Mysterious Recovery

   Chapter 1028

  A house wall collapsed, and corpses scattered all over the floor.

These corpses are not ordinary corpses, but messengers who died in this room before. The corpses more or less controlled the existence of ghosts. Now, what kind of consequences will be produced if they are released? People who are not stupid in their minds knowledge.

  It can be seen that the real danger is emerging.

  The exit from here has disappeared, the ghost is recovering, and various spiritual phenomena are emerging in an endless stream. The current situation is a dead end for any ghost rider or messenger.

  With the ability of the fifth floor messenger, one of them counts as one, and it is impossible 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.

   "You can't let these ghosts recover first, no matter what, you have to suppress these corpses for some time, otherwise there are too many ghosts in the room, even I may be in danger."

  At this moment.

  Yang Jian did not hesitate to do it first. He was holding a split spear and didn't need a medium to trigger the hatchet. He strode over, and slashed at the scattered corpses.

  He has a lot of strength, and the hatchet touched the supernatural corpse so sharply that it was a bit unreasonable.

  One body after another is being mutilated by him.

There was a corpse that seemed to have just died. It was terrifying. At the moment when Yang Jian used the hatchet, his gray eyes rolled and stared at him, and at the same time the pale and bloodless arm was raised up and used it. The stiff palm firmly grasped the cracked spear.

   "My supernatural weapon, can you catch this ghost?" Yang Jian's eyes were cold.

next moment.

  The fresh corpse suddenly let out a stern cry, and then it began to rot quickly, and the arm holding the cracked spear was also weakly hung down.

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

  This kind of curse did not even dare to touch Yang Jian, and Li Gui would be attacked if he touched it. Although the ghost would not die, the spiritual power would be suppressed.

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

  It seems weird, but in fact everything is very reasonable.

  With the hatchet not stopping, Yang Jian directly chopped off the head of the corpse, and the strange corpses had been torn apart by Li Gui before he recovered.

After being dismembered, Li Gui could not recover in a short time.

  Follow.

The curse of the hatchet broke out.

A series of hideous openings appeared on Yang Jian's body and even the ghost shadows behind him. The openings were sloppy, as if to cut his whole person into countless pieces. If the curse were allowed to erupt, his ghost shadows would be To become fragmented, without the slightest ability to act.

   But then, the scarlet light on his body enveloped his whole body, and the openings that had just been split healed in an incredible way.

  It takes less than one second.

  The curse seemed to have been erased, leaving no scars on Yang Jian's body.

  "Don't be stingy, restarting is still necessary. It is still very cost-effective for these corpses to be dismembered after a restart." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

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

  Although it seems simple, Yang Jian actually uses the most powerful spiritual power he can control so far.

"The source of the spirituality should not come from the toilet, but from the bedroom. I have observed the living room before. There is no special place except the bedroom. But now the whole room has been affected by the spirituality. Is the bedroom? It's not certain that it's the previous bedroom."

   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 recover again. If he can't get out by that time, he will be consumed here alive, or trapped in this room.

   Just when Yang Jian was trapped in the room.

  Another room on the fifth floor of the post office, room 507.

  Li Yang stayed in this room and looked at the door. He didn't dare to be careless, and always paid attention to the outside situation. If Yang Jian appeared, he would open the door as soon as possible to ensure his safe withdrawal.

  But the time hasn’t passed long 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's footsteps?" He reached out and touched the door of the room.

   is ready to respond.

  Li Yang did not forget that Li Gui had forcibly opened the door on the first floor before, which almost triggered Li Gui’s mortal law. At that time, he, Yang Jian, and Sun Rui shot the Li Gui back together.

   "It's not that ghost, right?"

  Thinking like this in my heart, I feel a little uneasy.

  However, Li Yang was not panicked. He had two supernatural objects in his hand, a blood-stained mallet and a dirty old doll.

  Used properly, can cope with accidents.

   "Come here." Li Yang heard the footsteps outside the door wandering around the hall and walked directly towards this side.

  There is no pause or hesitation.

  The sound of footsteps soon came to the door of the room.

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

  Li Yang heaved a sigh of relief 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 breath rushed toward you, and the lights in the room seemed to have been disturbed by some kind of interference and flickered a few times.

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

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

   "Not good." Li Yang woke up abruptly. 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 Yang Jian, it was only similar when recalled carefully, but the tone was different.

  He ran into the door in a hurry, trying to close the door, blocking the ghost trying to enter the room.

  The supernatural power of the blocking door ghost appears.

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

  However, the pale palm outside the door slammed against the door.

  Even if it was the supernatural power of the door-blocking ghost, there was no way to close the door.

  And it was only a stalemate for a moment, Li Yang even found that his figure was slowly receding.

  The door gradually opened.

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

  The ghost outside the door actually resisted the ghost blocking the door, which meant that he knew very well in his heart.

  As the door was gradually pushed open.

  Li Yang didn’t dare to hesitate anymore. He took a small blood-stained wooden hammer in his hand and smashed it against the palm on the edge of the door.

  It’s not really painful to hit people with a gavel, but it’s a supernatural object with weird abilities.

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

  One of the ghost's palms was repelled.

  But the door is still not closed, it seems that the ghost's body is still blocking the door.

   Li Yang saw that there was an effect, he immediately stretched out his hand and used a dyed wooden hammer against the darkness outside and slammed it randomly.

  He felt the ghost's location and hit it once.

  Only hit once, the ghost outside the door had to retreat, and did not continue to block the door.

"boom!"

next moment.

  The door of the room was closed, and the ghost was isolated outside the door. It seemed that he did not leave, because he did not hear the footsteps, but Li Yang's face was sweaty.

"so close."

  He was secretly frightened.

  I never expected that the ghost would appear in this way, imitating the captain's voice, and almost got the trick.

   "Alertness is still lacking." He was ashamed, and also reflecting on it.

  However, Li Yang was already alert just now, and kept an eye on it. Otherwise, he would open the door directly without even having a chance to fight back.

  Slowly, Li Yang continued to guard the door.

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

  However, the real Yang Jian never appeared.

  Yang Jian is trapped.

   was trapped in room 502. He did not die, but he did not deal with the supernatural in room 502.

  Everything seems to be in a stalemate.

  But outside the post office.

  In an ordinary residential building in another small city, one family lives in it.

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

  It's seven o'clock in the evening. They just finished their meal and are sitting on the sofa watching TV, discussing some news and gossip.

  However, at this moment.

  The lights in the living room flickered a few times, like a bad contact, and then the man in his forties on the sofa realized something and suddenly looked out the window.

  Outside the window is a city scene, but in his eyes he vaguely saw a building of the Republic of China with neon lights in the distance.

  The building does not exist in reality, like an illusion, and only he can see it.

  "The balance on the fifth floor is being broken. Couldn't someone really be able to bring that black letter out, right?" The man stood up, his face particularly ugly.

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

   "I already know that something went wrong again on the fifth floor of the post office, and this time it was more serious than last time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a gloomy voice on the phone, and it was also a man.

"what to do?"

"Black letters cannot appear, otherwise our messenger on the fifth floor will be liquidated. Recently, there must be a newcomer who went to the fifth floor. And that newcomer is not easy. There is nothing else to say. Just like before, we will jointly kill him and continue to maintain it. The previous arrangement."

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

   There was a silence on the other end of the phone: "Then at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, take advantage of the newcomer's ignorance of the effect of the black letter, kill him, and at the worst, grab the letter."

  In a hotel in another city.

A graceful and beautiful woman wearing a red cheongsam was looking up at the flashing lights in the room, and then she also saw a faint road leading to the post office appeared outside the glass window of the room, but the road disappeared again, very Unstable.

  "Does the post office's mission begin?" Liu Qingqing became silent.

  She is most worried, and the more disturbing things will eventually happen.

  I thought it was not so fast, but now it seems that this fluke does not exist.

  (End of this chapter)