Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

"Shashasha~"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

After the light yellow glass container was opened, a strange sound began to sound in the office. The sound was very messy, a bit like the sound of electronic music, and a bit like the sound of poor radio signal reception in the old society.

And as the sound continued to sound, the light in the office also dimmed unconsciously. At the same time, a cold breath spread in the office, causing the temperature in the surrounding air to drop a lot.

"Is it some kind of supernatural phenomenon?"

Upon seeing this, the eyes of Li Hui and the others moved slightly, watching this scene quietly, wanting to know what would happen next.

But what people didn't expect was.

The old radio just kept making weird noises, but the ghost never appeared. Except for the supernatural power that had a certain impact on the surrounding environment, there was no other supernatural curse.

It's as if this radio-like object is too old and incomplete and can only do this, and it seems that the supernatural being inside lacks some medium for it to manifest.

"I thought it was some weird thing that was worthy of being sealed in a gold container, but now it seems like this is it."

"But this thing is a supernatural item after all. I will store it with you first. If you have time, you can study it yourself and see what kind of effect this ghost thing has."

Nearly seven or eight minutes passed.

Seeing that there were still no new changes happening around him, Li Hui also lost interest in it. After a few words with He Yuelian, he was ready to go down to eat and rest.

"Okay, I understand." Upon seeing this, He Yuelian responded and put the old radio back into the light yellow gold container, preparing to tinker with it later.

"Is this gone?"

Zhang Lei on the other side saw that the matter ended in such a dramatic manner, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, as if he regretted not being able to see Li Hui and He Yuelian take action again.

Then he said: "Captain Li, if there is nothing else you want to ask me to do, then I will go down first."

"I have nothing to do for the moment. You two should go down and do your own business first." Li Hui responded.

Hearing this, He Yuelian said hello to Zhang Lei and left the office.

Then Li Hui also got up and left.

that's it.

Time passes minute by minute...

soon.

The time came to half past five in the afternoon.

For ordinary people, this time may not make any sense. They are just sighing that the sun is about to set and night is coming, but for a special group of people, this time is extremely special.

Because this time is usually the time when the ghost post office receives the courier and enters the post office.

In a commercial street in Dajin City, thousands of miles away from Dahang City, a group of four people were chatting and laughing.

Although the sun had not completely set at this time, the sky was not as bright as before, and the street lights began to light up.

"Zizi~"

Sudden.

Just when the four of them passed by an alley, the street light standing beside the alley suddenly flashed twice, as if there was some poor connection in the line.

The occurrence of this situation did not attract the attention of passers-by on the street. Three of the four people just looked up curiously. Only a young man in his twenties suddenly changed his face, as if something sounded. As if something bad had happened, his expression instantly darkened.

"What's wrong? Lin Shan, why did your face suddenly become so ugly? Is there something wrong with your body?"

The only woman among the four saw the abnormality in the man's face and couldn't help but ask.

The man who heard this said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I still have something very important to do at home. I may not be able to go shopping with you next time."

"It's okay. If you have something to do, you can go and do some business first. You can go shopping anytime."

"That's right. If you have something to do at home, you can go back first. Don't worry about us. We will go back after we finish shopping."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the other three people told the man to go about his own business first and not delay important things.

Upon seeing this, the man said hello, quickly turned around and walked back the way he came, and then walked directly in when passing by an alley.

"Has half a year passed so quickly? That damn post office actually appeared again!"

The man's face became even more ugly after he walked into the alley, his eyes fixed in front of him.

From an ordinary person's perspective, this alley is just an ordinary street, but from Lin Shan's perspective, in addition to the alley itself, the scene in front of him also has a dim path that does not exist in the real world.

The path is winding and winding, and the environment becomes darker as you go inward. At the end of the path, an old building is located.

It was a five or six-story Republican-style building, looming in the fog. It looked like a mirage, and like a blurry projection in the distance, which made it difficult to see clearly.

But even so.

But you can still see the neon sign flashing on the door of the building, and the colorful lights give people an extremely weird and mysterious feeling.

In addition, as time went by, even if Lin Shan did not continue walking forward, the winding path leading to the ghost post office was getting closer and closer to him.

In this situation, it was as if the path was approaching him. It was wrong to say that. To be precise, it was that the ghost post office was approaching him, closing the distance between Linshan and the post office.

In this case, even if a courier is unwilling to return to the post office, as time passes, the courier will still be forced to enter after the ghost post office approaches.

There is no choice or escape.

Lin Shan, who was well aware of this, did not choose to resist. Instead, he set foot on this winding path with a gloomy expression, and then moved forward along the path.

soon.

Lin Shan arrived at the gate of the Ghost Post Office.

The signboard with the three characters "Ghost Post Office" was flashing with neon lights and the lights were bright, but the surrounding area was dark, like a fog, and nothing could be seen, and no living person could be seen.

It seems that this weird post office has become everything here, isolated in a supernatural world, or maybe this supernatural space itself exists because of this ghost post office.

"It's five forty now, and there's less than twenty minutes until the lights go out at the post office for the night."

At this time, Lin Shan looked at the time, and then prepared to open the door of the post office, go in, and then find a room to hide.

Because when the time reaches six o'clock, the lights in the post office will be turned off on time. At that time, there will be evil spirits wandering in the building. Only by hiding in the room can you avoid being targeted and attacked by the evil spirits.

"Lin Shan, it's you. I didn't expect you to come in first. Damn it. It's only been half a year since the break. This damn post office is about to issue a letter delivery task again. I don't know who among you will die during the letter delivery this time. among."

Just when Lin Shan was about to push open the ghost post office door, a burst of broken Chinese suddenly came from behind him, and then a blond and blue-eyed foreign woman walked quickly along the dim path. When she saw the door, Lin Shanshi took the initiative to say hello.

"Lucy, you're here."

<divclass="contentadv">Hearing this, Linshan turned his head and glanced, recognizing the identity of the person.

The other party was a courier on the fourth floor like him, and they could be considered members of the 'same team'. They went from the third floor to the fourth floor of the post office together. Therefore, the delivery time and tasks were the same. The other party's appearance did not surprise Lin Shan. .

"Let's go, Lin Shan, let's go into this damn post office together."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Lin Shan nodded, and then pushed open the post office door in front of him with a crunching sound.

After the door was pushed open, the first thing that caught their eyes was the scene in the lobby on the first floor. This was almost a twist of the Ghost Post Office. Messengers from any floor who entered the Ghost Post Office through the gate would appear in the lobby on the first floor. Then enter the corresponding floor via the stairs.

of course.

The courier on the first floor is an exception, because the courier on the first floor does not need to go up the stairs. He directly bypasses the lobby and is in the room where the courier is on the first floor.

Tatata!

Lin Shan and Lucy didn't stop at the lobby on the first floor. They went straight up the dilapidated wooden stairs. At the end of the stairs was their destination.

It is different from the previous three floors.

The environment on the fourth floor of the post office is even more bizarre. For example, a corpse hangs on a yellow chandelier in the middle of the corridor.

The corpse swayed slightly, causing the light of the chandelier to flicker. It seemed that it had been hanging there for a long time, and even the skin had dried up, wrinkled, and looked black and sallow.

The weirdest thing is.

As Lin Shan and the two of them moved around, the corpse also rotated slightly, leaving only a curved back for them, making it impossible for the two of them to see the front face. There was always only the back of the withered corpse in their sight.

In addition, the rooms on the fourth floor are weirder than the first three floors, and even shabby, because some rooms don't even have doors. It seems that they have been torn down. The room is dark, what? None can be seen.

There are pieces of black letter paper taped to the door of some rooms. The letter paper is covered with glue and tightly covers the door cracks, as if it is intended to resist the intrusion of something.

Lin Shan and the others just glanced at this, and then walked straight towards room 407.

In fact, after reaching the fourth floor, hiding in the messenger's room may not be 100% safe, because at night, the situation here will be dozens or hundreds of times more dangerous than the previous three floors, so no room is equally safe. Can it be specific? Survival depends on your own luck.

Lin Shan's team has always occupied room 407, so he would naturally choose to enter that room.

"Come on, come on, why are you two here so slow? It's almost 5:50, and the lights will be turned off at the ghost post office soon. I thought you two died outside, but I didn't expect your actions. so slow."

When Lin Shan and the two knocked on the door of Room 407 and announced their identities, the voices of other messengers in Room 407 came from inside.

But after all, they were all in the same room, and even members of the same team. The courier who arrived first opened the door to let the two of them in, and then quickly closed and sealed the door after they entered.

that's it.

The time soon came to six o'clock in the evening.

Suddenly, an ink-like darkness spread from top to bottom, from the fifth floor of the post office to the fourth floor, then the third floor, the second floor, and the first floor.

Except for the messenger's room, the entire post office was plunged into darkness, and the lights in the corridors on each floor were all turned off.

Tread, tap, tap...

At the same time, a dull, stiff footsteps began to echo on various floors of the post office, which seemed very strange. The footsteps appeared on the fifth floor, then on the third floor, on the first floor, and on the fourth floor. .

obviously.

The owner of these footsteps is not a living person, but a real ghost!

In addition to the footsteps, there were other strange movements in the post office. Most of them were caused by ghosts, but there were also a small number of movements made by living people.

However, the messengers who dare to act at night are basically extremely powerful ghost controllers. For example, the messenger on the fifth floor returned to the ghost post office for some reasons, or Zhang Xianguang, the administrator of the ghost post office, was making certain arrangements.

Yes.

At this time, Zhang Xianguang, who was dressed in a style that was incompatible with modern times, was walking in the ghost post office after the lights were turned off. Even if a ghost passed by him, it seemed as if he could not see him. The entire post office was actually under his control.

After all, he has the authority of the post office administrator at this time. Not to mention ignoring these evil ghosts, even if he changes the entire ghost post office, it only takes a moment.

that's it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

When the time came to six o'clock in the morning, the darkness shrouding the post office faded like a tide, and the lights on all floors came on at the same time.

However, this light is dim and yellowish. Although it can illuminate and bring a slight light to the interior of the post office, it also makes the post office environment more weird and dim.

"I finally made it through the night. I vaguely heard the ghost's footsteps at the door of our room for a moment in the middle of the night last night, but fortunately there was no other abnormality."

In room 407.

Lucy, who had a standard Western appearance, told what she had discovered last night and breathed a sigh of relief. The same was true for everyone else in the room, who had obviously heard what happened last night.

"The ghosts didn't attack our room last night, which shows that we are lucky, but this is just the beginning. The next mission of delivering messages is the real danger!"

At this time, Lin Shan spoke, his words full of solemnity, and then opened the door of Room 407 and walked out.

Almost at the same time.

The doors to other rooms on the fourth floor of the post office were also pushed open by the couriers hiding inside, and then one by one the couriers came out.

During this process, a courier asked loudly: "How is it? Has anyone found the letter to be sent this time? What is the delivery address?"

Upon hearing this, most of the couriers looked confused, obviously not finding the next letter to be delivered in the room where they were.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man’s messenger’s voice came from the corner of the corridor on the fourth floor: “Found it, the letter is here!”

heard.

Other messengers gathered around him.

I saw a letter lying quietly at the corner of the corridor.

But this letter is eye-catching red!

"Damn it, why is it a red letter? This kind of letter is almost lifeless. Is the ghost post office going to let all our messengers on the fourth floor die in this letter delivery mission?!"

Upon seeing this, the crowd immediately became commotion, and no one even dared to reach out and pick up the eye-catching red letter.

However, they also knew that the letter delivery mission of the ghost post office could not be refused, so after hesitating for a moment, a messenger stepped forward and picked up the red letter.

The person who took the letter was Lin Shan.

The moment the red letter was picked up, the letter mission was triggered. A cold breeze suddenly blew, and then writing began to appear on the wall of the corridor next to it.

The writings were overall black, like ink, crooked, and revealed a hint of weirdness. Finally, the writings on the wall came together, leaving an address.

[Send this letter to the owner of No. 66 Fushouyuan, Dahai City! 】

[Deadline: 5 days! 】

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