Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 2 The Creeping Darkness
Dahan No. [-] High School.
lunch break.
Lin Xian's body emerged from a cubicle in the men's restroom, and he came out of the ghost post office with consciousness. It was inevitable that he would feel a little uncomfortable, but luckily he escaped successfully.
Pushing open the door of the toilet, this is where the original owner went to school, following the direction of memory, he walked into a classroom on the third floor.
At this time, most of the students in the classroom were lying on their desks for the morning break, and only a small number of students were still reviewing their homework, making the final sprint for the college entrance examination.
The class teacher sat on the podium and played with his mobile phone. Lin Xian said hello, walked into the classroom, and quickly found his seat.
Looking at the pile of textbooks on the desk, Lin Xian felt a little sour.
Thinking back, I was an aspiring young man who struggled for the college entrance examination and stayed up all night preparing for the exam. Faced with endless test papers and endless classical Chinese essays, but now, things have changed.
After thinking about it for a while, the bell for the end of get out of class suddenly rang, which brought back Lin Xian who was wandering in his thoughts, and also awakened those youths who were tired and sleeping soundly.
Lin Xian sat in the corner of the classroom, watching the students coming and going in and out of the classroom, feeling envious. If he hadn't traveled through time, if he hadn't been in the mysteriously revived world, if he hadn't entered the ghost post office, maybe he would be as safe and secure as these people Live your life.
Suddenly, Lin Xian felt that his shoulders were a little heavy. When he looked back, a fat man about 1.7 meters tall, with small eyes and a simple and honest appearance was smiling at him.
Lin Xian knew this man. His name was Li Zongheng. He and Lin Xian grew up together, and he took good care of Lin Xian on weekdays. He also collected rent from several properties at home.
"Are you leaving?" Li Zongheng said with a smile.
"What are you going to do?" Lin Xian was a little confused. He was not familiar with this body's previous connections.
If it weren't for communication and survival, he wouldn't have followed the original owner's life trajectory. What's more, he still carries the identity of a post office messenger.
Li Zongheng had a smirk on his face: "What else can I do, go to the toilet to drain the water, and compare the size by the way?"
Lin Xian had black lines on his face, but he remembered that this person did have a quirk of size, but what he didn't expect was that a person like the original owner, who was born with emotional defects, would do such a thing, could it be Is this the so-called contrast?
Lin Xian waved his hand with no intention of going, but Li Zongheng beside him was unwilling to give up.
Soon, the school bell rang, and Lin Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, the teacher walked in with the textbook, and the rest of the students also returned to the classroom one after another.
For a while, the classroom became silent.
Lin Xian leaned in the corner, thinking about how to complete the mission of the messenger, and completely lost the mind of going to class.
Hey.
The phone vibrated twice, and a message was sent.
After sliding the screen and unlocking the phone, a popular post in the city popped up in the window.
The post is about supernatural content, and the poster is a blogger named Raiden Dharma King.
Lin Xian immediately became energetic when he saw the name.
He remembered that this was the original post about the knocker incident in Dachang No. [-] Middle School, and there was an audio file about the knocker in it.
Clicking on the content of the post, Lin Xian quickly blocked the chatting of the water friends, and then, the original post information appeared one by one.
"I am a visiting doctor at the No. [-] Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in a certain province. I want to tell you something terrible..."
"Last week it was my turn to sit in the night clinic, and around eleven or twelve o'clock an old man was sent..."
"Sorry, someone just asked about the situation of that matter. They are not investigators, but they have documents..."
The post continued to slide. Lin Xian was not interested in these words. All he wanted to find was the audio file with the text.
The post quickly scrolled to the bottom. Fortunately, Lin Xian was not disappointed. An audio file marked with garbled characters came into view.
He did not dare to confirm the authenticity of the audio, and he did not have the ability to verify it, so he could only save it first. It could be regarded as his first trump card when facing supernatural beings in the future.
"The post has not been blocked yet. It seems that the knocker incident in Dachang City has just broken out. The time seems to be right."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Xian felt a pain in his forehead. A piece of chalk hit him without any warning, right between his eyebrows. Then the teacher's dissatisfied voice came out.
Lin Xian put away her mobile phone and continued her class as if nothing had happened.
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As the last bell rang, the students packed up their textbooks and prepared to go home.
Lin Xian, who was lying on the table, was drowsy. After all, he was old, and he could only think about things like class when he confessed.
After tidying up briefly, Lin Xian left his seat, but before he stepped out of the classroom, he heard a 'bang', and the door was slammed shut.
The sound of closing the door was loud, and the students in the classroom all cast inquiring glances, and some students muttered a few words in dissatisfaction.
Lin Xian froze on the spot. He did not open the door to the classroom, because in his sight, countless darkness was converging in his direction, as if it was about to form a cage.
"Are you kidding me, did you run into Huangquan?"
Ghost Realm, as the name suggests, is the realm where evil ghosts are born. In this world, evil ghosts with ghost realms are very rare. Likewise, such evil ghosts are also very terrifying existences.
If it's an ordinary ghost, as long as you find its killing pattern, you'll probably be able to survive. But if it's a ghost domain, that's not necessarily the case. Even if you know the killing pattern, you can try to scratch the chance of survival. Lottery.
"it's dark?"
At this time, a classmate in the classroom also saw the scene outside, but it was already dark.
"It's not going to rain, is it? I haven't confiscated my clothes yet."
Some students did not realize the seriousness of the matter, but thought it was an ordinary accident.
At this time, the teacher in charge of the class had already opened the door of the classroom, and he walked out with his head. The sky outside was shrouded in darkness, without raindrops, but there would be some rancid smells from time to time.
"Everyone, please wait in the classroom for a moment. It may rain later."
The teacher in charge returned to the classroom, he closed the classroom door again, and said to the students.
For a moment, most of the students stopped what they were doing and returned to their seats. Of course, there were also some male students who wanted to express themselves and formed a gang to plan how to rush out of the classroom later.
Lin Xian sighed, he didn't choose to say anything more, even if he did, these students would only regard themselves as crazy, crazy, and spread panic.
I went back to my seat and checked the power of my phone. Fortunately, I didn't play much and the battery was still full.
He was ready to play the knocker's audio at any time. Although he was not sure whether it would be useful, he would only know if he tried it.
After all, in the original book, what Yang Jian was fighting against with the audio was only ghost slaves, but what he had to face was the real ghosts, and they were ghosts with ghost domains.
The darkness outside the classroom became more and more intense, and it seemed that some screams could still be heard vaguely floating around.
Not long after, the light tubes in the classroom seemed to be affected by some kind of spirituality, the light source became darker and darker, and finally they all went out with a chirping sound.
At the same time, some girls in the classroom screamed, and the darkness became more and more intense. Soon, the entire classroom was shrouded in darkness, and even if you stretched out your hand, you might not be able to see your fingers.
Tread.
There was a sound of footsteps deep in the dark and silent corridor. The frequency of the footsteps was very slow, as if someone was deliberately walking with two feet.
Ghost seems to be coming!
(End of this chapter)