Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 2 Post Office Messenger
The warm sunshine shines on the window, and the breeze carries the fragrance of plants and blows into the corridor.

"It seems that we can leave from here." Zhang Qian stretched out his hand to feel the warm sunshine. It didn't seem like an illusion. "It's a pity that I don't want to leave yet."

He is not a white-eyed wolf, at least he must rescue his senior.And when you have just completed your magic skill, why don't you find a target to test your strength on?

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Just when Zhang Qian was hesitating where to look for someone, a dull crashing sound came from the dark corridor, as if someone was hitting the wall again and again.

Zhang Qian had no intention of coddling him, and strode forward following the sound. Although the environment was getting darker, he found that he could easily detect it by gathering his true energy in front of his eyes.

The surrounding layout has not changed much, except that some items have become old, covered in rust and unknown black stains.There are also mottled mold spots on the walls, and from time to time there are a few pieces of wall covering that have fallen off.

Most of the ward doors were open, and although it was messy, there was no sign of anyone inside.

Following the sound, Zhang Qian walked to a door with three big red characters "Office" written on it. The knocking sound just now came from inside.

He had no fear in his heart. The more tricks he had, the weaker the little demon was. Why would a truly strong person need these fancy things?

Sure enough, as his footsteps approached, the banging sound that was so vigorous just now suddenly stopped.

"Dong dong dong."

Zhang Qian knocked on the door politely, then without waiting for a response, he gathered his energy and kicked him forward.

The door fell directly from the door frame and flew backwards. It landed with a clang and was accompanied by someone's scream.

"Hello, is there anyone?" Zhang Qian walked into the room and looked around, and found a name tag on the desk in the office.

【Qian Deshun】

[Expert from the Department of Psychosomatic Diseases of Huashi No. [-] Psychiatric Hospital]

"Ahem, cough, almost gone." A hand stretched out from behind the door, pushed the door panel open and struggled to get up.

Zhang Qian looked up and down and found that his clothes were messy and his eyeballs were bloodshot. "It turns out to be Dr. Wang. I knocked on the door just now and there was no response, so I just opened the door and came in. Aren't you angry?"

"My surname is Qian... why did you run out? Where are the other doctors and nurses?" The doctor patted the dust on his body and walked towards the door.

Zhang Qian turned slightly sideways, just in time to avoid Doctor Wang's grasping hand, "I know Doctor Wang, I'm also looking for someone else now, do you want to come together?"

……

In the dark corridor.

Zhang Qian suddenly stopped and asked abruptly, "Do you think you are very humorous?"

"what?"

"You laughed all the way. Don't you just think you are very humorous?" Zhang Qian pointed at the corner of Dr. Wang's mouth that grinned from ear to ear. Drool was dripping from the gaping wound.

"You can actually see it!" The doctor quickly wiped the saliva from his mouth, "I just thought of happy things."

However, Zhang Qian slapped him with his backhand, causing his head to do a 360-degree turn. Seeing that he was still alive, he slapped him again with his true energy.

"First of all, I am a cultivator, so it is normal for me to be able to see at night. Secondly, your body really belongs to Dr. Wang, and you still have the badge on it."

The doctor fell down with a bang, and his head rolled into the darkness. The body that he had just watched was still fresh suddenly rotted, and an unpleasant smell hit Zhang Qian's forehead.

Zhang Qian felt that something was wrong from the moment he kicked the door open. How could a normal person keep banging his head against the wall and still stand up calmly after being kicked by him?

"I originally wanted to get some information from you, but who knew you were actually a fool." Zhang Qian wiped his hands in disgust, "Just forget it, why are you rubbing it on me?"

The surrounding environment did not return to normal because of Dr. Wang's death. Zhang Qian added thoughtfully to make sure he was not pretending to be dead, "This is just a puppet. The real owner must be found."

He no longer hesitated, opened the doors violently one by one, and finally found an abnormality in an office. "Hey, are you still alive? If you're not dead, just say something." Zhang Qian knocked on the door and shouted to the shivering figure under the desk.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhang Qian walked in and put his arm on his shoulders, "Why don't you say anything?"

"Ah! Don't kill me!" The guy hit the desk with a bang, covered his head and shrank into a ball. After shaking for a while, he was surprised to find that he was not dead.

"Eh? You're not a ghost."

"Nonsense, what's your name? Do you know where Senior Liu Ren is?"

"My name is Wang Shang, and I don't know where Teacher Liu is..." Wang Shang said a few trembling words, and couldn't help hugging Zhang Qian's legs and crying, "Who are you? Can you help me? I?"

"Forget it if you don't know. You hide here for now while I go find senior." Zhang Qian opened his hand in disgust and prepared to continue walking deeper.

Wang Shang was unwilling to let Zhang Qian leave, so he pulled his trouser legs under the table, "Don't go, there are ghosts outside, many, many ghosts!"

Zhang Qian had to stop and protect his pants, "You mean you have seen ghosts? Then why are you not dead?"

"I don't know, I was so scared when those ghosts rushed in..." Wang Shang shrank in the corner, seeming to recall the purgatory scene again, "The teachers and patients all turned into ghosts... Li Ang, Xu Jing, Zhang Lei... are all dead!"

Zhang Qian checked his neck again and confirmed that he was still alive. "Does that mean you will die if you run away, but you will be fine if you don't move?"

"I don't know..." Wang Shang was still frightened, and he didn't know what happened.

"This morning my classmates and I were doing homework, and the lights suddenly became dim. Then many doctors and patients poured into the office, laughing and calling our names."

"Those classmates couldn't bear it and wanted to run away, but they were caught by the ghost and sent to nowhere. I was the only one who was stunned and safe. As soon as I woke up, I hid under my desk until now."

If you run away you will die, but if you don't move you will be fine...

Zhang Qian touched his chin and said, "It's interesting. Is there any way to tell others this information?"

Zhang Qian's calm look made Wang Shang calm down a lot. He took out his mobile phone but found that it could no longer be turned on. He could only shake his head, "There is nothing I can do. I can't make calls. I can't find the radio station..."

"Then just stay there, and I'll go and get rid of the source." Zhang Qian interrupted Wang Shang's speech, then moved the table to the corner, and blocked the gap behind the table through the wall, "Don't run around, you stubborn It shouldn’t be a problem if we hold on for a while after this.”

Zhang Qian walked out of the office and looked into the deep darkness, "We must hurry up..."

Deep in the corridor on the other side.

The five people walked together, groping their way through the dark corridor.

"Old Wang, it's up to you this time, you must help us survive!" In the darkness, the man with glasses complained in a trembling voice, "This post office is too strange, why do we need to come to such a ghost place to deliver letters? "

Lao Wang held a yellow envelope and comforted him: "Don't worry, we are all messengers on the first floor, the task won't be too difficult."

"That's right, Liu Bing, don't worry. Brother Wang is a veteran who has completed two missions. He will definitely have no problem leading newcomers like us."

"Yeah yeah."

"Yes."

"I feel so too."

"Then I'm relieved." Liu Bing breathed a sigh of relief, "I just need to take the letter..."

Liu Bing was about to ask clearly, but he bumped into Brother Wang. He tugged on Brother Wang's clothes strangely, "Old Wang?"

"Sh-did you notice that there were more than five people just talking?"

(End of this chapter)