...
The post office could let Wang Ye have half an hour of peace and quiet - this was an immense blessing.
Focusing his mind, Wang Ye surreptitiously observed this child.
Perhaps due to the window material, the child had knocked for a long time but the window didn't budge an inch, only making sounds.
The three-eyed child now finally gave up and lay on the window, ceaselessly looking at Wang Ye.
A person and a ghost, in the deep of night, silently gazing at each other through a window.
After about a minute, the child seemed to finally give up on coming in and turned to leave.
Sitting in the rocking chair, Wang Ye watched the child's receding back, brows slightly furrowed.
He had an indefinable feeling that this matter was not so simple.
About a minute later, the child came back, but was holding a severed arm this time.
Standing in the distance, he took a long look at the wooden hut, then inserted the severed arm into the mud in front of a tombstone, using the arm like a shovel to continuously dig.
The tombstone shook slightly, seeming somewhat excited.
...
So he couldn't get in himself, and wanted to find more people to come in?
Most bizarre was how this child completely ignored the candlelight suppression!
Back at Xiao An Temple, just a little remnant was enough to suppress so many ghosts, rendering them unable to move.
Now there was still some time before the task ended. If he let this guy keep digging, who knew how many beings would appear at the hut entrance at the end.
By then, surrounded by a group of horrifying beings, even he would only face instant death.
As for betting on the candlelight being able to suppress them?
That was too passive, not Wang Ye's style.
Thinking so, Wang Ye suddenly opened the window from inside the hut, looking at the child still digging the grave in the distance, and shouted:
"Come in and sit down?"
Noticing the window opened by Wang Ye, the child's three eyeballs ceaselessly rolled about, brimming with excited radiance. He threw down the half-severed arm in his hand and rushed at the hut.
As the window opened, surges of eerie ghostly energy poured into the room.
Wang Ye held his breath, carefully sensing the aura given off by the three-eyed ghost. After all, it could resist candlelight, so a tiny mistake could turn him into a corpse, without even the fortune of being buried in a graveyard.
One hand gripped the window handle tightly - if something went wrong, Wang Ye could close the window at top speed.
But what astonished him was, this ghost's aura...
Was very weak!
As if it was just a low-level small ghost. According to Luo Ping's given ranking, perhaps it could barely reach the soldier level.
In Shangjing City, any esper could probably annihilate it.
But Wang Ye grew increasingly vigilant in his heart.
The bronze spike that had sealed Xiao Si appeared soundlessly in his hand. Although its energy was greatly depleted, this was still his strongest sealing object.
As for the hemp rope...
He felt it wouldn't be very useful.
The three-eyed ghost drew closer and closer to the window, his expression increasingly excited!
These rich emotional fluctuations affirmed Wang Ye's judgment that it was no common ghost!
Because of his short stature, he climbed up the window with difficulty, squeezing into the hut.
The instant he landed, Wang Ye drove the bronze spike at the spot above his third eye on the brow, forcefully piercing it in.
Almost no resistance - the bronze spike pierced through his skull.
Next second, Wang Ye closed the window, drew out the hemp rope at his waist, and tied him up tightly.
After finishing this series of actions, the three-eyed ghost stood stiffly on the ground, his expression dazed, eyeballs somewhat wandering.
Was this...
Sealed up?
Wang Ye had unknowingly drawn out the Ghost Slashing Blade, ready to hack down at any time.
Discovering that this guy was so easily sealed after being prepared for the worst, he was taken aback for a moment.
According to his speculations, if the bronze spike and hemp rope still couldn't seal this creature, he would go all out with the Ghost Slashing Blade for a lethal blow, then take out the bronze figurine to devour half its corpse.
Finally, he would take out the monk's robe stolen from the torture chamber, making his body enter an illusory state.
If that still didn't work, he would have to play his final trump card...
But after making countless plans, he was shocked to find that just the bronze spike and hemp rope had already done the job?
Was this ghost...
Really so weak?
But how did it nullify the candlelight?
The Wasteland was bizarre everywhere indeed.
Letting out a breath, Wang Ye silently put away the Ghost Slashing Blade, but still watched this three-eyed ghost warily, unwilling to let down his guard.
Only after a full five minutes passed with no movement from it did Wang Ye finally believe it was truly sealed.
So...
Could this ghost's ability be to ignore candlelight?
Did he overthink things...
With only two hours left until the task ended, hopefully the rest would be peaceful.
But contrary to his wishes...
Just five minutes later, through the hut, the faint sound of weeping could be heard. The voice was sorrowful, seemingly able to stir the most sorrowful memories from the depths of one's heart.
And this voice...
Was extremely familiar.
Wang Ye's expression instantly darkened!
That wailing ghost!
This place was very far from Salvage City, how did this ghost get here!
Wang Ye couldn't help but curse inwardly!
Did this ghost originally plan to come to the graveyard, or did it follow him here!
As time passed, the weeping grew clearer and clearer.
That wailing ghost was getting closer and closer to him!
Wang Ye stood up from the rocking chair and came to the bedside, gazing into the distance.
Sure enough!
The wailing ghost was holding a brazier, dressed in mourning clothes, and walking stiffly amongst the graveyard.
Only the mourning hat had been snatched away by Wang Ye, leaving the overall look somewhat strange.
It drew nearer and nearer to the hut, and Wang Ye's expression became more solemn.
Last time he had luckily snatched away the mourning hat, and that was still relying on the wooden chair.
But the chair was left at home, so facing the wailing ghost directly this time would be hard...
Just then, the wailing ghost stopped in its tracks, kneeling before a tombstone, its weeping growing louder. Green flames continuously spurted from that brazier.
The wailing ghost placed its hands into the brazier, ceaselessly taking out head after head, arranging them before the tombstone.
Wang Ye looked closely - they were indeed heads, all with eyes open, giving off a ghostly radiance under the green flames.
The tombstone shook lightly, and a crack suddenly split open in the middle.
A still-bleeding arm stretched out from the ground, grabbed a head, and withdrew back in.
After a moment, it reached out and grabbed another head, repeating the cycle.
Just then, a silhouette staggered over from the distance, also headed for this tombstone, it seemed.
And the wailing ghost slowly raised its head, looking towards the silhouette.
Its weeping now contained a hint of anger.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
