"The name is not important, it is just a title. I am sure that Liu Qingqing is dead and you can be resurrected." Yang Jian said: "You should be familiar with this place."

"Ghost post office? This place is no stranger to me." Sister Hong started to walk. Her steps were graceful and more elegant than Liu Qingqing's. At this moment, her eyes were looking at the oil paintings on the wall.

Yang Jian said: "I acquiesce in your resurrection because I hope to get the method to deal with the ghost post office from you."

"You can't handle it. The ghost post office, the ghost post office, is a bureau in itself. How can the insiders handle it?"

Sister Hong stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "But I can let you control the ghost post office and run it in a healthy way. As long as you want, the post office can not deliver letters, but deal with supernatural events. After all, the post office is too old.

It can no longer keep up with the needs of the times. Next time, we will change the sign and change it to the Supernatural Incident Processing Center."

"Change the task of delivering letters to the task of handling supernatural events?" Yang Jian's eyelids twitched: "Can it be done?"

"It's not difficult to do. The rules can be changed. The person who controls the post office can change the rules, but the person who controls the post office can never leave the post office, just like the person in room 502. If so, are you willing?

"Sister Hong said.

Yang Jian immediately refused: "I can't stay here forever, there are more important things to deal with outside."

"Then wait until you find someone who is willing to stay in the ghost post office before discussing this topic with me." Sister Hong said, "I will stay in the post office for a while, but it won't be too long. You should seize this opportunity."

After saying that, she walked towards a room with light steps.

That room is...504.

There was a strange opera sound in that room at night, as if someone was singing an opera.

Everyone in the Messenger on the fifth floor knows that there is a ghost in that room, and it is very fierce. Entering it is seeking death.

But Sister Hong did not hesitate at all, opened the door and walked in.

Yang Jian glanced at it and didn't remind him much.

It is definitely not that simple for this woman from the Republic of China period to be resurrected through Liu Qingqing's body. It is definitely unrealistic for the ghost in the room to kill her.

"Control the ghost post office and change the rules for delivering letters." Wang Yong looked shocked at this moment.

He had never dared to think of such a thing before, but he never expected that it could actually be done.

The only price is to leave one person living in the ghost post office forever.

So who stays?

Wang Yong looked at Li Yang. If Yang Jian refused to stay, then he would have to choose one of them.

"By the way, when you become the controller of the post office, you will become a kind of alien. You no longer have to worry about the resurgence of the evil ghost. As for the black letter, it is best to leave it in the post office for the time being. It is an opportunity for you to do whatever you want.

Choose one person to be the controller, even if that person is not the messenger on the fifth floor."

Suddenly, Sister Hong said these words before walking into room 504.

Then the door slammed shut.

The hall fell into silence again.

After a while, Li Yang lowered his voice and said: "Select a person to control the post office, change the mail delivery task, turn it into a task of solving supernatural events, and use the messenger to deal with supernatural events to the greatest extent. It sounds good.

But are her words credible? It would be terrible if there is a trap in it."

"And there is no guarantee that this strange woman who was resurrected during the Republic of China does not have some ideas of her own."

Yang Jian said nothing.

Because Li Yang was right to worry. The person who claimed to be Sister Hong was extremely mysterious and left no information. Her identity was also a mystery. It was only known that she was related to those people from the Republic of China period.

"If I can't find someone, I can stay at the post office."

Suddenly, Wang Yong said: "I know you don't trust me, but if this can end the fate of the messenger, then I will not refuse."

"Pointless."

Yang Jian thought about it carefully and said with an indifferent expression: "All the messengers on the first, second and fourth floors are dead, and only a few messengers on the third floor are left. Now even if the mission of delivering letters is turned into a mission of solving supernatural events, what's the point?

Meaning, the couriers who just joined are ordinary people. Do you expect ordinary people to deal with the current supernatural events? They are just dragging people to death.

"And solving supernatural incidents is more difficult than delivering letters. Not to mention that there are no people in the post office now. Even if it is full, people will die sooner or later. This is a hell of death, without any hope."

"So what Sister Hong said is not credible?" Wang Yong said.

Yang Jian frowned: "You can believe it, but you can't believe it completely. I need to control the ghost post office, but how to use the ghost post office is up to me, not Sister Hong."

"What if she objects?" Wang Yong said.

Yang Jian glanced at it: "This is the resurrection of the undead before, so let's fight again. Either she dies or I die."

Wang Yong's heart trembled.

At this moment, he felt that he really made the right choice.

This Yang Jian is really determined to end the ghost post office, and he is risking his life to do it, not just talking about it.

This is the right way, so that he won't make the same mistake again. As long as he is strong enough and his attitude is firm enough, this ghost post office can really be solved in his hands, and there will no longer be any poor people in this place.

pity.
Chapter completed!