It's dark.

The cold wind howls through the city, and the raindrops seem to be about to set off an invisible storm.

Su Zhaoyue looked at the message on her phone, which showed a yellow warning for heavy rain.

She looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the neon lights of the city were still dazzling. It's hard to imagine that this is an era of imminent resurrection.

A terrible evil spirit has descended on the earth, and the world will be like an endless hell.

Every time she thought about it, she unconsciously felt a real fear from the bottom of her heart. Maybe it's about death, maybe it's about the incomprehensible unknown.

Ghosts cannot be killed.

Just think about how scary it is.

Su Zhaoyue crossed over to this point, and wanted to go to the entertainment industry with the unspeakably beautiful face of her predecessor, and enjoy the life of a big star again.

Unexpectedly, reality directly hit her on the head.

The familiar place names of Dachang City, ZS City, and Dahan City, as well as the news of various supernatural events, all prove that this is the world of a novel she once read, "Mysterious Recovery".

Originally, just reading the text of the novel made people feel a little scary, not to mention how terrifying it would be if you were really in it!

Since the crossing, she has been paying attention to the news of Dachang City. The current Dachang No. 7 Middle School only had a special incident not long ago, which means that the plot of the original novel has just begun.

As an ordinary time-traveler without any golden fingers, grasping the plot is obviously the most useful means.

But it is obviously not wise to forcibly change the plot, she must let the whole situation continue to run the way she knows, which is considered from the perspective of her own survival.

Dahan City, Sun Rui, Ghost Post Office, Messenger ......

The city where Su Zhaoyue is located is Dahan City, and because of the existence of the ghost post office, there were relatively few supernatural events in Dahan City in the early stage of recovery.

Fewer paranormal events often mean safety.

But safety is also relative, if you want to deal with ghosts, you can only control ghosts, and if there are no supernatural events, you lack the opportunity to control ghosts.

If a terrifying supernatural event really happened one day, wouldn't ordinary people just have to wait for death?

Su Zhaoyue cherishes her life very much, simply put, she is afraid of death, and she cherishes her life even more in her next life.

Therefore, it is very necessary to embark on the road of controlling ghosts.

Ghost post office?

Su Zhaoyue's eyes froze, and she took out the gold box and a golden dagger in the safe.

This is what she created after she used up most of the inheritance left by her previous parents, which can be regarded as a layer of insurance.

Otherwise, wouldn't it seem particularly stupid for her to run to the ghost post office without any preparation?

Habitually wear a mask and cap. Packing the box in her shoulder bag and pinning the dagger to her waist was all she could do.

A few days before the crossing, Su Zhaoyue really became more and more scared the more she thought about it, and she felt that she was even mentally disturbed.

Who knows when a ghost will pop up and kill you? Therefore, this feeling of wanting to control ghosts can be said to be more and more urgent.

The rain grew louder and louder, and the sky was gloomy as if it were about to fall. Sometimes thunder pierced the night, and the terrible atmosphere was overwhelming.

Su Zhaoyue looked at the sky and thought inexplicably.

As a child, she was afraid of the dark, afraid of the thunder; Growing up, she was afraid of poverty and losing her self-esteem; Now she is afraid of death, afraid of the unknown......

People, can't you escape the word fear?

She couldn't answer, just took a letter from the cupboard.

Yellow cover, no signature, no closure.

Su Zhaoyue took a deep breath and decisively dismantled it.

The next moment, the whole room changed.

The incandescent light above his head sizzled, and suddenly flickered continuously.

A thick, glued-like darkness struck suddenly. The wall in front of him disappeared at some point, and a muddy path appeared.

In the haze, a five- or six-story building appeared in the depths of the path, and the gray and gloomy Republican style made people feel extremely frightened.

Ghost Post Office~!

Su Zhaoyue's eyes widened, trying to see all the outlines of it hidden in the terrifying fog.

The next moment, it seemed to be a flower in front of me.

The dim and dark light cast, and she had already appeared in the old hall that would only exist in the Republic of China.

The rotting and peeling black and red wall skin, the old floor cracked by moisture, and the smell of mold in the air, made it look cold and dull.

After taking two steps, Su Zhaoyue saw all kinds of portraits of people on the wall, which looked like they were all characters from the Republic of China, both men and women.

In fact, she knew that these people were the messengers of the ghost post office, and they left their figures here.

The hall was mostly empty except for the colorful portraits and counters, and oh, there were glass lights overhead that seemed to go out at any moment.

Su Zhaoyue walked a little further, and saw a courtyard shaped like a hollow character, and the corridors were mottled and gray rooms.

The first floor is all house numbers like 11 and 12, and the house numbers are made of copper, which looks like a large piece of rust.

Su Zhaoyue exhaled softly, intending to go and see the room.

Suddenly, there was a click, and a door was opened, and the sound of the door opening was very clear in the silence of the post office.

Su Zhaoyue became vigilant, and her hand had already touched her waist.

From room 15, a young man emerged, looking like a freshly enrolled college student, very young.

His face was ugly, and his expression was as bad as if he had been tortured by something.

When Su Zhaoyue saw him, the man also saw her.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then said with some hesitation: "New here? ”

Su Zhaoyue nodded a little bewildered, which was a gesture.

The man exhales, as long as it's not a ghost. Anyway, ghosts basically don't look as good as her.

"My name is Chen Feng, and you must have opened a yellow letter of paper to come here. Since you're here, it means that we have people here who have either died or gone to the second floor. ”

"Then you are also unlucky, the survival rate of a little girl coming here is too low."

Su Zhaoyue rolled her eyes and asked in panic, "Where is this?" ”

Chen Feng said: "Ghost post office. That's what we all call it. Maybe you don't believe it, but there are ghosts in this world. ”

"We? How many of you are there? ”

"Seven in total. Each of us acts as a messenger, and we have to go to various places to deliver letters, and we only need to send three letters to go to a higher level, and I have already delivered two. ”

"And how can I get out of here?"

"It's okay to deliver letters, but I've heard that you can't completely get rid of the control of this post office until you reach the fifth floor......"

Suddenly, as if the movement of their conversation alarmed the people in the room, several doors were opened.

Su Zhaoyue looked at it, plus Chen Feng, there were a total of five men and one woman. Less than the seven he said.

Chen Feng also glanced at it, "What about Ma Hongxing?" ”

One of them said, "He went on a mission." ”

Chen Feng's face sank, "It seems that most of him has failed, otherwise there will be no newcomers to join the first floor." ”

seemed to know the news of Ma Hongxing's planting, and the expressions of several people were much more solemn.

"It's half past five, so we'd better go back to our room." Someone said.

Chen Feng took the opportunity to say to Su Zhaoyue: "There will be ghosts wandering outside after six o'clock in the evening, and at this time, you have to go back to your room and wait until six o'clock tomorrow morning." Don't open the door if you hear anything. You know? ”

"Ma Hongxing's room is 17, you go and live in first. If you have any doubts, I will tell you tomorrow. If nothing else, we will be teammates in the future. ”

"Thank you!" Su Zhaoyue could see that Chen Fengren was very kind.

"By the way, I haven't asked you what to call it?"

"My surname is Su ......"

The rest of the people didn't care about her appearance for the time being, and went back to the room on their own.

Su Zhaoyue didn't care, and walked a few steps along the corridor to room seven on the first floor.

The words 17 on it are already a little blurred, and the copper seal is full of rust.

She cautiously opened the door, and the dagger was already drawn from her hand.

The lights suddenly lit up on their own, but they were as dim as the lights in the hall.

The decoration of the room belongs to the Republic of China style, the old and faded tables and chairs, the simple wooden bed in the bedroom, and the yellowed chandelier in the living room show a particularly dark feeling.

It doesn't seem to be dangerous, but there are still traces of people's lives.

Su Zhaoyue didn't let go of her heart, not only the living room and bedroom, but also the toilet next to her.

But when she walked to the toilet, her eyes suddenly shrank.

The terrifying scarlet blood flowed out of the crack in the toilet door at some point, forming a pool of blood.

The doorway is ajar, and the crack in the door seems to reveal an eerie darkness, as if this is a cage for evil spirits!