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Ruyi’s Demon-Subduing Chronicles: The Dangkang
My rich, pretty roommate had a boyfriend who was five-foot-three, weighed 187 pounds, and always had a greasy shine on his face.
She guarded against me at every turn, terrified I had designs on him.
I told her her boyfriend was a pig, and she snapped that I was just calling the grapes sour because I couldn’t have them.
But what she didn’t know was that her boyfriend really was a pig.
Ruyi’s Demon-Subduing Chronicles: The Evil Children
Have you ever heard of the Evil Children?
While volunteering as a teacher in Shanglian Village, I saw what true Evil Children were like.
They hung bloody animal carcasses outside my door.
They led an old bachelor to my place and tried every trick they could think of to get me to open the door…
But what they didn’t know was that I was a demon subduer.
This village had been placed under the Curse of the Evil Children, and disaster was about to strike.
But now, I have no intention of saving them.
Ruyi’s Demon-Subduing Chronicles: The Rat Ghost
I was trafficked to a mountain village for a ghost marriage.
But they don’t know I’ve lived for three hundred years and am the Dragon King’s Wife.
In the dead of night, I soothe the Black Dragon coiled around my waist.
“Alright, alright. They’re just little kids of sixty or seventy. What are you getting mad at them for?”
Ruyi’s Demon-Subduing Chronicles: The Yellow Immortal
My roommate was a professional bride.
She said she’d landed a big job recently, and the client was incredibly generous.
When I saw the fee wrapped in red paper, I tried to talk her out of taking it.
But on the day of the event, my roommate still snuck off.
And she never came back.
What she didn’t know was that every one of the event’s organizers…
wasn’t human.
Send Me a Flower in the Spring Breeze
I followed an underworld Big Brother for six years.
But on my birthday, he brought home a girl.
He was covered in blood, and the pretty, delicate girl was hiding in his arms.
From then on, the man who had indulged my every whim never looked at me again.
Everyone thought I loved Xu Chang but could never have him, and that I was heartbroken beyond words.
I only smiled and toyed with the watch on my wrist.
I was an undercover police officer planted inside Huaxi’s largest criminal gang.
I’d stayed by his side all these years for one reason: to treat him to a taste of prison food. So how could I possibly… fall in love with him?
Seven Mirrors Bureau: Demon Queller
While escorting a shipment through the mountains, I found a woman out in the wilds.
I immediately had someone take her back to Cloud City, and even wrote a letter to my husband.
But half a month later, when I returned,
I found An Chao tangled up with that woman in bed.
An Chao kissed her and murmured, “Ning Qiniang is coarse and rough. She can’t compare to your sweet gentleness.”
I kicked the door open.
Even in his panic, An Chao did not forget to shield the woman behind him.
“Qiniang, Rou Rou is a helpless orphan girl. Since you sent her back here, didn’t you mean for me to take her as a concubine?”
I was so furious I laughed.
An Chao had been blinded by the woman’s beauty. He clearly hadn’t read my letter carefully.
She was no orphan girl.
She was a fox woman!
Soul-Whip 10: Scapegoat
I had been kidnapped. Me-a burly man nearly two meters tall, with a face that made me look like Zhang Fei-had somehow been abducted and dragged deep into the mountains! I woke up briefly during transport. My hands and feet were bound in iron chains as thick as a forearm, and the slightest movement made a tremendous racket. I didn’t stay conscious for long. Soon, I passed out again. When I woke up the next time, I was lying inside a dilapidated wooden hut. The moment my senses began to return, I caught a thick, overwhelming stench.
Soul-Whip 11: Life-Soul Seizing Art
On the day the Ghost Gate Opens, those of us who drove long-haul trucks knew better than to travel at night.
But that night, I was driving alone down the road to an old public cemetery.
Halfway there, I pulled into a gas station.
After the attendant finished filling my tank, he seemed to work up every ounce of courage he had before asking in a trembling voice, “Sir… why is your windshield covered in little kids’ handprints?”
I shook my head at him.
I knew it wasn’t just the windshield.
By then, my entire truck was already crawling with them.
Soul-Whip 12: The Doctrine of Good Karma
That year, I was hauling freight through the Northeast when a snowstorm trapped us on the road. In the blinding snow, I heard someone knock on my truck door.
I opened it, and the snow outside seemed to have stopped.
The brothers traveling with me all seemed to have gotten out of their trucks long ago.
They were standing in the wilderness beyond the highway, waving at me.
I was just about to climb down when a burst of static crackled from the radio inside the cab.
Captain Xu Song’s voice came through in broken fragments.
“…Whatever you do, don’t get out.”
Soul-Whip 13: Fish Food
Young Master Li loved eating fish.
Every month, he went through more than a dozen enormous fish, each longer than a grown man was tall.
Delivering fish for the Li Family should have been an easy, well-paying job, but in just three short months, seven or eight drivers had collapsed one after another.
When Peng You, the owner of the logistics company, came to me, his face looked downright sickly.
“Brother Long, this whole thing is just too damn strange. What we loaded onto the truck was definitely fish.”