Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1002 The Way to Erase

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Yang Jian sat on the black Taishi chair, and there was a chair opposite him.

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In this way, they trapped the recipient between these two chairs, making it impossible for them to leave, and after waiting for a while, the strange and mysterious recipient finally emerged.

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It was a vague figure, but it could still be determined that the figure was sitting opposite Yang Jian at the moment, with a straight body.

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Only he can see this vague figure, and others can't see it at all, because they don't have a black Taishi chair as a medium, and this vague figure is getting clearer and clearer, as if it had penetrated through the chair from an unknown spiritual place. In the same way, it seems that Yang Jian himself was also affected.

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Maybe it wasn't the recipient who appeared, but Yang Jian instead appeared to the recipient.

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People who do not exist in reality seem to have an intersection at this moment.

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Yang Jian stared at the man in front of him.

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The blurred figure became more and more real, and at the same time, the person's appearance and facial features were gradually revealed.

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Before it was fully presented in front of him, Yang Jian was sure that the recipient should not be a ghost.

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Because the appearance of that face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, he was recalling, excavating fragments of past memories, and seemed to want to recall this small detail.

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Where did you see this person?

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Do not.

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It should be said, where did you see this slightly familiar face?

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"Is it the person on one of the tombstones of the five old tombs in the old forest behind?" Yang Jian thought about it, but quickly denied it.

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Although there are indeed a few unfamiliar faces on the portrait on the tombstone, they are all different from the person in front of him. To put it more straightforwardly, no matter what the portrait on the tombstone is, it is not as perfect as the person in front of him.

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yes.

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Perfect.

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To describe it better, it is handsome.

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This is a very handsome man, but his face is pale, as if there is no blood, and his eyes reveal an inexplicable numbness. This numbness is not the kind of emptiness without emotion, but a kind of tortured Numbness, it seems that the recipient has suffered a great deal of torture.

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"Right, I remembered."

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Yang Jian stared at the person who was getting clearer and clearer in front of him, and he remembered more and more things in his mind. Finally, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a memory fragment was confirmed.

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He has not seen this person, but he has seen a portrait of this person.

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The portrait of this person once appeared on the wall of the living room in Room 301, Dachuan City.

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It was a portrait oil painting of a character, and it looked like a photo from the Republic of China period. The person in the painting was a handsome young man dressed well.

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"That person should already be dead, why did he appear here." Yang Jian had doubts and confusion in his mind.

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The figure of the man who emerged is now close to the real state, but it seems that he has been interfered and hindered by some kind of interference. The figure is not complete, and some parts of the body cannot be fully presented, and the incomplete parts are still blurred.

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"There is no such man among the five old tombs, so this man is the seventh person in this ancient house?"

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"Then what is his relationship with the old woman in Room 301?"

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A mystery emerges.

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There seems to be some involvement in this. There is still room 301 in this ancient house, and there are some connections with the ghost post office, which leads to the stories of some ghost masters in the Republic of China.

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It's just that this kind of thought appeared in Yang Jian's mind and was immediately pressed down by him.

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There is no point in thinking about this.

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Without hesitation, Yang Jian immediately took out the red letter and stretched it out, trying to put it in the recipient's hand.

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As long as the letter is delivered successfully, this task will be completed, and the rest will be simple.

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However, the recipient's numb eyes turned slightly, staring at the red letter in Yang Jian's hand. He didn't reach out to take it. The hands never lifted. Instead, after a long silence, he let out a sigh. , The emotion of this sound seems to be full of loss and helplessness, as well as a kind of relief.

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"He can read my letter."

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"But he doesn't want to take the letter."

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"He is sighing, which means that the content of the letter is not important. The red letter is more like a signal, a signal of communication between ghost riders during the Republic of China."

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"When the signal appeared, he already understood everything."

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Yang Jian stared at the change of expression on the face in front of him. With a sigh and a look, he could analyze a lot of things.

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Obviously, this time the mission is just to let them send a signal.

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The moment the red letter appeared in front of the recipient, the purpose of the ghost post office had been achieved.

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No matter how much Yang Jian is, the person who wants this letter has to want it, and he has to want it if he doesn't.

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He immediately shoved the red letter into the hand of the man in front of him.

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The letter leaves.

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The ghost post office's delivery mission is complete.

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"The red letter disappeared."

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However, in the eyes of others, the red letter in Yang Jian's hand disappeared strangely in front of him after he left his hand.

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It seems to have been taken away by an invisible person.

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"Successful, the task of delivering the letter is completed." Liu Qingqing said.

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"It's great that there are no surprises." Yang Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She felt that she could survive this letter delivery mission.

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It's unbelievable that it is possible for an ordinary person to reach the fifth floor of the post office.

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"This is the end?" Zhou Deng looked at it and felt that the first seven were too disappointing, and thought that something unexpected would happen.

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It turned out to be safer than the previous days, and there was no danger in the process of delivering the letter.

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But when the letter arrived in the hands of the man opposite Yang Jian.

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An unexpected and terrifying scene appeared.

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The person in front of him began to undergo bizarre changes. His body was aging, as if time passed quickly on him, the skin began to wrinkle, corpse spots began to appear on the skin, and the hair on the head began to fall.... .. the original handsome and mysterious man now looks like an old, rotting corpse.

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And that face has undergone an unimaginable change.

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That face was no longer young, but an old man, who terrified Yang Jian.

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Because this old man is the same old man he buried when he was buried yesterday.

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The two are the same person.

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A youthful appearance, an old and dead appearance.

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It's just that for some reason, the old man died, but the young man became the recipient and wandered in this ancient house, existing in an incredible state.

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soon.

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The young man completely disappeared, and only this rotten old man was left on the Taishi chair opposite.

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The stench of corpses permeated the air, and a gloomy aura was escaping.

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The corpse of an old man appeared out of nowhere. The corpse was still holding the red letter in his hand, but now the red letter seems to have been sealed in dust for many years. Even the red letter envelope A little bit of ageing and fading.

Not so bright.

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"Yang Jian, what's going on?" Zhou Deng was startled at this moment, and he stepped back again and again.

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He also saw the corpse on the black Taishi chair.

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It was clearly the corpse of the old man in the coffin.

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why.

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Why did the old man's corpse suddenly appear in front of me? Could it be the recipient just now?

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"Didn't I have buried this body before, why did I come here?"

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Liu Qingqing and Yang Xiaohua also opened their eyes, looking very frightened, and subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to approach the old man's body.

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They couldn't understand this situation.

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As Zhou Deng said, yesterday they carried the coffin together to bury the old man, and buried the old man deeply, and the old man in the coffin was always honest and did not move.

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Why did you run away today?

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Or to say, as soon as he walked on the front foot, the old man on the back foot had already recovered, then climbed out of the coffin, and now returned to the ancient house.

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Is this what the so-called first seven soul nights refer to?

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It wasn't just them who were shocked.

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Yang Jian was shocked to see all these changes with his own eyes. He felt that his letter seemed to reveal a signal that had a great impact. Otherwise, if it was just a letter, how could a handsome and mysterious man suddenly change. A wrinkled, lifeless corpse of an old man.

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"Captain, let's go quickly. Now that the letter has been delivered successfully, there is no need to continue to spend it here." Li Yang hurriedly shouted.

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The old man's body is very dangerous.

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If it turns into a Specter, it will be the most fierce Specter.

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So after completing the task of delivering the letter, the best way is to stay away, leave here far away, and never come back.

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"go."

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Yang Jian didn't dare to stay. He felt that the task of delivering the letter this time was not easy, and it was very related.

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So at this moment, he hurriedly passed the old man's corpse on the black Grand Master's chair in front of him, and then quickly moved away.

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He came to the lobby, grabbed Li Yang on his back, and said to the others, "Come with me."

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The others did not dare to hesitate and hurried to follow.

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Everyone left the lobby, walked along the patio, went to the front yard, and then tried to leave. They didn't dare to go outside, because there were ghosts in the old forest outside.

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Now that the mission of delivering the letter has been completed, leaving alive becomes the key.

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"Burn the letter paper and see if you can go back to the post office directly." Yang Jian said.

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Yang Xiaohua had already prepared the stationery, and she immediately set fire to a black stationery.

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The black letter paper is burning like a black incense, and a puff of smoke floats and gathers together. A strangely curved path emerges in front of us. At the end of this path stands an old building, and the door of the building can be seen from a distance. There are also colorful neon lights in front.

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"The way to the post office appeared, and the delivery was really successful." Yang Xiaohua said in surprise.

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They were worried that after the successful delivery of the letter, the way to the post office would not be able to appear. Now it seems that the way has appeared.

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The evacuation method of the post office is still very powerful, and the way to the post office can be opened up in such a place.

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"Road, what road? Why didn't I see it?" Zhou Deng suddenly said at this moment.

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He didn't see the way to the post office.

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Because he is not a messenger, there is no way to borrow this road to get to the post office.

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"I can't take care of that much anymore." Liu Qingqing said, she immediately set foot on this path and tried to return to the post office along the path.

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But then came a scary scene.

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The road to the post office in the distance is disappearing, the whole road seems to be affected by something, and the road cannot be maintained.

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Looking at it from a short distance, it felt as if the entire path had been erased alive by something.

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"What's going on?" Liu Qingqing hurried back in fright.

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Because the road ahead was already broken and disappeared, she was worried that if she continued to walk, she would also disappear along with it.

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"That thing is here." Seeing this, Yang Jian's face suddenly turned ugly.

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He knows this ability to erase supernatural beings.

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It was on the old man.

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at the moment.

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The old man was afraid that the ghost had really recovered.

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"Bang! Bang!"

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There were two sounds from the ancient mansion behind him, the sound of the black Taishi chair hitting the ground after hitting it.

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The chair moved.

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This shows that the old man's body on the chair also moved.

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"The night of returning to the soul has come, and sure enough, the old man and the ghost have recovered, but I have guessed so much, but I never thought that the old man would recover in this way." Yang Jian took a deep breath.

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"Let's leave this ancient house first. It's a big deal to stop the ghost bus on that road." Zhou Deng said.

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He also felt very bad.

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trying to open the door.

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However, he found that the door that could have been easily pushed open now seemed to be stuck and could not be shaken even a little bit.

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"The door can't be opened." Zhou Deng looked at Yang Jian with a hint of surprise.

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"What about going over the wall? The wall is not high." Yang Xiaohua said.

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Li Yang said: "Climb over the wall? You can come out like this, even if the door can't be opened, you can go out over the wall? This entire ancient house has been affected by supernatural beings. You may be able to go from the front hall to the lobby by turning over the wall. I don't believe it. I'll try to show you."

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After speaking, he threw a small object from his body at will.

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The small object flew over the courtyard wall, but there was no response from the outside~www.readwn.com~ Instead, the response appeared in the ancient house behind.

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"Did you hear that? The things I threw didn't fall outside, but in this ancient house. In other words, we are all trapped now." Li Yang said.

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He has experienced many supernatural events, and he is no stranger to this kind of supernatural phenomenon.

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In a place like this, everything is disordered.

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"No matter how strange the place is, there is an exit, you can leave if you find it." Zhou Deng touched his chin and said, "This is a kind of supernatural loophole, I understand."

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Yang Jian glanced at him in surprise.

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Although what Zhou Deng said is not very clear, the truth is true.

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All supernatural places have a gap that connects with reality, but this gap is difficult to find, no, it should be said that it is basically impossible to find, and ordinary people will be trapped alive.

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"The patio, the patio can leave." Suddenly, Liu Qingqing opened the mouth and said in an unfamiliar voice.

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Yang Jian looked at her.

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However, Liu Qingqing was a little confused: "Did I speak just now?"

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"Is it out of control again?"

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Yang Jian frowned. The voice just now seemed to be a bit special, not Liu Qingqing's own, but rather the voice of a woman from the Republic of China period.

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(End of this chapter)

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