The red glow dissipated, and the post office door was reclosed.

"Believe I've brought it down."

Yang Jian took the red letter, first left the post office with the messenger on the second floor to return to reality, and then used the ghost to invade the post office and return to the hall on the first floor.

"Doesn't look like a newcomer on the first floor, twins?"

Liu Mingxin, the messenger on the second floor, stared at Liang Xingyang and the doppelganger No. 1, and then stared at Sun Rui, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes: "This guy looks sick, not like a living person." ”

Liang Xingyang ignored these messengers on the second floor, and only nodded to Yang Jian.

Cai Yu, the messenger on the second floor, asked impatiently, "Yang Jian, what do you want to do when you bring us people on the second floor here?" ”

Yang Jian glanced at Cai Yu coldly, and threw the red letter to the clone No. 1: "Naturally, I have completed the task of delivering the letter." ”

"What are you doing, why are you so reckless in giving the red letter to a stranger." Liu Mingxin glared, hurriedly walked to the doppelganger No. 1, and made a gesture to snatch the letter back, "Give me the letter quickly." ”

Before his hand could catch the clone One, his eyes became confused, and his body suddenly froze.

The ghost necklace around Liang Xingyang's neck was flickering, and the supernatural power of the deceitful ghost inside affected this person who dared to approach.

Ordinary people have no power to resist in the face of deceitful ghosts.

Yang Jian walked over and said, "Tear up the letter." ”

Doppelganger No. 1 nodded solemnly.

"Tearing up a letter is the same as giving up the task of sending the letter, and everyone will be killed by you. Put the letter down now, or I'll shoot. ”

A second-floor messenger next to him was full of nervousness, and pointed his gun at the clone One.

"Don't tear up the letter, it will attract the attack of the ghosts, and everyone will die." Cai Yu was frightened and angry, and finally understood that Yang Jian's purpose in bringing them to the first floor was to pull them to accompany them to the funeral.

"One last time, I'll put the letter down, or I'll shoot at once." The messenger's gun-wielding hand trembled slightly, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead, apparently the first time he had threatened such a thing with a gun.

The doppelganger number one is just an ordinary person, and if it is hit by an ordinary bullet, the ghost porcelain will not form protection.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved, and the surrounding area became white, pulling the clone No. 1 into the ghost.

The first floor of the post office has the effect of suppressing the ghost, but this suppression is very little to him, and it does not affect him to use the ghost.

The white ghost snake is spreading, pulling everyone in the hall on the first floor into the ghost snake.

Shrouded in ghosts.

Clone No. 1 tore up the red letter in his hand directly.

Although the red letter is special to the yellow letter, it is no different from ordinary letters in reality, and it can be easily shredded.

No one saw it, because the white ghost clouds obscured the vision, and even Yang Jian's ghost eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see everything around him clearly.

A glimmer of light flashed in Liang Xingyang's silver reflective pupils, and he suddenly reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of doppelganger No. 1.

The original white doppelganger No. 1 became clear, and then disappeared in place, imprisoned in the supernatural space, and turned into a supernatural mirror in his hand.

Ordinary people are extremely vulnerable in front of ghosts, and with the dual protection of ghost porcelain and supernatural mirrors, they can effectively prevent accidents.

The letter was torn up, and there seemed to be a strange movement in the room in the hall on the first floor.

Liang Xingyang put away the supernatural mirror in his hand, withdrew the fuzzy ghost, and strode towards the corridor on the first floor.

The white colors faded, and the post office lobby returned to its usual dim tone.

"What's the situation just now, what about the letter, hand it over quickly." The second-floor messenger with the gun knew that something was wrong, but the red letter was gone, and he couldn't help but scream in a hurry.

Seeing this, Cai Yu first stopped the messenger with the gun, and then hurriedly shouted at Yang Jian: "Lu Yue, don't be impulsive first. Hurry up and hand over the letter, or I won't be able to stop him." ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were cold as he watched them act together with red faces and white faces.

"Yang Jian, you are very strong, but you shouldn't give the letter to a newcomer, it will kill us. And, really think that I wouldn't dare shoot? ”

Lu Yue gritted his teeth and finished speaking with an annoyed expression, his finger on the trigger, intending to shoot at Liang Xingyang who was in the corridor.

However, the next moment,

Two black palms appeared out of thin air, as if they were stuck to Lu Yue's neck, and the palms twisted slightly in the opposite direction.

"Click."

A crisp bone cracking sound rang out.

The pistol fell, and Lu Yue fell heavily to the ground.

Yang Jian looked indifferent, and said coldly: "Disturb others to deal with powerful ghosts, and find death by yourself." ”

This kind of person has no eyesight at all, and he will definitely not be able to go up to the third floor, and he will kill other companions in the mission of delivering letters, and it is also a disaster to keep it.

"Dead."

Everyone was shocked, Cai Yu's face was stunned, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and he didn't dare to speak.

How those two blackened palms came out, everyone already has a point in their hearts.

Yang Jianneng led them into the post office, which was already out of the category of normal messengers, and belonged to a special person who had harnessed the supernatural power of powerful ghosts, and was almost an incomprehensible existence to them.

So they didn't dare to point the finger at Yang Jian, but took the newcomer on the first floor as a breakthrough and wanted to get the letter back. But apparently, they made a big mistake.

I couldn't see the fact that the letter had been torn up by the doppelganger No. 1, nor could I perceive the current situation, thinking that Yang Jian didn't dare to kill, but just blindly looked at the problem from his own point of view.

With Lu Yue being killed, no one dared to mention the red letter anymore, even if he knew that the letter was torn up, he probably didn't dare to accuse him again.

And the other side.

In the hallway on the first floor.

"Stomp, stomp."

Heavy footsteps rang out in the hallway where pins could be heard.

Suddenly.

"Bang."

A door was pushed open from the inside, and it was pitch black inside, as if something was entrenched in the darkness, giving people a bad feeling.

Liang Xingyang paused for a moment, and suddenly felt like he was being pulled by something, and the whole person had a tendency to fly backwards.

However, as soon as he resisted, the suction could not shake his body.

Instead, he turned around and walked towards the room where the door had been opened.

Liang Xingyang walked to the door and couldn't close the door.

The white ghost spreads, and the darkness in the room is dispelled, revealing the scene inside.

At the head of the bed in the room, a decomposed female corpse was lying under the bed, raising her head slightly, staring at the person who broke in with a hollow and numb gaze.

"Puff puff~"

Liang Xingyang's face was unwavering, the dull and suppressed heartbeat resounded, and blood flowed from his feet, forming a pool of blood, surging in the direction of the female corpse.

In the sound of heartbeat, the rotting female corpse emitted by the cloak made an oozing sound, and then completely stopped moving.

The diamond-shaped imprint on the ghost's heart has the quota to suppress the six ghosts, and there is also scarlet blood oozing from the mouth of the female corpse's heart.

The female corpse that can pull people into the door is not very terrifying, and after being crushed by Liang Xingyang, she was directly imprisoned in the ghost blood.

"It's a pity Li Yang."

After a whisper.

Liang Xingyang retracted the pool of blood, walked out of the room, and returned to the position of the hall.

The ghost summoned by tearing up the letter was disposed of, and the clone No. 1 was also released by him.

A black mist suddenly gushed out between the corridor between the first floor and the hall, which seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and the black fog kept tumbling, and a wooden staircase emerged, connecting a faint opening in the wall.

Similarly, the staircase on the third floor appeared.

"It's the stairs to the third floor."

"The mission of the Red Letter is solved, and all of us can go up to the third floor." There is a messenger on the second floor.

The others were stunned and realized that the letters had been torn up, and that the ghosts had been dealt with without them realizing it.

It's just that they don't know whether to be happy or upset.

After Yang Jian said hello to Liang Xingyang, he took the lead and walked up the stairs to the third floor.

The messengers on the second floor hesitated, and one by one they stepped up the stairs on the third floor and left the hall.

Liang Xingyang and the clone No. 1, and Sun Rui watched everyone leave.

It didn't take long for the staircase to crumble into a black fog and disappear, and the staircase on the corridor wall seemed to have never appeared, returning to its old and flat appearance.

"Let's go, go painting."

Liang Xingyang didn't stay long, and walked into the oil painting with the doppelganger No. 1, who became a messenger.

Sun Rui hesitated for a moment, did not follow up, but returned to the counter, pestle the golden cane, and stared at the door of the post office motionlessly.

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