Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1110 The coffin at the bottom of the lake

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Cold, deadly, unable to move.

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This is how everyone feels after sinking into the ghost lake.

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The body seems to be bound by something, it is no longer his own, he can only drift along in this lake, like a corpse.

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However, his consciousness is still awake, and he can even see everything in the lake clearly at this moment.

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But he just watched helplessly, unable to do anything.

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The worst is Li Jun.

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He was entangled in his feet by the hair of a dead corpse, and the whole person was sinking very fast. The dye on the skin of others was dissipating, and the ghost fire in the human skin could not burn as before. It seemed to be extinguished.

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At this moment, Li Jun only had a dead skin left, and he was slowly withering away.

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Ah Hong is not feeling well at the moment. She is not an alien, but a ghost rider.

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After the controlled ghost was suppressed by the ghost lake, her life entered a countdown.

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She was about to drown, suffocated...

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Liu San's sinking speed is relatively slow, he is still conscious, the paper figurine's body is still supporting, he can also see everything around him clearly, but he can't move.

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Her body was so heavy that she couldn't even lift her fingers.

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"If I continue to sink in the ghost lake, my paper figurine's body will collapse in the water like before, but I remember that after sinking into the lake, there is still a chance for a person to float up." Liu San didn't give up yet. Still thinking about countermeasures.

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"If I want to get out of trouble, I must seize the opportunity to float. The paper boat that floated up from the water before may be an opportunity. It was the supernatural thing that Yang Jian brought out of the ghost street. It is suspected to be Hezha. It's about a paper shop."

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His head is very clear.

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I paid attention to all the information around me and looked for a suitable opportunity.

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Liu San even took the time to glance at Yang Jian below him.

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"What's wrong with him? He hasn't moved, didn't even speak, and didn't even struggle when the boat sank. This is completely inconsistent with his style. Could it be that Yang Jian himself really did something wrong? serious problem?"

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"At this juncture, is his luck at the end of his life? If so, he can't control it."

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Liu San retracted his gaze.

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He excluded Yang Jian's existence from the next action.

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The sinking of the crowd continues.

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It has reached a place where the water is very deep. There are many corpses soaked in this water. These corpses are scattered and mutilated. They are all ordinary people who died in the ghost lake. , the puffy skin, the hollow white eyes, and the numbness of the scalp of the person watching.

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The Ghost Riders can't stay here, they are still sinking.

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But at this time.

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The skin on Liu San's body is peeling off and floating away... No, it's not his skin, it's the paper attached to his body, each piece of paper is like flesh and blood, it's hard to tell for a while, but in this lake Under the immersion, it finally lost some kind of spiritual maintenance and fell off again.

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The yellow paper peels off.

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Another Liu San's appearance gradually emerged. His body was more real, without the feeling of cheap paper.

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It seems that this person hidden in the paper figurine is the real Liu San.

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But no one is sure.

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"It's now." Liu San felt that his body returned to action at this moment.

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He raised his head suddenly, and then went upstream desperately.

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"There is only one chance, the position of the surface is very important." Liu San stared at a position on the lake.

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that location.

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A small paper boat floated on the water, swaying slightly.

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Maybe it's a lifebuoy for a drowning person.

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Liu San floated up very fast.

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He is not a living person and does not need to breathe, so he is not worried about drowning, so he has plenty of time to act.

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"This guy, there is still a way to escape from here."

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This scene was seen by Yang Jian, Yang Jian just couldn't move, but he could still see and hear.

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Facing Liu San's escape, he had no resentment.

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At this time, the action failed, and it is understandable that each person evacuated according to his ability.

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"But now the most dangerous one should be that A Hong. She is a ghost rider. Once she sinks too deep and the ghost in her body is completely suppressed, she will be drowned in this water. Li Jun is also buried here, which will cause a chain reaction."

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"Now I can't act. Instead of caring about others, it is better to take care of myself first."

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Yang Jian has been trying to move his body.

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But still to no avail.

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The body has been cold and numb from the beginning until now, and even the ghosts are trapped in the body, unable to struggle and move.

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This is definitely not the reason for falling into the ghost lake. This situation has already occurred before.

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The sinking continues.

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After leaving the floating corpse on the first floor, there were some scattered corpses floating in the lower lake. These corpses were not many, but the corpses of some ghost riders. The corpse of the person in charge of Zhongzhou City stayed on this floor.

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But Yang Jian didn't stop at this floor.

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He is still sinking.

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The further down you go, the colder the water gets. It's so dark here that no light can reach it.

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But Li Jun, who was sinking together, was still nearby. His ghost fire was still burning. Although he felt like it was about to go out, it still exuded a gloomy light, lighting up the surroundings like a candle.

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Li Jun stopped here, unable to continue sinking.

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At this time, Yang Jian also saw the surrounding situation.

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Most of the people who stayed here are no longer ghost riders, but real ghosts. Yang Jian saw many strange corpses. Those corpses were all intact, no different from when they just died, and their bodies were not soaked. White, rotten, it seems to be just sleeping, and there is a possibility of waking up.

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"The deeper it sinks, the more terrifying the supernatural power he possesses. Li Jun staying at this depth means that he is no different from a real ghost in the judgment of the ghost lake."

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Yang Jian understood.

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"Wait, that's..."

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Suddenly.

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He saw a familiar corpse again.

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The reason they are familiar is because of the clothes on the corpse.

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It was the uniform of the person in charge, which showed that the corpse was a ghost rider at the headquarters before he died.

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As Yang Jian continued to sink, the perspective gradually changed.

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He saw clearly the identity of the ghost rider in uniform.

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That's... Cao Yang.

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Cao Yang's body was motionless, and his life and death were unknown, but in his slightly stiff palm, he still held a strange pair of scissors with black hair entwined.

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That was the supernatural item in the hands of Fang Shiming in the circle of friends, ghost scissors.

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Obviously, Cao Yang used the ghost scissors in the confrontation with the ghost lake before, but he seemed powerless and sank into the ghost lake.

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Just when Yang Jian was staring at Cao Yang's body.

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However, Cao Yang's eyes moved strangely, as if he was looking towards Yang Jian.

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"This guy... is still alive?"

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In an instant, Yang Jian realized.

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Cao Yang is not dead yet, he is still alive, just trapped in the ghost lake and unable to escape, just like he is now.

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Consciousness is awake but the body cannot move.

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However, Yang Jian's sinking continued.

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This shows that the ghost lake on the third floor has not been able to completely trap him, so it needs to sink to a deeper place.

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But after crossing this layer, as Yang Jian continued to sink, the cold and stiff feeling on his body was slowly dissipating...

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This isn't an illusion, it's real.

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Yang Jian's fingers twitched slightly~www.readwn.com~ The scarlet ghost eyes gradually opened a gap.

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Gradually.

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He sank into the fourth floor.

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This is the bottom of the ghost lake.

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Yang Jian has reached the bottom.

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It was pitch black here, and it was impossible to see the surrounding things clearly.

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But after opening a few ghost eyes, he could see the scene at the bottom of the lake.

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Some gravel, some silt, nothing fancy.

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But there was one thing that was stared at by Yang Jian's ghost eyes.

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It was a black coffin.

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The coffin was very large, lying still at the bottom of the lake, and the lid of the coffin was lifted at a corner, and a few strange strands of black hair floated out from the corner, swaying in the water like water plants.

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Other than that, there is nothing around.

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"Is that the source of the creation of this ghost lake? A black coffin, very similar to the coffin when the ghost was imprisoned at the beginning." Yang Jian's ghost eyes locked the position.

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His coldness and numbness subsided a little.

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Vaguely, he seemed to have some sense of what was in the coffin.

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(End of this chapter)

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