"You're not a manager, so you're talking nonsense. You've been fooling me for a long time." Zhou Deng scolded.

Zhang Xianguang came slowly and said, "But I am not the real Zhang Xianguang."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone immediately woke up.

They immediately opened their eyes and thought of the man in the oil painting.

"It seems that you have reacted, but unfortunately the response is still a bit slow. I have never left the ghost post office since I became the manager of the post office, because this plan requires the identity of the manager." Zhang Xianguang said.

"I see, that's why my pen pointed at the wrong place." Lu Zhiwen's eyes darkened.

Zhou Deng was even more puzzled: "If you are not Zhang Xianguang, then who are you?"

"He is Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting. Every messenger has three choices after delivering the last letter. Either leave the ghost post office or choose to go to the sixth floor of the ghost post office. If you choose to go to the sixth floor of the ghost post office, you can become a ghost post office.

As a manager, as for the third option, that is to resurrect a person in an oil painting."

Yang Jian took a deep breath, shocked by how scary this guy was.

"Zhang Xianguang left the ghost post office after delivering the letter for the first time, and then left his portrait. The second time he entered the ghost post office again, and after delivering the last letter, he chose to resurrect himself in the oil painting, but after the resurrection was successful,

He would return to the first floor of the ghost post office and start delivering letters again, until he finished delivering the last letter for the third time, and he became the manager."

"So, although Zhang Xianguang went in and out of the ghost post office twice, he actually delivered the last letter three times, because only in this way could he meet his current requirements."

Although he understood, Yang Jian was still shocked.

After clearing the ghost post office three times, Zhang Xianguang can still survive and become the manager of the post office. How terrible is it?

You must know that the task of delivering a message increases in difficulty according to the strength of the messenger. It does not mean that after Zhang Xianguang clears the level once, it will become easier the second time.

At the beginning, Yang Jian was already a top ghost controller and became an alien. In the end, he almost died in the process of delivering letters after clearing the ghost post office several times.

"You are right, I sent the last letter three times."

Zhang Xianguang did not deny it, but nodded and admitted: "But all these secrets have no meaning from today, and I take the initiative to tell you all this, hoping to let you understand that my plan is successful and is not a mirror image.

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"That being said, the possibility of your plan succeeding is indeed very high. No wonder you will work hard for it for decades." Yang Jian said.

He Yin'er was surprised and said: "You actually believed his lies?"

"Why don't you believe it? He is not an irrational madman, but he has really found a feasible way. Although it is very extreme, it can indeed solve the supernatural incident once and for all." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xianguang smiled and said: "It seems that there are still people who can understand me."

"Although your plan is good, but to be honest, I don't dare to bet on the uncertainty of supernatural beings at the expense of so many lives. Therefore, I hope you will stop this plan. If possible, please die now."

, so as not to cause any trouble to us." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Then I can understand that the negotiation failed? Other captains also think the same way?" Zhang Xianguang said.

"I have other ideas. If you are willing to commit suicide, I can leave two paper figures to help guard your grave." Liu San said.

Li Jun said: "The corpses of such people should be burned to prevent the evil spirits from resurrecting after death."

"I just said don't waste time, start early, solve it early, he might be delaying time." He Yin'er said.

Zhang Xianguang sighed when he heard these words: "Since the negotiation failed, then you should stop stopping me from doing things, so I ask all the captains to die here today."

"Is it?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out from beside him. Li Leping, who had been silent until now, appeared beside him at some point, and grabbed Zhang Xianguang's wrist with a cold hand.

"Good job, Li Leping." Li Jun immediately strode forward.

The will-o'-the-wisp instantly ignited the entire building, and at the same time, the flames overflowed and directly surrounded Zhang Xianguang.

next moment.

A black straw rope hung from the air, strangled Zhang Xianguang's neck, and hung him up.

"Did it succeed?"

The other captains did not take action and just watched this scene coldly.

They need to be alert to their surroundings.

Because Zhang Xianguang is not alone, he has accomplices.

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

Zhang Xianguang, who was hung up by a straw rope, took a hard look at Li Leping next to him: "I won't make the same mistake twice. I can't remember you, but I will be wary of you."

"Um?"

Li Leping frowned.

Zhang Xianguang immediately stopped struggling. He lowered his head and lost the ability to move. He seemed to be dead.

After death, the body decomposed rapidly, and the flesh and blood peeled off, and soon only a white skeleton was left. Then the bones shattered, turned into powder, and disappeared.

The corpse just disappeared out of thin air.

But suddenly.

Li Leping looked towards the stairs.

There was a sound of footsteps, followed by the metallic sound of a rusty old sword rubbing against the ground.

Zhang Xianguang walked down the stairs again.

At this moment, Li Leping sensed the danger and did not wait for him to prepare.

An arm unexpectedly slowly detached itself from the body and fell to the ground.

Thick blood spurted out.

Li Leping immediately grabbed his fallen arm and backed away slowly, his expression changing uncertainly.

"If you want to stop me, you have to work hard, otherwise the group is likely to be destroyed."

Zhang Xianguang walked down again and patted his shoulder.

The will-o'-the-wisp burning on his shoulder was actually extinguished by him.

Not only that.

Abnormalities were also heard around the abandoned playground.

At this moment, the sky was no longer gray, but quickly darkened.

A darkness enveloped this place.

"The ghost is coming."

Wei Jing looked at the familiar darkness and said with a numb face.

"Are you kidding? Why would a ghost show up at this time?" Zhou Deng was shocked.

Fire danced in Li Jun's empty eyes: "It must have been done by the ghost herder Chen Qiaoyang."

However, Chen Qiaoyang was not seen around.

Living people can only see ghosts, but living and dead people cannot see ghost shepherds.

Now it seems that this sentence is true.

"The number of suppressed ghosts is 9. Once alone, you will definitely die. We must get together." Wei Jing said again.

As soon as these words came out, the other captains immediately came over.

When eight captains gather together, the number of ghosts definitely exceeds 9, and they can ignore the attacks of ghosts in a short time.

"Then the question is, is the ghost more dangerous, or am I more dangerous?"

At this moment, another figure walked out of the abandoned classroom.

This man was also carrying a rusty old broadsword.

He is still Zhang Xianguang.

No.

Not only that, the second, third, and third Zhang Xianguang walked out from various corners of the teaching building.

They are all exactly the same, there is no difference, even the supernatural weapons are the same.

A total of five Zhang Xianguangs gathered together and came together.

"Infinite restart?"

This scene seems familiar, but it makes people feel extremely horrified.

"This guy....."

Yang Jian's expression was stern. This was the first time he felt the oppression of a fellow ghost master.
Chapter completed!