Mysterious recovery

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Wang Shan looked at Yang Xiaohua.

It turned out that Yang Jian treated her like this, no wonder it did.

"The fourth floor is coming soon." Li Yang reminded at this time.

The wooden stairs went up all the way, and the surroundings seemed to be foggy. The haze was thick, covering the road in front and the road behind.

There was an indescribably strange smell in the air.

At the end of the road there is a looming floor.

There are several rooms around the old back-shaped building, and the outline of everything is gradually clear.

After walking the last wooden steps, the fourth floor of the Ghost Post Office is here.

But just arrived.

Yang Jian saw a special scene.

A male corpse was actually hanging on a yellow chandelier in the middle of the corridor.

The corpse shook slightly, and the lights flickered, as if it had been hanging on it for a long time.

Because the skin of the corpse was a little dry, wrinkled, and looked black and sallow.

"A person was hanged?" Li Yang opened his eyes wide. "It's not realistic. If the body is left in the corridor, it should disappear the next day. It's impossible to keep it forever."

"Normal corpses will be cleaned up by the post office, but what if there are things that can't be cleaned up?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes, prying ghost eyes, and tried to walk over to find out what happened.

An incomprehensible situation arises.

When he was walking, the corpse was also turning slightly, leaving only a curved back for himself, unable to see the front face.

Li Yang also noticed this. He observed from the other side, but he couldn't see the front face. The corpse turned slightly in his line of sight, and it was still just a back view.

"Captain, I can't see the front either."

Yang Jian said: "That's not a matter of angle, but a supernatural phenomenon. Even if four people stand in four different directions and look at the dead body, they should see the back. Interesting, the fourth floor of the ghost post office is already like this. Is it dangerous? Psychic phenomena have become a norm."

Look around.

He found that something was really wrong here. There was a piece of black letter paper stuck to the door of a room. The letter paper was stuck with glue, covering the door gap tightly, as if to resist the invasion of something.

Some rooms didn't even have doors, as if they had been demolished. The room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

There are also corridors full of dirt footprints. These footprints seem to appear out of thin air, with no beginning and no end, and they are very messy, only appearing in one area.

Finally, Yang Jian saw the door of a room was gray and white, and it seemed to be covered with lime.

But if you look carefully, you will find that it is not lime at all, but ashes.

Some kind of supernatural ashes, with unknown abilities.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, there was no sound at all, only the occasional light bulb flickering.

The flickering light came from the lamp from which a withered corpse hung.

"The fourth floor of this ghost post office is too scary." Wang Shan was terrified, he felt that he had come to a ghostly and terrifying place of death.

It can be seen that horrible things have happened in front of every door here.

Those strange traces are all man-made, and they are obviously using various means to fight against the ghost.

As for whether the confrontation has been successful, it is unknown.

But from the corpse hanging under the light bulb, it can be seen that the danger here is unimaginable.

"The task of delivering letters this time is very important. Since the road to the post office has appeared in front of us, it must be involved in our task of delivering letters. However, we should have arrived early. According to normal circumstances, the letter will be delivered tomorrow morning after the lights are turned off. It will appear, what time is it?"

Yang Jian was calm and unmoved.

"Already, it's five forty." Yang Xiaohua trembled.

The lights are off at six o'clock, and the post office is haunted by ghosts. This is something everyone knows.

"You must enter the room within 10 minutes, otherwise it will be very dangerous after the lights are turned off." Li Yang stared at the door numbers.

401, 402, 403...it seems to choose a better room.

No.

It is necessary to choose a room that looks relatively safe.

"How about the captain's room?" Li Yang pointed to the room whose door was covered with black letter paper.

Wang Shan nodded and said: "The room was artificially blocked with letter paper, which means that someone once lived there, so it may be safe."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and took a look: "The letter is sealed outside the door. If a normal person stays in the room, the letter should be pasted behind the door, not in front of the door."

"You mean, the letter paper sealed the door, maybe not to protect the room, but to prevent the things in the room from coming out?" Wang Shan's heart trembled, and he came up with such a terrifying conjecture.

Yes.

He almost forgot about such a possibility.

There might be a ghost in that room, so the courier on the fourth floor stuck the door and kept the ghost in the room.

"How about that room? Although there are dirt footprints lingering in the corridor, but there seems to be none in the room." Li Yang said again.

Yang Jian frowned: "The existence of dirt footprints means that the ghost has been wandering there for a certain period of time. It doesn't matter whether the room is safe or not, what matters is why the ghost only wanders in that place? Even if the room is safe, it is easy to be killed." The ghost is watching."

"Go to room 402, the white door covered with ashes."

He thought of something, and he was more confident in his heart.

Chapter 887 The Abnormal Floor

The fourth floor of the ghost post office did have unimaginable supernatural events at a certain period of time. From the layout of many buildings, it can be seen that the messengers on the fourth floor made various preparations to survive and fight against the supernatural.

It's just that whether these preparations are useful in the end is unknown.

But judging from the current weird situation on the fourth floor, the result is obviously not optimistic.

The courier can't guarantee to survive on the fourth floor, and he has to take care of the delivery task, which is a nightmare for anyone.

It is understandable that the phenomenon of group extinction occurs.

Yang Jian came to a room on the fourth floor at this moment.

402.

There is a house number on the top of the room.

Compared with other places, the door of this room is also abnormal. The ground of the door and the door are covered with off-white powder, which looks like lime, but in fact it is a special kind of ashes.

The ashes have some kind of mysterious effect, which can block the invasion of ghosts and ghosts.

Yang Jian chose this room because he had seen such ashes before.

It was a small group of suspected messengers that I met in my hometown during the Chinese New Year. The leader of the small group was named Lin Yue. He once held an urn full of ashes in his hand.

Scattering the ashes in the columbarium on the ground can prevent the attack of evil spirits.

It is a consumable psychic item.

"I remember that Lin Yue was very frugal when he used the ashes in the columbarium, and he was afraid of using up all the ashes in one go, but the situation in front of him has nothing to do with saving. It should be that all the ashes in the columbarium were used up. Well, this phenomenon can only prove one thing.”

"At that time, the users of the columbarium had reached a critical moment of life and death, and all means must be used to resist the unknown and terrifying spirit."

Yang Jian frowned, but he still reached out and tried to open the door.

The ashes at the door did not dissipate. He judged that the ghost should not have invaded this room, so this room 402 is safe, and you can go in and rest temporarily.

However, when his hand touched the doorknob covered with ashes, he immediately had a strong reaction.

Smoke was coming out of the doorknob, as if lime had met water, and there was a burnt smell in the smoke, and at the same time, a severe tingling pain came from the palm of his hand.

Yang Jian immediately withdrew his hand.

He looked down, and saw that a large piece of flesh and blood had been mutilated in the palm, and even white bones could be seen, which was weird and terrifying.

Moreover, this kind of wound is difficult to heal. It seems that the damage has been caused permanently, and it is very difficult to repair it.

"Even I was hurt? It seems that the ashes are not only useful to ghosts, but also useful to ghost masters."

Yang Jian's ghost eyes glowed red, and within a second, all the scars on his hands disappeared.

Without saving, he restarts himself directly.

Just after being injured, the time has not yet passed, and a three-second restart time is enough to recover.

"Can't you touch the things on it?" Li Yang was surprised.

Yang Jian said: "It looks like this at the moment. The ashes treat the ghost master as a ghost, and isolate all supernatural things. Yang Xiaohua, come and open the door."

Then he took a step back and let Yang Xiaohua, who is an ordinary person, have a try.

"Would you take action if you were in danger?" Yang Xiaohua hesitated for a moment and asked Yang Jian's attitude.

"I will." Yang Jian looked calm.

Yang Xiaohua nodded, she believed Yang Jian's words, she just needed a clear answer.

No hesitation.

Yang Xiaohua went directly to the door, and reached out her hand to hold the doorknob covered with ashes.

This time, she was unharmed and felt the same as usual.

"I'm fine." Yang Xiaohua said.

"Sure enough, ordinary people are not affected." Seeing this, Wang Shan was slightly relieved.

If ordinary people would be eroded, according to Yang Jian's situation just now, Yang Xiaohua's hand would be useless.

Yang Xiaohua tried to open the door, but she couldn't turn the doorknob, she pushed it, but there was no movement.

"No, the door seems to be locked from the inside, and there is no way to open it easily. It should be blocked by something behind the door."

"Captain, maybe there are people inside." Li Yang said.

Wang Shan suggested: "Why don't you find another room, this room also looks dangerous."

"Can you sense a ghost inside?" Yang Jian glanced at Li Yang.

Li Yang signaled Yang Xiaohua to get out of the way, and put his hand on the doorknob.

next moment.

Li Yang felt a sharp pain, the white ashes on the door began to smoke, and the whole door shook violently.

The ghost and the ashes on the door clashed and fought against each other.

"I can't feel it. The existence of ashes has affected me." Li Yang shook his head.

Yang Xiaohua said: "I can take some time to wipe off the ashes."

"No need, the ashes on it are both a barrier and a protection, and they can be used if they stay. Since the door is blocked, just be more violent." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised the ash in his hand A cracked spear.

No triggering medium is required, only the ghost touching the handle of the hatchet.

The conditions for using the hatchet were fulfilled, and he hacked directly at the old wooden door in front of him.

As long as the supernatural item of the hatchet touches other supernatural beings, it can be dismembered.

boom!

There was a crack in the door, and the ashes on it couldn't stop the chopping with the hatchet.

As the door was being destroyed, there was movement in the room immediately.

It seemed to be a series of hurried footsteps.

"If you break the door again, I'll kill you. The messenger from the third floor shouldn't be too rampant. If you know the rules, you should know that this room is already occupied. If you want to stay, you have to find another place."

An old gun barrel protruded from the cleaved opening, and at the same time there was a warning sound.

Obviously.

There are messengers staying in this room.

"Is your name written in the room? I don't need your consent for which room I want to live in, and I'm not very interested in you messengers on the fourth floor. If I can, I don't mind killing you all on the fourth floor." Messenger." Yang Jian's tone was cold.

His attitude has not changed.