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Qi Si held three sticks of incense and bowed three times. He noticed the black smoke lingering on his palm seemed to fade slightly. But it was only for an instant before the diluted black smoke returned to its thick intensity. It was like dripping a single drop of clear water into an ink pool—futile and useless. Qi Si glanced sideways at the cold sunlight outside the door. While most people's attention was elsewhere, he casually snatched a memorial tablet and walked out of the ancestral…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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Inside the ancestral hall, Zhang Licai quickly recovered from his fright, wailing as he threw himself against the tightly shut main doors, pushing outward with all his might. The doors creaked under his pressure but didn't reveal even a sliver of a gap, as if some force were blocking them from the outside. With a mournful face, he muttered in a low voice, "It's over, these doors are shut tight. I can't open them..." 【rules have been refreshed】 【3. The Ghosts of the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Yang Yundong gripped the plain blade with his single arm and walked in front; five players followed closely behind him. Passing through ruined, collapsed houses and low walls, and treading upon weeds heavy with dew, the large locust tree they had seen yesterday came into view. The fog had not yet had time to rise on the road, allowing the players to see the scenery ahead and behind; fifty meters beyond the locust tree, a building hung with red lanterns stood prominently. They didn't…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Granny Su went out as usual, carrying a wooden bucket filled with meat on a shoulder pole, heading towards the ancestral hall. A-Xi followed beside her, skipping along and singing children's songs as they went. After hearing Yang Yundong say, "Conspirators are destined to hide in the gutters; I was born to stand in the sunlight," Qi Si knew there was nothing more to say. He returned to the courtyard and stood in a deserted corner, looking down at his light gray shadow…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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As the Pocket Watch of Fate's hand pointed to six, Qi Si woke naturally. Morning sunlight slanted in listlessly, glazing every surface with a white enamel. Lu Keliang's skeleton lay quietly in the courtyard, reflecting pale dawn light. Qi Si pushed the door open and walked straight to the wing-room where Tattooed Woman stayed, rapping twice—neither soft nor loud. "Coming! What's the rush so early?" Tattooed Woman's voice rang shrill, gurgling with…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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In the wing room, Lu Keliang sat by the desk, unable to sleep at all as the Tattooed Woman's earth-shattering snoring echoed behind him. He was forty-three years old. Since he went to the mountains to volunteer as a teacher at twenty-two, he had never left. He had spent nearly half his life in the mountains, teaching one generation of children after another to help them find a way out of the wilderness. His parents were both farmers who had died long ago. He had finished university…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The moon hung in the center of the sky; the night was hazy. Granny Su stepped out of the main house, cleared the leftovers from the dining table, and said, "You all came back late today. You must return earlier tomorrow." She stated this, then left it at that, unsure if it was a well-intentioned reminder or a warning issued in advance. There were only so many clues; no matter how long they discussed, nothing new would come of it. After saying goodbye to each other, the players returned to…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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“Thus, the bright spirits descend. Among men, they are called shamans; among women, they are called witches.” “The people are thus able to possess loyalty and sincerity, and the spirits are thus able to possess bright virtue.” “Humans and spirits do not disturb each other; each obtains its proper order.” “—‘Discourses of the States’” Human belief in gods first arose from fear of the unknown. Unable to explain a series of events like famine, disaster, and death, they…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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It took another full half hour before the collapsed players gradually recovered, shakily climbing up from the ground. The injury on the thin man's left arm had stopped bleeding, and he had recovered from his blood-fainting state. He helped Zhou Yilin, who was beside him, to her feet and removed the jacket covering her head. Seeing the tragic scene before her, Zhou Yilin's already red-rimmed eyes instantly turned even redder: "Wuwuwu... I should have stayed at Granny Su's place, I…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The scene before his eyes was veiled in a faint, pale red; colors were overturned into filthy clumps, overflowing into a lake upon the murky backdrop. Beautiful young men and women, clad in various ornately carved robes, sat in a row along an endless bronze table. They toasted one another; meat was on their plates, and blood was in their cups. In a certain instant, blazing sunlight poured down from the sky. Everything froze like statues; flesh steamed and vaporized, and translucent skeletons screamed…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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