Mysterious recovery

He successfully entered the bedroom in Room 502, and found the spiritual source of this room.

In the room there is something similar to a god, with two small red lamps on the left and right sides, scarlet and weird, but in the middle is enshrined a kneeling little man, the little man is wearing clothes, eyes closed, Like falling asleep.

"Where have you seen such an arrangement?"

Yang Jian clenched the spear in his hand: "By the way, I remembered, it was in the room of the supernatural event in Room 301 of Dachuan City, and there was a god seat in that room, but it was empty. There are no idols to worship.”

"So, is that what is on the throne?"

The villain took a closer look, but found that it was not a statue, nor a wood carving, but a emaciated corpse that had been specially treated.

It was as if an unfinished ghost baby was made into such a statue by some supernatural means.

As for the use of this thing, Yang Jian is not clear, but he can be sure that it is this ghost thing that affects the whole room.

He approached again with vigilance.

At this time, he found some clues. There was a photo under the kneeling little figure. The photo was seriously faded and had been around for some years, but it was vaguely recognizable. The content of the photo seemed to be Room 502.

Moreover, the architectural layout in the photo is distorting and changing, like a movie screen, the picture is active.

"This is not an accidental supernatural phenomenon, but a man-made supernatural place. Someone uses such a thing to affect the entire room, creating a murderous room that can only enter and cannot exit, and traps the messenger who enters the room. Stopped, and also trapped the ghost in this room."

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes peeped, and he roughly understood all this in his heart.

He moved closer.

The scene in front of me is distorting and changing rapidly again. It seems that no one is allowed to approach the statue. A wall appears on the originally empty wall, and the surrounding ground changes again. Yang Jian, who was originally in the room, appears in this moment into the living room.

Yang Jian didn't move, what moved was the whole room.

No matter how he moves, the supernatural power will forcibly beat him back to the original point.

There were broken and incomplete corpses on the floor of the living room. There was a dull sound from the direction of the bathroom, and blood seeped out from the crack in the bathroom door.

"I already know roughly how to deal with this situation. The spirit has affected the entire room, so the most important thing is to interfere with the spirit. As long as the spirit is disturbed, there will be flaws in the room, and even the affected place can be restored to normal. The way it was before."

"As for ghosts that can affect reality, the level of horror is not low, and ordinary ghost masters who want to interfere with them are unable to do so."

"But unfortunately, I am not an ordinary ghost master."

The ghost behind Yang Jian swayed, and then a dark shadow spread along his feet in all directions, quickly covering the ground, then the wall, and then the ceiling.

But all the buildings in this room are covered by ghosts.

"Now, I want to see how you can affect reality and change everything." Yang Jian remained expressionless, and walked towards the bedroom again.

At this time, the walls twisted, the ceiling shook violently, and the whole room seemed to be shaken by an earthquake.

Yang Jian didn't waste any time, he came to the room quickly.

That god is still there.

The skinny little man on the god seat is still kneeling on a photo, exactly the same as before.

The closer Yang Jian got, the more violently the nearby buildings shook.

The ghost sensed Yang Jian's existence, and tried to change the surrounding environment, but this change was disturbed, because the walls and the ground were covered by ghost shadows. Although this effect was very powerful, Yang Jian's ghost Ying doesn't need to resist completely, he only needs to hold on for more than ten seconds.

This little time is enough for Yang Jian to act.

He quickly walked to the side of the altar and reached out to grab it.

Instead of taking the corpse of the weird villain kneeling on the god seat, he took away the photo under the corpse of the villain.

Photos are the medium, the key to impacting the entire room.

As the photos are drawn away.

next moment.

The shaking room immediately returned to calm, and the spiritual power did not interfere with room 502 anymore.

Then, the lights in the living room flickered.

The yellow lights came on again.

The person who claimed to be Lao Li appeared again. He still stood expressionlessly in the living room, like a cold corpse. He looked at the door that appeared again, and at this moment he understood that the people in this room The supernatural arrangement was broken.

"Yang Jian. You really did it."

At this moment, Yang Jian tore up that old photo.

The god seat was still there, and the villain kneeling on it didn't move, and he didn't take the initiative to contact it, so as not to cause some unnecessary troubles.

"You appeared again?" Yang Jian glanced, "You have something to hide from me. This room is not a haunted room in the simple sense, but a man-made supernatural place. Its purpose is to trap you here. No, to be precise, this black letter should be left here."

"What's behind this? I think you should know."

Lao Li said: "You can do this. It's okay for you to know a lot of things. If you can't survive today, then it's useless to know. You are right. This room was carefully arranged by the former messenger. A bureau, because of the black letters in the post office, they had to come up with a way."

"A way to avoid being cursed by the post office without tearing up the letter, this method is very simple, that is to let this black letter stay in the hands of a courier on the fifth floor forever."

"Ordinary couriers will be killed by the curse of the letter if they don't deliver the letter."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said: "So they need to artificially create a different kind, an existence like you, who is a messenger, a dead person, and a ghost... Under such circumstances, even the curse of the post office can't kill you. you."

"So the letter was left in this room forever, and some kind of letter delivery mission was suspended indefinitely?"

Lao Li nodded and said: "Your deduction is very accurate, the situation is like this, this method is bold and risky, but the result is obvious, we succeeded."

we?

Yang Jian's eyes were fixed: "You also cooperated with the action?"

"Of course, I thought it was a good way and an opportunity to end the fate of the messenger."

Lao Li said: "At that time, someone had to make a sacrifice, and I was that sacrificer. This was not decided by me alone, but by all of us."

"You have arranged this game, why are you trying to break it now?" Yang Jian said.

"The situation has changed, supernatural events have begun to appear outside, and the post office has begun to lose control...Everything is going in a bad direction. I think it is necessary for the courier to exist. If my death is exchanged for the fate of the courier on the fifth floor end, then the death of the messenger is in exchange for the end of the supernatural event."

"This is the conclusion I came to later, so the messenger must deliver the letter, must die, and must accept such a fate." Lao Li said: "So, now it is the turn of the messenger on the fifth floor to take this responsibility."

"I'm afraid, the messenger on the fifth floor is not willing to do this." Yang Jian said with a sneer.

Old Li said with a numb expression: "That's true, so new couriers who try to break the balance continue to die. You have also seen the corpses in the room. These are the fifth-floor couriers who died here before. If you can't do it today , you will be one of these corpses."

"But you did, and the post office will start running again, starting with this black letter."

"Everything will change for the better."

Yang Jian looked at the black letter in his hand: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. I'm afraid that this black letter will arouse the hostility of many messengers on the fifth floor."

"Are you afraid?" Lao Li asked.

"Afraid? They should be afraid of me. The messenger on the fifth floor should be killed if he makes no mistakes." Yang Jian's tone was cold, as if he wanted to clear the entire floor.

"That's good. Tomorrow at six o'clock, the post office will turn on the lights, and all the messengers on the fifth floor will arrive. You have to be careful." Old Li said.

"You don't need to remind me about this." Yang Jian said, "I do have a few questions I want to ask you."

He found that Lao Li couldn't steal the memory in this state, so he could only ask, because this Lao Li has no body, not a ghost, but a supernatural phenomenon that relies on the existence of ghosts.

The balance of room 502 was broken today, and it is estimated that he will not exist for long.

"You can ask any questions you have." Old Li said, "But what I know is very limited."

"What are those oil paintings of figures outside the hall on the fifth floor?" Yang Jian asked.

Lao Li was silent for a while, still without any expression, until some strange movements came from the toilet, and he said immediately: "I already had those oil paintings before I came to the post office. We guessed that those should have successfully escaped from the post office." For the courier on the fifth floor, everyone who delivered three letters and successfully left the post office will have an oil painting."

"Why did the post office do this? What's the point of doing this." Yang Jian frowned.

Old Li said: "The courier at the post office on the fifth floor has three choices after delivering three letters. I don't know if the information is true or not. I can only tell you what I know."

"Which three choices?" Yang Jian asked.

Old Li said: "The first option is to leave the post office, and the second option is to return to the first floor of the post office, but in exchange, a person on the oil painting can be revived."

"Ok?"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: "Wait, only those who leave the post office will leave oil paintings, so what's the point of resurrecting the people on the oil paintings?"

"It should be the arrangement made by reabsorbing the former couriers back to the post office. After all, couriers who can leave from the fifth floor are not ordinary, but everything is just speculation. I don't know why the post office made such an arrangement." Lao Li said: "As for The third point is not to leave the post office, nor to revive those who left, but to choose a road leading to an unknown floor."

"What is that road, no one knows, and no one chooses that road. It is a mystery. Some people speculate that there is an unknown sixth floor in the post office. Some people say that there is a way to know the secrets of the post office, but no one dares to bet against the unknown. , so there is no relevant information.”

Yang Jian frowned.

It seems that the fifth floor really has a lot of secrets.

"The last question, what is the function of the black letter?" Yang Jian asked.

Lao Li said: "This is also an uncertain answer. If the yellow letter represents ordinary and the red letter represents danger, then the black letter most likely represents death. We suspected that the post office was going to kill the fifth floor. All the couriers, so there is a black letter."

"Of course, there is another guess. I also guessed one or two from the delivery conditions at that time."

"I still remember that the condition of sending the letter at that time was that all the couriers on the fifth floor must participate in the delivery task. The person who successfully delivered the letter in the end will survive, and the rest of the couriers will be regarded as failed to deliver the letter and suffer the curse after the failure."

"Only allow one person to successfully deliver the mission?"

Yang Jian's eyelids twitched: "This is indeed a death mission. All the participants died and only one survived. No wonder you chose this method to leave this black letter in the post office without sending the letter."

"Until now, the letter delivery mission is still going on, and has not stopped, because the letter delivery mission has a special requirement, that is, the mission time will only be counted from the day the post office leaves." Lao Li glanced at Yang Jian.

"If this is the case, then the purpose of the post office is not to deliver the letter, but to screen out a special courier. That person must be strong enough in all aspects, otherwise he will not be able to hold the letter, and after that person completes the task, something will happen. What, I think this is worth looking forward to." Yang Jian said calmly.

He had a vague guess in his mind.

The black letter was probably the postmaster's letter.

The courier who successfully sent this letter may become the new post office manager.

Of course, this is just a guess, and he is not sure whether it is correct.

"You should think about how to deal with the following things now, instead of staying here, the ghost is already out of control, and you will be very dangerous." Lao Li said again.

In the bathroom, more and more viscous blood flowed out, and at the same time, the broken dead body in the living room gradually showed a tendency to move again.

The cold air in the bedroom became heavier.

Spirituality revived again.

But the only good news is that the lights in room 502 are on again, which means that the ghost has been suppressed by the post office, and at the same time, the exit to the outside room has appeared without the influence of the supernatural.

Now, Yang Jian can leave at any time.

He wasn't in too much of a hurry.

He can also deal with the appearance of Li Gui. He tried to continue to inquire about this man named Lao Li and asked for some key information.

"Have you ever seen a corpse in a glass bottle?" Yang Jian asked again.

"Sometimes the sound of glass bottles rolling can be heard in the next room, but there are ghosts in that room." Lao Li revealed a message: "One of the oil paintings also has that thing in it, but it's not easy to find."

"In the room next door and in the oil painting? I know, is there anything else?" Yang Jian asked.

He only has two puzzles in his hand, and if you count these two, it shouldn't be enough to put together a corpse.

"I don't know." Old Li said.

"What is the identity of the corpse in the glass bottle? Do you know?" Yang Jian asked again.

"Some people have found it before, but they have never found it. It is a mystery. I have studied it before, but finally gave up." Lao Li said.

From this, the corpse in the glass bottle has existed for at least ten years, or even longer.

Chapter 995 The Gathering of Messenger

Yang Jian got a lot of useful information from this man named Lao Li, which was very crucial and important, and gave him a general understanding of the situation on the fifth floor of the post office.

I learned from Lao Li that the courier on the fifth floor of the post office has stopped delivering letters for a long time, because the black letter was left in room 502, which made the post office unable to operate normally, and the courier on the fifth floor before to live in peace.

Some of the messengers who came up from the fourth floor in the past were given a short period of freedom because of this, and some chose to enter Room 502 like Yang Jian to try to take the black letters and restore the post office to normal, but unfortunately the previous people all failed.

The prolonged stalemate made Lao Li realize the seriousness of the problem.

The post office is spinning out of control.

The harm caused by losing control is even more terrifying, so Lao Li has been waiting for a courier who can handle this black letter.

The appearance of Yang Jian is not accidental, but because he has the ability to deal with the ghosts in room 502.

Simply put, he is strong enough.