Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 986 The Disappearing Figure

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Yang Jian figured out a way to survive the fifth day of the ghost banquet.

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By dyeing the rice with blood and feeding the ghosts, you can temporarily stabilize the behavior of the ghosts, so that the ghosts will no longer attack you.

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This method is very simple.

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But this simple method almost caused several people to be damaged here. It was not luck that they survived, but the survival ability of the remaining people was strong enough that they were not killed by Specter in the first place.

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After knowing the method, everyone quickly prepared.

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They dyed the rice red with blood, and at the same time kept some spare parts in case it was wasted and not enough.

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"I'm going to take back the ghost realm. Although I can maintain it in this situation, it will be a huge burden on me." Yang Jian reminded everyone.

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"If the method is correct, there should be no problem." Liu Qingqing said.

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Zhou Deng and Li Yang also nodded, indicating that they were ready.

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See here.

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Yang Jian immediately took back the ghost realm without saying a word.

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As soon as the fifth-layer ghost realm disappeared, the figures of several people immediately appeared.

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The ghosts immediately started to move, some specters were approaching, and some specters had already started attacking them silently.

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But each of them held a handful of blood-stained rice in their hands.

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The ghost immediately shifted its target.

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Instead of killing a few of them, he took a grain of rice from their hands as before and gradually disappeared, leaving only a vague, transparent figure standing there.

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"Sure enough, the method is very useful."

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Zhou Deng saw the blood-stained rice in his hands decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

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The ghost is disappearing, and everyone has not suffered any attack.

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The pressure plummeted.

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"Captain Yang, how did you come up with the idea of ​​dyeing red rice with blood?" Zhou Deng then asked.

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"The ghost riders in the Republic of China all liked to play this way." Yang Jian's face was calm, but his eyes were still solemn, without the slightest relaxation.

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Zhou Deng said, "Have you been exposed to something similar before?"

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"A doll for the dead." Yang Jian said something.

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Zhou Deng was stunned for a moment. Of course, he knew about the death doll. It was a supernatural item in the headquarters. It was very rare.

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"Is it similar to the way of using a surrogate doll? But this is only close to the way of using it, and it's not enough for you to gamble."

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Yang Jian did not speak.

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But Li Yang is clear.

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It's because of the owner of Room 301.

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They once saw the workbench in that room in Room 301 in Dachuan City, which was suspected to be the place where the dolls were made.

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And here, Yang Jian and Li Yang saw the old man in Room 301 haunt again.

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Even the old man has entered the ancient house.

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An old woman, an old man who died not long ago.

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One man and one woman are both figures from the Republic of China period. Under such circumstances, some associations and speculations are inevitable.

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"But anyway, it's best to survive." The eagle hadn't died yet, and the frequency of the dice in front of him was slowing down.

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This means that there are fewer and fewer ghosts around.

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The danger of the ancient house is being reduced.

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"It's too early to be happy. Are three bowls of rice enough to fill the stomachs of these ghosts?" Li Yang showed concern.

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"The funeral on the first day, the vigil on the second day, the funeral report on the third day, the condolence on the fourth day, and the ghost banquet on the fifth day, if there is no problem on any day, even if the balance is restored, the final transfer will be made. It is also dangerous and abnormal within half an hour of the clock."

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He looked at his lost legs and one hand and fell into deep thought.

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Yang Jian said: "Don't be pessimistic, the problem in the past few days was because we didn't take precautions in advance, and we didn't know the correct method. Now that we know the situation will be much better, even if it is dangerous, it will not be as hopeless as before. "

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"I believe that today will be safe and sound, and three bowls of rice will be enough."

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"It's been the fifth day, and you'll be able to get through it after a little longer. Get your spirits up." Zhou Deng nodded, as if his desperation didn't affect him.

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He just felt that it was a bit of a loss that he didn't catch anything this time. The lantern he got had been robbed, and the incense was useless. Only the mourning clothes were left.

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As for the crisis of life and death, that is nothing.

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As a ghost rider and the person in charge, he has experienced a lot of danger. Although this time is a bit special, as long as he doesn't die, he will be fine.

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If you die, it will be even better.

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"We should think about the sixth day. Now we have just found a way to survive, and the rice is still enough. Now should be the safest time, so we must plan ahead." Eagle said.

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He is now vaguely uneasy.

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Because the sound of the music box has been ringing in my mind for several days, this was used during the vigil the next day, and it is now the fifth day.

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And Yang Jian said that this music box can guarantee a person to live for about a few days.

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As for these days, whether it is three days, five days, or seven days, no one knows, it depends on personal luck.

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Eagle felt that he had lived for three days and there was not much time left.

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"The sixth day has nothing to do with it." Zhou Deng shook his head and said, "Your analysis was accurate before, but in the last two days, there has been a gap in information."

"That's true. All the information in the ancient house has been used up. There was indeed an information outage on the sixth day. I think it should be inferred together with the seventh day." Li Yang suggested.

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Yang Jian said, "Do you have any ideas?"

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"I'm sorry, I didn't think of it for the time being, I just vaguely felt that this was a direction for thinking." Li Yang shook his head, ashamed.

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Yang Jian said: "On the sixth and seventh day, there must be a funeral, that is, carry this red coffin away from the ancient house, and send the old man to the back to be buried. If the seventh day is a funeral, then It should overlap with the first seven."

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"So, you think tomorrow is the funeral? What about the seventh day?" Zhou Deng asked.

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Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said, "On the first seven days of revival, all of us have to stay in the ancient house and spend the most dangerous day. After twelve o'clock, we will send this letter out, and this task will be completed. already."

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"If the inference is wrong, the day of the funeral will be the day our group is destroyed." Liu Qingqing said.

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"No, tomorrow will definitely be the funeral, and the first seven days of revival cannot be the same day as the funeral." Yang Jian said with great certainty.

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Liu Qingqing frowned: "What information did you rely on to assert?"

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"Reverse push."

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Yang Jian said: "The seventh day is the day of revival, and the sixth day is the day of the funeral. If you mess up the order, then nothing will stand. In the previous letter delivery task reminder, let us stay in this ancient house for seven days, and the seven days will start from the first day. The funeral process has been followed from the beginning of the day."

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"The method is right, the time is right, which means that everything we did before was right, and if we took a wrong step, we should have died long ago."

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"Regularly, the first few days were the hardest. Now that many things have ended, I can't think of other ways for the remaining two days."

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Liu Qingqing, Zhou Deng, Eagle, and Li Yang pondered.

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It is indeed reasonable to think about it seriously.

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The steps have basically been completed, and the funeral and the first seven days of reincarnation are left to fill the blank of these seven days, which also coincides with the special time of the first seven days.

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"So, tomorrow we are going to carry this coffin and leave the old house to be buried in the old forest behind?" Zhou Deng touched his chin and said.

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"I think the captain's judgment should be right, and it's finalized for the time being." Li Yang said: "If there are any other ideas that can be put forward in the next period of time, everyone can discuss it again."

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Eagle shook his head and said, "I have no opinion."

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Then he looked to the side of the roof.

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The red balloon floated on top, with Yang Xiaohua's corpse hanging underneath. A piece of yellow paper was attached to the corpse's face. The yellow paper covered the entire face, leaving no breath.

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"It's just that I want to know if this Yang Xiaohua is still alive? There are only a few days left, so I have to find a time to let her down."

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"I'll let her go after today is over. Now is not the time. The ghost banquet is still going on. There is a high probability of her being an ordinary person and being killed by the ghost." Yang Jian said.

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Zhou Deng said, "Maybe she's already dead."

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"She didn't die. Her corpse was very fresh, and there was no decay or corpse spots. If she really died, she would have stinks by now. I occasionally pay attention to her corpse." Yang Jian said.

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Everyone can only discuss some irrelevant things at this time.

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Everyone was holding a handful of blood-stained rice in their hands.

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The amount of rice is decreasing, and the ghosts in the ancient house are disappearing, leaving strange outlines behind.

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Three bowls of rice add up to a lot.

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It is enough for a Specter to take only one grain of rice, so these three bowls can be used for a long time.

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but.

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After the previous ghosts disappeared, new ghosts poured in in the direction of the gate of the ancient house.

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But not as dense as before.

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Everyone was fighting, and there were no deaths. It seemed that this was the only good news they had heard these days.

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Time passed little by little.

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Half an hour, an hour, two hours... In a blink of an eye, it was the afternoon of the fifth day.

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Fewer and fewer ghosts are pouring into the old house.

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Of course, the amount of rice in the hands of everyone is getting less and less~www.readwn.com~ In the dark and cold ancient house, one by one vague and strange silhouettes are densely crowded around, as if to engulf everyone here.

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But these vague ghost silhouettes are unable to interfere with the living people in the ancient house.

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As if they were in another world, they couldn't touch or touch each other.

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During this period of time, Yang Jian's ghost image recovered, and his wounds also healed.

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But that Li Gui's palm that fell on the ground without movement made Yang Jian very concerned.

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This was cut from the Specter on the black Grand Master's chair.

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Although it is only a palm, it is also a jigsaw puzzle.

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Up to now, this hand has not been found by Li Gui, but was lost in the ancient house.

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"Take it back, maybe it will be useful." Yang Jian walked over and picked up the broken palm.

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He didn't plan to use ghosts to stitch them together, because too many pieces of his own puzzle would easily lose his balance.

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The best way is to make this ghost thing into a supernatural item.

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The terrifying ghost palm with black nails is just a supernatural image.

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For a top ghost rider like Yang Jian, he can change the image of the supernatural.

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(End of this chapter)

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