Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 20 Sending Letters
"What?" Lin Xian was startled, subconsciously looked up, but saw nothing.
"You dare to trick me?" He had a cold face, his patience was almost worn out by this man.
Sun Fu trembled quickly and said: "Absolutely not, absolutely not, there is really a ghost on the ceiling, the hair is hair!"
He pointed to one direction of the ceiling, his eyes full of horror.
"Huh? Hair?" Lin Xian immediately felt that something was wrong when he heard this.
That's right, the hair I saw on the ceiling at first has never appeared.
Sun Fu started waving his hands like crazy, as if to block something. He waved and said: "Hair is a ghost, hair is a ghost, there are so many hairs, it wants to kill me, save me quickly, save me quickly .”
Lin Xian found that Sun Fu's body was floating strangely. He no longer hesitated and quickly came to Sun Fu. The ghost hand activated his supernatural power, and a supernatural tear appeared. He kicked Sun Fu. After going in and waiting for the supernatural gap to disappear, Sun Fu was sent away by Lin Xian.
It's just that Lin Xian didn't let him leave, but sent him to the door of No. [-] cremation room.
As the scarlet gap tore through the air, a fat man returned here.
Lin Xian would not send this guy away so easily. The value of ordinary people also needs to be used to the extreme.
"Come here yourself if you are not dead, don't let me do it."
Lin Xian pulled his gloves, and the cold voice sounded again. Sun Fu, who was lying on the ground, stood up awkwardly, with lingering fear still on his face.
Using supernatural power again, Lin Xian could already feel the restlessness of this ghost hand.
Sun Fu didn't dare to go against Lin Xian's words. He didn't think he could escape from this man's hands. He staggered up from the ground and walked into the cremation room No. [-].
"Can you still see those hairs?" Lin Xian asked.
"I can't see it anymore," Sun Fu trembled.
"I have roughly figured out how these ghosts kill. Don't worry now. Let's talk about it in detail. What kind of ghost does that hair look like?"
After listening to Lin Xian's words, he was hesitant to believe it, but he still told what he saw verbatim.
"There were a lot of those hairs, very thick, just pure hair, so black and scary. I didn't see it at first, but I didn't see it until I fell to the ground. Those hairs were entangled with me, strangling my neck, thinking You were going to strangle me to death, but fortunately you saved me in the end."
Sun Fu stammered a little, but he was more afraid after experiencing life and death.
"It seems that the haired ghost can only be seen by the person who triggered it." Lin Xian thought so, and he pointed to Sun Fu's cremation room: "Okay, keep going, and talk at any time if something happens."
Sun Fu nodded. With his first 'cooperation', he felt a lot more relieved. At least the person in front of him could really save him, instead of just talking nonsense.
He walked around Uncle Zhao's body again, and continued to walk into the room with strides. When he reached the original place, Lin Xian stopped him.
"Turn around first, squat down, and see if you can still see that hair."
Sun Fu did as he said, he slowly squatted down, but there was no hair in the original place, he shook his head to Lin Xian, responding to the result.
"Get up and look again." Lin Xian was very calm.
Sun Fu stood up, but when his body was halfway up, the weird hair appeared again in the original place.
"I saw it, and it's still where it was." Sun Fu said excitedly, but the next moment, he started to panic again: "Here, come, come, that hair is coming towards me." He pointed in the direction of the ceiling said loudly.
"Don't worry, stand up and look back in the direction of the corpse."
Sun Fu was obviously stunned. Shouldn't he kick himself into a gap next? His butt was already stuck out.
"Don't worry about it. Just do it as you are told. You must know that you are wasting your own time." Lin Xian said sternly.
Sun Fu stood up immediately, and then turned his head, but the footsteps that had been wandering in the cremation room suddenly stopped, and then began to move towards Sun Fu's direction.
Sun Fu's eyes widened: "Brother, save me, those hairs are gone, but that ghost thing is here again!"
"Okay, your mission is complete, remember, don't come to this kind of ghost place again in the future."
Lin Xian got the answer he wanted, and then the ghost hand tore open the air again. The rotten smell filled the air, and a gap with blood lines was created, and Lin Xian kicked him directly in.
This time, he did not send Sun Fu back, but sent him to an unfinished building within one kilometer.
When Sun Fu was sent away by Lin Xian, he saw a place out of the corner of his eyes. There was a corpse cart parked there, and there was a grinning person lying on it. That person, Sun Fu knew, came here with him. Li Hua, he thought that Li Hua had already left because of fear, but it turned out that he had already died here.
With the disappearance of Sun Fu, the ghost's target disappeared again, and the room returned to its previous appearance.
Lin Xian leaned against the wall quietly. He glanced at the time on his phone. It was already one o'clock in the morning, and there were still two hours before he had to complete the task of delivering the letter from the post office.
In the face of the ghosts with known killing patterns, the danger has been reduced to the minimum. Now he can even live in the same room with these two ghosts. After all, he lacks fear.
The knocker's audio was still playing. Lin Xian thought for a while and turned it off. It was fine and it was better not to play it. Otherwise, if he listened to it too much, the knocker would come to deal with him first.
"The killing rules of these two ghosts are really tricky. No wonder no one died during the opening days. It seems that I am just too unlucky." Lin Xian recalled the killing rules of these two ghosts.
The invisible ghost needs to meet the three conditions of turning back, retreating, and looking at the ghost, and these three conditions will trigger the law of killing, while the haired ghost is even more tricky. No wonder I could only see the body at that time, and was not attacked, because I stood up straight after raising my head the moment I got up.
But fortunately it was these two ghosts. If it were other ghosts, it might not be so easy.
He took out an old and yellowed envelope from his pocket, and walked to the old cremation furnace. A coffin covered with white paint was stuck inside. At one corner of the coffin, the paint was scraped off, revealing gold inside.
"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."
Looking at the contents of the yellow letter with strange handwriting, he began to wonder.
"Sending it into the No. [-] crematorium should refer to this white lacquered gold coffin. Do we really want to open the coffin?"
Facing this Schrödinger's coffin, Lin Xian was a little unsure, because there were only two possibilities for opening it.
Either there is a ghost, and after the letter is delivered, the ghost is released;
Either there are no ghosts, and after the letter is delivered, an unknown ghost is born;
No matter which one it is, it will cause certain harm to reality. After all, the things that the ghost post office will deliver cannot possibly not involve supernatural beings.
(End of this chapter)