Mysterious resurgence

In the old second floor corridor.

The cold wind blew in the corridor, and the red letter confetti scattered on the ground was rolled up and scattered all over the floor.

The pieces of red paper looked like ghosts clinging to them. All the messengers on the second floor felt like they were avoiding them. They didn't even dare to touch them, for fear of being contaminated by some curse and dying unexpectedly.

There are many experienced people among the messengers on the second floor.

Liu Mingxin is one of them. From the moment he became a messenger, he sent five letters in succession and came into contact with real supernatural beings five times.

And each time it becomes more terrifying.

Under normal circumstances, if he sends another letter, he can become the messenger on the third floor.

But unexpectedly, an accident happened.

The torn red letter will bring the most terrifying crisis to everyone on this level.

The evil spirit is about to attack.

The lights in the corridor flickered, and a cold atmosphere enveloped the place. The surroundings seemed to have become a little dark, and a black mist gradually eroded and covered this floor.

The scariest thing is.

All the doors of the seven rooms on this floor were suddenly opened in an instant, making a loud noise.

There seemed to be some strange movements coming from some rooms.

"Why are you doing this? Are you really not afraid of death at all? If you want to die yourself, why drag us into the water." Liu Mingxin forced himself to calm down and asked Yang Jian loudly.

"I should have killed you with one shot just now to avoid being killed by you."

"Where did this newcomer come from? If you have the guts to report your address, believe it or not, I can kill your whole family with just one phone call."

Not only him, the other messengers also became very violent and wanted to tear Yang Jian into pieces.

After all, they all still have hope of living, and no one will take the initiative to tear up letters before facing a desperate situation.

Darkness enveloped.

Yang Jian's figure was a little blurry in the darkness, but his eyes were emitting a strange red light, and his voice was cold and almost emotionless: "If you are not satisfied with me, you can kill me right here. , No need to scream there, after all, I can understand fighting for survival."

"So, if I am killed by you, I deserve it. I don't blame you. But if you die, I hope you don't blame me. After all, you can't get out of this ghost post office alive. Instead of dying here, How about I help you on the way to deliver the letter to make the process less painful."

"So, who wants to take action now?"

As he spoke, he walked along the corridor, passing Rooms 27 and 26, preparing to return to Room 21 where he stayed before.

Li Yang's ghost blocks the door and needs to enter the room to be effective.

So Yang Jian planned to resist the attack of the evil ghost in the room.

Many messengers in the corridor were staring at Yang Jian, as if they wanted to take action, but they were afraid.

They are not stupid. It can be seen that this man named Yang Jian is too special, his expression is too calm, and he looks indifferent as if he has no emotions. The strangest thing is that his eyes always exude a faint aura. Red light, being stared at is like being spied on by a ghost.

It makes people feel creepy.

If this person wasn't still standing here talking to everyone, some people would even think that the person in front of them is not a person at all.

Yang Jian passed by these people and ignored them as if they were nothing.

The second floor of the ghost post office was not worth his time.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a gunshot.

The tall, muscular man with a ferocious expression shot from behind.

"What are you pretending to be? Do you really think I dare not take action? If you want to kill me, I will kill you first."

Finished.

Gunshots rang out one after another, and there was no possibility of missing at such a close distance.

"Lu Yue, stop it." The man named Cai Yu's face changed suddenly and he shouted hurriedly.

The others were stunned when they saw this scene.

He actually took action.

Although it was understandable that Lu Yue would take action, was this person who tore up the red letter really easy to mess with?

However, no matter how special the newcomer on the first floor is, he should be finished after being shot so many times.

After all, he is only one person.

It is impossible to be as invincible as the evil ghost.

Many people think so.

But the reality is that Yang Jian turned around expressionlessly and looked at the tall and muscular man with a pair of red eyes.

The gunfire stopped.

Everyone was horrified.

Can't this person be killed?

Lu Yue was also shocked. He opened his eyes wide, as if he did not expect such a situation to happen.

But soon.

He thought of what happened in room 21 last night.

No wonder Chen Xing in room 21 was killed. How could he hold that room in the face of such a person.

next moment.

Lu Yue was startled. Before he could react, a cold and black hand had already strangled his neck.

The strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms was easily lifted up by Yang Jian, a slightly thin man.

Lu Yue's face turned red and he struggled hard, but to no avail.

This man's strength was astonishing, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from this terrifying shackles.

"Crack!"

Then, there was a clear sound of cracking bones.

Yang Jian flicked his arm and threw the man out of the corridor on the second floor with an indifferent expression.

The corpse fell and quickly disappeared into the darkness, making no sound.

died.

The courier on the second floor, Lu Yue, who was more intimidating, was easily killed.

The others were silent now.

But it seems that it is not difficult to accept such a result.

A person who can't even be killed with a gun has fallen out of the category of an ordinary messenger. He is almost unsolvable on this floor. If he wants to kill someone, no one can resist him. He can simply do whatever he wants.

Here it is.

No one dared to accuse Yang Jian of breaking the letter anymore.

Everyone's dissatisfaction disappeared completely. Even if there was any, it had to be buried deep in their hearts.

"He is indeed a person who cannot be offended." The messenger named Cai Yu gradually cast a shadow in his heart.

Being on the same floor with such people is a very scary thing.

"ah!"

However, just when the atmosphere was solemn, a scream of horror suddenly sounded.

A man standing in the corridor suddenly felt as if his body was pulled by something. He flew backwards and crashed into the open door of Room 23 behind him.

The room with the lights out was dim, even a little dark, and nothing could be seen.

But many people clearly felt that something seemed to appear in that room, and that there was some kind of incomprehensible terror entrenched in it.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the door to Room 23 suddenly closed again at this time, and the screams of the man who was dragged inside by something stopped abruptly.

It seemed that the person had been killed by something, or the closed door blocked all sounds inside.

"What?"

Several people nearby had just recovered from the fight between Yang Jian and Lu Yue, and were instantly frightened by this sudden and strange moment.

"It's a ghost. There is a ghost in the room. The price for tearing up the letters will come." Wan Xing, who had just come up from the first floor, shouted emotionally.

His whole body was shaking, fear gripping his whole body.

Because he noticed the most desperate thing, that was the second floor of the post office. The space was very small and there was almost nowhere to escape.

"Have ghosts invaded the messenger's room? Are you kidding me?" Cai Yu, the messenger on the second floor, shrank her eyes and subconsciously left the door behind her.

Not only was the dark room unable to provide safe protection for the messenger, but it had become a source of terror.

The corridor appears to be safe.

Because there was still a faint yellow light on in the corridor. Although the light still flickered from time to time, it did not go out after all.

"The ghost is in the room?"

The others suddenly felt horrified and their whole bodies felt cold.

Because they had stayed in the room all night before, and they had stayed there before.

If this time Yang Jian tore up the red letter and attracted a fierce ghost to attack, then there must be a source for this ghost.

Could it be that there was a ghost in the room?

People who realize this feel an inexplicable fear and fear in their hearts.

Living in the same room with a ghost for many days?

If this was known in advance, who would dare to stay in this terrible room longer.

But now doesn't seem to be the time to think about that.

Yang Jian stopped, because he was now standing at the door of Room 21, but his eyes were looking at the door of Room 23 that had just been closed.

"Captain Yang, there seems to be some movement in the room." Li Yang stood nearby, his expression changed slightly, and he noticed something abnormal coming from the depths of Room 21.

This is the perception of the ghost master.

"Where is the specific location?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yang said: "Probably in the bedroom."

bedroom?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: "Where was the woman named Qian Rong staying last night?"

"Yes." Li Yang suddenly realized: "She never left the room just now."

"Come in with me."

Yang Jian suddenly strode into room 21.

Li Yang followed immediately.

Room 21, with the lights turned off, was shrouded in a layer of darkness, but the darkness was not dense. You could barely see the outline of the walls, seats, and doors in the room.

The bedroom door is closed at the moment.

I don’t know if it has been opened before or not.

"Location." Yang Jian asked.

Li Yang immediately pointed to the bedroom.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, and his eyes with a faint red light ignored the darkness. He saw faint marks remaining on the door.

Those are bloodstains.

There were even a few pieces of women's fingernails attached to the ground.

The blood stains and remaining fingernails were very new and had just happened, probably no more than five minutes ago.

"Did the woman named Qian Rong be dragged into the bedroom by a ghost?" Yang Jian's eyes moved.

He immediately walked over and came to the door of the bedroom, leaning against the door as if to listen to what was going on inside.

Quiet.

There was no noise at all, and certainly no cries for help or screams.

Dead?

Yang Jian thought in his heart.

That woman, I saved her once yesterday, but she died this time.

Although it was indirectly because I tore up the red letter, there was nothing I could do about it.

If Yang Jian doesn't tear up the letter, then he has to deliver the letter. If he delivers the letter, more people will die if there is a supernatural incident outside.

"Have a look."

After pondering for a moment, Yang Jian tried to open the bedroom door.

Although the wooden door was tightly closed, it was not locked and could easily be pushed open through a gap.

A penetrating coolness wafted out, with a faint smell of corpses in it.

But there was still no movement inside.

Yang Jian looked inside and peeked into a corner of the room.

He saw the woman named Qian Rong.

His eyes were wide open, his neck was hanging on the head of the bed, and his blood-stained hands reached towards the door. He seemed to be making a final struggle, but his breath was gone, and his body was rapidly getting cold.

The judgment is correct.

This woman is indeed dead.

Her desire to survive is very strong, but it still doesn't help. The probability of ordinary people surviving in such an incident is really low.

Yang Jian looked away. He didn't feel that he had killed her, nor did he feel guilty.

Because this is the price of choice.

If the ghost post office is not investigated clearly, there will be no way to prevent the supernatural events caused by the messengers outside. If the red letters are not shredded, the incident in Fushouyuan may happen again, but this time it may be in Dachuan City.

He knew that many of the messengers were pathetic and innocent.

But so what, everyone is a victim in supernatural incidents, and Yang Jian is no exception.

"Dead?" Li Yang asked.

"Um."

Li Yang said: "It's good to die, it's a relief."

But the words are not yet finished.

Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. He felt a huge pulling force coming from the door of the room. The door was about to open again, and there was some incomprehensible supernatural force inside that was trying to suck him in.

"Li Yang, close the door."

He is resisting.

The black shadow beneath his feet shook.

In order not to be attacked instantly, Yang Jian used a little bit of his ghost ability.

No need for confrontation, just a delay.

Li Yang rushed over immediately, reaching out and touching the old wooden door.

moment.

"boom!"

There was another loud slam, and the door to the room was immediately closed, and it was closed tightly.

At the same time, the supernatural power coming from inside was also blocked.

The ghost attack was forcibly interrupted by Li Yang.

"How dangerous is it?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

Li Yang blocked the door, seemingly shutting an unknown ghost inside. He said, "I don't know, I didn't feel the ghost fighting against me. It seemed to have given up. No, it seems to be gone."

Yang Jian frowned: "It doesn't matter if I'm there or not. What's important is to get through this attack smoothly. This is the second time I've torn up the red letter. The danger level of the ghosts it attracts should not be low. This time you will bear it." Come down and wait until we get to the third floor before I make other arrangements."

"Don't worry, captain, I should be able to withstand it this time." Li Yang nodded.

He could also tell that after the last trip to Dahai City, Yang Jian was not in a good condition and showed signs of being corroded by the evil spirits, so he could no longer use the power of the evil spirits at will.

"ah!"

However, before he finished speaking, a frightened cry came from the corridor outside.

Another person was sucked in by an irresistible force because he was relatively close to a certain room. After letting out a scream, they all stopped abruptly with a slamming of the door.

"It's Wanxing." Wang Shan's eyes suddenly shrank when he saw it.

The person being targeted was Wan Xing, who came up from the first floor like him. Thanks to Yang Jian's previous red letter, he went up to the second floor without doing anything. Unexpectedly, he still died here.

"The ghost is in one of the seven rooms, and it moves randomly. Please be careful." The messenger on the second floor named Cai Yu seemed to have noticed some information and shouted loudly.

He saw it.

Ghosts can only suck people in through the door of a certain room and kill them.

Moreover, when people near room 23 were attacked, other rooms were safe and no attackers appeared nearby.

A little discipline cannot save people.

Because the Huizi corridor is composed of seven rooms, it will always be close to a certain room no matter what.

No, that's not right.

There is a safe place.

Go back to the four corners of the corridor.

That's the junction of the two rooms, the middle of the dividing line, maybe a blind spot.

Cai Yu's eyes narrowed and he quickly leaned towards the nearest corner.

"Be careful? Why be careful? Cai Yu, you said it easily. There is no place to escape here. There is no way to escape from seven rooms, unless you jump downstairs." The middle-aged man Liu Mingxin gritted his teeth.

"If we don't think of a way quickly, the ghost will kill everyone." A woman spoke. She wore glasses and looked quiet and capable.

Her name is Yang Xiaohua, she is a lawyer and a messenger on the second floor. She has delivered two letters on the second floor so far. Like Cai Yu, she is considered a senior messenger on this floor.

"no, do not want!"

As soon as Yang Xiaohua finished speaking, a messenger next to her suddenly screamed in horror.

The door to the room a few meters away behind him opened. In the dark room, an irresistible suction force appeared, pulling him back.

Although the man held on to the wall, it was to no avail and he was still quickly dragged in.

Only the desperate eyes and shrill screams were left.

His fingers slid across the ground, leaving several deep blood marks.

"boom!"

The door is closed.

All movements returned to calm again.

"The closed room will no longer have ghosts attacking people in a short period of time."

Yang Xiaohua noticed another detail, she said loudly.

The doors of the rooms where people had died before were closed, but the next victims were all close to those rooms where the doors were not closed.

This means that the front of the room, which is now closed, is safe.

This rule is very timely.

You can delay time and gain a chance to survive.

There were not many messengers left, and they were frantically scrambling for the closed doors.

"Is she right, or am I right?" Cai Yu stood in the corner, her expression changing.

He and Yang Xiaohua had different judgments.

He felt that the four corners of the building were the key to survival, while Yang Xiaohua felt that the entrance to the room where the dead person was was temporarily safe.

It’s just that both are speculations and neither has been confirmed.

If you want to prove it, you need to risk your life to try.

"If you don't change, just stay here." Cai Yu gritted his teeth and strengthened his judgment.

Wang Shan was hesitant at this moment. He hesitated and struggled because he noticed the different approaches of Cai Yu and Yang Xiaohua.

And a person can only choose one way to survive, it is impossible to use both.