Category: The Last Feng Shui Master

At dawn, we set off toward the Jinsha River. By ten in the morning, we encountered a group of adventurous backpackers, some of whom were dedicated photograph

“I know,” I said, biting my lip.
The ghost possessing the old woman might be a respectable father, the only thing weighing on his mind being his son.<

Shi Dake slammed on the brakes abruptly.
“Help me find it? How?” Shi Dake looked at me puzzled, his gaze eventually settling on Little Rascal. “Are yo

The building wasn’t tall, only five stories high. From the outside, the white plaster had peeled off in places, and some areas had turned black from rainwate

Xu Jun had planned to treat me to a meal, but I declined and asked him to drop me off at the market instead so I could buy some groceries.
Before I go

I went to the market and bought five large roosters, carrying them in a big fertilizer sack. The roosters kept clucking inside the bag, and some chicken drop

It seemed that cursing wasn’t very effective—after a few swear words, the weight on my shoulders only grew heavier. The little rascal started shrieking hyste

Ye Wenxin handed me a blank sheet of paper: “If you’re tired, use this to wipe your sweat.” I smiled and said I was fine, then took the kitchen knife, grippi

Inside Room 502.
The atmosphere was a bit eerie.
At times like this, I usually wouldn’t soften my heart. Besides, the red Hungry Ghost Mother w

Hearing the shouts from outside, the ghost mother lying on the ground let out a cry for help. “Gugu, gugu,” her throat was small, emitting a toad-like croak.