The hallway and patio after the lights were turned off were only pitch black, like a black hole, and the light from the room did not shine far at all.

Xiao Xiangwen carefully opened the door a crack, and waited for a long time without any response before daring to lean out.

After going out, he immediately carefully closed the door, and he was afraid that if something dirty ran in, he would not be beaten by the door when he went back in a while.

As the door closed, it was pitch black as far as the eye could see.

After waiting in place for a while, after making sure that there was really nothing abnormal around, Xiao Xiangwen slowly raised his left hand.

Sticking out his index finger, a small cluster of purple flames suddenly burned on his index finger.

Although the flame is not large, it seems to be very suitable for this dark environment.

The whole patio suddenly became bright, and after a hurried glance, it was really in stock.

I saw that not far from me, a stack of letters was lying quietly on the ground, as if it had been there all along, but no one had noticed.

"Good stuff, then don't waste it." He walked over lightly, took the letter paper in his hand and rubbed it, there must be more than twenty sheets.

With a good beginning, Xiao Xiangwen's interest in an exploration has increased a lot.

However, he was soon disappointed, and in the patio on the first floor, nothing else was found except for this stack of letters.

At this time, he hit the idea again on the counter at the front desk, which seemed to be a place where treasures were refreshed.

Unfortunately, the reality disappointed him again, and the counter was so clean that there was not even a pen.

Xiao Xiangwen, who was about to call it a day, found that there was a dark shadow standing next to him at some time.

This made him "brush", and the cold sweat came down.

"Careless, it seems that I am still too carried away!"

Seeing that the black shadow didn't move, Xiao Xiangwen didn't dare to move, and the black shadow was so deadlocked.

"It's not a way to go on like this, there is more than one ghost wandering in this post office, if there is another one, it will be troublesome, and we must find a way to break the situation."

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiangwen adjusted the angle of his left hand slightly, so that the fire in his hand could shine on his right.

Now I can see it clearly, the black shadow Xiao Xiangwen knows, it is the guy I met when I came to the post office last time, living in room 13.

It's just that now this guy has lost the breath of a living person, his whole skin is blue, and his two eyes are cloudy, and he looks like a dead man.

"Is this controlled by the ghosts? It seems that the last time the letter was torn up, it was attacked. But there were three of them at the time, and where did the other two go? ”

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiangwen's eyes couldn't help but look around.

The three of them were attacked by the same ghost at the same time, and since the No. 13 brother is here, there is no reason why the other two should not appear.

Sure enough, in the shadows not far away, Xiao Xiangwen found the figure of the big man who tore the letter, but compared to the No. 13 brother, his situation was even worse.

Half of the whole head is shrunk into the neck, and at first glance I thought it was a king who had become a sperm.

It was that woman, Xiao Xiangwen looked around and didn't see it, I don't know if she was hiding in the darkness farther away.

"They are all workers, so why do you bother me? You don't see me, okay? ”

Xiao Xiangwen whispered, seeing that the two of them didn't react, he simply took the courage and moved towards his room.

It's okay if he doesn't move, this move, as if he has turned on the switch of the machine, the two guys who are controlled by ghosts rush towards Xiao Xiangwen like crazy.

"If you don't come, why don't you listen!"

Xiao Xiangwen's left hand directly pressed on the No. 13 little brother who was close, and then saw that the little brother's whole person seemed to be doused with gasoline, and he burned it directly.

The purple firelight lit up the post office as if it were daylight.

And the big man was illuminated by the firelight, as if he was stuck, and he was also fixed on the spot,

Xiao Xiangwen also took the opportunity to take a good look at the situation on the patio on the first floor at this time.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but I see that farther away, there are many people standing densely, not only the woman, but also the people who wandered outside the door the night before and then disappeared.

There are many more who have not been seen, but they are probably the souls who lost their lives in this post office.

"Do you want to play so big! Am I poking a ghost in the nest? ”

Looking at the dozens of dead people standing in front of him, it would be a lie to say that he didn't panic.

Although Xiao Xiangwen is a ghost master, he has no actual combat experience, so he is inevitably a little weak-hearted.

The most important thing is that what comes out now are some ghost-like things, and the main owner hasn't shown up yet.

But although I was a little panicked, I wasn't scared.

Because of the purple flame on his ghost's hand, the effect is unexpectedly powerful.

Ignited one at once, not to mention, the other ghost slaves were obviously stuck under the light of the fire, which was very domineering.

Where a little fire shines, the smell of all evils is inviolable.

However, Xiao Xiangwen didn't just wait in place, his left hand poked out again, and this time he directly lifted No. 13, like an explosive bag, and was thrown into the group of ghosts by him.

The so-called spark can set the prairie on fire, and I saw that one after another ghost slaves were ignited, and the fire was full for a while.

This is another ability of the ghost hand discovered by Xiao Xiangwen, whoever is ignited by his purple flame is like having no weight in his hand, let him handle it.

Through the bright firelight, Xiao Xiangwen finally found the powerful ghost hiding behind the ghost slave.

The guy looked like a corpse that had just been lifted from the scene of a car crash.

Not only is there a dense black wound on his face, but one hand and one foot are twisted irregularly, hiding behind the ghosts.

Xiao Xiangwen will not sit still, now that he has found the right master, he can only take the initiative to maintain his advantage.

I saw him smash the lit ghost slaves one by one at the terrible ghost.

Xiao Xiangwen observed that the ghost seemed to want to rush towards him, but under the light of the fire, it moved unusually slowly.

And the ghost slave who was thrown by himself, although he couldn't ignite the ghost, he could feel it.

Every time the ghost is smashed by a ghost slave with fire, his actions will be three points slower again.

By the time Xiao Xiangwen rushed in front of the ghost, the ghost had already become at least 16 times the slow motion, with twisted hands and feet, how embarrassing it was.

"Since the ghost slave can't ignite you, let you taste the most authentic ghost hand fire."

Xiao Xiangwen named the purple flame on the ghost hand "Ghost Hand Fierce Fire", although he is suspected of being in the second grade, but judging from tonight's actual combat performance, at least the visual effect is full.

I saw that Xiao Xiangwen directly choked the devil's neck with his ghost hand this time.

This time the evil ghost was finally ignited, and I saw that the evil ghost first struggled symbolically a few times, and then wherever there were holes in the body, purple fire began to emerge outward.

As the main master was ignited by the purple fire, a group of ghost slaves began to fall one after another as if the drone had suddenly lost its remote control.

After the corpse fell, it finally returned to its proper appearance, and lay quietly on the ground waiting for cremation.

With the burning of the purple fire, the main master in Xiao Xiangwen's hand gradually stopped moving.

He could feel that the ghost in No. 13's body had been completely suppressed, but now the problem had arisen.

He didn't have the tools to hold the ghosts, neither the Golden Body Bag nor the Golden Chest.

So what to do with this ghost?