"Knock knock~"

From the second floor down to the stairs on the first floor, there was a series of rapid and heavy footsteps, as if a corpse was running down from the second floor, and even the stairs shook slightly.

Meanwhile.

Outside the gate of the post office, a vague black figure of a human figure stood as the ghost banged its back against the door, as if it was in a hurry to break in.

The most terrifying thing was that the door was violently slammed, as if affected by a huge supernatural force, and the glass window on the door twisted, cracked, and made a creaking and screeching sound, and then exploded with a bang.

The black letter was torn apart, and the entire post office seemed to have woken up from its slumber, and the thick darkness corroded to release all the ghosts and clean up everyone inside.

"Liang Wensong tore up the black letter, he is now the key to completing the task of delivering the letter, as long as he can survive, he can become the master of the post office." Yang Jian had opened the ghost eye at this moment, and the darkness around him did not exist at all in front of the ghost eye, holding a cracked spear to guard the surroundings, and said quickly.

"So our purpose is not to deal with the ghosts, but to keep them safe from a group of ghosts attracted by the curse of the post office."

After Liang Xingyang thought quickly, a pool of blood flowed out of his feet, and the sleeping ghost boy was taken out from it, and the mirror ghost was replaced.

He then swallowed the ball of ghost blood that had held the Guiding Ghost in captivity, quickly digesting it into a puzzle piece.

If you are in the reality outside, the rain ghost that isolates the ghost and the black paper umbrella that comes with the ghost snake are the best choice. However, if you want to protect an ordinary person in the post office, the guide ghost is the best choice.

The thick blue-black haze spread, and the ghosts shrouded Yang Jian and Liang Wensong, obscuring their vision.

Under the deliberate manipulation of the ghost, the scope of influence is not large, and the rich blue-black haze only covers a corner of the hall.

In the haze of ghosts, all nine of Yang Jian's ghost eyes came out, turning restlessly, forming a strange figure in his line of sight, while observing the situation outside the ghost.

The next moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of going downstairs stopped, and down the wooden staircase on the first floor ran a pair of bare feet, the dead man's legs were dead gray, cold and stiff.

The killing pattern was not triggered, so the bodyless mutilated ghost stopped on the stairs.

Or maybe he found the rich haze that was close at hand, felt the oppression inside, and didn't wander into it rashly, just stuck on the stairs.

It didn't take long.

Bang!

The sound of the door slamming stopped, and with the sound of the door being smashed, a humanoid shadow walked in briskly and came to the post office.

If you look closely, the ghost only has a back, no front, and seems to be made up of two identical back bodies spliced at random.

As soon as the humanoid shadow stepped into the post office, it was as if it had found something, and went straight into the haze.

Soon.

The door of the post office opened, and a cold wind poured in, and the whole post office whined, like a thatched hut leaking everywhere.

At the bevel of the door, several strange shadows quietly poured in through the crack in the door.

These shadows were uneven, but there were as many as five paths, walking side by side, like huge shadows, about to swallow them all.

The five ghosts represent the five laws of killing, the elderly, the young, women, children, and people with children, covering an extremely wide range, and the living can hardly avoid the attacks of the ghosts.

These shadows obscured the floor, ignoring the rich haze, and walked in side by side as if they had no scruples.

"Wow, wow, wow."

A squatting child appeared above the front desk, this strange child had his back to the thick haze, burying his head and sobbing, and bursts of oozing cries came from between his fingers.

And the palm that covered the face was a little different from ordinary people, it was full of wrinkles, black and dirty, like an adult's hand.

"Giggle."

The child seemed to ignore the gloom and perceive the man hiding in the ghost.

A certain killing pattern was triggered, and the sad sobbing suddenly stopped, but instead turned into a strange laugh like a triumphant, and after standing up, he jumped down from the front desk and ran into the haze.

And on the patio on the first floor, countless pieces of black letter paper were also eerily falling, like rain, and soon covered the surrounding floor.

The black letter paper seemed to be glued to the floor, and after a slight sneering sound, some kind of thin black mist rose, and in an instant, it was no longer the floor, but a supernatural space.

And inside, a part of the third manager, Tian Xiaoyue, is placed.

However, the paranormal phenomenon has not stopped.

There was movement on the stairs on the first floor again, and there was another sound of going down, and an old man covered in corpses, lifeless, and wearing a black robe walked down from the second floor without hurry.

Ignoring the dead man's legs stuck on the stairs, the horrible old man pushed his bare feet into the haze without hesitation.

The cold, eerie aura was so heavy that it made people feel palpitations.

Knocker?

No, that's the doorman.

At the same time, it has two kinds of mortal curses, opening the door and turning off the lights, and the horror level is higher than that of the knocker.

And in the haze.

"The black paper umbrella will be lent to you first, even if a powerful ghost breaks through the obstacle and attacks, it can delay for a while." Liang Xingyang took out the paper umbrella from the ghost blood and handed it to Liang Wensong.

After Liang Wensong took the umbrella, he took off the ghost necklace around his neck and gave it back to Liang Xingyang.

Yang Jian thought for a while, took out a substitute doll from his pocket, and handed it over. He mastered the restart, and the role of the dead doll was not much.

After Meng Xiaodong's death, no one can sew a substitute for the death doll, and this kind of life-saving supernatural props will soon become more precious than ghost candles.

"The ghost is coming."

Yang Jian's eyes sank, and the dazzling red light suddenly lit up when he turned around.

A red light appeared, instantly tearing through the darkness and illuminating the front.

Directly the six-layer ghost snake opened, and there was no way to give any close to the ghost.

Within the sixth layer of the ghost, the footsteps of the humanoid shadow stopped, and everything was stopped.

But in the next second, the red light faded away.

The cracked spear pierced through the back, nailing it to the ground, and the next second it was back in Yang Jian's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost was dealt with.

Yang Jian quickly took out a body bag from the big backpack, pulled out the golden spear, and pinched the ghost with his ghost hand, stuffing it directly into the bag.

"We're in bigger trouble."

Liang Xingyang's expression moved, staring at the terrifying child who broke into the ghost again, five shadows, and his body disappeared.

"Puff puff~"

The dull and suppressed heartbeat of the ghost heart resounded around, accompanied by a shock, and the terrifying child and the five strange shadows instantly stiffened and did not move.

The quota for the six ghosts to be suppressed without solution is in effect.

The strange and strange smile in the child's throat stopped abruptly, his eyes closed, and the outline of a foreign body in the heart of the small body stood out, beating straight and sound, matching the beating frequency of the source ghost heart.

The five figures of different shapes were also suppressed by the ghost heart, and there was no movement at all.

Liang Xingyang stared at the five figures on the ground with interest, those figures were not ghost shadows, they did not have the conditions to be touched through the shadow medium, they could be directly touched, that is, the coffin nail could directly nail one of the ghosts.

And the five strange figures seem to fit the ghost shadows very well.

Once the ghost shadow devours these five figures and turns into one of the supernatural puzzle pieces, it will instantly have five laws of killing that must die, and if it is triggered, it will die, and there is no reason to talk about it.

The horror of the ghost shadow will rise like a rocket.

Just as he was thinking.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

Two heavy footsteps rang out.

The surrounding haze was actually dispelled a little, revealing a road that was no longer so dark.

The pair of dead legs and the terrifying old man broke into the ghost snake one after the other.

Liang Xingyang's eyes suddenly condensed, and he immediately beckoned, and the strange figures in the thick haze quickly approached him.

In the sound of cascading footsteps, one after another strange figures raised their arms and shook their palms at the terrifying old man.

But right now.

The terrifying old man wandering over stopped strangely and looked up slightly, and a lamp that had exploded turned on strangely at this time.

The dim, yellowish light was sneering and flickering, and there was a tendency to go out when it had just been lit up.

Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian's attack also arrived.

The strange sound of heartbeat began to spread to the old man's side, and a ray of scarlet light also spread at an incredible speed.

There was a heart-shaped foreign body pulsating in the old man's body, and scarlet blood oozed out.

The red light stalled, and a cracked spear pierced through the dead man's legs, successfully restraining the grim who was still trying to get closer.

But the next second.

The overhead light suddenly went out.

If you turn off the lights, you will die, and the terrifying law of killing is triggered.

In the dense haze environment, Liang Xingyang was a little surprised, a strong gloomy coldness fell on him, and his body began to overflow a small haze, becoming less condensed.

But it's second only to that.

The essence of the guiding ghost is the ghost, and the consciousness is omnipresent in the noon of the ghost.

The terrifying old man's lights-out spirit can't act on him, it's just a body condensed by a haze, and even if it is lost, it doesn't matter at all.

Moreover, the strong smell of blood permeating the ghost's heart reduced the supernatural strength of dying when the lights went out, so the haze body was not completely defeated by the old man's supernatural spirit.

Before he knew it, he really grew to a terrifying level.

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