My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

I Fix Air-Conditioner · Horror

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Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

"Calm down!" Chen Ge immediately ran to the middle of the corridor. "We're all allies here; there's no need to harm each other!"

His back was drenched from being squeezed between two Red Specters. Chen Ge was shocked by this scene himself. Two Red Specters were going to fight it out, but he, a living human, was the mediator. Perhaps it was due to Chen Ge, neither the boy nor Zhang Ya made a move.

In reality, the boy was already compromising. After he woke up, the blood vessels inside the Third Sick Hall had continued to surge into his body, and the more he dragged this out, the more powerful he would become.

"I can give you the old man's body, but I must keep his head." There was a unique connection between the boy and the Third Sick Hall. If the Third Sick Hall was a monster, then he was the monster's child, so he had perfect control of the many things here.

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