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Chapter 1055: The Thing Buried on the First Floor

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    On the first floor of the hall, Yang Jian, Wang Yong, Li Yang and others fought 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 didn't 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.

    Because 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 to pieces, 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 again, 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 didn't want to do it.

    Now that you have been humiliated, you should wash away your shame with the blood of a ghost.

    Ye Zhen stepped on the ground paved with black letter paper, looked around, trying to find the source of the supernatural.

    Soon he found it.

    Under a wall covered with black letter paper, a corpse lay motionless on the ground, and the body was also covered with black letter paper, like a wrapped mummy, but more like an ancient corpse displayed in a museum  , that piece of letter paper is square and square like a precious golden jade dress.

    Occasionally.

    The letter paper on the corpse peeled off, but then a new letter paper fell off and stuck to the corpse.

    Over and over again, the corpse will never be able to reveal its true colors, so it has to sleep here forever.

    But the dead body was not really asleep, it still became the source of the supernatural.

    Originally, this place would not have surfaced.

    However, because of the choice of the manager of the post office and the shredding of the black letters, the balance of all directions of the post office was broken, so this supernatural place appeared on the first floor.

    The courier cannot set foot here, because if he sets foot, he will die.

    Each piece of black letter paper has the messenger's name written on it, including Li Yang, Wang Yong, and Yang Xiaobut the strange thing is that there is no Yang Jian.

    Ye Zhen is not a messenger, he is an outsider who forcibly broke into the post office, and he has not started the mission of delivering letters, so he is not infected with the curse of the post office.

    So he can be safe and sound here.

    "Is that the ghost thing?" Ye Zhen stared at the corpse, he snorted coldly, and strode forward without any fear.

    soon,

    He came to the side of the corpse.

    Reach out and grab it.

    The black letter paper peeled off from the corpse, but as he stretched out his hand, the falling letter paper quickly faded.?, faded from black to white, strange lines of black writing appeared on the white letter paper, and two words were clearly written on the writing: Ye Zhen.

    In black and white, with a strong curse.

    Ye Zhen suddenly stopped moving, he stood upright on the spot, his body became cold rapidly, his life was disappearing, and a cold breath permeated his body.

    In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a corpse.

    However, immediately afterward, the yin cooling on Ye Zhen's body dissipated quickly, his body temperature was recovering, and his vital signs returned, but within a second, the situation deteriorated again, and he was dying again This situation repeated and lasted  Five or six times.

    In the end, Ye Zhen just yelled: "The mere curse also wants to kill me, Ye?"

    All the cursed letter papers fell to the ground and quickly disappeared, as if they lost the support of some kind of supernatural power and immediately weathered.

    Without the cover of the letter paper, an incomplete opening appeared in front of my eyes.

    The corpse showed its true colors.

    The corpse was pale and bloodless, as if the blood had drained from the whole body, but the skin was still very elastic, as if it had just died not long ago. In addition, it can be judged from some characteristics that this should be a female corpse, or a very beautiful one.  female corpse.

    "It's time to fight."

    However, facing the corpse, Ye Zhen stepped on the corpse without saying a word, and then punched it down.

    The corpse shook violently, the nearby ground was cracking, and the walls were collapsing.

    Another punch.

    The ceiling is shaking and cracking, and even some light has appeared above the head. The spiritual space here has been disturbed and cannot be maintained anymore.

    "Sure enough, it was you who made it." Ye Zhen was venting his anger at the moment, and the female corpse began to deform and twist after being smashed by him.

    At the same time, the supernatural space quickly distorted and disappeared, and finally the supernatural phenomenon became a reality, and everything returned to the first floor of the post office.

    Ye Zhen was still standing in the courtyard, but the female corpse covered by the black letter paper was still there, and began to appear in front of other people's eyes.

    "Are you back?"

    Yang Jian's ghostly eyes moved slightly, and he saw Ye Zhen suddenly appearing on the black letter paper. Obviously, this guy was fine and turned back safely, but it seemed that he was stepping on a ghost under his feet, which had been distorted and deformed.

    etc.

    Something is wrong.

    Suddenly.

    As the black letter paper covering the female corpse became less and less, the image of the female corpse gradually became clearer.

    It was a female corpse without arms. The arms seemed to be dismembered and incomplete.

    In addition, the female corpse has no head.

    The position of the head was actually pasted up with sheets of black letter paper.

    Wait, that female corpse has no legs either

    "Is that one of the puzzle pieces of the corpse in the glass bottle?" Yang Jian immediately recalled.

    The female corpse in the glass bottle has a head, hands and feet, but lacks a body and a thigh, so it cannot be pieced together completely.

    If the whole body is found, then the remaining leg should be in room 501 on the fifth floor.

    "It's no wonder no one has found this woman's body before. It turns out that the body was buried on the first floor of the post office. Only when the post office lost control will the ghostly place where the body is buried emerge." Yang Jian understood now.

    But at the moment Ye Zhen is still destroying the corpse.

    There were bruises on the corpse, which were beaten by Ye Zhen. According to this trend, the corpse will be beaten to pieces soon, and it will be difficult to assemble a complete female corpse by then.

    "Ye Zhen, let the corpse go for now, I need that mutilated corpse, it will be useful to me." Yang Jian immediately stopped him.

    Ye Zhen raised his head abruptly: "What? Yang Wudi, how are you doing? It really deserves to be the man who beat me. He is so different. Well, since you like it, then I will give it to you."

    After speaking, he picked up the corpse and threw it towards Yang Jian.

    "" Yang Jian's face darkened.

    There are still a lot of black letter paper pasted on the corpse, and the red names are written on the letter paper, which looks particularly weird.

    However, there was no abnormality in the corpse from beginning to end.

    Yang Jian didn't speak, but decided to put it on hold after observing it for a while.

    "Don't underestimate this thing, this thing has a strong curse that can kill people instantly."

    Ye Zhen said: "Fortunately, I met someone like me, Ye. If it was anyone else, he would have fallen."

    "Wait, I seem to hear something again? It seems that someone is singing"

    Then he pricked up his ears as if he heard some strange voice, and without saying a word, he rushed up the stairs with strides, wanting to meet his new opponent for a while.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)People are singing"

    Then he pricked up his ears as if he heard some strange voice, and without saying a word, he rushed up the stairs with strides, wanting to meet his new opponent for a while.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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