Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian and Li Yang did not have a letter delivery mission this time, which meant that they did not need to deliver a letter to the ghost post office this time because their letter delivery mission had not yet arrived.

So the main purpose this time is to completely deal with the problem of the ghost post office itself.

The letter was lit.

A twisted and weird trail appeared out of thin air on a green belt in Guanjiang Community.

The road to the post office appeared.

Only the messenger can see this road. Neither ordinary people nor ghost masters can see this road.

Yang Jian and Li Yang have walked on this road more than once. Although this road looks weird and dangerous, it is actually very safe.

Only messengers can enter the ghost post office, which in turn can also be understood as ghosts cannot enter the post office.

If you are being targeted by ghosts around you, if you take this road in time, you can avoid the attacks of the ghosts and protect your own safety.

But Yang Jian and Li Yang have not yet enjoyed this benefit.

At the end of the twisted path, a building from the Republic of China period was looming, and as the distance got closer, the building became clearer and clearer. As for the scenery behind it, it had long been replaced by a strange darkness.

Yang Jian and Li Yang have left Guanjiang Community and entered the scope of the ghost post office.

Five past five.

The two of them once again stood under the flashing neon sign in front of the post office door.

No matter how many times I visit, this building always feels very uncomfortable.

"There are two purposes for coming here, either to completely control the post office, or to completely destroy the post office. As for delivering letters, it is no longer necessary. According to the previous information, after delivering the three letters on the fifth floor of the post office, the messenger can escape the curse of the post office. To be free, to get out of here, and we don't need it."

Yang Jian said very seriously.

This time he was well prepared.

"It took a lot of effort to get to the fifth floor of the post office. I hope there will be a satisfactory result." Li Yang nodded.

"Go and meet Sun Rui first."

Yang Jian pushed the door open without hesitation at this moment.

The old wooden floor exudes a musty smell and creaks when you step on it. The post office is dark and depressing. Because there are no windows, it can only be illuminated by the dim lights. The post office has not yet turned off the lights, so the danger is still there. If there is no arrival, once the lights are turned off at the post office, the ghost will wander around the post office, which is very dangerous.

There is a large counter in the lobby on the first floor.

"Sun Rui is no longer here." Li Yang's face changed slightly. He saw that there was no one behind the counter, and Sun Rui who was sitting there had disappeared.

Yang Jian also saw this scene, his expression darkened, he strode over and checked the situation near the counter.

He saw an oil lamp placed in an inconspicuous corner under the counter.

The oil in the oil lamp has burned out, which proves that this supernatural item has been exhausted and has no further value for use. However, he found a small piece of red ghost candle in the drawer of the counter.

Although the portion is small, it can at least prove that the red ghost candle has not been burned.

"Could it be that Sun Rui couldn't bear it and was killed by a ghost?" Li Yang expressed his thoughts.

"No, he was not killed by a ghost. I found a red ghost candle on the counter, which shows that Sun Rui is not at the end of his rope yet." Yang Jian said; "And he is not necessarily dead, maybe it is only temporary. He just moved around a bit, after all, he can't really stay here 24 hours a day."

"You should contact Sun Rui by phone first and see if you can contact him."

Li Yang nodded and immediately took out his satellite positioning phone and tried to contact Sun Rui.

However, there is signal interference in the post office. Sometimes the signal can be connected, and sometimes it cannot be connected. There is no pattern at all. It depends on luck.

Unfortunately, the signal was interfered this time and unable to contact the outside world.

"Captain, there's something wrong with the signal. Why don't you leave the ghost post office temporarily and contact Sun Rui? There's no need for us to come today, we can do it tomorrow." Li Yang suggested.

They don't deliver letters, they have plenty of time, and they have enough letter paper in their hands. They can come to the post office whenever they want, without any restrictions.

Yang Jian thought it made sense: "Then leave first and contact Sun Rui first. It doesn't matter if it's one day earlier or one day later."

The two decided to leave first in order to make a phone call.

But just when I was about to do so.

Suddenly.

There was some sudden movement in the silent post office hall. It was the sound of something rolling down the stairs. The object was relatively heavy. It hit the wooden steps one at a time, from far to near, and finally rolled down. In the lobby on the first floor.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his ghost eyes at this moment.

Although his ghost eyes were disturbed and affected in the post office, they were far from being completely suppressed and unable to open.

The darkness dissipates and vision returns.

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes spied an item falling on the first floor.

"I'll go check out the situation first."

He was attracted by the noise and planned to get closer to investigate the situation. There was no rush about the phone call for the time being.

After getting closer, Yang Jian could identify what the fallen thing was.

A large glass bottle is filled with a yellow liquid, which looks like wine and a preservative. Inside the glass bottle is soaked a pale but well-preserved dead head. He closed his eyes quietly, with a peaceful expression, floating inside the glass bottle.

And looking at the style and condition of the glass bottle, we can conclude that it must be a few years old.

In other words, the human head in the glass bottle has been soaked in it for a long time.

But the strange thing is that this human head shows no signs of decay or swelling. Instead, it is very fresh, as if it had just died.

I don’t know if it’s the dead head that’s special, the glass bottle that’s special, or the yellow liquid in the glass bottle that’s special.

"A dead head soaked in a bottle, and it rolled down from upstairs?" Li Yang looked up at the steps.

There was no end in sight, because it was dark above the steps, as if covered in haze, making it impossible to see clearly.

"There are no couriers on the first and second floors anymore. They are dead. There are no couriers on the fourth floor. The last letter delivery mission was also dead. The only ones with messengers are the third and fifth floors." Yang Jian's eyes flashed. : "This thing was either thrown from the fifth floor or from the third floor."

The third floor was the floor where he met Liu Qingqing.

It's just that when Yang Jian delivered the letter, the messengers in other rooms on the third floor did not appear in the post office, so there were still some things that slipped through the net.

The courier on the fourth floor was the most unlucky because a ghost had gotten in. The post office was constantly clearing out the couriers on the fourth floor. Coupled with the arrival of Yang Jian, the last red letter on the fourth floor was extremely dangerous. In the end, most people They all died, and only three people, Yang Jian, Li Yang and Liu Qingqing, survived.

"I think it's something dropped from the fifth floor. The messenger on the third floor can't be so stupid to drop such a weird thing casually. But the fifth floor has always had the habit of throwing things away," Yang Jian analyzed. After that, a conclusion was reached.

Li Yang looked at the dead head soaked in the glass bottle: "Maybe you don't really want to throw something away. Maybe it is a means and method of conveying information. The people on the fifth floor must know some changes in the post office, so they are warned in advance. downstairs."

"It makes sense, but if something is lost at this time, does it mean something is happening on the fifth floor of the post office?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes.

"Let's put aside the matter of contacting Sun Rui for now. If he is really dead, contacting him will be of little significance. If he is not dead, he will naturally appear on the first floor of the post office and leave a signal for him. He can understand it. That’s it.”

After speaking, Yang Jian placed a golden bullet on the counter, left a message, and then quickly rushed up the stairs to the fifth floor with Li Yang.

This bullet is exclusive to the person in charge. Sun Rui will definitely understand that Yang Jian has come when he sees it.

There are priorities.

Yang Jian felt that the changes on the fifth floor were more important than contacting Sun Rui at the moment, so he made a decision at this moment.

However, he did not forget to ask Li Yang to pick up the glass bottle with dead heads soaked in it on the ground. Although he didn't know what the use of this thing was, it was better to bring it with him. At least he couldn't just throw it here casually. After all, there are weird things in the hall on the first floor that need to be handled and kept properly.

Go up quickly along the wooden stairs.

Everything ahead is unclear, shrouded in darkness and haze. The road will appear only if we keep moving forward.

And just when Yang Jian and Li Yang continued to move forward.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's eyes moved and he stopped because he saw another thing left on the wooden stairs in front of him.

It is also a glass bottle, but what is contained in this glass bottle is not a dead head, but a white arm. The arm is lifelike, not mutilated and deformed, as if it had just been cut off and put in.

"The head was on a corpse. It was also dismembered and soaked in a bottle. It seems that one of the people ended up worse. He was cut into pieces and the bodies were stored separately."

Yang Jian walked over, picked it up directly, and then moved on.

"A corpse needs to be dismembered and stored separately. I'm afraid it's not an ordinary corpse. It's not a ghost but also a ghost controller." Li Yang speculated.

Yang Jian said: "The possibility is very high, but we still need to wait until we get to the fifth floor to know the answer."

An arm, a head.

These are the two body fragments that can be found so far.

There were no other finds on the wooden stairs. It seemed that the remaining body fragments were not here.

As the two men moved on.

They found that after crossing a certain floor, the steps began to become incomplete, broken, and no longer complete.

Yang Jian saw that the wooden handrails on the steps had been damaged, and the steps under his feet were also somewhat incomplete, exposing pieces of gaps. These gaps were all kinds of weird, including palm prints, teeth prints, and some marks left after being chopped with sharp weapons. trace.

I don’t know how many traces there are.

But it can be seen that this step has suffered many different degrees of damage, and the marks are old and new.

Some traces look like they are more than ten years old, and some traces look like they were left recently.

"Over such a long period of time, they all performed an almost unified behavior, destroying the steps inside the post office. It's very unusual for the post office to be on the fifth floor." Yang Jian avoided the gaps in the steps.

He knew it in his heart.

This should be the way to the fifth floor of the post office.

Because he had been to the fourth floor of the post office before. The steps were complete. Although they were old, they were not damaged. However, this section of the steps was damaged, and the damage was very serious.

According to normal circumstances, the steps should have collapsed since they were so severely damaged.

But the staircase in the post office did not collapse. It seemed to be maintained by a supernatural force. No matter how damaged it was, the staircase still existed.

After continuing up, Yang Jian saw a door.

An old wooden door, which is half-open, unlocked and half-covered, lies at the end of the stairs.

There are no other roads nearby.

But the weird thing is.

All the steps leading to the old wooden door had been destroyed, and the front was empty except for a dark haze.

"Captain, the road has been destroyed and there is no road left," Li Yang said.

"The closer to the fifth floor, the more seriously damaged the steps are. From this signal, it seems that someone does not want people downstairs to go to the fifth floor of the post office, or that people on the fifth floor of the post office want to isolate themselves from the fourth floor by destroying the steps. It’s just that this shouldn’t be the case. The messenger on the fifth floor can’t be so stupid. Destroying the stairs in this way shouldn’t be effective.”

Yang Jian's eyes flickered: "Because the stairs at the post office are not real, but a supernatural phenomenon. The stairs can be destroyed, but the supernatural phenomena cannot be driven away."

"So, if I guessed correctly, the invisible steps are always there."

After speaking, he took a step forward.

In front of the empty space, there was indeed an invisible step. Yang Jian stood firmly on the step without falling.

Step by step, stepping on the air, the invisible steps always existed, extending into the front of the wooden door.

Li Yang followed behind holding the glass bottle containing the human head.

But at this time.

The dead head, which had its eyes closed and soaked in the yellow water, suddenly opened its eyes.

This scene happened to be caught by Li Yang, who was so shocked that he almost dropped the things in his hands: "Captain, this man is awake and opened his eyes just now."

not only that.

Yang Jian also saw at this moment that the arm soaked in the glass bottle in his hand suddenly twitched its fingers, as if it came to life.

"Can the corpse still move?"

His face darkened and he looked at the human head in the glass bottle in Li Yang's hand.

Judging from the facial features, this should be a woman with short hair.

"It's not surprising that there is such a supernatural phenomenon in this place. Just pay attention, as long as you don't get attacked by the things in the glass bottle. As for the other things, don't worry about it for now. If this dead head dares to cause anything, I will kill him directly. Crucifying it will not give it a chance to cause supernatural effects.”

Yang Jian felt that the dismembered corpse had a secret, and he didn't want to throw it away for the time being. Even if it was a little dangerous, he still wanted to keep it with him.