Mysterious recovery

It was also a glass bottle, but what was contained in this glass bottle was not a dead man's head, but a whitish arm, that arm was lifelike, not deformed, as if it had just been chopped off and put in.

"And that head was on the same corpse. It was also dismembered and soaked in a bottle. It seems that one person ended up worse. His body was dismembered and the body was stored separately."

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

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

Yang Jiandao: "It's very likely, but we still have to wait until we reach the fifth floor to know the answer."

One arm, one head.

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

No other finds were found on the wooden stairs, and it appears that the remaining body fragments are not here.

Move on with the two.

They found that after exceeding the height of a certain floor, the steps began to become incomplete, broken, and no longer so complete.

Yang Jian saw that the wooden handrails on the steps had been destroyed by someone, and the steps under his feet were also incomplete, revealing gaps one by one. These gaps were all kinds of strange, there were palm prints, tooth marks, and some sharp objects left after chopping trace.

I don't know how many traces there are.

However, it can be seen that the steps have been damaged in many different degrees, and the traces are different from old to new.

Some traces seem to be more than ten years old, and some traces seem to have been left not long ago.

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

He understood in his heart.

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

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

According to normal circumstances, the level of damage to this step should have collapsed.

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

After continuing to go up, Yang Jian saw a door.

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

There is no other road nearby.

But weirdly.

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

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

"The closer to the fifth floor, the more serious the damage to the steps. From this signal, it seems that someone does not want the people downstairs to go to the fifth floor of the post office, or that the people on the fifth floor of the post office want to isolate themselves from the fourth floor by destroying the steps." The connection on the first floor... It's just that it shouldn't be, the messenger on the fifth floor can't be so stupid, destroying the steps in this way shouldn't work."

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 exorcised."

"So, if I'm not wrong, the invisible steps will always exist."

After speaking, he took a step forward.

There was indeed an invisible step in front of the empty space, and Yang Jian stood firmly on the step without falling down.

Step by step, stepping on the air, invisible steps have always existed, extending into the front of the wooden door.

Li Yang followed behind holding the glass bottle containing the human head.

Yet at this time.

The dead head, whose eyes were closed and soaked in the yellowish water, suddenly opened its eyes.

This scene happened to be captured by Li Yang, who was so shocked that he almost dropped the things in his hands: "Captain, this man is awake, he just opened his eyes."

not only that.

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.

"Can the corpse still move?"

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

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

"It's not surprising that this kind of supernatural phenomenon appears in this place. Just pay attention, as long as you don't get attacked by the things in the glass bottle. As for the other things, don't worry about it for the time being. If this dead head dares to do anything, I will directly kill it." If it is crucified, it will not give it a chance to have supernatural events."

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

Chapter 988 The Room with Problems

Yang Jian and Li Yang arrived at the fifth floor of the post office smoothly.

The fifth floor is slightly different from the first to fourth floors before, because it is the last floor, so there is nothing else upstairs, only a roof without windows, and under the roof is a hall, surrounding the hall There are seven rooms, and the rooms are the same as the ones downstairs.

501...502...and so on.

There was no one in the hall at the moment, it was dark and depressing, only the slightly yellowish lights were on.

The couriers on the fifth floor seldom get together, because the interval between their missions to deliver letters is too long, one year between each letter, so the fifth floor is vacant most of the time, and it is rare to see other people The messenger on the fifth floor.

Yang Jian didn't come to the fifth floor during the mission of delivering the letter, but burned the letter paper to enter the fifth floor on his own initiative, so he couldn't bump into the messenger on the fifth floor who also delivered the letter.

As for that Liu Qingqing, she probably won't enter the fifth floor for the time being, unless her mission of delivering letters appears on the fifth floor.

"There is no one, the messenger on the fifth floor will definitely not stay on this floor for a long time, and because of the special identity of the messenger, it is estimated that the messenger on the fifth floor will hide their identity and live outside, trying to catch a person on the fifth floor It may not be so easy for the messenger to obtain information from them."

Li Yang looked around and said.

No matter which floor of the post office you enter, the acquisition of intelligence and information is the most important.

Yang Jian and Li Yang came to the fifth floor of the post office for the first time, and the best way to get information quickly was to start with the messenger.

A few times before, whether on the third floor or the fourth floor, I met the messenger, but this time it seems to be more unlucky, and I didn't meet the messenger on the fifth floor.

"No hurry, look around."

Holding a cracked spear, Yang Jian looked dignified and carried a glass bottle in one hand, then walked into the lobby on the fifth floor.

Li Yang also followed with the glass bottle containing the dead man's head.

The two of them didn't take a few steps when the old wooden door behind them suddenly slammed shut.

As soon as the door was closed, Yang Jian immediately felt something was wrong.

The surrounding yellow lights flickered, and an indescribable supernatural force interfered with everything around. The perception of the whole person was affected, and the consciousness of the person was blurred at this moment.

However, this effect quickly disappears.

As if it was all an illusion, everything was back to normal the next moment, the surrounding lights stopped flickering, and the strong spiritual interference disappeared.

Yang Jian frowned.

Although it happened in an instant, he can be sure that he did receive some kind of spiritual interference just now. This interference was not aimed at the individual, but at the surrounding environment.

It seems that at this moment, they have entered a deeper spiritual space, not the fifth floor in the true sense.

After all, the fifth floor of the post office is just a name. This place can be called the fifth floor, and any supernatural space can be called the fifth floor. So at this moment, Yang Jian even wondered if he was still in the post office. Could the so-called fifth floor of the post office be the fifth floor? Another supernatural place?The stairs of the post office are like a road leading to the ghost land.

But not long after this thought appeared in his mind, Yang Jian was attracted by something on the wall of the hall.

It is an oil painting.

There are oil paintings in the lobby on the first floor of the post office, and the walls of the lobby on the fifth floor are also covered with oil paintings.

All the oil paintings seem to be made by the same person, with the same style, dark and depressing. It is obviously a normal landscape painting, but it reveals a kind of eerie feeling, but there are not many landscape paintings here. Some of them are portraits of people. These portraits are different from old to new, and the clothes and decorations in the portraits are also very different.

Some portraits are dressed in the 80s and [-]s, some are in the modern style, and some are even older, wearing coats, which should be the costumes of the Republic of China period.

There are men and women in the portraits, old and young, beauties and vicious ones, with different appearances and demeanors.

With so many portraits and different temperaments and styles, it is obviously impossible to draw them out of thin air, but only with reference to real people.

Yang Jian approached a portrait, reached out to touch it, and put it on his nose to smell it.

A familiar smell.

"It's the same as the smell revealed on the ghost painting, and as previously speculated, the ghost painting came from the post office." He thought to himself: "And it is very likely that it is a painting that was lost on the fifth floor of the post office."

He scanned the portraits.

I imagined in my heart that if the ghost painting appeared here and hung here, would it look particularly abrupt?

The answer is obvious.

It is not obtrusive at all, the painting style and style of the ghost paintings are exactly the same as the paintings here, and the ghost paintings are also portraits of people, so if they are hung here, it is equivalent to returning them to their original places.

"Captain, these paintings look very unusual and disturbing. They seem to involve some supernatural power." Li Yang frowned. He had also seen ghost paintings, and his worries were being magnified.

"At least there will be no danger for the time being. It's not yet six o'clock, and the post office has not turned off the lights. Even if there are ghosts, they will not come out for the time being." Yang Jian looked at the time.

It is now 05:30.

There is still half an hour to six o'clock. Before that, you just need to find a room to stay in, because the room in the post office is safe.

The two continued to observe.

suddenly.

Li Yang shouted again: "Captain, come and take a look at this painting, does it look like you?"

"what?"

Yang Jian immediately withdrew his gaze and walked quickly towards Li Yang.

At this moment, Li Yang stared at a painting on the wall, looking a little astonished. He pointed to a painting on it.

It is indeed astonishing, because the man in the portrait is wearing an old style suit standing on a road with a looming village behind him, and the appearance of this man is seven or eight points similar to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes immediately sank, and he recognized the portrait.

"this is not me."

"It's not the captain, who is that..." Li Yang said in surprise.

Yang Jiandao: "It's my father. This is my father's portrait. I know the road in the portrait. It is the road from my hometown to the village. The village behind is my hometown. Although the painting is blurred, I can still recognize it. of."

He frowned.

Why does the portrait of my father appear here? Could it be that he has entered the fifth floor of the post office before?

"It seems like more than just my father's portrait is here."

Suddenly, Yang Jian saw a portrait next to his father's portrait. It was a woman in a blue floral dress with a braid. She looked very young, only less than 20 years old. Behind this woman The background is the building of the Republic of China period, obviously this woman is also from the period of the Republic of China.

He could recognize that this woman was his father's cousin, and it was impossible to mistake her appearance, because now this woman was still living in her hometown.

"This seems interesting. The woman in the portrait is from the period of the Republic of China. The cousin Yang Yuanyuan in the file is from the 80s and drowned. Now there is a similar person alive."

"During the period of the Republic of China, 40 years ago, now. Three time periods, three identities, and one appearance. She seemed to have lived for three generations. Now I understand why my father still left such a special person in his hometown. , She does have a big secret, involving many things."

Yang Jian was thoughtful.

He felt that his father had a lot to do with this woman, but all these old things were completely buried with his father's death.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Although Yang Jian found a portrait of his father here, it didn't make much sense. At most, he suspected that his father had been to the fifth floor of the post office, that's all.

"Find a room to rest, and continue to investigate the situation on the fifth floor of the post office after tonight." Yang Jian said, no longer studying those portraits.

Although he knew that these portraits were weird, his main purpose right now was the post office itself, not these insignificant portraits.

Li Yang nodded.

The two decided to hide in the first room for the night, and they came to Room 501.

The door was locked and could not be opened.

"Captain, the door can't be opened." Li Yang said with a suppressed voice, "I'll try another door."

He sensed that something was wrong, and immediately went to room 502, but it turned out that the door of the second room could not be opened either.

Then I also tried rooms 503 and 504, and finally all the rooms were locked and there was no way to open them.

"All the rooms are locked. Is this place so unfriendly to messengers?" Yang Jian said, "Have you used your supernatural power?"

"It doesn't work either." Li Yang tried to disturb the whole room by using the supernatural power of ghosts blocking the door.

But soon, his face changed suddenly, and the door in front of him shook violently twice, directly bouncing Li Yang away, and a stronger spiritual force blocked his influence.