Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 962 The woman in the old forest

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A shrill scream echoed in the ancient house shrouded in darkness, which was horrifying to hear.

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this moment.

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Yang Jian used a hatchet in the back hall, directly triggering the medium, and directly dismembering an unknown terror. He took decisive action without any hesitation.

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He believes that the sooner the invading ghosts are in danger, the more dangerous it will be. If you don't fight back now, it will be too late when the ghosts start to enter the back hall and start killing people.

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At the same time as the screams echoed, an unexpected thing happened.

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The darkness that had invaded the back hall was receding.

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A dim road appeared in the lobby, directly connected to the location of the patio, as if it divided the darkness of the entire ancient house into two, and at the same time, the divided darkness began to recede toward the corridors on the left and right.

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"It turns out that this darkness is the ghost realm of a ghost. Now that the ghost is dismembered by my hatchet, the horror level of the ghost has dropped directly, and the ghost realm can't maintain its perfect state." Yang Jian saw this scene and immediately Understood.

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The source of darkness he hit with the hatchet just now.

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This knife is worth cutting down.

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The ancient house has the power to suppress the supernatural, and the ghosts can still invade under such circumstances, one can imagine how terrifying it is.

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If it wasn't for Yang Jian covering the back hall with a ghost just now, maybe this ghost would have silently invaded the back hall.

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But using a hatchet requires a corresponding curse.

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When Yang Jian dismembers the Specter, the curse will also dismember himself, not only the body will be hurt, but also the ghost image, but the ghost image has the ability to splicing, so it can recover in a short time and resist the curse of the hatchet break out.

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In addition, he can also remove the curse in an instant by restarting, and restore his state at once.

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Just now.

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However, Yang Jian discovered that he had not been cursed by the hatchet.

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He is still safe and sound, as if the curse no longer exists.

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"Another Specter was repelled, and it seemed to have suffered some kind of heavy damage. Even the darkness was retreating. What happened just now?" Some people saw this scene, but their eyes widened with disbelief.

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"It was Yang Jian who did it just now. He just slashed at the air, and he seemed to have hit Li Gui, causing Li Gui to let out a shrill scream, as if he had killed the ghost."

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"Ghosts can't be killed. Although the effect is obvious, it should only be a serious injury, but it's really scary to be able to do this." Fan Xing said, looking at Yang Jian with a shocked expression.

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Several other messengers also had incredible expressions.

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Is this what makes Yang Jian fear?

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In the case of a real shot, Li Gui can retreat at once, and he doesn't even dare to get close to the back hall.

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"The fragrance is a lot shorter..."

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Yang Jian ignored everyone's astonished expressions, and noticed that the only two incense sticks left in front of the coffin were lost again.

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One of the incense was almost finished, and there was only a small section left.

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It seems.

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The missing section has something to do with the curse of the hatchet.

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Has it been cancelled?

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Or was it transferred.

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"What will happen if this thing burns out? Will it lose its shelter, or will it cause some other unknown changes?" Yang Jian was a little worried.

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Because there are a total of three incense sticks in front of the red coffin, these three incense sticks are considered to be burned for seven days under normal circumstances, until the first seven days have passed.

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But after a piece of incense was stolen and the curse of the hatchet consumed the incense excessively, I was afraid that the thing would burn up on the third day.

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After the darkness temporarily dissipated and receded, all kinds of supernatural phenomena in the lobby seemed to have subsided, because the lobby was empty at the moment, and nothing was found, and the ghosts who were wandering in the lobby before seemed to be forced to return to the depths of the corridor.

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It's just that there are still many strange traces left on the ground.

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There were black palm prints on the tall walls, and there were many wet marks on the ground, like it was raining.

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"Ghosts seem to appear along with the darkness. Once it's not dark in the ancient house, ghosts can't show up." Eagle observed all this and came to a conclusion.

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He looked all the way along the ground.

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I noticed a few drops of thick and black blood scattered all over the lobby.

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It seems to be the trace left by the repelled Specter.

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"Darkness is just a phenomenon. It is the phenomenon of supernatural beings invading ancient houses. Once darkness strikes, it means that ghosts are active. Everything is a sign, not for no reason." Fan Xing said.

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Yang Jian looked back from the two sticks of incense, the long one and the short one, and he said, "The ghost was just repelled temporarily, tonight is still a long time, danger may approach at any time, don't be too happy, and Fan prosper......"

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Suddenly.

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He turned to look over.

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Fan Xing's expression changed: "Yang Jian, what do you want to say?"

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"The curse of the radio is coming to you. In the situation just now, ghosts were wandering in the lobby, and they didn't seem to know that there was anyone in the back hall. This red coffin seems to be able to block the perception of ghosts, so as to ensure that we It's safe, but since the radio came out, ghosts have been coming straight to the back hall one after another."

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"In other words, the ghost has already found our position, which is why the balance of the vigil fails and danger comes."

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When Da Qiang heard this, he immediately became angry: "So that's what happened, I just said, why did the ghosts be so fierce the next day, because you were cursed before and attracted the ghosts."

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"The balance has been broken, and the danger has come ahead of time. If this continues, we won't be able to survive the first seven days." Wang Feng also stared at him coldly.

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"You can spend the night safely by guarding the coffin, but now I have to choose to fight with Specter. I also felt strange before. Although the mission of the messenger is dangerous, it is not enough that the seven-day mission requires death the next day. This does not meet the requirements, the original problem lies in this." Eagle also said very dissatisfied.

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Whether it's the first day's burial, or the second day's vigil.

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Yang Jian's choice was right. With the right choice, this night would never be so dangerous, because no matter how you looked at the situation just now, it was a tendency to be destroyed by the group.

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Fan Xing and several other ghost riders all looked slightly moved.

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They understand in their hearts, but so what.

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Ghosts are good for them to provoke, but they also want to live. As for whether other people will be implicated or not, they are not thinking about it.

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"You won't be surprised if anything happens in this ghost place, Team Yang, what do you think?"

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Fan Xing said: "Or does Team Yang think it would be safer for you to kill us? Actually, Team Yang, you also understand that this ancient house will only be more dangerous if we die. That guy was killed yesterday, and his body was thrown out of the old house. , is the best proof."

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"The top priority now is to unite and cooperate to deal with the next situation together. Infighting is very unwise."

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Yang Jian said indifferently at the moment: "You made mistakes, it doesn't matter, everyone makes mistakes, but I don't want to see any of you back down at a critical moment, otherwise, I will immediately clear you."

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"Me too?" Fan Xing's expression changed.

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"Yes, including you." Yang Jian said.

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Fan Xing suddenly squeezed out a smile: "Don't worry, this won't happen. In order to survive, we dare to get on the bus, and naturally we dare to fight Specter."

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"Continue the vigil."

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After Yang Jian finished speaking, he stopped talking.

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at the same time.

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Outside the old house.

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A man was wandering around, holding a white lantern with a large black character "Lien" written on it, and holding an incense stick in the other hand.

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The incense stick was burning, exuding a fragrance that lingered.

The white lantern radiated light in the dim environment, a pale light, very strange, but it could illuminate the road ahead.

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"If I don't take it, I won't take it? You don't know if I take it secretly." Zhou Deng secretly said, "I'm very interesting, I've left you a copy of everything."

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He didn't want to stay in the old house.

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Because there is danger in the ancient house, and there is no way to find the treasure.

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So Zhou Deng secretly took a stick of incense and a white lantern at the door when the next night came.

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Holding the lantern, he did not try to leave the ancient house, but just wandered around.

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"There is no way to leave this place without a supernatural bus." Zhou Deng entered the old woods along a winding path.

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This road is not the same as the path leading to the back door of the ancient house and the road leading to the gate.

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"The former owner of the ancient house built a road here to make it easier to evacuate one day. Maybe walking along this road can find a way to get out of here. If it doesn't work, it is possible to find some treasure buried by the owner of the ancient house."

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Zhou Deng's eyes rolled, and he was thinking of some strange ideas.

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Gradually.

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He followed this path deep into the old forest.

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This road is very strange. It is paved with yellow soil. There is no weed on it. The soil is very new. It seems to have been repaired a few days ago. There was no such a road before.

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"The trees along the way were cut down." Zhou Deng found that there were still tree stumps in the middle of the road.

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It is conceivable that in order to build this yellow dirt road, a considerable price was spent.

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Carrying a white lantern, he went deeper and deeper, and the surroundings became darker and darker.

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soon.

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The nearby woods were all shrouded in darkness, leaving only a vague outline. The only yellow dirt road stretched forward, as if it had no end.

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"A weird road that never ends? Do you want to turn around and go back?" Zhou Deng frowned, thinking about this question.

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But after thinking about it, he shook his head and gave up.

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He chose to keep walking forward, because it is not necessarily safe to go back and enter the old house. There are dangers everywhere in this ghost place, and maybe it is better outside.

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He didn't know how long he would go, he couldn't count the time.

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He only knew that the old trees around the yellow mud road gradually became sparse, and then he came to an open place.

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This open place is a circle, covered with yellow soil, surrounded by dense old forests, and no other paths have been found.

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The end has come.

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In this open space, Zhou Deng saw several graves.

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There are different old and new, some look like many years ago, some are like a few years ago, and some are even newly buried. There are tombstones in front of these tombs, with names and portraits on them, and some of them are placed in front of the tombstones. The offering is white rice in a blue and white porcelain bowl.

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The rice was blunt, like it was undercooked.

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Zhou Deng came to an earthen grave with a lantern, and he took a picture with the lantern.

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The pale lantern's light dispelled the darkness, revealing a portrait.

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On the portrait is a strange man who doesn't look like he is now. He seems to have been dead for many years, because the clothes when he was photographed are very old-fashioned, but he looks very young and quite handsome.

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"It's a pity to die here so handsome." Zhou Deng looked down at the bowl of white rice in front of the tombstone.

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He put the lantern beside him and reached out a hand to get it.

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However, as Zhou Deng bent down, the man on the tombstone turned his eyes strangely, and followed his hand to look down.

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"Clap~!"

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Zhou Deng suddenly withdrew his hand and slapped himself.

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"Zhou Deng, Zhou Deng, you know that there is danger here, but you reach out and pick things up. What should you do if you provoke some kind of curse and are targeted by the ghost."

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He actually gave up this idea, picked up the lantern again, and didn't touch the bowl of white rice in front of the grave.

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At this moment.

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The man in the portrait on the tombstone slowly retracted his gaze, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

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Zhou Deng continued to wander, and he came to the second grave.

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In front of the second grave is a very beautiful woman with waist-length hair, smiling and wearing a cheongsam. Because the photo is black and white, it is impossible to tell what color the cheongsam is.

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There is also a bowl of rice in front of the grave.

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It's just that this bowl of rice seems to be a little less than the one in front of the grave, and it seems to have been eaten.

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"It's a pity that he died after being so beautiful. That cheongsam seems pretty good. I don't know if it was buried in the grave." Zhou Deng thought about it.

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Then he slapped himself again: "Zhou Deng, Zhou Deng, you can't do this, other people are so beautiful, is it appropriate for you to dig other people's graves and want to strip dead people's clothes?"

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Zhou Deng left with great regret.

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He then turned around in front of several other graves.

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However, nothing special was found, only a rusty shovel stood in front of a clearing.

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Zhou Deng picked it up and tried it, but unfortunately it wasn't a supernatural item, just a very ordinary thing, which disappointed him greatly.

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"Go back, go back, it's a waste of time to find nothing."

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While Zhou Deng complained, but before he left, he didn't know why, he came to the grave of the second woman, and put the incense stick on the grave.

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"I think you are the most pleasing to the eye. I will give you a stick of incense before leaving, and it's not in vain for me to come here, Zhou Deng."

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He couldn't see anything special about this incense, and it seemed that it would burn out in a short time, and it was useless to keep it in his hands, so he just discarded it. .

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Holding the white lantern, Zhou Deng returned the same way.

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But it didn't take long for him to leave here.

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The incense stick standing on the tomb was burning rapidly, the speed was very fast, and the ashes fell down one by one, and the strange thing was that the burning smoke was not floating up, but was floating down, sinking into the in the old tomb.

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The smile on the portrait of the woman on the tombstone in front of the grave seems to have changed a bit, and the smile has become larger.

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Then the portrait gradually faded, and the color became lighter. In the end, the portrait disappeared, leaving only a blank space on the tombstone.

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next moment.

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The old tomb sank suddenly and collapsed.

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A white hand painted with red nails~www.readwn.com~ suddenly appeared. The hand rested on the tombstone, and with a slight movement, pushed the tombstone and buried it in the sunken old grave.

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Turn around.

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A strange woman wearing a red cheongsam with a curvaceous figure and waist-length hair appeared in the middle of this clearing.

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This woman exudes a fragrance, like the smell of the incense stick burning before, and it seems to have a different smell.

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However, this woman did not have that rotten, lifeless feeling.

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"Crash..."

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The wind was blowing in the nearby old forest, and the trees swayed and squeaked.

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"Gig, gig." The woman let out a laugh.

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Laughter echoed, accented.

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The swaying old tree immediately regained its calm.

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The woman left, and she walked along the yellow mud road towards the ancient house.

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Under the red cheongsam is a pair of red high-heeled shoes, bright as blood, with an embroidered handkerchief hanging around the waist...elegant and weird.

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There is only one chapter left today, I'm afraid my arms will be exhausted...

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(End of this chapter)

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