Mysterious Recovery

Inside the old aisle on the second floor.

The cold wind blew in the corridor, and the red letter confetti scattered on the ground was blown up and scattered all over the ground.

Pieces of red shreds of paper, at this moment, were like a ghost attached to it. All the messengers on the second floor felt a sense of avoidance. They didn't even dare to touch them, for fear that they would be contaminated with a curse and die.

There are many experienced people among the messengers on the second floor.

Liu Mingxin was one of them. From the moment he became a messenger, he sent five letters in a row, and he was exposed to real spirits five times.

And every time it gets scarier.

According to normal circumstances, he can become a messenger on the third floor by sending another letter.

But unexpectedly, an accident happened.

The torn red letters will bring the most terrifying crisis to everyone on this level.

The ghost is about to strike.

The lights in the corridor flickered, and the cold atmosphere enveloped it, and the surroundings seemed to become a little dim, and a black mist gradually eroded and covered this floor.

The scariest thing is.

All the doors of the seven rooms on this floor opened suddenly, and there was a loud noise.

There seemed to be some weird movements in some rooms.

"Why are you doing this? Are you really not afraid of death at all? If you want to kill yourself, why bother to pull us into the water." Liu Mingxin forced his composure, and he questioned Yang Jian loudly.

"I should kill you with a single shot just now, lest you be killed by your fellow."

"Where did this newcomer come from? There is a kind of address. Believe it or not, my whole family will be killed by a single call."

Not only him, but the other messengers also became very violent, and they wished to tear Yang Jian into pieces.

After all, they still have hope of living, and no one will take the initiative to tear up letters before facing desperation.

Darkness shrouded.

Yang Jian’s figure is a little fuzzy in the darkness, but his eyes are emitting a weird red light, and his voice is indifferent and almost emotionless: "If you are not satisfied with me, you can kill me here now. , Don’t yell there, after all, I can understand the fight for survival.”

"So, if I were killed by you, I deserved it. Don’t blame you, but if you die, I hope you don’t blame me. On the way to deliver the letter, it would be better for me to help you to reduce the painful process."

"So, who wants to do it now?"

While talking, he walked along the corridor, passing rooms 27 and 26, preparing to go back to room 21 where he had stayed before.

Li Yang's ghost blocks the door and needs to enter the room to be effective.

So Yang Jian planned to resist this ghost attack in the room.

Many messengers in the corridor were staring at Yang Jian, seeming to want to do something, but there were fears.

They are not stupid. It can be seen that this person named Yang Jian is too special, his expression is too calm, and he looks indifferent as if he has no emotions. The strangest thing is that his eyes are always faint. The red light was stared at as if being peeped by a ghost.

It makes people feel creepy.

If it weren't for this person who was still standing here and talking to everyone, some people might even think that the person in front of them is not a person at all.

Yang Jian passed by these people, ignoring them when they were airy.

The second floor of the Ghost Post Office is not worth his stay.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded.

The tall, muscular man shot from behind with a grim expression.

"What kind of pretense, do you really think I dare not do it? If you want to kill me, I will kill you first."

Finished.

The gunshots sounded one after another, and there was no possibility of missed shots at such a close distance.

"Lu Yue, stop quickly." The man named Cai Yu's face changed suddenly and he hurriedly shouted.

The others were stunned when they saw this scene.

Actually really did it.

Although Lu Yue can understand with his hands, is this person who shreds red letters really annoying?

However, no matter how special the newcomer on the first floor is, he should be finished with so many shots.

After all, he is only alone.

It is impossible to be as unkillable as Li Gui.

Many people think so.

But the reality is that Yang Jian turned around blankly, and a pair of red eyes looked at the tall and muscular man.

The gunfire stopped.

Everyone is horrified.

Can't this person be beaten to death?

Lu Yue was also shocked, his eyes widened, as if he didn't expect such a situation to happen.

But soon.

He thought of the movement in room 21 last night.

No wonder Chen Xing in Room 21 was killed. How could he be able to defend that room in the face of such a person.

next moment.

Lu Yue was shocked. Before he could react, a cold and black palm had already pinched his neck.

A strong man of more than two hundred catties was easily picked up by Yang Jian, a slightly thin man.

Lu Yue's face flushed, struggling, but to no avail.

The strength of this man is amazing, no matter how hard he struggles, he can't get rid of the shackles of this horror.

"Crack!"

Then, a crisp sound of cracking bones sounded.

Yang Jian flicked his arm and threw this person out of the corridor on the second floor with a cold expression.

The corpse fell and quickly disappeared into the darkness, silently.

died.

The messenger on the second floor, the more deterrent Lu Yue, was so easily killed.

The others are silent now.

But it seems that it is not difficult to accept such a result.

A person who can't even kill a gun is already out of the scope of the general communication messenger. There is almost no solution on this floor. If he wants to kill someone, no one can resist, and he can do whatever he wants.

Here.

No one dared to accuse Yang Jian of this kind of letter tearing behavior.

Everyone's dissatisfaction disappeared cleanly, and even if it did, it had to be deeply buried in my heart.

"It is indeed a person who can't offend." The messenger named Cai Yu gradually cast a shadow in his heart.

It is a terrible thing to be on the same floor as such a person.

"what!"

However, when the atmosphere was solemn, a horrified cry suddenly sounded.

A man standing in the hallway was suddenly pulled by something, and the whole person flew backwards, just crashing into the open room 23 behind him.

The room where the lights have been turned off is dim, even a bit dark, and nothing can be seen.

But many people obviously felt that something appeared in that room, and there was some kind of incomprehensible horror entrenched in it.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the door of room 23 suddenly closed again at this time, and the scream of the man who was dragged into it stopped abruptly.

It seems that the person has been killed by something, or the closed door has cut off all the sounds inside.

"what?"

The few people nearby had just recovered from the fight between Yang Jian and that Lu Yue, and they were instantly panicked in the face of this sudden and weird moment.

"It's a ghost. There is a ghost in the room. The price of tearing up the letter is coming." Wanxing, who had just come up from the first floor, yelled in a moody mood at the moment.

He was trembling all over, and fear enveloped him.

Because he noticed one of the most desperate things, that is, the second floor of this post office, the space is very small, there is almost nowhere to escape.

"Has the ghost invaded the messenger's room? What a joke." The messenger Cai Yu on the second floor shrank and left the door behind him subconsciously.

At this moment, the dim room not only could not provide safe protection for the messenger, but became a source of terror.

The corridor seems to be safe.

Because there was still a faint yellow light in the corridor, although the light was still flickering from time to time, it did not go out after all.

"Ghost in the room?"

The others were suddenly horrified, and they felt cold all over.

Because they had stayed in the room all night before, and they had stayed before.

If Yang Jian shredded the red letter this time and attracted a ghost attack, then the ghost must have a source.

Could it be that there are ghosts in the room?

People who realize this have an inexplicable fear and fear in their hearts.

Live in the same room with ghosts for many days?

If this is known in advance, who would dare to stay longer in this terrible room.

But it doesn't seem to be the time to think about this now.

Yang Jian stopped because he was standing at the door of Room 21, but his eyes were on the door of Room 23 that was closed just now.

"Team Yang, there seems to be real movement in the room." Li Yang stood beside him, his expression slightly changed, and he noticed something abnormal from the depths of Room 21.

This is the perception of the ghost master.

"Where is the specific location?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yang said, "Probably in the bedroom."

bedroom?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: "Where did the woman named Qian Rong stay last night?"

"Yes." Li Yang suddenly realized: "She hasn't walked out of the room just now."

"Follow me in."

Yang Jian strode into Room 21 suddenly.

Li Yang immediately followed.

Room 21, with the lights out, was shrouded in a layer of darkness, but the darkness was not strong, and it was barely possible to see the outlines of the walls, seats, and doors in the room.

The door of the bedroom is now closed tightly.

I don't know if it has been opened before or has not been opened.

"Direction." Yang Jian asked.

Li Yang immediately pointed to the location of the bedroom.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and his eyes with a faint red light ignored the obstacles of the darkness at the moment, and he saw faint traces remaining on the door of the room.

That is bloodstain.

There were even a few pieces of woman's nails with flesh and blood falling on the ground.

The blood stains and the remaining fingernails are very new, it has just happened, and it should not take more than five minutes.

"Did the woman named Qian Rong be dragged into the bedroom by a ghost?" Yang Jian's eyes moved.

He immediately walked over and came to the door of the bedroom, and he was close to the door as if listening to the movement inside.

Quiet.

There was no noise at all, and of course there were no calls for help and screams.

Is it dead?

Yang Jian thought this way.

That woman, he rescued her once yesterday, but she was still dead this time.

Although it was indirectly because I tore up the red letter, it was impossible.

If Yang Jian doesn't tear up the letter, he has to deliver the letter. If the letter is delivered, more people will die if there is a strange incident outside.

"Have a look."

After pondering for a while, Yang Jian tried to open the bedroom door.

Although the wooden door was closed tightly, it was not locked, and a gap was easily pushed open.

A permeating coolness wafted out, and there was a faint smell of corpse in it.

But there was still no movement inside.

Yang Jian peeked in and peered into the corner of the room.

He saw the woman named Qian Rong.

His eyes widened, his neck hung on the head of the bed, and his blood-stained hand stretched out in the direction of the room door, seeming to be doing the final struggle, but the breath is gone, and his body is rapidly freezing cold.

There is nothing wrong with the judgment.

This woman is indeed dead.

She has a strong desire to survive, but it is still of no avail. The probability of ordinary people getting involved in such incidents and surviving is really low.

Yang Jian looked back, he didn't feel that he killed her, nor did he feel guilty.

Because this is the price of choice.

Without investigating the Ghost Post Office, there will be no way to prevent the messenger from making a fuss. If the red letters are not torn up, the Fushouyuan incident may repeat itself again, but this time it may be in Dachuan City.

He knew that many messengers were pitiful and innocent.

But so what? Everyone is a victim in the supernatural incident, and Yang Jian is no exception.

"Dead?" Li Yang asked.

"Um."

Li Yang said, "It doesn't matter if you die, it's a relief."

But the words are not over yet.

Yang Jian's face changed suddenly, and he felt a huge pulling force coming from the door of the room. The door of the room was about to open again, and there was something incomprehensible spiritual force inside that was trying to **** him in.

"Li Yang, close the door."

He is resisting.

The black shadow under his feet shook.

In order not to be instantly attacked, Yang Jian used a little ghosting ability.

Don't ask for confrontation, just delay for a while.

Li Yang rushed over immediately, and he reached out to touch the old wooden door.

moment.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang of the door closing, and the door in the room closed immediately, and it was closed tightly.

At the same time, the supernatural power coming from inside was also blocked.

The ghost attack was forcibly interrupted by Li Yang.

"How is the degree of danger?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

Li Yang blocked the door, seeming to shut an unknown ghost inside, he said; "I don't know, I didn't feel the ghost fighting against me, it seems to have given up, it seems to be gone."

Yang Jian frowned, "It doesn't matter whether you are there or not. The important thing is to get through this attack smoothly. This is the second time I tore up the red letters. The danger of the ghosts should not be low. Come down, I will make other decorations after I get to the third floor."

"Don't worry, Captain, I should be able to stand it this time." Li Yang nodded.

He could also see that after the last trip to Dahai City, Yang Jian's condition was not very good, and there were signs of being corroded by the ghost, so he could not use the power of the ghost at will.

"what!"

However, before the words were finished, a horrified cry came from the corridor outside.

Another person was directly sucked in by an irresistible force because he was close to a certain room. After making a scream, they all came to an abrupt halt after slamming the door.

"It's Wanxing." Wang Shan's eyes shrank suddenly when he saw it.

The person being targeted was Wanxing who came up from the first floor like him. He entrusted the blessing of the red letter before Yang Jian, and went to the second floor without doing anything, but he still died here.

"The ghost is in one of the seven rooms, and it moves randomly. Everyone, be careful." The second-floor messenger named Cai Yu seemed to have noticed some information and shouted.

He saw it.

Ghosts can only **** people in and kill them through the door of a certain room.

And when the people near room 23 were attacked, the other rooms were safe, and there was no attacked nearby.

A little regularity cannot save people.

Because the Huizi corridor is composed of seven rooms, it will be close to a certain room in any way.

No, it's not right.

There is a safe place.

Back to the four corners of the corridor.

There is the junction of the two rooms, in the middle of the dividing line, maybe it is a blind spot.

Cai Yu's eyes condensed, and he quickly leaned over to the nearest corner.

"Careful? How to be careful? Cai Yu, what you said is easy. There is no place to escape. How can you not escape from the seven rooms unless you jump downstairs." The middle-aged man of Liu Mingxin gritted his teeth.

"If you don't think of a way quickly, the ghost will kill everyone." A woman said, wearing glasses, she looked quiet and capable.

Her name is Yang Xiaohua. She is a lawyer and a second-level messenger. At present, she has sent two letters on the second floor. Like Cai Yu, she is considered a senior messenger on the second floor.

"no, do not want!"

As soon as Yang Xiaohua finished speaking, a messenger beside her suddenly yelled in horror.

The door to the room a few meters away was open, and in the dark room, an irresistible suction appeared, directly pulling it back.

Although this person grabbed the wall and held onto it, it was of no avail and was still dragged in quickly.

Only desperate eyes and screams were left.

The fingers slid across the ground, leaving a few deep blood marks.

"boom!"

The door was closed tightly.

All the movement returned to calm again.

"After the room is closed, there will be no more ghost attacks." Yang Xiaohua noticed another detail, she said loudly.

The door of the room where the person died before was closed, and the subsequent victims approached those rooms that were not closed.

This means that the front of the room where the door is now closed is safe.

This law is very timely.

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There are not many messengers left, and they are fighting frantically for the doors that have closed the room.

"Is she right, or am I right?" Cai Yu stood in the corner, his expression changing.

He and Yang Xiaohua have different judgments.

He felt that the four corners of the Huizi Building were the key to surviving, and Yang Xiaohua felt that the door of the dead room suggested safety.

It's just that both are speculations, and neither has been confirmed.

If you want to prove it, you need to take your life to try.

"No change, just stay here." Cai Yu gritted his teeth and firmed up his judgment.

Wang Shan was vacillating at this moment. He hesitated and struggled because he noticed the different ways of Cai Yu and that of Yang Xiaohua.

A person can only choose one way to survive, it is impossible to use both.