Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 22 Supernatural Collision (Please recommend, please collect! Please follow up)
When he was dying of consciousness, Lin Xian came to the empty secret room again.
A coffin, a photo, and a woman were still familiar scenes and familiar things, but the space was no longer so dark, instead it was blood red.
Lin Xian walked in the middle of the secret room. Under the light above his head, he saw the beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam.
As the second voice came from the secret room, a human bone palm strangled Lin Xian's neck.
The familiar experience was repeated, but this time, Lin Xian did not wake up.
A feeling of suffocation came over him, and he felt like he was really going to die here.
Fortunately, this state did not last long, and strange red petals began to fall from the sky.
The petals had no fragrance, but carried the smell of blood and corpse. When the first petal fell on the skeletal palm, the suffocation that restrained him actually dissipated.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and found that the entire room was filled with scarlet petals. These petals seemed to have fallen from the sky, and they seemed to appear out of thin air, which was very strange.
A blood-red lotus hung on the body of the woman in the cheongsam like a hydrangea at a wedding. The branches and leaves of the lotus continued to spread, binding the woman tightly. Numerous tiny barbs scratched the woman's white skin, blood overflowed, scratched There were streaks of strange blood red.
However, outside the ghost realm, Lin Xian's body no longer showed a kneeling posture. Instead, it stood strangely on the same spot, as if its body was tied up with something, and blood was still seeping all over it.
This scene is exactly the same as the woman in the secret room.
It seems that at this moment, Lin Xian's body is controlled by the ghost, or that the ghost is eroding Lin Xian and the ghost hand controlled by Lin Xian.
And his consciousness seemed to be trapped in that secret room, unable to come out.
There was no movement in the ghost hand, and it seemed extremely peaceful at the moment.
The entire cremation room No. [-] became silent. Except for Lin Xian, there was only a dead man in a suit standing there.
Obviously, this is also a ghost, a ghost that was born due to the supernatural power of the ghost post office, but now it seems to have lost its target and stayed in place.
This state lasted for several hours. At about six o'clock, the scarlet and eerie No. [-] cremation room was covered by a burst of darkness.
At some point, an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a face full of corpse spots emerged from the dark corridor and soon stood at the door of the cremation room.
Those dead and empty eyes stared at Lin Xian who was not far away, and his palm was still slowly raised, maintaining the movement of knocking on the door.
If Lin Xian was sober, he would definitely recognize this old man.
The door knocker of Dachang City!
Boom, boom, boom.
A depressing, dull knock on the door rang out, carrying a fatal curse and the supernatural power of the evil ghost from the source.
However, when the curse fell on Lin Xian, there was no movement at all.
Ghosts cannot be killed. The curse of the knocking ghost has fallen on Lin Xian at this moment, but now Lin Xian is controlled by a fierce ghost.
The supernatural attack was taken down by the ghost.
At the same time, Lin Xian in the secret room was still a little confused. He was trapped here and could not get out.
Just when he was still at a loss what to do, there was suddenly a dull knock on the door in the secret room.
The voice was so strange and depressing that Lin Xian couldn't breathe.
"Knock on the door, is there a door here?"
Lin Xian was slightly surprised, but the knock on the door inexplicably reminded him of an old man.
He approached in the direction of the knock on the door, and soon, in the shadows, he found an old wooden door embedded in the wall.
Moreover, this mosaic is extremely strange, as if it appeared out of thin air.
Lin Xian was sure that there was absolutely no door to this secret room before.
The sound was getting closer and closer. He was not sure what would happen if he opened the door. He might encounter someone knocking on the door. After all, he had been playing that fatal audio for the past few days.
But similarly, after opening this door, it is also possible to directly let yourself out.
To gamble, or not to gamble?
He hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and opened the wooden door.
The dark outside was silent and dim, without anything, as if it was a new piece of nothingness. However, right in front of this piece of nothingness, a ray of light stood firm.
Lin Xian walked towards the light. When he walked in, his eyes no longer became numb and his body was no longer so stiff.
His consciousness returned.
It's just that in front of him, there was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit. At this moment, the palm of this man was still in the motion of knocking on the door.
"What happened? When did this dad come here?"
Lin Xian's pupils shrank, everything happened too suddenly.
Before he could finish digesting the scene in front of him, he was surprised to find that the recovery of the ghost hand was suppressed, and it was even more stable than when he was driving it for the first time.
In addition, he can also feel that there is an extra ghost in his body.
At this moment, Lin Xian received a thunderous initiation and could not restrain the joy in his heart. He seemed to have controlled the second ghost.
It's just that he doesn't know how these two ghosts balance each other. The details need to be studied.
This kind of joy did not last long, because the most important thing right now was to find a way to deal with the knocking old man standing at the door.
Faced with the knocker for the first time, Lin Xian still felt a lot of pressure.
"Maybe. No need to solve it. After all, I don't have the ability to solve this ghost thing. Send the letter again and use the path of the post office to get out of here."
Before the knocker's curse broke out, he immediately picked up the yellow envelope that fell on the ground.
"In the cremation furnace, this golden coffin is inlaid in the cremation furnace's mouth. The real letter should be delivered to the furnace."
Before opening the golden coffin, I should have thought of this. After all, I was too impatient.
The golden coffin was pulled out by Lin Xian, revealing the inner liner of the cremation furnace.
Lin Xian threw the letter inside, but there was nothing in the dim inner tank, only some dust that had accumulated over the years could be smelled.
Lin Xian frowned, but didn't care so much because there was a knock on the door.
However, after Lin Xian turned around, the envelope in the cremator disappeared strangely.
Boom, boom, boom.
The curse of mortal existence fell again, with coldness and deathly silence. If a living person was knocked by this thing, without supernatural countermeasures, he would undoubtedly die.
At the same time, a winding path also spread out from the darkness.
"Go, don't stop for a moment."
Lin Xian immediately stepped on the path made of stone bricks. He disappeared on the path very quickly, and the knocker got further and further away from him.
Lin Xian's heart was beating wildly. Fortunately, the curse of the ghost knocking on the door seemed to be affected by the supernatural power of the ghost post office.
The collision between spirits is unpredictable, and even Lin Xian doesn't know the reason for it.
"Even if it can withstand the supernatural attack of the knocker, this path can actually invade the ghost realm of the knocker."
Lin Xian sighed while running. Just when he was still complacent about his plan, there was the sound of trampling footsteps on the path in the distance, and an old man walked over at the end of the path.
The old man was covered with corpse spots, and his dead eyes were fixed on Lin Xian's direction.
"Are you kidding me? This ghost actually chased me along the path of the post office!"
Ridiculous, ridiculous.
Not daring to stop, Lin Xian quickened his pace again and ran towards the post office.
(End of this chapter)