Mysterious recovery

But at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Liu Qingqing in the room came out ahead of time, her expression was calm, she was still so graceful, but unfortunately it was just a beautiful appearance, and what was hidden under the red cheongsam was only horror and horror.

And at the same time.

Yang Jian in the room also opened his eyes and woke up.

"you're awake."

Yang Xiaohua had already woken up, she had been keeping an eye on Yang Jian, and when she saw Yang Jian opened his eyes, she asked immediately.

"I didn't sleep at all." Yang Jian said.

"Then what have you been doing these few hours?" Yang Xiaohua froze for a moment.

Yang Jian said, "I'm resting."

"Don't sleep and rest? Aren't you tired of thinking about things with your eyes closed for hours?" Yang Xiaohua couldn't understand.

"Stop discussing this boring question. It's eleven o'clock, and there is one hour left before the last day is coming. After delivering this letter, everything here will end, and those who survive will go to the post office smoothly." The fifth floor." Yang Jian sat up and got out of bed.

He took the split spear standing beside him and walked out.

"Wait for me."

Yang Xiaohua also took a deep breath and hurriedly turned over. She adjusted her posture, held the red balloon in her hand, and planned to fight one last time.

If she gets through it, she has the hope of leaving the post office completely.

If she can't make it through, Yang Xiaohua will die in this strange old house in obscurity like everyone else.

The two walked out of the room.

In the lobby, Liu Qingqing, Zhou Deng, and Li Yang had already arrived. Counting them, the only five remaining people gathered together again.

"Captain." Li Yang said hello.

Yang Jian looked at it and said, "Zhou Deng, what are you doing with these four black grand master's chairs?"

"It's okay, I'll study it." Zhou Deng replied.

"Have you come up with any results?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yangdao: "There is a very bold guess, which has something to do with the strange movement of the old man's body on the first day before."

"There is indeed such a thing. On the first day, the old man's body moved on the chair. It should not be man-made, but a supernatural phenomenon." Yang Jian nodded, remembering this incident.

Zhou Deng pointed to the chair and said, "I think there should be more than four chairs, and there should be other chairs. There are seven rooms and six old graves, but there are only four chairs, which is very unreasonable." .”

"Do you think there should be seven chairs?" Yang Jian asked.

"Hey, Captain Yang is smart, and he can understand at a glance, isn't it? If the old man in this ancient house had six teammates before his death, then seven rooms, seven old graves, and seven chairs would make sense. Nowadays, there are few graves. One chair was lost, and three chairs were missing, so the number is no longer the same.”

"And as a ghost master during the Republic of China, do you think they would prepare the most common chairs here?"

Yang Jian said, "So these seven chairs are supernatural objects?"

"It should be, and I don't think the old man's body was moved." Zhou Deng said: "The real reason should be that the chair was moved."

"The chair moves? Some kind of supernatural power that can make the people on the chair transfer to other chairs? Or that the seven chairs are all connected to each other." Yang Jian's eyes moved, and he immediately had an association.

Zhou Deng asked in surprise: "Did you eavesdrop on the sidelines before? Li Yang and I analyzed the information for several hours before analyzing it. How did you guess it so quickly?"

"It's not difficult to understand, isn't it?" Yang Jian said.

"If the seven chairs are connected, was the old man's body taken away on the first day? Then it was sent back, but the wrong chair was sent to the right?"

"That's how I guessed." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Xiaohua on the side said: "So, maybe the thing that received the letter on the last day will appear in the old house through this chair?"

"It's very possible. After all, the so-called Resurrection Night is just what we named it. If the old man really revived, the place would have been out of control long ago. How could we let you deliver the letter safely?" Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian asked: "You seem to know the messenger very well."

"It's not very familiar, just know a little bit. There is a captain in the headquarters who is a messenger. Don't you know? She seems to be on the fifth floor of the post office. I have contacted her and know a little information." Zhou Deng touched jaw road.

"Is there a captain from the headquarters on the fifth floor of the post office?" Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, "Why didn't I see him attend the headquarters meeting before?"

The captain on the fifth floor of the post office is definitely not. Cao Yang, Li Jun, Wei Jing, and Wang Chaling must be unknown to him.

"I'm afraid it's another captain who has been appointed by default. During the captain meeting, there are only a few places for selection. Most of the places have been divided up, and the list of captains is kept secret. My rank is I can't find it." Li Yang said calmly.

"Can't I find out?" Yang Jian said.

Li Yangdao; "Captain, you must have permission to check, but you don't seem to be very interested in it, Captain, so you haven't checked it."

"I see." Yang Jian nodded.

He is indeed not interested in these things, and his captain is just a name, in fact, it is not much different from a person in charge.

"Your topic is wrong, let's think about today's letter delivery task. We should save the matter of the messenger on the fifth floor until we are alive to go to the fifth floor." Liu Qingqing reminded; "Don't look at the remaining How long will it take?"

When chatting, an hour is almost gone.

It's eleven forty.

The first seven nights of resurrection are coming soon.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just took out the red letter and checked again.

The letter is still there, no problem.

"Then wait for the first seven to see the situation."

Yang Jian said: "On the last day, the person who received the letter will definitely show up. There is nothing special about today. Sending this letter will be the end of everything."

"So the last day is all about fighting."

Zhou Deng smiled: "It's a little easier. Now that something appears in the old house, you can be sure that it is the recipient. There is no twists and turns. It is relatively simple and straightforward."

"That's right." Yang Jian nodded.

The last bit of time passed slowly.

soon.

The time on everyone's mobile phones and watches has reached twelve o'clock.

On the seventh day, the first seven resurrection nights began.

Chapter 965 The Invisible Recipient

After twelve o'clock, the relaxed atmosphere just now suddenly became serious.

Because from now on, this ancient house has officially entered the last day, and the person who received the letter will also appear on this day. Although there were many dangers in the previous six days, those dangers were not important.

If the task of sending the letter is not completed today, no matter how long Yang Jian and the others stayed in this ancient house before, it will be meaningless.

"It seems that everything is normal."

Everyone in the lobby was silent, paying attention to every move around them.

I thought something would happen at this time, but in fact everything was normal, there was no difference from before, neither supernatural phenomena nor weird things happened.

"It's true that there's nothing wrong with it." Yang Jian peered around with his ghostly eyes.

There is no spiritual interference nearby, and his ghost eyes can see many places.

But even so, Yang Jian still didn't seem to find any information about the recipient.

"Maybe it's too early, and the recipient didn't show up. The mission of the post office says that the recipient will appear at twelve o'clock in the evening seven days later. The twelve o'clock may not refer to this twelve o'clock, but ten o'clock tonight." At two o'clock, we have to wait for 24 hours." Yang Xiaohua said.

"The mission requirements of the post office do say so." Li Yang also said; "Seven days later, at twelve o'clock in the evening, the recipient will appear, let us deliver the red letter to the recipient before the recipient leaves .”

"It's only the early morning of the seventh day, and it's not night yet."

Zhou Deng said: "It's been a false alarm for a long time. You can't wait another day? Then it's all right. It's time to sleep. I will continue my research."

But Yang Jian said: "It's true in the information, but don't forget, we entered the ancient house before twelve o'clock in the evening, if one day is counted, then the next day will be encoffined..."

"Word games?" Yang Xiaohua frowned: "It shouldn't be like this."

"Whether it's twelve o'clock or the twelve o'clock after 24 hours, don't be careless. Whether it's a word game or not, it's twelve o'clock now. If the recipient is going to appear, he will definitely appear during this time. It's just another half hour wait."

He didn't dwell too much on this issue.

Anyway, today he still has to spend time in the old house, even if he doesn't sleep, he still has to wait until the messenger appears, because the mission requirements at the post office are very clear, and the letter must be delivered before the messenger leaves.

In other words.

The recipient is on the move, even just passing by the old house, or just wandering in the old house for a minute or two.

Once the opportunity is missed, the letter delivery mission means complete failure.

It is impossible for Yang Jian to be stupid enough to guard for a certain period of time.

"That's right, wait another hour and see if the recipient will show up. If he doesn't show up, then it can prove that it's not the right time to deliver the letter." Li Yang nodded.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but took out the red letter and checked it.

The letter was undamaged and undamaged, and the red envelope was intact and unopened.

"Keep waiting." Yang Jian said casually.

Everyone raised their spirits, paying attention to the disturbances in the ancient house, and waiting for the time to deliver the letter.

Time passed minute by minute.

Soon, the time came to ten past twelve.

Everything in the old house is still normal. This is a bit different from the mission requirements on the post office, because the mission clearly stated that the recipient will appear at twelve o'clock. Now 10 minutes have passed and there is no movement. Then It can only prove that this is not the time period now.

"It looks like it's really twelve o'clock after 24 hours, not this." Yang Xiaohua said.

"It's really troublesome for you couriers to send a letter. That post office is indeed special. It manipulates a large number of people to deliver letters. It's really hard to imagine the purpose of such a special and weird place. "Zhou Deng said casually.

"I also want to know the answer to your question, but this ghost post office will not exist for long, and I will deal with it after I deliver the letter this time." Yang Jian said seriously.

"That's good. If you go to the fifth floor of the post office, there will be two captains on the fifth floor of the post office. It will be a good thing for you to join hands and deal with this damn place," Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian said: "I hope so."

Several people chatted without saying a word, passing the boring time.

However, when the time came to 25:[-] in the evening.

"Crench!"

The sound of an old wooden door being opened suddenly sounded. Although the sound was not loud, it was very clear in this quiet old house.

For an instant.

Everyone who was chatting just now shut their mouths, and all looked in the direction of the voice.

That is... the direction of the back hall.

The back door opened.

"The back door and the front door were both closed and bolted, basically there is no way to push them open easily." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly: "It seems that the recipient is here."

"But the time doesn't match, it's 25:[-] now." Liu Qingqing said: "The post office said it was exactly [-]:[-] pm, and the recipient showed up."

"No, the time is right, it is twelve o'clock in the evening." Yang Jian said.

Li Yang, Yang Xiaohua, and Zhou Deng looked at Yang Jian, all surprised.

Even if you are the captain, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense, right now everyone's mobile phone time here is showing 25:[-], even if there is a difference of a few minutes, it will not match the [-]:[-].

Yang Jian didn't explain.

He knows why.

Because Yang Jian was restarted for 25 minutes yesterday, and the scope of this restart includes the ancient house, so the time of the ancient house has been affected. Although it is now 25:[-], if the ancient house has not been affected by the restart, it should be now It was twelve o'clock.

But at this time, he didn't deliberately explain or explain.

Others didn't worry too much about this issue. Now that the back door of the ancient house has been pushed open by something, this abnormality has appeared, and we must be more vigilant.

All eyes were on the aisle leading to the back hall.

Although uneasy in my heart.

But they are also eager to know who will appear in the ancient house on this last day to act as the recipient.

soon.