Chapter 2 Open the door and let it go

Su Zhaoyue subconsciously took a few steps back, and the scarlet blood under her feet looked so dazzling.

"Are there any ghosts?"

Her hand clenching the dagger was already a little white, and an inexplicable sense of crisis lingered in her heart, making people tremble a little.

No, you can't just stand at the door and wait for death. Who knows when any demons will break out behind this door?

She should have made sure that the room was safe before she had delivered the letter properly.

Gritting her teeth, Su Zhaoyue grabbed the edge of the door and pulled the door open without much force.

The toilet lights are on.

In the dim light, she clearly saw a man lying on his back on the ground. It was an emaciated young man, and the blood flowed from him.

"Dead? Not right......"

Su Zhaoyue clearly felt a cold aura emanating from him, which made people feel very weird.

Is he Ma Hongxing in Chen Fengkou?

Su Zhaoyue read the novel very carefully, she remembered that if someone died, the post office room would be restarted by the ghost domain in it.

However, there are still traces of someone's life in the room that have not been restarted, which means that the person is not dead, that is, Ma Hongxing is not dead.

In the middle of the dead and the undead, in the mysterious revival of the world, it means being ghosted.

Is there a ghost in him? And there must be more than one, because a single ghost would have been revived on his corpse long ago, and only other demons competing with it were vying for the initiative of his body.

This situation caused the ghost post office to misjudge? So this contradiction happened?

But that's not a good thing for her.

Su Zhaoyue's face was gloomy, and she looked at Ma Hongxing, who was motionless and like a corpse.

She knew she had to make a decision now, and that decision had to be in her favor!

Only a ghost can deal with a ghost......

Su Zhaoyue inexplicably recalled this sentence in her mind.

No, you can't rush.

Su Zhaoyue shook her head and squatted down, intending to take a closer look at Ma Hongxing's current situation.

This is......

She saw the red corner of his coat peeking out with sharp eyes, and she had the audacity to rip off his coat and pants.

A wedding dress worn by the groom in ancient times appeared in front of her, but it didn't look very festive.

The red on the clothes is more like it has been infected by the blood of living people, and the patterns on it are even more terrifying.

Ghost Lang Official?

This outfit should be considered a ghost.

Before he could observe again, suddenly the lights outside went out with a click, and the entire post office fell into a terrifying silence in the blink of an eye.

Gradually, a heavy, erratic footstep appeared in the first-floor hall outside the door, clear and indistinct in the darkness.

The ghost is coming~!

Su Zhaoyue's brows jumped, and the sound of heavy footsteps seemed to step on her heart step by step, making her feel depressed.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that the darkness outside the door had seeped in at some point, and the dim light from the chandelier was also affected, becoming flickering and flickering.

Damn it! Is Ma Hongxing and I judged to be two people?

In the original novel, it is said that no more than one person can stay in the post office room, and if there are too many people, they will be attacked by this ghost outside.

Before she knew it, cold sweat was pouring down her forehead.

Couldn't she even make it through the first night?

No, there's a chance.

Su Zhaoyue looked at Ma Hongxing who was lying on the corpse, if he died, wouldn't she be the only one left?

But if he rashly stabbed Ma Hongxing, wouldn't the two ghosts in his body be released? You must know that his corpse has become a battlefield for the two ghosts to compete for dominance.

Rush to destroy it, and then she will die!

This is obviously not the case.

Stomp ......

The sound of footsteps became clearer, and the terrifying ghost that only three ghost riders could barely contend with head-on approached the room.

Open the door and die!

If you turn off the lights, you will die!

Su Zhaoyue was deeply impressed by these two killing rules.

For a moment, the hairs all over my body seemed to stand upside down, and a strong sense of crisis from death filled my mind!

Calm down!

Calm down!

She took deep breaths repeatedly, and the sound of her heartbeat calmed down a little.

Su Zhaoyue decisively grabbed Ma Hongxing's ankles with both hands and pulled towards the living room.

Until he dragged a field of blood and came to the door.

Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.

Can Ma Hongxing block this door?

Even if it's blocked, how can you avoid the nirvana of knocking on the door and turning off the lights?

She couldn't guess anymore.

The sound of footsteps had stopped at the door of Room 17, and the darkness that had penetrated the room grew colder and colder.

Boom...... Knock knock

A dull, muffled knock on the door rang out.

The light in the living room overhead seemed to be overwhelmed, and it flashed twice before it went out completely.

It was dark, and only the lights in the bedroom and toilet were still on.

At the same time, the door shook suddenly, as if some terrifying force was striking it, but there was no sound of the door slamming against it.

The terrifying movement made Su Zhaoyue anxious, and she was already racking her brains to come up with a countermeasure. But after all, she is an ordinary person, and she has no means to deal with such a powerful ghost.

Even if you know the rules of ghost killing, you can only watch it, and it is difficult to do anything.

There was no way, Su Zhaoyue could only grab Ma Hongxing's arm and force his whole face to stick against the door.

Can it be useful?

She thought to herself.

But the knocking on the door did not stop, and then a second knock sounded again.

Boom...... Knock knock.

The lights in the toilet went out.

The wooden door swayed more and more, and the whole door was violently deformed and dented, twisting as if it would crack in the next moment.

Damn, it's useless.

The ghosts on Ma Hongxing's body are still in confrontation with each other, and they can't compete with the ghosts outside at all.

Su Zhaoyue's silver teeth were about to be crushed.

No way!

She had to break the ongoing confrontation on him and let the ghost go.

With an idea, Su Zhaoyue decisively took off Ma Hongxing's wedding clothes. Maybe it's because of the long confrontation, this ghost seems to have fallen into a temporary crash, and she easily took it off.

But as the dull knock sounded again, the last light slowly went out with a pop, and the twisted wooden door was broken with a thud one step ahead.

At the last moment, she used her strength to kick Ma Hongxing's body out of the back.

The terrifying attack acted on her in an instant, and the wedding dress she was holding in her hand seemed to feel a mortal attack from the supernatural, and suddenly emitted a demonic and terrifying blood-colored light.

In an instant, a terrifying light engulfed her completely.

After a while, the ghost post office was silent again.