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

Don't be Scared, I'm a Visitor

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

The corridor suddenly became so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard. The 'ghost' inside the box did not realize what Chen Ge had done. He was still waiting for the moment to give Chen Ge the fatal blow.

In the corner, Chen Ge was also silently counting the time. After thirty seconds, there was a creaking sound inside the box. The actor had probably gotten tired from maintaining the same pose for a long time.

In comparison, Chen Ge was more like an experienced hunter. He arched his back and slowly nudged forward. After forty seconds, the 'ghost' was confused because the visitor still had not shown up. He leaned his body forward to adjust his angle in the hope of spotting Chen Ge.

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