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What's in 204, what kind of world is behind the door of 204, in fact Zhang Yunshu doesn't know.

After helping Zhang Yunshu downstairs, Ning Huanxin went back upstairs again, her expression now more serious and complicated.

Zhang Yunshu seems to have forgotten Zhang Yan, what happened ten years ago, what's going on? Did Bai Yunzi make her forget everything? Or was she unable to withstand the blow herself and blocked her own memory?

What should I do now? Thinking of the unfinished task, Ning Huan couldn't help sitting on the side of the bed with a look of thought. She also thought of what Heiwuchang said to herself, that to complete the task, the ghosts must fulfill their wishes, and abandon their obsessions and leave the world willingly.

Now, Zhang Yan hasn't recovered her memory yet, and she doesn't know how to start. Maybe, everything will start from Li Yan.

Ning Huanxin took out the box of rouge again.

Ten years ago, Jiang Lixing gave this box of rouge to himself. It must have some purpose. Could it be...

Did he hope he would give this box of rouge to Li Yan?

After all, Zhang Xiao is dead now, and this box of rouge is a gift Zhang Xiao always wanted to give to Li Yan during his lifetime, but never gave it out.

A small box of rouge carries indescribable affection...

**

It's getting dark gradually.

There was no filming today, but everyone in the crew stayed very quiet.

Those who bought the Ming coins in the morning all left Zhangjia Town after supper while it was dark. They didn't dare to go to the waste tombs, and they ignited the Ming coins at the crossroads outside Zhangjia Town. I have been chanting words.

Ning Huanxin hasn't been out, she still knows how good Li Yan is, so she has to wait until after twelve o'clock.

After twelve o'clock, Ning Huanxin wanted to take the things she bought to the underworld first.

The so-called cannibalism is short and soft. As long as the ghost races in the group accept Ning Huanxin's gift, Ning Huanxin can ask them how to deal with the resentful ghost infants and ghosts.

Well, just like that, Ning Huan couldn't help but silently clicked a thumbs up for her wit.

**

While waiting, time always flies slowly. Ning Huanxin kept staring at the time on the screen of her mobile phone. When she saw zero o’clock, she immediately opened WeChat and found the official account of Huangquan Express, and clicked to enter.

What appeared in front of her was the slogan of Huangquan Express. Pulling down the page, she immediately saw two options——

Receive in the sun, receive in hell.

Ning Huanxin clicked the Yangjian collection, and immediately saw a progress bar——

The coordinates of the world are being locked, the courier is on the way, dear, please wait a moment!

"Boom boom boom."

At this moment, Ning Huanxin's door suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

In the middle of the night, Ning Huanxin was startled by the sudden knock on the door and asked subconsciously.

"Courier." A somewhat lazy male voice came from outside the door.

Ning Huanxin:...

What the hell! What is real express delivery? What is the second home delivery? This is it!

Ning Huanxin immediately jumped up from the bed and opened the door.

Standing at the door was a man in black overalls, embroidered with the four big gold characters of "Huangquan Express" on the overalls.

The man wore a peaked cap and couldn't see his face. Ning Huanxin could only see his thin chin and the green stubble on his chin.

"Do you have a courier to deliver to Fengducheng?"

The man asked Ning Huanxin lowly.

"Well, come in." Ning Huanxin quickly pulled the man into the room, as if he were a thief.

"Brother courier, look at so many things, you...how do you charge?"

In fact, what Ning Huanxin is most worried about right now is not a female ghost, nor a task. The worst thing about her is -

She, no, money, now!