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The "Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Ghosts" can save both living people and ghosts. [The tragic past of the charcoal-burning female ghost] [The obsession of the twin ghosts]... The thirteenth needle... [Destiny]

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[Crazy Wolf Cub × Iceberg Chess Player] [Chinese Cthulhu × Ancient Secret Treasure] [Two-way Redemption × Fateful Showdown] The village was massacred, and the ugly young man Shen Yan grasped the remaining orders and embarked on the road of revenge against the demon king. On the way, he kidnapped (?) Xie Yunxi, an overly handsome and sickly young man, as his guide. Only later did he discover that this guide could point out the frozen demon, his intelligence was almost that of a monster, his identity was a mystery, and he seemed to be the demon lord's mortal enemy. What's even more troublesome is that the evil flag that the Demon Lord wants to refine, the bead that the young master wants to guard, and the blood feud on him all point to the same place - the cliff that makes the sound of cranes on the night of the full moon. Shen Yan: I don't care what you plan, I just want to kill people. Xie Yunxi: Okay, then I'll help you. But the premise is that you have to live first. So, those who didn't want to live and those who didn't want to live formed a team and went straight to the center of the storm that was sweeping the world.

In Wuyin Town in the southwest, there is a taboo of "Never go to Houshan Wangchuan Inn". Lin Feng, a graduate student in folklore, went into this cursed ancient town with his friends Chen Mo and Su Qing in search of historical materials about "mass graves". They encountered ghost hands in the middle of the night, blood-stained horrors, and the dust-covered sinful album of the Su family... As the investigation deepened, the truth emerged that a hundred years ago, the Su family sacrificed human souls to human beings and created the "Forget River Inn" to devour souls. The "keeper" of the inn appears and drags the three of them into a nightmare where time and space are confused. They must solve the mystery of the curse of "forgetfulness and sacrifice" before their memories are devoured and their souls are imprisoned. This is not a simple escape, but a life-and-death gamble about human nature, sin and redemption - some doors, if opened, will be doomed; some truths, knowing it, will require your life to offset it.

Autumn in Chang'an comes extremely early and heavy this year. The fog is not white, but gray, with a fishy smell mixed with rust and wet soil. It presses heavily on the rows of roof tiles and seeps into the crisscrossing streets. The sun turned into a blurry, pale halo, with no light coming through, and the whole city was immersed in a thick, flowing gloom. Even on Zhuque Street, which is usually the noisiest, the sounds of people and cars and horses are muffled, like a layer of water-soaked quilt. Yizhuang is in the most secluded corner of Guangdefang, with dead grass on the wall shivering in the fog. When Shen Yan pushed open the creaking heavy wooden door, a colder and heavier breath hit his face, mixed with inferior incense and some indescribable smell of slow decay of things. He was usually expressionless, like a moving blue brick in this yizhuang, but today, there was a slight trace of stasis in his eyes that had been calm all year round. The mortuary bed was covered with white linen. The silhouette under the cloth is a person.

It started raining in the middle of the night. At first there were just sporadic ticking sounds on the eaves, like the tired footsteps of a watchman. At midnight, the rain suddenly turned violent, and thousands of silver threads dropped from the dark sky, weaving the entire city of Peiping into a damp, rustling net. Shen Yanqiu pushed open the wooden lattice window of the west wing, and a wind carrying the smell of dead leaves and earth came in, causing the flame of the kerosene lamp on the table to suddenly dim. He turned and looked inside the house - his grandfather's relics had been piled up in this old house for three days. The camphor wood box was open, revealing yellowed thread-bound books, scrolls, and utensils carefully wrapped in oil paper. The unique, slightly sweet and decaying smell of old paper floats in the air, intertwined with the sound of rain outside the window, making this century-old house seem even more empty and quiet. Shen Yanqiu rushed back to Peiping from Jinling three days ago. The telegram came suddenly, saying only that my grandfather was critically ill. When he arrived after traveling day and night, the old man had already passed away. He was left with an old house near Liulichang, and a house full of ancient books and artifacts that no one could understand. This old scholar, who had been obsessed with folklore and local legends all his life, was just a lonely old man with a weird temper in the eyes of his neighbors. "They are all useless things." An old neighbor who helped organize them once shook his head and said, "Mr. Shen has loved collecting these legends of gods and ghosts all his life. He has never done anything serious." But Shen Yanqiu didn't think so. As a lecturer in folklore at Yenching University, he knows better than anyone that those folk memories that are considered "absurd" by orthodox historiography often contain forgotten historical folds. At this moment, he squatted down and took out a stack of books wrapped in blue cloth from the bottom box.

Random? Never existed!

Never fish at night. You must be responsible for catching beautiful little corpses.

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"When carrying a coffin, you don't ask for directions. You touch the coffin and open your eyes..." On the night of the funeral for my grandfather and I, ghosts carried the coffin! And I was buried in the back mountain with my grandfather... Grandpa said, this is my life, and once some secrets are known, there is no turning back...

[Tomb Robbery + Suspense + Treasure Appraisal] From south to north, there are three religions and nine streams in the world. Over the years, I have grown from a young boy to a middle-aged man. I have been drinking a lot and am wasting my time. I have come into contact with many strange people and strange things. If you are interested, you may wish to come to the bench and listen to what you have learned.

After chaos comes clarity, after turmoil comes truth, and I deal with it. In the end, it is me, a Taoist priest who has practiced for many years, who brings to you all the personal experiences of himself and other Taoists, and helps you understand the true Taoism.

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Feng Xinzi's hidden identity is Mr. Yin and Yang. Roommates arrive one after another, and Feng Xinzi uses the "soul-calling" technique. Unexpectedly, the ghost of a serial murderer is accidentally attracted, and one person and one ghost start a desperate fight. In the end, Feng Xinzi subdued the Li Gui, but also attracted the black and white Wuchang and Huangquan ghost soldiers. By asking about Black and White Impermanence, Feng Xinzi learned the shocking news--

Protagonist: Lin Xuan · Identity: A time traveler who became an orphan adopted by Uncle Jiu (Lin Fengjiao) in his early years and a closed disciple. · Advantages of modern memory: It is not a simple copy of knowledge, but the ability to deconstruct metaphysics using modern thinking and scientific perspectives. For example, consider Feng Shui as "environmental energetics" and understand talismans as "spiritual energy encoding", and use this as a basis for disruptive innovation. · Core cheat: "Sky Lantern System". You can recharge the "sky lantern" by exorcising evil spirits, breaking evil spirits, and accumulating merit. When the sky lantern is lit, it can briefly connect the power and knowledge of Uncle Jiu and his fellow sects (Simu, Qianhe, Mamadi, etc.), Realizing the explosion of "the power of one sect, gathered in one body". This not only explains the protagonist's growth rate, but also makes the unity of the Jiu Shu family the strongest trump card.

The world is shrouded in fog and strange and chaotic. In this world, human life is as worthless as grass. But life can be lived magnificently. The so-called Rainy Night Murderer, Psychiatric Doctor, Strange God, and Human Race King of War are all just roles played by me, Lin Jue. "My name is Lin Jue and I am an actor. Everything in the world is in my script."

Corpse hunter. This is the job that Lu Yin took over from her grandfather, and it is also a fate that she cannot escape. She was wearing a black raincoat, with a pale chin exposed under the brim of the hat, and her eyes were colder than the rain-soaked night. Tonight's target is a young girl who has thrown herself into a river for love. It is said that it has been sinking for three days. Lu Yin's hand was very steady, and the long corpse-retrieving rod was thrust into the water, just like her extended senses, searching for that unique "weight". Lu Yin on the boat was slowly retracting the corpse fishing pole. She looked at him, and through the pouring rain, her voice was not loud, but it reached his ears clearly, with the coolness of water vapor: "If you want to die, you can." "Don't die in my work area." "Your life is in my control now." Shen Zhan sat paralyzed in the cold rain, looking at the ghostly black figure under the bridge. For the first time, he realized that what was colder than death was the look in the eyes of the man who retrieved the corpse. Lu Yin had already turned around and drove the boat towards deeper darkness. The first "body" was not found. But got a living trouble.

A strange case revealed a past event that had been buried for many years. After returning from Taoism, my master said that my Taoist heart was unstable and I could not go any further. In desperation, I had to find a way to calm down the resentment of the past and prove my Taoist heart.

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Introduction to "My Ghost Wife is the River God" I married a ghost king, and the whole village said I wouldn't live past midnight. Until that night, she stood at the head of my bed in a red wedding dress, her fingertips gently caressing my face: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to protect you." Eighteen years ago, I fell into the water and was rescued. Eighteen years later, she followed the engagement. People in the village avoided me like a snake or a scorpion, the one-eyed old man fished by the river every night, and my third uncle always hesitated to speak. She said: "Something doesn't want me to find you." When I finally lifted her red hijab, what I saw was not a ferocious ghost- But a breathtakingly beautiful face, and the familiar tear mole in the corner of the eye. Wait, she seems to be... The girl I saw underwater when I was drowning in my childhood? But the third uncle trembled and told the truth: "She is not the one who drowned... She is the one who has been at the bottom of the river for hundreds of years!" Now, she held my hand and asked me softly: "Husband, do you want to clean up all those 'things' that prevent me from finding you?" Should I nod, or should I ask first-- Who is this person who married me? And what is the price I have to pay?

The fragmentary pages of the ancient book point to shocking secrets that have been running through the Shang and Zhou dynasties: the symbiosis between the meteorite energy field and the "immortality bug" in the ancient kingdom of the West Queen Mother of Qinghai created the original longevity system, but it concealed the fatal side effects of morphological alienation and mental loss; the 400-year lifespan of Chen Jun, the "vegetable basket man" during the Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, was just a "half-term longevity" combined with meteorite fragments and earth energy; and the "Search for Immortality" compiled by the ancestors of the Lu family is the key to deciphering all this. The three parties have already laid out a chess game here: although the "first-generation organization" left by senior officials of the Republic of China has gone silent, the meteorite scraps in the island's secret warehouse are still coveted; the "reorganization organization" that conducts experiments on living people in the name of a scientific expedition team , is frantically hunting down Gu Yunlei, a member of the team who has become immortal after taking a meteorite elixir; the "Eternal Life Hunters" team, controlled by foreign donors, come to China with high-tech equipment to hunt for secrets, but they frequently run into obstacles because they know nothing about Chinese ancient tomb culture. What's even more deadly is that the 1980 scientific expedition team has already been infiltrated, and fake team members wearing human skin masks are lurking among them. The mystery of true and false identities spreads from Savage Mountain to the ancient Shu sacrificial pit. From the rolling stone trap in Yeren Mountain in Yunnan to the bronze mechanism of the ancient Shu Kingdom in Sichuan, from the anti-theft quicksand in the Tanzhou Ancient Tomb to the core altar of the Queen Mother of the West in Qinghai, Lu Mo lost the gentleness of the "nerd" and grew into a decisive helmsman amidst the sacrifice of his best friends and the suspicion of his allies. He deciphers clues based on the secret words in the annotations of ancient books, uses his family connections and the tricks of a family of tomb robbers to break the situation, and has to make a choice between human nature and obsession - is immortality a gift or a curse? When the energy in the core of the meteorite is about to get out of control, this pursuit that spans thousands of years will finally end.

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The fog locks the Qing Dynasty, and the evil spirits are hidden. Chen Yan holds a sword and travels through the illusion of a prosperous age. He takes every cautious step and clears the sword to split open this turbid world.

A zombie movie that takes place in the last generation, the story of the heroine Yang Nan and the hero Wu Yanan

Warn! This is not a travel guide, this is a death guide. I, Qilian, received a bloody scale from my missing father, which points to the ancient tomb that swallowed up two generations of my family - the "Guixu Eye". Everyone said it was hell, but I had to go. Traveling with me is a strange girl who calls herself a travel blogger. She broadcasts the "scenery" in front of the thousand-year-old corpse pit and interprets the "folk customs" under the thousand-year-old glacier. We hang in an ancient bronze temple in an abyss, face a perpetual motion mechanism driven by human sacrifice, and have to avoid strange creatures breathing under the quicksand. The truth lies at the bottom of the tomb, and the price may be to become the next sacrifice. Do you dare to "unlock" with me?

Fog Town, whose name cannot be found on the map, is shrouded in thick fog that persists all year round. Here are seven survival rules that must be followed, each with a price in blood. Outsider Shen Yan breaks into this place in search of his fiancée Su Nian, who has been missing for three years, only to find that people in the town are...

Gods and ghosts are rampant and demons are everywhere. This is a troubled world in which mortals are precarious. The thousand-year-old bronze coffin broke through the void and fell into the wilderness of the world. The moment the coffin lid was opened, a lonely figure slowly walked out. Hanging beside him was the only twelve-hole Soul Abyss Sword in the world. His name is Zhou Xing. He woke up from his coffin and spent thousands of years fighting to become famous among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Billions of demons and gods fell under his sword, and all the gods in the sky avoided his sharp edge. Even the top demons and ghosts in the world could not withstand his sword. The years of being invincible are too long, and the life of killing all powerful enemies is really simple and boring. Therefore, Zhou Xing restrained his sword spirit and walked into the hustle and bustle of the world. He joined the Ghost Exorcist Guild, opened a humble office, and became an ordinary ghost exorcist. From then on, there were no earth-shattering fights, only a leisurely retirement life of taking orders, catching female ghosts, and occasionally beheading gods. [Invincible casual and funny daily stream]

After being reborn and returning to the day when his son died tragically as a sacrifice, Su Mingzhi seized the opportunity to reverse his fate and protected Xiao Man with all his strength, guarding against the evil hands of the Shen family. Eggs are quenched with poison and wintersweet is dyed black. The "God's will" twelve years ago turned out to be a poisonous conspiracy. But he didn't expect that the person next to him, Shen Baguio, was the ultimate hunter. This rebirth was never about redemption, but a carefully laid hunting trap!

The broken lamp shines on the withered bones, and the spell calms the ghosts. He is Mr. Yin and Yang who walks between the yin and yang worlds. He uses the compass to determine the direction and uses magic to ward off evil spirits. Have you ever seen a baby crying in the middle of the night in a deserted village? Will you also fall into the phantom deep in the ancient house? Where to stay forever! The curse of corpses sinking at the bottom of the river, the resentful spirits in Sihuang Village, behind these strange murder cases are hundreds of years of grudges and obsessions. And all of this is a small part of my experience when I was young, and now I will slowly reveal it to you

Content introduction April and eleven other extremely smart and competitive children were selected to participate in a competition called the Survival Game. The winner will win $100,000. On an uninhabited island in the tropical rainforest, a dangerous game is going on, but the strange things that happen one after another frighten them. Because they didn't expect that an ancient evil ghost who had been practicing for three hundred years would also participate. The children will eventually have to fight the evil spirit one last time. The evil spirits are ready, and the children's stake is their lives.

When Lin Ye woke up from the dizziness of hiking in the mountain stream, what his fingertips touched was not the wet soil, but the cold hemp rope on the red painted door - he became the "resident 07" of the rules cage, with eleven strange rules like shackles, and the shadow of "cleaning up" hung over every violator. The roar in the closet, the friction of fabric in the corridor, and the warm fingertips of the food delivery boy all tell the rules of survival here: the weak will be eliminated, and the Virgin will die. The moment the scissors pierced his back, Lin Ye realized that what was more terrifying than the strange rules was the greed deep in the human heart. On the verge of death, the identity of "Player Zero" awakens, and the resurrection mechanism provides two paths: becoming a puppet of the rules, or accepting a second challenge and taking charge of the fate of the cage. With the fire of revenge, he broke into the cage again, starting from the room of resident 01, and solved the fatal tests in the twelve rooms one by one. This time, he was no longer gullible, no longer holding back, and every step was calculated and sharp. Weird misleading symbols, hints that are difficult to tell from false, hidden ultimate rules, and betrayers hiding in the dark have all become stepping stones for him to reach the top. When the rules can be controlled, when betrayal can be liquidated, Player Zero's revenge game has just begun. This is not only a race for survival, but also an ultimate game of human nature, rules and freedom - either crush the cage or become a nutrient.

The secret agency "Xuhai Division" specializes in supernatural events. When a scientific expedition team disappeared mysteriously, special commissioner Chen Shu was ordered to investigate. He entered the restricted area with the bronze soul-calming bell and living compass left behind by Wang Xuanming, a Feng Shui master at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, but encountered a horrific phenomenon that went against common sense - multiple corpses suspended in the tree crown in a lotus posture, with spines bent and heads hanging upside down, as if they were kneeling to worship some existence deep underground. As the investigation deepened, Chen Shu discovered: - In the **blood sacrificial well** in the village, there are "human figurines" with the same faces as the scientific expedition team members soaked in them; - The **Nine Yin Dragon Lock Bureau** in the cave is collapsing. The bronze chains are not binding the dragon, but a *breathing bronze coffin**; - In the team members' cameras, there is a **shadowless figure** in the corner of every photo, approaching the camera day by day. What's even more terrifying is that there is a "shadow burial" phenomenon in the mountains - people who touch the shadow of the ancient tomb will have their physical body taken away and become part of the burial objects. When Chen Shu solved the mystery of the mechanism left by Wang Xuanming, he was shocked to realize that the entire mountain was a living tomb. The disappearance of the scientific expedition team was just that the thing in the mountain was preparing for a resurrection ceremony that would last for six hundred years. **Core suspense - Why do all the corpses hanging upside down face the ground and kneel down? - Which "Chen Shu" is the "Shadowless Man" in the camera? - The cry of the baby coming from the Suolong Well, is it from the dragon... Or is it Wang Xuanming?

Strange resurgence, as a human being I want to end this era

There is a "Happy Tower" on the rivers and lakes where there is music and singing every night. The oiran Rouge in the building captivates the city with her dance, but disappears overnight, leaving only a box of bloody rouge and a curse of "bone for bone". Sui Zui, a man in green clothes with a wine flask and an expert on hundreds of bones, was involved in this pornographic killing situation; step by step, he dissected the body, dismantled the bones, and solved the situation, but he also revealed the life experience of the baby that he and Yan Zhi had exchanged for a long time, and also revealed a twenty-year blood feud that used "bone" as poison. Seven life-threatening lanterns, a song of snow clothes, a seven-ray mirror, a box of red dust powder - every case is an "impossible" murderous situation, and every case forces Chen Zui to hand over his ribs, his blood, and his real name. And Yanzhi, from "Avenger" to "Common Man", cut his hands three times, drank blood three times, and said the same sentence three times: "I believe in you, don't let me believe in you." When three thousand kilograms of gunpowder were buried at the bottom of the building, when the eighth light came on, and when the mirror reflected the future of Zhen Zui with a sword in his chest, the two of them only had the last chance to change their bones-- Are they born in the same quilt, or die in the same hole? The Huanxi Building will eventually collapse into ashes due to a "bone-drunk" love; and in the ashes, there will only be a cold moon left, shining on the old kiss marks on his missing ribs.

Swallowed by thick fog, the vermilion palace lanterns of the ancient Chinese-style mansion swayed in the dampness, and the flowers and rain of the mandarin ducks' wedding dresses woke up. This is a mysterious space that devours all living beings. The cold mist reverberates with deadly murderous intentions, and unknown rules are woven into an invisible web. Dressed in a black outfit, Long Yuan appeared with a fierce aura, keeping secret of his past. In a life-and-death situation shrouded in fog, you must survive while solving the ultimate puzzle. Every mist-viewing door may lead to a new prison, and every memory contains lies that subvert cognition. Can they uncover the mastermind behind the origin of the fog before the fog clears, and keep the glimmer of humanity that has not been swallowed up?

Wu Tian broke into the world of tomb robbing, holding the golden finger of the "Atlas of Ten Thousand Beasts", using the atlas to seize the magical powers of evil objects, and led the fairy girl to travel through nine gates, break into the most dangerous tombs, seize the rarest treasures, and accept the most beautiful people. He revealed the secret of immortality in the form of ten thousand beasts, and climbed to the top of the invincible world of tomb robbing!

I will kill gods. In this weird world, I am the only one who dominates.

Lin Yue, the eldest daughter of the Lin family, has been regarded as the lucky star of the family since she was a child, but she always catches a glimpse of another pale face in the mirror - her younger sister Lin Ying, who has been locked underground for ten years and is connected by blood to her. A secret door connects two worlds; a lotus root folder hides ten years of secrets. When the sisters' fingertips finally touch, when the lie of "transferring life" is torn apart, the so-called "lucky star" is just an illusion fed by the flesh and blood of close relatives, and the so-called "confinement" is actually the fate stitched together by magic. They are each other's shadows, symbiotic sins, "error itself" tempered by greed and fear. In the intertwining of the darkness of the earth and the hypocrisy of the world, light and shadow will eventually become entangled and merged, turning into an indefinable existence, walking in the absurd world. This is a dark fable about identity, sin and fate. When the cold lotus root clips cannot be returned to the pot, and when the cooked rice cannot be reversed, they will eventually face the cruelest truth - the so-called "existence" may be an irreversible mistake.

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Corpse stitcher: Yin thread carries the soul, needle fills the gap in the world I am the last generation of corpse stitchers in the Chen family, and three iron rules passed down from my ancestors are carved into the red sandalwood toolbox: never sew eyes, never sew night, and never sew anonymous corpses. But when there are frequent strange news in the city, and corpses are broken up with resentment, this craft of making a living eventually becomes a dead end for the soul to survive. An Internet celebrity fell off a building and lost half of his face, so he had to sew with cinnabar thread to seal his soul; an ancient corpse had its severed limbs wrapped with a blood curse, and only then could he dare to pick them up with bronze nails to suppress them; the unknown corpse opened its eyes and complained, and the seventh stitch will reveal the truth about its life. I held the ancestral silver needle, paired with modern nanowires, and in the silence of the morgue and the hustle and bustle of neon lights, I fought against the backlash of the evil spirits of the corpse - the fingertips were ulcerated and scabbed, corpse lines appeared on the back, and every stitch was a gamble on longevity. An Internet celebrity's fall from a building hides the capital behind the scenes, and the unearthed ancient corpse leads to the smuggling of cultural relics. What the corpse stitcher sews is the mutilated corpse, what he uncovers is the secrets of the world, and what he sews is the souls of unresolved grievances. But silver needles can penetrate yin and yang, and threads can sew bones and blood, but they cannot mend greedy human nature and cannot overcome twisted human hearts. When the last ray of ghost dissipated in the needle and thread, I understood: the most vicious thing in this world is never the evil ghost, but the incomplete human heart. And I am willing to devote my whole life of yang and longevity to mending the hidden truths in the gap between yin and yang, and transforming the forgotten souls of injustice.

Through the thrilling games, the man gradually understood the truth behind his teacher's death. But there's one thing he doesn't understand... Why are the two things hiding under the bed so afraid of me? So he lifted up the sheets, bent down, and showed his friendliest smile: "Hello, my name is Su Ti. I have been looking at you just now."

On the night of the Ghost Festival in 1985, the Dumb River flowed backwards, and hundreds of blood coffins floated in the village. The Shen family's daughter-in-law collapsed in the delivery room, the baby fell to the ground, and all the dogs in the village became mute at the same time. The grandfather sewed the placenta into his own shadow, plucked his grandson out of his household registration book, and became a black man from then on. People couldn't see him, but all the ghosts stood up and saluted. Nineteen years later, the highway was built deep into the mountains, and the old graves without monuments were to be bulldozed. Shen Sang picked up a shovel for the first time, and dug out a pottery bone figurine that looked exactly like himself, with a third stone eye embedded in his forehead. The stone eye drilled into his forehead, and he heard a click in his head, like a key turning in a lock. The lock was opened, and the blood coffin ran back mouth by mouth. Every time it ran back, it took away a life. The death method was the one they feared the most. Grandpa said that the debt has reached your generation, and it is time to pay it back. Either you die, or you lose another ninety-nine lives! Shen Sang wants to live, but she also wants to know whose debt I am? An account book written in nineteen years of life, one life changes one chapter. Don't blink, your shadow is reading it too.

In the late 1990s, it was a rainy night in the southwestern mountainous area beside the Wujiang River. Young man Long Zhu broke the centuries-old taboo of not fishing for corpses in order to save his seriously ill mother. He picked up a female corpse in an immortal white dress from Gui Xuan Bay. The female corpse held half a dragon-patterned jade in her hand, which was hot to the touch. His employer Shen San is eager to burn the corpse, but Long Zhu discovers that the jade pendant left by his sister resonates with Yu Jue. That night, the master, the old ghost uncle, died tragically and revealed a shocking secret before his death: his sister was a "water soul container" and the seven souls were sealed across the Wujiang River; the Shen family had been plotting for generations to open the resentful soul cave at the bottom of the river and release ancient evil things. Yujue is the key. The birthmark on Long Zhu's left hand was burning, and he awakened the lost "Yin Yin Seal" of the corpse hunter. In order to find the truth, he went deep into the Miao village and met Aya, the descendant of the grass ghost woman, but he was involved in a deeper whirlpool. Fragments of memories from his past life emerge, revealing that he and Aya are actually the reincarnations of the martyrs who sealed the Resentful Soul Cave a hundred years ago. Shen San will do whatever it takes to break his family's curse of not being able to live past the age of 45. In the process of collecting his sister's soul and fighting against Shen San, Long Zhu discovered that Aya actually contained his sister's "soul of love". The seal of Wujiang River began to loosen, the surface of the river turned red, and the first wave of corpses was about to come ashore. Long Zhu holds the jade pendant and the rope for fishing the body tightly, facing the mighty river and the deep conspiracy, he vows to reveal all the secrets and redefine the contract of Wujiang River...

The supernatural awakens and the evil ghost descends. The human world has been reduced to hell, and all sentient beings have fallen into eternity. There is no god in this world, only ghosts everywhere. Under the doomsday, There are only a group of people who are eager to live and save themselves...

My name is Lin Yuan. I traveled through parallel worlds and became the source of weirdness. I suppressed the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, reversed the long river of time, and became the only transcendent Emperor of Weirdness. All the gods and Buddhas fell in my hands and became walking corpses in an inexplicable and strange way. Until one day, I felt a weak calling force, as if someone was calling me with "obsession". A similar flower? Looking at the eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as those of Qingmei in my previous life, I decided to accept her call. -- My name is Gu Xiaonan, the campus beauty of Luoyang University. Weird invades Blue Star, and everyone has a chance of being teleported to the Weird dungeon and contracted to summon a Weird. My contract summoned a person named "Lin Yuan". Just when everyone thought that I was about to be attacked by something strange, He took my hand and took me to the street corner to eat candied haws. He doesn't seem to care about the strange things around him! -- I am from the Dragon Kingdom. When I saw the cute girl representing our Dragon Kingdom entering the weird copy of the National Games, my mentality collapsed. As for the weirdo she summoned, it was more like an ordinary person than a weirdo... My mentality is even worse! After all, these two people are fighting on behalf of the Dragon Kingdom, and they are about to decide the lives of more than one billion people in the Dragon Kingdom. Until... I saw in that S-level dungeon, the red-clothed female ghost known as Wujie was crawling in front of the man and calling herself the master. I suddenly discovered that our Dragon Kingdom seems to be invincible!

I moved into an apartment with the lowest rent in the city, but little did I know that it was settled in another currency-your life. The clock struck midnight, and a piece of rule paper stained with ink was stuffed into the crack of the door on time: [From midnight to one o'clock, it is forbidden to stare out of the window for more than three seconds. I survived, but found that the pen I had lost ten years ago was writing tonight's death code. The old residents were like devout lunatics, fighting among themselves for the pieces of the rules. They secretly enshrined a faded photo of a girl and worshiped it day and night. That is the sister I have been looking for for ten years. Before the ink on the tip of the pen is dry, the rules have begun to tamper with reality. When the "underlying code" of the entire apartment was finally unfolded in front of me, I trembled and looked at the pen in my hand and the increasingly unfamiliar face in the mirror-- It turns out that killing the "author" is the only way to escape this story.