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The Mysterious Corpse On A Rainy Night: Mystery Of A Deserted Grave And Environmental Awakening

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The woods were overgrown with weeds, and there were several abandoned graves hidden among them. On the slope to the left of the path was a grave pit left behind when Ye Dalin directed the workers to dig up an ownerless old grave. There was some rainwater accumulated in it, and a few toads were gurgling in the water. A coffin cover was soaking in the yellow mud pond, and on each of the two corners of the wide head there was a six-inch long iron nail. The rusty iron nails stood upright, and there was blood on them. … Continue readingThe Mysterious Corpse On A Rainy Night: Mystery Of A Deserted Grave And Environmental Awakening

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Several times the kid who was trying to catch someone passed by him and turned a blind eye to him. When he walked to the bottom of a hill, the thing refused to move, and he found that he couldn't move either. That thing was gone, and my colleague felt as if his whole body was tied with a rope. When you wake up, talk to your family about the matter. That thing is called the Goose Ghost. It likes to eat the livers of children (the taste is very strange). It survives the fittest. It is also very good at seducing children.

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Long Ghost Story

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So the topic of rain started, and the water turtle was gradually forgotten by everyone. The oil painting said that this is the way to transport goods to the mountain. Follow this road and go straight. After noon, you can reach “Amitabha Buddha”. If the rain doesn’t stop, you can temporarily camp at “Amitabha Buddha” and enter Laojun again the next day. mountain top. The oil painting gave me a meaningful look, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a group of people descending from the mountain. This team seems to be of the same nature as us, with different ages. …5…67, where is my friend… The weak singing voice of the group came right after half a cigarette. … Continue readingLong Ghost Story