Feast of Horrors

A Japanese-style supernatural infinite flow of dancing in shackles, group portraits. Compared with the author's previous work "The Scary Joke", the Japanese background seems a little acclimated. The copy seems soft, the sense of supernatural being is slightly weak, and the decryption is only scratched. But the overall story outline is clearer. With the faster pace, the book is a bit shorter, but there is a high probability that it will not be Eunuch or 404, and it will be the first book completed by the ruthless scholar. The protagonist Qin Wenyu flies to Tokyo, Japan with her friends to find her father Qin Ye, who has been missing for half a year. Someone died mysteriously and tragically on the plane, and the curse was transferred to him. He entered the festival and needed to work with his teammates to escape the ghosts. In the end, all his friends and teammates died, but he returned alive and received the "real snake" nengmian and a nine-eyed magatama. The Nine-Eyed Magatama can be exchanged for many powerful props, but more importantly, you can escape from the feast by collecting 9 Nine-Eyed Magatama. As the protagonist enters the feast, he will be selected to participate in almost every feast. Not only are sacrificial feasts more frequent, but the difficulty of the sacrificial feasts has also skyrocketed, with several sacrificial feasts even being held at the same time. After the DM medium was also replaced, there was even a battle royale in which all sacrifices were forced to participate. In the process, he got acquainted with the "Kagura" Ibuki Yugen, who "is scattered by the wind and scatters into thousands of mountains." Yayoi Amamiya, the "nekomata" who "has gone through thousands of tribulations and is still young, and it is difficult to know love before a thousand years". Although he had no feelings at first, he developed the same emotions for them. One mystery after another appears and is solved one after another, but the true purpose of his father Qin Ye and the organization he reorganized, "Senluo Face", is still confusing. Because the mysterious person who pretends to help the protagonist actually has evil intentions, the words that slander the "Sen Luo Face" cannot be believed at all. In the end, Qin Wenyu and his friends, who gradually turned into the original ghost, met Qin Ye and the mysterious man again. They will travel back to the peaceful era, explore the mysteries of thousands of years ago, and eliminate the birth of ghosts from the source. As an infinite flow, the copy is not very good, which is really a big problem. First, the author does not have a deep understanding of Japan. The Japanese style elements he borrowed are just a piece of skin, and after beautification, it does not look like Japan. Secondly, in order to prevent harmony, the horror element of the copy was written with fear of hands and feet. It is not funny but only sensational. The single protagonist has no inner fluctuations. Fortunately, this book seems to have a real outline. Maybe because of the performance, there is no unnecessary daily copy in the middle. I hope to see the finale. As a group portrait novel, the unstable rational character of the protagonist has a poor sense of substitution, and the image of a wise man has not been established. The author also likes to use the perspective of a passer-by to analyze survival. I don't know what the protagonist is thinking, but the protagonist is always the one who survives in the end. Later, I learned that the protagonist was one of Qin Ye's seven experimental subjects. These seven experimental subjects could not die despite trying to die in the dungeon, while passers-by would die without a burial place if they made one wrong move. After the DM psychic was also replaced, the protagonist's role became even less frequent, and he often didn't come out to make soy sauce for ten days and a half. However, without the protagonist, the plot is more reasonable, the character's IQ is more online, and the atmosphere is more terrifying. This book is updated once a day with 2,000 words, and even updated from time to time. When finished, the total number of words will not exceed 1 million, and it can only be considered a short story in an online article.

Send a sentence about Zhang Lu. It's not that you don't support casting characters, nor that you can't cast important roles. It's just that you shouldn't cast roles that have a certain role casually. If you want to write about tool characters, don't talk about emotions. When writing about emotions, don't be so careless. If the writing is not good and there is no sense of empathy, then forget it, but the writing is okay. If you have a sense of empathy, it is poisonous. Men who have brothers probably understand the concept of brothers. It is very uncomfortable to do it so casually. It is okay to write it like Ace in One Piece, where everyone gets what they want. The problem is that it is too hasty. There is no problem with the logic, but it is not suitable for the plot. When I look at the interaction with the women later, I always think of the misfortune of the brothers in the front. Compare it...

Is the protagonist Japanese or Chinese? I just saw Hanyu Bunshin. If it's Japanese, I won't continue to eat it.

Or horror novels are my specialty, fantasy is not suitable

Come on, author, I support you in your efforts to write a good book.

It looks good, author, come on, I support you. Don't give up.

The style of this book reminds me of Lu Sheng from Jidao Tianmo...😳 The lines are filled with darkness... Mysterious... Eerie... Disgusting...

This student solemnly promises! Because this book is set in Japan, 80% of the time it won't be blocked (it's okay if I read some books and burned Tokyo), so I will never be a eunuch!

I think the scholar can really be rated as the worst writer at Qidian. He wrote one book after another, especially "The Scary Joke", which can obviously become a god. If it were other people's mentality, they would have collapsed. Still writing to you here. Those who stand up and talk without pain and blame other authors, why don't you go to Qidian? There are all kinds of rules and regulations, and you ask other authors to write how they want. If you write according to your ideas, you will be blocked. If you follow the rules and write poorly, you will be criticized. It's really funny...

Regarding names, I will try to choose simple Japanese names from now on, as they may seem difficult to remember. I thought about it and realized that it is unrealistic to completely cancel the NPCs in the dungeon. This is the only way. Also... The setting was placed in Japan out of necessity to complete the book. Don't ask why some Chinese names are not included...

A reminder from the front row: I don't do much research, I just compile it for the sake of compilation. Three words are written by someone other than a Feast of Horror fan. Run away after sending it. She is sitting here. She sat here hugging her knees and leaning against the wall for a long time... So long that she didn't know how to describe it. My own blood ran cold. She moved her arms and touched the floor, her cold fingers touching the sticky texture. After sniffing, her no longer sensitive nose told her that it was blood. I have been soaked in the smell of blood for too long, and I can't smell it anymore. And she couldn't remember why she was sitting here. Who in the right mind would sit in a pool of blood? Maybe it was because she had rested for too long, but she was still quite energetic at this time. She opened her eyes wide in the dark and groped along the wall little by little. My fingers touched something cold. She touched it up and down for a while and determined that it was an iron door. Combined with the darkness here, it is very likely that this is a basement. Why is she here? Basement, blood, iron door that cannot be pushed... Maybe he is locked up here. She leaned against the iron door and curled up. Moving in the dark took more energy than expected, and she no longer had the energy to continue groping. ...... Took a rest for a while. When she opened her eyes again, it was no longer dark. With a ray of gray light leaking from the iron door, she could see clearly the structure of the basement. She stood up and looked around. After resting, I still have enough energy now. An empty small room with nothing to see. The only thing that confused her was that the ground was clean and there was no blood or anything else at all. She still remembers the sticky hand she touched when she woke up last time. I was confused for a while. She looked up at the iron gate, and a strong impulse came out. Want to go out. Want to escape. She put her hand on the door and pushed hard, causing the door frame to make an unpleasant sound. It's of no use. Just when she was about to slam the door hard, her heart suddenly beat wildly, even a little painfully. ... Can't go out... There is a weak voice in my heart. ... You can't go out... You will die if you go out... She paused for a moment. The voice was very weak, but it sounded in the bottom of her heart, and it actually defeated the strong urge to escape from here. She somehow calmed down and decided to think about it. I can't remember who I am and why I am here. Whether to escape or not is a good option is also a question. After all, my intuition has been split in half. She tried to follow the wall to find the place where she relied last time, looking for the non-existent blood stain. Nothing was found... I looked down for so long that I felt like I was poking through the ground, but I didn't find any clues. When she was feeling a little frustrated, she lay on the ground and saw a flash of light. It's at the iron gate, at the bottom gap. She walked over, half-lying down, and leaned over to observe with some curiosity. Under the crack of the door, an eyeball reflecting a strange light stared at her. The fright at this moment made her take a step back, but she saw the eyeball outside the door also retreated, and a strange face flashed past. Definitely not human. She seemed to hear a roar from the other side. As if to say... Don't come over here. This is a threat. Maybe it was because of the other party's behavior that she was not so scared anymore. Instead, she moved closer to the crack in the door to carefully observe the inhuman creature. The thing roared a few times, twisted its limbs, and crawled away. ... She probably understands why she can't go out. You will be killed by this kind of thing. This kind of monster, the iron gate separates them. Fortunately there is this door. She sighed. But it didn't last long, because she saw a strange shadow seeping in along the crack of the door. She took two steps back cautiously. Look at this shadow. The shadow gradually becomes larger. Suddenly, it moved, changing from two dimensions to three dimensions. Exactly the kind of monster out there. She forced a scream from her throat. ... I really didn't expect that I would ever be able to open my eyes again. When she used her arms to support herself off the ground, she could feel sticky blood dripping from her cheeks. There was a pool of blood underneath him. It's a miracle that she didn't die despite the amount of bleeding. She coughed a few times and looked around. There is nothing under the iron gate. With a heavy sigh, she fell to the ground. My body was extremely tired after I relaxed, and I didn't want to move a finger. She slowly moved her shoulders and arms, trying to make herself lie down more comfortably. My cold and numb fingertips touched something uneven, very subtle. I touched it and saw something with lines. This aroused her curiosity again. She pushed hard, sat up, and groped along the lines with her fingers. Very shallow and not very regular. It seems... Is it text? This brings the spirit. She didn't find this place when she was searching before. Maybe it was because of the light. The characters were engraved too shallowly. If she wasn't sensitive, she wouldn't be able to touch them out. Rubbing the ground repeatedly. She interpreted it bit by bit. White... Kan... Liang...? Name? Who is this? It seemed... A little... Familiar... She stroked the handwriting again. What she didn't know was that her own eyes and movements were almost gentle at this moment. Bai Yanliang, Bai Yanliang. This is probably a very important person who can be engraved here. But who is he? She couldn't even remember who she was, but she seemed to have some impression of the name. When her fingertips touched the ground, she was suddenly startled. Where is the blood on my body... Just now half of me was soaked in a pool of blood. Now the ground is clean. Where did the blood come from? She was half kneeling on the ground and finally saw a little red on her knees. Just under her gaze, that little bit of red disappeared. Absorbed into her skin. This discovery gave her a chill. "Hiss-ha-" I heard that weird sound again, coming from outside the door. This time, she miraculously understood what the other party meant. "We don't invade my territory." Why... She can understand the voice of this monster... Because, because... She is one of them... She covered her eyes with one hand and her heart with the other. I remembered everything. Heartstalking... Heartstalking... She died of Heartstalking, but she also became a new Heartstalking. Fortunately, she saved her teammates before she died, and for the first time, she showed her feelings freely. Bai Yanliang. Bai Yanliang... With his ability, he should be living a good life now. She gently touched the name on the ground and carved the writing deeper. She had forgotten many things, but she didn't want to forget this one thing. Many beautiful things in life give her the motivation to live. A bite of spicy barbecue at the night market, a cup of fizzy Coke, a blooming flower on the roadside, a beautiful piece of clothing in the window, or even the colorful clouds and stars in the sky, the full moon, the sunrise and sunset. There are also those living people under the sky, relatives in memories, teammates who have lived and died together, and... People who have loved. Everything beautiful and good can give people the motivation to live. But this was the first time she met someone like Bai Yanliang, who gave her the courage to die peacefully. Even if the cost is to become a ghost. There is endless life and endless death. This is the price she is willing to pay. She can only enjoy this death cycle here alone, fighting and being killed with other ghosts in the villa, struggling to retain a little memory and a little bit of humanity. She can remember less and less, and she doesn't know when she will experience complete degradation or liberation. Bai Yanliang. She was thinking about it. I made my last effort. You must not go out. It is very dangerous outside. You cannot go out of the iron gate, you will die. She repeatedly gave herself hints, hoping that when she lost all her memory, she would still remember not to go out and kill people. Although this may also be in vain. She muttered. Talk about. "Yes, my name is Qi Nian!" A little hoarse and unfamiliar, the result of not speaking for a long time, "I am Qi Nian. Qi - Nian - Bai - Yan - Liang -" She laughed out loud: "What, it's almost pronounced as white-eyed wolf." After the laughter, the basement returned to silence. A gust of wind leaked in through the crack in the door, stroking the hair, revealing a dazed face underneath. Who am I... Why am I here... Stiff for a moment, she decided to explore the terrain here first. She moved again. ...... This feeling can be remembered later, but at that time, it was already at a loss.

I drew a picture of Yagyu Kenichi () who is mentally depressed

Does anyone have any recommendations for horror novels that aren't system-heavy or funny?

Please recommend some previous horror novels. The plot is exciting, the main character is not the Virgin, the IQ of all the members is online, and the kind where you can escape from death.

One fanart for every hundred levels A color picture of a character with this level of completion. . The old pigeon doesn't want to paint and needs to be whipped (

If I can't draw anymore, it means I have finished painting. I've been busy lately and haven't read novels (don't ask, just ask because I still have an account to read novels When I first read it, I felt that Qin Wenyu should be a very gloomy person, but after looking at this person, he is very interesting (especially this person has no money), the color is brighter (he is a college student after all), the hair is not too long, and it is sparse enough to cover the eyes. Gloves are a personal hobby, I also want to wear them I have a Bluetooth headset, but it seems too cumbersome to draw (in fact, the effect of wired headsets is good, and the left and right will be more coordinated after drawing). There are some large color blocks at the back for reference. I plan to design a festival pattern in the upper right corner, but I have no idea at the moment. Celulu players should not use thick paint, it will become unfortunate. JPG.

Copy of Fog Collection [Fog Collection. Afterlife] Task: From the time and space of the Portkey Prompt: The soul of the living is peeled off, and the soul leaves the coffin Survival path 1: (Unknown) Everyone's life is like a dream, recognize what has happened, and what will happen again after seeing it. Road to Survival 2: Find the ghost's obsession and fall asleep with the ghost. Find a future that doesn't exist. Participants: Bai Yanliang, Ren Wudao, Xu Zhifei, Li Mu Qi Nian (candid, incomplete) Yu Sheng (doll, soul was exchanged) Death: unknown Survival: unknown "Scary Joke" fan Imaginary world view, any similarity is purely accidental. Intrusion and deletion. Because I am lazy, some of them are designed by stitch monsters Bai Yanliang stared into Qi Nian's eyes and said coldly: "I don't want you to carry fear in this endless night. Fear is poison, and it will gradually corrode your body and mind... . That cold late night, with the light rain falling and the wind blowing, I once saw you on Yuanyang Street in Yecheng. You were wearing a blood-red skirt, sitting under a tree with fallen leaves, burying your head and crying. You are holding a dirty doll in your arms. I don't know why you are sitting there crying. Are you homeless, or have you encountered something sad? I have tasted the pain of loneliness. Maybe this is life, Bai Yan. Liang looked into Qin Nian's eyes and reflected on his face. He found that there was no trace of disappointment on his face. "How many years," actually, I don't know how long I have been struggling. "I suddenly felt sympathy for you. I am a humble person. I know that sympathy can't bring benefits to anyone in this world, but I still walked towards you, came up close to you, bent down and said to you, "Miss, why don't you go home and cry alone here? "You didn't answer me and continued to cry. Your crying made me very sad, and the sadness was infected with me, even though I tried hard to restrain it. I couldn't see your face, but I just felt that your hair was very black, and there was a strange fragrance coming from your hair. I smelled that fragrance, and I couldn't help but tremble... I thought about a lot of things to say to you, but what came out was this sentence, 'Girl, you should go home quickly. It's late at night, it's cold, Rong It's easy to get sick. ' You raised your head and saw a gray face with two black holes for eyes. Black juice flowed out of the black holes. The dirty toy whimpered like a cat and stretched out a long My tongue licked the black juice flowing from your eyes,... I murmured: 'Who are you? ' You seemed to have heard my question and stopped crying. '" I suddenly heard a burst of ethereal laughter, which trembled in the cold wind. I stood there stiffly, and I saw the doll turning its head towards me, its eyes glowing green..." Qi Nian felt goosebumps rise on his body when he heard this, and his voice was also full of goosebumps. "Don't say it anymore - please Don't say any more——" Q Nian turned around and wanted to leave, but Bai Yanliang grabbed him. Qi Nian tried to break away from him, but Bai Yanliang, who seemed to be thin, was very strong, making Qi Nian's efforts in vain Q Nian said, "What do you want to do? " ‌Bai Yanliang said coldly, "I haven't finished speaking yet... You know, in every street in Yecheng, every time I walk through the streets, some pieces of paper will fly in the wind. When I look at such flying pieces of paper, I will have a strong desire in my heart. , I want to grab such a piece of paper that is as ethereal as the soul... One day, I grabbed a piece of paper, and I saw a line of words written on it; I grabbed another piece of paper, and there was still a line of words written on the piece of paper... Do you know what the words were written on the piece of paper? " Qi Nian gasped and said, "How do I know what the word is! " ‌Bai Yanliang said in a daze, "The piece of paper said, 'I have forgotten a lot, but I have not forgotten how to keep you, Bai Yanliang...'"

I only saw chapter 42 and couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't suitable for me. This book is full of apprenticeships, is it good-looking and can it be a god? If you are not a trainee and say this, I will read it.

If Bo Rao can get to the 20,000th floor, I, Jian Siming, will live stream her homework in women's clothing! Take the sticker as proof!

Draft a picture of Qin Wenyu. I feel that this person should be a relatively cold and white-faced type. I really love career-oriented male protagonists.

The author must have read Zhibeiyou. Many books have the shadow of Zhibeiyou, and some of the descriptions are directly copied... The same is true for Strange Players, and this book is also... 😅

At that time, after reading half of it, I felt that this book was definitely bad, and indeed it was.

I don't know if the scholar teacher can see the post, but I would like to give you some personal suggestions The copy you wrote is really, really, really good. I have read more than a dozen novels with unlimited streaming dungeons, and I think your dungeon is the best in terms of writing and character development. The copy you wrote is logical, terrifying, and not an opportunistic solution every time. I am surprised by your ingenuity every time I read it. If you will write copy again in the future, can you try to increase the length of the copy? The world view of your novel takes up a lot of space, and I read that many comments, like mine, like your copy very much. I really like your book! I wish you a happy life😆

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The first half of the book was okay, but towards the end it seemed like the author had been replaced.

First of all, there are many so-called bad books in the comment area that have been filled in. I don't know whether these people are reading at a glance or copying and pasting to hack. Secondly, good and bad are all relative. If these are all bad, the recovery will be even worse in comparison. If you become a QQ member, you can read these two books for free. A certain character's bad writing and logic made him laugh out loud at the beginning.

Chapter 6** Broken The bloody eyes above the fog no longer restrained their malice. Ren Wudao's prison master's key has been completely shattered and has not brought back Yu Sheng, who was lost in 2029. "Maybe she is gone a long time ago." Ren Wudao sighed in disappointment. "The fog collection can preserve me in the normal state of reality, but I can't return to reality. But the backlash of the prison key is just that." The black tentacles in the palm of Ren Wudao's left hand kept twisting upwards, but Ren Wudao's face was calm. Compared with the pain of losing his family, this is nothing. "Hey, I give you my key, can I still use my residual heat, Mr. Ren" Yu Wenxuan said with a smile, the fog collection in Xujian really gave me a "good dream". Everyone was pulled down by Wu Ji. "Future" carried out the mission of killing Dr. Zhou. Dr. Zhou had mutated and was deprived of the meaning of life by the unknown thing behind the door. "I still think you were more human before." Ren Wudao looked sarcastic. Only Ren Wudao and Yu Wenxuan walked out of the prison gate, and no one from the remaining 16 prison gates has yet to come out. "It seems that you are the only one keeping company with me, but I don't like you," Yu Wenxuan said as he ran. Wuji's world seemed boundless, but it was impossible to outrun Wuji's bloody eyes. "Wuji's main gate still needs sacrifices. Is your thought being used as nourishment by Wuji?" Ren Wudao also joked at the end of his life. "I have a plan. If you have the chance to close the slightly open main door, you have to lead away the two "big red dates" above." Yu Wenxuan said with confidence. "Okay, what you just said is still digital? You should also have a key to the door, dragging that thing will not shine." "Give" Yu Wenxuan threw the key to Ren Wudao without any hesitation. "It seems that you have really changed, Mr. Yu." This was the first time Ren Wudao spoke to Yu Wenxuan with respect. "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, if the sacrifices from the door die, we will be useless." Ren Wudao took out a knife, which Yu Sheng used to commit suicide. Ren Wudao put it away. "Yu Sheng, brother is here to accompany you." Ren Wudao opened a hole in his heart and inserted the key to the door without hesitation! Ren Wudao burned his last obsession to resist the mutation, and his blood eyes discovered the abnormality. Blood streaks all over the sky fell from the sky like swords. Ren Wudao used his body as a secondary door to absorb the damage of the mutation. The Poison Key seems to represent Yu Wenxuan's life. "It turns out that fear of death is like this, but dying well is a kind of relief. I don't know who will remember me in the future and now..." Blood dripped from the palm of his hand, and the blood glowed brightly. Yu Wenxuan activated the Prison Lord's Key. "I wonder what kind of ability it will be?" Yu Wenxuan smiled bitterly. Suddenly, an arm wrapped like a blood vessel stretched out from the main door and grabbed Yu Wenxuan's right hand. Yu Wenxuan looked at his left hand, and the key burned from his hand and disappeared. "It's not like resurrecting people once," Yu Wenxuan looked surprised. He didn't want to do it again. Suddenly his left hand burned, but the flame was black, and it quickly burned Yu Wenxuan's neck. Yu Wenxuan felt that a crazy consciousness was taking over his body. The bloody hand on the right has already penetrated Yu Wenxuan. "It seems that my death will not be too pretty, but I also have a reason to live! Come on, you bastards, let's see who sends who away first!" Yu Wenxuan burst out with unimaginable power... Ren Wudao looked at Yu Wenxuan at the main door, his eyes flashed, and the bloody eyes burst out with absolute power that penetrated Ren Wudao's chest, taking After leaving the key to the door, Ren Wudao's eyes were already occupied by madness, and he grabbed the bloody hand on his heart with both hands. "You guys want to come to the world, don't underestimate human beings." At the end, Ren Wudao saw the stubborn and strong sister walking towards him, and saw that in a certain future, his sister and Bai Yanliang had a home. A terrifying devouring power suddenly emerged from the soles of Ren Wudao's feet, completely mutating Ren Wudao. The blood eyes threw out the key in the blood hand, and the bloody hand was suddenly cut off by Ren Wudao. "Let's do it again now, Wuji," Ren Wudao could no longer see the appearance of a human being, but he seemed to have retained some kind of sanity... Yu Wenxuan looked at the mutated Ren Wudao "Ha, it seems I'm the only one who can't let go... Death doesn't seem so scary anymore." Yu Wenxuan's consciousness was gradually being eroded... For a moment, Yu Wenxuan saw himself in that happy life, saw everything he longed for, and regained some sanity in his eyes "Stop looking down on others." Suddenly Yu Wenxuan used his burning left hand to pinch the mutated blood vessels in his right hand. Black flames shot up Yu Wenxuan's body, and Yu Wenxuan pushed the main door with all his strength, "I'm not wrong, Wu Ji is not wrong, it's all for an obsession, I hope the world can forgive me for everything." Yu Wenxuan thought of those "friends" in Wu Ji, Bai Yanliang, Song Que, Xu Zhifei, Yu Hanzhou, Lu Guo, Qi Nian, Li Mu, Zhou Li, Du Shangjing, Gu Pingsheng, Feng Xiuxue, and that annoying Ren Wudao, I hope everyone can find their destination... Yu Wenxuan's eyes and the bloody eyes on the sky are already intact, the bloody hand in the door suddenly withdraws, and Yu Wenxuan's body seems to be about to melt. Yu Wenxuan, who was leaning against the main door, sat down slowly. He had used up the last bit of strength just now, "It seems that I have to leave too. I really don't worry about those friends." There was a smile on Yu Wenxuan's lips, and his body gradually solidified into blood clots, like a statue. Ren Wudao suddenly looked at Yu Wenxuan "No!" Ren Wudao lost his mind and ran towards the main door. From the key of the door, a bloody man slowly formed and wrapped around Ren Wudao's body. Penetrating Ren Wudao's whole body, Ren Wudao suddenly fell down, his eyes slowly closed as he looked at Yu Wenxuan who had turned into blood clots... 'Zhiqua' The seventh door in the depths opened, and an unimaginable person walked out Qi Nian!

Giant Poison, what kind of aloof primary school student character

There hasn't been anything good to read lately, so I found this book on the bookshelf again, and started reading it, so good! I like it, and I can touch the black version of the girl by the way. After all, she likes the protagonist's eyes👀🤭

I cast eight votes three months ago and tried my best. Send this book, I can't be the only one who falls for it. . . 🙂