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 After the 11th long holiday, the crowd in the imperial capital has dispersed, and there are still many people on the street.
 Lou Fan was standing under the big pants building with a quiver on his back, a cup of coffee in one hand, and a mobile phone in the other hand was sending a message.
 Soon a fashionable little girl ran out of the building. She looked like she was only in her twenties. When she saw the building, her eyes lit up and she trotted over here. When Lou Fan raised his head to look at her, she was stunned and stopped slowly.
 The young man standing on the street is still the same as before, but his temperament is more distinct. He is cool and handsome, with neatly trimmed hair, wearing a beige coat, light-colored pencil pants, a pair of recently popular old shoes, and a **** bag on his back, standing in front of people coming and going very conspicuous in it. When the girl saw him smile, her face turned red, and she ran to him immediately.
 "Senior brother, wait a long time, I'm sorry to be stopped by the leader just now." The girl said a little embarrassedly.
 Lou Fan didn't care at all, "It's okay, are you hungry? Let's go eat first."
 The girl nodded and saw that he threw a coffee cup and held a black leaflet with a drawing of a train on it.
 "What is this, brother?" the girl asked curiously.
 Lou Fan followed her gaze to the flyer in his hand. It was black with an old-looking black and red train on it. He raised the flyer, "Well, just now, a person with a strange mask sent it, saying that there is a newly opened VR-themed game hall nearby, which is probably a train theme."
 Lou Fan was actually a little uncomfortable looking at the flyer, and when he thought about the masked person just now, he felt a little weirder.
 The mask was strange, with big, dark eyes, and a mouth that was split to the ears, revealing two rows of tightly closed teeth. Holding a thin stack of leaflets in his hand, he stared straight at Lou Fan, his voice seemed to come from his abdominal cavity, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women. "Welcome to the Infinite Train, which will bring you an experience journey with infinite surprises."
 Somehow, Lou Fan took the flyer from him, glanced at it, and stuffed it into his pocket. Just now he was about to take it out and throw it away.
 "It looks very interesting, brother, or else go and experience the competition after the competition." The girl continued with a smile, "I heard that this time brother is representing G province to participate in the national competition, as expected of my brother. Brother is about to practice archery. For 20 years, every time I have won the championship without a doubt, there is no suspense anymore."
 Facing the praise of his junior sister, Lou Fan said with a light smile, "Then I don't win the championship, I'm sorry for your expectations of me."
 The girl laughed and dragged Loufan to dinner. He glanced at the bag behind Lou Fan and asked, "Senior brother, still bring the bow that the master gave you?"
 Lou Fanxuan glanced at the backpack behind him and nodded.
 The bow that Lou Fan has always been with is a traditional bow given to him by his father when he was a child. Unlike a compound bow, which can be disassembled, it is very large. He only practises with a competitive recurve for a short while before competitions, usually with his traditional bow.
 The two went to dinner together, and Lou Fan returned to the hotel where the representative team was located. Going to the stadium early tomorrow morning, he packed up, did daily training, and went to bed early.
 There was a rumbling sound of friction and a vibration unique to the rails.
 where am i? Lou Fan immediately sat up and grabbed the bow beside him. He looked around vigilantly, and found that he was in an exercising carriage, and there were a few people in the seats around, all waking up one after another.
 "Where is this? Who are you?"
 "Didn't I sleep at home?"
 "Ah ah ah!" a girl with short hair screamed, "You are kidnappers, I want to call the police!"
 There were ten people in the carriage, and Lou Fan was watching everyone calmly. He also wanted to know what was going on. But obviously no one knew the situation. Some people slammed on the door of the car, and a few took out their mobile phones to make calls.
 But these are all in vain, and no one pays attention, and the side door cannot be opened. Lou Fan watched everyone calmly, except for the dazedness at the beginning, he was calm from beginning to end.
 At this moment, a tall man came over. He looked about 30 years old, his skin was a little dark, he was cut to a board size, and he had a tattoo on his neck. It looks a bit like a jerk.
 "Brother, do you know what's going on?" After observing for a long time, he looked at Loufan very calm.
 Lou Fan looked at him and shook his head.
 He was about to speak again when a voice sounded, and everyone looked at the horn on the roof of the car.
 "Welcome to take the unlimited train, which is about to arrive at the terminal: Luoyang Ancient Village. All passengers, please take your belongings and prepare your tickets."
 This sound...
 Lou Fan immediately looked at the crowd who started the discussion, and he asked, "Have you all met a person who distributed flyers with a strange mask?" His voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone.
 "Is it this flyer?" A thin man was holding a black flyer in one hand and his own messy hair that looked like a chicken coop in the other. "I obviously threw it away, why is it still in my bag."
 "I have it too!"
 "Mine is also..."
 "what happened?"
 Lou Fan also took out the flyer from his coat pocket. He looked at the flyer, and then looked at the hem of his clothes. His pajamas had become his afternoon clothes, and his pockets were filled with flyers.
 "Damn, it must be the ghost of this flyer. Someone tied us with the flyer." The man with the neck tattoo shredded the flyer in his hand, stepped on it and crushed it a few times.
 Two other people followed along and shredded the flyers.
 Lou Fan squeezed the flyer tightly. He looked at the tattooed man indifferently and shredded the flyer without reminding him, intuition that the flyer was very important. I am afraid that even if he said it, no one would care.
 There was white fog outside the window, and he couldn't see anything. Lou Fan took a break from observing the environment and sat down on his seat to check his bow.
 The bow is there, but the quiver is not there. Fortunately, the bow is fine. He looked at the others again, and almost everyone woke up with the same thing on the seat, but it was strange.
 He saw a frying pan, and an old-fashioned aluminum long torch...
 Woo...the whistle blared, like an old-fashioned green car, and the train started to slow down, but the rumble got louder. With a moment of inertial leaning forward, the car stopped. The people in the carriage looked at each other, staring at the open car door and didn't dare to go forward for a while.
 There was no one in the car, Lou Fan tightened the bow in his hand and walked to the door first, leaning out half of his body cautiously to look out. Outside is what looks like an abandoned train platform, surrounded by deserted people. He was about to go down to take a look, when there were voices from the car doors on both sides, and someone jumped out of the car.
 Five people descended one after another on both sides, males and females, all holding things in their hands. It was also strange.
 "Hey, let the people in your carriage get down quickly, the parking time is only ten minutes." The sturdy man with the head on the right said to Loufan: "Don't linger, if you don't want to die, let them down quickly, and remind you to bring your own things, we can Not so much time to waste."
 His expression was impatient, and the rest of the people behind him were indifferent as if they were watching the fun. The person on the left looked a little nervous and didn't care about him at all.
 Lou Fan thought for a few seconds, then turned around and said what the strong man said, got out of the car and walked to the right.
 "Excuse me, where is this place and why are we here?" Lou Fan asked the leading man.
 Lou Fan felt his gaze resting on his bow, and his tone seemed to soften a bit, "The weapon is good. My name is He Yong, let's go out first, your ticket is still there, it's the flyer, go check the ticket first."
 Lou Fan took out the flyer from his pocket, which turned out to be the ticket.
 "Who are you? Are you an accomplice of the kidnappers? Let us go." The man who followed behind roared.
 "Shut up! Shut up for Lao Tzu, if you want to follow me, don't talk nonsense if you don't. I don't have that kind of patience." A fierce-looking man roared at the man and looked at him again. With the knife in his hand, the man immediately dared not speak.
 Looking at each other and seeing the serious looks of the group of people, everyone inexplicably had a bad premonition in their hearts. Let's go out from the platform of the old station together. The two teams had identical watches on their wrists, and when they touched the machine, it beeped twice, and five people on each side quickly left the platform.
 Loufan walked to the exit, a bit like a card swipe at the subway entrance. He tucked the flyer into the crack, and after a long beep, the door opened and a black watch was added to his wrist. The watch is pure black, showing the time and a countdown.
 I tried it, but I couldn't take it off.
 The ones with the flyers in their hands followed one after the other, and the remaining three who tore up the flyers stood inside and looked at each other in dismay.
 "My flyer was torn up, what should I do?" The tattooed man was immediately anxious.
 As if hearing a joke, someone laughed, "It's really a fool every time. What should I do? You'll know in a while." His tone was not very friendly, and the three of them didn't want to imagine their fate. They were all anxious.
 "No, I don't want to die." A man hugged his head and growled.
 The other gritted his teeth, "Quick, go back and find the flyer and put it together."
 The tattooed man immediately ran towards the carriage, and the two followed closely. Soon the three of them ran back with a pile of paper scraps. One person tore a few large pieces and could still put them together. The tattooed man was the most torn apart and could not be put together at all.
 However, even if it was finished, there was no adhesive tape to stick it. The man was in a hurry, "What should I do? Tell me what to do, is there any adhesive tape? Is there any adhesive tape!"
 Bang!
 Time seemed to stand still, and the three blood mists dispersed in the air, and every drop of blood seemed to solidify. With a swipe, it fell straight from the air to the ground. In an instant, the ground was covered with blood, which was spreading around.
 The still time was cut by a scream, and the newcomers all looked at the blood in that place with horror, and some people kept vomiting. It seemed that they finally came back to their senses at this time, and they came to an indescribable horror world.
 The people on the other side were also pale and shivering, but they looked much better than the ten newcomers.
 Lou Fan's pupils shrank greatly, the sourness in his stomach was pressed firmly in his throat, his hand was holding the bow tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.
 What the **** is this place?
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 Lou Fan is an ordinary person, nothing special. However, after being suddenly drawn into the mission world, he found himself quite special-very lucky to be exact!
 When other people’s whole team is destroyed, his team passed with everyone intact; other people can’t find equipment, they get rewards from NPC; other people’s spirit weapons are used as decorations, while their spirit weapons leveled up like a rocket.
 Lou Fan: Although I’m lucky, my strength is terrible…
 Qin Tan: I will never waste time talking rubbish if I can just take action. Alright, who of you is my opponent?
 NPC: No! We just want to kneel down and call Dad!
 This terrifying lucky king not only robs players of equipment, but the important thing is that he doesn’t even let go of NPCs!!! A violent but unlucky guy and a weak but lucky king teaming up, the NPCs decided to resign. They couldn’t do this job!
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 The Special Investigations Unit is a covert organisation that no-one in the city knows about, dedicated to investigating bizarre occurrences beyond the comprehension of the living. The Chief Zhao Yunlan isn’t a simple guy either, being the inheritor of the Guardian Order, he has always been a righteous conformist, excelling between realms of the living and the dead. While investigating a school suicide case, Zhao is attracted to the calm and reserved Professor Shen Wei, but the Professor seems to be rather fickle towards him…
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 Du Yixin, on the shelf since birth, twenty years now and counting, dreams of one day finding a cute girlfriend. Unfortunately for him, before he finds one, he is transported into an unfamiliar, abandoned high school.
 It’s late; dark. There doesn’t seem to be anybody around, but an announcement comes—— 
 [School is now over. Students, please do not loiter and immediately leave. The teacher on duty, begin your rounds immediately]
 What he did not expect, however, was that the scariest thing was not the game’s boss, but the man who chopped the boss up and then turned against the players.
 Du Yixin “And yet, he still submitted to my amazing character, and decided to become my lackey.”
 Ying Sheng, narrowing his eyes, “Lackey?”
 Du Yixin “… Boyfriend.”
 Ying Sheng “Hmph.”
 Du Yixin “Darling~”
 Ying Sheng, blushing “shut up!”
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 As a renowned fierce god in the infinite flow world, Ye Jia deliberately hid his strength after clearing it and found an idle job in the Logistics Department of the Paranormal Investigation and Management Bureau.
 He originally thought that he would be able to return to his salted fish life and live comfortably.
 But what Ye Jia didn’t expect was……
 One day, he opened the fridge and was met with an evil spirit’s vicious head, “Boss, boss. Did you miss me…..”
 Ye Jia: “………”
 He slammed the door shut and fell into deep thought.
 Wasn’t there something wrong with this world?
 The TV behind him was broadcasting news:
 Recently there has been a surge in paranormal events and the number of missing persons has sharply increased. It is currently under investigation…..
 *
 With the infinite flow escape game unexpectedly collapsing, countless demons and ghosts trapped in it were released, bringing disaster to the world.
 Only Ye Jia who cleared the game knew the truth.
 All of these……..were old acquaintances………
 Ye Jia: My life is too difficult.
 #I clearly just want to be an ordinary corporate s*ave#
 Finally, one day, he saw an unexpected monster.
 After two seconds of silence, Ye Jia greeted dryly: “…….You came out too. What a coincidence.”
 The man before him smiled and slowly approached him, “My boyfriend ran away from home. Of course, I should come out to catch him and bring him back.”
 Ye Jia: “……..”
 Who would have thought that, along with the global sensation of ghost doors opening in the mortal world, there was also…..
 His peach blossom debt.
 It can’t be, sir. This is also okay?
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 On a dull morning, after waking up, Su Wanwan found that she had undergone a dull rebirth, reborn back to her elementary school days.
 In the beginning, Su Wanwan felt melancholy that she was about to end her primary school life by pretending to be a few grades ahead of the talented boy. She lowered her head and kicked the shuttlecock, and then raised her head, the teachers and classmates around her became distorted phantoms. She was in a beautiful courtyard, and behind her was a woman who shouted at her to go back to eat.
 ——In less than a day of being reborn, she crossed again? ! !
 Since she has not passed CET 4 in English, Su Wanwan is a little angel at home, and she studies hard. In high school, she ran into a man who liked to wear a black cloak and a big hood, and looked like a serial killer.
 Su Wanwan shamelessly became the Yangou who was once despised, bowed down under the black cloak of the blond, blue-eyed and white-skinned little brother, and started the road of chasing people, but the little brother who seemed to be extraordinarily abstinent was Excessive chase [eat hands and hands.jpg]
 After they were together, Su Wanwan realized that she had jumped into a big pit of her own accord…
 In the crowd, standing beside the traffic light, she was petite and like a shining pearl, hitting his heart everywhere. 
 after many years: 
 Su Wanwan: I’m sorry, my mother doesn’t let me play with foreigners. 
 Reaper: Don’t make trouble, how many spoons of milk powder should I put? How many milliliters of water should be added? 
 One sentence introduction: The baby has to give birth to find out that her husband’s occupation is death
 Read the guide: 
 1. Comprehensive horror, it is set that the heroine will not have relevant film and television memories in this world, the whole writing is relatively slow and life-like, and the horror film will also become a cheerful and relaxed cookie, a self-cutting work, if you mind Be cautious 
 2. They are all old films. The opening chapter is about the death series, which may be a bit long. There will be other horror film and television world tours later. 
 3. There is no doubt that the male protagonist is a god of death, and he is cool outside and milking the baby at home 
 4. The update is kept daily, and the addition is calculated separately
 Content Tags: Horror Western Roman Rebirth Sweet Text 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Wanwan ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others: 
 One sentence introduction: The baby has to give birth to find out that her husband’s occupation is death 
 Purpose: to fill regrets, to pursue love bravely, to be kind to others
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 Initially, he just hoped to earn wealth to better the lives of his family. 
 When he became wealthy, he just hoped for power so that when the time came to protect his family, he wasn’t powerless to do so. 
 When he obtained power, he just hoped to evolve his life to obtain immortality! 
 Escaping death despite being struck by lightning; and obtaining the Insight System after the incident. 
 This was no dream. 
 Traversing thousands of worlds under the heavens, learning secret techniques of the powerful, and finally standing at the pinnacle! Searching for the secrets behind the evolution of the natural order all to obtain eternal life!
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 Mo Yi was pulled into a survival game. He need to survive in each world till the time given by the game ends.
 Before meeting Mo Yi –
 Participant No. 1: fell into a trap and died.
 Participant No. 2: solve the mystery and died.
 Many players touching the taboos and died
 After encountering Mo Yi-
 Silly participant n + 1: “Big God! Big God! Save my life!”
 Mo Yi: “…” He calmly solves the problem.
 After traveling through the horror game, Mo Yi encountered two problems. First, everyone is stronger than him and second, he got a strange teammate.
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 The down-and-out magician Zong Jiu wears the book.
 He wore a horror infinite stream of draft essays and became the cannon fodder in the book that died tragically in the first round of the competition.
 If you want to change this to someone else, I’m afraid you will be scared to death immediately.
 Unexpectedly, Zong Jiu is not only not afraid, but also flying all the way, and there are frequent show operations.
 Once the operation was completed, the life was safe and sound, and Liangzi, the biggest villain in the whole article, also forged.
 Today you shame me, and tomorrow I will get it back with my backhand. It’s kind of fun to come and go. 
 As a result, the waves returned to the waves, and one time the waves were overturned by accident.
 Looking at the enemy who pressed him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily raised his eyes, “Kill if you want, don’t talk nonsense.”
 Being in a disadvantaged position, there is no trace of fear, but he continues to make death provocations.
 The man rubbed the roots of his ears with cold fingers, and the motion of pressing against the aorta suddenly stopped.
 “It’s a pity. I changed my mind.”
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 On the server “Altar,” a high-class survival game was officially launched. Survival was the only logic in the human game of alliance, betrayal, and human-natured games of deceit and treachery. After the smoke of gunpowder ends, only the survivors can speak.
 As soon as he opened his eyes, the amnesiac An Wujiu saw a person at his side killed. While in confusion, a floating green typeface appeared before him.
 Variable Name: An Wujiu 
 Attributes: Male, 20 years old 
 Game Rounds: 5 
 Win Rate: 100/100 
 Danger Rank: SSS
 No wonder they were afraid.
 The first time he saw An Wujiu, Shen Ti felt curious. The kindness and fragility in those eyes were not fake, so how could he survive in the Altar? It was until he saw the man had a sudden personality change. He recklessly gambled regardless of the cost, casually estranged people, grew further excited on the verge of death, and even calculated against himself to win. Only then did Shen Ti realize that it was his own cognitive bias.
 Fortunately, he wasn’t a normal person either.
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 On that day, the fog blocked everything. 
 On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. 
 On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die. 
 But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!
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 Zhu Yang knew that tomorrow she would be killed by a female ghost, so before her death, she drank a lot*.
 The next day, because he was so drunk, the house was a mess. The TV had a half-drilled**-out female ghost stuck in it.
 The female ghost was already dead!
 All of her disloyal friends*** accused her of being cruel and killing the female ghost.
 Zhu Yang: I’m not! I didn’t! Don’t talk nonsense! I am a delicate and flower()-like lady that can only scream when encountering scary things!
 About that, the female ghost that thought she killed this guy, but got killed back, would like to speak.
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 Have you heard? There’s a certain kind of person in this world, who, even without any substantial contact, and with just a flash of thought, can discern a lot. 
 Their eyes have the ability to penetrate through to the past, to clarify the present and to break the veil of the future. They can see what you see through your eyes, smell what you smell through your nose, taste what you taste through your tongue, and can even perceive what you think through your heart. 
 This kind of a person is called—a psychic. 
 A story about the awakening of a ‘guabi’, who is merely plodding through life, from his deep slumber. (*guabi, a slang term, meaning ‘dead idiot’ = people who are penniless and jobless)
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 As the mad researcher in a tattered white coat activated the self-destruction device, Qin Luo knew that this time, there was no escape.
 He was well aware of the destructive power of the self-destruction device. 
 Even if he is genetically inborn with an independent space, it is impossible to use the power of his space to resolve against such a terrible explosion.
 His only end would be a torn space and the crushed bones.
 On an unrecognizable earth rampant with zombies and mutant creatures, this end is good.
 Death is far better than living…
 With a skull splitting headache he opened his eyes to find himself reborn in the year before the apocalypse happened.
 Is this a joke!!! 
 Is this a chance for him to be prepared to combat the apocalypse? 
 Is God not satisfied with all the bitterness he had went through and would enjoy watching him suffer once more?
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