Mysterious resurgence

Ghost Post Office third floor

Room 31.

After entering this room, Yang Jian discovered that this room was slightly different from the room downstairs. There were no walls in the room. The original wall was covered with a layer of thick black fog, but if you reach out and touch it, you can touch it. The cold wall looked very strange and weird.

And as the number of people in the room increased, the thick black fog in the room continued to dissipate.

Some spaces are revealed that didn't exist before.

That was an extra bedroom.

"With the few people who come in, will there be more bedrooms here?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, observing the changes in the room.

"In this case, wouldn't a room on the third floor be able to accommodate unlimited number of messengers? If this is the case, there may be more messengers on the third floor than I imagined."

The first and second floors of the Ghost Post Office are for competitions for newcomers.

Once you reach the third floor, you are already a qualified messenger, so the limit on the number of people in the room is lifted. This is a small benefit.

However, judging from the mortality rate of mail delivery, adding a few bedrooms would not help much.

Just looking at the surroundings shrouded in a thick black fog, Yang Jian felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. It seemed that this thick fog revealed some unspeakable danger.

He looked up at the ceiling.

The lights in the room were not turned off at this time, even though it was dawn, the lights in the room were still on.

Yang Jian has temporarily figured out some of the rules in the post office.

But any place where the lights are on must be a safe area. In the rooms on the first floor and the corridors on the second floor, ghosts are likely to appear in places where the lights are off.

"Is this the room on the third floor? It feels very special."

Li Yang felt a little heavy at this moment: "I seem to feel countless rooms."

"These rooms should not be real. They should be created directly by the ghost realm affecting matter. However, I am very curious. The rooms are all lit up during the day. Does this mean there is any danger hidden behind these black walls? So here Is it necessary to turn on the lights to protect the messenger?"

Yang Jian reversed his thinking and inferred.

"It's very possible." Li Yang suddenly felt a little scared.

Behind those black walls, there was suspected to be some terrifying and dangerous place connected to them.

"This is no joke. If there is danger in the room, wouldn't there be no place for us to stay?"

The man named Liu Mingxin had just walked into the room. His expression suddenly changed and he was startled.

"Even if there is danger, you can only stay in the room. At least there is light in the room. Once it reaches six o'clock in the evening and the lights are turned off in the post office, there will be ghosts wandering outside, which is even more dangerous."

Yang Xiaohua said: "And I think there must be a reason why these rooms are designed on the third floor of the post office. It is impossible for us to live in them and kill us. Moreover, from the first floor to the second floor, based on my personal experience, Speaking of which, there has never been a case of a messenger dying suddenly and mysteriously in the room."

"So I still believe this room is safe, at least within this weird post office."

"Good analysis, you have a very rational mind." Yang Jian glanced at her and agreed with Yang Xiaohua's words.

"But this is just one of them. While the ghost post office provides a safe room, I think it is a threat. If anyone touches some taboos in the post office, it is estimated that this room will no longer be a safe area, but will It has turned into an extremely scary supernatural area, just like it was on the second floor before.”

The others were shocked when they heard this.

This guess is well-founded and not based on speculation.

"Everyone, please rest first. We will decide on action based on the situation in the next few days. Until then, the remaining few of you must obey my orders and do not act recklessly."

Yang Jian reminded them again with a warning look.

"I know, I know."

Yang Xiaohua, Wang Shan, Liu Mingxin, and Cai Yu all did not dare to resist.

The six people temporarily settled in Room 32.

While Yang Jian continued to investigate the ghost post office.

Field.

Dahai City, in the Pearl Building where the Supernatural Forum is located.

"How's it going? Boss hasn't come out today yet?"

Awu from the supernatural forum came to Ye Zhen's office and found the manager to ask about the situation.

"Last time, Mr. Ye didn't know what to dig for in the Fushou Garden for several days. He didn't find anything, but he found several corpses. It almost caused a supernatural incident. I finally persuaded him to stop being so reckless. He locked himself in a safe house and didn’t know what to do.”

"For four days, Mr. Ye didn't even watch anime. I occasionally heard him blacksmithing and punching inside. I guess he was using a ghost as a punching bag to vent his anger."

Awu said: "It seems that Yang Jian's incident has greatly stimulated him. I am very worried about something happening to the boss."

The manager nodded and looked back at the painting hanging on the wall of the office.

It was printed out some time ago.

The painting shows a man lying motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

And that person is Ye Zhen, the boss of their supernatural forum.

This famous painting has completely spread in the supernatural circle.

Ye Zhen, who claims to be invincible, can be said to have been completely embarrassed. However, Ye Zhen said that he knows his shame and then becomes brave. He insists on hanging this painting in the office. He muttered, "One day I will wash away the shame. What are the three things?" Ten days to the east of the river, thirty days to the west of the river, don't bully the young and rich.

The excitement is indeed great.

"But these are all minor problems. As long as Mr. Ye is still alive and kicking, it will be fine. He will always belong to the supernatural forum in Dahai City, and others will not dare to put their hands in." The manager then added.

"By the way, is there any news about Yang Jian recently? He must be in very bad condition. I don't think it would be surprising if he died suddenly at any time."

A Wu shook his head and said: "Yang Jian is very good. After he returned to Dachang City, he started the captain plan and summoned six teammates in a short time. The list is Li Yang, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Zhang Han, There is also Xiong Wenwen after his strange resurrection. I have asked someone to prepare the specific information and will send it over right away."

"Team of seven? This is another supernatural forum-level force."

The manager's eyes moved, and then he sighed: "Yang Jian has become a leader. Now he should be considered the first team of the headquarters. Fortunately, there was a gap between him and the headquarters last time about the circle of friends. Otherwise, the headquarters would recruit him to deal with it one day. That would be bad for us, after all, Wei Jing is also an extraordinary person."

"Balance is the most important thing, isn't it? The headquarters doesn't dare to dominate one family. I think Yang Jian's indulgence is a deliberate act by the headquarters." Awu said.

"Yes, the disobedient Yang Jian is more in line with the current situation than the obedient Yang Jian. If the headquarters has three top ghost controllers, Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, and Wei Jing, plus second-line captain-level figures, then the international The pressure on us will be great, after all, the overseas headquarters are also eyeing our side, and once they see that our side is too strong, they may join forces to suppress it."

The manager said that he has been paying attention to the situation abroad recently and commented on the current situation from this aspect.

And while they were chatting.

In the safe house next door.

"Bang! Bang!"

There was a dull knocking sound in the house, like iron being struck or punching.

This kind of movement has been going on for several days.

Ye Zhen was wearing a dirty and smelly shirt that was full of dirt at the moment. His hands were stained with blood and grave soil, and he seemed to be beating something.

now.

The sound stopped.

Ye Zhen then picked up a long sword that was bumpy and slightly twisted on the workbench.

The sword is a handicraft, nothing special.

But after his efforts over the past few days, he was able to forcefully punch a ghost into the sword.

One side of the sword was imprinted with a twisted ghost figure. It was a cracked ghost face that was terrifying and cold. Just one look at it was enough to kill a living person immediately.

"This sword cannot be seen, and anyone who sees it will die. It just defeats Yang Jian's ghost eyes." Ye Zhen closed his eyes and reached out to touch the sword body.

The devil on the sword was twisting and struggling, trying to get out.

But some kind of supernatural power limited the ghost's ability to escape, forcing it to be trapped inside an ordinary sword.

The sword is the vehicle.

Fierce ghosts are the real source of terror.

Under Yang Jian's stimulation, Ye Zhen, a middle school student, began to work hard, and actually made a supernatural object with his own hands in just a few days, and it was born specifically to restrain Yang Jian.

"Use gold to make a scabbard so that you can carry it with you anytime and anywhere. With such a weapon, I, Mr. Ye, will definitely dominate the world."

Ye Zhen nodded, he felt that he was really a genius.

If you can’t find coffin nails or supernatural weapons, why can’t you make one yourself?

However, this has not yet reached the point where Ye Zhen is most satisfied. He feels that the sword is not enough just to be invisible. It would be better if something more lethal is added.

"No rush, let me, Mr. Ye, think slowly."

Ye Zhen is using his little brain again, preparing to add some ingredients to the supernatural weapon he made.

Inside the ghost post office.

Yang Jian and others on the third floor have been there for a day without knowing it.

No other messenger appeared except them on the third floor.

Night fell and the lights on the third floor were turned off.

There was still light in the room, and the yellow light provided a kind of protection to everyone.

Li Yang was sitting at the door of the room, and he and Yang Jian were still taking turns to keep vigil.

Who would rest peacefully in a place like this?

That simply means not taking your own life seriously.

But tonight, Li Yang heard a burst of footsteps coming from outside this floor.

Different from the previous situation on the first floor, the footsteps were not directed towards Room 31, but seemed to be passing by, wandering outside with no intention of entering the room.

But this made Li Yang very worried.

In the dark ghost post office, footsteps could still be heard at this time, and it was probably a ghost wandering around.

He guessed it was the ghost who opened the door that appeared on the first floor before, because the footsteps were almost similar.

But soon, Li Yang, who was sitting behind the door, suddenly became terrified again, because when it was almost midnight, he heard a second footsteps.

The footsteps sounded like the sound of high heels.

Very different from the previous one.

"Why is this happening? There are two ghosts wandering around this ghost post office at night? The ghost who opens the door and the ghost who walks on high heels?" Li Yang's eyes narrowed, feeling an inexplicable danger.

But the matter is not over yet.

The sound of walking in high heels did not disappear, but walked in a direction on the third floor.

"Crunch!"

The old wooden door opened, making the sound of wood scraping.

The sound came from the darkness, and it was very clear. It should be that a door to one of the rooms was opened.

The sound of high-heeled shoes then gradually disappeared.

It seems that he has walked into a certain room here.

Then the creaking sound of the door was heard again, and the door to that room was closed.

"Oh my god, a ghost has entered a room on the third floor."

Li Yang, who was watching the night, discovered a terrible secret here. He felt horrified all over. At this moment, he didn't know whether to be grateful or worried.

Fortunately, the ghost walking in high heels did not enter Room 31. What was worrying was that he had no idea which room the ghost had entered.

Because the sound outside had a little echo, he could only confirm that he was not in rooms 32 and 33 nearby.

As for other rooms, the further back they go, the more likely they are.

Rooms 34 to 37 may have been entered by ghosts.

After the two footsteps disappeared one after another, nothing seemed to happen on the third floor of the post office at night, and it returned to deathly silence.

The night passed without incident.