Mysterious Recovery

Darkness enveloped the post office, and the whole building was silent.

It is said that all kinds of weird things will happen after the post office lights out at 6 o'clock. The messenger staying in the post office is best not to go out at night, otherwise it is very likely that they will disappear inexplicably and will never be found again.

But the danger hidden in the darkness does not deter everyone.

Yang Jian explored in the darkness, trying to dig out more information and secrets about the ghost post office. He knew that there might be ghosts wandering in the post office at night, but he believed that he could deal with the danger.

"The staircase gate on the fifth floor of the post office seems to be open at night."

A half-open old wooden door is ajar.

After Yang Jian opened it, a staircase leading to the bottom appeared in front of him. It seemed that along this staircase, he could return to the first floor lobby of the post office.

He thought for a while and decided to go and take a look.

The old wooden stairs creaked in the darkness, as if they were falling into disrepair at any time.

The surrounding black haze is like a thick fog, and it is impossible to see the situation downstairs. Even the sight of ghost eyes is blocked, and the distance that can be seen is very limited.

When Yang Jian finished a flight of stairs, he suddenly stopped.

He heard a voice.

A footstep is going upstairs. Although the footstep seems to be far away from him, there is no doubt that the footstep really exists.

"Something seems to be going up the stairs downstairs." Yang Jian frowned at this moment: "Is it a ghost?"

The first reaction in his mind was that he had encountered a ghost.

Because it is the time for the post office to turn off the lights, it is basically impossible for a living person to enter and exit the post office during this time period. Only Li ghosts will wander after the lights are turned off.

"That footstep stopped?"

Then Yang Jian didn't hear the sound of footsteps again, and seemed to stop on a certain step below.

Across the darkness like a haze, the source of the footsteps could not be determined.

But at the same time.

Zhao Feng, who was walking upstairs from downstairs along the stairs, also stopped.

His slightly fat face showed a bit of dignity and vigilance, and when he looked up, he couldn't see everything in front of him, so he could only move forward by touching the handrail.

"I can't hear it wrong. There was a footstep coming down the stairs just now. My luck wouldn't be so bad, right? I bumped into a ghost in the post office when I first came to the post office? And I encountered it on the stairs. Sure enough, the lights were turned off at night. It’s not a good decision to come to the post office. I should wait until tomorrow morning at six o’clock."

Zhao Feng hesitated.

He didn't want to collide with the ghosts in the post office. That would make no sense, and the danger of ghosts in the post office was quite high. If he didn't deal with it well, he might die here.

"Killing the newcomer who went to the fifth floor shouldn't be in a hurry. Although the black letter appeared, the delivery mission should be sent out at least tomorrow. You can also do it at that time."

Zhao Feng didn't look like facing the ghost on the stairs, and wanted to take a moment to retreat.

However, just when his idea just appeared.

The footsteps above the stairs appeared again. It seems that the owner of the footsteps continued to walk down after a short pause, and judging from the frequency of the sound, the footsteps did not slow down, but there was a vague tendency to speed up.

"It seems to be coming at me." Zhao Feng immediately dispelled the thought of turning and leaving.

He knew very well that if the ghost was really looking at him, it wouldn't make sense to turn around and leave. The ghost would follow until the end of the attack.

"There is no way, I can only deal with the coming ghost first." Zhao Feng was ready, and he stared at the front.

He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he was judging the distance between each other by the position of the footsteps.

Yang Jian went down the stairs, although he hesitated for a while, he didn't hesitate for too long, because he was confident to deal with the coming ghost.

Ghost eyes peeping.

Although the distance he can see is limited, at least he can see clearly ahead.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's face was slightly on the side, not knowing if he had an illusion, he actually saw a man on the stairs, a slightly fat man in an apron, about 40 or 50 years old, this man had a solemn face. Slightly raised his head and looked sharply towards this side.

Seems to be wary of himself.

"Why are there still living people in the post office at this time? Is it a messenger? But this is the staircase leading to the fifth floor. There is no way for ordinary messengers to appear on this staircase."

"He stopped and didn't move, he seemed to be wary of me? No, no, it's night, he can't see me, he should only hear my footsteps like I did before, so he must think I am a ghost now. I felt that I was going to meet him, so I was ready to deal with it."

"What's the purpose of this messenger on the fifth floor of coming to the post office at night? It is impossible for the messenger to come to the post office to rest in advance? It's not right. How complicated the situation on the fifth floor is, basically it is impossible for a messenger to be fine. Run to the post office at night."

Yang Jian saw Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng did not see Yang Jian.

So Yang Jian was observing and thinking, and immediately analyzed some situations in his mind.

He thinks that this person's appearance should be related to the black letter in his hand. Old Li in Room 502 said that once the black letter leaves that room, the delivery task on the fifth floor of the post office will continue.

Once the delivery task appears, the messenger on the fifth floor of the post office must be able to receive the signal.

"In all likelihood, this person realized that there was a problem on the fifth floor of the post office, so he immediately came to investigate the situation, that is, he came for me."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and immediately got ready.

After thinking it through, he understood what he should do.

"The footsteps stopped again, and it didn't seem to be far away from me." Zhao Feng remained motionless in the darkness, calm and composed.

When facing a ghost, the more chaotic you are, the greater the probability of being targeted by a ghost.

He didn't do anything, it was the safest way to stand still.

"It's not right, if it is really a ghost, the footsteps should have been walking down the stairs. It is impossible to stop for a while."

Although Zhao Feng hadn't been exposed to supernatural events for a long time, his previous experience was still there.

"If the footsteps are not ghosts, but humans?"

A conjecture appeared in his mind.

Then Zhao Feng realized something and was suddenly startled.

"not good."

Zhao Feng immediately took out a white bone from his pocket, which looked like a human rib, but only a small part was left~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He swiped the whole bone against the stair rail next to him. .

As if struck a match, this white bone was suddenly lit.

A gloomy blue flame emerged. The flame was like a phosphorous fire between tombs, floating in the air for a short time. Although there was no burning material, it could not be extinguished in a short time.

The phosphorous fire from this bone quickly dissipated the surrounding darkness.

all of a sudden.

Everything around you can be seen clearly, and the light is even better than when the lights are on during the day.

next moment.

Zhao Feng suddenly saw a man, standing condescendingly on the stairs, looking at him. This man was very young, about twenty or so, his eyes were cold and fierce, and the most impressive thing was that there was a red on his forehead. The eyeballs were turning, very restless.

"This person should be the newcomer who went to the fifth floor and took the black letter."

At this moment when he saw Yang Jian, Zhao Feng made a subconscious judgment.

I have to say that this kind of judgment is very accurate. He does have strong adaptability, much better than the messengers Yang Jian had come into contact with before.

"My name is Zhao Feng, the messenger on the fifth floor. I have to return to the fifth floor because of something. I didn't expect to meet other messengers here. I haven't seen you on the fifth floor before. You should be a newcomer on the fourth floor. It’s not a good habit to wander around the post office at night. If you are not careful, you will run into danger."

Zhao Feng looked indifferent, neither showing hostility nor pretending to be affectionate.

For people like them, an attitude that is too good or bad will arouse the hostility of others, and it is the best way to say hello when you meet for the first time if you are not indifferent or indifferent.

Now that you have lost the opportunity to take the lead, take it step by step and observe and observe first.

At least you must first understand the situation of the other party.