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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Zhang Ya's Secret

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

"I'm not lying to you! Everything I wrote is true!" The doll's finger was almost broken, but there was no reaction from the people around it. This made him feel mad and awkward.

Naturally, Chen Ge knew that the doll was not lying, but the problem was that he was not being used by Zhang Ya. If he really analyzed it, it was Zhang Ya who had saved him many times. Without this Specter who stuck to him like a nightmare, he would have died under a chop from an axe during his first Trial Mission. The doll lay on the ground, his feet being pulled by Chen Ge. It was hard to believe that this was the most mysterious headmaster in the School of the Afterlife.

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