Mysterious Recovery

In the past two days, Yang Jian arranged the company's affairs, and formulated a duty schedule for Feng Quan, Tong Qian and the others, which also strengthened the security forces in Dachang City.

The incident of being beaten to the doorstep must never happen again.

Liu Xiaoyu also quickly adapted to his work, and everything returned to the state it was in when it was in normal operation.

period.

Yang Jian heard that Zhang Wei had set up a new department in the company called Dachang Information Department.

He didn’t know where he found a group of spiritual guys, offering delicious and delicious offerings, and taking them around Dachang City all day. In his words, he collected suspicious information from all corners of the city and secretly guarded Dachang City. .

However, he did not take care of this matter. After all, this is not a bad thing, and the company does not care about this amount of funds.

today.

Yang Jian drove home from get off work as usual.

Zhang Liqin and Liu Xiaoyu were sitting in the car.

Liu Xiaoyu held his head, looked out of the car absently, and suddenly asked: "Yang Jian, why do you think Wang Shanshan's skin is so white and tender? How did she grow up?"

"Why do you suddenly ask such a question?" Yang Jian didn't want to answer such a boring question.

"I'm just more interested, just ask casually." Liu Xiaoyu said.

Yang Jian thought for a while and said, "The supernatural powers affected her body and changed her physique. Didn't you find that Wang Shanshan's body is very cold? Is the heartbeat very slow? This kind of physical function is not according to ordinary people's standards. She was able to maintain her normal survival needs, but she was alive and well."

"Under this situation, if there is no problem with the spiritual power, Wang Shanshan's state can maintain a physiological characteristic that is almost stagnant."

"What do you mean?" Liu Xiaoyu asked.

Yang Jian said: "It means that even after ten or twenty years, Wang Shanshan will still be like this. She will not age and will live longer than ordinary people."

"So amazing?" Zhang Liqin's eyes widened.

With that said, I don't know how many women to envy.

"There is a price."

Yang Jian glanced at it: "Once the supernatural power gets out of control or fails, Wang Shanshan will immediately become a dead body. Half of her life is maintained by supernatural power, half by the body, and the two have reached a subtle level. Balance, this balance is in my hands."

Liu Xiaoyu nodded and said; "I know this. I have read the information about Guinu. If you have a problem, Wang Shanshan will definitely be dead."

"If this is the case, I am actually willing to pay such a price." Zhang Liqin said suddenly.

It is a good thing for her to stay young forever and have life connected with Yang Jian.

Anyway, when ordinary people are involved in spirituality, there is no one to protect, and it is a dead end. It is a great opportunity for many people to be tied to Yang Jian's life.

Suddenly.

During the chat, Yang Jian suddenly hit the steering wheel and parked the car in the emergency lane, then his expression suddenly became serious.

"What's the matter?" Liu Xiaoyu was almost swayed into the carriage.

Yang Jian opened the car door and walked down: "Zhang Liqin, you drive Liu Xiaoyu back. I have something to do and won't go back. In addition, I may leave for a few days. Don't let the news go out, just say that I am playing games at home."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Liqin was taken aback, and she immediately moved from the passenger seat.

"Now drive away." After Yang Jian finished, he walked to the side alley without looking back.

Liu Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Remember to notify me if you have anything."

Zhang Liqin didn't say much, just glanced at Yang Jian and immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

She understands Yang Jian's character. At this time, anyone saying more and delaying for a second is stupid, and what Yang Jian hates most is this kind of stupid with no price for vision.

Therefore, Zhang Liqin decisively left, without the slightest sloppiness.

The car just left.

Yang Jian's cell phone rang, and Li Yang's voice came from inside: "Captain, the road to the post office has appeared again, do you want to go?"

At the moment Li Yang is still in Guanjiang District.

Yang Jian answered the phone and said, "Go, take two ghost candles."

This time he got a batch of important supplies from Shen Liang, including the red ghost candles, which he planned to use this time.

"Okay, then see you at the post office, captain." Li Yang hung up the phone after speaking.

Yang Jian put down the phone and stared coldly at the alley in front.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just an insignificant alley, but in his eyes it is a winding road leading to the distance. At the end of the road is an old building from the Republic of China period, the gate of that building. Signboards were hung on it, and colorful neon lights were shining around.

The atmosphere is depressing and weird.

Ghost Post Office!

"It came really fast. It wasn't long before my last mail delivery task was completed. How many days have I rested before and after, this new mail delivery task appeared?"

Yang Jian thinks this is very unusual. According to his thoughts, it will take at least one or two months for the delivery mission of the Ghost Post Office to appear.

But it was more than a week apart.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, he is more unlucky, stepping upstairs every time at the time of the delivery task.

Striding forward, Yang Jian walked on this path that didn't look back. He grabbed his palm out of thin air.

A strange spear with cracked golden hair did not know where it appeared from, but suddenly appeared in his palm.

Holding this supernatural weapon, and relying on the existence of a different kind now, Yang Jian is confident to completely solve the supernatural land of Ghost Post Office.

Keep going.

His figure gradually blurred, and the buildings in Dachang City behind him were gradually disappearing, as if being swallowed by the surrounding darkness.

The building of the Ghost Post Office became clearer.

The light of the neon lights is also exceptionally bright.

Unknowingly, Yang Jian has left Dachang along this spiritual path and came to an unknown place. This place is incomprehensible. Only the Ghost Post Office is the building. The other places are completely dark. You can't get involved. If you force it, If you wander, I'm afraid you will get lost in it.

Naturally, he wouldn't be curious to explore other places.

"team leader."

Yang Jian came to the door and found that a vague figure gradually appeared not far behind him. After approaching, it was determined that Li Yang had arrived.

The road to the post office leads to different places, but the focus is the same.

"Relax, Dadong City's Wang Family's ancient house has been through, and this ghost post office is nothing." Yang Jian's plain words made Li Yang less nervous.

It can be seen that although Li Yang has grown a lot, he is still very afraid of this ghost post office.

Perhaps this has something to do with the ghost he controls, he can always feel the presence of ghosts in the ghost post office.

Li Yang nodded without saying much.

Push the door and enter.

"Cough cough." A cough sounded like a serious illness.

"You shouldn't be here." The voice was familiar, it was Sun Rui, the person in charge of Dahan City.

Code name, sick ghost.

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, he remembered ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sun Rui was still on the first floor of the Ghost Post Office, and it has been at least half a month since he counted.

Being able to stay alive in this place for half a month is not only as simple as ability, but also strong enough.

"It's me, Sun Rui." Yang Jian opened the door and stepped on the old wooden floor, smelling the humid and dark air around him, and returned to the hall on the first floor of the Ghost Post Office again.

There is an old counter in the hall, and a man with a sickly face, like a corpse sitting there with his eyes closed with a golden cane, his body straight and stiff.

On the side of the counter, an old oil lamp swayed slightly, emitting this dim light.

The lamp oil seemed strange, and during the burning process it released a lingering stench, like the smell of a rotting corpse.

In addition, there is a gun on the counter, but the bullet seems to have been discharged because the gun is not loaded.

Hearing Yang Jian's voice, Sun Rui opened his eyes abruptly. The eyes were numb, tired, dull and covered with muddy bloodshot eyes.

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"Team Yang, you really came back. I thought you were already dead in the delivery mission." Sun Rui looked surprised after seeing Yang Jian, and there was a touch of joy.

Yang Jian said: "Why do you ask like this."

"The post office is suspected to be out of control. It is already quite scary here. The messengers upstairs are all dying." Sun Rui said.

He was referring to the upstairs, referring to the messenger on the third floor and the fourth floor.

Since Yang Jian entered the ghost post office, the messengers on the first and second floors have died out, and some messengers on the third floor have not participated in the delivery mission in Room 301 last time, so they still survived.