as chips. The only winner will be qualified to "usurp the old gods" and return to the world.

When the world is swallowed up by rules, the only legitimate violence is to tamper with the rules themselves. Lin Yan never thought that the last subway train would become a one-way ticket to hell. Paper flight attendants check tickets, and those who don't have tickets use their limbs to make up for the tickets; the dining cart pushers share the food, and those who refuse are reduced to food on the plate. Every notice in the carriage is a death trap, and every seat contains the last words of the previous passengers. But Lin Yan saw them - the hidden rules suspended behind the blood words. What's even more fatal is that the defective mechanical watch on his wrist that he bought from the antique market can actually use blood as ink and life as pen to tamper with a single word in the rules. \

Ji Shuo, who was born as the eldest brother, chose to resist amid endless torture, until he escaped after donating bone marrow in exchange for a thousand pieces of pocket money. I thought I could escape the sea of ​​suffering and start a new life, but unexpectedly, on my ordinary way to work, I accidentally fell into an unpredictable death game. And at the end of every life-and-death game, you can redeem an exclusive maternal love amulet.

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The monster doesn't chase you, it remembers you. An unknown creature that does not have physical attack capabilities, but has a terrifying characteristic: once\

When Ji Xun woke up, he found that he did not recognize this body. The attending doctor told him that five memories of the deceased were implanted in his body. Five people, five ways of death, all classified as accidents - but their memories appearing in one person at the same time cannot be a coincidence. What's even weirder is that there is a note in his pocket in his own handwriting: "Don't trust anyone, including you now." The police came to the door: the five deceased people did not know each other, but forensic examination showed that they were killed by the same person. The murderer possesses extraordinary calmness and wisdom, and all the evidence points in the same direction: The murderer is in Ji Xun's body. In order to clear the suspicion and find himself, Ji Xun must enter the memory of the deceased and piece together the truth from the broken pictures. But he soon discovered that in addition to the five foreign memories, there was also a sixth consciousness hidden in his body - a "Sixth Person" with no emotions and only logic. And that consciousness was awakening in his body. Memory lies. The body will betray. But the truth never goes away-it's always in your head, waiting for you to open it.

Life gives you strength, hatred gives you direction, tragedy gives you destiny

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Seventeen-year-old Lin Wen sees the world differently from others. What others saw were classmates, but what he saw was a monster in human skin. What others see is a shadow, what he sees is an abyss that chooses people and devours them. Binhai No. 3 Middle School seems calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent. Whenever night falls, those things called "Yuan Shou" will crawl out of the shadows, hunt, parasitize, and disguise themselves as humans. Lin Wen just wanted to live a low-key life, until Yuan Chong set his sights on his new deskmate, Yu Hong. The girl who always sits quietly in the corner, unable to see the monster, is closer to the abyss than anyone else. "Don't look back, and don't take the dark road." This was a warning he gave her, and it was also a sentence for his fate.

The human soul has a specific frequency. When your unique frequency resonates with someone who has died... Weird, it happened.

Don't go out after dark. This is not the title of the book, it is the rule. A rule passed down from the older generation - don't run outside when the sun sets. But how many people in your grandfather's generation were obedient? There was a scar on his left knee. He said it was

The day my grandfather died, he left Dusk a pipe that he never left but never lit. At dusk, the railroad tracks extended from the wall of the old house, and a train that was not of this world stopped outside the wall. Only when he boarded the train did he truly see what the world looked like - the rules were broken, the planes were reversed, and pollution spread across countless worlds. Every mission is a terrifying journey into the unknown, and every gift pushes him to the edge of inhumanity. And the clues left by grandpa point to a terminal station that even the train itself doesn't want to mention. Huang Huang knew that sooner or later he would embark on that road - just like his grandfather did back then.

Not for the faint of heart! ! ! Not for the faint of heart! ! ! A supernatural world stagnated in the Republic of China... Weird Taoism, false gods and Buddhas, this world is full of evil!

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In my rebirth, I only save my wife in a strange world

The spiritual veins of heaven and earth burst, the barrier between the mortal world and the Yin Ruins was damaged, and evil spirits sneaked into the world through the cracks. The Fallen Spirit Sect set up sacrificial formations everywhere in an attempt to release the Lord of the Ruins and overthrow the human world. Lin Yan, who has lived in seclusion in the mountains since childhood, went down the mountain with his ancestral ink jade after his master mysteriously disappeared, and settled in the old city to earn a living by repairing ancient books. A broken piece of black jade hides the ancient method of guarding the world. It can sense evil and purify resentment, but every time it is used, it will be haunted by the obsession of the dead soul. Occasionally involved in the late-night riot in Tongzi Tower, Lin Yan met Su Tang, a field worker of the Soul Guarding Department, and also fell in love with Lao Guai, an antique shop owner who knew countless secrets. While investigating one murderous case after another in the city, clues to the secret layout of the Fallen Spirit Sect gradually surfaced. The truth behind the disappearance of the master that year was all entangled with the conspiracy of the evil cultivator. In Chapter 10, the country Taoist priest Wang Xiaopang, who is timid and greedy and frequently overturns his drawing of talismans, joins the team and becomes a funny follower in the team, adding countless interesting fireworks on the thrilling road to exorcise evil spirits. From the sporadic evil spirits in the streets of the old city to the hidden seams in the ancient mountains and ancient lands, Lin Yan studied the ancient runes and steadily practiced from Qi-entraining step by step, moving steadily towards the peak of sealing the spirit. While solving folk customs in various places and eradicating the branch formations of the Fallen Spirit Sect, they are looking for the missing master. Together with the Soul Guard Division, Xiangshan Spirit Monsters and folk cultivators, they face the shocking plan of Xuan Yan, the leader of the Tongyou Realm, and defend the defense lines of the two realms. There are treacherous things hidden in the market place, and black jade seals the spirits. One person and one jade guard the peace and tranquility of the world.

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Introduction; My name is Lin Qian, and when you see this sentence, I am trying to win Gui Lake. Fight all over the headquarters with invincible enemies, and run away holding your head when encountering a ghost lake. Yang Wudi, can you and I weigh in on this so-called captain? Damn it, Yang Jian, you're a size 18, don't run so fast! Wait for me. Damn old Captain Priest, just wait until your wife kills you. It's too late to mourn the ghost-eyed Yang Jian. The next ones to appear are; the ghost pupil driver, the black and white ghost shadow controller, the ghost lake contractor, and the night wanderer Lin Qian. It's not a ghost coming after dark, maybe it's me.

The eldest son is nine years old and his color is clear, and the autumn water is the sacred jade and the bones. Master asked me to use my eyes to distinguish right from wrong in the world, and to judge yin and yang, good and evil. My name is Zhang Qiushui, and I have a pair of good eyes.

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Ye Mohan and Li Ming were two ordinary college students. Perhaps because they had known each other for a long time, they were bound to a system at the same time. One of them kept traveling through the world of ghost stories, while the other commanded from the sidelines. After clearing the levels, they received generous rewards. They could reach the peak of their lives or be completely wiped out in just a thought.

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In the seventeenth year of Jinghe's reign, the Beidi delegation came to Beijing, and an assassination attempt brought the old Shuangzhou case that had been dusty for ten years back to the court. Ten years ago, Pei Zhen, the Marquis of Zhenbei, was convicted of collaborating with the enemy and treason. The entire Pei family was destroyed, and the bones of 30,000 Shuangzhou troops were buried in the north. Ten years later, a new official from a poor family named Shen Zhao came to Beijing to serve as the priest of the Ministry of Rites. He is of low rank and mild-mannered, like the most inconspicuous speck of dust in the capital. But he understands the old etiquette, knows the surrounding culture, and can see the smallest flaws in the chaos. He rescued the Beidi envoy, defended the false confessions of the Ministry of Punishment, protected the witnesses of the old case, and gradually dragged the chief assistant, the prince, the Secret Service, Yushitai, and the old army in the north into the same net. No one knows that Shen Zhao's real name is Pei Chengyan, and he is the last orphan of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion. He is not a sick counselor, nor does he show pain to others. He hid his edge in etiquette, files and people's hearts, spent ten years living as a silent chess piece, and then fell into a dead end with his own hands. What he wants is not to kill one or two people to vent his hatred, but to have all those involved in the old case confess their crimes in person before the world can judge them. It's just that the deeper the investigation into the old case gets, the colder the truth becomes. The defeat of Shuangzhou was not the fault of one person, but a lie stitched together by powerful ministers, the inner court, military supplies, and imperial power. If the truth is revealed, the country will be shaken, old friends will die, and even the protagonist himself may not be able to come out of this game alive. Revenge will be complete. But after the snow is gone, no one knows whether Guihong will still be there.

Express delivery has not only expanded to rural areas, but also to the underworld, and I am a yin and yang courier! I have delivered countless express packages and encountered countless unknown events. Let me use my own personal experience to tell you a story about the death of express delivery...

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The world is covered by a cognitive filter, and the power of the old gods penetrates the world in the form of forbidden texts. Reading will make you crazy, but Lin Mo can handle it. He relies on his photographic memory and black books to turn the knowledge from ancient books into combat abilities. Every time the pollution value increases, an inch of sanity is lost. The Night Watch seals the truth in exchange for stability, while the Awakened spread forbidden books in pursuit of evolution. Neither camp is absolutely righteous. Lin Mo refused to take sides, starting from dealing with daily weird things in the library, and gradually uncovered the truth about the thousand-year sacrifice contract and the world's cage. Fighting wits to break the situation, upgrading knowledge, guarding the anchor point, on the tightrope between madness and sanity, vowing to rewrite the fate of mankind.

Introduction to "Paper Maker: Wumeng Mountain Strange Deeds" Lin Yan, who has been guarding the Inkstone and Bamboo Paper Shop in Wumeng Mountain in southern Sichuan for four generations, resigned from his job in the city and returned to his hometown just to track down his father who disappeared mysteriously thirty years ago. My father left only half of the incomplete "Bamboo Deed Book of Southern Sichuan", which scatteredly recorded the secret past events of villages in the mountains. During the continuous rainy season, the branch secretary of Kuzhu'ao Village came to the door in the rain and brought white paper embryos that appeared out of thin air one after another. The baby's cry in the bamboo forest was heard in the mountain village every night, and strange stories spread throughout the village. Retired criminal policeman Zhou Weiguo was at a loss and came to ask Lin Yan for help in detecting the anomaly using his ancestral bamboo paper craftsmanship. The Lin family's bamboo deeds are unique in pattern, and the weird workmanship of the paper tires points directly to the old woman who lives in seclusion in the back mountains. A strange incident that seemed to be caused by ghosts and gods led to an old case of abandoned babies that was deliberately buried by the whole village in the 1990s. Since then, floating corpses in water coffins and strange shadows of hanging coffins have been staged in various villages in Wumeng Mountain. Underneath each strange folklore phenomenon, they are all old crimes that were man-made. Lin Yan used a bamboo deed as a clue to connect the dusty past scattered in the mountains and fields. Following the layers of fog, he gradually got closer to the secret conspiracy that spanned decades behind his father's disappearance.

Lu Yu was diagnosed with mental illness. He always imagined that he was in the game world and was isolated in a mental hospital for eight years. A strange copy came to the world, and he was chosen to be one of the participants, starting with an A-level copy. When faced with the cruel Wei Wei, he took a knife and stabbed him directly! "Isn't it common sense to kill monsters and level up?" Facing the school beauty who was willing to chat with him, he did not hesitate to treat her as the object of his game! I vow to train him to become the top powerhouse in the strange world! ... Audience: "Others were using special props, but he just took a knife and rushed forward?" "Mental illness is mental illness, and you want to treat the school beauty as a game object?" ... Just when everyone thought he was a madman and thought he would be torn to pieces in a weird and cruel way, an incredible scene happened. It was obvious that the knife in his hand did not have any strange power fluctuations, but it easily killed one terrifying and strange monster after another. Ever since he said he wanted to develop the school beauty as a game object, the treasure drop rate in the weird dungeon has soared. Lu Yu: The school beauty I raised is becoming the master of weirdness!

An ancient version of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" has been implicated in countless old murder cases. That night of drinking in the cemetery twelve years ago and the drinking ceremony in the southern suburbs cemetery twelve years later, who would have expected that Chang Yong and the boss of the underworld, the King of Hell, would A two-sided relationship. As the curse of the ancient book became more raging and the wounds caused by the innocent souls became more miserable, Chang Yong instantly changed his role and became the agent of catching ghosts in the underworld. Speaker. Subsequently, scenes of thrilling and insane supernatural events followed one after another...

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We think we are chasing the truth, but the truth is always chasing us - it just needs the right container to be born. --Anonymous

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It was 2006 here. Long Jun had just passed the high school entrance examination and was preparing to welcome a new life. Unexpectedly, he received an admission notice by accident. This school happened to suit his taste. On the way to school, he got lucky. He lay down until the school started. He didn't wake up until the school started. After the school started, Long Jun was confused. Sun-Moon Dynasty (Empire) and the United States? Is this still Earth? Why did you come to me? How could this book eat people? Who put this head under my bed? Where did the pink toad come from? How can this toad talk? How come you find this toad a little cute after spending so much time with it?

The purple mist at the end of the world is coming, and those who inhale too much become fog ghosts, chasing after living people to get angry. Those who inhale a trace amount awaken their superpowers, but gradually lose their humanity. Let's see how ordinary white-collar Lin Mo escapes from the desperate situation.

The heroine Chang Yuyao took her classmates and friends on an adventure trip during the holidays. While exploring the ancient tomb, I met the male protagonist Mo Yuan (Su Xingchen). Chang Yuyao brought out an inconspicuous old book from the school library. This book has mysterious powers. It can reveal handwriting on its own, and it also has a map of the ancient tomb. From then on, it changed everyone's destiny...