Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 236 Brothel, bloody bricks, grave-crying ghost!
Dense old forests cover the sky, and the dark jungle is sometimes accompanied by some strange noises, which may be animals or other things.

The lotus on Lin Xian's face was in full bloom, and four strange blood-colored flowers bloomed on his cheeks. Countless petals fell from the sky, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into this wisp of scarlet.

"There are four levels of ghost land. To invade this supernatural land, you only need to open the fourth level of the ghost flower."

It is very similar to Luo Wensong's ghost post office. They are both hidden in the deep ghost realm. However, the ghost post office relies on the reality of an unfinished building, while Li Shulian's ghost building is a corner of this primitive forest.

Not long after, as this place disappeared in reality, a slightly old Republic of China building appeared in front of us.

The retro Chinese-style building is made entirely of mahogany and bluestone bricks. Even the wood grain of the door curtains has some fine carvings, giving it an antique charm.

The first floor of the building is open at the moment. From a distance, you can see a doll that is almost as tall as a man standing at the door. The craftsmanship of this doll is somewhat similar to that of the scapegoat doll, but in comparison it is More active.

"Are you responsible for luring ghosts into the building?"

Lin Xian paced away. In his impression, the madams who received customers in brothels all had the reputation of being pimps. They did such things for ghosts. I really don't know what Li Shulian was thinking at the beginning.

Moreover, most ghosts are not conscious, so it is somewhat unrealistic for two ghosts to have a relationship. I just don’t know what twists and turns there are.

The doll who picked up the guests stiffly waved his hand towards Lin Xian, as if he wanted him to enter the building and experience the ups and downs with ghosts.

After glancing at the plaque with the words 'Yuanyang Tower' engraved on the gate, Lin Xian was not polite and walked in generously.

There are lights on inside this ancient building. Its business hours are exactly opposite to those of the post office. It is open from [-] pm to [-] am. It is closed at other times. The closed building will be closed, and there will also be certain things inside. Terrifying supernatural signs.

Strictly speaking, this building also has a manager, and the first manager was Li Shulian.

But as Lin Xian's body, he can also enter and exit freely.

Because Li Shulian tried to replace Lin Xian, his body was also recorded in this building at that time.

The empty room does not look depressed. There are incense tributes placed on the long red wooden table. This is the counter for collecting money. It is placed on the left side of the entrance. There is also an urn on it filled with colorful things. paper money.

These are the income after the operation of the ghost house.

Boom!dong dong!

At this time, the only guest room on the first floor was opened, and dolls in twos and threes came out of it. These dolls had their heads tilted. They were different from the dolls that received guests. They were essentially much smaller in size.

These seem to be guide dolls specially designed to guide ghosts upstairs.

Lin Xian ignored it. He walked into the guest room. After looking around for a week, he was able to determine that this should be the place where the manager lived. All the decorations were mahogany. He even saw a coffin on an Eight Immortals table. made box.

The box has been opened, and there is a ghost hand inside. It was the ghost inside that Li Shulian installed on her left hand.

"I remember that in the Caesar Hotel, Li Shulian wrote a line of text. This woman took away a blood brick of Li Qingzhi. Will that thing be here?"

This time, Lin Xian came here not to visit the brothel, but to look for a supernatural object.

The things Li Qingzhi has must be extraordinary. If Li Shulian really gets it, it will most likely be stored here.

Lin Xian stood the ghost bone gun aside. There was a dressing table in the room. The bed looked a little old and there was nothing on it.

He focused his attention on the dressing table. The retro bronze mirror could not reflect Lin Xian's appearance. He reached out and opened the first cabinet.

There was nothing inside, and the items had been taken out long ago. It was the box placed on the Eight Immortals' table.

The second drawer continued to open, and this time, a black and white photo appeared inside.

In the photo, three women of similar age are sitting in front of this ancient building. The people in the photo are all wearing cheongsam from the Republic of China. They are dignified and gentle, just like the daughters of a wealthy family, and all of them are extraordinary and handsome.

Lin Xian saw himself, no, it should be said that it was Li Shulian at that time.

She is sitting in the middle, and on the left is a more mature woman. This woman is dressed all in red. Her cheongsam, high heels, hairpins, and even the puppet at her feet are also red.

It's Zhang Youhong.

Lin Xian recognized this woman at a glance.

His eyes moved to the woman on the far right. She was not as beautiful and enchanting as the other two. Instead, she was a little more youthful. She was even weaving an unfinished doll with some black silk threads in her hand. Judging from her age, she was probably She is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Lin Xian had no impression of it, but the doll she was knitting was very familiar to her.

It was a scapegoat doll, and I still have one in my hand. This thing was originally used on Xia Yu, but as a result, the restaurant at the Caesar Hotel was reopened, and the supernatural item naturally returned.

"These three women actually appear in the same photo, but why is the photo black and white? It doesn't look like a posthumous photo was taken at this age. Could it be a curse?"

Lin Xian remembered that the Wang family's curse relied on a black and white family photo, but this curse was only owned by the Wang family, and even these three women from the Republic of China would probably not be able to master it.

Holding the photo in my hand, there are some supernatural signs, but it doesn't show anything abnormal.

Something beyond comprehension.

"I don't know which of the three people is responsible for the remaining supernatural being in this photo, but it will be of great help to the ghost hand. It can be taken to Dajing City, and it may be of decisive help."

Lin Xian threw the photo into the bronze mirror in front of him, and then opened the third drawer.

But when he pulled it, he found that the drawer was locked, but strangely there was no gold foil used to isolate the supernatural, as if the lock was to inform latecomers of the dangers lurking inside.

Lin Xian held the handle, and with just a little more force, the entire chain was completely broken, and the drawer on this layer revealed its true appearance.

The space inside is not large. Like the first floor, it also contains a box made of a coffin. Next to the box is a stack of gold foil wrapped in sandpaper.

Lin Xian tried to take out the box, but found that he couldn't pick it up at all. This thing was like a big mountain, and even with ghost hands, he couldn't shake it at all.

"It's a supernatural thing." He gave up moving the box and opened the lid directly in the cabinet.

There was a red brick placed inside. There were some imperfections on the brick, and after it was opened, blood was oozing from the brick, which quickly stained the inside of the box red.

This is a bleeding brick.

"It's Li Qingzhi's blood brick."

Lin Xian still didn't know the purpose of this thing, but after seeing a stack of gold foil tied next to the drawer, he seemed to have a direction.

He took these gold foils in his hand and pasted them one by one on the blood bricks.

soon.

This blood brick becomes a gold brick.

Lin Xian picked up the gold brick again. After the supernatural being was isolated, this thing was no different from an ordinary brick.

It was a very strange thing. He remembered that there was an ax in Yang Jian's No. [-] Middle School. The more powerful the thing, the shorter the time it took to pick it up, just like this blood brick.

It is also unknown whether there is a connection between the two.

If it was really related to supernatural beings, wouldn't this brick be of no use to me at all?

He put it back into the box, wrapped it in gold foil, and threw it into the ghost mirror.

I can't afford it at this stage. I'll let the ordinary people in the club try it later. Maybe it's really the same as the axe.

Lin Xian closed the drawer, then stood up and walked outside, but a step caught his attention.

That's the direction of the second floor.

The second floor was a place for ghosts to have fun. Unexpectedly, before I came, this building had already accepted guests.

The sound of the swaying wooden stairs sounded from upstairs. A figure was slowly reflected on the wall, and the source of the shadow was soon revealed.

This is a ghost wearing mourning clothes and a mourning hat, but its face is a dark hole, which is bottomless and looks very weird.

"Is it a grave-crying ghost? But it seems that the mask has been removed. In this case, the horror level of this ghost should be reduced a lot."

Lin Xian stared in the direction of the ghost, but in the next moment, an extremely dangerous feeling came from the ghost.

The ghost's knees were bent, his legs were stiff and he was kneeling on the ground, with his head lowered.

This ghost is kneeling.

But Lin Xian didn't think so, because his knees were bending involuntarily at this moment. Like the ghost in front of him, he was also trying to kneel down.

This ghost is killing people.

Lin Xian clenched the ghost bone gun in his hand, and then threw it violently.

Even before Lin Xian used much force, the gun shot out like an arrow from a bow, at an outrageous speed.

However, in fact, in Lin Xian's sight, it was a transparent and skinny ghost who picked up the spear and threw the sharp spear.

This is the magic of the hand bones.

Lin Xian's throwing activated the killing pattern of the ghost stored in the hand bones.

boom!
The powerful force directly pinned the ghost to the wall behind him. At the tip of the gun, the flames surged and the ghost fire began to burn.

In addition, the ghost's entire body was also decaying to varying degrees.

next moment,
The ghost belonging to Xiaoyi Ghost disappeared, and Lin Xian stood up again.

He pulled out the sharp gun stuck in the ghost's head, glanced at it and found that the thing had fallen into a deep sleep.

The hand bone's first success was remarkable, and of course, the will-o'-the-wisp also played a role.

"Has this grave-weeper's killing pattern changed since he lost his face covering?"

Lin Xian recalled the ghost's initial abilities.

The cry kills people, and those who hear it can't help but kneel down and cry, just like crying at the grave.

But now, there is no more crying face, only kneeling.

"It's a supernatural superposition."

Lin Xian immediately thought of the principle.

It is because the crying and kneeling are superimposed that the phenomenon of crying at the grave occurs.

However, although the supernatural power has been stripped away, the single act of kneeling down to kill is still hard to guard against.

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