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Spoiler: Paper Dolls

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    He Feng and his wife Zhou Mei came out of a building.

    Looking at the bright sunshine outside, the two of them felt a little dazed.

    It has been ten days since I came outside.

    Ten days ago, after the extraordinary event that shocked the whole world in Dachang City, they were targeted by investigators, and they were not released until now.

    "Honey, I want to call on all my colleagues to release a piece of news."

    He Feng looked up at the sky, as if he saw the scene of that day again.

    The sky was dyed golden, a miraculous figure stood on the sky, and a heart-feeling eye overlooked the whole city At that moment, there was a god named Yang Jian in this world.

    As a person who has personally experienced all this, He Feng is very clear in his heart that there are still unknown horrors hidden in this world.

    A god is not awakened for no reason, everything has a root.

    "But we signed a non-disclosure agreement, prohibiting the disclosure of news about that day, especially those two words, it is even more taboo not to say it, otherwise we will not only lose our jobs, but also may be sued,  Even going to jail" Zhou Mei opened her eyes wide and looked at He Feng in surprise.

    "I know, but the more this is the case, the more I should write that news. The unknown horror in this world has emerged. We are definitely not the first to experience it. There will be many people who have the same experience as us in the future. If  If they don't know that name, they can't get sanctuary and they can't survive."

    He Feng said seriously: "I know what those investigators mean. Before confirming the authenticity and attitude of the god, they want to maintain the current stability, because the world is not ready for this kind of situation.  Everything, and my instincts told me that a big change was coming and we had to do something."

    "Trust me, time will prove me right, and now I need your support."

    Zhou Mei heard this, and after thinking for a while, she nodded solemnly: "Now that you have decided, let's do it. I will always be with you, but if you want to expand your influence and exposure, you need more than just some people in the industry."  support and a lot of money is needed.¡±

    "Then sell the house and other assets." He Feng said without hesitation.

    "Is it necessary to do this?" Zhou Mei was a little surprised.

    He Feng said: "Some people don't even want to die in order to fight against those horrible ghosts. What do I spend money on?"

    He couldn't help but think of the old man in Guanjiang Community who saved him with an axe, the driver who gave him a ride without caring about his own safety, and the mysterious woman who held a red candle and pulled him back from the brink of death  ¡­

    Whenever the world changes drastically, some people must come forward.

    At this moment.

    Dahan City.

    History is like a reincarnation.

    The passage of sixty years is enough to erase all traces left by the spirit in this city.

    The rumors of the ghost post office can only be mentioned in the sealed files.

    However today.

    That twisted, winding, weird path appeared again in a certain alley in Dahan City.

    Yang Jian easily broke the boundary between reality and supernatural, and followed this path to the familiar ghost post office again.

    However, in the hall of the ghost post office, a limping man of about forty or fifty years old stood there with a sullen face and said nothing. His dead eyes turned slightly, staring at the door.  The dusty door of the post office for a long time.

    "Sixty years, Yang Jian, have you appeared again?" Sun Rui's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, he was lifeless and lifeless, like a cold corpse.

    "boom!

    next moment.

    The door of the post office slammed open, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

    The familiar figure strode forward like it was sixty years ago.

    "Sun Rui, I didn't expect you to be old too." Yang Jian's voice was cold, and his ghostly eyes turned and glanced slightly.

    "Even the manager of the post office can't resist the erosion of the years, but you are still the same as you were sixty years ago, without any change. To be honest, I don't want to see you here. Your arrival means that the second  The next spiritual recovery is about to start again." Sun Rui said with a sullen face.

    "Everything is like a reincarnation. Do I have to follow in the footsteps of the first manager Luo Wensong? Choose the fifth manager of the post office before being completely corroded by the spirit.If it is a ghost that revives, Yang Jian will not hesitate to drive it into the depths of hell, so that it will never appear in reality.

    After about a moment.

    The weird paper man inside the coffin suddenly opened his eyes.

    The spirit that had been sealed for a long time awakened again.

    However, it was not a ghost who woke up this time, but an old man from sixty years ago.

    "YangYang Jian, sure enough, you woke me up. It looks like I won the bet. I managed to get rid of the entanglement of that old corpse and survived." The paper figurine spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice.  , there is a sense of strangeness.

    "Liu San, are you so sure that I will help you tear up this yellow paper and wake you up?" Yang Jian's expression remained calm.

    The paper man sat up from the coffin: "When the supernatural age died, I was sure that you were still alive. How could such a character wither so easily, so I have been looking for ways to survive since then."

    "I gave up most of my supernatural power, and only kept a paper doll clone, in order to wait for the possibility of waking up one day, and you are the only person who can find me and wake me up after the supernatural age dies."

    "Now, I have succeeded."

    A smile appeared on the face of the paper figurine Liu San.

    "Sixty years have passed, and that era has been completely buried. Even if you wake up, what can you do?" Yang Jian's eyes lowered slightly, he thought of Guanjiang Community, and thought of those friends from the past  .

    Everything is gone.

    "This is already the best ending, isn't it?" Liu San said.

    "Yes, this is already the best ending." Yang Jian nodded slightly.

    Liu San walked out of the coffin at this moment: "I want to go out for a walk and take a look at the new era, shall we come together?"

    "No, I'm going to go to another place." Yang Jian looked into the distance.

    "Okay, come to me if you need something." Liu San said.

    Yang Jian said: "By the way, now I have a new name."

    "You changed your name? What is your name now?" Liu San asked.

    "Yang Jian."

    Liu San was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "In the new era, there should be a new name, maybe I should also change my name and continue to live."

    "Whatever you want, I'm leaving, and I have time to sit in Dachang City."

    Yang Jian didn't say much, he turned and left.

    Liu San watched Yang Jian leave, and then he also left the old house deep in the mountains.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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