Mysterious Recovery Chapter 964

Everything was normal for the rest of the time after the funeral on the sixth day.

All the dangers seemed to disappear, and there were no signs of spirituality in the ancient house anymore.

In the old room.

Yang Jian was not afraid either, lying on the wooden frame bed and rested directly. He seemed to be asleep, his eyes closed, and there was no movement.

On the side of the room, Yang Xiaohua also found the sleeping bag among the luggage left by other messengers. After eating and drinking, she curled up in the sleeping bag to rest. She was also very tired, both physically and mentally. Torture.

People who can survive under such pressure in this environment are either madmen or super-willed.

The words of ordinary people either die or change.

Obviously.

Yang Xiaohua has survived, and she is adapting to the strange environment of this kind of spiritual attack, so she did not give up on herself, instead she was replenishing food and water, taking every opportunity to rest, and improving her survival rate.

She chose to stay with Yang Jian, because Yang Jian's side is the safest compared to other places.

But there is not much time left for everyone to rest.

It's seven o'clock in the evening on the sixth day.

There are still five hours left before the arrival of the first seven days on the last day. I don't know what kind of danger will happen tomorrow. Although there are no ghosts inside and outside the ancient house, everyone still feels very uneasy.

After all, the experience of the previous few days has taught them a lesson deeply.

"Why do I look strange." At the same time, in another old room.

Liu Qingqing took out a makeup mirror that she carried with her. She looked at herself in the mirror, touched her face, and her facial features.

The facial features are perfect and delicate, without any reverie, not even a dark spot, even without makeup or foundation, her face is still white and flawless, but this whiteness is not that healthy. The white is red, but a kind of pale without blood.

But today, she found that the appearance in her original memory seemed strange at this moment.

Obviously it was the same as before, but Liu Qingqing felt that this face didn't look like her own, and that she should be another face.

What should the other face look like?

Liu Qingqing tried to remember, but suddenly felt a palpitation.

She couldn't remember, what the other face should look like, she couldn't tell whether she was like this before, or whether she had become like this without knowing it.

"Is my body changed after being invaded by the spirit, or is my memory changing in some way?" Liu Qingqing realized that there was something wrong with her, and she felt chills in her heart.

Because if this goes on, she feels that one day she will become another person.

He was completely different from what he was a few months ago.

For example, she likes cheongsam more and more. Whether it is on her body or at home, all the clothes are gradually being replaced with different styles of cheongsam.

For example, she rarely wears high heels, but she wears high heels every day for travel, and she has no idea of ​​taking them off.

Liu Qingqing tried other shoes, such as slippers and flat shoes, but she felt very uncomfortable, as if she lacked something, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Finally, she couldn't help but switch to high heels.

and......

Liu Qingqing touched a pocket on her body, and found a handkerchief.

She never wears a handkerchief.

"Yang Jian has long noticed that I am wrong. He knows that I am being affected and being changed, so he is very worried about me. He is afraid that I will become another strange and weird person, so he wants to change it in advance. I'm strangling." Liu Qingqing recalled some words that Yang Jian had said to himself.

"The last time I went to Dachuan City to deliver a letter with Yang Jian, I had a memory fragment, but it hadn't been long since I remembered the fragment, and this time I lost my memory for several days, even when I woke up. I don't know anywhere."

"If my memory, my habits, and my lifestyle change in a short period of time and become another person, am I still me?"

Liu Qingqing realized this, and she felt a chill all over her body.

This kind of change is silent, and anyone who knows her can't even imagine that a person will become so big in just a few months.

"What can I do? I can't stop this change." Liu Qingqing looked down at this bright red cheongsam on her body.

The embroideries and patterns on it are exquisite.

But this was picked up from a dead body in the process of delivering the letter, and while revealing strangeness, it also seemed to have some terrible curse.

It seems that the original owner of this cheongsam is still standing on the cheongsam and affects everything about him.

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"You must go to the fifth floor of the post office as soon as possible, and then leave the post office, otherwise, if this continues, sooner or later I will no longer be me." Liu Qingqing felt that all this was a problem with the post office.

As long as she leaves the ghostly place and doesn't touch some haunted ghostly places, she can escape from this influence.

And in the middle of the lobby.

Zhou Deng placed the four black armchairs neatly in the middle, then he held his arms and touched his chin, staring at it for a long time, as if thinking about something.

"You can't see anything famous on the surface of these four chairs. Even if you stare at it for another day, it will look the same." Li Yang leaned against the wall next to him and said to Zhou Deng.

Zhou Deng said: "It's strange."

"What's weird?" Li Yang asked.

"The four chairs are exactly the same." Zhou Deng said.

Li Yang said: "Aren't you nonsense? The four chairs are exactly the same."

"No, what I said is exactly the same. It's the wood grain on this chair, and even the workmanship is the same." Zhou Deng said, "You know, there are no two exactly the same objects in the world, but this chair is at least indistinguishable by my eyes. What is different."

"So, these four chairs may actually be one."

Li Yang said: "Then what?"

"Then? What's the matter? Then, I temporarily discovered so much." Zhou Deng said, then walked over and sat down again.

"There is nothing special about sitting on it. It is the same as an ordinary chair. By the way, do you remember what happened when the old man's body was sitting on the chair on the first day?"

Li Yang recalled: "Sometimes the old man's body was changed from the chair on the left to the right. At that time, it scared a lot of people when this happened. Then it stopped. No one cared why the old man was at night. Will change from left to right to sit on."

"And I didn't see how this process happened."

"Details determine success or failure, which is worthy of scrutiny and consideration." Zhou Deng said.

He and Li Yang were analyzing the situation, hoping to discover something in advance and understand what the black armchair was for.

After all, the seventh day is coming soon, and if you prepare more, you can have more chances of survival.

The few remaining people in the old house seemed to be spending their time on their own.

But at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Liu Qingqing in the room walked out ahead of time, her expression calm, she was still in that graceful manner, but unfortunately this was just a beautiful appearance, and only horror and horror were hidden under the red cheongsam.

At the same time.

Yang Jian in the room also opened his eyes and woke up.

"you're awake."

Yang Xiaohua was already awake, she had been paying attention to Yang Jian, and when she saw Yang Jian opened her eyes, she immediately asked.

"I didn't sleep with Ben." Yang Jian said.

"Then what have you been doing these hours?" Yang Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment.

Yang Jian said: "I'm resting."

"Don't sleep and rest? Aren't you tired of thinking about things with your eyes closed for a few hours?" Yang Xiaohua was a little bit unable to understand.

"Don't discuss this boring question. It's eleven o'clock, and there is one hour left. The last day is coming. After sending this letter, everything here will end, and those who survive will go to the post office smoothly. The fifth floor." Yang Jian sat up, and got out of the bed.

He took the rifle standing next to him and walked out.

"Wait for me."

Yang Xiaohua also took a deep breath and hurriedly turned over. She adjusted her state, holding the red balloon in her hand, and planned to fight again.

Over time, she will completely leave the post office attack.

If you can't get through it, Yang Xiaohua will die in this strange ancient house just like everyone else.

Two people walked out of the room.

In the lobby, Liu Qingqing, Zhou Deng, and Li Yang had already arrived. Counting them, the remaining five people gathered together again.

"Captain." Li Yang said hello.

Yang Jian looked at it and said, "Zhou Deng, what do you put these four black armchairs together?"

"It's okay, I will study and study." Zhou Deng replied.

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"Have you found any results?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yang said: "There is a very bold guess that has something to do with the strange movement of the old man's corpse the first day before."

"It did happen. On the first day, the old man's corpse moved on the chair. It shouldn't be man-made, it's a supernatural phenomenon." Yang Jian nodded, this matter had an impact.

Zhou Deng pointed to the chair and said, "I think there should be more than four chairs. There should be other chairs. There are seven rooms and six old graves, but there are only four chairs. This is very unreasonable. ."

"Do you think this chair should also have seven?" Yang Jian said.

"Hey, Team Yang is smart. It's all right at one point, isn't it? If the old man in this ancient house had six teammates during his lifetime, then seven rooms, seven old graves, and seven chairs would be reasonable. Now there are few graves. One is missing, three chairs are missing, and the number is no longer right."

"And as ghost masters in the Republic of China, do you think they will prepare the most ordinary chairs to put them here?"

Yang Jian said, "So these seven chairs are supernatural objects?"

"It should be, and I don't think the corpse of the old man has moved before." Zhou Deng said, "The real reason should be that the chair was moved."

"The chair moves? Some kind of supernatural power can transfer the person on the chair to another chair? Or that the seven chairs are all interoperable." As soon as Yang Jian's eyes moved, an association occurred immediately.

Zhou Deng asked in surprise: "Did you eavesdrop on the side before? Li Yang and I analyzed the information that we analyzed for several hours. Why did you guess it so quickly."

"It's not hard to understand, isn't it?" Yang Jian said.

"If the seven chairs are interoperable, the old man's body was taken away on the first day? Then he was sent back, but the wrong chair was sent to the right?"

"That's how I guessed it." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Xiaohua on the side said: "So, maybe the things that received letters on the last day will appear in the old house through this chair?"

"It's very possible. After all, the night of Resurrection is only named like this. If the old man really recovers from the ghost, he will be out of control here. How could it be possible for you to send the letter safely." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian asked, "You seem to know the messenger very well."

"I don't know much, just know a little bit. There is a captain in the headquarters who is a messenger. Don't you know? She seems to be on the fifth floor of the post office. I have contacted her and know a little information." Zhou Deng touched. Chin said.

"There is the captain of the headquarters on the fifth floor of the post office?" Yang Jian's eyelids jumped: "Why haven't you seen him attend the previous meeting of the headquarters?"

The captain on the fifth floor of the post office was definitely not. Cao Yang, Li Jun, Wei Jing, and Wang Chaling must be people he didn't know.

"I'm afraid it's another captain who has been appointed by default. During the captain meeting, there are only a few places for selection. Most of the places have been divided long ago, and the list of captains is confidential. My level is I can't find it." Li Yang said calmly.

"Can't I find it?" Yang Jian said.

Li Yang said; "Captain, you must have permission to view it, but you don't seem to be interested in Captain, so you haven't checked."

"That's it." Yang Jian nodded.

He is really not interested in these things, and his captain is just a name, in fact it is not much different from a person in charge.

"Your topic is crooked, let's think about today's delivery mission. The messenger on the fifth floor is still left until we are alive to the fifth floor." Liu Qingqing reminded; "Don't look at what is left now. How much time will you spend."

When chatting, an hour is almost gone.

It is 11:40.

The night of the first seven resurrection is coming soon.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but took out the red letter and confirmed again ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the letter is still there, there is no problem.

"Then wait for the first seven days to see the situation."

Yang Jian said: "On the last day, the recipient of the letter will definitely appear. There is nothing special about it today. Sending this letter will be all over."

"So the last day is to fight."

Zhou Deng smiled and said, "This is a bit easier. Now that something appears in the ancient house, you can be sure that it is the recipient. There is no twists and turns, it's relatively simple and straightforward."

"That's it." Yang Jian nodded.

The last time passed slowly.

soon.

The time on everyone's mobile phone and watch came to twelve o'clock.

On the seventh day, the first seven resurrection night began.

Chapter end