Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky bus

Chapter 58
Li Hui looked behind him.

Under the influence of his ghostly spirit, the door of the post office is still open, and the street outside is the scene of Dahan City.

But in the next moment.

Li Hui took back the ashes of paper floating outside the ghost post office, and did not continue to have a spiritual influence on the gate of the post office.

Then he found that the scene outside the gate had changed. The street named Jianshe Road began to blur, and then disappeared completely. A darkness emerged and covered everything. At a glance, outside the gate was A piece of endless darkness.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the door of the ghost post office also closed suddenly, the door frame collided with the door panel, and there was a loud noise.

But Li Hui didn't pay too much attention to it. After looking at it for a while, he turned and walked towards the depths of the post office.

The situation on the first floor is not complicated.

In the slightly empty hall, the glass lamp above the head is dim and yellow, and the light emitted cannot fully illuminate the surrounding environment, making it look a bit dark and depressing. The wooden floor under the feet is slightly soft, as if the wood inside has been rotten Almost there, a musty smell emanating from decaying wood lingers.

Besides.

There are huge black and white portraits of people hanging on the nearby walls. There are men and women in different styles of clothing. The old ones include retro gowns and cheongsams, while the newer ones include modern suits and floral skirts.

Then Li Hui looked up again.

From his perspective, he could see part of the structure of the upper floor, but that was just an appearance. In fact, there was no second floor, third floor, fourth floor, and fifth floor. They were all illusions. Those floors existed in another supernatural space.

Li Hui tried to spread the ghost domain upwards.

But it also failed.

The paper dust invaded and disappeared immediately, and did not appear in the second or third floors in his line of sight, but was lost in layers of supernatural spaces.

"what's the situation?"

at the same time.

The commotion here attracted the attention of the courier on the first floor of the ghost post office.

Just as Li Hui was looking at the portraits of the characters on the wall, there was a sound from the depths of the corridor on the first floor of the ghost post office, as if someone was attracted by the movement here, followed by footsteps.

"It's almost six o'clock, and the ghost post office is about to turn off the lights. If you don't go back to your room, what are you doing here..."

Before anyone saw him, a man's voice came over first. The owner of the voice seemed to be very irritable, with impatience revealed in his words.

But in the next moment.

The voice stopped abruptly.

The figure of the owner of the voice appeared in Li Hui's sight. It was a thin man with gloomy eyes.

Correspondingly, the man also saw Li Hui standing in the hall, and immediately realized that this was a stranger, not someone from the couriers on the first floor that he knew well.

"No wonder the post office is about to turn off the lights and there is still such a big commotion here. I thought it was a messenger who had a mental breakdown. It turned out not to be. It's just a new unlucky guy who doesn't understand anything."

The man thought secretly.

Then he thought for a while, and said to Li Hui: "Newcomer, I advise you, it's best to squat in a room where no one is around right now."

"The lights at the post office will be turned off soon. Don't come out for a stroll if you have nothing to do. It doesn't matter if you die, but it's your fault to attract the ghost and cause us trouble."

This is also the reason why he came out of the room to investigate the situation this time.

I'm afraid that a certain courier has a mental breakdown and finally lures the ghosts to their room with the idea of ​​dying with all the couriers on the first floor.

Just didn't expect to see a new person.

But the man is no longer surprised by this. In this ghost place, messengers often die, and then new people will come in. That's how he himself came in.

Done.

Seeing that Li Hui didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the portraits on the wall with pensive faces, the man's face showed displeasure, and he felt that Li Hui didn't know what to do.

It’s okay to say thank you for this kind reminder to me, completely ignoring my own existence. What does this mean? Are the newbies so crazy now?
However, just when the man was about to continue to say something, or even do something, what he saw out of the corner of his eye made him stand there in a daze.

I saw a portrait of a man among the portraits hanging on the wall of the hall moved. To be precise, it was the background figure in the portrait that moved.

Followed by.

The man in the portrait disappeared directly.

"Ghost, there is a ghost..."

The man who witnessed all this with his own eyes only felt a chill rushing to his heart in an instant, and an inexplicable sense of fear enveloped his whole body.

Then the man turned his head and ran towards the corridor where he just came without saying a word.

It didn't take long before there was a sound of closing the door from the depths of the first floor. The sound echoed in the silent post office, and it was extraordinarily clear.

"How could this happen? Even though the post office has not turned off the lights, why did the ghost appear?"

After returning to the room, the man calmed down a little and began to think.

"The environment in the hall is also very wrong."

The man thought of the ashes-like object that was constantly fluttering in the hall. At first he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, in his opinion, any kind of weird change in this ghostly place is possible.

But now I have a different idea.

"Those paper ashes, like the ashes left after the oil painting was burned, must be related to the ghost in that painting."

Finally, the man thought of Li Hui who was still standing in the middle of the hall.

"That rookie is dead. If this happens, if he doesn't run away, he must have been completely frightened and stupid. But it doesn't matter if he dies. Living in this ghost place is simply a kind of torture."

The man made a final judgment on Li Hui's ending in his heart, thinking that Li Hui had no chance of surviving.

at the same time.

the other side.

Li Hui didn't care about the man's appearance and departure. When the other party judged him as a newcomer, Li Hui already knew that the man was a novice who didn't understand anything, and he might even be a little bit familiar with ghost control. There is no concept of the term "or".

Therefore, he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​wanting to communicate with him.

Because it doesn't make sense.

In terms of understanding of the ghost post office, Li Hui, who has read the plot of the original book, directly surpassed all the messengers.

At this moment, he is thinking about a question.

That is the current self, what are the chances of winning against the undead in the oil painting?
Especially Zhang Xianguang, the old Yinbi who is hidden in it, and Yang Xiao, who is codenamed Nightmare. Of course, Li Hui knows that the latter's real name is Yang Xiaotian, which means 'filial piety is greater than the sky'.

The former is not an undead, but a true deity, and is also blessed with the status of a ghost post office administrator, occupying a favorable location.

The latter is famous for its weird and terrifying strength, and Guimeng's ability is hard to guard against.

Even though Yang Xiao in the portrait only retains a part of his original strength, but with the blessing of ghost dream, which can be called the supernatural ceiling ability of consciousness, it is still extremely daunting.

Can be the same.

If Li Hui can get the approval of the undead in the painting and take them under his command, then his overall strength will be greatly improved, and it will be exponentially improved!

Because the person who can leave a figure in the oil painting is the worst ghost driver who has delivered letters from all floors of the ghost post office.

In terms of strength alone, it will not be weaker than those first-class or even top ghost masters in the outside world, and in some respects, it will even surpass it by a lot.

"Ok?"

Just when Li Hui was struggling and thinking, the environment in the post office suddenly changed, and the light became dim.

After reacting, Li Hui raised his head and looked up. Originally, he could see the balcony on the fifth floor when he stood here, but now the fifth floor has been shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see clearly.

And the darkness eroded all the way from the upstairs, covering the fifth floor and then the fourth floor, and it will soon reach the third floor.

If this continues, this place will soon be completely plunged into a strange darkness.

"Is the post office going out?"

Li Hui was not surprised by this situation.

This is a regular pattern in the inner workings of the ghost post office.

Every day after six o'clock in the afternoon, the lights inside the post office will be turned off, and it will not return to normal until the next morning.

During this time.

There will be ghosts wandering in the dark ghost post office, it is best to choose a safe room and stay there until dawn.

But Li Hui didn't intend to do this.

Because crisis and opportunity are corresponding.

There will be ghosts wandering around the post office after the lights are turned off, but there will also be strange and supernatural things, some of which are very practical.

The most important thing is that Li Hui didn't come to be a messenger. He came to the ghost post office for his own strong purpose, so he didn't follow the behavior of ordinary messengers.

soon.

Under Li Hui's gaze.

The darkness quickly spread downwards, the lights on the third floor had already been extinguished, and now it was on the second floor, and in just a moment, the light on the second floor also disappeared, leaving only endless darkness.

Eventually the darkness spread to the first floor.

Li Hui's ghost domain did not affect the erosion of darkness. This was an unknown supernatural phenomenon. Immediately afterwards, the lights on the first floor were also extinguished, and the entire ghost post office was completely plunged into darkness.

Tap, tap, tap!

At the moment when the post office was shrouded in darkness, dull footsteps came from the upper floors, as if a corpse was walking, the footsteps seemed very stiff.

The weirdest thing is.

The sound of footsteps was erratic and incomprehensible. It might be that the footsteps were still wandering on the fifth floor one second, and appeared on the second floor the next second, and then appeared on the fourth floor.

this moment.

The ghosts in the post office started to move.

At the same time, there was a strange wind blowing in the ghost post office. The wind was blowing downwards from upstairs, bringing up a cloud of dust, mixed with other strange objects.

Those were pieces of black letter paper, which floated down from above and landed on the ground not far from Li Hui. There were not many, three or four.

(End of this chapter)