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Yang Jian returned to the fifth floor again. There was nothing abnormal on the old wooden stairs, and no new ghosts appeared.
Sun Rui, who tore up the black letters, went to the sixth floor of the post office. It seemed that most of the danger caused by the shredded letters had passed, and the danger that had appeared before was gradually subsiding at this moment.
but.
The hidden danger is still there.
The gate on the first floor of the post office was broken, and the lights of the entire post office were still turned off, which meant that the post office was still out of control. Under such circumstances, it would not be strange for anything to happen.
"Everything seems to be normal on the fifth floor, and it hasn't been corroded by the ghosts. It seems that the ghosts before are all directed at the people who tore up the black letters. This place has not been affected." Yang Jian's ghostly eyes peeked around, but found nothing. Something is wrong.
The only thing worth noting is that.
The door of room 504 is open at the moment.
That room was Sister Hong's room before.
And Ye Zhen disappeared again, and he didn't know where he went, maybe he entered a certain room, maybe he was chasing other ghosts.
"The last piece of the puzzle is in Room 501." Yang Jian immediately locked his eyes on the first room.
He walked over quickly without waiting for others to act together.
The door of this room is still closed, but there is a faint light coming from the crack in the door of this room. The light is not bright, and flickers. It is obviously a kind of candlelight, oil lamp or the like, not an electric light.
He looked at the mutilated female corpse in his hand.
Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, but decided to take it anyway.
Going forward, he tried to open the door of this room, but to his surprise, the door of Room 501 was not locked tightly today, and he opened it easily. There was indeed a yellowish dim light inside. At first, the light was very familiar, coming from an oil lamp.
"Is there an oil lamp? Sun Rui picked up an oil lamp when he was in the lobby on the first floor. Now the lamp oil in that oil lamp has burned out and is useless. There is also an oil lamp here two Could it be related? Or is it that the oil lamp on the first floor of the post office came from here?"
I have some doubts in my heart.
With doubts, he strode in.
The layout of this room is exactly the same as other rooms, except that the furnishings are a bit strange. There is a large table in the living room, and there is only a single oil lamp on the table. When the oil lamp is lit, a small ray of fire shines in the dim Shaking under the environment.
Some black shadows were reflected nearby, very vague and very strange.
The lamp oil in the oil lamp exudes a peculiar smell, like a kind of animal fat, but because it has been stored for a long time, it is a bit rotten, so it exudes a faint rancid smell, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
"Where's the person in room 501? Or the ghost in room 501?" Yang Jian frowned, very vigilant.
The person in room 502 next door said that there is a ghost in this room, which is very terrifying. It will lead the messenger into the room and kill it. Any living person who enters this room has no way to get out.
But the result was somewhat unexpected.
Yang Jian didn't see any ghosts, nor did he encounter any danger. Even this room was quite normal. It didn't seem like there were any traces of ghosts wandering around. On the contrary, the room 502 next door was spooky, with many corpses of dead messengers piled up.
"Whether there is a ghost in this room or not, I have to find the last piece of the puzzle."
He needs to know everything about the post office if he wants to control it.
The female corpse that was split into five parts may be an opportunity for him to understand this place better.
Yang Jian went to the toilet to check first.
The toilet is covered with a layer of dust, as if it has not been used for many years. Although it is a bit dirty, there is no sign of damage, and no supernatural imagination has occurred.
Then he went to the only bedroom in this room.
Although the door was closed, it was not locked.
After opening it, there was light inside, and another oil lamp was seen in Yang Jian at the bedside table in the room. The oil lamp was exactly the same as the oil lamp on the table outside, without any difference, it was still burning with lamp oil that seemed to be made of corpse oil, emitting There was a rancid smell.
And next to the bedside table.
Yang Jian found a glass bottle, in which a pale dead human leg was soaked in the yellow liquid, just like a specimen in formalin, but it was not one leg, but two legs.
But the body dip?Come and throw it away.
After Yang passed it, "You seem to be very interested in this corpse."
"Nonsense, no, don't slander me." Ye Zhen hurriedly defended, then turned his head away.
"I just want to know what the hell is this thing that can kill me, Ye, so many times. If I can, I want to fight it again. In front of you people, let's see what I, Ye, do. How did you clean up this ghost thing?"
Ye really wanted to get back on the field and continue to challenge this weird corpse.
Yang Jian didn't speak, just pieced together the remaining arm.
soon.
The wound was healing, and a complete corpse appeared.
All the puzzle pieces are assembled.
This is something that none of the previous messengers have done.
At this moment.
The female corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and then the entire ghost post office shook, as if an earthquake had occurred and the entire building was about to collapse.
This is not an illusion.
Instead, it's really an earthquake.
Yang Jian's ghostly eyes saw that the wooden stairs outside the gate on the fifth floor could no longer hold up and collapsed immediately, and there were even cracks on the ground. The cracks were expanding and soon spread densely.
"The post office is going to collapse?" The other messengers were confused.
This is impossible.
The ghost post office is a supernatural place, how could it collapse.
"No, it's not that the post office is going down, it's that something's coming up."
Yang Jian saw that the walls were peeling off and the ground was cracking. Although it looked like it was about to collapse, in fact it didn't. Instead, some unknown changes took place in the post office because of the shock.
This change is from the inside out.
It seems that the true face of the post office is about to be revealed.
But wait for him to observe more.
Sudden.
The ground cracked, literally collapsed, and they fell to the fourth floor of the post office.
But then the fourth floor also collapsed and fell on the third floor of the post office.
The third floor also collapsed.
The floors disappear layer by layer. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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