Fang Shiming's mysterious recovery

Chapter 80 Sweeping the Fifth Floor (please collect and recommend tickets)

The living room is damp, the old sofa is dirty and has not been taken care of, there are several faded pictorials on the wall, there are still some unopened food on the dining table, the production date of those food It was all 20 years ago, and it seems that it has not been touched.

Fang Shiming walked quickly to the bathroom, the door of the bathroom was ajar, other places were old, except the door handle was relatively clean, it seemed that someone often opened the door to go in and out.

Opened the bathroom door.

He saw a corpse that had basically rotted into dry bones. Your corpse was lying in the bathtub with your mouth open as if you were in pain and unwillingness before you died.This withered hand was holding a black letter tightly.

He strode over and grabbed the black letter from the corpse's hand.

The moment the letter was taken away, it seemed that some kind of balance in the room was broken. Originally, there were only drops of water seeping on the wall of the bathroom, but at this moment, the seeping water drops turned into blood drops, which kept flowing from the wall to the wall. leaked from the gap above.

The tiles on the wall bulged one after another, as if something was trying to get out of the wall.

For Fang Shiming, who had seen Kayako before, he didn't take these tricks to heart at all.

The wall suddenly collapsed.

Among them appeared rotten corpses. These corpses were piled up and built into the wall. There were at least seven or eight corpses, both male and female. Half rotten.

He made the first move without hesitation. These corpses were not very terrifying, and they were instantly suppressed by his ghost domain.

The blood in the bathroom slowly flowed out, and a cold, withered hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

Fang Shiming appeared with an iron chain and wrapped it around the neck of the bone, and the pressure was formed, and the hand reaching for his ankle stopped moving.

Fang Shiming took a few steps back and took out the gong from the space.

"when."

The dead bone was suppressed and paused for a few seconds, then broke free from the iron chain and crawled towards Fang Shiming.

Fang Shiming kicked it back into the bathtub, and his figure appeared next to the bathtub in a flash.

Stretching out his hands, he tightly strangled the neck of the dry bone, and the supernatural power was activated, and the dry bone was completely suppressed by him.He didn't want to upset the balance and make the post office spin out of control.

Mind a move.

The corpse in the wall was sent into the ghost realm by him.

He threw the black letter on the bone, and the furnishings in the room did not move at all, and then walked out of room 502. The bone was suppressed. After two days of suppression, the room would fall into balance again.

At this time, a burst of supernatural power struck, Fang Shiming's body began to rot, and was stopped by the ghost body.

"It seems that the side effect of the gong is that it will increase the degree of decay."

Then, he started a sweep.

Fang Shiming walked slowly to the door of Room 501, which was locked tightly.

He pulled out his samurai sword, chopped off the door lock, and then walked in. There was indeed a yellowish dim light inside. The light was very familiar, coming from an oil lamp.

A large table was placed in the living room, and there were two oil lamps on the table. When the oil lamp was lit, a small ray of fire flickered in the dim environment.

The lamp oil in the oil lamp exudes a peculiar smell, like animal fat, but because it has been stored for a long time, it is a bit rotten, so it exudes a faint rancid smell.

He put the oil lamp into the space, ready to give Sun Rui one, and he started to search. There was an oil lamp on the bedside table in the bedroom, which was exactly the same as the oil lamp on the table outside.

Next to the bedside table.

There is a glass bottle, in which the pale dead legs are soaked in the yellow liquid, just like the specimens in formalin, but it is not one leg, but two legs.

He took the glass bottle away, and then backed away without saying a word.There is no supernatural power in the room.

In room 503, I found a glass bottle, but inside it was a pale but well-preserved dead head. The head quietly closed its eyes, with a peaceful expression, floating in the glass bottle.

Then I went to Room 504. The environment inside was the same as the previous ones, except that there was an old record player on the table, and five fingers on one arm were used as cartridges on the record player. Weird music playing.

Fang Shiming pulled out that arm, suppressed it spiritually, and put it into the ghost domain, and it was done in an instant.

There is a small amount of supernatural power in the music. Fang Shiming searched around and found that there was nothing of value anymore, so he walked out of the room.

In Room 505, as soon as he stepped into it, he felt powerful spiritual forces running around in the room.

Suddenly there was a pair of bare feet, those bare feet were a kind of dead gray, cold and stiff, just like a corpse, but the strange thing was that there was only the pair of dead feet in the room, and nothing else, no body was seen, Didn't see the head either.

Those dead feet didn't show any tendency to stop, but ran as fast as if they were running.

next moment.

A pair of blue-black high-heeled shoes appeared on the bare feet, and a large number of unknown characters appeared on the upper, which was eerie.

The supernatural power is launched on the high heels.

His footsteps came to a slow stop, and he used Huang Quan to stop him, and the high heels returned to his feet again.

Afterwards, he came to room 507 and went down with a knife. The room seemed to be empty. After the door was split, there was no movement from inside.

"boom."

The doorknob, together with a piece of black substance, was sent flying.

Opening the door, Fang Shiming took the black substance in his hands, and took a closer look. There was a mass of black hair, which was rancid, as if it had been buried in the soil for a while, with the smell of corpses.

Black rotting hair was wrapped around the doorknob behind the door, blocking the door, making it impossible for people outside to force it open.

Fang Shiming looked around.

Dim, depressing, weird, the old walls are mottled and covered with moss, the furniture is also very old, it has not been cleaned for many years, it is full of stains, and there are even many traces of dried blood.

There was an unrecognizable corpse under the bed. The corpse lay there straight, without any movement.

Putting away the mentality that no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

In less than 5 minutes, he almost wiped out all the ghosts on the fifth floor.

Then, he went to room 506.

No one dared to stop them, they sat on the old furniture and started chatting.

"What? Mr. Fang is leaving. What about here? If it gets out of control here, it might cause a SS incident."

When Sun Rui heard that Fang Shiming was leaving, he became anxious.

Fang Shiming discovered that the system would not accept the female corpse soaked in the glass bottle. He learned from the original book that it was Tian Xiaoyue, the second manager of the Ghost Post Office, who was cut to pieces by Zhang Xianguang's big knife.


(End of this chapter)