Mysterious resurgence

After entering room No. 7, Yang Jian's face immediately darkened.

Decorated in the style of the Republic of China, with old-fashioned tiles, chandeliers, and slightly faded furniture, the whole room is filled with a dark style, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

But that's not the point.

The point is that the layout of this room is exactly the same as the mysterious corridor room in the Caesar Hotel.

He has been to that place twice, and there is no mistaking it after entering several of the rooms. The layout and decoration style are very similar. Except for some individual furniture items that are slightly different, everything else is almost the same. of.

"The two are indeed related." Yang Jian thought to himself.

The ghost post office and the weird hotel are products of the same period.

"There are four people in the room, and they are all grown men. There is only one bed. How are we going to sleep tonight? If this spreads out, people will laugh." Sun Rui stared at the wooden bed in the bedroom and couldn't help but He knocked on the wooden board with his golden cane.

Li Yang said: "Let's make do with it for one night. I feel something is wrong in this place, especially after the lights were turned off just now."

After speaking, he looked in the direction of the door.

The old wooden door was a little deformed. Even if it was closed, it was not tight. There were still cracks as thick as a finger. Through those cracks, he could clearly see the darkness outside. This darkness seemed to have already It has formed substance and even penetrated a little.

"Your senses are much stronger than mine." Sun Rui glanced at him and said.

"I'm just special. As long as I enter a house with rooms, my senses are more sensitive, but I can't detect anything outside." Li Yang said.

Sun Rui nodded and said: "I have done research in this area and even wrote a paper. I think the so-called ghost controller's induction of powerful ghosts is actually that the killing pattern of ghosts has been triggered, and we ghost controllers have Once you have restrained the murderous pattern of the ghost in your body, you will have an indescribable feeling."

"It's like walking on the street and looking at a beautiful woman. Even if the beauty is unfamiliar to you and you don't like that type, as a man, you can't help but glance at her, but then you restrain yourself and look away."

"This is the intersection of instinct and reason, which leads to some behaviors that you can't control."

"The ghost is instinct, the one who controls the ghost is restraint. Under the conflict, the reaction of the action appears. Unfortunately, my paper was not recognized by the headquarters. It was thought that I lacked the corresponding evidence. Everything was just conjecture and conception. In fact, This is a relatively euphemistic way of saying it. To put it simply, the headquarters thinks that what I said is nonsense and is not enough to be published as a paper."

After saying that, he sighed deeply, feeling very sorry.

"I didn't expect you to be a cultural person." Yang Jian walked over and said in surprise.

Sun Rui smiled: "I even want to write a book about "I am a big man and the person in charge". I have already contacted the publishing house and plan to print millions of copies first. I guarantee that they will sell well. Unfortunately, the book has not been written yet. End, Captain Yang, don’t look at me like this. I graduated with a bachelor’s degree and used to submit articles to publishing houses. Do you want me to publish an autobiography for Captain Yang someday? I guarantee it will be wonderful.”

"The name is "That Man Is From.""

Before he finished speaking, Yang Jian interrupted him: "Okay, okay, you can save these words for later. Enough things have happened today, and we are now in this ghost post office, and We are the ones who invaded directly, no one is sure whether it will have any bad effects."

"I will keep vigil tonight. You can find a place to rest. Starting tomorrow, I will go to the fifth floor. Your name is Wang Shan, right? You said you have a method on the fifth floor. Aren't you going to talk about it? I hope your method is true. It's useful, rather than saying something unrealistic, I'm not that easy to deal with."

At this moment, his attention shifted to the young man who was about nineteen or twenty years old.

Wang Shan smiled slightly: "I am not that Wanxing. Of course I have a feasible method. In addition, the reason why I am willing to help a few people is because I want to leave here alive and have no other ideas."

"A messenger upstairs said, I don't know whether it's true or not, that there is a staircase on the fifth floor of this post office that leads to the outside. People who leave here through that staircase can get rid of their identity as messengers and no longer have to deliver letters. To be free from this curse, I guess I have no choice but to take a gamble.”

"But my ability is limited. If I just go upstairs slowly by delivering letters, I will definitely die. So I am helping the three of them, and I hope that they can give me a hand when the time comes."

He confessed everything to dispel Yang Jian and others' concerns.

As an ordinary person, Wang Shan is very aware of the dangers of these people. Once he provokes them, it is definitely not a joke to kill him casually.

"Really? Is there a staircase leaving here on the fifth floor?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't completely believe this.

"We'll talk about this later, so what's the method you mentioned to get upstairs quickly?"

"Sit down first, let me speak slowly. We have plenty of time now, so we are not in a hurry, right?" Wang Shan said with a smile.

Yang Jian sat down casually and said, "Indeed, there is plenty of time to talk slowly tonight."

Wang Shan thought for a moment, seemed to be organizing his words, and then said: "The mission of the messenger seems to be just to deliver letters. In fact, many unspoken rules are not explained. These unspoken rules are like hidden loopholes, waiting for every moment. A messenger needs to dig and try, and such an attempt requires boldness and huge risks.”

"Take tearing up letters, for example. There is no clear rule in this post office that you can tear up letters, but someone happened to do it and survived. So this unspoken rule was passed down orally by the messengers."

"However, this is just one of the unspoken rules."

Yang Jian nodded and said: "It makes sense, keep talking."

"During the time when I became a messenger, I carefully reasoned and researched, and found a loophole in going upstairs. Well, it's not actually a loophole. It's a rather special method of going upstairs. Ordinary people can't complete this method, and they will die. It’s tragic, only special people are capable of doing it.”

Wang Shan is very calm, and this steady mentality is completely inconsistent with his own age.

"Messengers all know that after everyone's third letter, they will go up one level, but new people will join at each level, which will cause a strange phenomenon. Some people have already sent two letters, and some have already sent two letters. But the person didn’t send a letter, and this kind of discrepancy will cause newcomers and veterans to stay on the same floor.”

"At first I thought that veterans could give guidance to newbies, increase the survival rate, and avoid some detours. Later I thought that was not the case."

"This post office is not so humane and will care about the life and death of a newcomer, so I think this situation is to allow newcomers to get up to speed faster."

"So when you go upstairs, it's not the number of times you send letters, but the key letters upstairs." Wang Shan said seriously: "The third letter in everyone's hand is the letter upstairs. If you can grab it and deliver it yourself, , as long as it succeeds, then this person will most likely replace the original messenger and successfully go upstairs."

"As a price, the number of times the courier has sent letters may be cleared, and you need to start over to deliver three more letters."

Yang Jian looked at him and said in a deep voice: "That's a good guess. Do you have any evidence?"

"No." Wang Shan shook his head and smiled: "But I want to bet on how many people can go upstairs. I will be sent to the third letter soon. Then my letter can be sent to you, and the ten thousand Xing is also the third letter, you can grab it, but as for the woman named Qian Rong, she just sent a letter, which is not in line with the goal."

"In other words, two of the three of us can get the letter upstairs and go upstairs?" Yang Jian said.

"Yes." Wang Shan nodded.

Yang Jian said again: "Are you willing to send your letter upstairs?"

Wang Shan smiled bitterly and said: "This is the best way. So what if I go to the second floor? I have to continue delivering the letter. If I go all the way, I will definitely die miserably, so I can only bet everything on Some of you are with me, I bet you can take me with you when you leave."

"This is an unequal transaction. All I can trust is the credibility of a few people. If they don't take me seriously, there's nothing I can do about it."

What he said was rather miserable.

But that was the fact. He was just an ordinary person. After careful calculation, he felt that the probability of reaching the fifth floor alive was too small. The appearance of Yang Jian, Sun Rui, and Li Yang might be a major turning point.

Uncertain factors can always bring about uncertain changes.

It is this kind of uncertain change that Wang Shan is betting on.

"You are a smart person, much better than many people. To be honest, I admire your attitude of recognizing reality. I have met many people, and to be honest, most people's brains are not half as clear as yours."

Yang Jian said; "Okay, I promise you, if there is a chance, I will take you out."

"Thank you Captain Yang." Wang Shan said gratefully.

"Stop talking for a moment. I want to ask, was this room like this before?" Suddenly, Sun Rui pointed in the direction of the door.

At this moment, the darkness outside the door seeped in, and nearly half of the living room was affected, as if shrouded in a layer of shadow. The darkness was getting worse, and the surrounding lights were dimming.

It felt like there was something out there affecting all of this.

"No, this has never happened before." Wang Shan's expression suddenly changed: "Only something is wrong today. Sure enough, only one person can live in a room. If there are more people, some terrible anomalies will appear."

"Quiet."

Yang Jian suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Immediately, Wang Shan stopped talking. He didn't say much.

Sun Rui and Li Yang also stared at the wooden door.

There was no sound of conversation, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, with no noise at all.

"Tap, tap!"

Suddenly, outside the door, in the post office hall on the first floor, a faint footsteps appeared. The footsteps were very deep, echoing in the darkness outside, and gradually getting closer, the sound also followed. The change in distance became clearer.

A footsteps echoing in the darkness?

Everyone was shocked.

"It's a ghost." Yang Jian said with a sullen face and a lowered voice.

"This place is really unlucky." Sun Rui cursed in a low voice.

Li Yang became particularly nervous: "What should I do?"

"Don't worry, they may not be coming for us." Yang Jian gestured, and then he did not retreat, but instead approached the door head-on.

Wang Shan on the side was breaking out in a cold sweat. He was just an ordinary person, and he knew very well that if he was targeted by a ghost, he would definitely die, so he did not dare to move at this moment. He just bit his lip and forced himself to overcome his fear and calm down.

After all, there are three people in charge here.

The footsteps outside became more and more sober.

From the sound, you can already tell that the location of the thing is in the corridor outside the door. This corridor is not big. If you do some calculations in your mind, you should be able to determine that the footsteps are probably at the location of Room 1 and 2.

But the footsteps didn't stop yet.

It should be room three or four now.

"We've arrived at Room 5." Yang Jian squinted his eyes slightly and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from.

The heavy footsteps still showed no sign of stopping.

It's room six.

Very close, very close.

It has appeared next door, but there should be no one living next door.

Room No. 6 is empty, and Wan Xing and Qian Rong live in Rooms 1 and 3.

"Captain Yang, it seems he is coming for us." Sun Ruijie held his cane, squinted his eyes, and looked extremely serious.

Can you fight it?

He felt uneasy and couldn't estimate, because the ghosts outside were completely unknown existences, and it was impossible to judge their level and degree of danger.

Maybe it's weak, maybe it's scary.

"Stopped."

Suddenly.

The footsteps outside the door stopped. At this moment, Yang Jian could clearly feel that something was standing behind the wooden door.

But due to the influence of the outside environment, even if you try to peek through the crack in the door, you won't be able to see anything clearly.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes have been opened.

In this ghost post office, his ghost eyes are suppressed unless the fifth level ghost realm is opened.

But he didn't.

"The ghost eye's sight is blocked and cannot see through the door. Sure enough, this place is the same as that hotel. All the buildings are special and even the ghost eye cannot see through it."

Yang Jian thought to himself, then gestured and said, "If that thing wants to attack us, confront it head-on. After all, it's difficult to escape if a ghost is targeting it."

But he had just finished speaking.

An unbelievable thing made Yang Jian's hair stand on end instantly, and a feeling of horror welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Dong, dong dong."

A muffled, dull knock on the door rang.

The voice is familiar.

correct.

It's the knocker's way of killing.

Knock on the door and kill.

"How is it possible?" Yang Jian's mind was filled with disbelief.

The ghost knocking on the door has obviously been imprisoned by him personally. Now it is in Dachang City. How come there is still a ghost knocking on the door?

You know, since ghosts appeared in this world, there have been no two identical ghosts.

"Wait a minute, this is not a knock on the door to kill someone. No one in the house was attacked by the knock on the door." Yang Jian reacted suddenly.

Even Wang Shan, an ordinary person, is still alive.

This was enough to prove that the knock on the door that triggered death was not the one he was familiar with.

So what does this knocking sound that is exactly like the knocker mean?