Wang Yong was wearing pajamas, covered in blood and mud, dirty, but he didn't say a word, kept silent, just collected all the corpses on the ground, and then threw them into the door.
He took a look at that door, and it seemed to be connected to an unknown spiritual place, which did not exist in reality, and could be used as a place to hold ghosts.
Yang Jian didn't help, he was paying attention to the dead Liu Qingqing.
Li Yang sat aside to rest, his body was numb, and it took him a long time to recover.
After a while, all the corpses in the hall on the fifth floor were cleaned up.
"Captain, there are only so many messengers on the fifth floor?" At this moment, Li Yang glanced at Wang Yong, and then said.
Yang Jian said: "No, not only, there are many more."
He learned from the stolen memory that there are more than these messengers on the fifth floor, and it is impossible to have such a little accumulation over the past ten years. What's more, there are already other messengers on the fifth floor after the black letter appeared.
"That is to say, only a part of them are here today, and there will be messengers arriving one after another?" Li Yang said; "Will you have to do it later?"
"This is the most stubborn group. Their death means that the biggest resistance has disappeared. The remaining messengers are scattered. It must be much easier to deal with than this." Yang Jian said.
Then he threw something to Li Yang.
It was a rusty iron hook.
It is also the supernatural item used by the ecstasy Zhao Feng. This supernatural item is very powerful, much stronger than the blood-stained gavel.
"Take this thing and use it in the future, it will work better with you."
Li Yang was also polite, and accepted it: "That doll seems to be a bit bad this time. It was shot twice before, but now it just closed its eyes, which is a bit unbelievable."
He took out the old doll, and now this weird doll has closed its eyes and is not moving.
"What's the origin of the shovel? This doll can perfectly resist the attacks of ghosts, and the living people who attacked it and stared at it can't even open their eyes after being hit by the shovel." Yang Jian frowned, looking at The shovel in Wang Yong's hand.
When he moved the corpse, he used a shovel to shovel it, not his hands.
This shovel seems to have the effect of suppressing ghosts.
"It must be an incredible supernatural item." Li Yang whispered: "It can't be kept in Wang Yong's hands, he is not trustworthy now, if such a thing is placed on him, it will be fatal if it is betrayed at a critical moment .¡±
"I know, I will let him hand it over." Yang Jian said.
At this moment, Wang Yong came over after finishing his work.
"All the corpses are gone, only Liu Qingqing is left, what are you going to do? If necessary, I can throw her into that door too."
Yang Jiandao: "No need, Liu Qingqing is dead, but there is another person hidden in her body, I am waiting for her resurrection, and the shovel in your hand is very dangerous, I can't give it to you for the time being, but I I won¡¯t treat you badly either, let¡¯s exchange this with you.¡±
After speaking, he threw out the bloody sharp knife.
Wang Yong's face moved slightly, he looked at the shovel in his hand, his eyes were a little complicated, he was able to make it to the fifth floor alive, and almost delivered three letters and left the post office. I got this shovel very early in the quest process.
Without this shovel, he would have died several times.
"You are the boss, you have decided."
He sighed, didn't take much memory, and didn't have any regrets. He took the blood-stained sharp knife and handed over the shovel.
Yang directly took the shovel: "Don't worry, I will return it to you when you are trustworthy, but not now."
"I understand, I have no objection." Wang Yong replied.
"What are you going to do next? If you want to complete the task of delivering the black letter, many people will die on the fifth floor. You should already know this task. You can only survive the courier who successfully delivered the letter, and everyone else will suffer from the post office. Cursed to death, we didn¡¯t send letters back then, not because we didn¡¯t want to, but because no one dared to do so.¡±
He then mentioned the previous situation, which was the same as now.
Whoever holds the black letter will become the target of public criticism. At that time, no messenger on the fifth floor dared to say that he would be able to beat the cooperation of others.
Therefore, the scheme of leaving black letters at the post office came out.
&n?Rejected. "
"Pointless."
Yang Jian thought about it carefully and said indifferently: "The couriers on the first, second, and fourth floors are all dead, and there are only a small number of couriers on the third floor. Now, what's the point of turning the task of sending letters into the task of solving supernatural events?" Meaning, the messengers who just joined are ordinary people, do you expect ordinary people to deal with the current supernatural events? It's just dragging people to death.
"And solving supernatural events is more difficult than delivering letters. Not to mention that there are no people in the post office now, even if it is full, it will die sooner or later. This is a hell of death, without any hope."
"So that sister Hong's words cannot be trusted?" Wang Yong said.
Yang Jian frowned: "You can believe it, but you can't believe it all. I need to control the ghost post office, but how to use the ghost post office is up to me, not this sister Hong."
"What if she objects?" Wang Yong said.
Yang Jian glanced at it: "This is the resurrection of the undead from before, so let's fight again. Either she dies or I die."
Wang Yong's heart trembled.
At this moment, he felt that he had really made the right choice.
This Yang Jian is really determined to end the ghost post office, and he is risking his life to do this, not just talking about it.
This is the right way, if this is the case, the same mistakes will not be repeated. As long as he is strong enough and his attitude is firm enough, this ghost post office can really be concluded in his hands, and there will be no poor people in this place in the future.
pity.
? Such a person has never been encountered before, otherwise there would not be so many tragic things happening (remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com