When Yang Jian finished eating and was about to go home, it was already evening.

Xiong Wenwen's mother, Chen Shumei, was very enthusiastic and wanted to give him a ride to express her gratitude in her heart.

Thinking that they were all in the same community and the distance was not far, Yang Jian did not refuse.

"Team Yang, this time is really troublesome for you, if it weren't for you, Wenwen would only be afraid that he wouldn't be able to return to me again, although Wenwen has become like this now, but at least he is still alive, and he is still as lively as before, I am already very satisfied. Walking on the road, Chen Shumei walked as she walked.

As for the future, Wenwen will ask Team Yang to take care of him, he is still a child, he is not sensible, if there is anything wrong or offended, I hope Team Yang will not forget it. ”

"How can I be as knowledgeable as a child, Aunt Chen, you are too careful. Yang Jian said in a flat voice.

Chen Shumei said with a little sorrow: "Team Yang, will Wenwen be okay in the future? ”

"I don't know, in the supernatural circle, many people's experiences are unique, what will become like, how long they will live, no one knows, not to mention that Xiong Wenwen has become a special anomaly, although the future situation cannot be determined, but it is definitely much better than before. ”

Yang Jian did not hide it and told the truth.

"I see. ”

Chen Shumei nodded, and her heart had begun to accept this reality.

However, at this moment, the two street lamps on the side of the road suddenly flickered and then suddenly went out.

Yang Jian seemed to be slightly aware, and his footsteps subconsciously stopped, and his eyes glowed with a faint red light looked in the direction where the street lights went out.

Between the two extinguished street lights, it was originally a green belt in the community, but at this time, I don't know what happened, and suddenly there was a small road.

The path winds and turns, and the further you go inside, the darker it becomes, and at the end of the dim path, a five-story Republican-style building looms in the fog, like a mirage, and like a blurred projection in the distance, you can't see clearly, but you can still see a neon sign flashing at the entrance of the building.

The colorful lights give people a grotesque and mysterious feeling.

"Team Yang, what's wrong?" Chen Shumei asked curiously, brushing her hair that was blown by a cool breeze.

Yang Jian stood still, he frowned, looked at the place where the lights went out, and said, "There is a road there, have you seen it?" ”

"No, no, there's nothing there, is something going on?" Chen Shumei felt puzzled.

Yang Jian suddenly felt in his heart.

This path should only be visible to oneself, and not to other irrelevant people.

"Aunt Chen, you can send it here, go home immediately, I still have some personal matters to deal with. Yang Jian said.

"Okay, then Team Yang, you are busy, I won't trouble Team Yang, you can come to my house for a light meal if you have time in the future. Chen Shumei said.

Yang Jian replied without saying anything, his eyes were attracted by the strange path that suddenly appeared.

That road is the road to the ghost post office.

I am in Dachang City, and the ghost post office is in Dahan City, so far apart, the influence of this ghost post office can actually come here.

It's incredible.

After Chen Shumei left, Yang received a phone call.

It was Li Yang who called.

After Yang communicated, Li Yang hurriedly said: "Team Yang, the situation is not good, the ghost post office has appeared, and a road has appeared in front of me, which seems to let me go to the ghost post office, I can already see the building in the Republic of China period here." ”

"Team Yang, what now?"

"I also have the kind of situation you mentioned here, it seems that the messenger's mission is about to begin, but I didn't expect the ghost post office to appear in such an incomprehensible way. Yang Jian said into the phone: "You should immediately prepare to go to the ghost post office with me." ”

"In this case, if we don't follow the road back to the post office, there will be some kind of danger, and the post office will not let the messenger go so easily. ”

"Okay, I know, but let's go, don't the others shout?" Li Yang asked, he felt that there was a lot of strength in numbers, and it was safer for more people.

Yang Jian said: "No need, we have unexpectedly become messengers now, others are not, they shouldn't be able to see the existence of the post office, so this trip is still the two of us, in addition, Sun Rui should have already encountered the same situation, you contact him and ask him to prepare to come to the ghost post office." ”

"Okay, okay, Team Yang. Li Yang said.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jian immediately walked home quickly.

He had to bring something he had prepared with him so that he wouldn't run into another crisis.

However, when Yang Jian returned home to pick up his things, it should not be an illusion, and he felt that the winding path leading to the ghost post office was getting closer and closer to him.

No, it's not the path that is approaching him, it's the building from the Republic of China, and the ghost post office is approaching him.

The distance is being narrowed.

The eerie building seems to have its eye on every messenger, and if you don't return to the post office, you'll probably have to be forced to pull in if the post office gets close to you.

This is something that cannot be chosen and escaped.

Unless you are the top ghost handler, you may be able to escape the influence of the ghost post office by opening the ghost domain to the point of the fifth floor.

Yang Jian didn't plan to delay, his movements were very fast, and he immediately came to the fifth floor of the house, took all his things, and prepared to go out.

"Jiang Yan, I'm going on a business trip, and I'm not in Dachang City during this time. He said hello.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yan rushed out of the room when she heard the voice, but as soon as she walked out, she saw Yang Jian striding out of the door, and her figure disappeared quickly.

Yang Jian stepped on the winding path and sent a message to Feng Quan at the same time.

In his absence, he is temporarily in charge of the team's affairs.

After all, Dachang City has to be managed by a person in charge, as for how to arrange it, Yang Jian doesn't care, let Feng Quan deal with it, anyway, compared to the current situation, these are just some trivial things.

"This path does not exist in reality, but it can connect reality and the ghost post office, sending people into a supernatural space. ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he walked along the winding path.

The distance was not long, but the ghost post office was rapidly closing in front of him in an incomprehensible way.

The distance felt the interference of the supernatural power, and it was impossible to judge how far this ghost post office was from the entrance of the path.

Yang Jian has encountered this phenomenon more than once, and it has been like this in ghost paintings before, so there is no fuss.

Soon.

He stood at the gate of the ghost post office again.

Neon lights flickering and lights shining.

But the surroundings were dim, like a fog, and there was nothing to be seen, not a single living person to be seen, as if the post office had become the whole place, isolated from some supernatural world.

Or, this supernatural space exists because of this ghost post office.

"It's 5:30. Yang Jian looked at the time.

At six o'clock, the lights will go out in the post office.

At that time, there will be ghosts roaming the building, and they will also attack the people in the post office, and the conditions for triggering are not yet known.

It may be because Yang Jian was not a messenger last time, but he invaded the post office strongly, or it may be because a group of people stayed in one room.

In a word.

In this situation, Yang Jian must not be targeted by that powerful ghost again, otherwise it will be very dangerous.

"Captain. "Suddenly.

Next to the gate of the post office, Li Yang's figure suddenly appeared, his expression was slightly nervous, and he also came here at this moment.

"It's almost time, let's go inside. Yang Jian nodded and pushed open the door of the post office.

He and Li Yang walked into the ghost post office again.

The old wooden floor creaked against it, and the air was filled with a cold, damp, musty smell, and a few dim lights barely illuminated the surroundings in the dim environment.

On the walls on both sides are old portraits.

The portraits were male and female, old and young, all different.

However, these portraits have an indescribable sense of weirdness in this environment.

It's as if the people in the portrait are secretly peeking at you in some strange way.

It makes people uncomfortable, and they can't help but start to get suspicious.

"This is the first floor of the post office, and the hall is ......" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Li Yang asked: "According to the previous speculation, we should be on the second floor at this time, isn't that red letter counted as a mission?"

"Let's go in and see. ”

Although Yang Jian has been here once, he knows very little about the situation here, because the information he got from that Wang Shan and Wan Xing is really limited, they can only be regarded as newcomers among the messengers, and they can't really touch the real secrets of this ghost post office, only the old messenger upstairs may know more.

The two stepped on the old wooden floor and walked deep into the post office.

At this time, the situation in front of me changed.

The hollow-shaped room on the first floor is gone, and ..... 11 12 13 are gone, replaced by a huge staircase several meters wide.

The staircase was also made of wood, and the material was the same as the floor I had walked on, but it was shrouded in a layer of darkness, and the further up it went, the darker it became, and finally it was impossible to see what was at the end of the staircase.

"The stairs really came out, that Wang Shan was right, once the messenger met the conditions to go upstairs, he would appear through the stairs on the upper floor. ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Combined with the previous situation, the building in the ghost post office, the hall is universal, the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor are most likely to be separated, there is no way to go upstairs without the right way, and the probability that the ghost rider wants to go upstairs directly is indeed very small." ”

"Not to mention those messengers who are ordinary people, there is no way to resist the rules of the ghost post office. ”

He looked behind him.

The dimly lit hall of the post office was empty.

It seems that Sun Rui has not yet come.

"Let's go upstairs first. Without hesitation, Yang Jian immediately stepped on the wooden stairs and walked all the way upstairs.

Li Yang naturally followed.

He has joined Yang Jian's team and is a formal team member, so he naturally wants to act together, but he has not complained, and has always obeyed Yang Jian's orders.

It's just that the time to enter the supernatural circle is short, and Li Yang is not sophisticated enough, and he lacks courage and experience.

The wooden staircase has the feeling of walking on the winding path that preceded it.

The sense of distance and space felt a certain supernatural influence, and there was a confusion.

It seemed that he had only walked up a dozen stairs, but in fact he had entered a place that even Yang Jian didn't know.

He looked up and saw that it was still dark in front of him, and the darkness condensed in the depths, turning into pitch black, blocking all view, and the same was true when he looked back.

All that can be seen now is this flight of stairs.

"Crunch, crunch. ”

The sound of Yang Jian stepping on the stairs seemed to be louder, and he could even feel that the stairs were shaking, and there was a feeling that they were about to fall apart and collapse, which was very unsafe.

But.

In the supernatural land, this feeling of what seems to be collapsing will never actually appear.

The staircase was not sustained by the wood itself, but was eroded by some supernatural force.

"Stop. ”

Jerked.

Yang Jian's eyes shrank, and he suddenly saw a person on the stairs in front of him.

He wasn't sure if it was alone.

Because the person was lying on the stairs, in a falling position.

But the man's clothes were very old, not the style of this era, a bit like a tunic suit, and his body was stiff and motionless, and he seemed to have no breath.

"It can't be a ghost, right?" Li Yang said cautiously with a suppressed voice.

"It's possible that it's just a corpse, of course, the possibility of a ghost can't be ruled out. ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he didn't see a corpse lying on the stairs and turned to flee, but boldly approached.

Even if it's a ghost, if you don't trigger the ghost's killing law, the probability of being targeted is still not large.

After getting slightly closer.

He saw the dead man more clearly.

A corpse indeed.

His face was pale, bruises appeared in some places, and his body was cold, as if he had been dead for several days.

But judging from the clothes, it seems that some have been dead not just for a few days, but dead, for a long, long time.

The body was not decomposed, and Yang Jian could not tell how many days the person had been dead.

He only knew that this person was not a threat for the time being.

Because there is no movement.

"Make a false alarm, ignore the corpse, and move on. Yang Jian said.

The two didn't stay long.

If you want to go to the second floor, you are also afraid of staying here for too long, and what unpredictable dangers will happen.

Although the corpse just now was not threatening, the appearance of this corpse had already cast a shadow on people's hearts.

After all, there are really ghosts in this ghost post office.

With the departure of Yang Jian and Li Yang.

The corpse lying quietly on the stairs was obviously stiff and motionless, but for some unknown reason, it slid down a few steps strangely.

The corpse remained in its previous form.

It's as if nothing had happened.