Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 999 The seventh day

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The rest of the time after the funeral on the sixth day was normal.

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All danger seems to be gone, and there are no signs of supernatural beings in the ancient house anymore.

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In an old room.

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Yang Jian wasn't afraid either. He lay on the wooden canopy bed and immediately rested. He seemed to be asleep, his eyes were closed, and there was no movement.

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On the side of the room, Yang Xiaohua also found a sleeping bag from the luggage left by the other messengers. After eating and drinking, she curled up in the sleeping bag to rest. She was also very tired, both physically and mentally. torment.

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Those who can survive under such pressure under such circumstances are either lunatics or those with extraordinary will.

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Ordinary people are either dead or transformed.

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Obviously.

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Yang Xiaohua has survived. She is adapting to this strange environment where the supernatural comes, so instead of giving up on herself, she is replenishing food and water, taking every opportunity to rest, and improving her survival rate.

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She chose to stay by Yang Jian's side, because Yang Jian's side was the safest compared to other places.

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But there is not much time left for everyone to rest.

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It is now seven o'clock in the evening on the sixth day.

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There are still five hours before the arrival of the first seven on the last day, and I don't know what kind of danger will happen tomorrow. Although there are no ghosts inside and outside the ancient house now, everyone still feels very uneasy.

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After all, the experiences of the previous few days have taught them a lesson.

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"Why is my appearance a little strange." At the same time, in another old room.

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Liu Qingqing took out a make-up mirror that she carried with her. She looked at herself in the mirror and touched her face and facial features.

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The facial features are perfect and delicate, without any flaws, not even a dark spot, even without makeup or foundation, her face is still fair and flawless, but this kind of whiteness is not that healthy The white is reddish, but a kind of paleness without blood.

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But today, she found that the appearance in her original memory seemed very unfamiliar at the moment.

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Obviously it still looks the same as before, but Liu Qingqing feels that this face doesn't quite resemble his own face, he should be another face.

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What should the other face look like?

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Liu Qingqing tried to recall, but suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations.

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She can't remember, she can't remember what the other face looks like. Now she can't tell whether she was like this before or whether she became like this unconsciously.

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"Did my body change in some way after being invaded by supernatural beings, or did my memory change in some way?" Liu Qingqing realized that something was wrong with her, and she felt a chill in her heart.

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Because if it goes on like this, she feels that one day she will become another person.

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Completely different from who I was a few months ago, completely reborn.

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For example, she likes cheongsam more and more. Whether it is on her body or at home, all the clothes are gradually being replaced with different styles of cheongsam.

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For example, she rarely wears high-heeled shoes, but she wears high-heeled shoes every day when she travels, and she has never thought of taking them off.

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Liu Qingqing tried wearing other shoes, such as slippers and flat shoes, but she felt very uncomfortable, as if something was missing, which made her whole body uncomfortable.

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In the end, she couldn't help but change into high heels.

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and......

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Liu Qingqing touched a pocket on her body and found a handkerchief.

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She never wears a handkerchief.

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"Yang Jian has long noticed that I am wrong. He knows that I am being affected and changed, so he is very worried about me. He is afraid that I will become another strange and strange person, so he wants to change it in advance. I'll kill it." Liu Qingqing recalled some of the things Yang Jian had said to himself.

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"The last time I went to Dachuan City with Yang Jian to deliver a letter, I had a memory fragment, but the memory fragment was not long at that time, but this time I lost my memory for several days, even waking up. I don't know where it came from."

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"If my memory, my habits, my way of life have changed in a short period of time and become another person, then am I still me?"

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Liu Qingqing realized this, and she felt a chill all over her body.

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This kind of change is silent, and people who know her can't imagine that a person can change so much in just a few months.

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"What can I do? I can't stop this change." Liu Qingqing looked down at the bright red cheongsam on her body.

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The embroidery and patterns on it are exquisite.

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But this was taken from a dead corpse in the process of delivering the letter, revealing the strangeness, but at the same time there seems to be some kind of terrible curse.

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It seems that the original owner of this cheongsam is still lingering, and it is still stored on this cheongsam, which affects everything about him.

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"You must go to the fifth floor of the post office as soon as possible, and then leave the post office. Otherwise, if this goes on, I will no longer be me sooner or later." Liu Qingqing felt that all of this was the problem of the post office.

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As long as she leaves the ghost place of the post office and stops contacting some haunted supernatural places, she can get rid of this influence.

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And in the lobby.

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Zhou Deng placed the four black Taishi chairs neatly in the middle, then crossed his arms, touched his chin, and stared at it for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

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"These four chairs don't seem to be famous on the surface. Even if you stare at them for another day, they will all look the same." Li Yang leaned against the wall next to him and said to Zhou Deng.

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Zhou Deng said, "It's very strange."

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"What's strange?" Li Yang asked.

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"The four chairs are exactly the same." Zhou Deng said.

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Li Yang said, "Aren't you talking nonsense, the four chairs are exactly the same."

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"No, what I said is exactly the same. It's the wood texture on this chair, even the workmanship." Zhou Deng said: "You know, there are no two identical objects in the world, but at least this chair can't be distinguished through my eyes. Something will be different."

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"So, these four chairs may actually be one."

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Li Yang said, "And then what?"

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"Then? What's the matter? Then, I found so much temporarily." Zhou Deng said, then walked over and sat down again.

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"There's nothing special about sitting on it. It's just like an ordinary chair. By the way, do you remember what happened to the old man's body sitting on the chair on the first day?"

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Li Yang recalled: "Sometimes the old man's body was changed from the chair on the left to the right. At that time, a lot of people were frightened after this situation occurred, and then it was over, and no one cared why the old man was at night. The corpses will switch from left to right to sit."

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"And I didn't see how this process happened."

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"Details determine success or failure, which is worth scrutinizing and thinking." Zhou Deng said.

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He and Li Yang were analyzing the situation, hoping to discover something in advance, to understand what the black Taishi chair was for.

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After all, the seventh day is coming soon, and if you prepare more, you will have a better chance of survival.

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The few remaining people in the ancient mansion seemed to be spending time on their own.

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But at eleven o'clock in the evening.

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Liu Qingqing in the room came out ahead of time, her expression was calm, and she was still as beautiful as ever. Unfortunately, it was only a beautiful appearance, and there was only terror and horror hidden under the red cheongsam.

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And at the same time.

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Yang Jian in the room also opened his eyes and woke up.

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"you're awake."

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Yang Xiaohua had already woken up, she had been keeping an eye on Yang Jian, and when she saw Yang Jian opened her eyes, she immediately asked.

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"I didn't sleep at all." Yang Jian said.

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"Then what are you doing these few hours?" Yang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment.

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Yang Jian said, "I'm resting."

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"Don't sleep and rest? Aren't you tired of thinking about things with your eyes closed for a few hours?" Yang Xiaohua couldn't understand.

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"Don't discuss this boring question, it's eleven o'clock, and there is still an hour left. The last day is coming. After sending this letter, everything here will end, and those who survive will also go to the post office smoothly. Fifth floor." Yang Jian sat up and got out of bed.

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He took the hair-splitting spear standing beside him and walked out.

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"Wait for me."

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Yang Xiaohua also took a deep breath and hurriedly turned over. She adjusted her state, holding the red balloon in her hand, and planned to fight again.

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After getting through it, she has the hope of leaving the post office completely.

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If she can't make it through, Yang Xiaohua will die in this strange ancient house just like everyone else.

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The two walked out of the room.

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In the lobby, Liu Qingqing, Zhou Deng, and Li Yang had already arrived. Counting them, the remaining five people gathered again.

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"Captain." Li Yang greeted.

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Yang Jian looked at it and said, "Zhou Deng, what are you doing with these four black Taishi chairs together?"

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"It's okay, I'll do research." Zhou Deng replied.

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"Has the research yielded any results?" Yang Jian asked.

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Li Yang said: "There is a very bold guess, and it has something to do with the strange movement of the old man's body on the first day."

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"There is indeed such a thing. On the first day, the old man's body moved on the chair. It should not be man-made, but a supernatural phenomenon." Yang Jian nodded, and he was impressed.

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Zhou Deng pointed to the chair and said, "I think there should be more than four chairs, there should be other chairs. There are seven rooms and six old tombs here, but there are only four chairs. This is very unreasonable. ."

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"Do you think there should be seven chairs?" Yang Jian said.

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"Hey, Team Yang is smart, and it's all right, isn't it? If the old man in this ancient house had six teammates before his death, then seven rooms, seven old graves, and seven chairs would be reasonable. Now there are few graves. There is one chair, three chairs are missing, and the number is no longer correct."

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"And as ghost riders during the Republic of China, do you think they would prepare the most common chairs here?"

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Yang Jian said, "So these seven chairs are supernatural objects?"

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"It should be, and I don't think the old man's body moved." Zhou Deng said: "The real reason should be that the chair was moved."

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"The chair moves? Some kind of supernatural power that can move the person on the chair to other chairs? Or that the seven chairs are all interconnected." Yang Jian's eyes moved, and an association immediately occurred.

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Zhou Deng said in surprise: "Did you eavesdrop on the information before Li Yang and I analyzed the information for several hours, how did you guess it so quickly?"

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"It's not difficult to understand, isn't it?" Yang Jian said.

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"If the seven chairs are interconnected, was the old man's body taken away on the first day? Then it was sent back, but the wrong chair was sent to the right?"

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"That's what I guessed." Zhou Deng said.

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Yang Xiaohua, who was beside him, said, "So, the thing that receives letters on the last day may appear in the ancient house through this chair?"

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"It's very possible, after all, the so-called Resurrection Night is just what we named it. If the old man really recovered, the place would have already lost control. How could we let you guys deliver letters safely." Zhou Deng said.

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Yang Jian asked, "You seem to know the messenger very well."

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"I don't know it very well, I just know a little bit. There is a captain in the headquarters who is a messenger, don't you know? She seems to be on the fifth floor of the post office. I have been in contact with her and know a little bit of information." Zhou Deng touched Chin Road.

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"Is there a captain from the headquarters on the fifth floor of the post office?" Yang Jian's eyelids jumped: "Why haven't I seen him attend the meeting at the headquarters before?"

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The captain on the fifth floor of the post office is definitely not. Cao Yang, Li Jun, Wei Jing, Wang Chaling and these people must not be known to him.

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"I'm afraid it's another captain who has been appointed by default. There are only a few places for selection at the captain's meeting. Most of the places have been divided up, and the names of those captains are kept secret. My level is I can't find it." Li Yang said calmly.

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"Can't I find it?" Yang Jian said.

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Li Yang said: "Captain, you definitely have permission to check it, but you don't seem to be interested, captain, and haven't checked it out."

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"I see." Yang Jian nodded.

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He is indeed not interested in these things, and his captain is just a name, in fact, it is not much different from a person in charge.

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"Your topic is crooked, let's think about today's mission of delivering letters. The messenger on the fifth floor should be left until we go to the fifth floor alive." Liu Qingqing reminded; "Don't look at what is left now. How long will it take?"

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When we were chatting, an hour was almost gone.

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It is eleven-forty now.

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The first seven nights of resurrection are coming soon.

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Yang Jian didn't speak~www.readwn.com~ just took out the red letter and confirmed it again.

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The letter is still there, no problem.

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"Then wait for the first seven to see the situation."

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Yang Jian said: "On the last day, the recipient of the letter will definitely appear. There is nothing special about today. Sending this letter will end everything."

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"So the last day is to fight."

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Zhou Deng smiled: "It's a little easier. Now that something appears in the ancient house, you can be sure that it's the recipient. There's no twists and turns, it's relatively simple and direct."

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"That's right." Yang Jian nodded.

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The last time passed slowly.

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soon.

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Everyone's cell phone, the time on the watch is exactly twelve o'clock.

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On the seventh day, the first seven revival nights began.

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The leader can go in and get free peripheral benefits: 957598296.

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The event will not last long, and those who meet the conditions can enter.

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Free benefits, around novels.

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Really free, not a dime.

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(End of this chapter)

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