Fang Shiming's mysterious recovery

Chapter 72 Tear Up Letters (Please collect and ask for recommendation tickets)

And the lines of distorted fonts disappeared in an instant, and another line of fonts that seemed to be put together indiscriminately appeared.

Daewoo City, Taiping Hospital, Mortuary No. 44.

At midnight on the 16th.

The location is exactly the same, and a terrifying supernatural event is about to break out in Daewoo City.

The words on the wall and the letter in Fang Shiming's hand were photographed by Sun Rui with a camera.

Fang Shiming tore the red envelope into pieces.

The samurai sword slowly came out of his body, he grabbed the handle and drew an afterimage in the air, and drew two sword flowers.At this time, the blade was facing upwards and he carried it on his shoulder.

Unknowingly, his feet formed a lunge, and he looked around.

Gusts of wind rose from the ground, and the old wooden planks rattled and rattled.

Suddenly there was a burst of crying, no, to be precise, it was not crying, but the sobbing of a child.

The voice came from a corner not far away, and the crying sound was approaching from far away, slowly approaching.

In Fang Shiming's eyes, there was a little girl squatting in the corner, with her back to everyone, sobbing deeply, holding a pencil in her hand. This pencil was covered with dense tooth marks as if it had been bitten.

Soon, the little girl stopped crying.The drawing with pencil is also largely completed.

It is a picture of a human silhouette being hoisted into the sky, then torn apart, and the child began to draw the human silhouette's face again.

It is very simple, but the face is Fang Shiming's face, and the samurai sword is drawn on it.

Suddenly, a piece of white silk appeared strangely and wrapped around Fang Shiming's neck directly, trying to hang him up.

Although Bai Ling was entangled with Fang Shiming, he couldn't let him stand on tiptoe at all. Fang Shiming stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Ling off. The supernatural power in his hand was activated, and Bai Ling turned into nothingness.

Fang Shiming felt a supernatural force wanting to tear him apart, this ghost is quite ruthless.

The cheongsam fluttered on his body, and the blue light flickered to resolve the spiritual attack.

I hate children the most, especially little girls.

He stepped forward, and a corpse appeared in front of him, which should be the child's ghost slave.

He swung his sword violently, and the samurai sword swung in front of him. After the crisp sound of the sword, a dazzling light of the sword was left behind, like a half moon, bright and bright, and cold as frost!
next moment.

The ghost slave was stabbed twice, and then he put the knife back into its sheath. Then, he took small steps and rushed out at a high speed. At the fastest moment of his sprint, he drew the knife again.

The samurai sword pierced through the little girl's body in an instant, nailing her firmly to the wall.

"Brilliant."

Sun Rui really opened his eyes. He suppressed a ghost so easily, which he had never heard or seen before.

The woman with heavy makeup took back the hairpin in her hand and looked at Fang Shiming in a little surprise.Said: "You are a ghost master! I guessed it yesterday, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Fang Shiming shook his head: "This ghost is too weak, I've always wanted to meet some terrifying ghosts."

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "The price of refusing to deliver the letter is much higher than the price of tearing up the letter. If you want to fight against a powerful ghost, you don't have to take the envelope, but you may kill the three of us."

Fang Shiming is going to watch the scene where Mimiko kills Liu San in a few days, so he will have time to wait. He walks up to the little girl, surrounded by the haunted world, and takes it and the samurai sword away at the same time.

The original zigzag-shaped room on the first floor disappeared, and all these rooms in 111213 no longer existed, replaced by a huge staircase several meters wide.

The stairs are also made of wood, and the material is the same as the floor we walked on before, but the upper part is shrouded in a layer of darkness.

Without hesitation, Fang Shiming immediately stepped on the wooden stairs and walked upstairs.

Sun Rui and the woman followed behind.

The sense of distance and space on the wooden stairs felt some kind of supernatural influence and appeared disorderly.

He looked up and saw that the front was still dark, and the darkness condensed in the depths, turning into pitch black, blocking all sights, and it was the same when looking back, all he could see now was this section of stairs.

"Crench."

"Crench."

The sound of stepping on the stairs seemed to be louder, and he could even feel the stairs shaking, feeling like they were about to fall apart and collapse, which was very unsafe.

Without thinking too much, Fang Shiming stepped onto the second floor.

A back-shaped corridor, old and dark, barely illuminated by a few yellow lights in the stairwell.

The wall next to it was mottled and dull, with many stains left on it, like blood smeared on it and dried up, and there were some weird scratches, and even some weird black pictures. I don’t know who used ink to paint it on it. Formed after writing above.

The structure of the second floor is no different from the first floor, the only difference is that the lobby of the ghost post office can no longer be seen.

Fang Shiming's haunted area instantly spread to the entire floor, and then a yellow envelope appeared in his hand, just like on the first floor, as soon as his hand touched the envelope, it turned red.

At this time, many people came out of the seven rooms on the second floor, both men and women, all staring blankly at the envelope in Fang Shiming's hand.

Fang Shiming ignored them, as if they did not exist like air, he tore the red letter in front of him in the eyes of everyone.

"Don't tear it." A greasy aunt may have just gotten up, her hair was messy, and she rushed to Fang Shiming with disheveled hair, but was blocked by the crowd.

"He tore up the letter? Damn it." Someone shouted, his voice trembling.

Shredding the letter is equivalent to completing a letter delivery mission directly, but it has to bear a huge price.

The messenger is about to be attacked by a ghost, and such an attack is regardless of the occasion, time, or location.

But ordinary people can't stop such an attack at all, and the death rate is as high as 100%.

Fang Shiming scattered the scraps of paper on the ground casually, and said slowly: "You all shut up, or I will kill you in an instant."

"You guy, let's go together and kill him." A strong man stepped forward, holding a stool leg as a weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Fang Shiming.

"Ahem, Mr. Fang, where do you need to do all this rubbish? I'll help you deal with it."

Sun Rui limped to Fang Shiming's side, and waved the golden walking stick at the strong man without hesitation.

"boom!"

The man's spine was broken in an instant, and he fell to the floor like mud. He was kicked and flew away, and it took four or five consecutive hits before he stopped.

"Let's go together and kill them." A man wearing glasses yelled loudly, and several people around him also started to approach Sun Rui after hearing this.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

The doors of the rooms on the second floor were all opened at this moment, and an invisible spiritual force began to interfere with the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)