Luo Wensong wandered in the ghost domain for three days, and finally figured it out.

Since you have come to this world, you have to do something for this world. After all, the world is too bitter. Since there was no ability to contribute to the country in the original world. Now I have the ability, although not in the original world, but I have to do something for this country not to travel once, but I have to take something? Make yourself stronger to do something for this country.

Thinking of this, he put away a large range of ghost domains, only opened a small range of ghost snakes, and learned Yang Jian's tricks, and the ghost dragons turned into rainbows and flew into Dahan City, flew in front of the unfinished building, and looked at the unfinished building. This is the ghost post office.

Then he invaded it with a ghost, and it was very simple to invade it, as if he was going home.

I saw that everything has changed, this is an old building from the Republic of China, according to normal circumstances, such a building should have been demolished a long time ago, but because of the influence of some supernatural power, this building has been located next to the streets of Dahan City, although it exists, but it will never intersect with reality.

Because it is located in the ghost realm, it is an independent supernatural space.

Although the building is old, covered with moss, the walls are dark and black, and there is a cold atmosphere everywhere, but the overall structure of the building is well preserved, without any defects or damages.

There is also a circle of neon lights next to the plaque at the gate, and the red and green lights illuminate the three words on the plaque, "Ghost Post Office"

This is a real post office building, but the addition of the word "ghost" next to the plaque makes the surrounding atmosphere suddenly become eerie.

Luo Wensong opened the door and walked in, and under the dim, yellowing light, three unexpected figures came to the hall on this floor.

If you glance at it at random, you will see an old Republic of China style and architecture, and the floor on the ground has been old and peeling off the paint, and even looks like a dull coffin, where people cannot get out. It's cracked, and it looks like it's about to rot.

In addition, there are huge portraits of black and white characters hanging on the nearby walls, those portraits are not celebrities, but very strange people, there are men and women, and the clothing styles are also different, the old ones have retro caftans, cheongsam, and the new ones have suits and flower skirts.....

There seemed to be a cold smell in the air.

It's like a cage, sealed up with something terrible.

It's like a dull coffin, locking people up here and not being able to get out.

Then Luo Wensong slowly walked into the depths of the building.

The situation on the first floor is not complicated, the slightly empty hall, the glass lamp overhead is dim and yellow, unable to fully illuminate the place, it looks dark and oppressive, the wooden floor under his feet is slightly soft, I think the wood inside is almost rotten, and a musty smell lingers.

After walking a short distance, Luo Wensong saw a patio resembling a hollow shape, and downstairs there were rooms on the first floor, the doors were wooden, also old and mottled, and the copper house numbers were nailed to them, 11, 12, and 13...... These numbers are not difficult to analyze.

The first number in 11 is the floor, and the second 1 is the room number.

Look up slightly.

The building has five floors, and the structure of each floor is basically similar, and you can clearly see the hollow corridor upstairs and the doors of the rooms. Luo Wensong found the staircase, only to see that it was a huge staircase several meters wide.

The staircase was also made of wood, and the material was the same as the floor I had walked on, but it was shrouded in a layer of darkness, and the further up it went, the darker it became, and finally it was impossible to see what was at the end of the staircase. Luo Wensong walked up the wooden staircase, and he felt like he was walking on the winding path before.

The sense of distance and space felt a certain supernatural influence, and there was a confusion.

The sound of stepping on the stairs seemed to be louder, and he could even feel that the stairs were shaking, and there was a feeling that they were going to fall apart and collapse, which was very unsafe. Looking up, it was still dark in front of me, and the darkness condensed in the depths, turning into pitch black, blocking all view, and the same was true when I looked back.

All that can be seen now is this flight of stairs.

"Crunch, crunch."

But.

In the supernatural land, this feeling of what seems to be collapsing will never actually appear.

The staircase was not sustained by the wood itself, but was eroded by some supernatural force. Walking up to the grid, there was a hollow-shaped hallway, old and dark, barely illuminated by a few yellowing lights in the stairwell.

The wall next to it was mottled and dull, with a lot of stains left on it, like blood smeared on it and dried, and there were some strange scratches, and even some strange black drawings, I don't know who wrote on them with ink.

The structure of the second floor is no different from the first floor, the only difference is that you can't see the lobby of the ghost post office.

The staircase to the third floor is much longer than it actually feels, the distance between the second and third floors is only a few meters according to normal floor heights, but the wooden staircase is actually more than twenty meters long.

The front and back of the staircase were shrouded in a black mist, with no end in sight and no one behind them.

As you walk down the stairs, the scenes on the second floor behind you begin to disappear rapidly.

Slowly, the situation on the third floor was revealed.

There is almost no change from the second floor, and it is also a corridor of echo words, but the only difference is that the middle patio is no longer empty, but there is an open space, and there are a few furnishings in the open space, and at first glance, it feels a bit like returning to the first floor again.

The rooms are also seven rooms, and that hasn't changed at all.

As you go up the wooden staircase, you can see a fog around you, and the haze is thick, covering the road in front of you and the road behind.

There was an indescribable eerie aura in the air.

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

The old hollow-shaped building style, surrounded by several rooms, gradually became clear.

After walking the last wooden step, the fourth floor of the ghost post office arrived, and after going up to the height of a certain floor, the steps began to become mutilated, broken, and no longer so complete, the wooden handrails were destroyed, and the steps under the feet were also a little incomplete, revealing a piece of gaps, these gaps were strange, there were palm prints, there were tooth marks, and there were also some traces left by sharp weapons after chopping.

I don't know how many traces of all kinds there are.

However, it can be seen that the staircase has been damaged to many different degrees, and the traces are different from the old and the new.

Some of the marks look like they're more than a decade old, and some look like they've been left recently. After continuing upward, Luo Wensong "" saw a door.

An old wooden door, wooden in the open style, unlocked, half-hidden, at the end of the staircase.

There are no other roads nearby.

But the weird thing is.

The steps leading to the old wooden door had been destroyed, and the front was empty, except for a dim haze. In front of the empty space, there was still an invisible step, and Luo Wensong continued to walk up and stood firmly on the steps, without falling.

Step by step, stepping on the air, the invisible steps remained and extended into the front of the wooden door. The fifth floor is slightly different from the previous first to fourth floors, because it is the last floor, there is nothing else upstairs, only a windowless roof, and below the roof is a large hall, around which are seven rooms, and the rooms are the same as the rooms downstairs.

501......502...... and so on.

The hall was empty at the moment, dim and oppressive, except for the faint yellowing of the light. The walls of the hall are also oil paintings.

There are oil paintings in the lobby on the first floor of the post office, and the walls of the hall on the fifth floor are also covered with oil paintings.

All the oil paintings seem to come from the hands of one person, they are the same style, dark, depressing, obviously a normal landscape painting, but it reveals an eerie feeling, but there are not many landscape paintings here, most of them are portraits, these portraits are old and new, and the clothes and decorations in the portraits are also very different.

Some of the portraits are dressed in a style like the seventies and eighties, some are like a modern style, and some are even a little older, wearing coats, which should be the costumes of the Republic of China. The portraits are male and female, old and young, beautiful and vicious, with different appearances and demeanors. Going up was a staircase that few people had stepped on, and it was long, like there was no end, and the front was dim, and the surroundings were extremely oppressive, and the silence was terrifying, only the echoes of his step-by-step walk.

The cramped, dim, and depressing corridor makes it easy to make people nervous at the end of the stairs.

It was a room.

There was a dim wall lamp on the left and right sides of the door, and a copper house number that read: 601 was hung on the door.