Mysterious recovery

"It was true before, and it is true now."

"It's a good thing to be young and confident."

Zhang Xianguang said: "I used to think so too, but after seeing too many people die, I realized that there is no hope in this world, and relying on ghost masters to defeat ghosts is not feasible. It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, in the future You will understand, when your relatives, friends, and family members around you are all swallowed up by ghosts, you will regret stopping my plan today."

"Sometimes it's better to die than to live."

"Go back to the post office, it's time to deal with you." Yang Jian said coldly.

"That's right, it's time for me to go on the road." Zhang Xianguang said, he was not afraid, but felt an inexplicable relief.

He Yuelian said at this moment: "I will kill him with my hands."

Yang Jian turned to look at her: "Are you sure you want to do it yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, the others all stared at He Yuelian.

He Yuelian froze for a moment, and immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing. Her current status was very special, and she couldn't get in touch with Zhang Xianguang, even if she killed him herself.

"As long as he's dead, it doesn't matter if I don't do it myself." She immediately changed her words.

Yang Jiandao: "Where is the location of the ghost painting?"

"I'll look for it." He Yuelian said.

This is her ghost domain, even if she has just become a ghost master, she can know everything in the world of ghost paintings like the back of her hand.

soon.

An old picture frame seemed to appear out of thin air and fell from mid-air.

The frame was covered with a black cloth.

Yang Jian walked over and uncovered the black cloth.

However, this picture frame that used to carry the ghost painting has completely lost its spiritual power at this moment. The wooden frame on it is cracked, and the oil painting is also blurred. Without that weird feeling, it has become very ordinary.

"It seems that the ghost painting has completely disappeared." He Yin'er said.

Yang Jiandao: "Oil paintings are just the carrier of the supernatural. Now that the supernatural is all concentrated on He Yuelian, the frame is useless. It is normal to turn it into an ordinary painting again. Brought to the post office, the manager and the people in the previous oil painting cannot be allowed to appear in the real world, otherwise they will all perish."

"I know the post office, I know where it is." He Yuelian said.

Now that she has adapted to some supernatural powers, she knows how to use the ghost domain.

Now that the ghost domain has covered Dahan City, the gate of the ghost post office has long been exposed under her nose, and it takes a blink of an eye to enter the ghost post office.

"But there are still some dangerous things in my ghost domain, Yang Jian, what do you think should be done?"

Suddenly, He Yuelian sensed something and asked directly.

"Take them back together." Yang Jian said.

"Okay." He Yuelian nodded.

She didn't move, but everything around her was undergoing tremendous changes. The whole world seemed to be distorted at this moment, and all her vision was affected, making it impossible to determine the surrounding scenery.

But this abnormal change quickly disappeared.

When everyone saw clearly, they found that they had reached the gate of the ghost post office.

The apartment building with flashing neon lights stands in front of you, and then the whole world of ghost domain begins to compress, and the surrounding scenery is frantically converging together, as if the whole world is constantly shrinking, and with the ghost painting world Shrinking, everyone's position is also changing, and they are constantly rushing towards the ghost post office.

Even if they didn't move, the whole world changed their position with them.

At last.

They were all standing in the lobby inside the ghost post office.

Bright lights, clean and tidy floors, modern decoration, everything is so familiar.

"Here, it should be fine."

He Yuelian didn't move, her voice came from under the red head cover.

Yang Jian said: "Now you can take back your ghost domain."

"I'm not very familiar with supernatural powers yet, give me some time and let me try."

He Yuelian was silent again, she began to try to take back Huangquan, and after a few tries, she found the trick.

The gray world dissipated.

Everyone escaped from the ghost domain of ghost paintings.

"It seems that your control over supernatural power is much better than I imagined." Yang Jian felt a little surprised.

This is not something a newcomer can do, it seems to have some experience.

"There are more memories in my mind that don't belong to me. I am recalling the past, reading these memories, and then I learned..." He Yuelian said.

"That's Guihua's memory from before she was alive. The memory that originally belonged to me will be added. Under the spiritual conflict, once a third party joins in, her consciousness of being an ordinary person will soon be erased. In the end, only I will exist, because as a manager, I am protected by the curse of the post office, so my consciousness is special and will not be easily eliminated, so there is a high probability that I will be the winner." Zhang Xianguang said.

Yang Xiaodao: "Perfect arrangement, you can indeed do a lot of things by using the curse of the ghost post office. I doubted this, so I kept staring at you and directly pulled you into the nightmare world."

"So it's not that you don't want to make a move, but that you don't have a chance to make a move." He Yuelian said.

Zhang Xianguang smiled: "Yes, I can say that I was unlucky. After being pulled into the nightmare, I realized that the situation was not good, and I was already struggling to get rid of the nightmare, but it was still too late. The moment I woke up Nie Yingping is dead, and I have no chance to be watched by such a large group of people."

He is not afraid of Yang Xiao's nightmare, because he is confident that he can get rid of it, but he didn't expect the situation to become like that after getting rid of it.

"Forget it, it's useless to say anything now, don't kill me, take this straw rope away, and I will walk out of the ghost post office." Zhang Xianguang said calmly.

"Suicide? Well, I allow you to do it." Yang Jian glanced at Zhou Deng and gestured.

Zhou Deng's eyes lit up, he walked over with a smile and took away the grass rope circle on the ground, and then put it away on his own.

Zhang Xianguang tidied up his clothes, and glanced at Yang Xiao: "It's a pity, I still want to finish that game of chess with you, it seems that I have no chance, so I bid farewell."

"Go." Yang Xiao calmly replied.

Zhang Xianguang looked at He Yuelian who was standing motionless at the side, then smiled freely, and then walked towards the ghost post office without looking back.

His dream starts here and ends here.

Suddenly, he remembered the first time he stepped into the ghost post office.

At that time, he was still a rookie...and his biggest dream at that time was to get out of the ghost post office.

"I have never gotten rid of the ghost post office in my life, I never thought I would leave in such a way..."

Zhang Xianguang walked out with a smile.

Stepped through the gate and came to the outside world.

He didn't need to hide in the dark post office anymore. At this moment, he was bathed in the sunshine outside, feeling the warmth and brightness that he hadn't felt for many years.

"It feels so good to be in the sun."

Zhang Xianguang opened his arms, as if embracing this bright world.

But getting out of the ghost post office manager means losing the protection of the post office as well.

Zhang Xianguang dissipated in the sunlight at a speed visible to the naked eye, like something that had been covered in dust for a long time and oxidized in an instant when it saw the sun again.

He is different from the first manager.

He doesn't have strong spiritual power himself. If he is a strong manager, even if he walks out of the ghost post office, his consciousness will die at most, and the corpse will remain because of the supernatural power.

When Zhang Xianguang completely disappeared, an inconspicuous glass ball fell from his body.

Obviously it was a supernatural item, a means used by Zhang Xianguang to divert his consciousness.

The glass rolled strangely, as if consciously moving away.

Without Zhang Xianguang's control, this psychic item began to show some abnormalities.

"Don't move, I'll come." Zhou Deng rushed out immediately, chasing after the glass ball.

"Is this what happens to managers when they walk out of the ghost post office?" Sun Rui shuddered when he saw this.

Only when he saw it with his own eyes did he know how terrible this curse was.

Although he knew before that the manager could not leave the ghost post office, he also had the idea of ​​trying to go out. After all, he didn't see it with his own eyes, so Sun Rui was somewhat unsure.

Now it seems that this kind of thinking of his is very dangerous, he is hovering on the verge of death, and he must not think like this in the future.

"No matter what, it's finally over. It's really not easy." Sun Rui said with emotion.

Yang Jiandao: "Although Zhang Xianguang's matter is over, there is still a lot of mess left behind. The captains and them have worked hard to recover. If this problem is not handled properly, we are afraid that we will suffer losses."

"They are all here too, I brought everyone in." He Yuelian said.

An old tomb stood alone in a corner of the lobby.

There are ghost messengers buried there, as well as Wei Jing.

The first thousand and 260 chapters six stay

All the people gathered in the ghost post office made the originally empty hall look a bit crowded.

The ghosts in the oil painting are now arranged by Sun Rui to return to the world of oil painting. They are all very important ghost masters, and they will have a chance to be resurrected in the future. If they are damaged too much, he himself, the manager, will feel heartbroken. After all, the ghost post office has changed. It has become a hell apartment, and no longer deliver letters, and there will be no such dead souls in the future.

"Thirty-six dead souls, nineteen died, and only seventeen remained. The loss was great."

Sun Rui thought to himself: "I heard that there is a kind of supernatural dye hidden in the world of oil painting, which can paint some non-existent things. The oil paintings in the past were painted with these supernatural dyes. I don't know if I can find those dyes. Draw the dead messenger again."

He had another idea, wanting to revive the soul that died this time.

"It seems that the matter has come to an end. I didn't expect the result to be like this. This He Yuelian became the final winner."

At this moment, in a corner of the hall, a figure of a paper figure appeared, but Liu San was slowly walking over.

He was resting in Shuangqiao Town before, and He Yuelian used Huangquan to bring everyone back to the post office, including him.

"Where's Li Leping? Why didn't you see him?" Yang Jian asked.

"I'm here." Li Leping came out from another position, he was unremarkable, he seemed to stand there for a while, but he didn't attract anyone's attention.

"It seems that you are all right?" Yang Jian looked at him.

Li Leping said: "The time of losing control is not fixed, sometimes it is very short, sometimes it is longer, but at that time I couldn't continue to participate in the battle."

"Wei Jing is still buried inside, and it was the dead soul recruited by He Yin'er who did it. That dead soul is terrible. Not only did Wei Jing be buried, but the ghost messenger was also imprisoned. Now we don't know what happened. After losing Li Jun, we can't lose another captain, if we can save it, we must save it."

Lu Zhiwen said with a stiff expression.

Yang Jian stared at the huge old grave in the hall: "If you want to imprison a ghost messenger, at least two conditions must be met, a strong enough ghost domain, and a supernatural power that can suppress the ghost messenger. Squeeze it, you can imagine how terrifying the dead soul He Yiner summoned."

"Since he buried Wei Jing and Guicha together, it must be reasonable. Most likely, he didn't want to harm him, but wanted Weijing to control Guicha."

With that said, he walked towards the old grave.

Yang Jian has seen many such old graves.

When I was in Fushouyuan, there was a boundless cemetery. The graveyard in the cemetery was just like this graveyard. It could bury ghosts and trap ghosts in the old graves forever.

And the bigger the old grave, the more vicious the suppressed ghosts will be.

The old grave in front of him was the largest one Yang Jian had ever seen, four or five times larger than ordinary graves, and looked like a mound.

"It's almost the same as Feng Quan's grave." Yang Jian thought of the supernatural power controlled by Feng Quan.

I don't know if there is any connection between the supernatural power he controls and the dead soul that He Yin'er summoned.

"Wei Jing can't move for the time being. Once the grave is dug up, the ghost guard will be out of trouble. At that time, there is no way to stay here." After thinking for a while, Yang Jian came to a conclusion.

"Then it's not a solution to ignore it." Sun Rui walked over and said, "Wei Jing is still inside after all, who knows what problems will happen after a long time."

Yang Jian looked at He Yin'er: "Didn't the dead soul leave any words before it disappeared?"

"No, he didn't show up again after he left with Wei Jing." He Yin'er shook his head.

"There is no information left, and the ghost messenger can't be dug out. This matter is indeed a bit difficult. Unless the current situation of Wei Jing can be confirmed, otherwise this old grave cannot be easily moved. According to my opinion, everything is still the same. Keep it as it is, and I will ask Feng Quan to visit later, he has researched on the supernatural in this area." Yang Jian said with a frown.

Sun Rui said: "Ignore Wei Jing for a long time, he will be fine."

"If something happens to him, he has already had an accident. If nothing happens, then even if he is buried in the grave, nothing will happen. He is a different kind, and he no longer needs to rely on his body to survive. Don't worry, I will pay attention to Wei Jing. As for Li Jun's matter, Lu Zhiwen, you have to find Ah Hong from the headquarters and find a way to revive Li Jun." Yang Jian said.

Lu Zhiwen said: "No problem. After I go back, I will look for a plan to revive Li Jun. I believe it should not be difficult to find a new spiritual balance."

"Okay, then the matter of Li Jun and Wei Jing will be handled like this for the time being." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he looked at He Yuelian again.

He Yuelian was wearing a red wedding dress, with a red cap on her head, still standing there motionless.

Even though she knew she was alive, the attire still made people feel creepy.