Mysterious recovery

As the manager of the post office, Sun Rui couldn't possibly live in such a place full of ghosts.

"But the location pointed by the compass is here, and Zhang Xianguang may not have left yet."

Lu Zhiwen took out the paper full of Zhang Xianguang's name, and then put the pen on it.

The pen turned and pointed towards the darkness in front of him.

This obviously tells everyone that Zhang Xianguang is in the ghost post office.

"I'll light it up first, and then I'll talk about the surrounding situation."

Li Jun opened his mouth and said, and then he used supernatural power to make the will-o'-the-wisp burn and dispel the darkness in front of him.

The gloomy green will-o'-the-wisp danced in the hall on the first floor, the surrounding darkness began to dissipate, and the surrounding situation appeared.

The magnificent hall is not weird at all, and there are modern items such as sofas, bar counters, bookshelves, and TVs.

It's just that there is a lack of popularity here, and it seems very deserted.

"Sun Rui did have an accident."

Yang Jian's face was gloomy. Without hesitation, he strode in. He peered into the darkness with ghostly eyes, trying to find traces of Sun Rui.

He was very worried that Sun Rui would die. Although he would not die as a manager here, Zhang Xianguang was a terrifying person. It would not be difficult to kill a manager.

And once the manager dies, the ghost post office will get out of control again, and all his previous efforts will be in vain.

soon.

His eyes locked on a corpse, to be precise, a headless corpse.

The headless corpse stood there strangely motionless with a walking stick.

"It's Sun Rui's body." Yang Jian's face changed slightly.

The most worrying thing really happened. Sun Rui was severely injured, his head was cut off, and only his body was left wandering in the ghost post office.

This scene is exactly the same as when Gao Ming was killed.

no doubt.

This is Zhang Xianguang's hand.

"Help find Sun Rui's head. If he is still here, he should still be alive. If you find him, you will know what happened here. Moreover, Sun Rui cannot die. He must be rescued, otherwise this place will get out of control."

Yang Jian said: "Besides, there are fierce ghosts roaming around here, please be careful, don't overturn your car."

"It's a little thing."

Wei Jing untied the straw rope around his waist, and walked towards the darkness that couldn't be dispelled with a blank expression.

In the darkness, no one is deeper than his darkness.

Because his code name is ghost messenger.

"It seems that we were in vain. We have no choice but to deal with the situation here first, otherwise Dahan City will suffer again." Li Jun nodded and immediately started.

The others didn't talk too much nonsense, and started to deal with the ghosts here.

Yang Jian strode towards Sun Rui's body, without hesitation, he directly nailed it to the wall with a cracked spear to prevent his body from appearing abnormal.

soon.

The dangers in the hall on the first floor were quickly cleared, and some hidden ghosts were discovered, and they were immediately restricted and detained by the captains.

Although Li Gui is very dangerous, it is obviously not enough to face the team of eight captains.

As time goes by.

Everyone was looking for Sun Rui's head, but unfortunately they found nothing.

But at this time.

"I found it. I found a head. I don't know if it belongs to Sun Rui." Zhou Deng's voice suddenly sounded.

He didn't know where he went, and disappeared for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a head in his hand.

It's just that the head is covered with black paper, and these papers are connected into one piece to cover the whole head.

"Let me take a look." Yang Jian walked over immediately.

Zhou Deng said: "Captain Yang, do you think this is Sun Rui? It's wrapped up like this, you can't tell it at all."

Yang Jian stared at the black paper.

This is very similar to the black letter paper in the ghost post office. He has seen it before when dealing with the ghost post office, but this black letter paper is related to Tian Xiaoyue, the second manager of the ghost post office.

No hesitation.

He took the head, stretched out his black ghost hand and immediately tore off the black paper covering the head.

As the black paper fell off, Sun Rui's appearance appeared before his eyes.

The black paper seems to have some kind of supernatural power, it seals everything about Sun Rui, but now this seal is invalid.

With only one head left, Sun Rui opened his eyes immediately, and he regained consciousness again.

"Yang Jian?"

When Sun Rui saw Yang Jian, he didn't think it was strange. He immediately said, "What time is it? How long have I been sealed?"

"It's not too long, it shouldn't be more than half an hour. I came after Zhang Xianguang, and he only has half an hour to do it at most." Yang Jian said.

"So it is." Sun Rui breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it had been a long time."

"Don't talk so much, I'll put your head back together first."

Yang Jian brought Sun Rui's head to his body.

The ghost behind him stood up slowly at this moment, took the head from Yang Jian's hand and placed it on the headless corpse nailed to the wall.

The splicing of ghost images worked immediately.

After putting the head on, the wound seemed to not exist, and it fit together perfectly.

After doing all this, Yang Jian pulled out the coffin nails that nailed the corpse.

Immediately.

Sun Rui recovered.

"It's really embarrassing this time. Not only did it not help you, but it also caused you trouble." Sun Rui sighed.

He felt a little embarrassed when he saw so many people coming to help.

"Recover this place first." Yang Jian said.

"it is good."

Sun Rui nodded.

next moment.

The lights in the dim apartment immediately turned on, and the opened doors that appeared on the wall closed with a bang at this moment, and then quickly disappeared.

The ghosts wandering around the floor were forcibly sent to the depths of the apartment, making it impossible for them to surface again.

In just a few minutes, everything here has returned to its original state.

"Is this the ability of a manager? It's incredible, but I want to know, you can control everything here, so how did you lose so badly?" Zhou Deng was amazed, and then looked suspiciously Sun Rui.

"Brother, don't mention the embarrassing things. There are so many people here, give me some face." Sun Rui said.

Zhou Deng said: "Okay then, I'll go to the side to take a look around, you don't mind."

"I don't mind. You are welcome to come and sit when you have time," Sun Rui said.

"Sun Rui, where's Zhang Xianguang?" Seeing that the matter here had calmed down, Li Jun immediately walked over and asked.

The other captains also saw that the situation here had improved, so they stopped busy and gathered here.

"Everyone sit down first, I will speak slowly." Sun Rui said, and then motioned everyone to sit down on the sofa.

soon.

The ground was sunken, and several sofas rose up, appearing in front of everyone.

"The situation is urgent and there is no time to waste."

He Yin'er urged: "Don't dawdle."

"Not long ago, Zhang Xianguang led three people into the ghost post office. At first, I thought they were the messengers left over from the fifth floor of the ghost post office. After I recognized Zhang Xianguang, I became alert. I wanted to trap them in the ghost post office. In the end, after a face-to-face meeting, my head was chopped off."

Sun Rui sighed and said: "After that, he took He Yuelian away and repelled Tian Xiaoyue. I was powerless to stop him, but he used Tian Xiaoyue's black paper to seal off my perception, made me fall into a deep sleep, and hid me in the apartment. somewhere."

"I don't know what happened after that, but the Ghost Post Office definitely couldn't trap Zhang Xianguang, he should have left by now."

"But he's still in the ghost post office, and my pen can't go wrong."

Lu Zhiwen opened his mouth slightly, and the voice kept coming out.

Sun Ruidao: "That's Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting. He used to be a courier in the ghost post office. Every courier will leave an oil painting of himself in the ghost post office after delivering the last letter, and the people in the oil painting will always be there." It was frozen at that time, and the self in the oil painting can only exist in the world of oil painting forever, and cannot appear in reality.”

"So Zhang Xianguang in reality is the real Zhang Xianguang, and the oil painting is just the record of his past as a messenger."

"So that's the case." Lu Zhiwen nodded slightly.

Yang Jian asked: "He Yuelian has been staying here?"

Last time he asked He Yuelian to come here to look for Sun Rui, he didn't expect to meet Zhang Xianguang this time, it was too coincidental.

Sun Rui said: "I'm sorry, I couldn't save her in that situation."

"Now He Yuelian and Ghost Painting are all in Zhang Xianguang's hands. It seems that he has almost finished all the things he needs to do. The next thing is what I am most worried about."

Yang Jian frowned, and at the same time felt that Zhang Xianguang had gone too smoothly.

Everything seemed to be going according to his plan.

"I want to meet Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting." Yang Jian said.

"It's okay." Sun Rui nodded.

He Yin'er said: "Since the situation here has stabilized, it's time to track down the murderer. He came to Dahan City not long ago, so he must still be around here, and we will soon catch up with him. "

"It's useless. If we don't understand what Zhang Xianguang wants to do, we can't stop him. He can always be one step ahead of us." Yang Jian said.

"Yang Jian is right. Chatting with Zhang Xianguang from the past may help him understand what he wants to do, so that he can get ahead of him and stop him. Otherwise, he will keep chasing after him, and it will be easy to do useless work again."

Liu San walked over and said: "Your impatience is not acceptable. If the opponent takes advantage of this and prepares for it, we will easily suffer losses when we go forward."

He Yin'er said: "Continue to drag on, the other party may have disappeared long ago."

"Since you've already come, you don't care about the moment, just listen to what Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting has to say." Wei Jing said with a numb face.

"Since you all said that, then I take back the suggestion just now." He Yin'er did not argue and chose to give in.

soon.

An oil painting was taken by Sun Rui.

This oil painting is very large. In the painting is a rather gentle man in his mid-thirties, wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian immediately walked towards the oil painting.

As soon as he came into contact with oil painting, his figure was submerged in it, and he became a person in the oil painting.

"This thing is similar to a ghost painting." Li Jun looked at it.

"Let's go in and have a look too." Liu San was curious, wanting to follow the past to find out.

Others also wanted to see who this Zhang Xianguang was, and followed Yang Jian and Liu San into the oil painting.

But Zhou Deng didn't go in. He didn't know where he wandered, and there was no one there.

Inside the oil painting is another weird five-story building.

This is the ghost post office in the oil painting.

"Is Yang Jian here?"

The arrival of Yang Jian immediately attracted the attention of many people in the oil painting.

These are not living people, they are all messengers from the fifth floor. After they delivered the last letter, all their memories of that time have been preserved. They even have supernatural powers, but they can't reach the level of life.

"I'm here to find Zhang Xianguang."

He cut to the chase and said directly.