Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1029 Old Li's Information

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The fifth floor of the post office.

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In Room 502.

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Yang Jian's eyes showed a little tiredness. He used too much supernatural power. Even if he had supernatural weapons, the situation was not optimistic.

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But the result was pretty good.

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He successfully entered the bedroom in Room 502, and found the source of spirituality in this room.

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In the room, there is a thing similar to a **** seat. Two small red lights are lit on the left and right sides. The scarlet color is strange. In the middle, there is a kneeling little man. The little man is wearing clothes and closing his eyes. Like falling asleep.

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"Where have you seen such an arrangement?"

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Yang Jian clenched the spear in his hand: "By the way, I remembered that it was in the room where the supernatural incident occurred in Room 301 of Dachuan City. There was a **** seat in that room, but the **** seat was empty. There are no deities worshipped."

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"So, is that the thing on the throne?"

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The little man took a serious look, but found that it was not a clay statue, nor a wood carving, but a thin, shriveled corpse that had been specially treated.

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It seems that a ghost baby that has not been conceived has been made into such a statue by some supernatural means.

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As for what the use of this thing is, Yang Jian doesn't know, but he can be sure that it is this ghost that affects the whole room.

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He approached again with vigilance.

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At this time, he found some clues. There was a photo under the kneeling little man. The photo had faded badly and was some years old, but it was vaguely recognizable. The content of the photo seemed to be Room 502.

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And the architectural layout on the photo is distorted and changed, like a movie screen, the picture is moving.

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"This is not an accidental supernatural phenomenon, but an artificially arranged supernatural place. Some people use such a thing to affect the entire room, creating a murderous room that can only be entered and cannot be exited, which traps the messengers who enter the room. If you live, you will also trap the Specter in this room."

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Yang Jian peeped with ghost eyes, and understood all of this in his heart.

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He got closer.

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The scene in front of me is changing rapidly again. It seems that no one is allowed to approach the statue. Walls appear on the originally empty walls, and the surrounding ground has changed again. At this time, Yang Jian, who was originally in the room, actually appeared again at this time. into the living room.

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Yang Jian didn't move, what moved was the whole room.

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No matter how he used his supernatural powers, he would be forced to return to the starting point.

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On the floor of the living room were mutilated corpses. There was a dull sound from the direction of the bathroom, and blood seeped out from the crack of the bathroom door.

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"I already know how to deal with this situation. The supernatural affects the whole room, so the most important thing is to interfere with the supernatural. As long as the supernatural is disturbed, the room will be broken, and even the affected area can be restored to the way it was before."

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"And the ghosts that can affect reality are not low in terror, and it is impossible for ordinary ghost riders to interfere with them."

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"But unfortunately, I'm not an ordinary ghost rider."

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The ghost behind Yang Jian swayed, and then a dark shadow spread out in all directions along his feet and quickly covered the ground, then the walls, and then the ceiling.

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But all the buildings in this room are covered by ghosts.

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"Now, I want to see how you can affect reality and change everything." Yang Jian was expressionless and walked towards the bedroom again.

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At this time, the walls twisted, the ceiling shook violently, and the whole room seemed to be shaken by an earthquake.

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Yang Jian didn't waste any time, he quickly came to the room.

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The divine position is still there.

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The skinny villain on the throne is still kneeling on a photo, exactly the same as before.

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The closer Yang Jian was, the more violently the nearby buildings shook.

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The ghost felt the existence of Yang Jian and was trying to change the surrounding environment, but this change was disturbed, because the walls and the ground were covered by ghosts, although the influence was very powerful, but the ghost of Yang Jian Shadow doesn't need to completely resist, he only needs to hold on for more than ten seconds.

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This little time is enough for Yang Jian to act.

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He quickly walked to the divine seat and reached out to grab it.

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Instead of fetching the corpse of the weird villain who was kneeling on the throne, he took away the photo under the villain's corpse.

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The photo is the medium, it is the key to affecting the whole room.

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As the photo was pulled away.

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next moment.

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The shaking room immediately returned to calm, and the supernatural power no longer interfered in Room 502.

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Then, the lights in the living room flickered.

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The yellow light came on again.

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The man who claimed to be Lao Li before appeared again. He still stood expressionlessly in the living room, like a cold corpse. He looked at the door that reappeared, and now he understood that the person in this room was The paranormal arrangement was broken.

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"Yang Jian. You really did it."

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At this moment, Yang Jian tore up the old photo.

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The **** position was still there, and the little man kneeling on it didn't move, and he didn't take the initiative to contact him, so as not to cause some unnecessary troubles.

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"You showed up again?" Yang Jian glanced at it: "You have something to hide from me, this room is not a haunted room in a simple sense, but a magical place artificially arranged, its purpose is to trap you here, No, to be precise, leave this black letter here."

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"What's behind this? I think you should know."

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Lao Li said: "You can do this, it's okay if you know a lot of things. If you can't survive today, it's useless to know. You're right, this room was carefully arranged by the former messenger. One bureau, because the post office had black letters, they had to come up with such a method."

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"A method that does not need to tear up the letter and avoids being cursed by the post office. This method is very simple, and that is to keep this black letter in the hands of a messenger on the fifth floor forever."

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"Ordinary messengers will be killed by the curse of letters if they don't deliver."

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Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said, "So they need to artificially create an alien, that is, an existence like you, who is both a messenger, a dead person, and a ghost... In this case, even the curse of the post office will be There's no way to kill you."

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"So the letter was left in this room forever, and some kind of letter delivery mission was suspended without limit?"

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Lao Li nodded and said, "Your inference is very accurate. That's the case. This method is bold and risky, but the result is obvious. We succeeded."

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us?

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Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: "You also cooperated with the action?"

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"Of course, I thought it was a good method at the time, an opportunity to end the fate of the messenger."

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Lao Li said, "At that time, someone had to make sacrifices. I was the victim. This was not decided by me alone, but by the whole group."

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"You set up this situation, why do you want to break it now?" Yang Jian said.

"The situation has changed, paranormal events have begun to appear outside, and the post office has begun to get out of control... Everything is going in a bad direction. I think it is necessary for messengers to exist. If my death is exchanged for five The fate of the messenger ends, then the death of the messenger is in exchange for the end of the supernatural event."

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"This is the conclusion I came to later, so the messenger must deliver the letter, must die, and must accept such a fate." Lao Li said, "So, now it's the messenger on the fifth floor to take on this responsibility."

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"I'm afraid, the messenger on the fifth floor is not willing to do this." Yang Jian said with a sneer.

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Old Li looked numb and said: "That's true, so there are constantly new messengers who try to break the balance and die. You can also see the corpses in the room. These are all the messengers on the fifth floor who died here before, if you can't do it today. , you will be one of these corpses."

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"But if you do it, then the operation of the post office will start again, starting with this black letter."

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"Everything will change for the better."

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Yang Jian looked at the black letter in his hand: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. I'm afraid that if I get this black letter, it will arouse the hostility of many messengers on the fifth floor."

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"Are you afraid?" Old Li said.

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"Afraid? They should be afraid of me. The messenger on the fifth floor should be killed if there is no fault." Yang Jian's tone was cold, as if he wanted to clear the entire floor.

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"That's good, tomorrow at six o'clock, the post office lights up, and all the messengers on the fifth floor should arrive. You have to be careful." Old Li said.

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"You don't need to remind me about this." Yang Jian said, "I have a few questions I want to ask you."

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He found that Lao Li couldn't steal his memory even like this, so he could only ask, because this Lao Li had no body and was not a ghost, but a supernatural phenomenon that depended on the existence of ghosts.

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The balance of room 502 was broken today, and it is estimated that he will not exist for long.

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"If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Old Li said, "But what I know is very limited."

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"What are the oil paintings of those figures outside the hall on the fifth floor?" Yang Jian asked

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Old Li was silent for a while, still without any expression, until there was some strange movement in the toilet, and then he immediately said: "I already had those oil paintings before I came to the post office, we guessed that they should have successfully escaped from the post office. The messenger on the fifth floor, every person who has delivered three letters and successfully left the post office will have a painting."

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"Why does the post office do this? What's the point of doing this?" Yang Jian frowned.

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Old Li said: "The post office messenger on the fifth floor has three choices after delivering the three letters. I don't know if the information is true or not. I can only tell you what I know."

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"Which three options?" Yang Jian asked.

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Lao Li said: "The first option is to leave the post office, and the second option is to return to the first floor of the post office, but in exchange, a person in the oil painting can be resurrected."

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"Ok?"

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Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: "Wait, people who leave the post office will leave oil paintings, so what's the point of resurrecting the people in the oil paintings?"

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"It should be the arrangement made by the previous couriers to return to the post office. After all, it is not common for couriers to leave the fifth floor, but everything is just speculation. Why the post office arranged this way, I don't know." Old Li said: "As for the The third point is not to leave the post office, nor to resurrect those who leave, but to choose a road leading to an unknown floor."

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"What that road is, no one knows, and no one chooses that road. It is a mystery. Some people speculate that the post office has an unknown sixth floor. Some people say that the secrets of the post office can be learned there, but no one dares to bet against the unknown. , so there is no relevant information.”

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Yang Jian frowned.

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It seems that there are really many secrets on the fifth floor.

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"The last question, what is the function of black letters?" Yang Jian asked.

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Old Li said: "This is also an uncertain answer. If the yellow letters represent ordinary, the red letters represent danger, then the black letters are likely to represent death. We suspected that the post office was trying to kill the fifth floor. All the messengers, so the black letters appeared."

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"Of course, there is another guess. I also guessed one or two from the delivery conditions at the time."

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"I still remember that the delivery conditions at that time were that all the couriers on the fifth floor had to participate in the delivery mission. The one who succeeded in delivering the message at the end would survive, and the rest of the couriers would be regarded as failing to deliver the message and suffering the curse after the failure."

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"Only one person is allowed to successfully deliver a letter?"

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Yang Jian's eyelids jumped: "This is indeed a mission to send to death. All the participants are dead, and only one can survive. No wonder you chose this method to leave this black letter in the post office when you didn't send the letter."

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"The task of delivering letters has not stopped until now, because there is a special requirement for the task of delivering letters, that is, the task time is only counted from the day the post office leaves." Lao Li glanced at Yang Jian.

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"If this is the case, then the purpose of the post office is not to deliver the letter, but to filter out a special messenger, and that person must be strong enough in all aspects, otherwise the letter cannot be held, and that person will happen after completing the task. What, I think this is something to look forward to." Yang Jian said calmly.

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He had a vague guess in his mind.

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This black letter may be a postmaster letter.

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The messenger who successfully delivered this letter may become the new post office manager.

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Of course, this is just a guess, and he is not sure whether it is correct or not.

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"You should be thinking about how to deal with the future, instead of staying here. The ghost is already out of control, and you will be very dangerous." Old Li said again.

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At the location of the bathroom, more and more viscous blood flowed out. At the same time, the broken corpse in the living room gradually began to move again.

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The cold air in the bedroom became heavier.

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Spirituality revived again.

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But the only good news is that the lights in Room 502 turned on again~www.readwn.com~ This shows that Specter was suppressed by the post office, and at the same time, the door exit to the outside has appeared without the supernatural influence.

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Now, Yang Jian can leave at any time.

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He wasn't in a hurry.

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He can also deal with Specter's appearance. He tried to continue to inquire about this man named Lao Li, asking for some key information.

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"Have you ever seen a corpse in a glass bottle?" Yang Jian asked again.

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"Sometimes there is the sound of glass bottles rolling in the next room, but there are ghosts in that room." Old Li revealed a message: "One of the oil paintings also has that thing in it, but it's not easy to find."

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"In the next room and in the oil painting? I know, is there anything else?" Yang Jian asked.

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He only has two puzzle pieces in his hand, and if he counts these two, it shouldn't be enough to make a corpse.

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"I don't know." Old Li said.

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"What is the identity of the corpse in the glass bottle? Do you know?" Yang Jian said again.

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"Someone has found it before, but it has never been found. It is a mystery. I have studied it before and finally gave up." Lao Li said.

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Hearing this, the corpse in the glass bottle has existed for at least ten years, or even longer.

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(End of this chapter)

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