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Basic information Name: Harry Laing Identity: The official soul ferryman wandering between the world and the underworld Appearance: Appears to be in his mid-twenties, with slightly curly silver hair, light gray glazed eyes, and a cold and distant temperament. He often wears a dark long windbreaker with dark gold spirit-traveling patterns on the cuffs, and has a faint aura of cold mist, so strangers dare not approach him. Personality: Cold on the outside but hot on the inside, taciturn, abiding by rules and having a bottom line; seemingly indifferent and indifferent to life and death, but actually soft-hearted, secretly attached to the fireworks of the world, and does not like to see souls who are too obsessed with suffering. Life background Harry Rhine was an ordinary person a hundred years ago. He was once a gentle and kind traveler. He died tragically in an accident on the ancient post road at the junction of Yin and Yang. His obsession persisted and his soul could not reincarnate. The underworld saw that he had a clean mind and strong empathy, and gave him a choice: disappear completely, or become a soul ferryman in exchange for the qualification to become immortal and travel between the two worlds. He chose the latter and has since lost his status as a mortal, trapped in eternity with no afterlife and no aging. His only mission is to extradite the lost souls stranded in the world. Abilities and Rules 1.? Can see the ghosts of the dead that are invisible to ordinary people, can talk to ghosts, and can briefly touch the spirits. ?2.? Having a walking stick (a personal token) can drive away evil spirits, appease obsessions, and open the passage to the underworld. ?3.? You cannot interfere with life and death in the world, you cannot change people's destiny at will, you can only guide the souls of the dead to let go of their obsessions and leave with peace of mind; ?4.? You are bound by the rules of the two worlds. You cannot be emotional or stay in the human world for a long time. Once you are too deeply contaminated by human emotions, your soul will begin to dissipate.

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A new author, I hope everyone will like this book: The moment darkness envelopes you, the darkness will eat you up If you see the day in the night, do not be afraid, I'll wait for you there(????????????) The night will not always exist, and the strangeness will not last forever. The night will eventually fall, but I will always wait for you Waiting for you - kill me!

Jiang Yu traveled to the horror world of Mei Zong, and at the beginning he was the son of a god created by God--Yer. Because he was idle all day long, and the earth was overrun with demons and evil spirits, he was asked to go down to the next world to save sentient beings and punish evildoers. By the way, collect more believers for yourself. The more people who believe in him, the stronger his power will be. What should I do if I have little faith and cannot be defeated? It doesn't matter, there is no shame in shaking people. Seraph angels Michael, Gabriel, etc., The seven archangels let you choose.

Gu Mu and Gu Yuanran finally defeated the devil after going through untold hardships After arriving in the Dead City, I discovered that the so-called Demon King was just a species that supported the mutants here and used evil to mass-produce them in order to attract more talents. And my sister seems to be getting weirder and weirder Is it possible that everything is a trap?

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"Urban suspense + time loop + copy cool article" I rented 302, an old building in the city, for 800 yuan. I dug out an old photo album that cannibalize people. Touching the photo, I fell into the 1937 wedding banquet, watching the bride commit suicide in an infinite loop. After escaping, I got the heaven-defying scissors that can cut time and bad luck, and I cheated all the way. But the more I use it, the more afraid I am-- The photo album is painting me, and the old building is waiting for me. I have long been its prisoner and its meal. On the last page of blank photo paper, my face slowly appeared.

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In the third year of the supernatural revival, the arrival of strange realms has become the norm. Every treacherous place has its own rules - don't look back, don't open the door, don't answer the third knock on the door. Break the rules and you will die. Follow the rules? Just live a little longer. Shen Yezhou, the night watchman at the funeral parlor, has an amber left eye and can see things that others cannot see - the rules themselves. Others narrowly escaped death in the strange realm, but he read the loopholes in the rules and calmly broke through. Others say\

Cangcheng is an old city soaked in the river. The river circulates around the city. There are countless old bones of sunken boats hidden under the water, and there is also a gloomy and resentful atmosphere that cannot be dissipated. In the hinterland of the old city, there is a Yinshui Street. The bluestone road is soaked black by the river moisture, with sticky moss growing in the gaps, and it is difficult to see direct sunlight all year round. When it comes to You, the cold mist from the river will flow in along the streets and alleys, mixing with the salty river water and the musty smell of rotten wood, clinging to people's bodies and chilling their bones. This is a place where living people can't avoid it and dead souls can't die. The evil spirits lingering in the world are never green-faced evil spirits with fangs. They are mostly strange creatures transformed by people with hatred, obsession, and people who want to die in vain. They inhabit mist, old objects, and stagnant water. They do not bite people directly, but they are good at getting into the cracks in people's hearts. They use guilt, longing, and fear to weave illusions and suck away the yang energy of living people little by little, leaving people unknowingly trapped in their own inner demons and the weirdness around them. Ordinary people turn a blind eye to it, but they always feel chills on their backs, hear noises in the middle of the night, and see things in a trance. Only people born with dark eyes can see shadows in the fog, souls in the water, and the spirits of old things. They are destined to be entangled in these filth and have no stability in their lives.

What were you most afraid of as children? I remember when I was little, my mother was always scared for no reason, as if she was seeing a ghost. Every time my mother gets scared, she always hugs me and says, "Don't worry, kid, my mother won't let anything happen to you, it won't happen." I don't know why my mother is afraid. She is usually very courageous. Looking back carefully, every time my mother is afraid, it is after receiving a phone call. My mother would cry for no reason after receiving the phone call, but she never hurt me. I remember the most serious time, when all my relatives came over, my mother told me that the adults wanted to talk about something and asked me to go back to my room. She also emphasized, "No eavesdropping." My mother and relatives talked for a long time, and I kept waiting in the room. I wanted to go to the bathroom, but I was afraid that I would hear their conversation when I went out, so I could only endure it. My mother opened the door and asked me if I was eavesdropping. I told my mother no, and my mother asked me if I was hungry. I said with a red face, "I want to go to the toilet." My mother's tears suddenly fell down, and she said, "I'm sorry." After I went to the toilet, I walked up to my mother and asked her, "Mom, did I do something wrong?" The mother choked and said, "No, kid, you did nothing wrong." "Then why is mom crying?" "Nothing, nothing..." Mom wasn't talking, and I wasn't asking. After a while, my mother suddenly asked me: "Baby, can you promise me something?"

In 1998, the rainy season in Nanzhou was extremely long. A dismembered female body was found in the back hill of Nanzhou University. The deceased was Shen Nianqiu, a graduate student in the Chinese Department, 23 years old. New police officer Chen Mo took over the case, but found that everyone on the campus was silent, the surveillance was damaged, and the investigation was stopped by his superiors as soon as there was progress. Shen Nianqiu said something before his death: "If I don't answer the phone, don't believe anyone else's version." When Chen Mo insisted on pursuing the investigation, a car from the police station crashed into him on a rainy night. He opened old case files and found that another female student's case was solved "accidentally" at the same place ten years ago. The retired detective told him: "Every rainy season, people disappear." The rain is getting heavier. The truth is right in front of you, but the person who reveals it may become the next name to disappear.

A city that has breathed under the water for three thousand years. They are the only ones who can hear its heartbeat. In 1930, on the eve of the Central Plains War. When Zhong Wujiu, an assistant professor at Peking University of Technology, returned home for the funeral of his father who died suddenly, he unexpectedly found a bronze tube deep in his father's ear canal - an artificially implanted device. During his lifetime, my father seemed to be more than just an antique shop owner. He soon discovered that his father left behind an unfinished underground drawing, marking a super project under the Luo River that spanned the Zhou, Han, Wei and Tang Dynasties - the "River Map Array". It is not a mausoleum, but a functioning urban foundation built using acoustics and hydraulics. Once it collapses, the entire Luoyang will be swallowed up. What was even more strange was that Zhong Wujiu began to hear things that ordinary people could not hear: the vibrating sound of metal, the resonance of stone slabs, and the pulse of underground water. And he is not alone. Miners can "see" underground cavities with the sound of hammers, female scholars can knock out the original position of stone slabs in the city, and painters can hear music from thousands of years ago when restoring ancient paintings. They are marginalized people who are troubled by "geophonia", but it is these "defects" that spell out a complete lifeline map of the city. An "inspection team" of American acoustic experts followed closely, coveting this resonance technology. Zhong Wujiu must gather the other six "earth listeners" before the system collapses and the enemy succeeds, to rewrite the city's fate of destruction. --Those who "early listen" listen to the pulse of the earth and bear the weight of civilization.

A strange world full of lies. Is it the unlucky traveler Xia Yuan or the stupid native Lucius? This is not important anymore, Lucius just wants to live! Fortunately, Lucius's awakened natal ability can purify extraordinary matter... In order to survive, in order to maintain his own survival, Lucius fought against strange distortions and gibbering, and relied on relatively pure extraordinary substances to explore the truth of the world step by step. This is a paradise for the strong, all the weak are just food, and humans live in the cracks of the gods. The main god of the sun collapsed, the blood moon appeared in the sky, and gray fog descended. The fallen are disliked by the gods, but they also embark on the road to becoming gods. Fake, everything is fake! This is an incomplete world... The Creator... Has failed...

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My name is Chen Lintian. That year, I almost had an accident.

Wang Guan is ill. I actually saw blood filling the sky. The half-dead old locust tree in the community is densely covered with "hanged ghosts" and "answering ghosts" that devour the sense of existence. There is also the mysterious Trickster. They told Wang Guan. You have become a "living corpse"!

Unofficial history records: A hundred years ago, at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, when the world was in chaos, demons and ghosts were rampant in the world. Eight hundred miles east of Taihang Mountain, the Cui family of Jisi has produced two top charlatans. These two people traveled around the world, subduing demons and demons, leaving behind various legends. One of them is the grandfather who is now buried in his ancestral grave, and the other is... Me a hundred years ago.

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Each ghost story will definitely make you unforgettable...

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A story about a demigod who claims to be a false god. A huge object descends on the incorporeal protagonist group and sacrifices himself to save all mankind in order to defeat the false god.

The protagonist in the book is an elf in the true sense of the word, because he has met the standards defined in the sixth "Xiang" chapter of the "Three Lives Conference", that is, he must experience three human lives and three reincarnations, and he can still be approved by the King of Hell to be reincarnated as a human. In the first three lives of this elf, he was in business, served as an official, and worked as a collector. Although he did quite well in speculation, in general, his three life experiences were unremarkable, and there were not many ups and downs to watch. However, in his fourth reincarnation, he was followed by Yin and Yang gods, hunted by humans, tortured by demonic diseases, arrested, and cursed by swarms of insects... He suffered a lot of misfortune and misfortune. Fortunately, he had a true love that never left him by his side... Let's go! Let's have fun with the elves!

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While others desperately followed the rules, he stretched out his hand and changed two words. The price is - every time he changes it, the world forgets him a little more.

Popular singer Ma Hu died in the study, with a rubber bullet in the middle of his eyebrow. The ballistic trajectory was directed at neighbor Qiu Ju - she had been harassed for many years, and her social account said, "I am willing to devote everything I have to repaying my benefactor." Everyone said this was a solid case. But my master took a look at the appraisal report and said: "She is not the murderer. The bullet's range is not enough."

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[A fierce ghost comes to the world, terror is rampant, as if facing an abyss] The world is going crazy. The cycle that can only be broken by killing, the inhabited human body, the doll that absorbs nutrients, the alley where you will die if you lie... A series of strange and strange events all point to the same existence - a fierce ghost. A ghost that is above human beings, full of malice, unable to communicate, strange and terrifying. When countless evil ghosts are swarming the world and thousands of creatures are wailing endlessly, who can stay out of it? ... Starting from solving the cycle, the master has the ability to reverse the cycle and gain insight into the characteristics of all evil spirits. Xie Ju, who was killed by the evil ghost and started the cycle again, easily escaped the rules of death and said this: "Awesome, I understand everything!" ...

An ancient village that has been closed for three hundred years, a lie that sacrifices human life. The nightmare that two generations did not dare to look back on was finally resolved by her herself. The ancestral temple does not calm the immortals, it only calms the ghosts of injustice; The villagers do not worship gods, but only worship for peace of mind. When revenge meets fate and the truth is revealed, it is also the day when good and evil are buried together.

Ten years ago, her name became the only word in his notebook; ten years later, the murderer rekindled the rope in the dark.

When I woke up, I was taken captive to an isolated island. There is no system, no golden fingers, no luck. There is only one requirement, which is to survive! !

"Night Train" is a novel that combines suspense, psychological thriller, Cthulhu atmosphere and Eastern apocalyptic fantasy. The story revolves around "forgetting", "escape" and "self-redemption". In a strange train that never stops, it depicts how those abandoned by the world face their deepest pain.

The nightmares kept coming, and I would always inexplicably dream of an ancient country, where people worshiped the sun and sacred birds. The people here not only wore bronze masks, but were also good at fishing and raising silkworms to make silk. They seemed to want me to stay and become a sacrifice to the gods. I tried my best to escape, but it was as if I was destined to be unable to struggle... When I woke up from the dream, I was still on the university campus. There were people I loved and brothers and friends here, but everything was still weird... Historical records record: The Fang Kingdom of the Xia Dynasty worshiped the Sun God and the Black Bird, and was good at fishing, hunting, and silk weaving. The country was destroyed for rebelling against Xia. King Min led his people to resist, but after the failure, his entire family disappeared. The historian left a line of inscription on the bamboo slips: "Their people cast bronze as their faces to serve the sun god and sacrificed humans to heaven."

Above Cloud City, there is an invisible chess game hanging. The white line falls, the chess pattern appears, the chess piece is eclipsed, and all living beings become sacrifices on the plate. Lu Chen sank eight times in endless reincarnation, and saw the ugliness of human nature, the collapse of order, and all avenues of life blocked in advance. No one can escape destiny's harvest. You will die if you believe in officials, you will die if you hoard supplies, and you will still die if you wait in groups. When the ninth countdown restarted, he no longer tried to obey the rules and no longer hoped for salvation from others. Walking through the old city at night, camp step by step, laying out plans for survival and gathering vitality. The chess game has been decided, then--use a mortal body to overturn the entire destiny.

The Chen brothers, Chen Huaijin and Chen Shoujing, are responsible for teaching the family's teachings, and they work together as a yin and a yin to hunt demons. The elder brother Chen Huaijin cultivates the Five Yang Thunder Techniques, which can destroy evil spirits; the younger brother Chen Shoujing is born with a dark eye that can see ghosts and trace resentment. The two travel around the world, specializing in suppressing evil spirits and removing spirits.

Lin Ye counted the scraping sound of nails coming from behind the green-painted wooden door in the corridor, exactly every seventeen seconds. When he stood in front of the door, the blood seeping out from under the door slowly twisted on the wall, forming a bloody notice: Welcome to join us. There are still 72 hours until the abyss is completely invaded. [Rule 1: Please select patients and form the first ward. [Rule 2: Don't believe any patient's words, especially those you take in personally. There is no redemption here, only healing. Electroconvulsive therapy is the restraint of strange thunder; cognitive behavioral modification is the seal of tampering with the thoughts of evil spirits. Imprisoning the resentful spirits in the catharsis room as emotional sandbags, and letting the mirror ghost squat in the mobile phone screen as a global surveillance system - Lin Ye used a treatment schedule to manage this abyss branch in an orderly manner. Until the seventh day, a paranormal investigator kicked open the door of his office and asked with a trembling voice: "How many S-class weirdos are locked up in this building?!" Lin Ye took off her bloody rubber gloves, smiled slightly, and pointed to the mirror behind her: "Not much. But if you don't put down the gun..." "I've reserved a spot for you on the next treatment bed."

There is a knife hidden in Ruan Rou's soup, and lies wrapped in Lu Yanchen's kiss. She is a feathered monster in a white dress, with tentacles that tear betrayers to pieces hidden under her gentle smile; he is a centuries-old monster that has taken away a human body, with black horns and bone wings hidden behind his suit and leather shoes, and even his love words are mixed with calculations to save his life. It was supposed to be a "life or death" situation - she cooked a poisonous soup to take revenge on her cheating husband. He woke up in this body and found that the person on his pillow was actually the same kind, and even showed his spikes. But when he revealed the demonic form that he had forcibly formed in order to "live with her", and when she looked at the demon core that was attracted to her own energy... The two monsters who were accustomed to devouring and disguising suddenly tasted the taste called "bond" in each other's fangs. The firewood, rice, oil and salt in the supermarket are mixed with the smell of resentment, and there are unwiped bones hidden in the gaps between the kitchen tiles. They are each other's only kind, and they are also mutually suspicious bedfellows. In the city where people come and go, they play a couple's drama of "never revealing the truth"-- "Honey, is tonight's soup sweet enough?" "Honey, do you think my new horns are worthy of your tentacles?" There is a sword hidden in their love, and fangs in their kiss. The "eternity" of this monster couple begins with a survival drama of cheating each other.

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I, Gu Yan, am an ordinary person. I accidentally traveled to a world of supernatural resurrection, and was captured by a hateful evil cultivator and turned into a zombie. When I felt desperate, I met a crying abandoned baby. The appearance of the baby allowed me to regain my humanity that was about to be lost and see new hope. I decided to adopt her. I, the zombie dad, started doting on my daughter. ... I, Xie Qingwu, am the empress of the immortal world. During the war between immortals and demons, he unfortunately died and became a poor baby abandoned by his parents. However, I am not panic at all because I have a very powerful zombie father. "Dad, he bullied me." "Who dares to bully my daughter?" The corpse king came, all ghosts knelt down and bowed their heads, and gods and Buddhas bowed their heads.

During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, the young official Song Ciyun entered the official career with the character of his ancestor Song Lian and the legacy of Song Ci. He carries two treasures in his possession: the only copy of "The Record of Clearing Wrongs" handed down from ancient times, and the "Record of Mysterious Cases of All Dynasties", an ancestor's notebook that records the unsolved cases of the Han Yuan Dynasty. When he first arrived in Jinling, he was involved in a whirlpool when a wealthy businessman mysteriously fell to death. The strange tattoos on the body were exactly the same as those recorded in old cases of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Amidst the hidden dangers of officialdom and serial murders, he met the mysterious and smart busking Bai Xiaodie. She may appear to be weak, but in fact she possesses unique skills and has stepped in to protect her in times of crisis time and time again. The two work together, from the corpse transformation in Jinling to the phantom on the canal, from the smoke at the border to the sudden change in the imperial city. Behind every strange crime at the moment, they echo the historical mysteries in "Record of Suspicious Cases", and jointly point to a mysterious organization that has lurked in the shadow of the dynasty and has lasted for hundreds of years - "Netherworld Road". Song Ciyun relied on meticulous reasoning and wisdom from ancient books to get rid of the cocoon, while Bai Xiaodie cut through the thorns with his experience in the world and peerless martial arts. They gradually uncovered the huge conspiracy of the "Netherworld Way" to subvert in the name of "Heavenly Way". At the critical moment when the prince is critically ill and the powerful ministers attack, the two work hand in hand at the heaven-sacrifice ceremony to engage in an ultimate showdown with the mastermind behind the scenes concerning their country, ideals and love. This is a battle of wisdom and courage spanning ancient and modern times, and a passionate legend of a pair of confidants protecting justice and each other in troubled times.

To avoid fate, I hid in a funeral parlor, remembering my grandfather's instructions: before the age of twenty-five, do not get married, do not touch yin and yang. Until that night, an unknown female corpse wearing a bloody wedding dress and a red hijab was delivered. All the lights in the morgue exploded, and all the dead souls screamed the same word in my ears - "Escape!" But I can't escape. Because her hand was already on my wrist. The talisman that grandpa sealed in my palm was so hot that it felt like it was going to burn through my flesh and blood. And I finally understood that some doors, once knocked, can never be closed again. "I Open the Yin Door in the Funeral Parlor" - When taboos are touched, and when the deceased insists on knocking on the door, how will an ordinary person who wants to hide in the shadows uncover the century-old curse under the bloody wedding dress in this weird and rampant city, and control his yin and yang life that is on the verge of losing control?

Come to Yuewen's website to read more of my works. I took a look at it, and all the school beauties were panicked. Wu Xiaofei was helpless. He just opened the [Zhong Kui Eyes] that were coveted by hundreds of ghosts, and ten school beauties broke into his life one after another. As a freshman at Jiangzhou University who is 1.85 Meters tall and has stunning looks, he originally thought this was just the "peach blossom catastrophe" his grandfather said. Until late at night in the library, the floating school beauty said to him: "I found you, my groom." Another voice deep in his soul sneered: "I found you... The other half of my lost eyes." Only then did he understand that these eyes were both a fatal charm that attracted school beauties and a curse that attracted evil spirits. As a new onmyoji who can only draw the lowest level of yellow charms, Wu Xiaofei has to deal with the enthusiastic pursuit of school beauties while being on the verge of life and death being chased by evil spirits. Starting from drawing yellow charms, he gradually unlocks silver and gold charms and embarks on the path of growth as the strongest onmyoji. When the sweet campus daily life intersects with the fatal supernatural crisis, the panic that started at a glance will eventually reveal a destiny that spans thousands of years.

It tells the story of policeman Tuodu who first entered the workplace, peeled off the cocoon, and solved the first case in his life. Tuo Du has an unusual sense of detail and keen observation. He searches for clues to the case in layers of fog, and discovers how precious family ties are in solving the case. But under the circumstances of the case, what will this newbie in the workplace do?

My name is Jiang Ye, and I have been collecting corpses from the Yangtze River for three generations. There are "three don'ts" when fishing out corpses: don't fish out the corpse if you don't see it, don't fish it out after three dynasties, and don't fish out the unjust and brutal death. What happens if you commit a crime? I don't know before 2056. That year, the rules came into play. I broke the taboo on a business deal and got a green handprint on my back. Someone from the organization told me: Within forty-nine days, there will be water knocking on the door. If you don't die, the rules will follow you; if you die, half the town will be buried with you. Both sides are dead. Then get rid of it. The empress from the bottom of the river would project over to me from time to time, hanging upside down and asking me: "Grandson, won't you kowtow?" I raised my middle finger in front of the mirror and said, "Except for the God of Wealth, I will not kneel to anyone in this world."