Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1060 The last 601

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At the moment when the corpse was successfully stitched together, I thought it would wake up a ghost that had been sleeping for many years, but I didn't expect that it was the whole ghost post office that had changed.

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The post office was shaking and shaking, as if there had been a strong earthquake.

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The post office has not collapsed, but the walls inside the post office are peeling off, the wooden stairs are collapsing, and the floors are disappearing.

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The original location of the post office patio is no longer shrouded in a layer of darkness, that layer of darkness has dissipated.

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Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, Li Yang, Wang Yong, Zhou Ze, and Zhong Yan were caught off guard, and they stepped on the air and fell down. Every floor was cracking. It fell back into the lobby on the first floor of the post office.

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Dust and rubble splashed.

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It seems that the old furnishing can no longer be maintained, and it was finally damaged today.

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"Bah, what kind of garbage building, if you say it properly, it will collapse. The guy who built this thing must have gotten kickbacks. It is a typical tofu **** project. If he encounters me, Ye, he will definitely be killed."

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Ye Zhen stood on the ruins and couldn't help but spit.

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"Part of the supernatural power that maintains the post office has disappeared, so this old building has reached its limit, so it is damaged. It is because of the corpse. The corpse opened its eyes and showed signs of awakening, and then this happened. Variety."

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dusty.

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Yang Jian stood still, and his scarlet ghost eyes glanced around.

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The dust that was flying immediately dissipated quickly, and the rubble on the ground disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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He used the ghost realm to clean up the garbage.

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soon.

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The sight around him was restored.

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On the ground, Li Yang, Wang Yong, Zhou Ze and others also hurriedly stood up from the ground.

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They fell from the fifth floor and they were not injured.

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They are all ghost riders with supernatural powers, and ordinary falls will not kill them.

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At this time, everyone saw that the layout of the post office had undergone tremendous changes. This was a building in the shape of a zigzag. There were five floors upstairs, and there were stair openings on the walls. The stairs were concrete structures, connecting the Go up and down all floors.

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"There is actually a staircase hidden in the wall." Wang Yong's face moved slightly.

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Li Yang said solemnly: "We were attacked by a Specter on the fourth floor. When the Specter appeared, a staircase appeared, but it disappeared behind it. Now it seems that the staircase has not disappeared, but has always been there. Now, it's just covered by a wall, and the messenger can't find it."

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"So this is the original appearance of the post office? The first and fifth floors are connected to each other, and there is no layer-by-layer separation." Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at it slightly.

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"If this is the case, then the previous post office was probably remodeled by someone, and the rules for messengers to go upstairs were formulated later, not from the beginning." Li Yang speculated.

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Wang Yong pondered: "If you have the qualifications to transform the post office, only the administrators can do it."

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"The knocker? That old man named Luo?" Li Yang looked at Yang Jian.

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This is very likely.

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The old man surnamed Luo probably wanted to choose a new manager, so he formulated such cruel rules for sending letters, in order to choose a good enough messenger to replace him.

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"Wait a second, where's the corpse?" Suddenly, the woman named Zhong Yan asked cautiously.

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These words immediately drew their attention back.

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Everyone looked around, looking for the female corpse that was spliced ​​just now.

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Suddenly.

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Yang Jian and Ye Zhen were the first to look up at the top of their heads.

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That's the fifth floor.

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Although the hall on the fifth floor has collapsed, there is a corridor left around the room. I don't know when I stood there, the corpse woke up, and looked down at the people downstairs.

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"She's provoking me. No one has ever dared to stand on top of me, Ye, and look down at me. This shows that they didn't take me seriously." Ye Zhen was angry, and he immediately wanted to rush up to meet the female corpse again. grips.

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However, he was stopped by Yang Jian.

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"What are you doing to stop me? Do you think I'm not her opponent?" Ye Zhen said.

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"..." Yang Jian felt that Ye Zhen's thinking mode was really speechless.

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"There is no need to deal with that thing. There are too many strange things in the post office. I just need to wait for Sun Rui to appear again. Before that, it is better to do less than one thing, and this female corpse is in a very strange state, not like a ghost. If you rush up and rashly kill others and cause some bad consequences, then it's not good for the situation."

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Yang Jian said that he was observing the female corpse.

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At the same time, the situation seems to have stabilized now, and he doesn't want to make extra troubles.

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Moreover, the figures of the five ghosts in the hall on the first floor were still wandering, so he had to pay more attention.

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"Don't worry, I, Ye, is definitely not a person who has gained a false reputation. After I kill her, I will come back, it will not be in the way." Ye Zhen said.

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Yang Jian said: "You might as well deal with the ghosts in this hall if you have the time. Listen to my advice and put the female corpse on the fifth floor for a while."

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He felt that there was a secret on this female corpse, and he didn't want Ye Zhen to destroy it.

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"Well, for your sake, I, Ye, will let her go temporarily." Seeing this, Ye Zhen snorted coldly at the female corpse, looking very dissatisfied.

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However, Yang Jian's words were obviously useful, so Ye Zhen turned to look at the terrifying ghost figures in the hall.

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Seeing this, Yang Jian was slightly relieved.

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He was really worried that he wouldn't be able to stop Ye Zhen, and he was afraid that he would fight again.

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Now it seems that this Ye Zhen is still more face-saving, and he didn't mess around according to his own character.

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"Ignore that thing for the time being, continue to wait for a while, if Sun Rui hadn't died, he should come back, and the specter attack he suffered after tearing up the black letter has passed. If there are no accidents, there should be a period of time. Safe time."

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Yang Jian said to Li Yang, Wang Yong and others.

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"The ghost hasn't been solved yet, isn't it in the way?" Wang Yong asked.

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He was referring to the four ghost figures walking around in the hall.

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"Under the condition of knowing the law of killing, there will be no problem for the time being, and there is no way to deal with this ghost for the time being, so I can only let Ye Zhen find a way." Yang Jian said.

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Everyone nodded.

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At this moment, Ye Zhen was very interested in studying those ghost figures.

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Although he is a middle schooler, he still has the brains he should have in the midst of supernatural events.

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"The shadow is just an illusion, the source is the key, and is it a decryption game? This can't be difficult for me, Ye." Ye Zhen stared at the ghosts and thought.

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at the same time.

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Another part of the post office.

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This is a stairway that few people step on. At this moment, Sun Rui is limping up the stairway alone. In front of him, there is a strange and vague figure leading the way, as if to signal to him follow.

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Sun Rui did exactly that.

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The steps are very long and seem to have no end. The front is dark and the surroundings are extremely depressing, and the silence is terrifying. Only his step-by-step walk echoes.

The cramped, dark, and depressing corridors can easily make people nervous.

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But Sun Rui looked calm and not afraid.

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He had experienced enough terrifying things in the days he was at the post office. At that time, he had to get through every night alone, and it was nothing here at all.

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It's like it's been a long time.

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soon.

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The end of the stairs said.

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It was a room.

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There is a dim wall lamp on the left and right sides of the door, and a copper house number hangs on the door, which reads: 601.

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601?

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Sun Rui's expression moved slightly: "Sure enough, there is the sixth floor of the post office. It seems to be a strange place that exists alone, and it is not connected to the fifth floor."

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When he looked back.

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Crunch!

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The door of this 601 room suddenly opened.

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The wall at the entrance flickered for a while, but the figure of the strange old man disappeared immediately.

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That figure should be some kind of supernatural phenomenon, not a real ghost, just to guide certain people to enter here.

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"This is to let me into that room." Sun Rui thought to himself, and at the same time felt that his state was getting better and better, and there was no more restlessness of Specter's recovery.

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The symptoms of his lame leg are not so severe anymore, and his walking is more flexible than before.

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"There are still many people outside waiting for me to go back under the attack of the Specter, so we can't waste time."

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Sun Rui didn't hesitate, he immediately walked into the room.

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The room was very dark, very dark.

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The darkness almost made him wonder if he was blind.

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But soon, another oil lamp came on strangely, and there was a strange smell in the air.

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The lamp oil gave off a corpse stench, which made people feel uncomfortable.

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"It's exactly the same as the oil lamp I got on the first floor." Sun Rui walked towards the bright spot.

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Soon, he came to the place where the oil lamp was.

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It was a desk. It was of an old style, and it was covered with pulp. It seemed to have been used for a long time.

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There was a black booklet on the desk, a brush and an inkstone beside it.

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Sun Rui fixed his gaze on the small black book.

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As for the brush and inkstone next to him, he ignored them. Those two things were ordinary objects, not supernatural objects. Only the black booklet had an ominous aura.

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The black paper is somewhat familiar.

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"It's letter paper..." Sun Rui immediately understood the style when he saw the size.

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But before he could observe more, a terrifying scene appeared.

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A thin old man's palm suddenly stretched out from the depths of the darkness opposite the desk. The palm grabbed a page of the black booklet and opened it gently.

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On the first page, a very beautiful name was written with a brush: Luo Wensong.

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Sun Rui's whole body was tense. He subconsciously grabbed his hand, but found that his cane was no longer by his side, and his face darkened at the same time.

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"Luo Wensong? Surnamed Luo? Team Yang seems to have said that the knocker was surnamed Luo when he was alive. As for the name, there is no way to verify it. There was no ID card, file, and the name was passed down by word of mouth, so this Luo Songwen was that one. Is the surname Luo's real name?"

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"But the name doesn't matter, it's just a code name."

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He stared at the skinny palm with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

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soon.

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The skinny palm turned the second page again.

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The second page actually has a name, and that name is written with a pen in a delicate font.

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"Tian Xiaoyue."

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Apparently it was a woman's name.

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"No, that's not right."

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Sun Rui's face moved slightly at this moment: "This book should record the manager's name, that Luo Songwen's name is on the first page, which means that he is the first manager, but after the death of the surnamed Luo, the ghost has recovered. The supernatural incident code-named Knocker was only a year ago."

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"According to this inference, it is impossible for a second manager to appear."

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However, the name on the black book is real. In that handsome font, three words Tian Xiaoyue were written.

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This shows that there is a second administrator in the post office.

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But the thin palm stretched out in the darkness did not stop, and turned to the third page again.

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At this time, what made Sun Rui's scalp numb was that another name appeared, and that name was: Zhang Xianguang.

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Sun Rui didn't know the name, but Yang Jian knew it, because Zhang Xianguang's oil paintings were left in the post office. He was a messenger on the fifth floor and successfully delivered three letters without the existence of the post office.

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But no one thought that Zhang Xianguang's name would appear here.

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Could it be that he is also a manager?

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Sun Rui didn't think much about it, he just wrote down the names on these notebooks and went back to discuss with Yang Jian.

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At this moment, the thin palm stretched out in the darkness slowly opened the fourth page again.

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The fourth page on the black book was blank, without a name, as if waiting for Sun Rui to fill in his name.

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"Who can come here and leave his name, who will become the manager?"

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Sun Rui took out a ballpoint pen that he was carrying with him from the pocket of his jacket, he bent down without thinking, and quickly signed his name on it.

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The fourth manager: Sun Rui.

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As soon as the name is written, immediately.

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There were suddenly countless glowing flames in the dark room. The flames gradually lit up, and they turned out to be oil lamps. The densely packed oil lamps were placed in various parts of the room, illuminating the originally dim room No. 601.

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And as the darkness subsided~www.readwn.com~Sun Rui stared at the front, but found that there was no trace of the skinny palm in front of the desk. There was only one hanger in that position, and there was a hanger on the hanger. Weird black gown.

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There is no wind in this room.

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The black gown on the hanger fluttered eerily a few times, as if someone had moved it just now.

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Sun Rui stared at it with a look of fear.

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He can be sure that the black gown is not an ordinary piece of clothing, and the previous supernatural phenomenon is caused by it.

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But now is not the time for him to pay attention to this. He must figure out the situation here as soon as possible, change the rules of the post office, and deal with supernatural phenomena in the post office.

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Sun Rui looked around with the help of the light of countless oil lamps.

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Suddenly, he saw a painting, it was an unfinished painting, and there were various dyes next to it. The painting was large and very strange. It was an old building: the ghost post office.

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The post office in the painting is very simple, just a prototype.

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"I probably understand..." Sun Rui thought deeply.

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The meaning is clear.

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The ghost post office is an unfinished painting. Each manager draws the post office he wants according to his own preferences.

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(End of this chapter)

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