Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1022 The Disappearing Sun Rui

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Yang Jian and Li Yang did not have a letter delivery mission this time, which means that they do not need to deliver letters this time when they go to the ghost post office, because their letter delivery mission has not yet arrived.

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So the purpose of this time is mainly to completely deal with the problem of the ghost post office itself.

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The stationery was lit.

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A twisted and weird trail appeared out of thin air on a green belt in Guanjiang Community.

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The road to the post office appears.

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This road can only be seen by messengers. Neither ordinary people nor ghost riders can see this road.

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Yang Jian and Li Yang have taken this road more than once. Although this road looks strange and dangerous, it is actually very safe.

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Only messengers can enter the ghost post office, which in turn can be understood as ghosts cannot enter the post office.

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If you are being watched by ghosts around you, then you can take this road in time to avoid the attacks of the ghosts and protect your own safety.

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However, Yang Jian and Li Yang have not yet enjoyed this benefit.

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At the end of the twisted path, a building from the period of the Republic of China is looming, and as the distance gets closer, the building becomes clearer and clearer. As for the scenery behind it, it has long been replaced by a strange darkness.

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Yang Jian and Li Yang had already left the Guanjiang Community and entered the scope of the Ghost Post Office.

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Five past five.

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The two of them stood again under the flashing neon sign in front of the post office gate.

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No matter how many times I come here, this building feels very uncomfortable.

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"This time, there are two purposes, either to completely control the post office, or to completely destroy the post office. As for sending letters, it is no longer necessary. According to the previous information, after the three letters on the fifth floor of the post office are delivered, the messenger can escape the post office curse, Get free, get out of here, and we don't need to."

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Yang Jian said very seriously.

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This time he was fully prepared.

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"I finally came to the fifth floor of the post office, hoping to have a satisfactory result." Li Yang nodded.

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"Go and meet with Sun Rui first."

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At this moment, Yang Jian pushed the door open without hesitation and entered.

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The old wooden floor exudes a musty smell, and it creaks when you step on it. The post office is dark and depressing. Because there are no windows, it can only be illuminated by the dim lights. The lights in the post office have not been turned off, so the danger is still there. If it doesn't come, once the lights of the post office are turned off, Specter will linger in the post office, which is very dangerous.

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There is a large counter in the lobby on the first floor.

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"Sun Rui is gone." Li Yang's expression changed slightly. He saw that there was no one behind the counter, and Sun Rui, who was sitting there, had disappeared.

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Yang Jian also saw this scene, his expression sank, he strode over, and checked the situation near the counter.

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He saw an oil lamp in an inconspicuous corner under the counter.

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The oil in the oil lamp had burned out, which proved that this supernatural item had been exhausted and had no value for further use. However, he found a small red ghost candle in the drawer of the counter.

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Although the amount is very small, it can at least prove that the red ghost candle has not been burned.

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"Could it be that Sun Rui couldn't hold back and was killed by a ghost?" Li Yang expressed his thoughts.

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"No, he was not killed by a ghost. I found a red ghost candle in the counter, which means that Sun Rui has not reached the end of the world." Yang Jian said; "And he is not necessarily dead, maybe only temporarily. He just walked around a bit, after all, he can't really stay here 24 hours a day."

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"You can contact Sun Rui by phone first."

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Li Yang nodded, and immediately took out his satellite positioning phone to try to contact Sun Rui.

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However, there is signal interference in the post office. Sometimes the signal can be connected, sometimes it cannot be connected, there is no pattern at all, it depends on luck.

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Unfortunately, the signal was disturbed this time, and it was impossible to contact the outside world.

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"Captain, there is a problem with the signal. Do you want to leave the ghost post office temporarily and contact Sun Rui? We don't need to come today, we can do it tomorrow." Li Yang suggested.

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They don't deliver letters, they have plenty of time, and they have enough stationery in their hands. They can come to the post office whenever they want, with no restrictions.

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Yang Jian thinks it makes sense: "Then leave first and contact Sun Rui. It doesn't matter how sooner or later it is."

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The two decided to leave first in order to make a phone call.

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But when I was about to do it.

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Suddenly.

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There was some sudden movement in the silent post office lobby. It was the sound of something rolling down the stairs. The object was relatively heavy, and it hit the wooden steps one by one, from far to near, and finally rolled down. In the lobby on the first floor.

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At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly opened his ghost eyes.

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Although his ghost eyes have been disturbed and influenced in the post office, they are far from the point where they are completely suppressed.

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The darkness dissipated, and the line of sight was restored.

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Yang Jian's ghost eyes peeped at an item that fell on the first floor.

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"I'll go check the situation first."

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He was attracted by silence, and planned to get closer to check the situation. The phone thing was not in a hurry for the time being.

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After getting closer, Yang Jian recognized what the thing that fell down was.

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A large glass bottle filled with yellow liquid, like wine, and like an antiseptic, and inside the glass bottle was soaked in a pale but well-preserved dead head, a human head. Quietly closed his eyes, with a serene demeanor, fluttering in the glass bottle.

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And looking at the style and age of the glass bottle, it can be concluded that it should be some years old.

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In other words, the human head in the glass bottle has been soaked in it for a long time.

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But the strange thing is that this human head did not show any signs of decay or swelling, but it was very fresh, as if it had just died.

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I don't know if the dead head is special, or the glass bottle is special, or the yellowish liquid in the glass bottle is special.

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"A dead head soaked in a bottle, and it still rolled down the stairs?" Li Yang looked up at the top of the steps.

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There was no end in sight, because the top of the steps was so dark that it seemed to be covered by haze, making it impossible to see clearly.

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"On the first and second floors, there are no messengers. They are dead. There are no messengers on the fourth floor. The last messenger mission is dead. Only the third and fifth floors have messengers." Yang Jian's eyes flashed. : "This thing was either thrown from the fifth floor or the third floor."

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The third floor is the one where he met Liu Qingqing.

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It's just that when Yang Jian delivered the letter, the messengers from other rooms on the third floor did not appear in the post office, so there were still some who slipped through the net.

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The messenger on the fourth floor was the most unlucky, because a ghost got in, and the post office kept clearing the messenger on the fourth floor. Coupled with the arrival of Yang Jian, the last red letter on the fourth floor was extremely dangerous. In the end, most people He died, and only three people survived: Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Liu Qingqing.

"I think it was something that was thrown from the fifth floor. The messenger on the third floor couldn't be so stupid, and he just dropped such a strange thing at will, but the fifth floor has always had the habit of throwing things," Yang Jian analyzed it. After that, a conclusion was reached.

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Li Yang looked at the dead head soaked in the glass bottle: "Maybe you don't really want to lose something, maybe it's a means and method to transmit information, the people on the fifth floor must know some changes in the post office, so be warned in advance downstairs."

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"It makes sense, but if you lose something at this time, does it mean that something is happening on the fifth floor of the post office?" Yang Jian said with narrowed eyes.

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"Let's put the matter of contacting Sun Rui for a while. If he is really dead, the contact will be of little significance. If he is not dead, he will naturally appear on the first floor of the post office. Just leave a signal to him, he can understand. Just fine."

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After speaking, Yang Jian placed a golden bullet on the counter, left a message, and then quickly rushed down the stairs to the fifth floor with Li Yang.

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This bullet is exclusively for the person in charge. Sun Rui must have understood that Yang Jian had been here after seeing it.

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There is a rush.

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Yang Jian felt that the mutation on the fifth floor was more important than contacting Sun Rui, so he made a decision at this moment.

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However, he did not forget to ask Li Yang to pick up the glass bottle soaked with dead heads on the ground when he acted. Although he didn't know what it was for, it was better to take it with him, at least not just leave it here. After all, the hall on the first floor is a strange thing that needs to be properly handled and kept.

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He walked up quickly along the wooden stairs.

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Everything in front of you can't be seen clearly, it is shrouded in darkness and haze, and the road will appear only if you keep moving forward.

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And just as Yang Jian and Li Yang continued to move forward.

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Suddenly.

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Yang Jian's eyes moved and his footsteps stopped because he saw another thing left on the wooden stairs in front.

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It was also a glass bottle, but what was in the glass bottle was not a dead head, but a whitish arm.

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"It was on the same corpse as the head, which was also dismembered and soaked in a bottle. It seems that there was a person who had a miserable end. He was dismembered and the corpse was stored separately."

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Yang Jian walked over, picked it up directly, and moved on.

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"A corpse needs to be dismembered and stored separately. I'm afraid this is not an ordinary corpse, not a ghost, but also a ghost master." Li Yang speculated.

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Yang Jian said: "It's very possible, but we'll have to wait until we go to the fifth floor to know the answer."

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One arm, one head.

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These are the two corpse fragments that can be found so far.

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There was no other discovery on the wooden stairs, and it seemed that the remaining body fragments were not here.

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As the two continued to move forward.

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They found that after crossing the height of a certain floor, the steps began to become mutilated, shattered, and no longer so complete.

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Yang Jian saw that the wooden handrails on the steps were damaged, and the steps under his feet were also a little incomplete, revealing pieces of gaps. These gaps were all kinds of strange, including palm prints, tooth prints, and some sharp tools left behind. trace.

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I don't know how many traces there are.

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However, it can be seen that this step has suffered damage to different degrees, and the traces are old and new.

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Some traces seem to be more than ten years old, and some traces seem to be left just a short while ago.

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"Over such a long period of time, they all made an almost uniform behavior, destroying the steps in the post office... The fifth floor of the post office is very unusual." Yang Jian avoided the gaps in those steps.

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He understood in his heart.

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This should be the way to the fifth floor of the post office.

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Because he had been to the fourth floor of the post office before, the steps were intact, although old, but not damaged, but this section of steps was damaged, and the damage was very serious.

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According to the normal situation, this step should have collapsed if it was damaged so badly.

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But the staircase in the post office did not collapse, it seemed to be maintained by a supernatural force, no matter how much it was destroyed, the staircase still existed.

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After continuing up, Yang Jian saw a door.

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An old wooden door, the wooden door is half-open, unlocked, half-covered, at the end of the stairs.

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There is no other road nearby.

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But the weird thing is.

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The steps leading to this old wooden door have been destroyed, and the front is empty, only a dark haze surging.

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"Captain, the road has been destroyed, and there is no road left." Li Yang said.

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"The closer you get to the fifth floor, the more damaged the steps will be. From this signal, it seems that some people do not want people downstairs to go to the fifth floor of the post office, or that people on the fifth floor of the post office want to break the steps to isolate the The connection with the floor... It's just not supposed to be, the messenger on the fifth floor can't be so stupid, it should not work to destroy the stairs in this way."

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Yang Jian's eyes flickered: "Because the stairs of the post office are not real, but a supernatural phenomenon. The stairs can be destroyed, but the supernatural cannot be driven out."

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"So, if I guessed correctly, the invisible steps always exist."

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After speaking, he took a step forward.

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In front of that empty space, there really is an invisible step. Yang Jian stood firmly on the step and didn't fall down~www.readwn.com~ Step by step, stepping on the air, the invisible step was always there, extending into in front of the wooden door.

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Li Yang followed behind holding the glass bottle with the human head in it.

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But at this time.

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Originally closed eyes, the dead head soaked in yellow water suddenly opened his eyes.

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This scene happened to be caught by Li Yang, who was so shocked that he almost threw the thing in his hand: "Captain, this man's head is sober, he just opened his eyes."

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not only that.

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At this moment, Yang Jian also saw that the arm soaked in the glass bottle in his hand suddenly twitched his fingers, as if he had come to life.

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"Can the corpse still move?"

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His face sank, and he looked at the head in the glass bottle in Li Yang's hand.

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Judging from the appearance of the head, this should be a woman with short hair.

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"It's not surprising that this kind of supernatural phenomenon occurs in this place, you pay attention, as long as you don't get attacked by the things in the glass bottle, as for the rest, don't pay attention to it for the time being, if this dead head dares to do something, I will directly take it Crucified, it will not give it a chance to make a supernatural phenomenon."

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Yang Jian felt that the dismembered corpse had a secret, so he didn't want to throw it away for the time being, even if it was a little dangerous, he had to take it with him.

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(End of this chapter)

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