Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“Someone bought the haunted house on purpose?” Han Fei looked at the white candles on the floor. “And he prepared all these?”
“Naturally. Who would do this other than madman… Well, that might not be true. There are other crazy people living here.” The old man was reminded of something, “But he’s definitely responsible for the white candles. I’ve caught him red-handed before.”
“Why would he do this?”
“Who knows? He refuses to explain, and the community manager doesn’t care. We’ve called the police, but the man refuses to change.” The old man sighed. “If you’re that curious, you can go and ask him yourself. However, heed my advice. You can’t trust the words of a madman, or you’d go mad too.”
After that, the old man entered his room and closed the door. He only wanted to mind his own business.
“The cripple’s girlfriend returned on the seventh day of her death. Is it possible that the new tenant is doing all this to meet his girlfriend again?” Lee Guo Er’s expression changed. “This is bad. We saw the bride yesterday night. She might have entered his house already! He is in danger!”
“Let’s go and see.” The three walked through the white candles and came to the fourth floor. Lee Guo Er was worried about the new tenant, so she moved quickly. However, Han Fei stopped when they were on the fourth floor.
“What’s wrong?” Xiao Jia walked into Han Fei.
“This room…” Han Fei stared at the rusted grille. His pupils narrowed, and the expression on his face became out of control. “I’ve been here before.” Han Fei grabbed the lock and shook. The sound shocked Lee Guo Er and Xiao Jia.
“Calm down!” Xiao Jia tried to pull Han Fei away, but Han Fei’s hands appeared to have joined with the grille.
“I didn’t move. It was my body that moved. I’ve opened this door many times that it has become muscle memory.” He had no key. His hands burst with veins turning the doorknob. The room appeared to be very important to Han Fei. He also had no idea why he was doing this. ‘Is this really my home?’
Soon, urgent footsteps came from inside the house. Th
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