Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 1 Post Office
When Lin Xian woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.
This early morning in summer should have been sunny and clear, but Lin Xian's room was dark and damp. The entire room was surrounded by aging walls, unable to capture a trace of light.
"Where is this?"
Lin Xian supported his dull and stinging head. As he received more and more information, he gradually became clear about where he was.
Just now, I transmigrated, and my consciousness replaced a person named Lin Xian, who is the current owner of this body, and I happen to be called Lin Xian.
Some memories that are not his own, along with the information of this world, pour in like a tide.
In the end, all the information ended before the Noah's Ark plan.
Dachang City, Dajing City, Dahai City, Taiao City.
Lin Xian is not stupid. After getting acquainted with this body, he also recognized the reality.
I have indeed traveled, and I have traveled to a world called "Mysterious Recovery".
Here, ghosts cannot be killed, only ghosts can deal with ghosts, and ordinary people can only gain a chance to escape if they have insight into the laws of ghosts.
Lin Xian looked at the surrounding environment, but the room was not a simple rental house, but rather like the architectural style of the previous era.
Republic of China.
"Another familiar name."
The whole room is very dark and small, but you can still barely see the surrounding furnishings.
Old-fashioned glass lamps are inlaid on the ceiling, and there is only one bed, one table, and one toilet in the room.
The room was very simple, with no windows inside. Only a glimmer of light could be caught from the gap between the old wooden doors, which imprisoned people inside like a prison cell.
Lin Xian got up and wanted to leave the room, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw an old-fashioned letter on the bedside.
As soon as his footsteps stopped, a bad premonition inexplicably rose in his heart.
It was a letter wrapped in yellow letter paper. There was no seal on the outside, and the envelope was smeared with a layer of grease.
Following the memory of the original owner, he seemed to know where he was.
It turned out that yesterday evening, the original owner Lin Xian was picking up the courier in the community, and the anime figure he had been thinking about finally arrived. Before he could go home, he unpacked it on the spot.
The express package is very good, the figure is Naruto Naruto Tsunade's swimsuit model, in addition, there is an accompanying white letter.
Lin Xian thought it was a discount coupon issued by a merchant, so he opened it without thinking too much. However, there was nothing in the envelope, even the white letter paper inside was empty.
He didn't think anything of it, so he threw the envelope and the packaging garbage into the trash can, and planned to go home and decorate his own figurines.
But after walking along the path back for a long time, he didn't reach home. Instead, he walked into an old post office.
The memory stopped abruptly here. Apparently, the original owner lost consciousness after entering the post office, and when he woke up, his consciousness was replaced by the new Lin Xian.
"Ghost post office, a product of the Republic of China."
Lin Xian is no stranger to the ghost post office. This is a supernatural place managed by a man named Luo Wensong during the Republic of China.
Anyone who receives a letter from the post office will become a messenger, and the purpose of the messenger is to go to various cities to complete the envelope's task. If it is not completed according to the regulations or time, it will cost the life.
This is undoubtedly a very dangerous place, and it is definitely a supernatural place that ordinary people don't want to touch.
However, facing this strange post office, Lin Xian did not feel scared, but instead felt a little excited.
This is not his problem, but the original Lin Xian suffers from the symptoms of congenital lack of emotion, he cannot experience fear and sadness.
Even Lin Xian, a time traveler, will still be affected by this symptom.
After much hesitation, he picked up the yellow letter placed by his bedside.
Now that he entered the post office, he obviously couldn't escape the fate of becoming a messenger, and the envelope beside the bed was the best evidence.
Touching the letter, it felt cold, as if it had been taken out of a freezer.
The letter was opened, and a line of small characters was crookedly written on it. The handwriting seemed to be spliced ​​together, which was extremely weird.
"Go to the Ping An Crematorium at No. 12 Buxin Road, Dashen City. Survive until three o'clock in the morning and send the letter to No. 7 cremator. The time limit is three days."
This is a single-person letter delivery task, but in the post office, there is not only such a way to deliver letters.
Under normal circumstances, the delivery tasks of the post office are divided into three types.
Bedside letter, this is a letter delivery task completed by the post office for individuals.
The door letter, this is a team task completed by the post office for the people in the entire room.
Letters in the lobby, this is a team task issued by the post office for the couriers on the entire floor, and it is also the most difficult task.
Some people may send five or six letters without encountering hall letters. This needs to be measured according to the ability of the courier.
Lin Xian's luck was better. It was a one-man mission, so it would be relatively easy. However, no matter how easy it was, he was only an ordinary person after all. It was not easy to survive in a world where evil spirits were rampant.
Pushing open the door of the room, Lin Xian walked out.
Outside the room is the post office lobby, with a huge old-fashioned glass lamp above the head, and the surroundings are similar to the room Lin Xian is in.
Looking around, there are only seven rooms on this floor, from 11 to 17, and Lin Xian is in room 11.
At this time, the entire hall was extremely silent, and the doors to other rooms were closed tightly. It was likely that no one was living there, or they had not yet entered the ghost post office.
"It seems that I am the only one in the post office for now. It may be difficult to obtain useful information on this floor."
"Remember to leave when the door of the post office is open."
Thinking of this, Lin Xian took the initiative to walk towards the door of the post office. In the plot in his memory, the messenger always left in this way.
Of course, you can leave here if you go out to pick up black letter paper in the middle of the night, but the risk is much higher. After all, even Yang Jian in the original novel did not dare to try it easily at night at the post office.
With a creak, the old door was pushed open by Lin Xian, and a moldy and rotten smell poured into his nose. The smell was disgusting.
Outside the post office, there is a winding path made of stone bricks with moss growing in a humid environment.
The end of the path is shrouded in darkness, and the endless front cannot be spied on, only the infinite unknown.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xian strode out of the post office, but a strange scene appeared.
After Lin Xian left the ghost post office, his body did not fade away as usual, but disappeared into the post office in a gradually fading manner.
"The plot is different. Could it be that this path can only be used by messengers who want to enter?"
His consciousness has not dissipated, but he is inevitably a little surprised in his heart. If he makes a wrong judgment, he may end up in this ghost place before he even starts.
(End of this chapter)