"Me too." Wang Shan added hastily.

Yang Jian said calmly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to survive the letter delivery mission on the fourth floor. If the rules of the post office are more complete, there will definitely be corresponding rules for people like you who sneak upstairs."

"And among supernatural events, human life is the least valuable."

Yang Xiaohua said: "I have already written my suicide note, but I still want to struggle. I have reached the fourth floor. I am not willing to die like this. You promised me before that you would take me out of the ghost post office alive."

"What happened last time? It did happen, but do you remember the price?" Yang Jian looked at her and said.

Yang Xiaohua bit her lip slightly and said, "The price is myself. You can treat me as an employee or as a woman. It depends on how happy you are."

"Me too..." Wang Shan wanted to add something, but kept his mouth shut.

This is really not possible.

Yang Jian said, "That's true, but you don't seem to do it this way."

"I went to Dachang City, but I didn't get your information. I thought you were lying to me. You only needed me temporarily as cannon fodder, and then threw it away after using it. I was lucky enough to survive last time, but you didn't at all.

I want to fulfill my promise, otherwise you won’t deceive me with false information.”

"Don't look so aggrieved. Just like Li Yang said, you can't find my information. It's not that I lied to you. Don't think of yourself as too precious."

Yang Jian said indifferently: "No one will remember where they threw a weed after pulling it out."

weed?

Wang Shan looked at Yang Xiaohua.

It turns out that this is how Yang Jian views her, no wonder it is like this.

"The fourth floor is almost here." Li Yang reminded at this time.

The wooden stairs went straight up, and the surroundings seemed to be filled with fog. The haze was thick and thick, covering the road in front and the road behind.

There was an indescribable strange aura in the air.

At the end of the road is a vaguely one-story building.

It's an old zigzag style building with several rooms around it, and the outline of everything gradually becomes clearer.

After walking up the last wooden steps, we arrived at the fourth floor of the Ghost Post Office.

But we just arrived.

Yang Jian saw a special scene.

A male corpse was hanging from a yellow chandelier in the middle of the corridor.

The body swayed slightly and the lights flickered, as if it had been hanging there for a long time.

Because the skin of the corpse was somewhat dry, wrinkled, and appeared dark and sallow.

"A person was hanged?" Li Yang opened his eyes wide: "This is not realistic. If the body was left in the corridor, it would have disappeared the next day. It cannot be preserved forever."

"Normal corpses will be cleaned up by the post office, but what if there are things that cannot be cleaned up?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes, peeping with ghost eyes, and tried to walk over to see what happened.

An incomprehensible situation occurred.

When he walked around, the body also turned slightly, leaving only a curved back for him and unable to see the front face.

Li Yang also discovered this. When he looked from the other side, he couldn't see the front face. The body turned slightly in his sight, but it was still just a back figure.

"Captain, I can't see the front either."

Yang Jian said: "Then it's not a matter of angle, but a supernatural phenomenon. Even if four people stand in four different directions and look at the dead body, they should see the back. It's interesting. The fourth floor of the ghost post office is already like this.

Is it dangerous? Supernatural phenomena have become a norm."

Take a look around.

He found that something was indeed wrong here. There were pieces of black letter paper taped to the door of one room. The letter paper was covered with glue and tightly covered the cracks in the door, as if to resist the intrusion of something.

Some rooms don't even have doors. They seem to have been demolished. The rooms are so dark that nothing can be seen.

There are also corridors that are covered with footprints in the soil. The footprints seem to appear out of thin air. They have no starting point and no end. They are very messy and only appear in one area.

Finally, Yang Jian saw that the door of a room was gray-white and seemed to be sprinkled with lime.

But if you look carefully, you will find that it is not lime at all, but ashes.

Some kind of supernatural ashes with unknown abilities.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with no sound at all, only the occasional flicker of a light bulb.

The flickering light came from the lamp hanging a dried corpse.

"The fourth floor of this ghost post office is really scary." Wang Shan was frightened. He felt like he had arrived at a supernatural and terrifying place of death.

It's obvious that something terrible is happening in front of every door here.

Those weird traces are all man-made, and they are obviously using various means to fight against the supernatural.

As for whether the confrontation has been successful, it is unknown.

But from the corpse hanging under the light bulb, it can be seen that the danger here is unimaginable.

"This letter delivery mission is very critical. Since the road to the post office appears in front of us, it must be involved in our letter delivery mission. However, we should have arrived early. Under normal circumstances, the letter will be delivered tomorrow morning after lights out.

Will appear, what time is it now?”

Yang Jian was calm and unmoved.

"Already, it's five forty." Yang Xiaohua said with a bit of trembling.

Everyone knows that lights go out at six o'clock and that the post office is haunted by ghosts.

"You must enter the room within twenty minutes, otherwise it will be dangerous after the lights are turned off." Li Yang stared at the door numbers.

401, 402, 403...it seems like we should choose a better room.

No.

You have to choose a room that looks relatively safe.

"How about the captain's room?" Li Yang pointed to the room whose door was covered with black letter paper.

Wang Shan nodded and said: "The room was sealed with letter paper, which shows that someone once lived there and it may be safe."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and took a look: "The letter is sealed outside the door. If a normal person stays in the room, the letter should be posted behind the door, not in front of the door."

"You mean, sealing the door with letter paper may not be to protect the room, but to prevent things in the room from coming out?" Wang Shan's heart trembled, and he came up with such a terrifying conjecture.

yes.

He almost forgot such a possibility.

There might be a ghost in that room, so the messenger on the fourth floor sealed the door to keep the ghost in the room.

"How about that room? Although there are mud footprints wandering in the corridor, there don't seem to be any in the room." Li Yang asked again.

Yang Jian frowned: "The presence of mud footprints means that the ghost has been wandering in that place for a certain period of time. It doesn't matter whether the room is safe or not. What is important is why the ghost only wanders in that place? Even if the room is safe, it can easily be

The devil is watching."

"Go to room 402, the white door covered with ashes."
Chapter completed!