Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 100 Check-in (rewards for extra updates, please be the first to order!)
"What did you see?"
Lin Xian followed Zhang You's gaze, but could only see the walls made of human skin.
"One, a staircase, but it seems to be just a painting, I can't go up." Zhang You said truthfully.
"A picture?"
Lin Xian looked at the human skin paper again, but at this time, all the writing on it had disappeared.
"Tell me how to get into this inn."
Lin Xian squinted his eyes and looked at the human skin made of picture frames on the wall.
Soon, this piece of human skin seemed to be activated again, and it began to be densely covered with handwriting again.
"My name is Lin Xian. When you came to this inn, I was already dead. Now I am at a loss. I tried to use a messenger to test the rules of this inn, but I found nothing. It seemed to be left to me. There was not much time left. If I didn't find a way to go upstairs before twelve o'clock, I would die, but I was not willing to listen to this piece of paper. Finally, at twelve o'clock, I died."
The human skin in this photo frame also calls itself human skin paper, and it definitely has a deep connection with the one on Yang Jian's body.
"Is it twelve o'clock?"
Lin Xian seemed to have found some clues from this piece of human skin paper. After twelve o'clock, something dangerous will happen to this inn. All guests staying in the inn must go upstairs at twelve o'clock. This is a very important message. .
Read on.
"Time passed by every minute and every second. I still couldn't find a way to go upstairs. In the end, I had no choice but to ask this piece of human skin. It told me that if I want to go to the second floor, I have to pay. It's not ordinary money, but paper money, you need to write your name on the check-in information, and then put the paper money on the counter."
After the handwriting stopped here, there was no further writing, and this piece of human skin became silent.
I looked at the time, it was 55:[-].
In 5 minutes, the unknown danger is coming, and there is no extra time to investigate this inn right now, so he chose to listen to the words of the human skin paper, but just to be on the safe side, he directly stretched out his ghost hand, intending to Take off the human skin on the wall.
If this is really the second human skin, then I have more cards in my hole. Even if it is not, having such ability can bring me considerable benefits.
However, the idea was beautiful. Just when his ghostly hand was about to touch the photo frame, there were several rapid footsteps outside the inn.
These footsteps had a clear purpose, and they were obviously aimed at the group of people in the inn.
Seeing this, he stopped letting the ghost hand move forward, but slowly retreated.
The footsteps outside the door also quieted down at this time, and the sound also faded, as if they were moving away.
"This piece of human skin is protected by this inn. If I forcefully take it off, I will probably be liquidated by the ghosts of this inn. According to this piece of human skin, if I will die in the inn at twelve o'clock, then this place The supernatural powers must be something I cannot resist."
After analyzing the pros and cons in his mind, he finally gave up the idea of ​​taking down the human skin paper. Perhaps this is not human skin paper at all, but the source of the entire human skin inn.
According to the words on the frame, Lin Xian took out all the paper money he had picked up earlier from his pocket, a total of 39 yuan.
He put the one-yuan paper money on the counter, and said to Zhang You, "Has there been any changes now?"
Zhang You frowned and looked at the previous place, it seemed that the scene in front of him had indeed changed.
"Yes, there are some, but there is only one step, and the other steps are not in reality." Zhang You said.
Lin Xian didn't reply, but silently put the money in his hand on the counter.
Two dollars, three dollars, four dollars.
It wasn't until seven yuan was added that Zhang You opened his mouth and said, "It's out, all the steps are out!"
Lin Xian looked at the still empty wall and motioned him to go up and have a look.
Zhang You followed suit, and weird things happened like this.
This person's body is like an illusion, and after walking up, it gradually fades away, and finally disappears directly.
"Ok?"
Lin Xian was puzzled, there was a feeling of deja vu in this form.
"When he disappeared, was he taken into a deeper ghost realm by the supernatural beings of this inn, or did he die directly?"
No way to know.
Just when he was still undecided, he discovered that the light in a room was lit up on the oil painting behind the counter. At this time, it seemed that someone was living in it.
The human skin paper didn't lie to him, he could really reach the second floor of the inn after paying the money and going upstairs.
However, 39 yuan in paper money, seven yuan per person, is only enough for five people. No matter how you calculate it, it will not be enough. In this case, someone will definitely die here before moving in.
"I still have 21 yuan here."
But at this time, Zhou Deng on the side took out three seven-yuan bills from his pocket. He put them on the corner of the counter and said with some embarrassment.
Lin Xian looked at Zhou Deng suspiciously: "When did this guy pass the money?"
When he was on the road, he never saw Zhou Deng pick up money. The only time he gave him the one-yuan paper money.
"The thief ghost is really weird."
Lin Xian complained in his heart, but he still took Zhou Deng's paper money.
"But 21+32, it's only 53 yuan, which is only enough for 7 people to live in. We still have 8 people here."
Zhou Deng was thoughtful, and he looked at the other messengers, as if he was thinking about how Lin Xian would solve a messenger so that everyone could stay in this inn.
However, Lin Xian's words poured a bucket of cold water on him, instantly extinguishing his newly aroused interest.
"No, the money is enough, and I still have a seven-yuan paper money in my hand."
Lin Xian took out another pocket, and a crumpled seven-yuan note came out of his hand.
He picked this up at the post office at the risk of his life, but he was hesitating whether to kill some couriers or let them go upstairs together.
There are good and bad, if you go upstairs, you can have a few more lives to test the supernatural rules, if you kill it, you can make a lot of ghost money, but at the same time, the cost of trial and error will be greatly reduced.
finally.
After some hesitation, he still chose to pay the rent of these people.
The time is already 58:2, and something dangerous will happen here in [-] minutes.
Everyone wrote down their names on the piece of human skin occupancy information paper one by one, and then paid all the remaining ghost money, but the nine people only need to pay 63 yuan paper money, and Lin Xian can get the extra four Yuan paper money.
The paper money quickly disappeared on the counter, as if it had been taken away by something, which was extremely strange.
However, when the paper money disappeared, in their line of sight, at the same position, a step leading to the upstairs appeared.
The steps are very narrow and can only accommodate one person, and the top is mottled and old, with a lot of blood and wreckage, which looks a little scary.
(End of this chapter)