Mysterious recovery

"There are also ghosts in this room 502?" Yang Jian peeped out with ghostly eyes.

Although ignoring the darkness, the walls of the room blocked his view, and he couldn't see everything in the room clearly, but he saw that the room was extraordinarily damp, cold, and mold was growing on the walls, as if it had been abandoned for several years. It doesn't look like someone lives and takes care of it at all.

And the middle-aged man in his early fifties said that he has lived here for a long time.

Obviously, this is wrong.

The room does not look like there are traces of people living there for a long time. On the contrary, the previous room 501 is relatively clean and tidy, and there are oil lamps on during the day, which is more suitable for living conditions.

"Deal with that person first."

Although Yang Jian was observing, he didn't hesitate much, and soon he walked into the room.

He wants to find that person and steal his memory.

The structure of the room is the same as other rooms, there is not much difference. After Yang Jian walked in, the strange eyes in the hall behind him immediately retracted. It seems that as long as he enters the room, he will not be caught by the eyes on the oil paintings Keep an eye on it.

I don't know if this is good news.

He came to the living room of this room.

The living room is damp, the old sofa is dirty and has not been taken care of, there are several faded pictorials on the wall, there are still some unopened food on the dining table, the production date of those food It was all 20 years ago, and it seems that it has not been touched.

"Living people need to eat, but dead people and ghosts don't need to eat." Yang Jian held a cracked spear, his ghost eyes rolled, and looked around.

He can be sure.

The middle-aged man in his early fifties just now was not alive at all.

"In the bathroom."

suddenly.

Yang Jian moved suddenly, he noticed something, and immediately walked directly to the bathroom.

The door of the bathroom is ajar, other places are old, but the door handle is relatively clean, it seems that someone often opens the door to go in and out.

He opened the bathroom door.

immediately.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly. He saw a corpse that had basically rotted into dry bones. The corpse was lying in the bathtub with its mouth open, as if it was in pain and unwillingness before death.

"It's that person from before."

He could recognize it from the undecomposed clothes of the corpse. The bones were the man in his early 50s.

Take a few steps closer and take another look.

At this moment, Yang Jian saw that the withered hand was holding a letter tightly.

It was the letter style of the post office, but the color of the letter was never seen before, it turned out to be a black envelope.

"A black letter?" Yang Jian frowned.

He had seen yellow letters, and very sinister red letters, but not black letters.

The stationery at the post office is black.

"A black letter that hasn't been sent or torn up, what does it mean?" Yang Jian was puzzled.

There are only three results for the general courier delivery.

The letter delivery failed and was wiped out.

The message was sent successfully.

Tear up letters.

This is the fourth situation. If the letter is not delivered and the person dies again, the key point is that he died in the post office. If he died outside, it would be the first situation. The letter delivery failed and the group was wiped out.

But the courier died before the letter left the post office, which is really incomprehensible.

If the courier is unwilling to deliver the letter, he will tear it up instead of holding it in his hand.

"In any case, this letter should not be simple, it must be a very special existence."

While Yang Jian was thinking.

"Cough cough."

The previously extinguished lights in the living room flickered suddenly, and then a weak coughing sound appeared. After this sound, footsteps sounded in the living room, as if someone appeared suddenly.

Yang Jian didn't look back immediately.

His ghost eyes had already seen the scene behind him.

In the abandoned, old room, the middle-aged man in his early 50s reappeared. He stood there motionless like a dead body, looking at him strangely.

"boom!"

However, at the next moment, a cracked spear appeared instantly accompanied by red light. There was almost no time for anyone to react. penetrated.

Yang Jian withdrew his palm, and then turned around: "What the hell are you?"

The middle-aged man in his early fifties was still standing there, as if he hadn't been affected by the supernatural weapon, like a residual image, it didn't exist at all.

"It seems that the messenger on the fourth floor really has an incredible existence."

His expression was calm and a little numb: "You are special, unlike other messengers parasitized by ghosts, you can control supernatural power very skillfully, and turn this supernatural power into your own power. The attack just now I saw it, if it was a ghost, it would have been solved by you right now."

"It's the first time I've seen someone who controls supernatural power like you and uses it to deal with ghosts."

"I thought you already knew about the existence of ghost masters, but now it seems that you really have no way to get out of this room." Yang Jian said, "What's your name? What is your identity outside?"

That person appeared with the flickering lights in the room, he still stood there expressionless and said: "Your analysis is quite right, I am just a vengeful spirit trapped in this room, and I rely on supernatural power to exist. I can't die, and I can't escape, didn't you already find my body in the toilet?"

"As for my name and identity, it doesn't really matter, but the messengers in the past all called me Lao Li."

Old Li?

Apparently he was someone named Li who didn't want to reveal his real name.

This is also normal, many people in the supernatural circle will call themselves by a random name, just like the eagle before.

It's not intentional deception, but to reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"But you haven't told me your name yet." The person who called himself Lao Li asked.

"Yang Jian."

Old Li continued: "My surname is Yang? It's also similar to the man on the oil painting. What's the relationship between you two?"

"You mean that oil painting? The painting on it should be my long-dead father." Yang Jian said, "For you, a dead person, knowing these things doesn't seem to be of any use."

"I see." Old Li said.

At this moment, the lights were flickering, as if they were going to go out, and the person who claimed to be Lao Li seemed to be disappearing, giving people a very unreal feeling.

Yang Jian understood.

This person was also a messenger before, and he was already dead. The reason why he exists now is because of some supernatural phenomenon. Once the supernatural disappears, or some kind of balance is broken, he will die completely, just like before. Like his own father, he exists by relying on dreams.

This person also exists by relying on this room.

It's just that Yang Jian doesn't know how this person did it. He has been dead for so long, but he hasn't died yet.

"You are not the first to come to this room." Lao Li suddenly said as if talking to himself.

"Many people died in this room and did not go out again."

Yang Jian frowned; "So you want to kill me too?"

"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't communicate with you so much. I hope that someone can enter this room and leave alive, and then end everything in the post office. It's just a pity that the people I choose, they Neither can."

Old Li said.

"What is that black letter?" Yang Jian continued.

"An ending also represents a beginning." Lao Li spoke a little mysteriously.

But the surrounding lights flickered, and the extinguishing time was longer. His figure gradually disappeared with the extinguishing of the lights, and gradually appeared with the turning on of the lights.

There is no entity, just a supernatural phenomenon.

Yang Jian looked up at the light bulb above his head.

There was a humanoid pattern on the light bulb, as if it had been drawn on it, and it was also like a sticker of a character stuck on it.

It turned out that the reason why this old Li was able to appear in the room was actually this.

"The light appears because the power of the post office has the upper hand and suppresses the supernatural, so Lao Li will appear. The light is turned off because there are ghosts in this room. Now there is a delicate balance between the ghost and the room of the post office, so Lao Li Neither completely swallowed by ghosts, nor completely wiped out by the power of the post office."

"He survived in a special way between the cracks."

Yang Jian can be said to have rich experience and sharp vision. After discovering the clue, he immediately analyzed a general situation.

"Leaving this room with that black letter, the operation of the post office will have a new start. That is the last chance and the only chance, otherwise this place will be completely out of control, and all the couriers They will all die, and all the ghosts imprisoned in this post office will be released."

Lao Li said: "Be careful, ghosts are about to appear..."

He didn't give Yang Jian a chance to ask more questions, and after saying this, he disappeared with the final extinguishment of the lights.

The room was once again dead silent.

Immediately afterwards, there was a clear dripping sound from the toilet behind him, as if someone had turned on the faucet, and the surrounding air became even colder.

"He wants me to leave here with a black letter, and it seems that I am not the first person to enter this room. Others have also been led into this room by this old Li, but those people have all failed. Killed..."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Interesting."

A person who has been dead for many years seems to have set up a game before his death, and is looking for someone to break the game.

See who can leave this room with the black letter.

"So, everything still needs to start with the black letter contact."

Yang Jian returned to the bathroom again.

The bone-like corpse was still in the bathtub, holding a black letter tightly in his hand, it seemed very important.

Water droplets are dripping from the top of the head at this moment.

The bathroom walls are covered with drops of water, and some bad supernatural phenomena are happening.

But it hasn't completely lost control yet, because Yang Jian hasn't touched the black letter yet.

But the next moment.

But he strode over, reaching out and snatching the black letter from the dead body.

The moment the black letter was taken away, it seemed that a certain balance in the room was broken, and something unexpected happened immediately. Originally, there were only drops of water seeping on the wall of the bathroom, but at this moment, the seeping water drops became Beads of blood flowed out from the cracks in the wall continuously.

Moreover, the tiles on the wall bulged one after another, as if something wanted to drill out of the wall.

"Just leaving this room should be an easy task. Why couldn't the courier who entered this room and got the black letter before do it?"

With this doubt, Yang Jian ignored the supernatural phenomena around him. He came directly to the living room, holding the cracked spear in his hand, and walked towards the door.

But before he took a step, he found that the door leading to the outside had disappeared.

A mottled wall appeared in front of him.

"It's not an illusion, but the environment in the room has really changed." Under Yang Jian's ghostly eyes, the wall is real.

"There are ghosts affecting reality and interfering with everything in the room. That's right. It's not easy for the messenger to deal with a ghost that can affect reality and change reality."

Thoroughly affecting reality means that ghosts can distort everything in reality, just like the deceiving ghost in Yang Jian's hands.

It's just that the deceiving ghost needs to use the meaning of the living person as a reference to affect reality, but the ghost in this room does not.

"There will be no way out of this room anymore. If you want to leave here, you must deal with the ghosts here." Yang Jian gave up the idea of ​​finding a way out.

Everything in reality can be changed, and the road is impossible to appear, only by cutting off the source of the supernatural.

"boom!"

suddenly.

At this time, one wall of the room suddenly collapsed.

Seems too old and overwhelmed.

However, rotting corpses appeared in the wall. These corpses were piled up and built into the wall. There were at least seven or eight corpses, including men and women, and some corpses opened their ashen eyes. , there is no rot all over.

"The messenger who died in this room before?"

Yang Jian took a glance and could roughly guess the identities of these corpses.