Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 979 Broken Finger

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It was obvious that only he knew about the bizarre things that happened when Yang Jian walked away.

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Even if they were so close, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, Fan Xing, and Da Qiang seemed to be in the dark and didn't know anything, and they didn't even hear the slightest movement.

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However, what happened in that room did not affect the balance of the ancient house.

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And now that the room has disappeared and all hidden dangers have been erased, this is good news for everyone,

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But it's just that.

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It didn't increase the hidden danger, and it didn't help too much. The first seven dangers in the ancient house still had to be faced by the remaining people.

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but now.

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Not many people survived.

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"Don't worry about what happened just now. The danger of the day of condolences is still going on. This kind of balance cannot be maintained forever. So the most urgent thing is to care more about yourself, rather than those useless things." Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng and said.

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This guy became addicted after picking up the human skin mask, and wanted to get supernatural objects everywhere.

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Zhou Deng didn't speak, he just stood there, his eyes kept rolling.

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His eyes moved away from Yang Jian's body, and he swirled around the stationary and eerie people in the lobby.

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Where are these people, all of them are ghosts, maybe not ghosts with complete puzzles, but they must be related to supernatural beings, not the kind of ghost slaves that have been exposed to before.

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Therefore, even if the "people" here take one outside, it is a supernatural event.

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But now.

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All the ghosts gathered together and kept quiet because of the old man in the red coffin.

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"Today is still a long time, and it is basically unrealistic to want to spend the night in such a safe way, so no matter what dangers arise in the future, we need to deal with them. If we can withstand them, we can live safely today. , I don't need to say more if I can't pass it." Yang Jian said directly without any taboos.

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He was wearing dirty and old mourning clothes, which could isolate Specter's perception.

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The others looked at him and nodded in agreement.

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The eagle in the corner fiddled with the dice in front of him and said: "The fourth day is condolences, the fifth day is the ghost banquet, the three bowls of rice are the key, maybe the fifth day can send the ghosts pouring into the lobby away, so we Not only to live, but also to keep the three bowls of rice, don't use it up in advance, or lose it."

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He has no scruples either.

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The curse of the music box on his body, combined with the ghost dice, can deal with most ghosts in supernatural events. Although it may not be able to solve it, it can at least survive.

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It's just a short life.

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"Your reminder is also very reasonable." Yang Jian did not refute, but agreed.

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The three bowls of rice on the fifth day may be an important prop for sending these ghosts away. Otherwise, these ghosts will stay in this ancient house for a long time, and sooner or later they will kill everyone, and they will not live on the first seven days.

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"Now keep quiet and take your time slowly. As long as there is no abnormality and the ghost does not take the initiative to attack us, we don't need to pay attention to the rest, just stay by the coffin." Yang Jian retreated.

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He stayed beside the red coffin like everyone else, resting and passing time slowly.

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Time passed little by little.

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Everyone was silent.

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Although they were wearing mourning clothes, their hearts were not at peace, because in front of them all were ghosts. Under such an environment, the psychological pressure on people was enormous. engulf.

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And Yang Jian is thinking about what happened before.

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About the sixth floor of the ghost post office.

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"If this mission is completed, all those who survive will enter the fifth floor, and the woman in the Republic of China said that the ghost post office has a sixth floor, and only one person can enter the sixth floor, and after entering Never come out again and become the master of the ghost post office."

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"I definitely can't control such a ghost post office. I don't want to be trapped in one place yet."

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"So I have to arrange a successor before this matter is over."

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Yang Jian glanced slightly at the others.

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Eagle first ruled out that he has the curse of the music box, and he will die after this letter delivery mission. The rest are only Li Yang, Da Qiang, and the unknown Yang Xiaohua.

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To be honest, the most suitable candidate is definitely Li Yang.

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But he was not willing to let Li Yang be trapped there for the rest of his life.

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"Let's see later, maybe there will be someone on the fifth floor that I'm more satisfied with." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

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To be honest, he also really wants to control the ghost post office, because this place is definitely very important. Although the freedom is limited, at least he can control the unimaginable spiritual place and ensure that he can survive in this spiritually revived world. .

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Quota is important.

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Don't give it indiscriminately, otherwise it is very likely to add a huge threat to the future. He will support the person he trusts to go to the sixth floor.

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However, while thinking.

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Inside the old mansion, however, an abnormality appeared again.

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"Sha, Shasha!"

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The familiar radio sound suddenly sounded. It was very low at first, but soon the noise became louder and louder, and it became very clear after a while, and the sound was erratic and reverberated in the lobby for a while, and it was difficult to determine the real sound. position, seems to keep moving.

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"Is that the ghost radio again?"

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Several other people knew about this thing, so they didn't find it strange, but their faces sank and looked a little ugly.

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Because this ghost radio is suspected to be able to guide other ghosts.

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During the vigil the next day, it was the radio that attracted Specter to find the people in the back hall, and was almost killed.

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And that radio broke one, and a new one came out.

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There will never be a way to completely destroy it, even if Yang Jian uses a coffin nail or a hatchet, it will not help.

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Because radio is just a medium, not a real ghost.

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next moment.

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The position of the sound coming out of the radio did not move any more, but stayed in one position.

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Fierce.

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Yang Jian immediately followed the position where the noise of the radio sounded, and this position made everyone's expressions change.

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It was actually on the black Taishi chair behind the coffin.

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The old radio didn't know when it appeared on the chair, but it didn't even notice it at all. It seemed like it ran over by itself, or it was secretly let go by some invisible ghost.

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Anyway.

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This supernatural medium appeared.

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"Is the balance failing? The ghosts in the ancient house have emerged." Yang Jian secretly said: "Or, the old man in the coffin can only suppress the ghosts outside the ancient house, and cannot affect the ghosts in the ancient house."

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The rustling voice in the old radio suddenly disappeared.

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As if receiving a signal, a strange voice came from inside: "Hey, hello, is there anyone alive? Where are the rest of you, why can't I find you, hello, hello... "

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"Damn, here's another trick." Fan Xing gritted his teeth with hatred.

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This thing will play tricks.

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They were discovered by cheating before, but they went after them directly.

Now they are wise.

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No one responded.

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"Hey, hey, I know you are here, don't hide anymore, come out quickly..." The voice on the radio continued to sound, as if someone was talking to you.

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Yang Jian walked over without saying a word.

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He directly stretched out his blackened ghost hand to lift the radio, and then threw it into the red coffin.

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The old radio fell directly on the old man's body.

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"Ah~!"

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Suddenly, a strange and miserable high-pitched cry came from the radio, and then the signal was interrupted, and it turned into a rustling sound, and then there was no rustling sound, and it was dead silent, and there was no sound at all. come out.

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It seems.

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The radio triggers something even more terrifying, it is battered, even suppressed.

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"This ghost is really noisy. It should have been done a long time ago. Let it be buried with the old man after the first seven." Yang Jian said coldly.

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"You are not afraid of accidents." Zhou Deng said.

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Yang Jian said: "Accidents are endless. I don't want to worry about accidents now. I just want these annoying ghosts to disappear in front of me."

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"That's how it should be." Zhou Deng touched his chin and praised it.

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"Continue to rest."

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After Yang Jian temporarily solved the strange radio, he began to wait quietly again.

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He had a bad feeling in his heart.

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Because the radio appeared first, does that mean that the other ghosts that appear the next day will also appear next?

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For example, the source of that dark ghost realm?

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Like the unclothed corpse that was dismembered by himself?

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Another example is the ghost that Li Yang met before, which frightened him.

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However, time has only just passed.

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A voice once again broke the tranquility in the ancient house.

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"Wow..." The baby's cry sounded loud and clear.

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"It was the baby that was lost before. Did it appear first? It was clearly nailed to death before, but unfortunately I lost it again because of the fight against Liu Qingqing." Yang Jian thought to himself.

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However, the cry did not appear for a while, but suddenly stopped.

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As if the baby had encountered an accident, the last cry was accompanied by a strange cry.

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The voice finally subsided.

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It seemed that the abnormality also disappeared, but the hearts of everyone couldn't help but tremble.

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Something more ferocious appeared in the ancient house.

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However, in a short period of time, the thing that suppressed the cry of the terrifying baby did not appear, and it seemed that he was still wandering in the ancient mansion without staring at everyone.

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But when the time came to six o'clock in the morning.

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There was something wrong with the dense crowd in front of him.

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The crowd was separating, and at the same time, there was an abnormal sound. This sound was completely different from the previous sound. It was the sound of a chair being pushed on the ground.

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soon.

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A black Taishi chair appeared in the strange crowd. This chair abruptly pushed the others away and appeared at the front.

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Behind the chair is darkness, like a ghost realm, and like a deep road, shrouded in darkness, with no end in sight.

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It was a pair of thin hands that pushed the black master chair, and the blackened nails looked especially weird.

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"Is the black master chair still there? Wasn't it broken by something before?" Yang Jian frowned.

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He previously remembered the sound of a broken chair when the lobby was shrouded in darkness, but in the end he didn't see the broken chair fragments, nor the Specter.

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"The supernatural that cannot be suppressed by the red coffin has appeared again. Sure enough, the ghosts in the ancient house are rarely restricted. The real danger all comes from the ancient house, not outside the ancient house." Seeing this, the eagle was indifferent. He couldn't help things, he could only watch from the sidelines.

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The bizarre hands behind the black chair moved at this moment and were slowly withdrawing.

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Little by little, it seemed to disappear into the darkness.

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But the next moment.

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A creepy thing happened.

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Wearing mourning clothes, he thought he could avoid the power of Specter's perception, but a pair of dry palms appeared on his shoulders.

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"Following me?" Da Qiang was covered in deep cold, and his face changed instantly.

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These thin hands are surprisingly powerful, no, it should be said that the supernatural power is so powerful that it makes people desperate, his body lost control at this moment, and he was pressed down on his shoulders and slumped down abruptly and sat down.

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"Yang Jian!"

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Da Qiang shouted hoarsely.

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this moment.

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Yang Jian also moved suddenly.

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His ghost eyes peeped at everything, and also found the pair of hands that appeared behind Da Qiang.

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The six-layer ghost realm of Ghost Eye appeared superimposed in an instant.

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Everything was suspended.

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The hands stopped moving.

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Immediately afterwards, the hatchet in Yang Jian's hand slashed down, even if there was no triggering medium, he could cut off this Specter's palm in an instant.

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But at this time.

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The pair of skinny palms with black nails were quickly retracting, moving very fast, but under the influence of the sixth-layer ghost realm, they were very slow, at least Yang Jian could react at this speed.

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The hatchet fell.

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Three thin and long fingers were cut off, and then the hands disappeared.

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Disappeared on Da Qiang's shoulders.

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But Da Qiang was already dead, and he had no breath of life.

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he died.

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Being put on the shoulders by a ghost~www.readwn.com~ I will die with a single touch.

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A certain mortal murder rule seems to be triggered.

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"Are you a step late?" Yang Jian's eyes sank and he stepped back abruptly.

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On the black Taishi chair, a pair of thin hands still rested on it, but these hands lacked three fingers and were incomplete.

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Ghost, was attacked by a hatchet and was partially dismembered.

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The terror level has been lowered.

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Yang Jian quickly picked up those fingers and threw them into the red coffin, so as not to add some unnecessary accidents.

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The dismemberment is not enough, the ghost still has the ability to move. If you want to completely dismantle the ghost to the point where there is no threat, you have to cut off at least five fingers, which is far from enough.

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Yang Jian didn't speak, but strode forward, intending to kill this threat first, so as not to give this specter the possibility of continuing to kill.

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Act fast.

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Almost the next moment, he had already rushed to the black Taishi chair, and chopped the hatchet in his hand again.

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At this moment, the ghost didn't dodge, the two missing fingers were chopped off.

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A hand completely slipped off the black Taishi chair, and only one hand remained on it.

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(End of this chapter)

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