Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 978 The time has come

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A ghost rider in the Republic of China suspected that he used a stick of incense to wake up his lost consciousness and come back to life again.

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Hard to imagine.

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This kind of resurrection is more difficult than the traditional resurrection, because the resurrected people also need to re-control the supernatural power.

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Yang Jian stared at Liu Qingqing.

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Do not.

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Now it should not be called Liu Qingqing, but the consciousness of a stranger in the Republic of China.

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It doesn't matter who this person is.

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The important thing is that this person is a real figure of the Republic of China, and is a figure in the spiritual circle during the Republic of China. It is estimated that the information and things he knows are unimaginable. The most important thing now depends on whether she is willing to reveal it.

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"Who is the old man in the ancient house?" Yang Jian asked the first question directly.

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Liu Qingqing smiled, with a slightly strange smile: "The people in my group, just like you now, some are alive and some are dead, the living people should stay in the supernatural place, and the dead people should take care of what's behind them. Prepare, he is much better than me, but there are times when he can't stand it."

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"How to solve the problem of Li Gui's recovery?" Yang Jian asked the most important question with cold eyes.

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Liu Qingqing said: "It can't be solved, if this problem can be solved, we don't have to die, so I won't tell you how to control the ghosts, each era has its own characteristics, maybe people in your era can Find a way to be different than our group."

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"Didn't some of you live to this day?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

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"You have also lived to this day." Liu Qingqing said.

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"understood."

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Yang Jian understood the meaning of Liu Qingqing's words.

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In every era, there are always some ghost riders who can go very far. These paths cannot be copied. They are the result of the collision of death and luck. Even if they tell you the method, you can only listen to it as a story. That success cannot be copied.

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Just like Mr. Qin, when you were born in the womb, you were an alien. Can you learn this method?

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Or, like that Wang Chaling, who directly inherited the first and second generation of the Wang family who turned into a ghost, there is no way to learn this.

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So Yang Jian no longer struggled with this issue, but continued to ask: "Where is this place? It doesn't exist in reality, and it must be reached by a supernatural bus."

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"In words that you can understand, this is a ghost area, isolated from reality, but in the end the balance will fail, and it will reappear in reality. The supernatural bus is just a tool to shuttle in various special areas." Liu Qingqing slowly moved around the house.

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She touched her head.

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The dented place that was smashed by the blood-stained wooden hammer is now recovering rapidly.

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soon.

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Liu Qingqing's body once again became flawless.

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Seeing this change, Yang Jian continued to ask, "Why are there ghosts in the world?"

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Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled, smiling happily, covering her mouth as if she was watching a joke.

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"Is this question funny?" Yang Jian frowned.

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Liu Qingqing came over, she was wearing red high-heeled shoes, she had slender legs, and her figure was elegant, revealing a classical beauty, she walked in front of Yang Jian, smiled and said, "Have you never heard of ghost stories? ?"

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"I've heard of it, but it's all fake." Yang Jian said.

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"How do you know that those are fake? The story is circulating, and the truth is hidden in it, and your level is too low right now, not when you are thinking about this kind of problem, when you live another three years, you can wake up the second The person who sticks to the incense, he will tell you this question." Liu Qingqing said.

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Is the level too low?

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As the top ghost master, Yang Jian has mastered three ghosts and become an alien. He has mastered restarting himself, and has coffin nails and hatchets. Such capital would be judged as too low-level.

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"You don't want to reveal information, so why do you need to communicate with me?" Yang Jian asked coldly.

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He felt that the characters in the period of the Republic of China were not dead, and it was not that there was no way to pass on information to future generations, but that these information seemed to be buried intentionally.

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If you really want to tell the truth to future generations, there are 10,000 ways.

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so.

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What Wang Xiaoming said back then was right, and it was meaningless to pursue the past.

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When the past is buried, it means that the past is a failure, and pursuing a failed era is just a waste of time moving forward.

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"I woke up too early. I planned to go to a place to see, but he died, so I chose to stay in this ancient house, but I didn't expect you to open this room." Liu Qingqing said.

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"Is there anything special about this room?" Yang Jian said, "I came here because of that ghost cupboard."

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Liu Qingqing said: "This room is a ghost. To be precise, these red objects are a jigsaw puzzle of a ghost, which is trying to revive."

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"Is it just that?" Yang Jian stared at her with a bit of skepticism.

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Does a ghost need so much trouble to prepare so many objects to imprison it?

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Coffin nails, golden utensils, or a coffin.

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Anything like that.

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"At least the information I know is like this. After all, I didn't create these things." Liu Qingqing said, it seems that she is only a participant, not the creator.

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Yang Jian was silent at the moment.

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He did not know much useful information from the population of this period of the Republic of China.

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He couldn't find the source of the Specter, and he couldn't find a way to restrain the Specter's recovery, and he didn't even solve many supernatural secrets.

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"What's on the fifth floor of the ghost post office?" No way, Yang Jian gave up some very ambitious questions, and he directly asked some of the current questions.

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Liu Qingqing laughed again: "There is a sixth floor above the fifth floor, which is the core of the post office, but only one person can enter the sixth floor, and there is no way for a person to enter the sixth floor for a lifetime. Leave the post office."

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"Why?" Yang Jian's eyelids jumped.

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This information is very useful.

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"Because that person will control the post office, is this answer okay?"

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Liu Qingqing said: "Your questions are getting more and more naive. You can discover many things yourself. It doesn't make any sense to ask me here. You should go out. The seven days in the ancient house are the tasks given to you by the post office. Only qualified to enter the fifth floor of the post office."

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She seemed to have lost interest in answering, and turned around and walked towards the room again.

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"It's a naive question for you, but for those of us, you have to fight for your life. There is indeed a reason for you to be buried in the first place. It's reasonable that you can't survive with such a willful character." Yang Jian Cold road.

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These words seem to have touched people in this period of the Republic of China.

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She stopped, and at the same time, the surrounding air instantly became gloomy and cold.

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This is not an illusion, but a real coldness.

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It was as if the Specter Ghost was recovering, and the supernatural power was invading the body.

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The ghost of Yang Jian swayed, resisting the influence of the surrounding, he stood with a cracked spear: "Angry? That's right, since your time is running out, just give me your memory, I can Live longer, go farther, and solve more paranormal events in this world."

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Faced with the woman's answers, he was not satisfied.

So he wanted to do it himself.

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Give it a try.

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If he wins, he will inherit the memory of a top ghost rider in the Republic of China.

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lost.

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Maybe buried in this ancient house.

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Very reckless.

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But Yang Jian didn't think so, because he wasn't sure how long he would have to wait for the next opportunity after he lost this opportunity.

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Liu Qingqing turned around slowly: "How do you steal a living person's memory from Li Gui's body?"

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"Sure enough, are you also an alien?"

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Yang Jian's impulsive impulse stopped instantly.

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She was awakened for a short time, but in fact she was still a ghost, just because the power of that stick of incense helped her wake up for a short time. Once this period of time passed, her consciousness would dissipate.

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This is inexplicably similar to Yang Jian.

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If one day his ghost image revives, then his own consciousness will also be suppressed and swallowed up by the Specter, but that consciousness has not disappeared, if he can still wake up by some means.

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only.

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The consciousness controlled by Specter can no longer be stolen.

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The collision between the supernatural and the supernatural will only lead to a crash.

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Therefore, this Liu Qingqing is reminding Yang Jian. Even if she didn't fight back and let Yang Jian steal the memory, Yang Jian couldn't do it, and even let himself die because of it.

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"My time is almost up."

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Suddenly, this Liu Qingqing spoke again, she raised her arm, but the originally flawless arm began to dry up, with corpse spots and signs of decay.

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The complexion on his body began to darken.

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Even the cheongsam is not as bright as before.

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The fragrance in the air began to appear along with a faint smell of corpse.

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Obviously.

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That stick of incense was starting to fail, and soon she was going to completely become a ghost.

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"You should go. Before I get out of control, I will deal with it in this room. This person will not die, she will live well, and I will give her a gift."

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Liu Qingqing turned her head again, she slowly walked to the dresser and sat down, ignoring Yang Jian's existence.

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Seeing this, Yang Jian finally chose to give up.

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He didn't do anything to Liu Qingqing.

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It's no longer meaningful.

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If you can't steal the memory, there is no benefit to doing this.

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This person is already on the verge of recovery. If he continues to stimulate, I am afraid that the time of that incense stick will continue to shorten.

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At that time, it will not be against people, but against a terrifying ghost.

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But Yang Jian was unwilling to leave like this.

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He looked around in this festive and eerie room, as if he wanted to take something away.

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You can't just run around in vain.

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"Take this thing away. If you meet that ghost someday, it might be able to help you."

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The cheongsam woman spoke again. She took out an item from the drawer of the dresser and threw it out.

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It is a jade bracelet.

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The color of the jade is black, but it is bright inside, as if blood had penetrated into it.

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The bracelet landed on the ground with a crisp sound, but it didn't break.

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This is a supernatural item, no matter how fragile it looks, as long as the supernatural power is still there, it will not be damaged.

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"What's the use of this thing?" Yang Jian asked.

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The woman didn't speak anymore, but hummed a little tune softly. It was a play, very classical, with a bit of nostalgia and sadness.

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Her jet-black hair was falling out, and her bright cheongsam became dirty and old.

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It seems that everything is rapidly aging and decaying.

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But that was just a double image, the real Liu Qingqing was still sitting there with his eyes closed, motionless, unaffected.

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It's just that only Yang Jian's ghost eyes can see all of this clearly.

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In the eyes of ordinary people, Double Shadow and Liu Qingqing are the same person, and there is no difference at all.

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Yang Jian didn't speak, just picked up the red bracelet on the ground, then turned and left.

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The situation is bad.

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There is no need for him to care about a person who is about to recover.

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Before leaving, he even closed the door, but it was unlocked, and he wanted to take the lock away.

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"Yang Jian, we should meet again..."

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In the red room, a whisper echoed, with a bit of a smile.

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"The transaction task of the ghost cabinet has been completed. There is still a sixth floor in the post office. I got a red bracelet... This trip doesn't seem to be a loss." Yang Jian looked back.

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He didn't dare to approach that room any more.

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Because the next time the door is opened, it will no longer be Liu Qingqing, but a real ghost.

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That room will become a taboo, isolating everyone from entering.

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It doesn't matter whether the door is locked or not.

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So after there was no value to stay here, he immediately went back the same way, bypassing the weird crowd and came to the middle of the lobby.

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"Captain Yang, are you back? What happened over there just now, why is there no movement at all?" Zhou Deng was still standing there, and he asked curiously.

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However, when he spoke, his eyes stayed on the red bracelet in Yang Jian's hand.

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"No movement? No, I met Liu Qingqing there, but that's not the real Liu Qingqing, she was eroded by supernatural power, a consciousness that doesn't belong to her is talking to me, haven't you heard?" Yang Jian asked.

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At such a close distance, everyone should hear it.

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However, it wasn't just Zhou Deng, the other people next to him shook their heads to indicate that they didn't hear it.

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Yang Jian's complexion changed~www.readwn.com~ His ghost eyes immediately looked towards the aisle again.

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The previously locked room disappeared.

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There is only one wall there, and there is no locked door.

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"Disappeared? Was it done by the woman during the Republic of China? She wants to take all this away, and then find a place to deal with her own affairs." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he guessed in his heart.

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"It seems that Team Yang has entered an unknown place, and the supernatural interferes with everything, so we have no way to know the situation. In this case, Team Yang, won't you tell us?" Zhou Deng asked, keeping his eyes on Yang Jian's bracelet.

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As if she wanted to take this opportunity to inquire about news, and then wait for the opportunity to find that place.

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"It's nothing, just treat me as I walked away for a while, don't ask questions, the first seven letter delivery tasks have not been completed this time, the danger is still there, don't be curious about other things." Yang Jian took a deep breath. , he looked back.

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Don't think about everything that happened before.

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It was a bizarre experience.

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The most urgent task is to stabilize the situation today.

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After all, the transaction of the ghost cupboard and the task of sending letters are two different things, and they did not interfere with each other.

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"Don't tell me, I definitely want to eat alone." Zhou Deng muttered in a low voice.

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(End of this chapter)

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