Wang Pingan wakes up and finds himself a constable of the Wuji Empire, investigating flower-picking fairies, fighting headless corpses, and investigating old cases.
Condense the death energy beads, absorb the death energy, evil energy and other negative things, turn other people's arsenic into your own medicine, explore the secret realm, search for treasures and medicine, and achieve immortality.
Fear of answering the phone, a woman who shuns strangers, a pig that lures beauties, invasive bugs, a cursed child, sudden misfortune raining from the sky, a spooky mental hospital, and a high-rise building full of lurking threats—all are part of The Ghost‑Tale Society.
At the end of the century, in the southwestern mountainous areas, the era of scientific and technological development had not yet arrived, and many mysterious and strange stories were circulating in the closed and primitive villages in the mountains.
Legend has it that a cannibalistic witch would transform into a kindly old woman and enter the village, that an ugly mandrill would don human skin and go to market, that headless corpses roamed the sparsely populated mountains, and that a gigantic, blood-sucking snake lurked deep in underground caves...
Ran Qing has lived in a mountain village since childhood and has depended on his grandmother since his mother died.
His grandmother told him that every person in the world has a book in his body, which records the person's life story, good and evil deeds, and life span. Yin-Yang masters call it the "Yin Shou Book".
An unexpected experience allowed Ran Qing to see the Yin Shou Book in his body.
And the story begins from here...
Many literary works feature a despicable, lurking figure, like a rat in a sewer, who grovels in the shadows, obsequiously infatuated with the protagonist, resorting to any means necessary. They covet the protagonist, inflicting immense psychological and even physical harm. The system's mission for Jiu Shu is to repay these villains in kind, punishing them and making them regret the harm they've caused the protagonist. The seasoned traitor Jiu Shu readily accepts the mission, only to infuriate the system. *Who's following you in the dark?
Take a bowl, fill it with soil, count one, two, three, four, five. Plant a toad and it becomes a train, plant a soybean and it becomes a tiger. Cultivate a skillful craft, enjoy a lifetime of happiness without suffering. There are 360 paths in life, but who rules each road? That carpenter is skilled, his ink lines divide yin and yang with a flick of his finger, his mortise and tenon joints subdue the eight directions. This blacksmith is capable, his furnace roars with iron fire, his hammer strikes a thousand times, splitting dawn and dusk. There's also a tailor with great ambition, his every thread shaping the world, his needle determining yin and yang. And then there's the cook with a ruthless heart, his iron stove burning like hell, his blade wielding wind and thunder, his bones as fuel. In Wansheng Prefecture, a thousand people, a thousand faces, ten thousand lives, ten thousand changes. Zhang Laifu stands in the sea of people, laughing triumphantly, "Come on, follow me and enjoy happiness!"
Within the steel cage, Chang Yang's consciousness awakened within his shattered body. The glory of the Black Sanctuary had been tainted by torture, replaced by the resilience of another soul. Deep within this blasphemous Sword-class frigate, whispers of the warp surged like a tide, only to shatter before the barriers of his thoughts. Only one cold, cunning voice was an exception—not for corruption, but to offer a blood-paved stairway to divinity.
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[Cursed Spirit + Mischievous + No Pairing + OOC + Loves Raising Kids] As a cursed spirit, I strive to become stronger and crush those two scumbags who want to enslave me.
Bai Susu clearly recognized that she was human, but she had no idea why she had become a cursed spirit. In order to avoid being enslaved by that squinty-eyed man, she could only run away.
【Double Male Leads】【Blood Clan】【Micro-Thriller】【Funny Daily Life】【Sand Sculpture】
The blood moon is in the sky, monsters are rampant, and Senluo Town has ushered in the greatest disaster in history! The Kande Orphanage has turned into purgatory, pedestrians are eaten by strange birds, and Xi Yiyan's life is in danger!
At this dying moment, the mysterious blood clan "Yin Shiye" saves Xi Yiyan at the cost of a blood contract, and cleanses the rampant monsters in one fell swoop! However, this is just the beginning.
Under the guidance of Edward, the ancestor of the blood clan, Xi Yiyan stepped into the legendary Valentine College and uncovered the thrilling secrets under the calm daily life: "The non-existent thirteenth step" is the door to another world; A remote and weird town, men will die suddenly if they enter; A strange virus can make living people into ceramic dolls; Sunflowers with bloody smiles tell the truth that is difficult to discern... The revival of "Abyss", the awakening of mysterious souls, and the unknown monster experiments, behind all this, it is no coincidence!
Under the cover of a series of events, the horrifying truth is slowly coming to light...
Ps: There are more daily stories in the early stage, so you can read it as a funny article
A humble scholar, with bones as thin as feathers, treads the foul wind; his blood, congealed into cinnabar, scorns the Daoist master.
Claws shatter cities and devour the sun and moon; a demonic heart refines the world and scorns the heavens.
The cauldron melts all laws to open a new realm; the sword shatters a thousand sects to reach the summit.
Do not concern yourself with the affairs of good and evil throughout the ages; only a single thought can govern the primordial chaos.