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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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Flashes of the past appeared in Chen Ge's mind, and the many coincidences now appeared to be linked together. They might not have been as coincidental as Chen Ge had previously thought.

Chang Wenyu and the painter, who should I help?

When he first obtained the black phone, Chen Ge had made a choice, and that choice had changed his life, giving him the right to find the truth.

Even though School of the Afterlife is a four-star scenario, there is no door-pusher. There must be plenty who have their eyes on this piece of meat.

Chen Ge's Plan