Thorn Song

This text has no male lead, no romance.
The female lead is slightly timid in the first volume, a bit infatuated in the second, and from the third volume onwards... life seems like a Siberian Husky.
Below is the sequence of volumes, if there are chapters missing, they're probably blocked.
1 Who's best at murder and dismemberment? Look in the suitcase for jackals and wolves.
2 I can handle tutoring, even rocks can be turned to gold.
3 Freshman military training brings tears, Changan loves to eat smoked sausage.
4 A thousand miles of predestined marriage hangs by a thread, whether it's good or bad all depends on fate.
5 My idol is the absolute best, the idol chose me to be their partner.
6 The boss behind the scenes is here, doing whatever they want without logic.
7 Ghost Festival inspiration comes late, helplessly put here.
8 Official advancement and wealth cost a child's life, a good son leaps like a carp over the dragon gate.
9 A trip to the plastic surgery clinic, all the fat is shaken off.
11 Who in the Human World can resist a beauty? Run out of roman numerals, use numbers instead.
11 Turtles may live long, but still dread the end, the characters fear a 404.
12 The local zombie looks handsome, cries out adorably when opening its mouth.
13 One dance captures the city, the beauty of the past fades away.
There's a lot more, too tired to write the summary...

She Can See Ghosts

He Qing's fingers came together, wrapped in a layer of thick and sharp Spiritual Power, and plunged straight down without the slightest mercy!


——However, something felt wrong beneath her fingers.


Those neatly joined white index and middle fingers, concealed by the sleeve, pierced into the seat cushion like a knife through butter, silently creating two holes. Yet the sensation beneath her hands was empty, without a trace of the culprit.


A frown creased He Qing's brow, despite feeling contact, her vision couldn't possibly be wrong. So, it must not have been Fat Man's wandering hand as she had surmised, but something else entirely?


She withdrew her hand slowly but inadvertently noticed a middle-aged man burdened with bags and packages by the aisle, who was now watching her direction with heightened alertness.


Chapter 3: Gang