Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 229 The Torn Red Letter

Ghost post office.

The hall is still as dark as before, with decayed floors and old stairs that creak when stepped on, making one wonder if the floor will break at any time.

The lights were dim and uncertain, several figures walked quickly from the winding path, and the sound of footsteps sounded one after another, which seemed very abrupt in the hall.

Xia Hanxin walked into the hall with the wine jar in his arms, and looked at Zhao Yunyun and Liu San, who also came, and the other three strangers, a young man with glasses, with a gloomy demeanor, who looked like a gentle scum, a middle-aged A man with a bald appearance and a woman with a pale face.

The three youths with glasses also saw Xia Hanxin and the other three, and they were all surprised:

"The three of you are the messengers who just went up to the third floor? It seems that you are lucky. You just went up to the third floor to deliver letters of this level. You are really three lucky guys."

The man in glasses looked at Xia Hanxin and the three of them and said, with a hint of meaning in his tone.

Hearing what the man with glasses said, Xia Hanxin didn't answer, but walked up to Zhao Yunyun, and asked in a low voice:
"Boss hasn't come yet? Normally, when we arrive, he arrives?"

Xia Hanxin quietly looked around, but he did not find the boss.

"I don't know, Mr. Lin must be delayed by something, maybe he will arrive later." Zhao Yunyun looked at the man with glasses vigilantly and said.

"These three people should be the messengers on the third floor. We have to be careful. I don't think they are very friendly."

Hearing Zhao Yunyun's words, Xia Hanxin subconsciously hugged the wine jar in his hand.

"There shouldn't be any problems. When the boss arrives, it's not clear whether they can survive."

Zhao Yunyun: ...

Liu San: ...

Zhao Yunyun and Liu San were speechless for a moment, they were both silent, Xia Hanxin was right, when Lin Qian arrived, it was not clear whether the three messengers on the third floor would survive, everything depended on Lin Da guy's mood.

If they are in a good mood, they may be able to live. If they are in a bad mood, they may not even keep their ashes. Mu Qin is the best example...

"Huh? The three of you seem to be very tempered. Is it because my voice was too low when I asked, or is it because your ears are not good enough?"

"If it's the former, I'm sorry, if it's the latter, I'm even more sorry..."

The man with glasses pushed his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were cold, but his face was smiling, with a look of understanding.

Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San all frowned, the man with glasses looked a little weird.

Xia Hanxin stared at the man with glasses, looked around quietly, was silent for a while, but chose to shut up, and did not speak back, she is too weak now, just wait for Boss Lin to come.

Seeing that Xia Hanxin had no intention of speaking, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San gave up the idea of ​​confronting each other, and also fell silent, ignoring the man with glasses.

The man with glasses narrowed his eyes, with some surprise in his eyes. He and Xia Qing looked at each other, and they both had guesses in their hearts.

It seems that these three people are not ordinary people. If there is no accident, they should be ghost masters.

"Xia Qing, are you sure we can go up to the fourth floor after delivering this time?"

The man with glasses looked at Xia Hanxin who was facing him, and asked softly.

"Well, sure, as long as the letter delivered this time is a red letter, we will definitely go to the fourth floor after delivering it." Xia Qing replied firmly.

Hearing Xia Qing's words, the man in glasses was thoughtful, with a strange look in his eyes, wondering what was going on in his mind.

The dim hall became a little quiet for a moment, no one spoke, just looked at each other.

At this moment, three winding yellow mud paths appeared in the hall. The man with glasses, Xia Qing, and Xia Hanxin and Zhao Yunyun all looked over, with doubts and surprises in their eyes.

Among the three yellow mud paths, a woman, a big man, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child were walking towards here. All three of them had a trace of fear and uneasiness on their expressions.

After they walked to the hall, the yellow mud path disappeared in an instant, and the three of them were startled, looking around anxiously.

"W-Where is this? Why am I here?"

It was the woman who spoke, about 30 years old, with light makeup on her face, and a spatula in her hand. It seemed that she came here while she was still cooking.

"Yeah, where the hell am I? I just opened a letter, why did I come here?"

The big man among the three spoke in a loud and rough voice, which fit his figure very well.

The child didn't speak, but looked around uneasily, his eyes full of panic.

Hearing the voices of the woman and the big man, the three of Xia Hanxin and the three of them basically understood what was going on, and couldn't help but look at them with a hint of sympathy.

"This is a newcomer. I'm lucky. When I come in, I will deliver a letter from the third floor."

The man with glasses pushed his glasses, with a smile on his face, looking very amiable.

Hearing what the man with glasses said, the big man looked at the man with glasses, frowning, with a strange expression on his face:
"Then the skinny monkey here, why does he look so gentle and scum, hey, skinny monkey, do you know what kind of corner this is? If you know it, just be dumbfounded. If you don't know, forget it."

The man with glasses froze, and pointed at himself:
"Huh? Are you talking to me?"

"Hey, why are you talking nonsense, you are so thin here besides being a gentle scum, you are not talking to you, who are you talking to? Ghosts?" The big man looked at the man in glasses with a foolish expression on his face.

amount……

The smile on the glasses man's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes were full of gloom.

"Hey, I'm asking you something. Are you hard of hearing? Didn't you hear it? If you know it, just say it. If you don't know it, forget it. What do you mean by not saying anything?"

When the big man saw that the glasses didn't say a word, he was immediately unhappy. This thin monkey, he knows it when he knows it, and he doesn't know it if he doesn't know it. What's the matter if he doesn't say a word?Are you looking down on him?

The big man's voice was very loud, resounding in the hall, women and children subconsciously kept away from the big man, after all, the big man looked vicious, not like a good person.

Xia Hanxin and the others looked at him with strange expressions, and walked towards the man with glasses, who rolled up his sleeves. Judging from this posture, it was clear that he planned to fuck the man with glasses.

Xia Qing and the middle-aged man stared calmly at the big man walking over, without saying anything or reminding him, but after looking at the big man for a while, they turned to look at the counter in the hall.

There is a rule in this ghost post office. I don’t know if it has always been there or it has only recently. When you come to the post office to pick up a letter, if a newcomer happens to enter, then the letter that you originally had to pick up upstairs will appear in the post office. on the counter in the lobby.

And the newcomers will follow them to participate in this mission, no matter what floor the letter is, the newcomers will participate. They have already experienced this kind of thing once, so they are very familiar with it.

The big man walked towards the man with glasses aggressively. Although the surroundings were very strange, he couldn't control these things now. Where things were suppressed, it was easier to arouse people's anger. This is the case with the big man now.

"Newcomer, are you serious?" The man with glasses looked at the big man with cold eyes.

"What kind of newcomer, what do you say so inexplicably, I didn't ask you this, tell me what the hell this is, how did I come here!"

"If you don't make it clear today, I will let you know what a fist the size of a sandbag is." The big man said in an extremely unhappy manner.

"Hehe, newcomer, do you want to know where this place is? Don't worry, you will know later."

The man with glasses suddenly said with a smile, a strange feeling permeated the big man's heart, the big man stopped subconsciously, his expression fluctuating.

Xia Qing and the middle-aged man didn't pay attention to these things, they stared at the counter with fixed eyes, their brows were furrowed, a little displeased:

"Why hasn't the letter appeared yet? Is there still someone who hasn't arrived?"

According to the rules, the post office will only deliver the letter if all the couriers involved in the delivery have arrived at the post office, and this time it is very likely that the red letter will be sent. If there are not enough people, they will not be allowed to deliver the letter.

Thinking of this, Xia Qing's face turned a little ugly, looked up at Xia Hanxin and the three of them, and said after a moment of silence:
"Is there another teammate of yours who hasn't arrived? What did he do? I don't know if the post office's delivery mission has started?"

Her tone was not very kind, and her voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Hearing Xia Qing's words, Xia Hanxin and the three of them looked a little strange, and they looked at each other with the same expressions.

And when the big man heard Xia Qing say that the mission of delivering letters from the post office had started, he immediately became confused and stared at Xia Qing:

"Beauty, listen to your words, do you know what this place is? Can you tell me what this place is? This place doesn't look like a place for people to stay. Spooky."

Hearing the big man's question, Xia Qing didn't respond, but stared straight at Xia Hanxin and the three of them, with danger in his eyes:

"Are you three dumb? You didn't say a word when the glasses talked to you just now, but now I'm talking to you in a good voice, and you still don't say a word. What do you mean? Do you really think we have no temper?"

"I didn't care about you before because I needed you to deliver the letter together, but now that you are still like this, we don't necessarily need you. We spend much longer on the third floor than you. According to common sense, you don't mind calling us seniors." Too much."

"Now the senior is asking you some things in a low voice. Is it inappropriate for you to pretend to be deaf and dumb like this? Or do you think the three of us are weak and not worthy of your opening?"

Xia Qing's tone was very flat, and his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San all had ugly expressions on their faces. They looked at each other, and they didn't have any idea. Let's talk, it doesn't feel good. Let's not talk, these three people have another opinion...

Suddenly the atmosphere became a little weird, the hall was quiet, Xia Qing and the others stared straight at Xia Hanxin and the others, waiting for them to speak.

The big man, the woman and the child holding the spatula were also staring at Xia Hanxin and the other three. Although they didn't know what happened, their herd mentality made them follow suit.

Xia Hanxin and Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. After a long silence, they still didn't speak.

Seeing that Xia Hanxin was still silent and acting dumb, Xia Qing's expression immediately turned cold, while the middle-aged man standing next to Xia Qing was staring at the wine jar in Xia Hanxin's arms. Thinking about something.

"Xia Qing, do you see anything about the wine jar that the woman is holding in her hand?" The middle-aged man patted Xia Qing lightly and whispered.

Hearing the middle-aged man talk about this, both Xia Qing and the man with glasses subconsciously turned their gazes to the wine jar Xia Hanxin was holding in his arms. His expression suddenly became surprised.

"This seems to be a tribute from a grave. I've seen it before, in front of an old grave." The man with glasses pushed his glasses, his eyes sparkling.

"Well, it does look a bit like it. Even if it's not a tribute, it's definitely a supernatural item, but I don't know what type of supernatural item it is. If it's a supernatural item that can resist ghosts, the effect will be a bit greater." Xia Qing said. .

Seeing Xia Qing and the man with glasses say the same thing, the middle-aged man also became active. He stared at the wine jar in Xia Han's arms, and after a long silence, he said:
"I've run out of my life-saving stuff now, and I almost died last time I delivered the letter..."

Hearing this, Xia Qing and the man with glasses were silent and did not speak. They knew what the middle-aged man meant, which was to tell them not to snatch this supernatural item from him.

Seeing that Xia Qing and the glasses were not talking, the middle-aged man nodded, with a smile on his face, and looked up at Xia Hanxin with a gentle expression:

"Little girl, can you show me the wine jar in your hand, I am very interested in this kind of old objects, if you are willing to give it to me, then forget about what happened just now, we will not pursue it, if you are not willing, That's okay, I can take it myself..."

The middle-aged man's smile was gentle, but his words were not so gentle.

When Xia Hanxin heard this, his expression changed immediately, and the hand holding the wine jar couldn't help but tighten:
"Impossible, this jar of wine is not for you, if you dare to snatch it, don't blame us for being rude."

Xia Hanxin's tone was very firm, showing an unquestionable posture. The middle-aged man, Xia Qing, and the man with glasses looked at each other, and they were a little surprised that they were not dumb.

"Oh, is it? Not for me? There are some things about the little girl that are not up to you."

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Hanxin with a smile, his eyes narrowed with a dangerous light.

"You, what do you want to do?" Xia Han looked at the middle-aged man warily.

"Nothing, I just want to get back the wine jar I lost a few days ago from your hands, there is no other meaning besides that."

The middle-aged man walked towards Xia Hanxin with a smile, and the man with glasses and Xia Qing also followed.

When Xia Hanxin saw this posture, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously stepped back, completely forgetting that she was still an international ghost master.

Seeing Xia Hanxin's appearance, the middle-aged man immediately understood in his heart that this is just an ordinary person, and that he could go up to the third floor probably because of the wine jar.

According to his thinking, if the ghost masters would not be as cowardly as Xia Hanxin, they would have fought with them long ago, so this also strengthened their determination to grab the wine jar. This kind of good thing, let those in need hold it It is the best use, for an ordinary person, hehe, overqualified, it is a waste...

Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San, seeing the three men approaching aggressively, swallowed their saliva, and backed away involuntarily.

But the three newcomers were watching all this, and they all stopped to watch, even the big guy who jumped the most powerful just now was silent, and now this situation is obviously not something he can get involved in.

He hasn't figured out the situation here yet, he thinks it's better to play it safe, and talk about it after he figured out what this place is, and looking at the three men with glasses, there is obviously something wrong, if ordinary people see him making that kind of posture.

I have been afraid for a long time, even if there is no expression on my face, I am touched in my heart, but looking at the man with glasses, he doesn't look scared at all, on the contrary, he looks confident, obviously he is not afraid of him at all.

The hall was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was surprisingly weird. The middle-aged man walked towards Xia Hanxin and the others step by step. Xia Hanxin and the others subconsciously backed away, with panicked expressions on their faces.

The lights were dim, and the portraits hanging on the wall were very peaceful. A young man on the old stairs looked at all this with a smile, and there was a sleeping little girl curled up in the young man's arms.

"Tsk tsk, three ghost masters, one of whom is Interpol, are afraid of an ordinary person and two ghost masters who can quickly revive ghosts, Xia Hanxin, you really give me face."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the hall was stunned. The expression of the middle-aged man changed instantly, and he turned to look at the young man walking down the stairs.

Then he looked at Xia Hanxin and the others, his eyes were full of disbelief, Interpol, what are you kidding, how could this kind of person be an Interpol?

Three ghost masters, all three of them are ghost masters, what the hell, the three ghost masters are so cowardly...

And where did this young man come from, and how did he come down from upstairs.

When Xia Hanxin heard this familiar voice, she quickly turned her head and looked over, her eyes immediately turned cold, but after hearing Lin Qian's words, her face was a little embarrassed, not only her, but also Zhao Yunyun and Liu San Embarrassed, he silently lowered his head, not daring to look.

Lin Qian walked down the stairs with a smile, her shoes creaking on the stairs.

Walking to the hall, Lin Qian looked at the red letter that suddenly appeared on the counter, with a red light in his eyes.

"The messenger on the third floor? It looks very weak. Why is such a weak force so rampant?"

Lin Qian picked up the red letter, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look at Xia Qing and the others.

The expressions of the man with glasses, Xia Qing, and the middle-aged man all changed. The eyes of the man with glasses and Xia Qing were full of horror, not because of Lin Qian's words, but because of the loss of all the ghosts on them just now. The control is directly suppressed to the point where it cannot be felt.

This happened only because of the appearance of this young man, that's all.

"Boss, this is the wine Brother Fang asked me to bring to Ke Ke. He said to let Ke Ke drink it first, and let Ke Ke get it from the old man when you go back."

Xia Han was very clever, quickly lifted the wine jar in his arms, ran to Lin Qian, and handed the wine jar over.

Lin Qian looked at the revival wine in Xia Hanxin's hand, the red light in his eyes faded a little, and he gave up the idea of ​​killing Xia Hanxin now, this woman is still useful.

"Hehe, Xia Hanxin, as an Interpol, would actually be so cowardly. The two of them controlled a ghost of garbage, and both of them were about to recover from ghosts. The three of you are afraid of becoming such a virtuous person."

Lin Qian took the wine jar from Xia Hanxin's hands, feeling a little disappointed in his eyes:
"Forget it this time, if you do it again next time, the ghost on your body will belong to me."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Xia Han swallowed heartily, with horror in his eyes:

"Old, boss, I know, there will be no next time, I promise!"

Xia Hanxin's tone was a bit hypocritical. To be honest, she was very afraid of Lin Qian, she was afraid of death...

Lin Qian smiled, ignored Xia Hanxin, and pinched Coco's cheek:
"Ke Ke, don't sleep, get up."

"Father, is it dawn?" Coco rubbed her eyes in a daze, with a confused look on her face.

The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, and he put the resurrection wine in Ke Ke's arms:
"This is given to you by your grandfather Fang, drink it first, wake up and doze off."

Coco hugged the wine jar, she was still in a daze at first, but when she saw the wine in her arms, her eyes lit up immediately, she lifted the mud seal while holding the wine jar, and took a big gulp.

When the wine entered her throat, Ke Ke's face immediately turned red, and her eyes narrowed into small crescents. It was obvious that she was in a good mood at the moment. After all, there was something to eat when she woke up, and everyone was in a good mood.

Lin Qian shook his head helplessly. This snack is so simple. He didn't care about cocoa. Lin Qian stared at the red letter in his hand with some surprise in his eyes:

"This letter can be torn up. Did this ghost post office make a mistake?"

"You, who are you?"

And at this moment, the man with glasses couldn't help it anymore. After all, what Lin Qian held in his hand was the hope of the three of them going up to the fourth floor. .

They're not sure if they'll survive, it's a red letter after all.

Hearing the man with glasses speak, Lin Qian turned his head and looked over, with a smile on his face:
"Oh, who am I? Does it matter? Shouldn't you be fearing for your own lives?"

"Threatening an Interpol, and it's still my man, you are very courageous."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the face of the man with glasses darkened, and so did Xia Qing and the middle-aged man. From what Lin Qian said, it seemed that he didn't intend to let them go.

"This is actually a misunderstanding. We were just joking just now. We didn't really want to do anything to them. After all, we still have to send letters together. One more person is better than one less person, isn't it?" The young man spoke.

Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, this man is interesting, and he is still threatening him at this time:
"Actually, I don't need you to send a letter together. It's just a red letter. It's no big deal."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face was very ugly, and his eyes were full of gloom:

"According to what you mean, it must be relentless? We were just joking, and nothing irreversible happened. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"If you really want to fight, it's not a good thing for you. I think it's better for us to settle down. I believe you know what the red letter means."

When the man with glasses and Xia Qing heard the middle-aged man's words, their expressions were a little strange. The middle-aged man is not a ghost master. He didn't know what happened. If he knew what the situation was, he might not have said that.

The terror of this young man is not what it seems...

Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at the middle-aged man with sympathy, this guy is quite powerful.

Lin Qian looked at the middle-aged man, and suddenly felt that what he said made sense, and the fight was really not good for him, after all, he was not in a good mood right now.

"Well, what you said is very reasonable, then follow what you said, and I won't kill you."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression softened a lot, and he was about to say something like "kindness makes money" when he heard Lin Qian's next sentence.

"However, let's wait for you to survive first."

stab
Then the middle-aged man watched Lin Qian tear open the red letter casually.

The pupils of the middle-aged man suddenly dilated, and his eyes were full of disbelief and horror:
"You, you, you madman, do you know what you are doing!"

The faces of Xia Qing and the man with glasses changed completely, turning pale, with deep fear in their eyes.

"What are you doing! Do you know what happens when you tear up the red letter! You madman! You're going to kill everyone!"

The man with glasses and Xia Qing growled at Lin Qian, with endless fear in their voices.

Lin Qian was very calm about this. Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San were also very calm. This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, so there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Only those three ordinary people didn't know what happened, but after seeing the appearance of the three men with glasses, they also knew that something was wrong:

"Young man, what did you do? Why did you tear up that letter? Is there anything you can't talk about?" This was the woman holding the spatula who said with a disturbed expression.

The big man also noticed that something was wrong, the lights in the hall went out directly, a chill appeared, and the portrait hanging on the wall trembled slightly.

The surroundings became quiet, and winding yellow mud paths appeared one after another. There were more than a dozen of them. On each path, there was a vague figure walking towards the hall.

Footsteps sounded, and the faces of the three men with glasses changed drastically:
"Damn it, I knew it."

The man with glasses quickly took out a scalpel wrapped in gold from his pocket, quickly tore off the gold paper on it, a chill appeared on the scalpel, and spread to the man's body in an instant.

Xia Qing directly took out a white spiritual tablet, hugged the spiritual tablet and knelt on the ground without saying a word, the man with glasses and the middle-aged man plopped and knelt behind Xia Qing, the three lowered their heads, miraculously terrified.

The big man looked at the figures walking quickly, his pupils trembled violently, with an expression of seeing a ghost, he turned around and ran towards Xia Qing, the man with glasses.

He is not a fool. In this situation, everyone can see that something is wrong. The figures walking towards the hall are obviously not human beings.

Who can walk with only half of their head?And walking so fast, it's clearly not a human, but a ghost!
As for why he ran towards Xia Qing instead of Lin Qian, it was very simple, because these three seemed the most reliable.

And looking at the posture Xia Qing and the others made, and seeing that Lin Qian and the others didn't do anything, comparing the two, it was easy to distinguish who was the most reliable.

The other women and children were already slumped on the ground at this moment, their eyes were full of panic, their mouths were opened wide, and they seemed to be dumbfounded by fright.

Lin Qian looked at all this, with a smile in his eyes, and rubbed Ke Ke's head, feeling very good:
"I didn't expect that tearing up the red letter would attract so many ghosts."

Lin Qian is in a good mood now, and the depression of encountering a ghost in Huaihuang Village that is alive in his memory has been swept away.

Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San hid behind Lin Qian tacitly, as if I was trash and begged for protection from the boss.

Lin Qian didn't care, and turned to look at Xia Qing and the others with interest in his eyes. A white spiritual tablet and a rusty scalpel looked pretty good.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered, and she walked to Xia Qing's side, and looked down at the spirit tablet she was holding, with a little surprise in her eyes:

"There seems to be something about this thing, um, it's very good to belong to me."

Lin Qian directly reached out and pulled the spiritual tablet held in Xia Qing's arms into his hand, casually tore off the scalpel from the glasses man's hand, and looked at the two spiritual items in his hand.

Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, looked up at the old clinic that suddenly appeared, and the doctor in the blood-stained coat:
"This scalpel turned out to be its..."

Lin Qian thought for a while, put away the spiritual tablet and the scalpel, and looked down at the three dull people:
"I've said it all. Wait until you survive to talk about other things. Now that you come up with this kind of thing, isn't that slapping me in the face? I don't expect you to survive."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Xia Qing's expression was ferocious:
"What the hell are you going to do? We're just joking. Why are you trying to kill us?"

The man with glasses was also extremely desperate at the moment, because those ghosts had already entered the hall, and this young man obviously wanted everyone to die together, otherwise he would not have done such a thing.

The middle-aged man's expression was ugly. He was an ordinary person, and he had only delivered letters a few times by relying on supernatural items. Now that he encountered this situation, he didn't even have a chance to resist.

He also understood this time, they met a lunatic, a lunatic who didn't care about life and death, just because they wanted to rob his men of wine, he actually tore up the letter and attracted so many ghosts.

Now they directly forcibly took away their life-saving items, which clearly wanted them to die!This guy must be too vengeful.

Lin Qian looked at Xia Qing, shook his head with an amiable face, and walked towards the counter:
"It's not really necessary to kill you, it's just that I'm not in a good mood right now, and I just want to see if you can survive so many ghosts, that's all."

Lin Qian sat down on the counter, looking very casual, Xia Hanxin and the three followed Lin Qian.

Hearing Lin Qian's casual tone, Xia Qing, the man with glasses, the middle-aged man, and the big man all turned pale.

"you you you……"

Xia Qing pointed at Lin Qian and was so angry that she couldn't speak. Seeing Lin Qian's indifferent look, she gritted her teeth and stood up, forcing a smile:
"We know we were wrong, we were wrong just now, can you give us back our things, we can't live without these things."

In the pitch-black hall, Xia Qing's voice was particularly abrupt amidst the footsteps. Lin Qian looked very calm, took out a white plum from the painting, and handed it to Ke Ke, ignoring Xia Qing's intentions at all.

At this moment, those ghosts have all entered the hall, and more than a dozen winding paths have disappeared. With the disappearance of the paths, those ghosts seem to have lifted their suppression.

All kinds of sounds appeared in the hall instantly, such as teeth grinding, crying, whispering, knocking on wooden boards, etc., a lot, very messy.

At the moment when these sounds appeared, the woman holding the spatula fell to the ground with a plop, her whole body stiffened, and corpse spots quickly appeared, and a rancid smell filled the entire hall.

"Ah, dead, dead!"

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old child had a face full of fear, and his body kept moving backwards. I don't know if it was his action, but a ghost walking towards Lin Qian paused slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the expression on the child's face suddenly became stiff, turning into ashes, and the skin and flesh on his face fell off piece by piece, but within a short while, only a blackened skull could be seen on his face.

Xia Qing, the man with glasses, had his pupils constricted violently. They knew it was the ghost who had started killing people.

plop, plop

Two sounds of falling to the ground sounded, and Xia Qing was startled. The middle-aged man and the big man fell to the ground in horror, and their bodies turned black in an instant.

"When is the law triggered, how can it be so fast!"

The man with glasses and Xia Qing looked at the two dead people in horror, with despair on their faces.

The hall was eerie and chilly. More than a dozen fierce ghosts gathered towards Lin Qian. Lin Qian watched all this calmly. He didn't care about ordinary people who died. They would die if they entered the post office, especially when he was planning to clean the post office. , there is no difference between dying early and dying later.

The faces of Xia Qing and the man with glasses were pale, and the body was filled with coldness. The man with glasses was covered with cracks all over his body, and his thumb-sized hands kept crawling out of those cracks.

Lin Qian stared at the man with glasses, with some surprise in his eyes. He was still alive after being attacked by seven or eight ghosts. The ghosts on this guy are quite terrifying.

But judging by the appearance of the man with glasses, it is obvious that he can't last long.

thump

Xia Qing landed on the ground with a gray expression and empty eyes. The man with glasses looked at Xia Qing on the ground with unstoppable fear.

Not long after Xia Qing fell to the ground, her corpse stood up strangely, with a strange and numb expression, she stretched out her hand stiffly to grab the man with glasses.

When the man with glasses saw this scene, his pupils trembled violently. This was the revival of the ghost.

The man with glasses raised his head and looked around. A dozen ghosts were walking towards them. The footsteps sounded strange in the hall. He was completely desperate, and turned to stare at Lin Qian, his eyes full of resentment.

If he hadn't been unable to speak now, he might have started scolding right away.

A chill appeared on the man with glasses, and Xia Qing grabbed his arm with his hands. The man's pupils shrank to the smallest size, and then his expression quickly disappeared.

One by one ghost hands tore his skin and crawled out from his flesh and blood, one by one ghost hands squirmed on the man with glasses like maggots.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qian twitched the corner of his mouth, felt a little disgusted, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and starving ghosts with red lights appeared in the hall.

More than a dozen ghosts were swallowed up by the starving ghosts in an instant, including the man with glasses and the ghost that had revived after Xia Qing's death.

The darkness in the hall quickly disappeared, the lights flickered a few times and then turned on again, and the gloomy atmosphere dissipated.

Lin Qian looked at the four corpses, waved his hand, and the corpses instantly turned into fly ash and disappeared.

Lin Qian came down from the counter, looked up at the several hanging portraits that disappeared on the wall, looked thoughtfully in his eyes, looked around, and found that there was nothing wrong.

He cast his eyes on the stairs on the first floor. If there is no accident, he still has to deliver a letter. It is on the fourth floor, but he doesn't know if it can be torn.

After thinking about it, Lin Qian took back all the starving ghosts. This time, he made some money. After eating more than a dozen ghosts, the increase in supernatural powers was considerable.

Forget it, there are almost hundreds of ghosts eaten by the starving ghosts. According to the current situation, except for the tricky bride and the owner of the grocery store, the ghost masters left over from the Republic of China will die one by one.

Of course, don't go together, otherwise he won't be able to do it...

"It's time to control the ghost painting. According to the current level of horror of the starving ghost, if you enter the ghost painting, you should be able to ignore the source of the ghost painting."

"When Xiaoyue's painting is hung in the post office, I will go to control the ghost painting perfectly. If everything goes well, I will succeed in controlling the ghost painting in a short time. After controlling the ghost painting, Zhang Xianguang's plan will be completely ruined."

Lin Qian looked at the stairs on the first floor, was silent for a while, and walked towards the stairs. If there is no accident today, the letters on the fourth floor can still be torn. There is something wrong with the post office today. Someone modified the rules of the ghost post office, otherwise Also no red letters can be torn.

I just don't know if it's Zhang Xianguang or the corpse...

If it is the former, it is very likely that Zhang Xianguang is about to start his plan...

If it was the latter, it should mean that her corpse still had a sliver of consciousness. As he continued to tear up the letters, the ghost post office's pressure on her declined.

Going up the stairs, Lin Qian ignored Xia Hanxin and the others, and disappeared on the stairs on the first floor.

Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San looked at each other with joy in their eyes:

"Fortunately, we are from the boss's side, otherwise we might be eaten too." Zhao Yunyun said with lingering fear.

Recalling the scene just now, Xia Hanxin and Liu San nodded silently, agreeing with Zhao Yunyun's point of view.

"Well, what should I do now? Boss has gone up, there should be a letter to deliver, should we wait here, or go up too?" Liu San looked at the stairs and asked.

Hearing this, Xia Hanxin and Zhao Yunyun were silent for a while, looking up at the light bulb, their eyes dodged:
"Well, let's wait here for the boss. Anyway, the boss is just going up, and he might come down in a while, so we won't bother the boss."

Xia Hanxin was silent for a long time before she opened her mouth to speak. Obviously, she was very reluctant to watch Lin Qian kill someone. The scene was simply too cruel. Killing people, eating ghosts, and collecting the ashes is a one-stop service.

Zhao Yunyun and Liu San nodded, looking like this idea is very good...

Lin Qian walked towards the fourth floor, and Ke Ke curled up in Lin Qian's arms, drinking wine and nibbling plums, very happy.

The old stairs creaked from being stepped on, and the dim lights reflected ominously.

　The ghost painting is about to start driving, Zhang Xianguang's arrangement has been completed, and the tricky bride is coming...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)