Mysterious Recovery

It was already evening when Yang Jian had finished eating and was going home.

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

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

"Team Yang, this period of time is really troublesome for you. If it weren't for you, Wenwen would not be able to return to me again. Although Wenwen has become like this now, at least he is still alive and still as lively as before. , I'm already very satisfied." Walking on the road, Chen Shumei said as she walked.

"As for the future, Wenwen will ask Team Yang to take care of him. He is still a child and ignorant. If there is something wrong or offended, I hope Team Yang will not forget it."

"How can I be as knowledgeable as a child, Aunt Chen, you're so worried." Yang Jian said flatly.

Chen Shumei said with a bit of sorrow: "Team Yang, will Wenwen be okay from now on? Wenwen can live forever in this situation."

"It's not clear. Many people in the spiritual circle have unique experiences. No one knows how long they will live. Moreover, Xiong Wenwen has become a special kind of alien. Although the future situation cannot be determined, it is definitely It's much better than before."

Yang Jian did not conceal, and told the truth.

"I understand."

Chen Shumei nodded, she had already begun to accept this reality in her heart.

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

Yang Jian seemed to perceive it slightly, and his footsteps stopped subconsciously, and his pair of reddish eyes looked in the direction where the street lamp went out.

Between the two extinguished street lights, it was originally a green belt in the community, but at this time, I didn't know what was going on, and suddenly there was a small road.

The path twists and turns, and it gets darker as it goes inside. At the end of the dark path, a five-story building of the Republic of China style is looming in the fog, like a mirage, and like a fuzzy projection in the distance. Not sure, but you can still see the neon sign flashing on the gate of that building.

The colorful lights give people a weird and mysterious feeling.

"Team Yang, what's the matter?" Chen Shumei asked curiously, stroking her hair tossed by a strand of cool breeze.

Yang Jian stood still in place. He frowned and 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 puzzled.

Yang Jian suddenly felt in his heart.

This road should only be visible to you, and other irrelevant people cannot see it.

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

"Okay, you are busy with Team Yang, and I won't trouble you with Team Yang. If you have time in the future, you can come to my house for light meals." Chen Shumei said.

Yang Jian answered without saying much, his eyes were attracted by the strange path that suddenly appeared.

That road is the road to the ghost post office.

I was in Dachang City, and the Ghost Post Office was in Dahan City, so far apart, the influence of the Ghost Post Office could actually come here.

It's incredible.

After Chen Shumei left, Yang received a call directly.

It was Li Yang.

After Yang Jian connected, Li Yang hurriedly said: "Team Yang, the situation is not good, the ghost post office appeared, and a road appeared in front of me, it seemed to let me go to the ghost post office, I can already see the building during the Republic of China period. Building now."

"Team Yang, what should I do now?"

"I have the kind of situation you mentioned here. It seems that the mission of the messenger is about to begin. I didn't expect the ghost post office to appear in such an incomprehensible way." Yang Jian said to the phone: "You immediately prepare to follow up. Let me go to the ghost post office together."

"According to this situation, if we never return to the post office along the road, there should be some danger. The post office will not let the messenger go so easily."

"Okay, I see, but let's go, don't others shout?" Li Yang asked, he felt that many people are more powerful, and many people are safer.

Yang Jian said: "No, we have accidentally become messengers now. Others are not. They should not see the existence of the post office. So this time we will go to the two of us. In addition, Sun Rui should have encountered the same thing. Circumstances, you contact him and let him prepare to come to the ghost post office."

"Good, good, Team Yang." Li Yang said.

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

He wants to bring something he has prepared in advance to avoid another crisis.

However, when Yang Jian returned home to take things, it should not have been 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 that the road is approaching me, but the building of the Republic of China, the ghost post office is approaching me.

The distance is getting closer.

That weird building seems to be eyeing every messenger. If you don't return to the post office, then after the post office approaches you, it is estimated that you will have to be forced to pull in.

There is no choice and escape.

Unless it is the top ghost master who opens the ghost domain to the fifth level, it may be able to escape the influence of the ghost post office.

Yang Jian didn't intend to postpone it, he moved quickly, and immediately came to the fifth floor of the house, gathered everything, and prepared to go out.

"Jiang Yan, I'm going on a business trip. I'm not in Dachang City during this time." He said hello.

"what?"

Jiang Yan heard the sound rushing out of the room, but just as she walked out, she saw Yang Jian strode out, and her figure quickly disappeared.

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

He is not there, and he is temporarily responsible for the affairs of the team.

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

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

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

The walking distance is not long, but the Ghost Post Office is quickly drawing closer in an incomprehensible way.

The distance felt the interference of the spiritual power, and it was impossible to judge how far this ghost post office was from the entrance of the path.

Yang Jian has encountered this phenomenon more than once, and it was like this in ghost paintings before, so there is no fuss.

soon.

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

The neon lights flicker and the lights are bright.

But the surrounding area was dim, like a mist shrouded in fog, and there was nothing to see, nor a living person. It seemed that this post office had become the whole place here, isolated in a certain spiritual world.

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

"It's five thirty." 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 ghosts wandering in the building, and at the same time they will attack the people in the post office. As for the trigger conditions, it is currently unknown.

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

In short.

In this situation, Yang Jian absolutely can't be targeted by that ghost anymore, otherwise it will be very dangerous.

"Captain." Suddenly.

Next to the gate of the post office, Li Yang's figure suddenly appeared, his expression was slightly nervous, and he also came here at this moment.

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

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

The old wooden floor made a crunching sound when stepped on it, and the air was filled with a cold, humid, and moldy breath. In the dim environment, a few dim lights barely illuminated the surroundings.

Old portraits hung on the walls on both sides.

Those portraits are different from men and women, old people and young people.

However, these portraits have an indescribable sense of weirdness in this environment.

It seems that the people in the portrait are peeping at you with strange eyes in secret.

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

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

Li Yang asked: "According to the previous speculation, we should be on the second floor at this time. Isn't the red letter counted as the number of tasks? Don't let us go to the second floor?"

"Go in and have a look."

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

The two stepped on the old wooden floor and went deep into the post office.

At this time, the current situation has changed.

The back-shaped room on the first floor disappeared, 111213...These rooms no longer exist, replaced by a huge staircase several meters wide.

The stairs are also made of wood, the material is the same as the floor that I walked through before, but it is shrouded in a layer of darkness.

"The stairs really came out. That Wang Shan was right. Once the messenger meets the conditions for going upstairs, he will appear through the stairs upstairs."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Combined with the previous situation, the building in the ghost post office, the hall is common, the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor are likely to be separated from each floor. There is no correct way. Those who can go upstairs are indeed very unlikely to have the chance that the ghost master wants to go upstairs directly."

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

He looked behind him.

There was no one in the dim post office hall.

It seems that Sun Rui has not come yet.

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

Li Yang naturally followed.

He has already joined Yang Jian's team. He is a full-fledged team member. He naturally wants to act together. However, he has not complained and has always obeyed Yang Jian's orders.

It's just that the time to enter the supernatural circle is short, and Li Yang is not experienced enough, lacking courage and experience.

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

The sense of distance and space felt a certain kind of spiritual influence, and there was confusion.

It looked like it was only a dozen steps up the stairs, but actually even Yang Jian didn't know where he entered.

He looked up and saw that the front was still dim, and the dimness condensed in the depths, turning into pitch black, blocking all vision, and the same was true when looking back.

Only this section of stairs can be seen now.

"Crunch, crunch."

The noise Yang Jian made when stepping on the stairs seemed to be louder. He could even feel that the stairs were shaking, and there was a feeling of falling apart and collapsing, which was very unsafe.

But.

In a strange land, this seemingly collapsed feeling will never actually appear.

This staircase was not maintained by the wood itself, but was formed by the erosion of some kind of spiritual force.

"Stop."

Violently.

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

He wasn't sure if he was alone.

Because the man was lying prone on the stairs, showing a falling posture.

But that person's clothes are very old, not the style of this era, a bit like a Chinese tunic suit, and his body is rigid and motionless, it seems that he has no breath.

"Isn't it a ghost?" Li Yang pressed his voice cautiously.

"It may be just a corpse. Of course, the possibility of a ghost is not ruled out. Let's take a look in the past and let's talk about the situation."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he turned around and fled without seeing a corpse lying on the stairs, but boldly approached.

Even if it is a ghost, if it does not trigger the ghost's law of killing, the probability of being targeted is still low.

Slightly afterwards.

He saw the dead man more clearly.

It is indeed a corpse.

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 this dress, it seems that he has not only been dead for a few days, but has been dead for a long, long time.

The corpse did not rot, and Yang Jian could not tell how many days this person had been dead.

He only knows that ~www.NovelMTL.com~ this person has no threat for the time being.

Because there is no movement.

"A false alarm, ignore the corpse and move on." Yang Jian said.

The two did not stay for too long.

When I want to go to the second floor, I am also afraid of staying here for too long, what unpredictable danger will happen,

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

After all, there are real ghosts in this ghost post office.

With the departure of Yang Jian and Li Yang.

The corpse lying quietly on the stairs was obviously stiff, but for unknown reasons, it slid down a few steps strangely.

The corpse remained the same as before.

Everything is as if nothing happened.