Mysterious Recovery

The red letter appears again, which means that the normal operation of the Ghost Post Office has been disrupted.

Yang Jian once sent a red letter. The Fushou Garden incident was extremely dangerous. Even a ghost-rider like him was almost planted in it, let alone ordinary people.

It can be seen that the red letter represents a highly dangerous letter delivery task, which is a life of nine deaths.

Although it is not completely impossible for the messenger on the first floor to complete it, it is very, very difficult.

Of course, the effect achieved after the letter is successfully delivered is also obvious.

After the red letter was successfully delivered, all the couriers went directly to the first floor.

However, I thought that this task was over, but Yang Jian came to the second floor, and there was such a red letter on the second floor.

And this letter.

Yang Jian didn't plan to send it at all.

With a cold face, he strode towards the location of the letter, ready to take it away.

"What do you want to do?" Suddenly, when passing by room 21, a man stopped Yang Jian.

"The newcomer on the first floor should not interfere in this matter. This red letter has never been seen before. It must be very special. You'd better be honest before the matter is discussed."

Yang Jian stopped and looked at the man: "Are you talking to me?"

In the dim corridor.

His eyes were glowing with a faint red light, which was weird and revealing an evil nature. The whole person seemed to emit a cold breath, not wanting to be a normal living person.

The person who blocked Yang Jian was obviously taken aback, and subconsciously took a half step back.

He felt that this person was in an indescribable danger.

People who can come to the second floor are all those who have been in contact with spirits, regardless of their personality, most of them are considered smart people, because the stupid has already died downstairs, it is impossible to come here.

"You are not right."

The man hesitated for a moment and stepped aside: "What happened on the first floor? Yesterday, a lot of messengers from the first floor came up in one breath. There must be three or four messengers. There must be some reason."

It's usually good to have one upstairs occasionally, but there is no reason for so many people to go upstairs on the same day.

Therefore, he suspected something abnormal downstairs.

Yang Jian ignored his question, and when he was air generally non-existent, he still strode forward.

"My friend, no one has touched the red letter here. You seem to have an idea about that letter? Can you slow down? This time there are so many messengers, and then the red letter appears. It must not be a coincidence. There must be some reason. ."

At the entrance of Room 25, a tall man, like a bodybuilder, said.

"Red usually represents danger. This time the letter appeared in the corridor. This means that this is a collective delivery task, and the number of participants has reached an incredible level. Obviously, this delivery task will be very difficult." There is one. Wearing glasses, the woman about twenty-five and sixty-six said.

"Of course, if the delivery of the letter is successful, there may be some unexpected gains, but given that there is no experience in sending the red letter, I suggest that you still leave the letter and see the situation."

This is for other people, and it is also for Yang Jian.

But this didn't stop Yang Jian from taking the letter.

Wang Shan watched from the side, his eyes moved slightly and he dared not make a sound.

The messenger on the second floor didn't know, but he knew that this Yang Jian was an extraordinary man. On a previous trip to Dahai City, he had a fight with a top figure in the spiritual circle. The scene was simply terrifying.

A building was torn apart, the color of the sky changed, and it was enveloped in a layer of blood, and the whole city seemed to have fallen into hell.

The supernatural power made this Yang Jian even more terrifying than Li Gui.

"Cai Yu, this person is called Yang Jian. I knew him on the first floor. Don't offend this person. He wasn't forced to become a messenger by receiving ghost letters. He was the one who broke into the ghost post office." Wang Shan He whispered to the man in room 26 next to him.

The two of them knew each other on the first floor.

The man named Cai Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "What? He broke into the ghost post office forcibly? Just kidding, can this be done?"

"He can prove it." Wang Shan pointed to Wanxing next to him.

"Ghost post office can be a place of spirituality. Ordinary people can't find it at all. Only people who are forced to become messengers can come in. You say he broke in forcibly. This is impossible." Cai Yu shook his head quickly and didn't believe it. This kind of thing.

Because this matter has exceeded his cognition.

Wang Shan said: "You can't make a mistake. He just broke into the ghost post office, and the first night he broke in, he was attacked by the ghost that hovered in the post office after the lights were turned off. As a result, Instead of killing him, Li Gui was repulsed by him abruptly."

"Moreover, this Yang Jian is even planning to get rid of the ghosts in the post office."

The more Cai Yu listened to it, the more he felt strange, as if he was listening to a story: "Are you telling a joke with me? Can't even a ghost kill this person?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes." Wang Shan nodded solemnly.

"Do you think I would believe it?" Cai Yu absolutely didn't believe it.

After all, he is just an ordinary person. Although he has been exposed to supernatural events, he is only subject to the ghost post office. He has limited knowledge and is not a person in the supernatural circle at all.

What's more, Yang Jian is still the top group of ghost masters in the circle.

The huge gap in cognition lies here, and if you suddenly come in contact with it, you will naturally not believe it.

"If you can't do it, you can observe and observe more. In short, I have reminded you not to offend this Yang Jian. He not only possesses ghostly abilities, but also has great power outside, but he is very arrogant. No, it should be very arrogant. Indifferent, very indifferent to ordinary people, and if you don't usually provoke him, he has no interest in ordinary people."

Wang Shan said and glanced at Wanxing next to him.

Wanxing offended Yang Jian when he was downstairs before, but he was still alive and well.

This shows that this person is not very vengeful, but can't tolerate some provocations.

Cai Yu frowned and looked thoughtfully at the Yang Jian who was passing by.

Could it be that the red letter appeared because of his appearance?

As soon as Yang Jian stopped at this moment, he immediately reached out and picked up the red letter on the corridor. From the previous situation, as long as the red letter touches, the task of sending the letter will appear, and then on the second floor. All couriers have to follow the prompts beside the letter to the exact location to deliver the letter.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to kill everyone by taking the letter so recklessly? And you are the newcomer who just came up on the first floor. The letter was accidentally lost.” Immediately, a mature and stable man in his early thirties grabbed Yang Jian's wrist and prevented him from taking the letter.

This person is called Liu Mingxin and he is the messenger on the second floor. He has already sent two letters on the second floor, and he can go to the third floor by sending another one.

The qualifications are considered relatively deep here.

But a touch.

The man named Liu Mingxin changed his expression.

He felt that what he was holding was not a human hand at all.

I could feel the coldness and chill from the palm of this person through the clothes.

It's like the palm of a dead person, without any body temperature.

As if he had touched a ghost, Liu Mingxin subconsciously withdrew his palm, revealing a bit of anxiety and suspicion in his eyes.

Yang Jian said at this moment: "You messengers on the second floor, to be honest, I didn't take it seriously. You'd better not bother about what I'm going to do. Otherwise, I don't mind doing it now and just clean this up. Layer, let the messengers of this layer disappear directly in this world."

"After all, I have a very bad impression of the identity of this messenger in the Ghost Post Office."

With that said, his black palm took away the red letter.

Immediately, a cold breeze blew.

On the walls in the corridor, black ink-like writing appeared, crooked, revealing a little weirdness.

The letter task was triggered.

Room 301, Building 7, Mingyue Community, Dachuan City

The handwriting gathered together, leaving an address.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, now put down that letter for me, immediately." The tall man just said with a somewhat threatening taste.

at the same time.

There was already a gun at Yang Jian nearby.

It seems that if there is a disagreement, there will be a fight here.

"I don't know what it is." A cold smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth. He saw the red letter in front of everyone's eyes and tore it to pieces.

Although this is a supernatural letter, it is no different from an ordinary letter.

It was torn apart easily.

"do not want."

The next man named Liu Mingxin realized what Yang Jian was going to do and hurriedly wanted to stop it.

But it was too late.

Yang Jian acted very decisively, and shredded it thoroughly, not giving these people a chance at all.

Of course, they couldn't stop Yang Jian from tearing up the letters.

"He tore the letter? Damn it," someone yelled, their voices trembling.

Shredding a letter is equivalent to completing a delivery task directly.

But this has to bear a huge price.

The messenger will be attacked by a ghost, and such an attack will be regardless of the occasion, time, or location.

But ordinary people can't stop such an attack at all.

For them, there is still a lot of chance for them to survive.

There is no doubt that you will die if you tear up the letter.

"Just tell you the truth, I don't plan to deliver this letter at all. I'm going to the third floor, but I think it's too slow to deliver the letter. I plan to take a short cut." Yang Jian scattered the confetti in his hand. On the ground, slowly said.

"The red letter can bring the messenger from one floor up to the next level. I have sent a red letter on the first floor before."

"You lunatic, you want to die by yourself, don't pull us into the water, do you know that after torn up the letter, it will attract a ghost attack." The man named Liu Mingxin looked a little pale, and said with anger and fear.

According to Yang Jian.

This red letter is the delivery task of all the messengers on this floor, and now he tore the letter, that is to say, all the messengers on this floor will be attacked by ghosts.

This is totally harmful.

Yang Jian calmly said: "I know, but what about it? The result is the same for you. Sending a letter is also a death, and if you don't send it, you are also dead. Both left and right are dead, so why bother to go outside and add chaos to other people? In this post office, it's quiet, isn't it great?"

"Wang Shan, what do you think?"

After speaking, he looked at Wang Shan standing in the opposite corridor.

He felt the cold sweat on Wang Shan's forehead.

Yang Jian's attitude towards the ghost post office has changed.

It used to be a cautious investigation, but now it is much more radical.

If he is not wrong, it should be the matter of Dahai City that has some influence on him.

"You, you are right, the red letter is very difficult, and it is easy to have a huge impact on the outside world, bringing spirituality into the real world. This time tearing up the letter, if you can survive, then all the messengers on the second floor Will go to the third floor. This is an opportunity."

His tone was a little trembling, and he explained forcibly.

I can't explain it.

Even if Yang Jian didn't tear up the letters, who would dare to complete this red letter task?

Only he is qualified to complete it, even if the messenger on the second floor is definitely going to die one by one, it is estimated that the probability of surviving by shredded letters is about the same.

"Fuck your mother's ass."

The tall, muscular man yelled: "I can live for at least a month when I deliver the letter. Now that I am doing this, I might really die here today. I don't want to go upstairs to be a messenger. I always deliver the letter by the deadline. Yes, I just want to buy more safety time."

The messenger on the second floor has extended the time between sending letters.

One letter a month.

It's seven days downstairs.

Sufficient time limit led to the reason that there were more messengers on the second floor than on the first floor.

"It's really hateful. Today's plan was all disrupted by this newcomer. I knew that I should have interrupted your leg just now."

"What to do? What to do now? There has never been an example of someone tearing up a letter directly in the post office, and still tore up this red letter that has never been encountered before."

"Spirits won't invade the post office, will they?"

These people talked, some scolded, some panicked, and some worried.

Yang Jian was expressionless, he ignored the eyes of these people, he was just doing what he was supposed to do.

He didn't allow it, and another supernatural event at the level of Fu Shou Yuan appeared outside.

There is Ye Zhen in Dahai City, and there is a spiritual forum to force it down.

There is none in that Dachuan City.

So to measure the pros and cons, shredding letters is the safest.

To die is to die all the messengers on the second floor. It is better than to die a few hundred people outside, or even a few thousand, tens of thousands.

not to mention.

This is indeed the fastest way to go upstairs.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly appeared.

From the 21st to the 27th, the door to the room was all opened at this moment, and an invisible spiritual force began to interfere with the surroundings.

The dim lights in the aisle flickered slightly ~www.NovelMTL.com~ A cold, dim atmosphere was spreading from downstairs quickly at this moment.

Uneasy emotions immediately rose from the bottom of everyone's heart.

"Here, it's really here." Liu Mingxin opened his eyes wide and his heart trembled.

No need to dispute now.

The price of tearing up the letter appears, and the ghost will attack all the messengers on this level today.

Yang Jian still looked calm. After torn up the letter, he turned and walked back: "Li Yang, prepare to go back to the room and survive this attack. See you on the third floor, but we can't survive. Everyone will die together."

Li Yang at the door of Room 21 solemnly nodded: "There should be no problem, after all, this time the preparations are relatively adequate."

"I hope so." Although Yang Jian is well prepared, he is in a very poor state now.

However, with the music box on him, he could still consider fighting for something that he couldn't solve.