Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 910 Return

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Yang Jian used Zhang Zhidong, an ordinary person, as a bait, and then cooperated with the method of diverting the ghost attack for the dead baby to create a supernatural conflict. The purpose was to let the ghost on the red wooden bench break away from the shackles of the media and truly reveal it.

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As long as the Specter appears, it can definitely be limited under the current conditions.

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Sure enough.

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With the occurrence of the supernatural conflict, the red wooden bench began to shake violently, and a terrifying and strange figure emerged.

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That is the figure of the ghost.

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It's just that this figure is very vague, like being shrouded in a layer of haze, and there is only a human-shaped outline that is not clear enough, and this human-shaped outline is still distorted, as if it is struggling, and it seems to disappear at any time.

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The ghost wanted to kill the surrogate doll in Yang Jian's hands, because Zhang Zhidong triggered the Specter's law of killing.

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But this ghost cannot leave the medium of the red wooden bench.

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So under this kind of supernatural conflict, how does the ghost kill the surrogate doll?

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Yang Jian squinted slightly, holding the dirty old doll in his hand, waiting for the situation to happen further.

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No one can predict what will happen in the process of supernatural conflict, and he is just making bold speculations based on past experience and personal way of doing things.

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"The ghost appeared..." Feng Quan also stared at the strange ghost on the red wooden bench.

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"No, it doesn't count as an appearance. It's just that supernatural power has begun to affect reality. The ghost has not really been exposed from the media, and the supernatural conflict is still continuing." Tong Qian was also observing carefully, and he saw the figure of the ghost. Not stable.

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The ghost wanted to attack the surrogate doll in Yang Jian's hand, but he refused to leave the red wooden bench.

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The medium is binding the ghost.

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At the same time, the law of killing ghosts is forcing ghosts to act.

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In this case, the ghost is fighting against himself, and Yang Jian is like an experienced hunter who is playing with this terrifying ghost.

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Only ghosts can deal with ghosts!

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This sentence seems to have been thoroughly understood by Yang Jian. He never thought of using the power of a living person to fight against Li Gui, but has been trying to create this kind of supernatural conflict, and even create a logical endless loop.

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"Look over there, the other red wooden benches are starting to shatter." Suddenly, Li Yang pointed at the hall of the building, where the strange red wooden benches were lined up.

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Those red wooden stools seemed to have lost some kind of support at the moment, and cracks began to appear, and then they broke directly, and then the wood on the ground continued to crack into a pile of sawdust, and then the pile of sawdust. It seemed to have turned into a cold breath and drifted away with the wind.

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"The red wooden bench is the medium of ghosts. Now that the ghost wants to break free from the red wooden bench, there is no need for the medium to exist without the support of supernatural power." Feng Quan said immediately.

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Then his eyes quickly shifted to the red wooden bench in front of him.

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The ghost's figure became clearer.

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They could even see that Specter's old clothes that didn't look modern, as well as that cold and blurry face.

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It's just that this devil has no legs.

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Do not.

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Ghost has legs and those legs were curled up against the red wooden bench, as if they had grown together with each other.

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The ghost cannot move, and the red wooden bench is the object that carries the ghost.

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The ghost appeared through the wooden bench and killed the person on the wooden bench.

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But at this moment the ghost is trying to get up and leave, the rigid body twists, struggles, and then gets rid of the shackles of the wooden stool little by little.

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Elsewhere in the building.

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The weird wooden stool that appeared before began to break and shatter in a more rapid way, and then disappeared into powder.

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The number of media is declining at an unimaginable rate.

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Once the ghost completely leaves the red wooden bench, all mediums will disappear.

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Ghosts will also completely invade reality.

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Zhang Zhidong, who was the bait, was so frightened that he was about to faint. Others couldn't see it clearly, but he could see it very clearly.

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An incomparably terrifying Specter twisted his body as stiff as a corpse beside him.

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Fuzzy face, empty eyes, look at himself from time to time, as if he wants to kill himself at any time, but I don't know why every time this Specter will be attracted by something and turn to look in another direction, and both There seems to be an invisible battle going on between them.

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Zhang Zhidong is not stupid. He instinctively felt that once this terrifying Specter attacked him, he would definitely die.

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Because his body can't move, he has lost control, and he can't do anything even if he wants to escape.

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As the supernatural confrontation continues, various changes are still taking place.

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Except for this red wooden bench that Zhidong sat on, the other red wooden benches used as medium have almost disappeared, and the supernatural phenomenon in Ning'an Building has been well cleared.

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Even Yang Jian himself could feel that the ghost realm of Ghost Eyes could continue to extend without any obstacles.

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This is both good news and bad news.

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Without the shackles of media, ghosts are at risk of losing control, and they may become even more dangerous.

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"The situation doesn't seem to be as smooth as expected." Yang Jian frowned slightly.

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He found that the ghost figure on the wooden bench was struggling to become smaller at the moment, not as violent as before, and the figure of Li Gui began to gradually blur again, and it seemed to disappear from his eyes again.

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"Is it a failure? The media seems to be more restrained, and it seems that there is no way for the dead baby to lead this ghost out." Feng Quan said with a bit of surprise.

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The doll in Yang Jian's hands is still struggling and moving.

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This shows that the effect of the dead doll is still there.

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Although it is a one-time supernatural item, there has been no problem with this item so far. Could it be that this time the dead baby can't avoid the attack of the ghost on the wooden bench?

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"Whether it fails depends on whether Zhang Zhidong, who is also sitting on the wooden bench, is still alive. If he dies, it means that the surrogate doll has lost its effect. In the confrontation between supernatural and supernatural, ghosts are stronger."

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It's just very strange that Zhang Zhidong didn't die either.

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Although he was frightened and frightened, he was still alive and well.

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The ghost's figure was blurred, only a strange outline remained, the struggle stopped, the wooden bench did not shake, and Zhang Zhidong was not attacked by the ghost.

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The expected situation deviates.

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"Hey, it's quiet, Xiao Yang, did you break it?" Xiong Wenwen couldn't help saying.

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Feng Quan lit a cigarette and started smoking: "The ghost did not kill, nor did it leave the red wooden bench to kill the doll, nor did the ghost disappear... It seems that the nature of the supernatural has been changed."

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"Crash?" Li Yang looked at Yang Jian.

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"It's not a crash. If the Specter crashes, then the wooden bench as a medium should also disappear, but it hasn't disappeared. Maybe the ghost will have other changes after the dead baby dies, but it seems to be a good thing for now, the ghost seems to stop activity, into a special state.”

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Yang Jian felt that the ghost was a self-conflict and entered a strange balance.

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And what maintains the balance is the surrogate doll in his hand.

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But the surrogate doll can't exist forever, it will be consumed.

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"Take this red wooden bench away, and then check to see if there are other red wooden benches in the building. If not, then this supernatural incident has been resolved. As long as ordinary people can't access the media, then it will be fine. "Tong Qian said.

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At this moment, Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at the Ning'an Building.

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Ghost domain coverage.

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Everything in the building was clearly seen by ghost eyes.

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"It can be confirmed that this is the last red wooden stool. The other red wooden stools seem to have disappeared during the conflict just now. It seems that this situation is not bad."

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Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, then looked at Zhang Zhidong: "Can you still move?"

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At this time, Zhang Zhidong's attention was all on the ghost beside him.

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He stared at the ghost that gradually fell into peace, his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to make any movement.

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Zhang Zhidong himself didn't realize that he was not eroded by supernatural power, he could move, but his body was still sitting there tight, as if he still didn't obey.

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He didn't respond to Yang Jian's question either, he didn't seem to hear it.

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However, through observation, he could already see signs of twitching in Zhang Zhidong's hands and feet.

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It's the trembling from excessive tension.

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This shows that the red wooden stool's suppression of him has failed.

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Yang Jian walked over, grabbed his collar and picked him up again.

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As soon as he left the red wooden stool, the ghost in front of him suddenly disappeared, and only a vague and eerie figure remained on the stool.

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At this moment, Zhang Zhidong woke up with a start.

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"It seems that this matter has been dealt with temporarily. Take this red wooden bench away, together with the ghost on it, and put it back in custody to prevent the red wooden bench from appearing in other places again."

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After Yang Jian finished speaking, he let go of Zhang Zhidong: "Your task has been completed, and things are simpler than you imagined."

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Then his ghost eyes opened, and the ghost realm spread.

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Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Li Yang, Huang Ziya... and others are disappearing rapidly.

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They are leaving, leaving Dadong City and returning to Dachang City.

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This red wooden bench incident is considered to be over, although the Specter is still there, but Yang Jian has controlled the last medium, which can be regarded as imprisoning the ghost.

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Zhang Zhidong was dumbfounded as soon as he came back to his senses.

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The group of people who were in front of them before had disappeared at this time.

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The red wooden stool also disappeared.

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"I almost forgot." At this time, Yang Jian's figure suddenly appeared again, and he strode towards Zhang Zhidong.

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A cold, blackened palm slowly lifted up.

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"You, what do you want to do?" Zhang Zhidong stepped back subconsciously, feeling uneasy.

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"I'll do an operation for you." Yang Jian finished speaking, and his black palm slammed into Zhang Zhidong's head.

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"what!"

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He subconsciously shouted.

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However, it wasn't painful. It was obvious that a palm didn't go into his forehead, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of pain. He just felt a flash of icy coolness, which made people shiver.

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Yang Jian retracted his palm, and after he spread it out, a small lump of scarlet tumor was taken out.

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Zhang Zhidong looked at the mass of things stupidly, just when he was about to say something, the person in front of him had disappeared.

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Everything has returned to calm.

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There is no strange red wooden stool around, nor that special group of people...

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"This is not a dream." Zhang Zhidong was stunned for a long time, and the cold wind blew, and his body felt cold before he could react.

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He had already left the hospital, and had been standing in front of Ning'an Building in his hospital clothes for a while.

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After he was completely awake, he recalled what had just happened and felt scared for a while, and left here in a hurry.

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As he ran, he was still reminiscing about what had just happened.

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The ghost on the wooden bench, and that group of people... is this true?

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There really is such a bizarre and bizarre thing in this world, and it also happened to me.

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Zhang Zhidong was out of breath. He didn't know how long he ran before he came to the hospital lobby where he was before.

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Looking at the bright lights in the hospital and the sight of people passing by, the anxiety and fear in my heart gradually eased.

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He went back to the ward.

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But he didn't sleep all night tonight.

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The next day, he thought of what happened last night, and immediately asked the doctor to re-examine his body.

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As a result, something very bizarre happened.

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He didn't have any disease. He was told that everything was normal, and the tumor in his brain disappeared mysteriously.

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"Who is that guy named Yang Jian?"

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Afterwards, Zhang Zhidong became curious about the bizarre incident last night, and eagerly wanted to find an answer.

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However, Yang Jian didn't pay attention to this Zhang Zhidong.

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As an ordinary person and a stranger, Yang Jian seldom cares.

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Although he didn't come to Dadong City for a short time this time, it only took three or four hours in total, but a lot of things happened.

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I thought it was just a simple act of revenge, but I didn't expect that it would attract a ghost rider named Chen Qiaoyang, and the matter of the Wang family's ancient house seemed to involve a lot of things.

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Of course, this operation is not completely without results.

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He solved a group of potential threats, imprisoned a Specter and the red wooden bench, and also stole half of Chen Qiaoyang's memory, and learned the secret of the reopening of the Wang family's ancient house.

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"This time, this is the end of the matter. If you have nothing else to do, go back and rest. In addition, pay attention to this during this time. The ghost riders who were cursed by the pendulum clock in the ancient Wang family's ancient house are not only today. , and there are some ghost riders who have been cursed, but have not been involved in this battle."

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"Now we have killed a large number of people, be careful to attract some backlash and revenge."

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Yang Jian returned to Shangtong Building to set up the company and said to everyone.

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"Also, Dachang City will strengthen its vigilance from tomorrow, and you can't be so lazy. The appearance of Chen Qiaoyang is a very bad signal, which means that there are earlier ghost riders living in this world."

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"With the constant occurrence of supernatural events, these people will be unable to hide sooner or later, and will gradually emerge soon."

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"People who can live to the present from more than ten years ago, or even decades ago, can imagine how dangerous they are."

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Yang Jian's face was not relaxed, with a bit of solemnity.

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Because he learned from Chen Qiaoyang's memory that he was not the only one who survived during that period.

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"It seems that the spiritual circle will become more and more chaotic in the future." Feng Quan smoked a cigarette, frowned, and said in a dull voice, "But this also proves that our previous arrangement was correct."

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"With the captain of the headquarters here, the situation shouldn't get worse." Li Yang said.

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Huang Ziya smiled aside: "If there is a man named Chen Qiaoyang, he will dare to fight with the three captains. If there are more, maybe they will dare to attack the headquarters. The water in the spiritual circle is deep. It seems that we are still too naive, but fortunately, the sky is falling and our captain is holding it up."

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After speaking, she winked at Yang Jian.

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"Wrong, people are not a big threat. The real threat is supernatural events, because people can communicate, negotiate, and deter, but ghosts can't." Yang Jian said.

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Although he was very concerned about being retaliated against, he was not too worried in his heart.

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He was still worried about supernatural events.

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Just like the previous red wooden stool incident, a supernatural incident that was obviously very ordinary, but made Yang Jian feel a little helpless. The supernatural weapons, coffin nails and hatchets in his hands were ineffective.

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And the paper man carrying the sedan chair.

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The fifth-floor ghost realm was easily invaded. If he hadn't gone to Chen Qiaoyang at the time, he would have faced unimaginable dangers.

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The pendulum clock restarted by the Wang family is also an existence that Yang Jian has no solution at present~www.readwn.com~ Forget it, it is very late today, and it is inappropriate to say that there is something to discuss tomorrow. "Yang Jian said.

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"Going home to sleep, going home to sleep, I'm really sleepy." Xiong Wenwen immediately became excited when he heard that the meeting was about to end.

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Yang Jian didn't say much. With a flash of red light, his whole person disappeared, and at the same time, the ghost boy disappeared.

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"Fuck, Xiao Yang, I'm leaving now? Take me with you." Xiong Wenwen immediately shouted.

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"Let's drive back, it's not far anyway, the captain must have his own business to work on," Tong Qian said.

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Feng Quandao: "Let's go first, I'll stay at the company tonight, lest any accidents happen again."

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"Remember to notify if you have something to do," Li Yang said.

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"certainly."

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Soon, the crowd dispersed and left.

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Feng Quan was the only one left in the empty office.

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Feng Quan was smoking a cigarette, but instead of dissipating, the smoke became thicker and thicker.

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No, it's not smoke, it's fog.

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In the thick fog.

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Feng Quan was thinking and whispering, "Has my memory been altered?"

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(End of this chapter)

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