Mysterious resurgence

It was already evening when Yang Jian finished his meal and prepared to go home.

Xiong Wenwen's mother, Chen Shumei, was very enthusiastic and wanted to give him a ride to express her gratitude.

Thinking that they were all in the same community and not far apart, Yang Jian did not refuse.

"Captain Yang, this period of time has been really troublesome for you. If it weren't for you, Wenwen would never be able to come back to me. Although Wenwen has become like this now, at least he is still alive and as lively as before. , I am already very satisfied." Chen Shumei said as she walked on the road.

"As for the future, Wenwen will ask Captain Yang to take care of him. He is still a child and is not sensible. If he says something wrong or offends something, I hope Captain Yang will not forget it."

"How can I be as knowledgeable as a child? Aunt Chen, you are too worried." Yang Jian said in a calm voice.

Chen Shumei said with a bit of sadness: "Captain Yang, will Wenwen be fine in the future? Wenwen can live in this situation forever."

"I don't know. In the supernatural circle, many people have unique experiences. No one knows what they will be like or how long they will live. What's more, Xiong Wenwen has become a special kind of alien. Although the future situation cannot be determined, it is certain It’s much better than before.”

Yang Jian didn't hide anything and told the truth.

"I see."

Chen Shumei nodded, beginning to accept this reality in her heart.

However, at this moment, the two street lights on the roadside suddenly flickered, and then suddenly went out.

Yang Jian seemed to be slightly aware of it, and his footsteps stopped subconsciously. His eyes with a faint red light looked in the direction where the street lights were extinguished.

Between the two extinguished street lights, there was originally a green belt in the community, but at this time, for some reason, a path suddenly appeared.

The path winds and turns, getting darker and darker as you go inside. At the end of the dim path, a five-story Republican-style building looms in the mist, like a mirage or a blurry projection in the distance. It's not clear, but you can still see the neon sign flashing on the door of the building.

The colorful lights give people a weird and mysterious feeling.

"Captain Yang, what's wrong?" Chen Shumei asked curiously, stroking her hair that was messed up by a wisp of cool wind.

Yang Jian stood still, he frowned, looked at the place where the lights went out and said, "There is a road there, have you seen it?"

"No, no, there is nothing there. Did something happen?" Chen Shumei felt confused.

Yang Jian suddenly understood.

This road should only be visible to you and not to other unrelated people.

"Aunt Chen, just send her here. Go home immediately. I still have some personal matters to deal with." Yang Jian said.

"Okay, Captain Yang, if you are busy, I won't cause any trouble to you, Captain Yang. If you have time in the future, you can come to my house for a casual meal." Chen Shumei said.

Yang Jian responded without saying anything more. His eyes were attracted by the strange path that suddenly appeared.

That road is the road to the ghost post office.

I am in Dachang City, and the ghost post office is in Dahan City. They are so far apart, but the influence of the ghost post office can actually come here.

It's incredible.

After Chen Shumei left, Yang Chen received a call.

It's Li Yang calling.

After Yang connected, Li Yang hurriedly said: "Captain Yang, the situation is not good. The ghost post office has appeared. A road has appeared in front of me, which seems to let me go to the ghost post office. I can already see the Republic of China-era building here. building."

"Captain Yang, what should we do now?"

"I also have the situation you mentioned here. It seems that the mission of the courier is about to begin. I didn't expect that the ghost post office would appear in such an incomprehensible way." Yang Jian said to the phone: "Get ready immediately to follow us. Let me go to the ghost post office together."

"Based on this situation, if we don't go back to the post office along the road, there should be some kind of danger. The post office will not let the courier go so easily."

"Okay, I get it, but are we the only one to go? Don't the others shout?" Li Yang asked. He felt that more people are more powerful and safer.

Yang Jian said: "No, we have accidentally become couriers. Others are not. They should not be able to see the existence of the post office, so the two of us should go on this trip. In addition, Sun Rui should have also encountered the same thing. If so, contact him and ask him to prepare to come to the ghost post office."

"Okay, okay, Captain Yang." Li Yang said.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jian quickly walked home.

He needs to bring something prepared in advance to avoid encountering another crisis.

However, when Yang Jian returned home to pick up his things, it was probably not an illusion. He felt that the winding path leading to the ghost post office was getting closer and closer to him.

No, it’s not the small road that’s approaching me, but the building from the Republic of China period, the ghost post office.

The distance is getting closer.

That weird building seems to be targeting every courier. If you don't return to the post office, you will probably be forced to enter after the post office approaches you.

There is no choice or escape.

Unless you are the top ghost controller and open the ghost domain to the fifth level, you may be able to escape the influence of the ghost post office.

Yang Jian didn't intend to delay any longer. He moved very quickly and immediately arrived at the fifth floor of his home, where he gathered all his things and prepared to go out.

"Jiang Yan, I have to go on a business trip and won't be in Dachang City during this time." He said hello.

"ah?"

Jiang Yan hurriedly ran out of the room when she heard the sound, but as soon as she walked out, she saw Yang Jian striding out and disappearing quickly.

Yang Jian set foot on the winding path and at the same time sent a message to Feng Quan.

While he is away, he is temporarily in charge of the team's affairs.

After all, Dachang City must be managed by someone in charge. As for how to arrange it, Yang Jian didn't care and let Feng Quan handle it. Anyway, compared to the current situation, these are just trivial matters.

"This road does not exist in reality, but it can connect reality and the ghost post office, sending people into a supernatural space."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly as he moved along the winding path.

The distance we walked was not long, but the ghost post office was quickly approaching us in an incomprehensible way.

I felt the interference of supernatural power from the distance, and I couldn't tell how far away the ghost post office was from the entrance of the path.

Yang Jian had encountered this phenomenon more than once. It had been like this in ghost paintings before, so it was nothing to make a fuss about.

soon.

He stood at the gate of the ghost post office again.

The neon lights are flashing and the lights are bright.

But the surroundings were dark, shrouded in fog, and nothing could be seen, and no living person could be seen. It seemed that the post office had become everything here, isolated in some supernatural world.

Or perhaps, this supernatural space exists because of this ghost post office.

"It's five-thirty now." Yang Jian looked at the time.

At six o'clock the lights will go out in the post office.

At that time, there will be evil spirits wandering around the building, and they will also attack people in the post office. As for the triggering conditions, it is still unclear.

It may be because Yang Jian was not a messenger but invaded the post office forcefully last time, or it may be because a group of people stayed in the same room.

Anyway.

In this situation, Yang Jian must not be targeted by that evil ghost again, otherwise it will be very dangerous.

"Captain." Suddenly.

Next to the post office door, Li Yang's figure suddenly appeared. He looked slightly nervous and he was here now.

"It's almost time, let's go in." Yang Jian nodded and opened the post office door.

He and Li Yang walked into this ghost post office again.

The old wooden floor made a creaking sound when stepped on, and there was a cold, damp, moldy atmosphere in the air. In the dim environment, a few dim lights barely illuminated the surroundings.

There are old portraits hanging on the walls on both sides.

The portraits include men and women, old people and young people, all different.

However, these portraits have an indescribable strange feeling in this environment.

It's as if the people in the portrait are secretly peeping at you with some strange eyes.

It makes people feel uncomfortable, and they can't help but start to become suspicious.

"This is the first floor of the post office, the lobby." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Li Yang asked: "According to previous speculation, we should be on the second floor at this time. Doesn't the red letter count as a mission? Are we not allowed to go to the second floor?"

"Go in and take a look before we talk."

Although Yang Jian has been here once, he knows very little about the situation here, because the information obtained from Wang Shan and Wan Xing is really limited. They can only be regarded as newcomers among the messengers and cannot really touch this place. The real secret of Donggui Post Office can only be known by the old messenger upstairs.

The two stepped on the old wooden floor and walked deeper into the post office.

At this time, the situation in front of me changed.

The zigzag-shaped room on the first floor disappeared. All of these rooms 11, 12, 13 no longer existed, replaced by a huge staircase several meters wide.

The stairs were also made of wood, and the material was the same as the floor they had walked on before, but it was shrouded in a layer of darkness. The darkness became darker as it went up, and in the end it was impossible to see clearly what was at the end of the stairs.

"The stairs are really coming out. That Wang Shan is right. Once the messenger meets the conditions for going upstairs, he will appear through the stairs on the upper floor."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Based on the previous situation, the buildings and halls in the Ghost Post Office are common. The first, second, and third floors are most likely divided. There is no right way. If there is a way to go upstairs, the probability of the ghost master trying to force his way upstairs is indeed very small."

"Not to mention those couriers who are ordinary people, there is no way to resist the rules of the ghost post office."

He looked behind him.

The dim post office hall was empty.

It seems that Sun Rui hasn't come yet.

"Let's go upstairs first." Yang Jian immediately stepped on the wooden stairs without hesitation and went all the way upstairs.

Li Yang naturally followed.

He had joined Yang Jian's team and was a formal member, so naturally he had to act together. However, he did not complain and always obeyed Yang Jian's orders.

It’s just that Li Yang has only been in the supernatural circle for a short period of time, and Li Yang is not experienced enough, and he lacks courage and experience.

The wooden stairs have the feeling of walking on the winding path before.

The sense of distance and space felt some kind of supernatural influence and became chaotic.

It looked like he just walked up a dozen stairs, but in fact he entered a place where even Yang Jian didn't know.

He looked up and saw that there was still darkness in front of him. The darkness condensed in the depths and turned into pitch black, blocking all sight. The same was true when he looked behind him.

All that can be seen now is this section of stairs.

"Crunch, crunch."

The sound made by Yang Jian's steps on the stairs seemed to be louder. He could even feel that the stairs were shaking. It felt like it was about to fall apart or collapse. It was very unsafe.

But.

In a supernatural place, this feeling of seemingly collapse never actually occurs.

This staircase is not maintained by the wood itself, but is formed by erosion by some supernatural force.

"Stop."

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly saw a person on the stairs in front.

He wasn't sure if he was alone.

Because that person was lying on the stairs, in a fallen position.

But the man's clothes were very old, not in the style of this era, a bit like a Chinese tunic suit, and his body was stiff and motionless, and he seemed to have no breath.

"It can't be a ghost, right?" Li Yang said cautiously, lowering his voice.

"It's possible it's just a corpse. Of course, the possibility of a ghost is not ruled out. Let's go over and have a look. We'll talk about it later."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly. He didn't turn around and run away when he saw a body lying on the stairs, but approached boldly.

Even if it is a ghost, if the ghost's killing pattern is not triggered, the probability of being targeted is still low.

After getting slightly closer.

He saw the dead man more clearly.

A corpse indeed.

His face was pale, there were bruises in some places, and his body was cold, as if he had been dead for several days.

But judging from his clothes, it seemed that he had died not just for a few days, but for a long, long time.

The body was not decomposed, and Yang Jian could not tell how many days this person had been dead.

He only knew that this person was not a threat for the time being.

Because there is no movement.

"It's a false alarm. Ignore the body and move on." Yang Jian said.

The two didn't stay long.

Although I want to go to the second floor, I am also afraid that if I stay here too long, some unpredictable danger may occur.

Although the corpse just now was not a threat, the appearance of this corpse has cast a shadow on people's hearts.

After all, there are really evil spirits in this ghost post office.

With the departure of Yang Jian and Li Yang.

The corpse lying quietly on the stairs was obviously stiff and motionless, but for some unknown reason it strangely slipped down a few steps.

The body remained the same as before.

Everything is as if nothing happened.