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'‽"

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Following the Guide

編集者: Millman97

Xiao Bu stayed at a normal apartment; her stepfather did not appear to be that well-off.

"Shall we knock?" Standing in the corridor, Chen Ge held the murderer that he had caught from the bush and wondered aloud. "This is after all Xiao Bu's place, so it doesn't seem right for me to break the door down."

Chen Ge tried the doorknob, and to his surprise, the door was not locked. As the lock clicked, the door was pushed open. A faded stench drifted out from inside the room. Chen Ge narrowed his eyes, and his pupils constricted, a sign that he was using Yin Yang Vision.

Coffee table, sofa, television cupboard… All the furniture looked normal—there was nothing unique about them.

"Someone has died here; you'd better not go in." His hands tied behind his back, the murderer uttered with his head lowered. He looked like he was talking to himself.

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