Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian had guessed.

The door opener and the door knocker were probably controlled by the same ghost, but for some reason the jigsaw puzzle was deliberately broken up, otherwise the ghost would be too incomprehensible to deal with it.

"Wandering here aimlessly, or are you already eyeing one of us?"

At this moment, Yang Jian was staring at the ghost, holding the spear tightly in his hand, and he was ready to dismember the ghost.

It's just... Now that the ghost shadow is still in Sun Rui's body, helping him to suppress the ghost's recovery, if the ghost shadow is used at this moment, it is still uncertain whether it will affect Sun Rui.

Now he can't die.

With Sun Rui dead, all this is meaningless.

Yang Jian suppressed the impulse in his heart, he refused to take the initiative, but planned to wait and see and fight back depending on the situation.

In the sight of ghost eyes.

The lifeless old man paused for a while after walking down the stairs, but the pause was not too long, and then the old man opened a pair of ashes and dim eyes, and walked step by step towards the direction where everyone was. Is it intentional, or is it just a coincidence.

"Is it still here?" Yang Jian's face darkened: "Then there is no other way, we can only dismember him."

"Bang! Bang!"

At the same time, there were knocking sounds coming from the direction of the door behind him. The door was vibrating and shaking again. Even the glass on the door was beginning to appear cracks. It seemed that the door of the post office would soon It was knocked away by the ghosts outside.

This kind of situation is not something that Li Yang can block by relying on the gatekeeper.

Even with the help of others, it is only a matter of time before the door of the post office is broken.

"I'll deal with the ghost that appeared this time." But at this moment, Wang Yong stood up, holding a shovel covered in mud, ready to fight hard.

"You?" Yang Jian's ghostly eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at him.

"This ghost is very dangerous. It has the law of killing people who will trigger death. I don't know if there are other laws besides this. If you approach rashly, you may die."

Wang Yong said: "I understand, so I have to repel it at the first time, I should be able to do it."

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll leave it to you to deal with it." Yang Jian didn't reject this proposal either, he felt that he should keep his state to deal with the great danger that hadn't yet appeared.

There's no way black letters could be just that much.

Wang Yong responded and walked up with a shovel. Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark environment, he could sense the location of the ghost. This obviously had something to do with the ghost he controlled. After all, he also owned the ghost domain.

The distance between humans and ghosts is rapidly closing.

Li Gui wandered over step by step, while Wang Yong met nervously and resolutely, without the slightest thought of retreating.

He is very clear that he is not only working hard for himself today, but also for the family behind him. After passing this test, he will be able to get rid of the curse of the messenger.

"Have you dealt with it?" Yang Jian saw it in his eyes, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Wang Yong was one of the top messengers on the fifth floor. He controlled two ghosts and possessed supernatural items. If he retreated in an instant, then the other messengers would be even less likely to be the ghost's opponent.

The cold breath with the smell of corpses has already blown towards the face.

Very close.

Wang Yong's whole body was tense, he stared fixedly at the darkness in front of him, and a vague silhouette of a human figure emerged in front of his eyes.

That is the ghost hiding in the darkness.

At this moment, he slowly raised the shovel in his hand and planned to make a move.

However, at this moment, the fierce ghost that was wandering over stopped strangely, and immediately above the head, a lamp that had already exploded suddenly lit up strangely at this moment, like a slowly lit candle , the light went from dark to bright, becoming more and more conspicuous.

The dim, yellow lights flickered, and there was a feeling that they were about to go out before they were lit.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly: "This ghost can control the lights in the post office, knock it back before the lights go out, otherwise you will die when the lights go out."

"So it is."

Wang Yong broke out in a cold sweat in an instant, he understood the ghost's way of killing, the flickering light above his head was like his life signal, once it went out, his life would come to an end.

So Wang Yong no longer hesitated.

With the help of the faintly lit light, he accurately locked on to the figure of the ghost, and slapped the ghost with the shovel raised in his hand.

at the same time.

A tall, thin and strange ghost figure appeared beside Wang Yong. The ghost was like a black shadow, or a shriveled corpse. At this moment, it opened its arms, bent down, and blocked Wang Yong's head. , trying to isolate the influence of the light, this is the ghost controlled by Wang Yong.

While attacking, Wang Yong didn't forget to insure himself, although he didn't know if it would be useful, but at least he had to try it.

next moment.

The collision between man and ghost broke out.

The shovel in Wang Yong's hand slapped the ghost's body heavily, and the lifeless old man's head was directly tilted aside by this slap. In addition, the old body seemed to have lost some kind of supernatural power. The support fell directly to the ground.

The heavy dead body remained silent for a while.

But then the strangely lit light above Wang Yong's head suddenly went out.

The terrifying law of killing was triggered.

Lights out is death.

Ah!

However, there was a strange and shrill scream in the dark environment, and the source of the sound was the tall, thin, mummy-like black ghost beside Wang Yong.

The ghost opened its mouth, as if its cheeks were about to be torn apart.

The horrifying scene didn't stop there, the black skin on the ghost's body was falling off piece by piece, collapsing, as if it had been eroded by other spiritual forces.

Wang Yong covered his ears subconsciously, he felt that he was going to be deaf by this shrill scream.

Fortunately, however, he did not die.

I don't know whether he repelled the ghost in time, or the ghost he was driving blocked the light just now, so he himself did not trigger the law of killing when the light is turned off.

"Successful?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he was a little surprised when he saw this scene.

This Wang Yong successfully confronted the door opener and survived.

really.

This messenger is still very powerful, and it was a correct choice not to choose to erase it together before.

"It's just that he only repelled the ghost once. Ghosts can't be killed. He's still in danger." Yang Jian didn't become optimistic because of this.

He saw that the ghost lying on the ground was showing faint signs of activity at this moment, and the wrinkled dead hand of the ghost started to move, it had already escaped from the suppression just now, and it was recovering rapidly. Judging from this time, After dying for a few minutes, the ghost will return to its previous state.

In other words.

Wang Yong's desperate confrontation was only for a few minutes of safety time.

"This is enough." Yang Jian would not wait for this opportunity to disappear, he walked quickly.

"I, I'm fine. The ghost I was driving took the attack for me." Wang Yong said at the moment: "The ghost has not moved for a while, but I don't think I won. I have to think of another way to deal with it." , otherwise it will stand up again."

He felt Yang Jian approaching, and immediately explained the situation here.

Wang Yong's judgment was consistent with Yang Jian's.

"I won't give this ghost another chance to stand up and move around." Yang Jian had already come to the corpse.

He raised the spear in his hand. The hatchet can dismember a ghost without triggering the medium. The premise is that the ghost is being chopped, not a living person. If it is cut on a living person, or the part of a living person, it will have no effect of.

This is a supernatural weapon against ghosts.

With a wave of the spear.

Li Gui's head was cut off directly, and the old man's head rolled aside.

But that's not enough.

Yang Jian didn't think that dismembering his head would make the Li Gui temporarily peaceful, so he started again and took off one of Li Gui's arms.

Under the peeping of the ghost's eyes, the right hand on the corpse exuded a particularly cold aura, so he had reason to judge that the murderous curse of death upon opening the door was stored in the arm of the ghost.

The hatchet is unbelievably sharp.

The body was dismembered with ease.

The ghost, which had been showing signs of activity, regained its calm at this moment, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep, and there was no possibility of waking up for the time being.

Yang Jian kicked his head aside, then picked up the weird arm and hesitated for a while, then threw it in the direction of the door: "Li Yang, this is the arm of the door opener, and it has a curse that will kill you when you open the door. I can't hold on, and the ghost is about to revive, so trying to control this ghost puzzle may be useful."

Li Yang is the ghost blocking the door, but this is the ghost opening the door.

There may be a delicate balance.

"I understand, Captain, if I can't hold it, I will take a gamble." Li Yang touched the stiff, cold dead arm that fell at his feet.

This is a jigsaw puzzle dismembered from Li Gui's body. Strictly speaking, this dead man's arm can also be revived by Li Gui.

"If you can succeed, you will control the three ghosts." Yang Jian said, he touched his neck subconsciously.

A crack appeared, and the nearby flesh and blood were rapidly rotting.

The curse belonging to the hatchet appeared.

But now Yang Jian doesn't plan to restart himself, because he can still endure this level of curse.

"Haven't you woke up yet?" Yang Jian looked at Sun Rui who was standing beside him, and thought to himself.

He is not in a good state after losing the ghost.

However, after Sun Rui tore up the black letter at this moment, the terrible curse has already happened. Sun Rui, who was in a coma with only a little residual consciousness, moved his eyelids slightly at this time, like a person who has been asleep for a long time As if about to wake up.

But it will take some time.

The curse still needs to brew.

He didn't solve the problem of his ghost's recovery so quickly.

Chapter One Thousand and Twenty Things Buried on the First Floor

On the first floor of the hall, Yang Jian, Wang Yong, Li Yang and others are fighting against the attack of the ghost. The current situation is not bad. Although there is danger, it can be regarded as temporarily resolved.

The only worry is that I don't know how long this curse will last.

If it is too long, many people will not be able to withstand the resuscitation of ghosts.

But at the same time.

The patio location of the lobby on the first floor.

Ye Zhen was walking in the courtyard, and fell down because he stepped on the air, but he did not disappear, but fell into a strange and supernatural place.

This is exactly the same as the first floor of the post office.

However, the walls and the ground are not made of stones or boards, but are made of black letter paper. This place is like a world of paper paste, but the strange thing is that each piece of black letter paper has a person. Names as bright as blood, Zhang Lei, Zhao Feng, Qin Kai...

These names are very unfamiliar to Ye Zhen, but they are somewhat familiar to some messengers.

For these are all the names of dead messengers.

The black letter paper and the name written in red like blood form such a place.

This place is full of death and weirdness, as if it indicates that the entire post office is built by the lives of countless messengers, and Ye Zhen's falling into this place, does it also prove that his life will end here, becoming another thread under the ghost post office? innocent life.

"I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, dare to suddenly attack me, Mr. Ye, okay, very good, let these ghosts see what I am, Mr. Ye." Ye Zhen was a little angry at the moment.

After all, he disappeared as he walked, so it's quite embarrassing to say it.

So Ye Zhen wanted to solve the troubles here as soon as possible and leave here to join Yang Jian. If he couldn't show his peerless demeanor in front of Yang Wudi, then what's the point of this support.

Without further ado.

He reached out a little, and the ghost domain spread, trying to tear everything in front of him.

A piece of letter paper with red names written on it was suddenly torn apart, and the cracks extended all the way, as if to destroy all the strange places built by the letter paper.

However, the crack only extended a distance of four or five meters before stopping.

The cracks are recovering rapidly, and the traces are disappearing.

However, the cracks recovered, but the red names on the black letter paper were blurred, and the red blood dripped from the letter paper as if it had melted.

"So that's how it is." Seeing this, Ye Zhen was thoughtful.

He has a general understanding of the situation in this ghostly place, and he is fully confident that he can easily get out of here.

But he doesn't want to.