Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 242 The Last Letter

The post office was very busy today, and I don't know what the hell happened. Zhao Yunyun and Liu San just watched more than a dozen messengers go upstairs in one go, and they haven't come down until now.

According to their guess, these people are probably in danger. According to what Xia Hanxin told them, Boss Lin is on the fifth floor without accident.

And just look at these people who are all fierce and vicious, and look like they are inquiring about their crimes. According to Mr. Lin's temper, can they be used to them? 100% took away their ashes.

"Tell me, how thick is the ash on the fifth floor today?"

"Um... this one is probably as thick as a finger. After all, there are so many people, it shouldn't be a problem to cover one floor."

The expressions on Zhao Yunyun's and Liu San's faces became weird, and the expressions in their eyes became very complicated. They were suddenly glad that they didn't go up to the fifth floor with Xia Hanxin.

The current fifth floor, if nothing else happens, should be very "harmonious". After all, Mr. Lin seems to be very quiet, and killing people will not be so bloody.

On the fifth floor, Lin Qian tapped his cheek rhythmically with his fingers, half-closed his eyes, very bored.

At this moment, on the corridor on the fifth floor, there are already eleven or twelve people squatting with their heads in their hands. They include men and women, old and young, the oldest is in his 50s, and the youngest is in his early twenties.

It looks very harmonious. Of course, if these people don't have a strong look of horror in their eyes, it will be the same.

There are still a few people who have not arrived, so Lin Qian is not in a hurry, just wait slowly.

There were some accidents during the period, not because of these messengers, they are all weak chickens, and they can't make any accidents. In addition to the eleven or twelve people here, half of them are ordinary people.

This made Lin Qian very disappointed and a little surprised, but after thinking about it, this is quite normal, becoming a ghost master is based on luck.

One out of ten is considered too much. How ridiculous is this ghost post office? It is impossible to create so many ghost masters at once, and there is no one to manage it.

These people can go up to the fifth floor, there is a high probability that they will come up one after another, and there must be one or two ghost masters among them, this is inevitable, otherwise they would have died long ago.

It was the seven rooms on the fifth floor that caused the accident. I don't know if it was because there were too many couriers, or because the letter in my hand hadn't left the post office for a long time.

In the room on the fifth floor, more than a dozen fierce ghosts came out in unison. When these ghosts came out, Lin Qian was so happy that he immediately let the starving ghost eat... Oh no, it was to welcome the guests.

Lin Qian would not reject this kind of warmth delivered to the door, so the tragic scene was staged in front of all the messengers, which frightened them into a daze.

Their worldview suddenly collapsed, and they only felt that ten thousand muddy horses were galloping past. If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't walk or speak, they might have just plopped to their knees and started crying.

Of course, this is still a bit exaggerated, but kneeling must be kneeling. They have lived for most of their lives, and this is the first time they have seen such a scene.

This is also the source of the panic in their eyes. They have no choice but to rush to this scene. They feel that their future fate may be a little bit more ominous.

It's not that they are too pessimistic, it's that this young man is so fierce, to what extent?It was so fierce that even the ghosts would not be spared.

Compared to the messenger's despair, Lin Qian felt a little pity. He didn't know if there were no ghosts in the post office today or something. Lin Qian waited for a long time but he didn't wait for a ghost to come out of the room again.

For this reason, Lin Qian even let the starving ghost into the room to see, the room was empty, which was very disappointing, but this was just a trivial episode, nothing more...

Just as Lin Qian was getting impatient, the sound of going upstairs quickly appeared, and then he saw a man walking up with an old shovel.

The moment this person walked up to the fifth floor, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the words "Fuck" burst out of his mouth immediately, and a layer of black appeared on his body.

Then, and then there was no more, the ghost domain on this guy disappeared instantly, and then he was just like the person who came before, with a stiff expression, eyes full of horror and disbelief, and walked towards the wall with stiff steps face to go.

"Heh, you opened Ghost Domain in front of me, do you think you are Li Jun?"

Lin Qian sneered, didn't look at this guy, and continued to stare at the stairs on the fifth floor bored. If there is no mistake, there are two more.

The rest of the couriers, who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, looked at the man carrying the shovel with an expression of welcome to join the big family. Their eyes were full of sympathy and rejoicing, and even a bit of schadenfreude.

Sometimes, when a person falls into a pit, he will be very happy to see others fall into the pit, and the more people there are, the happier he is.

The eagle looked at these people with a confused expression, his eyes were full of bewilderment, he really didn't understand why these people were gloating there.

They are all like birds, not thinking about how to get out of trouble, but still gloating here, are these people out of their minds?How else could this be?
Until the eagle knelt down with his head in his hands and saw the other two messengers going through the same process and walking towards this side with stiff steps.

He suddenly understood what happened to their eyes before, and it turns out that seeing others suffer the same experience as them, is such a cool thing...

Seeing that everyone was here, Lin Qian opened half-closed eyes, letting the starving ghost carry Ke Ke down. Lin Qian clapped her hands and got down from the counter.

Lin Qian carried the red umbrella, walked up to the first courier, tapped his head lightly with the red umbrella, a smile appeared on his face:
"I asked, you answered, understand?"

The messenger who was hit on the head by Lin Qian with his back umbrella suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He felt that this was his chance to survive.

Just as he was about to nod his head and say yes, he was horrified to find that he still couldn't say a word, not even the eyelids that could blink before.

The messenger panicked immediately, his eyes were full of panic, and his pupils dilated and shrunk suddenly.

Lin Qian saw that this guy didn't say a word, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and the gloomy look in his eyes was undisguised:

"You're very courageous. You'd rather die than answer my question. If that's the case, then you're useless."

As soon as the words fell, the messenger directly turned into a touch of white dust, and died quietly like this, walking peacefully without a trace of pain.

If the messenger could speak before his death, it must be:

"You let me speak! If you don't let me speak, how do you know that I don't want to answer your question! You f*cking sixth son, you don't talk about martial arts!"

It's a pity, he couldn't open his mouth, not for other reasons, Lin Qian just forgot.

The rest of the couriers couldn't see the end of the courier because they couldn't move their eyeballs. They just heard Lin Qian's voice, so they didn't know that the courier was gone.

But they still guessed something in their hearts. Not surprisingly, that buddy had already ascended, so they were even more frightened.

Lin Qian ignored the dust on the ground and rubbed his cheeks. The smile must be sincere, otherwise he won't look like a good person.

With a warm smile on Lin Qian's face again, he came to the second courier and gently placed the red umbrella on the courier's head:
"I ask, you answer, understand?"

The messenger fixed his eyes on the young man with a warm smile in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to swallow, but he forgot that he couldn't move because he was moving up and down, so he couldn't make this movement.

Lin Qian stared at the silent messenger, frowned, and turned to look beside him, with some doubts:

"Your messengers are all so stubborn? Would you rather die than cooperate?"

After saying this, Lin Qian looked at the messenger, and saw that the other party's eyes were more frightened than before, but this guy was unwilling to say a word, and he was a stubborn group.

Seeing this, Lin Qian's expression became very calm, without saying a word, this extremely tough messenger directly followed in the footsteps ahead.

When the rest of the messengers heard Lin Qian's words just now, they murmured in their hearts. After all, these two guys are so stubborn, they refuse to say a word, even if you hum, it's an attitude.

You don't say a word or even make a sound, what's the matter?And they don't remember that there is such a tough messenger among them?

Could it be that there is less contact with each other, and I didn't find that there are such brains among them?
At this moment, they all had a thought in their hearts, those two idiots just now didn't grasp the chance of surviving, how could they pretend to be noble, what could compare to their own lives?

backbone?How much is that worth? How much is life worth?They are really two fools. Anyway, when they are asked, they will say something, even if they are asked when weaning, they will never hide what they know.

These are worthless compared to living...

Just as they were thinking about what questions they would be asked next, they could answer them one by one.

Lin Qian's voice sounded again:
"I ask, you answer, understand?"

At the moment when the voice fell, the No.3 messenger looked at Lin Qian with dull eyes, and he just felt like shit, he now understood why the two messengers before were so stubborn.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been working on it, and I can’t be stubborn, what the hell, you asked me, but you let me speak!

How can I cooperate with you to answer questions if I don't open my mouth? !What the hell, you old six, you really want to kill us!
"Since when did your messengers become so tough? This is the third one. You didn't even make a sound. Is it because I can't kill you, or are you drifting away?"

Lin Qian stared at the courier with a gloomy expression. The courier who was stared at by Lin Qian stared at Lin Qian with dull eyes. His heart had already collapsed. In other words, he was tired and meaningless. Well, I'll catch the next train to reincarnate.

Seeing that this person still didn't speak, Lin Qiangang planned to let this guy ascend into the sky, but he heard Ke Ke's childish voice:
"Dad, these big uncles seem to be unable to speak, so daddy and these big uncles can't answer Dad's questions."

Lin Qian: ...

messenger:? ? ? ? ? ?

The atmosphere froze in an instant, Xia Hanxin silently lowered her head, looking at her nose and heart, as if I hadn't heard or seen anything, very cute and sensible.

The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Ke Ke, feeling a little helpless:
"Girl, daddy knows they can't talk, daddy just wants to play for a while, oh, forget it, let's just leave it at that, end it quickly."

Lin Qian rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache, casually killed the messenger in front of him, and tapped the red umbrella on the ground. In an instant, the entire fifth floor was covered with dust, and seven or eight ghosts appeared in the aisle.

Lin Qian looked at these ghosts with a very calm expression. When the starving ghost appeared and ate them all, he reached out and took the shovel and a hook brought by the starving ghost, and threw them into the painting.

The messengers on the fifth floor are all going to die, not for anything else, just because they changed the rules of the ghost post office, so that the ghost post office no longer sends out letters to suppress ghosts, and from that moment on, they can already die.

Are any of them innocent?Have?This is actually just farting, which messenger who can go up to the fifth floor doesn't have a few lives in his hands?
Since Lin Qian came to this world until now, he has killed no more than ten ordinary people. Compared with them, Lin Qian can be regarded as a good person who has accumulated virtue and done good deeds.

After all, he can save ordinary people in a city by handling an S-level supernatural incident. If this is not considered to be good deeds, then there is no such thing as good deeds in the world.

Lin Qian rubbed the center of her brows, feeling a little helpless. It was a stroke of magic that her own daughter, who was able to dismantle the stage, was simply a stroke of genius.

Taking out the black letter from his pocket, Lin Qian even tore it up without any hesitation. It was a waste of his time to deliver the letter at this point.

stab
The letter was directly torn up, a cloud of coldness appeared, the lights in the aisle began to flicker, a figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs, footsteps appeared, and the figure walked towards Lin Qian, ignoring Ke Ke and Xia Hanxin who lowered her head and pretended to be a fool.

Staring at this ghost, Lin Qian was a little surprised, and slightly raised his head to look at the extinguished light bulb, and he probably knew the killing rules of this ghost in his heart.

"When the lights go out, you die."

"Did the ghost appear in the original book? It's interesting, but it's just that, not much more."

Lin Qian didn't care about this fierce ghost, and just let the starving ghost eat it in one bite. It just so happened that he didn't have this kind of killing law, and now he just added one.

As the starving ghost swallowed the ghost in one gulp, the lights in the aisle flickered and returned to light after a while.

Lin Qian walked to the counter, reached out to pick up a red letter, and a red light flickered in his eyes:
"Is that letter just now the first or the second letter? Why is the ghost in this letter so weird?"

Lin Qian turned his head to look at the female corpse, his brows were frowned, and he was a little puzzled, but soon he seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed slowly, staring at the female corpse without saying a word, his eyes gleamed fiercely color.

　I don't even know what you people think, when did I stop changing, and I can't feel unwell?Why do I have to update every day?I can't rest?I am writing a novel, if you are dissatisfied, you will scold me, you will scold me for taking a break, you will scold me for being invincible, and you will scold me for not writing according to the original book, what are you going to do?If you are dissatisfied, just don't watch it, why come here and spray me?What do I owe you?I update 20 words a month, and I go to work every day until [-] o'clock in the evening, and I have to update you when I come back. What am I for?For the several hundred dollars in royalties?If I didn't feel that there are so many people supporting me, I would have quit writing a long time ago, and I was sprayed by you every day. Am I a saint?You think I won't be angry?For a few hundred dollars, how can I be so angry?Or do you think that I am a woman who has a good temper and is easy to bully?
　　
　
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