Fang Shiming's mysterious recovery

Chapter 73 The Female Corpse

The dim lights in the corridor flickered slightly.A cold, dark atmosphere is rapidly spreading from downstairs at this moment.

Anxiety immediately rose from the bottom of everyone's heart.

"It's over." Someone's eyes widened, and his heart was trembling.

The price after shredding the letter appears, the ghost will kill all the messengers on this floor.

Fang Shiming still looked calm. After tearing up the letter, he calmly took out a white oiled paper umbrella. There were characters on the oiled paper umbrella. After careful identification, he found that most of them were Chinese characters, with small ancient Japanese hiragana mixed in them. The characters emit a strange light blue light.

On the first floor, he found that dismembering a ghost with a samurai sword would lower the ghost's level, and it would be a disadvantage to buy it to the system. Would it be possible to help the ghost connect the puzzle again?Oil-paper umbrellas, cheongsams, and high heels are enough for ghosts on the second floor.

In some rooms, there seemed to be some strange movements. A figure appeared behind Fang Shiming. At the same time as the figure appeared, snowflakes splashed one after another, forming a barrier in front of him.

"Mr. Fang, something is wrong. It seems that it's not just a ghost." Sun Rui said, who was far away from the door.

"what!"

Suddenly, a terrified cry sounded out.

A man standing in the corridor suddenly seemed to be pulled by something, and the whole person flew backwards, and just crashed into the open room behind him.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the door suddenly closed again at this time, and the screams of the man who was dragged inside stopped abruptly.

Fang Shiming's eyes shrank, not because he was afraid of this ghost, but because he recalled some horrible things. Since returning to the safe house, he tried to stay away from the cabinets and other items in the room as much as possible.

The next moment, the face of Sun Rui beside him changed suddenly. He felt a huge pulling force coming from the door of the room. The door was about to open again, and there was some incomprehensible spiritual force inside that was trying to suck him in.

"Cough, cough, cough."

"Cough, cough, cough."

Like a person about to die of illness, Sun Rui coughed violently. What made people feel horrified was that his coughing sound had a strong accent. It was obvious that a person was coughing, but another coughing sound echoed in the room. Sun Rui's voices overlapped, but the degree of overlap was not that high, and there was some gap.

As the supernatural power spread, the pulling force gradually disappeared.

Suddenly a little girl appeared next to Fang Shiming. I don't know if it was affected by Sun Rui's cough, but it also began to cough violently.

"Damn it. It's obviously not time."

Before he had time to think about it, Fang Shiming took out a powerful spray from the space, took off the cap of the spray, shook it vigorously, held Mimiko in his arms, tilted its head back, put the nozzle in Mimiko's mouth, and pressed the air aerosol.

"Bah."

A kitchen knife pierced Fang Shiming's lungs. The ghost body, cheongsam and kimono were as fragile as a piece of paper. What was even more frightening was that Mimiko didn't let go this time. Holding the kitchen knife in her small hand, she stared at him strangely, let alone giving him candy.

Fang Shiming didn't know what went wrong?There was even a layer of cold sweat on the back, and the cold hair stood up.

Just when he was very nervous, Mimiko reached into his trouser pocket with the other hand, fumbled for a long time and took out a children's mobile phone, spit out a sugar ball from her mouth, and handed it to Fang Shiming.

It turned out that I was looking for my mobile phone, which scared me to death.

Fang Shiming quickly ate the sugar ball, watching Mimiko disappear beside him, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

Looking at Sun Rui with a bad face, it seems that he has used too much supernatural power, and he is about to revive the ghost.

The paper umbrella appeared behind him and tapped Sun Rui's back lightly, suppressing the ghost in his body.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang. That little girl who coughed just now."

Fang Shiming immediately moved away from Sun Rui and looked at him seriously.

"Boss Fang, I just want to ask her about her cough." Sun Rui quickly explained.

Sudden.

A messenger suddenly yelled in horror.

The door of the room a few meters behind was opened, and in the dark room, an irresistible suction appeared, pulling it back directly.

Although the person grabbed the wall, it was useless and he was dragged in quickly.

Only desperate eyes and miserable screams were left behind, and his fingers slid across the ground, leaving a few deep bloodstains.

"boom!"

The door was closed tightly.

All movements returned to calm again.

Fang Shiming kicked the door open, and saw a corpse of a woman whose clothes were rotting, pale and bruised, with a pair of empty, numb eyes staring at the messenger he had just caught.

Two bruised hands tightly strangled the messenger's neck, Fang Shiming appeared beside it, and hit the female ghost's head heavily with the paper umbrella in his hand, making it dull for a few seconds.

Fang Shiming was also not polite, and instantly beat the female corpse seven or eight times, completely motionless, and put the ghost away.

He looked at the messenger lying on the ground, his eyes were wide open, his neck was hanging on one side, and his blood-stained hands stretched out towards the door, as if he was struggling for the last time, but his breath was gone, and his body was dying. It was freezing cold quickly.

As soon as he was attacked and died, Fang Shiming got up and walked out of the room.

"Come out, come out, he is not dead, not dead." The two people hiding in the corner said a little anxiously.

Yet at this time.

In the middle of the Huizi corridor, a thick black fog like a haze gradually rose up, as if it was going to cover the entire floor, but the black thick fog rolled and stirred for a while, but quickly dissipated.

A wooden staircase appeared in the middle and extended to the corridor.

There was also a hole in the wall, connecting the corridor and the wooden stairs.

Fang Shiming took the lead, walking up the creaking old wooden stairs.

Sun Rui followed behind without flinching.The woman with heavy make-up also went upstairs, and the remaining two hesitated for a moment, but they followed quickly, because the rest of the second floor was being eroded by darkness, the rooms were disappearing, and everything on the second floor was being erased.

After Fang Shiming stepped onto the third floor, he looked around.It is almost the same as the second floor, and it is also a corridor with back characters, but the only difference is that the middle patio is no longer empty, but there is an open space with a few decorations on it. At first glance, it looks a bit like It's the feeling of returning to the first floor again.

"31, 32, 33" Fang Shiming looked at the house numbers. This is the third floor of the ghost post office.

The woman said: "You don't want to tear up the letter, even if you are such a character, it is impossible to tear up three letters in a row. The red letter should appear only under special circumstances. It is impossible to have it every time." .”

(End of this chapter)