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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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"Let's move on. Stop looking around." Sister Ghost leaned close to the male assistant, much closer than necessary. "Did Brother Gang inform you of the real purpose of this visit? Why is your heart beating so fast, and why are you sweating so much? Are you not feeling well?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." The male assistant pulled back his gaze. Holding his phone, his face was extraordinarily pale, and he softly grumbled, "The footsteps are uneven, but the numbers are correct, thank goodness…"

"You are a strange man." Sister Ghost wanted to ask him something, but seeing his state, she cancelled that thought.

"Little Sister, you and Little Ghost had better be more careful. This Haunted House is very uniquely designed." Big Ghost silently moved to Sister Ghost's side.

"Did you hear something?" Sister Ghost was curious.

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