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!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
“Are you ready?” The old lady held the doorknob. The words on her face trembled as she did. “No matter what you see, I hope you can remain calm. Remember, do not show fear to him.”
The old grille slowly opened. The room was dark. It was unlike an apartment for the living but a lair for a monster.
“Do not step on the things on the ground. It took me a lot of effort to beg for these talismans.” The old lady kept her head lowered. Ever since she entered the room, she deliberately fixed her gaze on the floor lest she accidentally met something’s gaze.
“If they are useful, you wouldn’t have to worry so much.” Han Fei grabbed the hilt of Rest in Peace. His palm started to sweat. The atmosphere was strange.
“Shush. The Demon Gods can hear you. You can not believe them, but you can’t disrespect them.” The old lady waved urgently at Han Fei and said sternly. She carefully moved through the living room and pulled off the paper rope made from talismans. She glanced at the innermost bedroom. The door covered in yellow talismans was closed. Five bowls were placed before the door. They contained paper human limbs and a head. The old lady slowly retreated when she saw the things inside the five bowls.
“What’s wrong?” Han Fei was confused.
“He hasn’t had his fill. We shan’t disturb him.” The old lady mumbled nervously.
“Are these the things you normally feed him? Where is the nutrition without vegetables and meat?” Han Fei thought the old lady was possessed too. Even if the boy had been possessed, he needed a normal diet.
“The bowls contain ashes and medicine from senseis.”
“Wonderful. It’s really thanks to the ghosts that your grandson is still alive.” Han Fei shook his head. After regaining his memory, he was certain of one thing. Under most situations, only ghosts could deal with ghosts. He didn’t believe in senseis and the like. He wanted to ask the old lady to ask the sensei over so they could talk about this in detail.
“The ‘human’ in the bowl is food for the thing on him. Only when that thing is fed and asleep that my grand
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