Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
“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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