You can search "Horror Recovery" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!
Another night at the post office.
At six o'clock in the morning, right on time, the darkness in the post office dissipated quickly, the faint yellow light was turned on, and the place returned to its usual gloomy and dim state.
After confirming that everything outside was normal, Yang Jian and others walked out of Room 31.
"Last night, there was a strange sound of high-heeled shoes walking outside, and finally opened one of the doors and entered inside." Li Yang immediately mentioned the abnormal situation he noticed yesterday.
After finishing speaking, he pointed to the front: "It's probably in that direction."
35, 36, 37.
There are three rooms in that direction, and the door is closed at this moment, and no messenger comes out.
"You think that the sound of high heels walking is a ghost?"
Yang Jian frowned, glanced briefly, and then asked.
Li Yang said: "Captain, do you think that the darkness in the post office at night may be ordinary people's activities? I think this possibility is very small, and there is a high probability that it is a ghost wandering around the third floor."
"Don't be so arbitrary. It is true that the post office is very dangerous after the lights are turned off at night, but you have entered into a misunderstanding, that is, you are not guaranteed to die outside the room after the lights are turned off. Ghosts shouldn't die."
"Of course, this is just my personal guess. I still remain skeptical about it. After all, it has not been confirmed."
As Yang Jian said, he walked towards the room Li Yang pointed out: "If there is a ghost, go in and see everything will be clear. You shouldn't have heard the door opening and leaving after you kept vigil."
"No."
"That means the owner of the high-heeled shoes is staying in one of the rooms here. I'll look for it." Yang Jian came to the door of Room 35, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and walked in.
"Don't come in, I'll be fine alone."
He wasn't afraid at all, and he didn't seem to care if there was any danger in the room.
In fact, with Yang Jian's current state, many things are no longer worthy of his fear. The only thing he fears is the recovery of his own ghost eyes.
? Yang Xiaohua, Cai Yu, Wang Shan, and Liu Mingxin stood watching from a distance. They did not dare to approach the suspected rooms with problems.
The reason why Yang Jian dared to do this was because he was skilled and bold, and they couldn't.
The couriers who came up from the first floor and the second floor are even newer than the newcomers on this floor, and any abnormality may kill them.
soon.
Yang Jian came out of Room 35.
"There is no situation, everything inside is normal, and the layout is the same as Room 31 we stayed in last night."
After speaking, he went to rooms 36 and 37 one after another.
Everything inside is normal, there are no ghosts wandering around, and no messengers move in, the room is empty.
"How can this be."
Li Yang felt a little unbelievable: "I clearly heard the movement last night."
"We haven't figured out many places in this ghost post office. Some abnormalities are normal. Don't make a fuss. When we went upstairs, we saw a dead body on the stairs. Now we heard the sound of high heels walking at night. Strange."
"The ghost post office has existed for at least 50 years, and its operation has never stopped. Who knows what happened to this ghost place for so long, maybe it is the place where we are standing now, and hundreds of people may have died. If there are more, there will be more weirdness."
Yang Jian's investigation of the situation is mainly to reassure Li Yang and others.
In fact, he would not be surprised if a ghost suddenly appeared by the bedside of the room one day in this place.
"Yang Jian, the letter has appeared."
Suddenly, at this moment, Wang Shan who was following up from the first floor noticed something and suddenly shouted.
"Xin? Where is it?" Yang Jian immediately strode over.
He had already searched in the room before, but no letter appeared. He thought that after shredding the letter yesterday, it was not time to deliver the letter, and entered a safe period, so he thought about waiting for other messengers on the third floor to appear before trying to find a solution.
Wang Shan pointed to the middle of the patio on the third floor.
There was actually a mailbox placed there, with a letter inserted in the mailbox.
"It's a yellow envelope, it's a normal letter." Seeing this, Yang Xiaohua was slightly relieved.
She was afraid that another red letter would appear, and that Yang Jian would tear up the letter again.p; This person's eyes have been emitting a faint red light, and the pupils don't even look like living people.
That is the trace of being invaded by a ghost.
He was not dead after being invaded by the ghost, most likely he had already stolen part of the ghost's ability.
With such a guy mixed in among the messengers on the second floor, the appearance of the red letter seems to be explainable again.
"You haven't told me how that letter came from." Yang Jian asked.
Li Yi withdrew his thoughts, and said with a sudden smile: "It's simple. If you come out of the room at night and walk around outside, you should be able to pick it up, but it will take a little risk. After all, there are ghosts wandering around in the post office at night. If you don¡¯t believe it, you¡¯re dead.¡±
"What? Did you pick it up at night when you went out?" Liu Mingxin's expression changed in shock.
"Otherwise, what do you think? This thing can save your life at a critical moment when it is used well. If you ignite this stationery, you can quickly escape in the midst of supernatural events after the road to the post office appears. Many messengers on the third floor will take the risk to pick it up at night, and some people If you are lucky, you can pick up more, and you are willing to take out some and sell them.¡±
"Do you need it? I can sell it to you cheaper, 100,000 pieces, which is already the cost price." Li Yi said.
"How much do you have?" Yang Jian asked.
Li Yi took out a stack from nowhere: "A lot."
""
Yang Jian felt that he seemed to have been fooled. There are at least dozens or hundreds of sheets in such a thick stack. How did this person get it.
Unless, this thing is easy to get, very cheap, this person deliberately said it was rare.
"Don't think that this thing is easy to make. You have to take risks. Of course, if you have the guts to open the door after turning off the lights at night to pick up this stationery, then I didn't say anything."
Li Yi seemed to have guessed what Yang Jian was thinking and immediately explained.
"This thing is on the second floor, isn't there one on the first floor?" Yang Jian asked.
Li Yi said; "Yes, it's just that people on the first and second floors dare not go out at night, and they die faster. They don't know how to use the letter paper after they find it. Even if they know how to use it, this kind of information will not be leaked casually." Well, the messengers on the third floor live longer, and a lot of information is public, and I was informed by other people when I first came to the third floor."
"I see." Yang Jian's previous guess was correct.
The courier on the third floor knows more about the ghost post office.
Yang Jian said: "Put your letter paper business on hold for the time being. Since you have been on the third floor for so long, do you know how to go upstairs as quickly as possible? I don't want to stay on the third floor for a long time. Go to the fourth floor, no, it's better to go to the fifth floor."
"Can't you wait to escape the curse of the post office?"
Li Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's better to calm down, the mission of the messenger is not that simple, and your anxious state of mind can easily cause accidents."
"This is my business. If you don't know, just tell me. If you know, I can add money." Yang Jian said.
Li Yi's expression changed: "How much more?"
"You make a price." Yang Jian said.
"How about a million?" Li Yi said.
After all, they don't look like rich people, everyone is very ordinary, one million is already very expensive, maybe they have to sell their cars and houses.
"Okay, I'll give you three million, and you'll give me another twenty pieces of letter paper." Yang Jian said.
"Sloppy." Li Yi cursed secretly in his heart.
This man is really rich. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com