Little Panda
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Volume 8: The Days of the Ghost Marriage Paper Kite Perhaps the things in each of the Shao Manor's wells are different. Shen Maomao's heart was pounding wildly, its speed heading straight for 180 mph. At this moment, her mood could be described as fortunate; fortunate that she hadn't softened her heart just now. The woman in the well was clearly aware that the two of them were peeping from the outside. That laughter was meant for them to hear, a voiced mockery of two ants. "This is not a…-
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Volume 8: The Days of the Ghost Marriage The Well Water Spirit Water What was wrong with the lanterns? Why didn't the male players who went to hang them yesterday notice? Or did they discover something, but chose to hide it? The sun had yet to fully rise, and the sky was filled with clouds tinged with blue. The five of them didn't dwell on this issue for too long and just hurried towards the kitchen. The moment the issue with the lanterns was pointed out, Shen Maomao沈卯卯 | Shěn Mǎo…
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Volume 8: The Days of the Ghost Marriage New Instance A New Atmosphere Good times always fly. For the past two months, Lou Jingmo hadn't taken any missions. Her days were spent either writing her book or being lovey-dovey with Shen Maomao. Under her pampering (?), Shen Maomao had successfully gained five jin斤 (jīn): A Chinese unit of mass, equal to 500 grams or about 1.1 pounds. Five jin is roughly 2.5 kg or 5.5 lbs., and her face had become adorably plump. One day in mid-August, while Shen…
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Volume 8: The Days of the Ghost Marriage Cheng Rui The Second Yun Shengjin Cheng Rui’s gaze shifted to the end of the small alley as he said vaguely, “You’ll understand in a moment.” After that, there was no other explanation. Zhai Yiqiao was extremely uneasy. She looked around. Most of the people were lifeless, like corpses on the verge of decay. She could see no vitality in their faces, no hope… Their ages varied greatly, and they weren't glamorous, beautiful, or handsome like…
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Volume 7: Days of Stargazing at the Inn Spoiled The favored are always fearless. The moment the phone was in Lou Jingmo’s hand, she had only just said “Hello?” when Mother Shen’s voice on the other end instinctively dropped a few octaves. “Xiao Lou? Are you with Maomao?” Lou Jingmo answered with great patience, “It’s me. Hello, Auntie. Maomao isn’t running around; she’s been with me this whole time. She’s been interning at my company recently and got so busy she nearly…
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Volume 8: The Days of the Ghost Marriage A Well Laundress Shen Maomao Cheng Rui was very detailed. He clearly explained the reason for entering the instance, the things they would experience inside, how to leave the instance, and how to escape it for good—the only thing he didn't mention was the matter of props. But for these new players, how to leave this current instance alive was the most important problem they needed to consider. The oldest, Jiang You, was the calmest, or perhaps he…
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Volume 8: The Days of the Ghost Marriage Di Yiqiao What about you, Lou-jie? Why did you come in here? The moment the thing in the well let go, Su Han was flung straight out. Shen Maomao released her grip, and she and Lou Jingmo stumbled backward from the inertia. Finally, Lou Jingmo stomped her foot back forcefully, bringing them to a stop while holding Shen Maomao. Su Han lay on the ground, panting raggedly, her hand still locked in a death grip on the bucket's rope. It seemed that by…
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Volume 7: Days of Stargazing at the Inn Stone Butch, Golden Retriever He was once a defiant young courtier. Lou Jingmo said softly, "The fingers don't belong to the old Chinese doctor." Because all ten fingers were still properly attached to the old Chinese doctor's corpse. Then whose hand was this? Shen Maomao cautiously walked over to Van Gogh and saw the other hand he had placed in front of himself. That hand had nothing left but a bare thumb. The rest of it was a bloody, mangled…
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Volume 7: Days of Stargazing at the Inn San Mu Xiao Fu's Revenge This row of fresh footprints clearly conveyed a message to them—someone had come to the bathroom during that time. Shen Maomao lowered her head to observe the direction of the footprints, feeling a strong sense of dissonance somewhere. After a moment, she finally realized: although these footprints looked messy, without exception, all of them had their toes pointing inward. In other words, the bathroom should be quite lively…
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Volume 7: Days of Stargazing at the Inn Starting the Kiss If we're going to talk, let's talk. Just like that, quick and to the point. "Alright." Lou Jingmo grabbed Golden Retriever by the sleeve and, with a lift of her hand, tossed him into the exit. "Off you go!" "Wait, I…!" Golden Retriever's last words were cut short as he vanished before their eyes with a shua. Lou Jingmo turned to Shen Maomao. "Don't be nervous. Take your time and play." "Mhm!" Shen Maomao nodded, her eyes focused…
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