Mysterious Recovery

Several people separated again in Taiping Ancient Town.

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Yang Jian is more interested in the non-existent ancient street. He thinks that the ghost lake incident may not be as simple as a simple supernatural event, but involves some events during the Republic of China. Maybe we can understand the ghost lake by figuring this out. What is the source of the incident.

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Li Jun and Shen Lin are more concerned about where the ghost lake connects to reality.

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If you find that place, you can follow that point directly into the ghostly place where the ghost lake is located.

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Liu San left a paper figurine beside Yang Jian, but there were other paper figurines in the ancient town. Obviously, Liu San wanted to know both the ancient town and the street that didn't exist.

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"Ordinary tourists can enter that street, which means that the street will still be open to the outside world, not that it will never exist. Now that the street does not appear, it may not really disappear, but it needs specific people, specific people. conditions to enter a certain place.”

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"Just like the ghost post office, it's only open for some people. Those who don't meet the requirements can't see the ghost post office even if they stand at the door of the ghost post office."

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Yang Jian was standing on the spot at the moment, he was thinking in his heart: "Can the five-story ghost land invade and enter that street?"

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After pondering for a while, he decided to test.

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The ghost eyes opened at this moment.

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The scarlet Specter's eyes peeped out, emitting a strange red light, and the surrounding buildings were quickly affected and pulled into the ghost realm. Then the number of ghost eyes continued to increase, and the ghost realm was superimposed.

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The first floor, the second floor, the third floor...the fifth floor ghost realm opened directly.

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In the line of sight, the buildings in the ghost realm are gradually blurring, and some ordinary things are screened out by the ghost realm, and cannot enter the fifth-layer ghost realm.

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And this layer of ghost realm has been able to connect to the supernatural space, sending some ghosts away from the real world.

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This is also the reason why many supernatural beings need five layers of ghost realms to peep.

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Because some ghosts do not exist in reality.

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You need to break the boundaries between reality and the supernatural before you can see the truth.

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The five-layer ghost realm is this limit, so Yang Jian's ghost eyes can clearly see many hidden ghosts.

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This time is no exception.

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As the surrounding old buildings gradually disappeared from the sight, an incredible scene appeared. An old street with a sense of age actually became clear with the blurring of the surrounding buildings, as if from some non-realistic scene. The magical place gradually appeared.

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This ancient street does not exist in reality, but it has opened up a certain boundary because of the five-story ghost realm of Yangjian.

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"Sure enough." Yang Jian stared at the street.

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He even saw a lot of pedestrians in the street, some men and women, and they were dressed in various clothes, some from modern times, some from the 1970s and 1980s, and some from the period of the Republic of China. These all kinds of people were mixed together. , as if witnessing the history of this street.

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Yang Jian couldn't tell whether these people really existed, or some supernatural images left by the ghost realm's transition to reality, because these people felt very real to him, their looks, expressions, and every move were clearly seen, even their voices and even their voices. can hear.

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"That is....."

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Suddenly.

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He saw a back suddenly appear in this colorful street.

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It was a woman who was walking deeper into the street with her back to Yang Jian. This back was a little familiar. The reason why she was familiar was because the woman with her back turned to her was wearing a red cheongsam and stepping on a red cheongsam. The high heels, the figure is enchanting.

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Like Ms. Hong.

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But it doesn't seem to be Sister Hong, because the woman in the red cheongsam actually had a jade bracelet on her wrist.

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The jade bracelet is black, and the style is exactly the same as the jade bracelet in Yang Jian's hands.

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It's just that the jade bracelet in Yang Jian's hand is black with blood seeping into it, bright and strange.

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"It's the same one." Yang Jian's ghostly eyes swept over and quickly compared.

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The style, size, and even the texture are the same, absolutely the same.

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It's just that the cheongsam woman's hand has not penetrated into the blood, it is still a black jade bracelet, and the one in Yang Jian's hand is now a red jade bracelet.

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"Who would that woman be? Sister Hong? Or the original owner of the jade bracelet?" Yang Jian became puzzled.

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He thought it was Sister Hong, but he felt that there were many places that were not like Sister Hong, and he couldn't express this sense of disobedience.

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"Anyway, let's go in and have a look." Yang Jian's curiosity became stronger and stronger, and he walked to the street without saying a word.

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The paper figure next to him, Liu San, was left outside the ghost realm by him.

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He didn't want to take Liu San to that ancient street, because he wasn't very at ease with Liu San, the guy's paper man and the paper sedan that carried Chen Qiaoyang in Dadong City were still unclear. Chu's relationship, and Liu San in front of him is just one of the paper figurines. He can't help, but he can cause trouble.

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As he walked forward, Yang Jian got closer and closer to that street.

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When he crossed a certain limit in the last step and stepped into the street, Yang Jian suddenly felt that his ghost realm was disturbed, could not be maintained, and disappeared immediately.

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"Come in." Yang Jian looked solemn, and he looked back.

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The scenery behind him is still the same, nothing has changed, it seems that he can leave the street if he takes a few steps back.

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However, he knew that if he did not meet the conditions, he would not be able to leave so easily.

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But since he came in, he was well prepared, not on impulse.

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"Let me see, what secrets is there in this ancient Taiping town, and there is such a strange street hidden." Yang Jian looked at the ancient street.

After he really came to this ancient street, he realized that it was deserted and quiet, and it was not as lively as he had seen before. Those people of all shapes and sizes seemed to have disappeared.

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Is it really a ghost image?

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Yang Jian thought so secretly in his heart.

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He walked forward.

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There are rows of shops on the left and right of the old street, and occasionally there are some small stalls on the side of the road, but because the street is too deserted, there are no people at all, and Yang Jian did not see a boss in front of the stall. In business, some stores are also closed.

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However, Yang Jian still saw that some shops were open.

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He continued to walk forward.

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Holding a cracked spear in his hand.

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Before entering this street, he had already had a supernatural weapon, and he could also deal with it if he was in danger.

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"This seems to be a street forgotten by history. Everything here has been fixed for decades, and nothing seems to have changed." Yang Jian stopped.

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He stood in front of a stall on the side of the road.

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This is a stall selling masks.

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There are all kinds of masks on the booth, most of them are Peking Opera masks, and a few also have some strange masks, such as skeleton masks, such as ghost masks, and the angry face mask in Yang Jian's hand. It seems to be bought from this stall.

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The mask is nothing special, and the booth is nothing special.

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Yang Jian didn't say anything, just hung the mask on the booth again, and continued to walk forward.

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However, when he took a few steps forward.

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Sudden.

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Suddenly, there was a loud, noisy voice behind him, as if a lively street suddenly appeared, accompanied by the voice of an old man: "Young man, wait, no mask, I'll give you the money back."

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Moment.

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Yang Jian stopped abruptly and looked back.

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There was no one behind him, all the noises and noises disappeared, and it was still as deserted as before.

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As if everything just now was an illusion.

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But when Yang Jian looked at the mask booth again.

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There was an empty space where the mask was hung before, and after a careful look around, all the masks were there, but the one with the angry face was gone, and it was nowhere to be found.

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But the strangest thing was that there was a bill suddenly appeared on the booth.

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The banknotes are green, and the denomination is actually three yuan.

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correct.

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This is a three-yuan note.

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In reality, there are no three-yuan banknotes at all.

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But Yang Jian had seen such banknotes before. He had scratched a banknote on the body of a messenger in the ghost post office.

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The note is seven yuan.

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Yang Jian silently took out the seven-yuan note from his pocket.

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It is also colorful, although some details are different, but the styles are roughly the same.

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"Is this seven-yuan note the money used in this place?" Such an idea popped into Yang Jian's mind.

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The seven-yuan notes that the messenger received may have flowed out from here, so the way to save money and avoid being killed by ghosts is just one of the methods that I have figured out. Maybe the real use is here.

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"I returned the mask and got a three-yuan note, plus this seven-yuan note, I have ten yuan in my hand."

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Yang Jian thought of the two young people before: "Then what did they use to buy that mask from this street?"

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An inexplicable chill emerged in my heart.

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That couple definitely didn't buy the mask with ordinary money, they must have paid a price that the couple didn't even know about.

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I didn't think much about it.

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After Yang Jian accepted the three-yuan note, he quickly left the booth.

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Since this mask-selling booth dared to refund the money~www.readwn.com~ he dared to accept it.

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No matter how weird it is.

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Yang Jian has never seen any strong winds or waves.

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at the same time.

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Liu San's figure appeared in various places in Taiping Town.

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At last.

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A paper figure Liu San stopped in front of a very large old building in this town.

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This turned out to be a shrine.

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The wooden door of the ancestral hall opened, and you could vaguely see that there were many spiritual places inside, and the incense was lingering. It seemed that someone worshipped and took care of it.

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"Go in and have a look."

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This paper figure Liu San tried to approach this ancestral hall with some curiosity and some sense.

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But he just approached, and before he walked in, a man with a hunchback and blind in one eye appeared in the ancestral hall, holding an enamel tea cup.

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This man is about sixty years old, neither old nor young.

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At this moment, he snorted: "A dead man, what are you doing here in the ancestral hall? Get out."

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The blind eye, pale and strange, turned a few times, inexplicably frightened.

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The paper figure Liu San stopped abruptly and stood at the gate of the ancestral hall, feeling a bit of surprise in his heart.