Fang Shiming's mysterious recovery

Chapter 77 (Please collect and ask for a recommendation ticket)

The male corpse was tall and looked very oppressive. There was still an iron chain dragging on the corpse's hand, which was making rattling noises as the male corpse moved.

Fang Shiming felt the strong pressure from the iron chain, he put away the oil-paper umbrella, and took out the samurai sword from the space.

The male corpse slowly approached Fang Shiming, and as the iron chain in his hand shook, countless iron chains appeared around Fang Shiming, and passed through his ghost domain, ready to entangle him.

Fang Shiming's body is light, and he can move freely in the ghost domain, but there are more and more iron chains. Wherever he touches the iron chains, the spiritual power will be suppressed. Fang Shiming turns into a white light and appears behind the male corpse.

The moment the figure appeared, he drew his sword.

"Zheng."

Amidst the crisp sound of the knife, a crescent-like light of the knife appeared.

"Ding--"

The two cold lights met, and there was a sound of metal clashing, the male corpse was sent flying far away, Fang Shiming also took a few steps back, an oiled paper umbrella appeared behind him, and the umbrella supported him.

The thousands of iron chains also disappeared immediately, Fang Shiming stepped forward quickly, in mid-air, holding the knife in both hands, and stabbed fiercely at the male corpse.

"clang!"

Fang Shiming's knife stabbed hard on the floor, but it didn't feel like it hit something.

"Damn!"

Fang Shiming looked around and found that the male corpse had disappeared.

"The supernatural power has disappeared."

It turned out that the time was almost up... Fang Shiming thought he had scared the ghost away.

Soon it was six o'clock in the morning.

There was some light coming from outside the corridor, and everything around him could barely be seen clearly.

The post office is also very dim during the day.

Everyone left the bedroom and came to the corridor, where they saw Fang Shiming standing with an ugly face, holding a samurai sword in his hand.

Li Xinli has already seen the strangeness, she has a better understanding of Fang Shiming's strength, this guy thinks he is a ruthless person, he has long heard that the circle of friends likes to collect ghosts, it is true.

Zhu Lei said: "It's awesome, he stayed outside all night, and he hasn't done anything yet."

Li Yue took out his lighter, lit a cigarette, and relaxed.Said: "Are you kidding? I changed three places in succession last night. I was almost scared to death. First there was the sound of running, then the sound of stepping, knocking, singing, and finally the sound of metal crashing."

Sun Rui also heard the sound of metal clashing last night, and knew that Fang Shiming must have fought against Li Gui.Then he said, "Boss Fang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, the ghost ran away in the end."

After speaking, it was like walking to the courtyard. The courtyard was covered in darkness and I couldn't see clearly, but at this moment, there was a red balloon with a red letter floating down slowly.

The red balloon stopped when it landed on the fourth floor, and then floated in midair without moving.

"The red letter?"

Seeing the color of the envelope, the couriers on the fourth floor frowned.

The red letter is the most dangerous letter in the post office. Once sent, the couriers on the entire floor can go upstairs, ignoring the rule that three letters need to be sent to go upstairs.

now.

Everyone stood in the corridor looking at the red balloon floating above the patio in the middle of the corridor, with serious eyes and different thoughts.

A letter in a red envelope is tied to a red balloon.

This is the delivery mission this time.

But apart from the red letter, many people were still staring at the red balloon.

The couriers on the fourth floor know that the red balloon must be a supernatural object with special abilities. This is some hidden benefit of the ghost post office. Many couriers have obtained some special gifts in the post office and during the mission of delivering letters. thing.

Everyone looked at Fang Shiming again, this is a ruthless person who can survive a night in the corridor with the lights off.

Fang Shiming stretched out his right hand towards the balloon, and a white and flawless palm appeared strangely in the sky, quickly grasped the silk thread of the balloon, and then took off the red letter.

But then, something unexpected happened. After taking off the red letter, one end of the silk thread of the red balloon floating in the air stuck to the palm of the hand, as if fused into one body, and grew into it directly. .

Subsequently.

The red balloon floated up slowly, and together with Fang Shiming's evolved palm, it floated towards a high place.

As the height of the float increases, an unprecedented suppressive force is forming, and the palms that have lost their spiritual power begin to appear corpse spots and cracks.

"boom."

The palm in the air burst and turned into powder like ashes, slowly floating down like a goddess scattering flowers.

The red balloon also slowly fell from the sky, and when it fell to the position of the head, there was no more movement.

Fang Shiming stretched out his right hand and grabbed the silk thread of the balloon, but then the silk thread stuck to his arm, as if it had merged into one body and directly grew into it.

The balloon began to float up slowly again, Fang Shiming's feet did not leave the ground, the supernatural power in his hand activated, the balloon quieted down, and was taken into the space by him.

Right now.

Abnormalities suddenly appeared on the wall of the corridor on the fourth floor, and the wall peeled off one after another, revealing lines of old handwriting that seemed to have been written a few years ago, more than ten years ago.

The handwriting is awkward, not like a normal person's handwriting.

"The task notification for delivering the letter appeared." Eagle said immediately.

Everyone looks.

It was found that the wall coverings on the four walls of the corridor were peeling off.

Go to Xihua Village, Dajin City to attend the funeral;

Drink the drinking water in Xihua Village;
throw the letter into the lake;

All couriers on the fourth floor must all participate.

Fang Shiming held the red envelope in his hands, and was about to force his hands, but found that Sun Rui stopped him.

"Boss Fang, are you sure? This is not a joke. This is already the fourth letter."

Fang Shiming looked at the crowd and knew that if he tried hard, all the messengers on this level might be wiped out here?But what does that have to do with him.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he tore up the letter.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Almost the second after the letter was shredded, a strange thing happened. Accompanied by loud bangs, the yellow lights in the daytime post office exploded one after another.

Although it was daytime outside, it was night in the post office at this moment.

Darkness suddenly invaded everyone.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, this sudden change made his heart shrink suddenly.

Fang Shiming suddenly looked to one side.

A vague silhouette suddenly appeared not far away, it was a ghost, it was a ghost that appeared because of tearing up the letter!

Fang Shiming felt a little strange.

This ghost that appeared only because of the letter could appear strangely, but he didn't sense any supernatural power.

Immediately, Fang Shiming's ghost domain covered the past, and he could clearly see the outline of the figure.

(End of this chapter)