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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'‽"

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My House of Horrors

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Dark clouds hung low in the sky, and the rain drenched Chen Ge's jacket. He squatted before the cat, his mind a mess. Earlier, he had seen fear on the man's face. Normally, shouldn't the party with the weapon have resisted instead of surrendering so easily?

There was such a change to the boss' attitude, and this made Chen Ge wonder, what had he seen?

When I gripped him earlier, there was a chill radiating from the eye; that should be the Yin Yang Vision in effect.

The description the black phone provided on the Yin Yang Vision was very vague, and Zhang Ya had even blown half of the mirror monster's body into his eyes. Yin Yang Vision seemed to have evolved, but what was the effect of the evolution? Chen Ge could not really tell for sure.

I acted almost instinctually earlier. It's probably caused by the pent-up stress from all the things that have happened recently.

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