Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 222: Threat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130- Cloud Peak delicacies
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 924: Predicament
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1129- Two reports
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3815: Finding Reinforcements
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 24: Version a.02 Update! Death Penalty!
“Don’t eat those! Those are for dead people!” Gao Ming rushed towards Wan Qiu, but Xuan Wen held him back.
Wan Qiu slowly moved his body. His face was scrunched up together. His neck twitched, and bloody rice fell from his mouth. “You…” Wan Qiu’s expression changed. The curtain fluttered in the window. Paper money was scattered everywhere. The walls and ceiling cracked. There appeared to be bugs crawling in the gap.
Wan Qiu spoke like a weeping elder, “Tiger in front, wolf at the back. The sky won’t reply, the ground won’t answer…” Something inside the room wanted to tell Gao Ming and Xuan Wen some things through Wan Qiu. “Ghosts eat humans. Humans eat meat. Meat eats ghosts.”
Wan Qiu’s mouth was leaking with blood. His lips were chapped, but he kept mumbling. The round table shook. The bowls fell. “You have to eat. Then you’ll live…”
After that, Wan Qiu fell to the ground. Gao Ming hurried to help him up.
At the same time, Xuan Wen opened the door of the inner room. The only bedroom had been modified to a memorial. There were eight death portraits and plaques lined up neatly on the table. In the portraits, they widened their eyes as they looked at the round table in the dining room.
“These are the victims of the first case here. The joss sticks are still burning. Has someone been lighting these for them?”
They had made some commotions. Gao Ming was worried that it would attract the attention of hostile entities, so he carried Wan Qiu and left. Gao Ming pushed open the front door, and the metallic door slammed into someone.
“Wait!” Holding his forehead, Uncle Wu, in the winter coat, appeared. The tattered talismans in his coat fell everywhere.
“Why are you here?”
“We don’t have time to talk. Let’s go!” Uncle Wu didn’t even pick up the fallen talismans. He led Gao Ming’s group to the fifth floor. They squeezed through the gap in the fence and returned to Building B.
“You people are so brave!” Uncle Wu collapsed to the ground while catch
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