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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 · 灵异恐怖
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The Chair Is Moving

編輯: Millman97

The driver's face was pale, and he laughed awkwardly. "Then, good luck to you."

"Thank you, so do you mind stopping the recording now?" Chen Ge flashed a smile that he thought was friendly. "This is just a misunderstanding."

"Of course," the driver answered readily. He pressed some random button on the machine. After driving for another two or three meters, the red light on the driver's walkie-talkie lit up. He pressed it lightly, and before he could say anything, a rough, gravelly voice appeared.

"Lao Liu, you're also near Western Jiujiang's Private Academy? What is wrong with people tonight? I also have a passenger with me who wants to go there. Actually, we're quite close. By the way, what is this message that you sent to the group? 'I am meld postage'?"

"It's nothing, just focus on your passenger." The driver swiped the sweat on his forehead away and quickly hung up on the walkie-talkie.