Mysterious recovery

The supernatural power of ghosts blocking the door has failed.

"One of the doors can't be opened even with supernatural power. What's the matter with the fifth floor, or is it that all the rooms are occupied by people and all the doors are locked?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and raised his head. A cracked spear in his hand.

There is a vague guess in my heart.

Immediately.

Without hesitation, he slammed down on the door of Room 501.

The hatchet was originally dull, but when it touched the ghost, it became extra sharp, and could easily dismember ghosts and ghosts. Before that, he used the hatchet to forcibly smash the ghost cabinet.

next moment.

The door was split open in an instant.

The lights have not been turned off yet, and the room should have been pitch-black, but after the opening was opened, there was light inside. It was not light from a bulb, but candlelight, no, to be precise, it was the light of an oil lamp. The light was very dim, shaking slightly, and the inside was vague, and it was impossible to tell whether there was someone or no one inside.

"It seems that it's not that it can't be opened, it's a problem of insufficient means." Yang Jian said.

He used some violence, and wanted to raise the hatchet again to split the door, but the next moment, there was a slight coughing sound from inside.

"Ahem, the new messenger?"

A voice came from the room, the voice was weak and seemed unhealthy, but Yang Jian passed through the gap in the door and did not see anyone inside.

"Trying to destroy the door right after going upstairs, do you want to kill everyone? Didn't the experience from the first floor to the fourth floor teach you the rules here?" Although the voice was weak, it revealed a trace of dissatisfaction.

After all, anyone who stays here well will not have a better attitude if the door is knocked down.

"I thought there was no courier on the fifth floor, but I didn't expect there to be a courier. It's really good news." Yang Jian was not afraid when he heard the words, but he was a little happy.

Without saying a word, he wanted to rush in and drag out the messenger.

Results the next moment.

Crunch!

The door of room 502 next door was suddenly opened, and a footstep came, but an old man in his early 50s walked quickly to the door, and said with a calm face, "Don't go to room 501, open your eyes wide." You can see clearly with that eye, is there anyone in that room?"

Yang Jian's expression froze, he stopped and looked at the person who appeared suddenly: "Are you also the messenger from the fifth floor?"

"I don't want to see a young man like you die on the fifth floor for no reason, and just now I noticed that you stopped in front of that portrait for a while, I didn't expect that you look almost the same as him in the portrait, If it wasn't for this reason, I wouldn't have opened the door of this room."

Yang Jian frowned, and he looked at this person again.

"It's normal to doubt me, but I still have to tell you the truth. There is no one in room 501. It is a murderous room. After you enter it, it will probably be difficult to get out alive." The man in his early 50s said very carefully. .

Yang Jian looked at room 501.

He peered through the crack of the split door, with ghostly eyes.

The oil lamp was still flickering inside, but no one could be seen, but the voice continued to come out: "Get out of here, don't disturb me anymore, otherwise I won't let you go."

It seemed that someone was really dissatisfied with Yang Jian and issued a warning.

But in fact, there was no one inside, and the situation was very strange.

Yang Jian was almost attracted by the sound, and then forced his way in.

"The other rooms probably won't open the door for you. You can stay in my room tonight. It just so happens that I also want to ask you something. I've stayed in this place for too long, and many things are already unclear."

The man in his early 50s waved his hand to signal Yang Jian to enter the room, and then he took a step ahead and returned to the room alone.

Li Yang looked at Yang Jian: "Captain, what should we do now?"

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he thought about it; "Go to Room 502 and stay for a day first, and try to get some intelligence and information from that person. This room is indeed a bit evil, so please avoid it for now."

Li Yang nodded, deeply agreeing.

The two turned and walked towards Room 502.

But just as they were about to enter this room, the weak voice from room 501 next door suddenly sounded: "Hey, interesting, it's hard to mention that we have come to the fifth floor, and our vigilance is so poor. It is vacant, and you are actually going to enter this room. It is said that a ghost was imprisoned there before. I heard the sound of the room opening just now, and it is likely that ghost came out again."

"However, there is something special about the fifth floor of the post office. The ghost is locked in the room and cannot leave the door, so the ghost can only lead people in."

Hearing this, Yang Jian was shocked and stopped abruptly. He looked at room 502 in front of him.

It was dark.

The man in his early fifties turned his back to Yang Jian and Li Yang, and continued to walk forward, as if he had no intention of turning back.

Li Yang also broke out in a cold sweat.

Because the voice in room 501 was right, the person in room 502 did not walk out of the room just now, but just said hello at the door.

So the people in room 502 are ghosts locked in the room?

The man in his 50s turned around in the dark room at this moment, and he said, "Don't believe the voice in room 501, this ghost thing talks nonsense every day, no one knows where the voice came from, someone It is speculated that it is a supernatural item, some people speculate that there are ghosts wandering in the room itself, and some people suspect that the former messenger did not die, and was trapped in the room for some reason."

"Time is running out, the lights will be turned off soon, if you don't want to die outside, come in quickly, I won't keep opening the door to wait for you, if you doubt me, I will close the door immediately, and I won't care about your life .”

"Captain, who should I trust? It seems a bit unusual." Li Yang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat at this moment.

Is the situation on the fifth floor of the post office really so dangerous?

Just when I went upstairs, I ran into a ghost.

And the ghost is in the room.

"Although I don't know what the rules are on the fifth floor of the post office, I believe that each room can't be so different. Some rooms can live in people, and some rooms can live in ghosts. However, the possibility of a certain room being invaded by spirits cannot be ruled out. ..."

Yang Jian frowned deeply.

The people in the two rooms said to each other that there was a problem with the other room.

The voice in room 501 said that the people in 502 were ghosts.

The people in room 502 said that the sound in room 501 was a supernatural phenomenon. In fact, the room was empty for a long time, and it is very likely that you will not be able to get out after entering.

In any case, the only certainty is that one of the two rooms must have a problem.

If there is no problem, they will not tell each other that there is a problem.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, there are problems in both rooms.

"Don't go into the two rooms, find the third room." Yang Jian hesitated, he didn't want to gamble.

If you don't bet, you won't lose.

At this moment, Wang Chaling was right.

Yang Jian and Li Yang turned around and left, trying to open the doors of other rooms.

Chapter 989 Turning off the lights on the fifth floor

The two rooms 501 and 502 are suspected to have problems, and Yang Jian does not want to distinguish which room has a problem and which room has no problem, so the best way is not to choose at all, choose another room to rest, and it will be clear after a few days of observation Knowing the situation here, it can be easily judged naturally.

So he and Li Yang turned around and left without hesitation, without stepping into Room 502.

The man in his early 502s in room 50 stood in the dim room and looked over at the moment: "The doors of other rooms will not be opened for you, and some rooms have been arranged by the messenger, and the danger in them will Even though you don’t trust me, I will kindly remind you.”

"Wish you guys good luck."

After saying this, the door of this room was slammed shut, and the surroundings became quiet again.

There was no sound coming from the room 501 next door, but through the crack in the door, the flickering lights inside still revealed a strange atmosphere.

Yang Jian couldn't help pondering what the man said just now.

It seems that the situation on the fifth floor is more complicated than imagined.

All kinds of oil paintings hanging on the walls, rooms suspected to be haunted by ghosts, and doors that cannot be opened... Now add one more, there are even traps in other rooms, which were arranged by other messengers on the fifth floor. The purpose should be to occupy a room and ensure that there is a place to stay at the post office anytime.

If this is the case, then Yang Jian has to consider another problem.

Perhaps, there are not as few messengers on the fifth floor as imagined.

Only when the number of couriers exceeds the number of rooms, the couriers need to compete for a room, otherwise, there will be no conflicts at all as each room is occupied by one person.

Besides.

Another possibility is that living in a room has some benefits, and these benefits are conducive to the survival of the courier, so the room is not just a simple living attribute, but also has a value of interest, so it is worth the courier to occupy and fight for.

This situation does not exist from the first to the fourth floor.

Because everyone can squeeze into one room, but if the room is crowded with too many people, it may be patronized by ghosts wandering in the post office. Apart from that, there is no other disadvantage.

"Captain, do you think his words are credible?" Li Yang was also full of doubts, unable to judge the truth of that man's words.

Yang Jiandao: "It doesn't really matter if it's true or false. The important thing is that there are indeed many dangers here. Some of the laws and information that have been explored in the post office before may all be invalid here..."

Not finished yet.

suddenly.

Yang Jian turned his head and focused his eyes, and immediately opened his ghost eyes, looking towards a place.

"I felt something peeping at me just now, and that look seemed to come from a certain oil painting on the wall."

He scanned the wall in that direction and saw many portraits of people, but at the moment the portraits were all normal, and he couldn't tell which oil painting was really problematic.

"It's already 10:[-], and the lights will be turned off in [-] minutes. After the lights are turned off at night, if there are ghosts here, they will definitely come out to move around."

Li Yang said: "If there is really something wrong with these oil paintings, it will be terrible. This amount...is very dangerous."

Oil paintings hang almost all over the walls. If there is a problem with oil paintings and ghost paintings, it is indeed a nightmare.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but slowly withdrew his gaze: "We'll see the situation in the evening, I deliberately chose this time to come to the post office, just to see what will happen in the post office on the fifth floor at night, all the weirdness is From the fifth floor of the post office, maybe some secrets can be revealed here."

No further stay.

Yang Jian scanned around and finally chose the last room.

507.

Since there are problems in the first two rooms, the last room should be more or less normal.

Yang Jian walked over, and his ghost shadow covered the entire door.

He tried to use the ghost image to suppress the spiritual power on the door and force it open.

It's a pity however.

The door swayed, but there was still no way to open it. It seemed that the door was sealed from the inside, and this kind of blockade was not an ordinary blockage, but a kind of supernatural blockage. It was precisely because of this that every door The door cannot be opened easily.

"Old rules, Li Yang, get out of the way."

Yang Jian used the hatchet in his hand again, he didn't intend to drag the water, and continued to hack at the door.

The room of No. 507 seemed to be vacant. After the door was split open, there was no movement from inside, and no lights were on. It was very quiet.

This proves that his choice is correct.

After hacking a few times, the door cracked a huge hole. At this time, Yang Jian stretched his ghost hand in and touched it to see what was blocking the door, and he couldn't open it.

suddenly.

Yang Jian touched something, he quickly withdrew his palm, and then he grabbed a few strands of black hair in his hand. This hair was rotten, as if it had been buried in the soil for a while, and it smelled like a corpse.

Black rotting hair was wrapped around the doorknob behind the door, blocking the door, making it impossible for people outside to force it open.

"The door was blocked on purpose with this thing, so there was no way to open it easily." Yang Jian's face darkened, and he cleaned out a small pile of rotten hair.

Under the suppression of the ghost hand, even though these hairs are weird and carry some kind of supernatural power, they can't exert their original effect and can only be quickly removed.

It's hard to imagine that such a little thing can seal a door.

Could it be that ghost shadow can't even deal with this bit of hair?

Yang Jian felt a little unbelievable, but he thought it should be because the door on the fifth floor is special. The door on the fifth floor seems to be able to resist stronger spiritual forces. If you want to open the door from the outside, you will have to pay more. cost.

The door is so strong, the people living inside must be very safe.

But on the other hand, you can think of it this way. The fifth floor of the post office needs such a strong door. Does that prove that the fifth floor of the post office is far more dangerous than other floors?

"Crench!"

Anyway, after cleaning up a small pile of rotten black hair, Yang Jian opened the door smoothly.

The room was dark, but it didn't affect Yang Jian at all. His ghost eyes ignored the influence of the light and could see everything in the room clearly.

The room on the fifth floor is larger than the room on the fourth floor. It is no longer a single room, but a relatively spacious living room. In this living room, there is a dining table, a sofa, and some seemingly expensive decorations, ornaments, and The overall style is no longer the old wooden furniture on the fourth floor, but more modern.

"wrong."

Yang Jian felt an unreal feeling in the room, and he opened a few ghost eyes again to strengthen the sight of the ghost eyes.