Assassination Novelist 3

On the computer screen, the last line of the "God Killer" document was automatically generated: "Three years after the death of the red-haired ghost, his blood soaked through the back of the paper and began to bite the person who wrote the book." He slammed his laptop shut and looked out the window with a gasp. The night fog in Chongqing is so thick that it cannot be cleared away, and the neon lights in the distance are blurred into a bloody spot in the fog. The manuscripts on the bookshelf were spinning silently, and while the pages were turning, he saw fragments of the martial arts novel he wrote when he was nineteen rising from the paper, and black ink marks swimming into the air like tadpoles. This is the seventh day of the "text backlash".