Mastering the Mystery: Parasitic America

No system Five thousand dollars for a haunted house, one thousand dollars for a life. Wang Hai just wanted to finish wiping and leave quickly. But the dead man opened the door, gave him a rag, and said "thank you" with a smile. When the man in black robe used ancient rituals to "clean up" everything, Wang Hai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the nightmare was over. He was wrong. Nightmares are just learning to disguise themselves. It is hidden in the black stone, hidden in the eyes of the black stone, hidden in the gaps of every blink of the eye. The scariest thing is never fear. It is the last sanity of a living person.