Mysterious Resurrection

Afterwards, Lu An and Yang Jian were about to return to Room 507. Lu An turned to leave, and suddenly turned his head to take a last look at Zhang Xianguang's oil painting, because he felt the malice, the malice emanating from Zhang Xianguang.

"Li Yang, open the door." When the two came to the door, Yang Jian said.

"Captain?" Li Yang cautiously opened a crack in the door, even getting ready to do it.

When he saw Yang Jian's ghost eyes and the supernatural weapon in his hand, he was convinced. Even though ghosts could pass off as Yang Jian, they couldn't pretend to be hatchets and coffin nails.

Moreover, there was Team Lu at the side, and there was only one ghost, so there was a high probability that it would be impossible to pretend to be two people.

"Did anything happen before? Your expression is very wrong." Yang Jian asked.

Li Yang suppressed his voice and said: "Captain, you come in first, there are ghosts wandering outside, before a ghost used your voice to ask me to open the door, almost entered the room, but luckily I repelled it."

He holds a blood-stained gavel in one hand, which can temporarily repel the ghosts. Although it seems to have little effect, it can actually save lives at critical times.

"Is there such a thing? There is also a ghost pretending to be me and trying to invade the room? Why haven't I seen a ghost before?" Yang Jian stood outside the door, and he glanced back again.

"Of course I left. The ghosts in the post office are very scary, and some ghosts belong to the dead courier. At this level, they have more or less instincts. When they sense the danger, they naturally choose to leave. " Lu An said.

"The boundary between humans and ghosts has been blurred. We humans are becoming more and more like ghosts, or we are already ghosts, and ghosts seem to be becoming more and more like humans, possessing human thinking. His ability, the level of terror is unimaginable." Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian has a deep understanding, especially the trip to the ghost house. Some ghosts can already deceive people, or use traps to trigger their own killing patterns. They are no longer like programs that rely on some kind of code to operate.

Did you have any clues just now? Li Yang turned sideways, Yang Jian and Lu An entered room 507.

"It's not bad. I contacted the person in room 502 and got some important information, but the secrets on the fifth floor don't stop there." Yang Jian roughly talked about the situation on the fifth floor.

After hearing this, Li Yang found it unbelievable. He didn't expect such a thing to happen on the fifth floor of the post office.

The former couriers actually found a way to get rid of the curse of the post office without sending letters, and it made the couriers who entered the fifth floor of the post office no longer need to deliver letters. There are quite a lot of talented couriers on the fifth floor.

"It's a pity that their cognition was flawed at the time. Although the method was very useful, it had more side effects. It's just that the messengers didn't realize it before. The loss of control of the post office now has something to do with it," Yang Jian said.

"The two of us took out the black letter. The post office has started to operate normally. There should be many people who are already suffering from insomnia. Maybe they won't be able to wait until dawn. Even if the post office is very dangerous, they will take it by surprise. .” Lu An said.

"Since they have insomnia, let them have a good sleep." Yang Jian said.

The direction of the matter is exactly as Lu An said. At this moment, many couriers are holding the person who took the black letter in the post office. This is a good opportunity, even if there is danger in the post office after the lights are turned off, But for the messenger on the fifth floor, this danger is not completely insurmountable.

They probably didn't expect that they and others would play their cards out of common sense and directly enter the fifth floor of the post office when the lights were still turned off.

"Boom, boom boom!"

A series of hurried and heavy footsteps appeared on the old stairs of the post office.

The stairs lead directly from the first floor to the fifth floor, and cannot go to other floors.

A messenger from the fifth floor appeared. It was a wide, fat man, about 50 years old, wearing an apron at work, with a fishy smell on his body. He was working overtime, because there was fresh blood on his apron, and it hadn't dried up.

His name is Zhao Feng. When he was young, he was a mature and attractive handsome guy. Now the years are making people old, and now he is just an ordinary fish seller.

But at the time of delivering the letter, the former messenger gave him a nickname.

Soul Ecstasy, the nickname sounds a bit secondary, but more than ten years ago, he would not have such an idea. On the contrary, this nickname means strength and a kind of recognition between messengers.

"Kill this rookie, and there's still time to go back and slaughter the rest of the fish. It's not the first time I've done something like this, and it will be over soon." Zhao Feng's fat face was expressionless, and a fish appeared in his hand. A rusty hook.

But he is not without brains. Those without brains have already died on the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors of the post office. Since those people can take away the black letters, it shows that they are not bad. Ability to take the black letter, although he didn't have to.

Zhao Feng also believes that he is definitely not the only one who enters the post office with unexpected ideas. When the time comes with a helper, the newcomer will be a lamb to be slaughtered.

However, Zhao Feng still has to be disappointed. His code name, "Ecstasy Envoy", reflects not only strength, but also aloofness, especially after finishing this game together, Zhao Feng lost contact with those messengers. Even if those messengers took the initiative to contact him, he still put on an attitude that he didn't want to get involved too much.

After those people felt that the layout of the post office was destroyed, they had contacted immediately and decided to act together. Zhao Feng is now a lone wolf because he has sufficient confidence in his own strength and believes that someone will I have the same idea as him, but this is destined to be somewhat impossible.

Zhao Feng naturally didn't think of this. He thought about going to the fifth floor of the post office first, looking for a place to lie down, and waiting for his teammates to arrive.

He was walking up the old steps, and there was a creaking, creaking sound under his feet, and the fat on his face and body trembled. Seriously.

Soon he came to the fifth floor of the post office. The fifth floor of the post office is equivalent to a separate spiritual space, so the movement made by Zhao Feng downstairs will naturally not be heard by the people on the fifth floor.

Zhao Feng came to the lobby on the fifth floor, and the eyes of those oil paintings were all looking at him. He showed some nostalgic expressions, but it was only for a moment. This place brought him more nightmares than nostalgia.

Zhao Feng naturally wouldn't go to room 501. He looked at 502, the place where the black letters were stored. Room 502 was already in dilapidated condition, and he couldn't help but feel startled.

It seems that the strength of the newcomer is really terrifying. These doors are naturally special, otherwise they would not have the effect of resisting the murderous intent of the post office after the lights are turned off, but now they are destroyed like this. He couldn't help tightening the iron hook in his hand. The thought of wanting to touch it is gone.