Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 823 The abnormality of sneaking into the room

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The third floor of the ghost post office

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Room 31.

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After entering this room, Yang Jian realized that this room was slightly different from the room downstairs. There was no wall in the room. The original wall was covered by a thick layer of black fog, but if you reached out and touched it, you could feel it. The cold wall looks very weird and weird.

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And as the number of people in the room increased, the thick black fog in the room kept dissipating.

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Some spaces that didn't exist before were revealed.

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It was an extra bedroom.

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"If a few people come in, will there be more bedrooms here?"

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Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, observing the changes in the room.

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"In this case, wouldn't a room on the third floor be able to accommodate unlimited messengers? If so, there may be more messengers on the third floor than I thought."

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The first and second floors of the Ghost Post Office are for newcomers.

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When you reach the third floor, you are already a qualified messenger, so the limit on the number of people in the room has been lifted, which is a big and no small benefit.

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However, in terms of the mortality rate of mail delivery, I believe that adding a few more bedrooms will not help much.

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Just looking at the surrounding area shrouded in a thick black fog, Yang Jian felt a very strong sense of crisis in his heart, as if there was some kind of unspeakable danger revealed in this thick fog.

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He looked up at the ceiling.

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The lights in the room were not turned off at this time, even if it was the time of daybreak, the lights in the room were still on.

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Yang Jian has also figured out some of the rules in the post office for the time being.

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But the place where the lights are turned on must be a safe area. The rooms on the first floor, the corridors on the second floor... and the places where the lights are turned off are likely to have ghosts.

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"Is this the room on the third floor? It feels very special."

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Li Yang is a little heavy at the moment: "I seem to feel countless rooms."

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"These rooms should not be real, they should be directly created by the ghost realm affecting the material, but I am very curious, the room is lit during the day, does this mean that there is some danger hidden behind these black walls, so here Do you need to turn on the lights to protect the messenger?"

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Yang Jian reversed his thinking and inferred.

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"It's very possible." Li Yang suddenly felt a little terrified.

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Behind that black wall, there is a suspected connection to a terrifying and dangerous place.

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"It's not a joke. If there is danger in the room, don't we have nowhere to stay?"

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The man named Liu Mingxin had just walked into the room, his expression suddenly changed and he was taken aback.

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"Even if there is danger, you can only stay in the room. At least there are lights in the room. Once it reaches six o'clock in the evening, the post office turns off the lights, and there will be ghosts lingering outside, which is even more dangerous."

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Yang Xiaohua said: "And I think that since these rooms are designed on the third floor of the post office, there must be a reason, it is impossible for us to live in and kill us, and from the first floor to the second floor, based on my personal experience. Speaking of which, there has never been a messenger who died suddenly in a room."

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"So I still believe this room is safe, at least in this spooky post office."

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"Good analysis, your mind is very rational." Yang Jian glanced at her and agreed with Yang Xiaohua's words.

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"But this is only one of them. While the ghost post office provides a safe room, I think it is a threat. If anyone touches some taboos in the post office, it is estimated that this room will no longer be a safe area, but will It has become an extremely terrifying supernatural area, just like it was on the second floor before."

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When the others heard the words, their hearts froze.

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This kind of guess is well-founded, not a guesswork out of thin air.

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"Let's all rest first, and then decide what to do after seeing the situation in the past few days. Before that, the rest of you have to obey my orders and don't mess around."

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Yang Jian reminded them again with warning eyes.

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"I know, I know."

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Yang Xiaohua, Wang Shan, Liu Mingxin, and that Cai Yu did not dare to resist.

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The six people stayed in room 32 for the time being.

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Just when Yang Jian continued to investigate the ghost post office.

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out of place.

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Dahai City, in the Pearl Building where the Spiritual Forum is located.

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"How is it, the boss hasn't come out today?"

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A Wu from the Spiritual Forum came to Ye Zhen's office and found the manager to ask about the situation.

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"Last time, Mr. Ye didn't know what to dig in the Fushou Garden for several days. The baby was not dug up, but several corpses were dug up, and there was almost a supernatural incident. I finally persuaded him to stop this recklessness. , and he locked himself in a safe house without knowing what to do."

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"It's been four days, and Mr. Ye hasn't even watched anime. I occasionally heard him hammering and punching inside. I guess he was using a ghost as a sandbag to vent."

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Ah Wudao: "It seems that Yang Jian's incident has greatly stimulated him. I am very worried about what happens to the boss."

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The manager nodded, and he looked back at the picture hanging on the wall of the office.

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It was printed some time ago.

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In the painting, there is a man lying motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

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And that person was Ye Zhen, the boss of their supernatural forum.

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This famous painting has been thoroughly spread in the spiritual circle.

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The so-called invincible Ye Zhen can be said to be ashamed and thrown home, but Ye Zhen said that he was ashamed and then brave, and he insisted on hanging this painting in the office, talking in his mouth, one day I will wash away the shame, and what three more words Ten days of Hedong, thirty days of Hexi, don't bully the young and rich.

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The stimulus is indeed great.

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"But these are all small problems. As long as Mr. Ye is still alive and kicking, it's fine. In one day, Dahai City will always be a forum for supernatural beings. Others dare not put their hands in." The manager then said.

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"By the way, is there any news about that Yang Jian recently? He must be in a bad state. I don't think it's surprising that he would die suddenly at any time."

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A Wu shook his head and said, "Yang Jian is very good. After he returned to Dachang City, he started the captain's plan, and called up six teammates in a short time. The list is Li Yang, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Zhang Han, There is also the Xiong Wenwen after the strange resurrection, I have prepared the specific information and will send it over immediately."

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"The seven-man team? This is another supernatural forum-level force."

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The manager's eyes moved, and then he sighed: "Yang Jian has become popular, and now he should be the first team of the headquarters. Fortunately, he had a gap with the headquarters last time with the circle of friends, otherwise the headquarters will recruit him to deal with it someday. We, that would be bad, after all, that Wei Jing is also an unusual character."

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"Balance is the most important thing, isn't it? Headquarters don't dare to dominate one family. I think Yang Jian's indulgence is deliberately done by the headquarters." Ah Wu said.

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"Yes, the disobedient Yang Jian is more in line with the current situation than the obedient Yang Jian. If the headquarters has Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, Wei Jing, the three top ghost riders, plus the second-tier captain-level figures, then the international After all, the foreign headquarters are also eyeing our side, and once they see that our side is too strong, maybe they will join forces to suppress it.”

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The manager said that he was paying attention to the situation abroad recently, and commented on the current situation from this aspect.

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And while they were chatting.

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In the safe house next door.

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"Bang! Bang!"

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There was a dull knocking sound from inside the house, like hammering iron or punching.

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This movement has been going on for several days.

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At this moment, Ye Zhen was wearing a dirty and smelly shirt full of mud. His hands were stained with blood and graves, as if he was beating something.

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At this moment.

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The sound stopped.

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Ye Zhen was on the workbench and picked up a long sword that was bumpy and slightly distorted.

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This sword is a handicraft, nothing special.

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But after his hard work these days, he forcibly beat a ghost into the sword.

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A distorted ghost figure was branded on one side of the sword. It was a cracked grimace. It was terrifying and cold. Just looking at it was enough to kill a living person immediately.

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"This sword can't be seen, it will die if you see it, just to overcome Yang Jian's ghost eyes." Ye Zhen closed his eyes and reached out to stroke the sword.

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The Specter on the sword was twisting and struggling, trying to get out.

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However, some kind of supernatural restraint the ghost from breaking free, forcibly imprisoned it in an ordinary sword body.

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The sword is the carrier.

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Specter is the real source of fear.

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Under the stimulation of Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, a middle-aged 2-year-old, began to work hard, and he actually made a supernatural thing in just a few days, and was born to specifically restrain Yang Jian.

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"Make another scabbard of gold, so that you can wear it anytime, anywhere. With such a weapon, I, Ye, will surely run amok in the world."

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Ye Zhen nodded, he felt that he was really a genius.

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If you can't dig coffin nails and can't find a supernatural weapon, can't you make one yourself?

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However, this has not yet reached the most satisfactory level in Ye Zhenzhen. He felt that the sword was just invisible, and it would be even better if he added something more lethal.

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"No hurry, let me, Ye, think slowly."

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Ye Zhen was using his little head again, preparing to add some material to the supernatural weapon he made.

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Inside the ghost post office.

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Yang Jian and others on the third floor have been staying for a day without knowing it.

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On the third floor, there were no other messengers besides them.

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As night fell, the lights on the third floor were also turned off.

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There is still light in the room, and the yellow light provides a kind of protection for everyone.

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Li Yang was sitting by the door of the room, and he and Yang Jian were still taking turns to watch the night.

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Who would rest peacefully in such a place?

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That is simply not putting his own life in his eyes.

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But tonight, Li Yang heard footsteps from outside this floor.

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Unlike the previous situation on the first floor, the footsteps did not come towards Room 31, but as if they were passing by, wandering outside, not thinking of entering the room.

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But this made Li Yang very nervous.

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In the dark ghost post office, there were still footsteps sounding at this time, and most of the ghosts were wandering.

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He guessed that it was the door opener who appeared on the first floor before, because the footsteps were almost similar.

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But soon, Li Yang, who was sitting behind the door, became terrified again, because in the second half of the night, he heard the second footsteps.

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The sound of footsteps was like the sound of high heels walking.

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completely different from the previous one.

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"How could this be? There are two ghosts lingering in the ghost post office at night? The ghost who opens the door and the ghost who walks in high heels?" Li Yang's eyes narrowed, and he felt an inexplicable danger.

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But it's not over yet.

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The sound of the high heels walking did not disappear, but walked towards the third floor in a direction.

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"Crench!"

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The old wooden door opened, and there was a sound of wood rubbing.

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The voice came from the darkness, and it was very clear. It should be that the door of one of the rooms was opened.

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The sound of the high heels walking then gradually disappeared.

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It seems... walked into a room here.

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Then the creaking sound came again, and the door of that room was closed.

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"My God, a ghost entered a room on the third floor."

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Li Yang, who was on the night watch, discovered a terrible secret here, and he felt terrified. At this moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

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Fortunately, the ghost walking in high heels didn't enter room 31, but he was worried that he didn't know which room the ghost entered.

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Because the sound outside had a little echo, he could only confirm that he was not in rooms 32 and 33 nearby.

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As for the other rooms, the further you go, the more likely it is.

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Rooms 34 to 37 may have been entered by ghosts.

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After these two footsteps disappeared one after the other, it seemed that there was no longer any situation on the third floor of the post office at night, and it returned to a dead silence.

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The night passed without incident.

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(End of this chapter)

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