Mysterious resurgence

A wall collapsed and bodies were scattered on the floor.

These corpses are not ordinary corpses, but messengers who died in this room before. The corpses were more or less controlled by the existence of ghosts during their lives. What kind of consequences will they have if they are released now? Anyone who is not stupid will know Know.

It can be seen that the real danger is emerging.

The exit from here has disappeared, the ghosts are resurrecting, and various supernatural phenomena are emerging one after another. The current situation is a dead end for any ghost controller or messenger.

With the ability of the messengers on the fifth floor, it is impossible for any one of them to leave here alive.

But it's a pity.

Yang Jian cannot be regarded as a normal messenger. He did not enter the post office as an ordinary person. He entered here as a captain to deal with the existence of the ghost post office.

"We can't let these ghosts revive first. No matter what, we have to suppress these corpses for some time. Otherwise, if there are too many ghosts in the room, even I may be in danger."

now.

Yang Jian took action first without hesitation. He held a cracked spear in his hand and did not need the medium to trigger the hatchet. He strode over directly and hacked at the corpses scattered on the ground.

He was very strong, and the hatchet was incredibly sharp when it touched the supernatural corpse.

Corpses were being dismembered by him.

There was a corpse that seemed to have just died. It was very scary. The moment Yang Jian used the hatchet, his gray-white eyes turned and stared at him. At the same time, the pale and bloodless arm was raised with that The stiff palm firmly grasped the cracked spear.

"Can a ghost like you catch my supernatural weapon?" Yang Jian's eyes turned cold.

next moment.

The fresh corpse suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then began to rot rapidly, and the arm holding the cracked spear hung down feebly.

Because the corpse lost its balance, it triggered the mortal curse on the supernatural item.

Even Yang Jian didn't dare to touch this kind of curse. If the ghost touched it, he would be attacked. Although the ghost would not die, the supernatural power would be suppressed.

Once the supernatural power is suppressed, the fresh corpse will naturally decay quickly.

It seems weird, but actually everything is very reasonable.

Without being blocked by the hatchet, Yang Jian directly chopped off the corpse's head. The strange corpses were torn to pieces before the ghost could revive.

After being dismembered, there is no way for Li Gui to recover in a short time.

Subsequently.

The curse of the hatchet broke out.

There were vicious cuts on Yang Jian's body and even on the ghost shadow behind him. The cuts were all horizontal and vertical, as if he was going to be cut into countless pieces. If the curse was allowed to break out, his ghost shadow would be destroyed. To become fragmented, without the slightest ability to act.

But then, a scarlet light enveloped his whole body, and the wounds that had just been opened healed in an incredible way.

Less than a second.

The curse seemed to have been wiped away, leaving no trace of scars on Yang Jian.

"Don't be stingy. It's still necessary to restart. It's a good deal to have these corpses dismembered after a restart." Yang Jian thought to himself.

The danger from the corpses on the ground was easily resolved by him.

Although it seems simple, Yang Jian actually used the most powerful supernatural power he could control so far.

"The source of the supernatural should not come from the toilet, but from the bedroom. I have already observed the living room before. There is nothing special about it. I have only visited the bedroom. But now the whole room has been affected by the supernatural. Is the bedroom I’m not sure if it’s the same bedroom as before.”

Despite this, Yang Jian still had to determine the source of the supernatural within a short period of time.

Otherwise, when the time comes, the corpse on the ground will revive again. If he cannot get out by then, he will be consumed to death here alive, or he will be trapped in this room.

Just when Yang Jian was trapped in the room.

There is another room on the fifth floor of the post office, room 507.

Li Yang stayed in this room and was responsible for watching the door. He did not dare to be careless and always paid attention to the situation outside. If Yang Jian appeared, he would open the door as soon as possible to ensure his safe withdrawal.

But not much time has passed yet.

Li Yang, who was guarding the door, suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door. The footsteps were heavy and regular, which made him immediately alert.

"Another night of footsteps?" He reached out and touched the door.

Be prepared to respond.

Li Yang had not forgotten that when he was on the first floor, Li Gui forced the door open, which almost triggered Li Gui's fatal killing pattern. At that time, he, Yang Jian, and Sun Rui worked together to repel the Li Gui.

"It's not that fierce ghost, is it?"

Thinking like this makes me feel a little uneasy.

However, Li Yang did not panic. He had two supernatural items in his hands, a blood-stained gavel and a dirty old doll.

Used properly, it can handle accidents.

"Here we come." Li Yang heard the footsteps outside the door and wandered around the hall before walking directly towards this side.

There was no pause or hesitation.

The footsteps soon came to the door of the room.

"Li Yang, it's me, open the door." Yang Jian's voice came from outside the door.

Li Yang was relieved when he heard this voice. He immediately let go of his hand and opened the door.

"Crunch!"

But as soon as the door opened, a cold air rushed in from outside. At the same time, the lights in the room seemed to be disturbed by some kind of interference and flickered a few times.

A cold, white palm rested on the edge of the door, trying to push it open and enter.

Behind the palm is a gray-black long sleeve, old and dirty.

"No." Li Yang suddenly woke up. He understood that the person outside the door was not the captain at all, not a living person, but a ghost.

Although the voice just now was the same as that of Yang Jian, when I thought about it carefully, it was just similar, but the tone was different.

He hurriedly bumped against the door, trying to close it and block the evil ghost trying to enter the room.

The supernatural power of the door-blocker appears.

The wooden door shook violently, then twisted and deformed, showing an arc. A huge force appeared, and the door creaked, as if it was being pushed by another ghost to close the door tightly.

However, the pale palm outside the door was firmly pressed against the door.

Even the supernatural power of the door-blocker could not close the door.

And after only being in a stalemate for a moment, Li Yang even found himself slowly retreating.

The door slowly opened.

"This ghost thing is not simple." Li Yang was horrified.

The ghost outside the door actually resisted the ghost blocking the door. He knew exactly what this meant.

As the door was gradually pushed open.

Li Yang didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He picked up a small wooden hammer stained with blood and smashed it against the palm on the edge of the door.

Hitting someone with a mallet doesn't actually hurt, but it's a supernatural item with weird abilities.

When the mallet hit the palm, the palm immediately twisted and deformed, and then the pale palm suddenly retracted, as if it felt pain.

One of the ghost's palms was knocked back.

But the door was still not closed, as if the ghost's body was still blocking the door.

When Li Yang saw the effect, he immediately reached out and swung the dyed wooden hammer at the darkness outside.

He felt the ghost's location and struck once.

With just one hit, the ghost outside the door had to retreat and stopped blocking the door.

"boom!"

next moment.

The door was closed, and the ghost was isolated from the door. It seemed that he had not left because he did not hear the footsteps, but cold sweat broke out on Li Yang's face.

"so close."

He was secretly frightened.

He never expected that a ghost would appear in this way, and he would actually imitate the captain's voice, and he almost got tricked.

"The vigilance is still lacking." He was feeling ashamed and reflecting.

But just now Li Yang had been alert and kept an eye on him. Otherwise, he would have opened the door directly without even a chance to fight back.

After calming down, Li Yang continued to guard the door.

Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, and everything seemed to be calm again.

However, the real Yang Jian never appeared.

Yang Jian was trapped.

Trapped in Room 502, he did not die, but he also did not deal with the supernatural being in Room 502.

Everything seems to be at a stalemate.

But outside the post office.

There is a family living in an ordinary residential building in another small city.

This is a family of three, a couple with an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and they had just finished dinner and were sitting on the sofa watching TV and discussing some news and gossip.

However, right now.

The lights in the living room flickered a few times, as if there was a bad connection, and then the man in his forties on the sofa realized something and looked out the window suddenly.

There was a city scene outside the window, but in his eyes he could vaguely see a Republic of China building with neon lights flashing in the distance.

The building did not exist in reality, it was like an illusion, and only he could see it.

"The balance on the fifth floor is being broken. Is there really someone who can bring out the black letter?" The man stood up, his face looking particularly ugly.

Then, the man hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"I already know that something happened on the fifth floor of the post office again, and this time it's more serious than last time." A gloomy voice came from the phone, also a man.

"what to do?"

"Black letters cannot appear, otherwise our couriers on the fifth floor will be liquidated. There must be a new person on the fifth floor recently, and that new person is not simple. There is nothing else to say. As before, we will join forces to kill him and continue to maintain The previous arrangement.”

"It's night time, lights out at the post office."

There was silence on the other end of the phone: "Then at six o'clock tomorrow morning, kill the newcomer before he knows the function of the black letter. At the worst, we must snatch the letter."

In a hotel in another city.

A graceful and beautiful woman wearing a red cheongsam was looking up at the twinkling lights in the room. Then she also saw a vague road leading to the post office outside the glass window of the room, but the road disappeared soon. Unstable.

"Is the mission of the post office about to begin?" Liu Qingqing fell silent.

What she was most worried about and most uneasy about was going to happen after all.

I thought it would not be so fast, but now it seems that this luck does not exist.