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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1215 Chs

School on a Rainy Night

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

"There's a boy who came to visit my Haunted House today. He looked about eight or nine, doesn't like to speak, and the darker the place, the more excited he gets, what kind of symptom are these?" Chen Ge voiced the problem directly. He only had two people he could ask; one was He San, and the other was He Feng.

"Forensic students focus on practical medicine, biology, and some chemistry. Psychology focuses on mental phenomena, neuroscience, and psychiatry. They are completely different fields. Even if you ask me, I won't be able to provide you with an answer." He San sighed helplessly. "Boss, are you really not planning to do anything about this? I notice you have not updated for a few days already, and your previous livestream was days ago. If you allow this to continue, your popularity will start to fall. Look at your profile page, there are already comments that say you're running out of ideas, and they even started to mock your Haunted House."

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