I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 79 Attack in the Ghost Post Office
  After leaving the Peace Hotel, He Yin'er was no longer an unarmed cook, but a person whose strength ranked first among those in charge of the headquarters.

Even if it is a ghost post office, she is in awe, but not afraid!

Even though she has not yet become a spiritualist, Taiping Ancient Town's heritage and her own luck and will have grown to a certain extent.

Now if someone dares to take action in the ghost post office and snatch her voucher to go to the Peace Hotel, she will naturally not be polite.

That’s right, he’s a human, not a ghost!

Ghosts don't steal people's things, only people do, they just can't see them temporarily.

A rotten arm with the smell of corpse poked out from He Yin'er's shoulder, as if it had grown newly, but it should have returned to dust long ago.

His arm grabbed a corner of the Peace Hotel map, and at the same time, darkness suddenly enveloped him, covering He Yin'er and the Peace Hotel map.

It was also at this moment that a vague figure finally appeared in the other corner of the map.

This figure was tall and tall, and other parts could not be seen clearly, except for his eyes, which were calm with a hint of surprise.

surprise?

What is he surprised about?
  In just a moment, He Yin'er's face darkened because she understood the meaning in her eyes, "Do you think it's incredible that I can find your existence? Next, even more incredible things will happen. , I hope that you who dare to come and grab things will have the incredible confidence to accept this."

There were footsteps in the darkness.

The source was where He Yin'er was, but the footsteps became faster and faster, and gradually changed from one to two, four, eight...

It seemed like there were countless people running around, looking for something.

The figure turned his head slightly, as if he had seen something interesting, and said with a low smile: "The people who come out of Taiping Ancient Town can only reach this level. Sure enough, the path of the soul summoner is also wrong. Only I can find the true way out."

"You do have some abilities, but your sense of presence is too low? No wonder you can't find you, but it doesn't matter. Even if you are in an idealistic world, when you grab this map, you will already have a vulnerability to be attacked. .”

The rotten arm holding the map sprouted one after another. In just a few breaths, it reached the size of a fist and burst open.

There was no splash of juice, just small rotten arms jumping out one after another, stepping on the map and crawling towards the figure.

But what shocked He Yin'er was.

These small rotten arms did touch the person on the opposite side, but at the moment of contact, they seemed to have lost all their spiritual power and turned into a pool of pus.

No, not losing the supernatural.

But being completely suppressed in the supernatural confrontation will cause such an effect.

"I thought there would be something special about you being chosen by the white mist, but now it seems that I thought too much. In that case, I won't play with you anymore."

The figure's tone of voice was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

He Yin'er gritted his teeth and was about to continue the attack, but when the scene in front of him changed, he actually appeared in the room, and the figure had disappeared.

Also disappearing at the same time was the map of the Peace Hotel in his hand.

In an instant, He Yin'er's face turned extremely pale.

……

"Is this what you tried so hard to get back even if you bullied the juniors?" In the picture frame, or in the real ghost post office, a young man who looked very similar to Yang Jian stood around curiously. He looked at another man and looked at the map in his hand.

"Is it a location-type supernatural item? It seems to be a little different. The development of the times is indeed different, and many new things have appeared."

"The new thing is right, but I don't know how strong it is, so let's take a look together. Let's see how the white mist ghost realm, which even I can't invade, invades this real ghost post office, and how it invades me. The manager of the ghost post office took it away."

"It does sound interesting. It's up to you."

The man said nothing more, but pulled out an old broadsword from behind. The broadsword was covered with dark red bloodstains, and it looked like a very dangerous weapon.

The man brandished an old sword and slashed at the map, "I don't know the rules of use, but since it is a supernatural item, the most direct way is to confront it with supernatural power."

The old sword in his hand is not a mundane thing, but a terrifying supernatural item that can dismember ghosts through the medium, prevent others from using the medium to attack him, and even attack the enemy through anti-intrusion methods.

As the second manager of the Ghost Post Office, the man could not leave the Ghost Post Office. He could only use this method to say hello to the being who wantonly invaded the Ghost Post Office.

tell him:
  You have crossed the line!
  The old sword struck down, and it hit the map by mistake. A thin layer of white mist floated on the map, blocking the old sword without any damage.

The most important thing is that the man cannot trace this attack back to the person or ghost behind the white mist.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slashed a few more times. Each slash carried terrifying supernatural power, but it was blocked by the white mist on the map, which also blocked the retroactive power of the old sword.

Then, the man stopped, took the map into his hand again, and looked at it carefully.

The map is very simple, no, it should be said to be simple. It is just an ordinary A4 size paper folded. The map on it is also very simple, just a few simple lines, which looks like the graffiti of a primary school student.

The four words Peace Hotel are written below these lines, indicating the destination on the map.

"You're not going to give up just like that, are you? This is not like the Zhang Xianguang I know."

The man, or rather Zhang Xian, said without looking back: "I am very interested in this hotel. Rather than destroying it, I want to see what this hotel looks like."

The other man nodded.

He believed in Zhang Xianguang's strength. The old sword just now was terrifying, but it was just the tip of Zhang Xianguang's iceberg.

Zhang Xianguang's real strength is himself, not these supernatural objects.

after all.

This is the heritage of an era.

He Yin'er had entered the Peace Hotel in the Ghost Post Office, and the way she used the map was naturally clearly seen by Zhang Xianguang.

Following He Yin'er's method, Zhang Xianguang gave it a try.

A white mist surged out of the Peace Hotel map and was about to cover Zhang Xianguang. This white mist came very suddenly, as if it was not an invasion from the outside world, but came from the map itself.

"When I asked how this White Mist Ghost Domain invaded, it turned out that a hole was opened in the Ghost Post Office through this map. It was a trick!"

Zhang Xianguang sneered and let the white mist cover him.

(End of this chapter)