Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

The ghost post office, the door of the house.

"Has the letter appeared?" Luo Yi glanced at the people around him.

Chen Shihao and Zhao Liang shook their heads one after another.

"Theoretically, the letter should have appeared." Zhao Liang said doubtfully, "Messengers like us will only be pulled in when the ghost post office is about to release a mission."

"Where did your previous letters appear?" Luo Yi asked.

"The scoring situation, if it is a personal mission, it will be our bedside, and it will be discovered when people are awake; the small team mission will be posted on the door, and the messenger who participated in the mission will be specified in the letter; the mission of the entire floor will be released At the counter, which is the place where the ghost post office enters, it was like this twice before." Chen Shihao replied.

"Then go to the front desk and have a look."

A group of people walked quickly to the front desk. Near the corner, there was an old-fashioned counter with wooden patterns and covered with gray layers, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.

However, at this time, a flat, well-sealed yellow letter was placed on the counter that should have been empty.

"It seems to be a team task," Chen Shihao said, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at Luo Yi and Zhang Han again, "But with the two of them here, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Although he was severely beaten yesterday, his brother Skeleton's reputation was ruined, but compared to his life, his dignity is not worth mentioning. When he can hug his thigh, why should he single-handedly kill him?

He is Brother Skeleton, not You Tanzhi's iron-headed brother, besides, what face does Skeleton want?

Zhang Handao: "Captain, as long as you pick up the envelope, the corresponding task information will appear. This should be a confidential measure, and no one else can feel it except the letter holder himself."

Luo Yi nodded to show that he understood, and reached out to grab the envelope on the table.

At this moment, the door of the ghost post office was pushed open, and a slender shadow appeared.

"Are you sure you want to deliver the letter?" the figure said, with a hint of curiosity in his cold voice.

When he got closer, everyone could see his face clearly.

Under the age of 20, wearing a certain sports brand, except for the somewhat sinister face and the scarlet ghost eyes pulsing under the forehead, he looks like a young man who just dropped out of school and came from society.

"Yang Jian!" Zhang Han shouted.

Well, this guy did drop out of school not too long ago.

Behind him, there was a young man with an ugly face who coughed a few times from time to time.

It was the person in charge of Dahan City, the sick ghost Sun Rui.

"I didn't expect you to come too. I remember that you didn't take this mission." Yang Jian nodded to Zhang Han, and then fixed his eyes on Luo Yi.

Luo Yi held the letter paper and said without turning his head: "A subordinate died here, I'll come over and check."

"So that's it." Yang Jian nodded, and said again: "As far as I know, what you have in your hand should be a group letter, which requires teamwork, but you really plan to follow the arrangement of the ghost post office. It's you."

"Then what should I do?" Luo Yi pinched a corner of the envelope with both hands, "Is this so?"

While talking, Luo Yi directly tore off the letter.

After a full two seconds, Chen Shihao opened his mouth wide and shouted, "Damn it."

"Captain Luo, the letter cannot be torn. I have seen a ruthless person who did not believe in evil before. He took the letter and did not want to deliver it. As a result, something happened soon. No one knew how he died. When we found him, the body It stinks." Zhao Liang said.

"What are you afraid of? I was the one who tore up the letter. It happened to me too." Luo Yi said calmly.

"But we are also part of the delivery team!" Chen Shihao panicked, "You really killed me!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, ghost, ghost is coming!" Qian Rong's face was pale, she leaned on the counter, raised her right hand, and pointed to a corner of the hall, as if she was about to despair.

"Sure enough, this is you, and there are no taboos in doing things." Yang Jian was also a little surprised, and he didn't expect Luo Yi to tear it up as soon as he said it.

"The devil is coming!"

In the southwest corner of the hall, a green shrub withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a brown mist emerged, mold grew on the ground, the paint on the house faded, the wood was dry and cracked, the chandelier shook slightly, and rustling sounds spread Come, as when a man walks, his sleeves rub against his garment.

"So fast!" Fatty Zhao Liang was a little stunned, "The person who tore up the letter before happened only after returning to the room. Now it has been less than 20 seconds since he tore up the letter."

Yang Jian's subcutaneous ghost eyes opened, a red light shot out, and a crooked figure loomed in the light.

"Do you want to help?" Yang Jian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he had already made up his mind and was quite confident.

"It seems that after getting Gouzi, Yang Jian's strength has improved a lot, and he even went up with confidence," Luo Yixin said.

But it's quite normal when you think about it. Among the conscious ghosts, Guimeng is indeed second to none. The key point is that it fits well with Yang Jian, which undoubtedly greatly boosted his strength.

"It seems that I am not the only one who benefits from stirring up the supernatural circle. The growth of the protagonist in Yang Jian's world also far exceeds that of the original book, except that there is no coffin nail."

Ghost eyes, headless ghost shadow, ghost hand, ghost shroud, ghost dream.

There are already five evil spirits on Yang Jian now, and he is only one coffin nail away from his great combat power in the later stage.

"Luo Yi?" Yang Jian turned his head and glanced suspiciously.

"No need, it's just a ghost." Luo Yi came back to his senses, stomped his foot, and a bright golden light spanned the entire hall like a horse. A cold chain dragged in the golden light, and the straight end plunged into the brown In the haze.

wow~ wow~
The sound of gold and stone colliding appeared, and a vague figure was rolled up and turned back.

The golden ghost domain disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

"He's become stronger again," Yang Jian's eyes flashed with fear. Originally, he thought that he had temporarily solved the problem of the recovery of the evil spirits during this period of time, and that he was lucky enough to inherit the ghost dreams left by his father. His strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has the ability to wrestle with Luo Yi.

But when he saw Luo Yi make a move, he realized that the gap between them hadn't been narrowed because of a ghost.

"Ghost eyes are still very taboo to contact him. It seems that his ghost domain is still far stronger than mine." Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows and thought, "But if we really fight, I may not lose. It is rare, as long as I can pull him into a dream, victory is in my hands."

"Is this solved?" The fat man Zhao Liang stared blankly at Luo Yi.

Zhang Han glanced at him with contempt, "The captain is the top ghost master in the country, he only deals with a mere evil ghost, why are you making such a fuss?"

"Boss is awesome!" Zhao Liang provoked Thumbs up, his admiration was beyond words, "Boss, do you still accept the pendant, I decided to hug your thigh."

Zhang Han smiled coldly, "You are such a strong pendant, who can drag you!"

"Brother Han, there are some flaws in this statement. I am not strong. I am puffy. Puffy is not fat. As long as I sweat, my weight will drop immediately." Zhao Liang said seriously.

"Don't be poor, the second letter has appeared." Luo Yi said.

This time, Yang Jian took a step forward and picked up the envelope on the table. After thinking for a while, he actually followed Luo Yi's example and tore it up.

"Damn it, come again!" Chen Shihao's thighs that had just been straightened began to tremble again, and Qian Rong, who was beside him, was so frightened that he passed out.

"Student, you should wait for me to prepare. My three letters are already full. You can tear them up after I go upstairs!" Zhao Liang beat his chest and stamped his feet, so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"That's right, and me. I also have three letters full. It's time for me to go upstairs." Chen Shihao also reacted.

Among the people at the scene, Qian Rong and Zhang Han completed the task of delivering letters once, Chen Shihao and Zhao Liang completed two missions, as for Luo Yi, Sun Rui, and Yang Jian, they were stowaways, but when they invaded the ghost post office During this time, he was automatically recognized as a newcomer.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he thought, "You should have said it earlier, how did I know you were full!"

He opened three ghost eyes overlapping each other, and under the triple ghost domain, a red light spread out, covering an evil ghost that had just appeared in the distance.

The walking posture of this evil ghost is extremely weird, with its arms and thighs straight out, as if it can't turn its joints, giving people a feeling of being stuck.

"It's upside down," Luo Yi said, "Look at his feet!"

Following his guidance, everyone looked around, and suddenly found that the evil spirit was walking backwards with its heels in front and its toes pointing backwards. Naturally, the human body cannot bend its knees in this way.

"You can still act, I underestimate you!"

Yang Jian's face changed slightly, the triple ghost domain was enough to restrain most of the evil spirits, but it seemed that it had little effect on this evil spirit.

"We must make a quick decision." Yang Jian glanced at Luo Yi, feeling ruthless in his heart, the two ghost eyes on his arm pierced through the flesh and superimposed on the other three ghost eyes.

Five layers of ghost domain!

Immediately, the red light condensed into substance and disappeared in a flash.

The devil has been sent away!
"Another fierce man, so powerful!" Chen Shihao exclaimed.

For some reason, this kind of bragging and praising Yang Jian has long been used to, but at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he was a little happy?
The two letters were torn up, and the lights in the ghost post office dimmed a lot. There seemed to be no maliciousness emerging, and there was a faint smell of corpses in the air, and some unknown changes appeared.

After a few breaths, the third letter appeared!

"Red?" Zhao Liang was stunned, "Have you met them before?"

"No." Chen Shihao shook his head, "Our previous letters were all yellow, and I have never heard of red letters."

"Red, this is unlucky!" Zhang Han also said.

In the life of normal people, red represents prosperity, auspiciousness and enthusiasm, but in supernatural events, it usually represents something unusual, dangerous and terrifying.

"Although I don't know why, I feel that this mission of sending letters may not be too simple."

"I'm afraid this is for some of us ghost masters." Luo Yi thought.

Although the ghost post office has lost its helm, the situation left by Luo Wensong has not completely collapsed, so there are 5 floors to separate messengers of different strengths, allowing them to perform tasks of different difficulty.

With the strength of Luo Yi, Yang Jian and others, even the messengers on the 5th floor can only be hanged and beaten here, so after the test of the two letters, it will be the difficulty of hell, which will make the horror full.

Luo Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the letter on the table, his heart throbbing endlessly. This is a warning from the sacrificial gods. If the letter is torn, inexplicable horror will come.

His complexion remained unchanged, his emotions and anger were not displayed, and he handed out the letter, "Yang Jian, come here!"

Yang received the letter indirectly, and the unclosed ghost eyes on his forehead twitched.

"Why don't you come?" (End of this chapter)