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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"Zhang Wenyu?" Feeling the cold from the palm, Chen Ge revealed a sincere smile. "I've remembered your name. I will help you complete the victims' wishes, so we will certainly interact more in the future."

The man thought that Chen Ge was quite a good person. He took back his hand silently and suddenly did not know what to say. In all his life, he had not met anyone who could understand him, but he had found one after death.

"Do you have any wishes that can be completed around Jiujiang? Let's start with those that are closer to us. We need more preparation before we can tackle things that are further away." Chen Ge had said that he would help the man, and he was not joking.

The man did not answer. He was not sure whether he should do that or not. After all, he was the one who shouldered all the pain of the victims.

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