The scene in the lobby on the first floor of the ghost post office was very dim, and the light from the old lights on the ceiling was dim.

Before Li Huiren reached the hall on the first floor, the figure only appeared at the corner of the stairs, and the spirit that belonged to him had already spread down first.

Some ash-like objects appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the ghost post office, which kept falling from the air and eventually spread on the floor of the hall, and soon piled up.

At first glance, it looks like a layer of gray paint has been applied to the floor of the hall.

Stomp and tread.

Soon.

Li Hui and the others went down the old staircase steps to the hall on the first floor.

At this time, the rule of turning off the lights at night in the ghost post office has ended, and the glass lamp hanging above the hall is in a lit state, but the light emitted is dim and yellow, and the light cannot completely illuminate the surrounding environment, which looks dark and depressing.

On top of that, the ghost that roamed between the floors was gone.

Strange as it may seem, Li Hui did not find the portrait of the ghost among the many oil paintings hanging on the walls on the fifth floor.

As if its existence was more secretive, it was most likely placed in a special floor room that only the administrator could enter.

The many souls who followed behind Li Hui were not at all interested in the environment in the hall on the first floor of the ghost post office, and they didn't even have the intention of looking, and looked at Li Hui silently.

Among them, several people glanced at the direction of the gate of the ghost post office a few times, and the expressions on their faces were extremely complicated, but most of them were expectant.

These ghosts have been living in the ghost post office for a long time, whether it is the one they are in or the one in the painting, they are already very familiar with it.

Maybe the messenger in the post office can attract their attention, but it has to be the messenger on the fourth or fifth floor, and the messenger on the first floor is not in their attention.

In contrast, it is the real world that attracts the attention of these souls more.

"I don't know what happened to my family now, although I'm just a dead soul in a painting, but all my memories come from the ontology, so his parents, wife, sons, and daughters are also my relatives."

A middle-aged man in the crowd spoke.

As soon as his words fell, an old man on the side spoke: "You're okay, if I'm not mistaken, you've been in the world of the painting for less than ten years." ”

"In less than ten years, even if your ontological ghost resurrects and dies, your relatives are still there, unlike me, I have forgotten how long I have survived in the painting, and in reality, my relatives have almost passed away."

"The years have changed, the changes in the outside world should be very different from my time, if I am an ordinary person, back to the real world, it is estimated that it will be difficult to adapt to this era."

The old man's words are full of vicissitudes, and his figure is more illusory than others, and the style of clothes he wears is very old, not modern, but a bit like the style of the Republic of China.

"But you still exist, which proves that there are still people in the outside world who remember you, even if all your friends and relatives from that era are dead, there may still be descendants, right?"

Yang Xiao said after glancing at the old man.

These people are special.

The reason why they are still alive is simply because there are still people who remember them, and once they are completely forgotten by the outside world, then they will die.

This situation is very similar to a certain rule of ghost painting.

The woman in the painting must not be remembered, otherwise it will trigger the killing law of the ghosts, and they cannot be forgotten, otherwise they will completely dissipate and disappear from the world.

in the hall.

Li Hui didn't pay much attention to the discussion of the many dead souls, and after listening to a few words, he withdrew his attention, and then looked at the oil paintings hanging on the walls of the hall.

The oil paintings in the lobby on the first floor are in the same style as those on the fifth floor of the ghost post office, as if all the portraits were from the same person, and the overall style is dark and depressing.

Even a landscape painting that should have seemed normal still reveals an eerie feeling.

The next moment.

As when he was on the fifth floor, Li Hui began to put away the oil paintings that hung on the wall of the hall on the first floor.

Li Hui's mind moved, and the paper ashes fluttered in the sky, enveloping the oil paintings on the walls, some of which drifted directly into the oil paintings, but more wrapped the oil paintings.

Subsequently, under Li Hui's control, all the oil paintings with dark and strange styles were incorporated into his ghost domain, and the spirit assimilated and became a part of his ghost domain.

This is a characteristic that belongs exclusively to the ghost painting ghost domain, just like a world, it can hold many things, not only supernatural, but even living people can live in the ghost domain.

"What's the situation?"

The conversation of the spirits in the hall, and the movement from their previous descent from the stairs, seemed to attract the attention of the messenger on the first floor of the ghost post office.

With the sound of several doors opening, there were footsteps in the depths of the corridor on the first floor, more than one, and it was obvious that there was more than one person coming.

Under the gaze of Li Hui and others.

Five men and one woman, a total of six people came from the depths of the corridor, and the person at the head Li Hui still knew, so it was not right, to be precise, the other party also came out when he first entered the ghost post office.

It was a man with thin cheeks and gloomy eyes, and the other five behind him also looked in poor condition, their eyes bloodshot, as if they had not eaten enough sleep and had stayed up too late.

"Are you...... That newcomer from last night? You're still alive and not killed by the ghosts? ”

The man in the lead obviously also recognized Li Hui, and he looked very surprised in his words, and said: "After the lights went out at the post office last night, I didn't hear the sound of the door opening, which means that you didn't survive by hiding in the room, so how did you do it?" ”

"And ...... them"

As he spoke, the man set his eyes on the souls behind Li Hui again, but just by looking at them, his heart cooled.

The main reason is that Yang Xiao and they are too weird, there are all men, women and children, and the clothes on their bodies are also different, such a combination is gathered together, and it is definitely not a newcomer who has just been pulled in by the ghost post office.

What's more, the man also recognized several of them, who were among the portraits of the people who had hung on the walls of the hall before.

Portraits come to mind.

The man's gaze instantly shifted to the wall of the hall, but what he saw surprised him again.

All the oil paintings that used to hang on it have disappeared, whether it is portraits or various landscapes, all of them are gone, and you can clearly see the walls of the hall on the first floor.

The top was potholed, uneven, and very old, and had a fight with the decayed and softened ground beneath his feet.

"Devil!"

Moment.

There was only one word left in the man's mind.

A strong sense of fear hit his heart, causing his mind to almost stagnate, and his brain was in a state of shutdown, unable to react for a long time.

"There are seven rooms on the first floor, but there are already six messengers at this time, which is interesting, what are your names?"

Li Hui glanced at the six messengers and asked.

"I, my name is Li Xiao." The man at the head said without thinking, as if he hadn't thought through his brain at all, and blurted it out.

The second person who spoke was a man who looked to be about thirty years old, and he said his name was Li Yi.

Then the others spoke in turn.

"Guo You."

"Chen Dong."

"Jiang Qing."

"Liu Qingqing."

The last one to speak was the only woman of the six.

She has a plump figure, fair skin, heavy makeup, and an overall sexy and mature look, wearing a cheongsam and a mink velvet, like a noble lady.

This outfit was very abrupt among several messengers, and even the souls behind Li Hui were attracted by it, and couldn't help but glance at the woman a few times.

Several of them showed a look of surprise on their faces, not because they were attracted by Liu Qingqing's appearance, but because they felt that this woman named Liu Qingqing was a little strange, but they couldn't say anything was wrong for a while.

The same.

The sight of the revenant soul caused the pressure on the hearts of several messengers to increase dramatically, and it could be seen that their hearts, including Liu Qingqing, were terrified.

But it's no wonder, as long as you are not a fool, you can detect the abnormality, after all, how can there be more than thirty newcomers at one time, and the costume is so weird.

Even if the post office pulls in the entire crew of people from the outside world, it is impossible to have so many styles and styles of clothing from different eras.

"It turned out to be their ......"

However, what the messengers didn't know was that Li Hui also felt a little surprised when he heard their names, because there were three of them whose names he had seen in the original book, namely Li Yi, Guo You, and Liu Qingqing.

They are the messengers that Yang Jian, the protagonist of the original book, met when he was on the third floor.

Among them, Li Yi and Guo You are nothing, pure dragon sets, but Liu Qingqing has a big problem, and he is one of the seven elders of the Republic of China, Zhang Youhong's backhand.

"But it has nothing to do with me."

After looking at Liu Qingqing for a few moments, Li Hui no longer paid attention to a few messengers, but had the idea of leaving, and set his eyes in the direction of the gate of the ghost post office.

"You...... You're a ghost handler, do you have a way to get out of this ghost place, and if you have a way, can you take me with you? ”

However, before Li Hui could start to act, Liu Qingqing took the initiative to speak as if he had noticed something, and said to Li Hui:

"As long as you can take me away, you can ask for anything, as long as I can do it, anything, I will never bargain, even if I can't do it, I will do my best to do it."

This moment.

Liu Qingqing pressed all the chips on Li Hui, praying that the other party could take him out of here, which seemed to be a very ridiculous thing, obviously the two didn't know each other at all, this was just the first meeting between them, but Liu Qingqing still did it.

It's a very strange feeling.

Similar to a woman's sixth sense.

Liu Qingqing felt that the other party had the ability to take him out of this ghost place.

"Ghost Riders? Leave? ”

Li Xiao and the others looked a little puzzled, but they didn't ask, they just quietly watched the development of the situation, and at the same time, because the souls of the dead never moved, the panic in the hearts of several people was a little calmer.

However, in the face of Liu Qingqing's request, Li Hui refused directly without even thinking about it: "It's useless, if you want to get out of here, you can only send letters through layers of letters." ”

"Even if I take you out now, the ghost post office will still pull you in in the future, and you won't be able to get rid of the letter delivery task at all."

Speaking of which.

Li Hui himself was a little confused.

He wasn't sure if the ghost post office would find him in the future.

Because he relied on his own supernatural power to break into the ghost post office, which is similar to Yang Jian in the original book, then Yang Jian in the original book is defined as a post office messenger.

But Li Hui is different.

If he only stays on the first floor, then there is no doubt that the ghost post office will define him as a messenger on the first floor, who needs to deliver letters.

But Li Hui directly entered the fifth floor of the post office through the connection point of the world in the painting, so does it mean that he is actually a messenger on the fifth floor at this moment?

At this time, the messenger on the fifth floor of the ghost post office obviously did not need to deliver letters.

So Li Hui is also a little curious, how the ghost post office defines him.

If it is a messenger on the fifth floor, then he does have the ability to help Liu Qingqing and the others get rid of the post office temporarily, as long as they are sent to the fifth floor through oil paintings, then several people do not need to send the letter before the black letter is taken out.

But Li Hui won't do that.

Liu Qingqing's life has been arranged.

This is not necessarily a bad thing for her, Zhang Youhong's supernatural power is enough to move any ghost handler in the supernatural circle, even if Liu Qingqing is no longer pure because of this......

Between thoughts.

Li Hui's ghost domain had a greater impact on the surrounding environment, the original lights were already dim, but now they became even more gray, and dense paper ashes spread in the direction of the gate.

Bang!

The old door slammed open, revealing the scene outside the ghost post office.

It was dark outside the door, but as the paper ash fluttered in the sky, the darkness quickly dissipated, and the ghost post office overlapped with the unfinished buildings in the real world, and the scene of modern city streets came into view.

"In the real world, I can finally get out of this hellish place."

A revenant soul couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, it looks like a lot of changes, they are all high-rise buildings, and they really can't be compared with our time."

There are also people who make such exclamations.

“……”

It was not only Li Hui and the souls who saw this scene, but Li Xiao and the other six messengers also saw the scene outside the gate.

"Actually opened the door of the post office, is this the power of the ghost rider that Liu Qingqing just said?"

A trace of fire flashed in Li Xiao's eyes, it was a yearning for great power, and at the same time, his face also showed a look of expectation, looked at Li Hui, and said, "Can you take us away with you?" ”

"Yes, yes, take us with you, I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a minute, my family is very rich, my father is the chairman of a listed company, you take me out, I can give you a lot of money."

The man named Jiang Qing hurriedly echoed.

"Yes."

"Please, take me with you."

The other messengers spoke in the same way.

Even the man named Chen Dong knelt down directly in front of Li Hui.

The so-called dignity is worthless at this moment compared to life.

Compared with Li Xiao and Chen Dong, Liu Qingqing at this moment seemed unusually calm, and did not speak again, but just stood quietly, with a thoughtful look on his face, and he didn't know whether he listened to what Li Hui said before or what.

And Li Hui ignored Li Xiao's request, and the ghost domain shrouded himself and a group of dead souls, and then they disappeared directly into the ghost post office, and the paper ashes that kept falling in the hall suddenly dissipated.

As Li Hui's supernatural influence disappeared, the surrounding scene changed rapidly, and the modern city streets outside the gate began to blur, and the inky darkness reappeared.

"Quick!"

"Since the man won't take us away, let's go on our own, while the gate of the post office is not closed."

Seeing that Li Hui ignored himself and the others, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on Li Xiao's face, and then rushed towards the open door of the ghost post office.

Also having the same behavior as him were Chen Dong, Jiang Qing, Guo You, Li Yi and others.

At the same time, Liu Qingqing also moved, but she did not choose to rush to the gate of the post office like Li Xiao and the others, but turned around and walked towards the depths of the corridor on the first floor.

There.

There are seven rooms.

"Bang!"

However, before Liu Qingqing could walk to the door of the room, a loud bang came from behind her, and she looked back and found that the door of the ghost post office had been closed, and none of Li Yi and the others managed to get out.

Then Liu Qingqing withdrew her gaze and walked into one of the rooms with an expressionless face, as if she had expected all this in her heart.

"No ......"

Along with the sound of the door closing, there was also the unwilling roar of Li Xiao and others.

I found that people don't look at the number of words in the chapters, but only the number of chapters, is that reasonable? （）

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