Mysterious recovery

No matter what, he decided to take down the letter and read it first.

According to the previous situation, once the courier has contact with the letter, it means that he has taken over the task of delivering the letter. However, due to the special circumstances of the previous two red letters, Yang Jian brought many people up to the third floor. The letter is sent normally step by step, so no one knows whether it will affect the follow-up.

"The letter on the mailbox does not belong to you. If you are in such a hurry to deliver the letter, you will die soon. You should have a three-month safe period from the second floor. Isn't it good to spend these three months well?"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

The door of Room 34 was opened at some unknown time.

A somewhat decadent man in a padded jacket was smoking a cigarette while picking up a lighter and lighting it up.

"The messenger on the third floor?"

Yang Xiaohua, Wang Shan, Cai Yu and others looked around in unison.

They thought that there was no one on this floor, but they didn't expect that room 34 had already been occupied by a messenger.

"No. 34 is also doubtful. The voice of that high-heeled shoe may enter it." Li Yang immediately said next to Yang Jian, suppressing his voice.

"It's a pleasure meeting a new friend. My name is Li Yi, the messenger on the third floor."

This decadent man seemed to be more polite. He reported himself as his family and showed no hostility.

In fact, strictly speaking, there is no conflict between the couriers. It’s just that there were a lot of couriers on the second floor before, and the couriers were hostile and repelled each other. Rush happened in order to seize the room.

But the third floor does not have this problem.

The rooms on the third floor seem to be able to accommodate messengers infinitely, which directly solves the problem of messengers staying.

The Messenger also seems to have a much improved temper and personality without Survival Conflict.

"I didn't seem to see you last night." Yang Jian came over and asked.

"I just came here. I heard the movement outside, so I came out to take a look."

Li Yi smoked a cigarette and said a little melancholy: "It's boring outside the post office, so I came in and sat down."

"Come in and sit down? This place can come in anytime and anywhere? You don't need to wait for the delivery time?" Yang Jian noticed a message.

Li Yi smiled and said: "The privilege of the messenger on the third floor can enter and exit the ghost post office at any time, even when it is not delivering letters, but most people are unwilling to do so, so this place seems empty."

"How to use this privilege?" Yang Jian asked.

"stationery."

Li Yi said and took out a piece of dirty, old and blackened paper: "Burn part of this thing, and the road to the post office will appear. After entering the post office, if you want to go out and burn a little more, the stairs to go out will appear. But only the person who burns the letter can enter and exit, no one else, even if you are in the same room."

"Letter paper? How did you get it?" Yang Jian asked again.

Li Yi smiled: "It's okay if you want me to tell you, then you also have to tell me what happened downstairs and why so many people went upstairs together, a total of six."

"I tore up a red letter downstairs, and then the stairs appeared." Yang Jian didn't mind this kind of information exchange.

red letter?

The messenger named Li Yi was a little surprised when he heard the words.

Then he quickly shook his head and said: "No, it's impossible. The red letter is the most difficult letter in the post office. It can almost wipe out the courier on the first floor. Only there is an abnormality in the post office, or some special reasons. The red letter Not only did you not send the red letter, but you also tore it up, are you kidding me?"

He is not a newcomer. He has already experienced a lot as a courier on the third floor, and he knows a little about red letters.

"That's the truth, believe it or not." Yang Jian just told the truth, not lying.

"What he said is true. I saw it with my own eyes, and the ghosts brought by the red letter invaded the second floor. There were originally a dozen messengers on the second floor, but they were almost dead yesterday, and only we were left. A few." Yang Xiaohua said seriously.

"Unbelievable. I have only heard of the red letter, but have not seen it. It seems that there are some existences among you that are beyond the control of the post office."

Li Yi glanced at Yang Jian slightly solemnly.

You should have read it right just now.

The person's eyes were emitting a faint red light, and the pupils didn't even look like they were alive.

That was the trace of being invaded by a ghost.

He hasn't died after being invaded by the ghosts, most likely he has stolen part of the ghosts' abilities.

With such a guy mixed in among the messengers on the second floor, the appearance of the red letter seems to be explainable again.

"You haven't told me how that letter came from." Yang Jian asked.

Li Yi withdrew his thoughts, and said with a sudden smile: "It's simple. If you come out of the room at night and walk around outside, you should be able to pick it up, but it will take a little risk. After all, there are ghosts wandering around in the post office at night. If you don’t believe it, you’re dead.”

"What? Did you pick this thing up at night?" Liu Mingxin's face changed in shock.

"Otherwise, what do you think? This thing can save your life at a critical moment when it is used well. If you ignite this stationery, you can quickly escape in the midst of supernatural events after the road to the post office appears. Many messengers on the third floor will take the risk to pick it up at night, and some people If you are lucky, you can pick up more, and you are willing to take out some and sell them.”

"Do you need it? I can sell it to you cheaper, [-] pieces, which is already the cost price." Li Yi said.

"How many do you have?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yi took out a stack out of nowhere: "A lot."

"..."

Yang Jian felt that he seemed to be fooled. There are at least dozens or hundreds of sheets in such a thick stack. How did this person get it.

Unless, this thing is easy to get, very cheap, and this person deliberately said it was rare.

"Don't think that this thing is easy to make. You have to take risks. Of course, if you have the courage to open the door to pick up this letter after turning off the lights at night, then just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Li Yi seemed to have guessed Yang Jian's thoughts and immediately explained.

"This thing is on the second floor, isn't there one on the first floor?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yi said; "Yes, it's just that people on the first and second floors dare not go out at night, and they die faster. After finding the letter paper, they don't know how to use it. Even if they know how to use it, this kind of information will not be leaked casually." Well, the messengers on the third floor live longer, and a lot of information is public, and I was informed by other people when I first came to the third floor."

"So it is." Yang Jian's previous guess was correct.

The courier on the third floor knows more about the ghost post office.

Yang Jian said: "Put your letter paper business on hold for the time being. Since you have been on the third floor for so long, do you know how to go upstairs as quickly as possible? I don't want to stay on the third floor for a long time. Go to the fourth floor, no, it's better to go to the fifth floor."

"You can't wait to escape the curse of the post office?"

Li Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's better to calm down, the mission of the messenger is not that simple, and your anxious attitude can easily cause accidents."

"This is my business. If you don't know, just tell me. If you know, I can add money." Yang Jian said.

Li Yi's expression changed: "How much more?"

"You make a price." Yang Jian said.

"How about 100 million?" Li Yi said.

After all, they don't look like rich people, everyone is very ordinary, 100 million is already very expensive, maybe they have to sell cars and houses.

"Okay, I'll give you 300 million, and you'll give me another twenty pieces of letter paper." Yang Jian said.

"Sloppy." Li Yi cursed inwardly.

This man is so rich.

Chapter 791 The Same Address

Yang Jian did not choose to persecute and threatened the messenger named Li Yi on the third floor. Although he could do it, he was still relatively principled.

Yang Jian has always been more polite to people who have no grievances or grudges.

Of course, this kind of politeness is for ghost masters.

After all, there are only a lot more ghost masters who have a bad temper and a more ruthless style than Yang Jian.

"If you agree, the transaction will be confirmed in this way. You give me the card number. If you want the money, I will turn around and leave here and my accountant will call you." Yang Jian said.

Li Yi smiled: "What if you don't turn your face and deny people when you get out of here? I am a more practical person, and I will collect money first and then do things."

"My friend, do you think a normal person would walk around with millions of dollars all day?" Li Yang retorted.

"That's right."

Li Yi rubbed his chin: "But many of the messengers on the third floor really can't believe it, and it's very difficult to talk to them, and people outside have to sign contracts for millions of dollars in business. Dare to agree with one bite."

"How about this, I will give you a piece of letter paper first, and after you go out, give me money and we will continue the next information exchange."

"You have to make me believe that you have this strength."

Yang Jian became a little impatient: "It's really long-winded, this thing is given to you, and it was worth the money at that time."

After speaking, he threw out a golden pistol.

After Li Yi took it, his expression changed slightly. It's not that he hasn't touched the gun before, but the weight of this gun... is very heavy.

If there is no problem with the gun, then the weight should be due to the material.

He skillfully took off the magazine and looked at it, and immediately asked in surprise; "Gold?"

That's right, the whole body of this gun is made of gold, and it is a special custom-made firearm. It is not an ordinary firearm that can be bought for a few hundred dollars in foreign countries.

"A bullet inside has a market price of 200 yuan, and that single clip alone is worth [-] million yuan. I'm at a disadvantage, and I'll give away the extra part." Yang Jian said calmly.

Li Yi touched the smooth and cold gun body and moved his eyes: "The recent rise in gold is indeed very fierce. Some people say that supernatural power can affect all substances, but it cannot affect gold. If you can build a safe house with gold , can isolate the invasion of spirits, but unfortunately, I am relatively poor, and I cannot afford the amount of gold required for a safe house."

"This gun is also made of gold, so that means it can hit ghosts?"

"There is nothing wrong in theory." Yang Jian said.

Li Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled dumbly and said: "That's right, even if you hit a ghost, you probably won't be able to kill it. It can only act as a little obstacle. This thing is more used to deal with people, to deal with people with some supernatural powers." Messenger of power... ghosts cannot be killed, but people can be killed, it seems that you who came downstairs are well prepared."

He immediately understood the true function of this thing.

Instead of using it against ghosts, it is better to use it against people.

"But if you give me this thing, you won't be afraid that I will turn my guns on you in the days to come." Li Yi asked.

"You can try it, maybe you were dead the moment you pointed your gun at me." Yang Jian's eyes glowed with a faint red light, and his tone was very calm.

"This person is extraordinary." Li Yi took a deep breath, thinking calmly.

No one who can come to this level is stupid. If you dare to sell such a big weapon, you must have nothing to fear.

"Okay, then I'll take advantage of your money and accept your money. I'll give you ten extra sheets of letter paper, but it's useless if there are too many of them. Not all messengers are famous." Li Yi said.

The two sealed the deal.

Yang Jian got the dirty black letter paper.

Just by touching it, I felt a restless and cold aura lingering on it, as if being touched by a ghost, leaving some indescribable marks.

"Twist the letter paper into a long strip, which is more resistant to burning, but don't let the letter paper burn out before returning to the post office, otherwise no one knows what will happen. I have heard of it before." When someone delivered the letter and fled back to the post office, the letter paper was burned on the road, and as a result, the person disappeared immediately, and he did not appear in the post office, nor did he appear outside."

Li Yi rolled up the letter paper with a familiar face and showed it to several people.

The rolled letter paper is like a stick of black incense, like offering sacrifices to the dead.

"Divide this thing into two for each person, and you keep the more."

Yang Jian took out more than ten pieces of letter paper and handed them to Li Yang, asking him to distribute them to Yang Xiaohua, Cai Yu, Wang Shan and that Liu Mingxin.

"Do you want to give it to them?" Li Yang asked in surprise.

Yang Jian nodded and didn't say much.

Li Yang understood, he gave each of these letter papers two pieces.

After these people took it, they all had different expressions. They never expected that the guy who almost killed everyone on the second floor would actually take good care of him on this floor.

It shouldn't be.

Isn't Yang Jian wishing that people like himself would die?

Or?

Immediately, Cai Yu, Wang Shan, and Liu Mingxin looked at Yang Xiaohua with strange expressions.

Could it be that Yang Xiaohua has already taken refuge in this Yang Jian, or has fallen into her beauty trap.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Yang Xiaohua frowned.

"Your surname is Yang too. Could it be that you are related to this Yang Jian? He takes good care of you." The man named Cai Yu guessed.

Yang Xiaohua was a little annoyed and said: "Nonsense, there are so many people with the surname Yang, it's normal to have the same surname, okay, and I've never been taken care of, didn't you also get the letter paper?"

"What happened to you in the room on the second floor?" Liu Mingxin asked.

"Liu Mingxin, what do you mean? What do you think will happen in such a short period of time? I almost died at the time, okay? Yang Jian just fulfilled his promise and provided me with protection while using me as a bait. It's as simple as that, I understand that you are seriously suspicious, but don't put it on me."