Mysterious Recovery

Main text Chapter 893: Large Wardrobe

Entering the bedroom of Room 404, Li Yang's ghostly power of blocking the door was exerted, and everyone was regarded as a short-term safe place.

And this danger has not been eliminated.

Because in the living room separated by the door, the ghost is still walking back and forth, making rapid footsteps.

Although I know that ghosts cannot kick in for the time being, this kind of movement has challenged everyone's nerves to a great extent. The ghost will kick in.

"Does it really make it through tonight?"

Yang Xiaohua and Wang Shan have such thoughts in their hearts. They feel desperate and collapsed. Even if they have thighs like Yang Jian around them, they have no confidence.

After all, there are too many ghosts and too many ghosts.

It only takes a few mistakes and they will die.

The messenger on the fourth floor was too unlucky, it was a delivery, it was death.

The previous analysis was correct.

In order to deal with the ghost who got into the messenger on the fourth floor, the post office directly started the cleaning mode, killing everyone here until the ghost was found.

As for the life of the messenger, it doesn't matter at all.

And with the ability of the fourth-floor messenger, it is also very difficult. It is very difficult to survive in this environment. As long as the delivery mission is still there, it will be killed by the post office sooner or later.

"Let's take a break, tonight is still very long, if everything goes well, you can still survive until tomorrow morning." Yang Jian said, and he touched the crack on his forehead.

The wound caused by the hatchet curse is already being repaired at this moment.

But the speed is not as fast as imagined.

It seems that the price paid for the knife just now is a bit high.

"Even if you live tonight, if tomorrow's delivery mission appears, you will still die." Yang Xiaohua was sitting on the ground curled up against the wall at the moment, her tone lost, and she felt like giving up struggling.

She feels too tired.

It would be better to just die like this.

Yang Jian glanced at him: "I've already reached this point. What do you mean by saying this? Do you want to commit suicide? But if you want to commit suicide, you have to get my consent."

"I don't even have the right to die?" Yang Xiaohua said.

"No, you don't even have the ability to die." Yang Jian said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Yang Xiaohua's eyes moved, thinking about what Yang Jian said: "I should be of little value to you. If I die, you should be less burdensome. It is a good thing for you."

"Indeed, you nodded, I will throw you out now." Yang Jian nodded and admitted directly.

"You..." Yang Xiaohua didn't dare to say any more.

She could see that Yang Jian was serious. If she said something, she would definitely be thrown out of the room.

"It's really a waste that can't support the wall. You should have died in Dachuan City. You want to kill me at such a level? I don't even think about it." Yang Jian said coldly.

"Yang Jian, come and take a look, there seems to be a dead person on this bed."

At this moment, Wang Shan suddenly pointed to a bed next to him and said.

The bed was covered with a white quilt, but when I opened a corner, I was surprised to find that a highly decomposed human hand was exposed inside the quilt.

Not only Wang Shan, but the eagle and Liu Qingqing on the side also saw it.

"It's not a ghost, it's just a dead person. It should be the messenger on the fourth floor. It may have been killed by a ghost." Liu Qingqing judged.

"This corpse seems a bit familiar." The eagle frowned after observing it, and he immediately lifted the quilt.

A strong smell of corpse wafted out, and the smoker almost vomited.

A highly decomposed corpse appeared in front of us,

The dead body held a photo and a suicide note in its hands.

"It's my missing friend Zhu Lei." After the eagle recognized it, his eyes shrank.

"He died peacefully, and he left his suicide note and photos. Then he was not killed by a ghost, but suicide." Liu Qingqing said.

The eagle frowned and said, "Zhu Lei is not like a suicide. He is not that vulnerable."

"It doesn't matter, he has been dead for a while." Yang Jian glanced, not interested in the dead body.

The eagle did not speak, but walked over and took away the photos and suicide note from the corpse.

He didn't hesitate to open his suicide note and read it.

It was indeed Zhu Lei's handwritten letter, which stated some last wishes. The photo was Zhu Lei's family portrait, and it seemed that he would never forget his family before he died.

"I finally became the messenger on the fourth floor. I didn't expect that I couldn't resist the past in the end." Li Yang glanced slightly and said with some emotion.

He followed Yang Jian all the way, knowing exactly how difficult it is to become a messenger on the fourth floor.

As long as you insist on going up to the fifth floor of the post office, there is a great hope that you can leave this ghost place, and you don’t have to accept the post office’s delivery tasks, and you will be completely free.

"Huh? Is there such a piece of furniture in the other rooms on the fourth floor?"

At this moment, when Yang Jian was observing the corpse, he inadvertently noticed that there was a wooden wardrobe in the corner of the room.

Although this closet is large, it is very inconspicuous, because the whole room is perfectly integrated, as if it should appear in that position, it won't make people pay special attention, even if it is seen, it is just a casual glance.

"No, the other rooms on the fourth floor don't have this kind of big wardrobe. The room 402 I stayed in before had only one bed and a bedside table. Other than that, there was nothing. But every room is different and there will be more or less. There are some differences in decoration, but this kind of big furniture is impossible."

The eagle said sensibly.

"Do you think there is a problem with this wardrobe?"

"It's not really such a bad luck, right." Seeing this, Wang Shan hurriedly backed away, a little farther away from the big wardrobe.

Yang Jian walked over: "I'm not sure, but it's better to check it out clearly. After all, there is still a long time to stay here tonight."

"Liu Qingqing, you don't plan to stand there all day."

"I understand, I'll go and see." Liu Qingqing understood what Yang Jian meant.

I didn't do anything along the way. Yang Jian took care of all the dangers. Now Li Yang was blocking the door, and she was a ghost master who didn't help. It was indeed hard to tell the past.

So she had no reason to refuse the trivial matter of checking the room.

Not ashamed to refuse.

Liu Qingqing came to this big wardrobe.

Even if she was 1.72 meters tall, she was a little short when she stood in front of this closet. She observed it, and then opened the closet door cautiously.

But she just opened the closet door.

Something stuck out and hit her head head-on.

moment.

Liu Qingqing's head fell to the ground, dented a large area, and then rolled to the side grunting, the boss with his eyes open, looking very surprised.

But her body was still standing there, not falling down, maintaining a posture of opening the door.

"what?"

This sudden change shocked everyone.

"Have you been attacked?" Yang Jian's face sank, he saw what was in the cabinet door.

A hand stretched out from the cabinet door with a few pieces of clothes hung, and an old blood-stained mallet was held in that hand.

"There are people inside, I was assaulted by a living person."

Liu Qingqing, who fell on the ground, did not die. There was no flesh and blood in her neck. It was actually a piece of wood spliced ​​together. The whole figure was like a puppet, only the face was her own.

Although he suffered a terrible attack, Liu Qingqing made a judgment and knew that it was not a ghost, but a human being that attacked him.

"Spiritual items?"

Yang Jian stared at the old blood-stained mallet, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth at this moment.

It seems that today is not unlucky, but it is still a bit rewarding.

"Come out, the guy hiding inside."

The people in the closet did not speak, and no one responded. Instead, they stretched out their arms from the pile of clothes in the closet and grabbed the door to close it.

"Can't hear? Or ignore me?"

As soon as Yang Jian raised his hand, the cracked spear in his hand flew out directly, and the part of the coffin nail in the tail of the gun directly pierced the arm and nailed it to the cabinet door fiercely.

There is still no movement inside,

But Yang Jian didn't care about this, he strode forward, took off the spear directly, grabbed the arm, and pulled it out.

A man in the closet was pulled out with a dull scream.

He didn't have the blood-stained mallet in his hand, and he was not the same person who attacked Liu Qingqing just now.

"It's the messenger on the fourth floor. I have seen him. His name is Qu Hongtao." The eagle was also staring. He saw that the man was captured ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and immediately recognized it.

"Eagle? Is it you?"

This man named Qu Hongtao gritted his teeth and stared at him tightly.

The eagle seemed to have a very normal relationship with him, and he snorted heavily: "No wonder there are no traces of messengers in other rooms. You are very good at hiding until you are hiding in the closet of room 404. You are not afraid of the ghosts in this room. Do you kill you by smashing the cabinet door with your head?"

"Of course I'm afraid, so we just tapped on the ghost's head. As long as we hit the ghost, we will be safe. I didn't expect the situation to become like this." Qu Hongtao was stepped on the ground. , He stared at Yang Jian.

A newcomer?

Do not.

Several newcomers.

He saw Li Yang, Wang Shan, Yang Xiaohua and other strange faces.

Yang Jian said: "There are still people hiding inside? How many hiding?"

"Count me, three." Qu Hongtao said.

"There are still a lot of people." Yang Jian said: "This wardrobe seems unusual, it seems to be able to isolate all movement."

"This wardrobe was previously obtained during a letter delivery mission. At that time, there was a ghost in the wardrobe, so it was contaminated with some spiritual aura, and some weird changes occurred. You put this thing down first, and you have something to say." Qu Hongtao said.

He didn't dare to move when he saw the spear in Yang Jian's hand aimed at his head as if it was about to fall at any time.

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If I don't cooperate at all, I'm afraid I will be pierced to death on the spot.

Therefore, he must answer all questions and dare not conceal information.

And this information can't be concealed.

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