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Wu Zeng's Identity At the courtyard entrance, a figure had appeared unnoticed. Wu Kai Ke held a pure black, long-handled umbrella. Rain streamed down the edges of the canopy, forming a curtain of water. He was impeccably dressed in a suit, his leather shoes gleaming, completely out of place in this muddy, bloody battlefield. "You really are something," Wu Kai Ke's voice was soft, yet it clearly pierced the rain and reached everyone's ears. "Wu Zeng, hmm?" He bit down lightly on the last two words, but…-
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Raving Old Monster It was rare for an obsession entity to so directly reveal its identity. Wu Kai Ke stared intently in the direction the group had fled. His words were clearly aimed at Chen Jin and the other two, but because they were busy escaping Old Man Wu’s pursuit, they hadn't heard a word. "Why is this thing chasing us relentlessly!" "What did Wu Kai Ke do to his father?!" "You didn't pick up anything strange, did you? Why is he only chasing us?" "......" Passing the Bai family residence,…
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Lord of This World Chen Jin’s mind was filled with the image of Wu Zeng’s suggestive actions from the morning, leaving him with no appetite. His gaze swept over the noisy crowd. He saw the three Bai brothers sitting in a corner, the two younger ones obediently squatting on their seats, waiting for the food their eldest brother was scooping for them. Wu Zeng’s fingertip lightly brushed the back of Chen Jin’s hand under the table. The icy touch made him shiver. Following Wu Zeng’s subtle…
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Raw Pig Blood Feast 2 (Revised) “Yo! Yo yo!” Loud pop music and folk tunes blared near the pig roasting pit. The massive sound came through the black speakers on the ground. The melody was cheerful, but interspersed with strange sound effects—like the low whispers of wind and rain—a thorn embedded in the light, happy rhythm, causing a vague sense of unease. At first, only a leading uncle was dancing alone by the speakers. Gradually, more and more locals joined in, slowly forming a circle. They…
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The Wu Family Banquet “Quite the lavish affair,” Chen Jin shrugged. “But isn’t there a saying in the village now that the deceased must be placed at the Mountain God Temple for a day before burial? I remember he didn’t pass away on the same day as Aunt San Rong…” “I don’t know about that. I heard Wu Kai Ke’s temper has become very strange since he left. It’s surprising enough that he’s treating the whole village to a meal,” Uncle A Dong chattered, clearly bored from guarding the…
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Bai Family Secret “Xiao Jin! Wake up! Xiao Jin!” An anxious voice pierced through layers of clouds and fog, rousing Chen Jin’s dazed consciousness like a spring rain, but his vision remained a blurry kaleidoscope. “Xiao Jin!” Chen Jin jolted violently, gasping for air as if forcibly dragged from deep water. He suddenly realized he was in a posture of lunging outward, currently held tightly by Wu Zeng. Sweat soaked his back, and his heart hammered wildly in his chest, threatening to burst out.…
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A Night Visit to the Sinister Temple In the evening, the flow of pedestrians on the road was sparse. Everyone was gradually packing up their things and heading home. Chen Jin and Wu Zeng returned with the scattered few. “The noodles are all mushy and you’re only just getting back!” Uncle A Dong’s angry roar echoed through the Guesthouse. The three of them were back to sharing a pot of instant noodles, a peaceful routine that inexplicably made Chen Jin feel a little emotional. “Wouldn’t it be…
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Chemical Genius Specks of light pierced through the heavy clouds, scattering onto the bluestone path. The winding alleyways resembled ink blots spreading across a wash painting. Looking down the narrow lane, the stone path in the back alley snaked like a black river under the moonlight, and the surrounding homes were silent. The two walked back sharing an umbrella. The night wind was cool and the water cold. The umbrella surface was occasionally lifted into a dangerous arc by the night breeze, and Wu…
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Cocoon Silk Eruption After sunset in the evening, a fine rain fell over the village. Villagers returned home, and lights flickered on in every household. Under the gloomy moonlight, Chen Jin and Wu Zeng left Aunt San Rong’s old courtyard. They shared an old umbrella found somewhere, walking along the newly paved road which had uneven depressions. Water collected in the potholes after the rain, forcing them to tread carefully. A damp, cold wind, carrying the stench of grass and wood, swept over them,…
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The dense fog had crept in unnoticed, now blanketing Mengle Village like a colossal, awe-inspiring entity. Chen Jin’s gaze was fixed on the scarlet patterns atop the stone stele. As it tilted, cracks spread along the grooves of the inscription. The red loops at the top seemed to suddenly come alive in the dim light, drawing attention like fresh earthworms just emerging from the soil. Chen Jin suddenly recalled that the edges of the kraft paper Aunt San Rong had given him were stitched with this exact…
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