Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 10 Dreams Mirroring Reality
Zhao Jianguo in the office was still holding his mobile phone at the moment. On his notebook, the name related to Zhang Wei's information was crossed out and replaced with Lin Xian's name.
Through bank card counter-investigation, it is easy to know the name of the user bound to this card.
But what he didn't expect was that Lin Xian would hang up so quickly. He originally wanted to try to invite Lin Xian to join the headquarters. After all, Sun Rui in Dahan City was about to face the resurgence of the evil ghost. The position of the person in charge was vacant and needed to be filled in time. .
Sighing, he marked Lin Xian as a ghost controller in the ability column.
"Regarding the ghost domain at Dahan City No. [-] High School, we will make a new document report. In terms of risk assessment, it is the same as the knocker incident, level A, disaster level."
"In addition, this person's information should be investigated as soon as possible. If this person really solves the ghost domain in Dahan City, he must be roped in."
At the same time, Lin Xian had left school.
Lin Xian found a hotel to live in. His parents live in the outskirts of Dahan City, which is a little remote from the city. He usually lives in the school. Now that the school is haunted, it is obviously impossible to live there.
Lying on the bed, my phone finally connected to the Internet, and then the screen was filled with information pop-ups.
Most of them are group chats in my own class.
Zhao Xuan: [Is there anyone else in the class? I was pulled by the police to make a record. I was really scared to death today. 】
Liu Feifei: [You are still in the mood to chat in the group. Many classmates in the class are dead. 】
Zhao Xuan: [What can I do? My hands are still shaking now. Many people in other classes have died. There are several classrooms that are almost full of corpses. 】
Li Xiaolu: 【Besides, I'm going to throw up again. 】
Zhao Xuan: [To be honest, we have to thank the person who kicked the room open for us, otherwise we would all have died there. 】
Zhao Xuan: [By the way, I remember that Lin Xian said something at that time, and then he was taken away by that person. I didn’t see him when I was taking notes and classifying classes. Isn’t he also dead? 】
Xu Sisi: [He should not be dead, I met him in the cafeteria, but]
Zhao Xuan: [@徐思思, but what? 】
Xu Sisi: 【It's nothing, he shouldn't be dead. 】
Zhao Xuan: [@林仙, Lin Xian, are you still there? 】
Li Xiaolu: [@林Xian, what have you experienced? 】
When the news arrived here, there were some words of gratitude and emotion.
Lin Xian tapped on the keyboard and gave a simple reply: 【Not dead, I left early, don't worry. 】
Zhao Xuan: [@林贤, it’s fine if you don’t die, it’s fine if you don’t die. 】
Liu Feifei: [Second. 】
Leaving the interface, he cleaned up some other text messages. Among them, Li Zongheng also sent him several messages, saying some condolences, saying that he saw a few corpses with only bones left before leaving school, and saying that when he went back at night, he always It felt like someone was following him.
Lin Xian also simply comforted him after reading it.
Putting down the phone, although there were only four or five people in the group chat, there should still be some who survived. Maybe none of them looked at the phone, or they were sent to the hospital because of excessive shock.
Feeling tired and unable to take a shower, Lin Xian put down his phone and soon fell asleep
He dreamed that he was standing on a dark platform, surrounded by nothing but a beam of light shining above his head.
Lin Xian looked around. It seemed to be a secret room. Taking a few steps forward, he saw a black coffin.
The coffin has been opened, but the body inside has disappeared. Only a photo of the body is placed inside.
The woman in the posthumous photo is very beautiful. She is wearing a bright red cheongsam, her hair is tied up with a hairpin, her lips are small, and she has a sexy and hot figure. However, such a beautiful woman has no pupils in her eyes. To be precise, there is only one pupil. A tiny black dot, it looks terrifying and infiltrating.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the secret room, it was the sound of high heels stepping on the ground.
Lin Xian subconsciously turned his head and discovered that the source of the footsteps was the woman in the photo in the coffin.
The woman stared at Lin Xian numbly, her hands drooped naturally, when the light shone on her body, Lin Xian found that the skin and flesh of one of the woman's palms had completely rotted away, leaving only the bones of the hand.
Immediately afterwards, there was a strange sound in the secret room again, but this time it had no entity, as if it appeared out of thin air.
As soon as he turned around, a bloody human bone palm strangled his neck.
Soon, a feeling of suffocation came over, and Lin Xian suddenly woke up from the bed.
"Dream? Why do you have such a dream?"
After reacting, Lin Xian was even a little surprised. He touched his neck, which felt cold and there were some blood stains on it.
"Does it reflect reality?" Lin Xian looked at his right hand, which was also the bones of an anaconda, and there was fresh blood on the finger.
Lin Xian seemed to understand.
In the dream, it was my right hand that pinched my neck.
But, why can it invade your dreams, and even kill yourself? And, who is the woman in the dream?What is the connection between the corresponding human bones on her hand and the human bones on her right hand?
"A legacy from the Republic of China? Or an unknown curse?"
"This dream is definitely not a simple dream. It can shine into reality. I guess it is the curse brought by something."
"This palm is too similar to that of the cheongsam woman in the coffin."
Lin Xian's heartbeat gradually slowed down. He looked at his phone and didn't expect that it was already nine o'clock in the morning.
The feeling of fatigue still hasn't dissipated. He doesn't know whether this is the backlash caused by the evil ghost or something else, but this is definitely a hidden danger. If it is not solved as soon as possible, there is no guarantee that he will die one day.
He rubbed his temples and opened the curtains. The morning sunlight shone on his face, but Lin Xian did not feel warm, but instead felt numb.
Li Gui is subtly affecting him.
"time to go."
Lin Xian checked out of the room. When leaving, he saw a news broadcast on the screen at the hotel front desk. It happened to be about what happened at Dahan City No. [-] High School yesterday. It was just exaggerated, otherwise it would be spread on a large scale. Supernatural events will definitely trigger panic among the masses, and will definitely bring about a lot of hidden dangers. This is not what some forces want to see.
Walking on the street, most people were living their lives as usual, but there were many more funeral cars than usual among the traffic on the road.
These funeral cars are all transported to the crematorium, and some have already been put into the coffin and ready to be transported to the place where he should go.
These funeral cars were filled with students from the No. 1000 High School in Dahan City. According to the large-scale statistics last night, more than 60 students died in the whole school, and [-]% of them were missing.
This is already a quite terrifying number, so in order to prevent the matter from continuing to ferment, specialized people have blocked the incident.
Seeing a funeral car passing by, Lin Xian muttered: "Maybe before I am affected by too many ghosts, I should complete the letter delivery mission of the ghost post office."
(End of this chapter)