Chapter 289 Name Change

One day has passed.

The sales hall of Guanjiang Community.

"I contacted Liu Qi. He is indeed as you said. He is not only a ghost controller, but also the person in charge of the city. He did not directly agree to the invitation, but said that he would consider coming when the time is right." Yang Jian sat

On the sofa, he put down the phone and said with a somewhat regretful expression.

"Perhaps Liu Qi also has some concerns. As a criminal police officer at the headquarters, it is not difficult for him to investigate the relationship between us and the headquarters."

Liang Xingyang sat on the sofa on the other side and said with the same regret: "I didn't consider this well. Dachang City is independent of the jurisdiction of the headquarters. Liu Qi doesn't want to give up his position as a criminal police officer. He came to Dachang City to learn from Wuming."

Only the captain has the right to build a team of ghost controllers, but Yang Jian did not get the position of captain, and he is not even a detective.

Yang Jian asked again: "The wishing ghost is completely dead. Are you really not considering controlling the powerful ghost and directly mastering the ability to restart?"

The dead ghost perfectly meets all the conditions for control, and there is almost no risk of losing control."

"I won't do that. Any supernatural power comes with a price. What's more, the wishing ghost has wisdom. Once it recovers from death, its awareness of aliens is almost subversive."

Liang Xingyang shook his head slightly in response and thought of something else: "By the way, your ghost eye potential has not been fully developed yet. As long as the road of death by restarting the collision continues, your strength will probably be greatly enhanced."

When talking about this, Yang Jian also smiled.

In yesterday's restart collision, although Liang Xingyang gained a wishing ghost with the supernatural power of restart, he may be the biggest beneficiary.

In the past, the ghost shadow has been easing the recovery of the ghost eye, but the pressure brought by the scarlet ghost eye is still huge. With the help of the ghost hand's unsolvable suppression quota, the tenth ghost eye cannot grow.

As long as the collision of restarts continues, there is no fear even if the tenth ghost eye revives.

After Liang Xingyang thought about it, he immediately said with a headache: "Tearing up the black letter will lead to an attack by the post office. It is not advisable to temporarily increase the strength. This will greatly enhance the power of the black letter curse."

Now that Yang Jian's six ghost eyes are dead, he is a little worried that it will trigger a violent reaction from the post office, and the suppressed ghosts will come out in droves.

It was Yang Jian's participation that greatly increased the difficulty of the letter delivery tasks on the floor. Almost all of them were extremely dangerous red envelopes.

Yang Jian said thoughtfully: "That's true."

"It's time for us to go to the post office, thoroughly deal with this out-of-control supernatural place, and let Doppelgänger No. 1 become the manager." Liang Xingyang stood up from the sofa and looked in the direction of Dahan City.

"According to what you said, tearing up the black letter will attract many evil ghosts. Even if we were added together, there are only seven places for the ghosts to be suppressed. It is best to prepare golden body bags in advance, otherwise if they are suppressed here, then

Bian Ligui has revived again."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he walked to the second floor and opened the safe house No. 1. When he came out again, he brought out many containers for holding evil ghosts.

Shangtong Technology Company has attracted many wealthy people and has abundant funds. Even the company has prepared many gold containers, not to mention the base camp here.

"There is a human skin bag over there at the headquarters. It turned out to be a place for holding will-o'-the-wisps. This bag can hold a lot of ghosts. I'll definitely ask for this thing next time I have a chance."

After Liang Xingyang murmured, he also found a large backpack, stuffed all the body bags into it, and then lifted the large backpack regardless of the weight.

Yang Jian heard this and said, "Do you want to bring a ghost mirror? A ghost mirror can also imprison evil ghosts without any solution. Once it goes in, it can't come out."

"As aliens, the ghost mirror is also very dangerous for us. If we accidentally fall into it, it will be over. I would rather wear a body bag." Liang Xingyang said.

Yang Jian said nothing more, and a rich red light emitted from his body, covering Liang Xingyang.

The red light flashed away, and both of them disappeared.

The sky of Dahan City was shrouded in a scarlet light. After a moment, the red light disappeared like an illusion.

"Bang."

There was a loud noise, and the door of the ghost post office suddenly opened. At the same time, a scarlet light shone in from the outside. The dark, hazy, and depressive atmosphere in the post office disappeared.

As the red light disappeared, two more people appeared in the post office lobby.

"Sun Rui left?" Liang Xingyang glanced at the front desk and did not find Sun Rui.

Yang Jian said: "I asked him to leave. If he continues to stay here, it will be very dangerous if he meets Zhang Xianguang."

The two of them didn't waste any more time and directly brought the clone No. 1 out from the world of oil paintings.

"It's finally about to begin." Clone No. 1 looked at Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian with deep eyes. He took the black letter but did not tear it into pieces in a hurry, "I will take charge of the ghost post office instead of Luo Wensong, so from now on my name will be Liang Wensong.

"

Liang Xing raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to think.

Clone No. 1's move to change his name is very thought-provoking, as it means that he wants to get rid of the distinction between the main body and the clone, and truly become a brand new individual.

Maybe ghost paintings and ghost post offices really don’t fit together.

Liang Xingyang suddenly became enlightened and said, "Do you want to inherit Luo Wensong's supernatural puzzle?"

The ghost who knocks on the door wanders inside the post office. He will die if he turns off the lights, and will die if he opens the door. Even the ghost door is in his hands. The most important puzzle piece is complete. Other incomplete puzzle pieces, such as the ghost hand that opens the door, can be replaced by other evil ghosts.

At this moment, Liang Wensong whispered: "According to my personality, there will be no risk of the ghost post office getting out of control. But if the ghost painting and the ghost post office are paired together, once it gets out of control, there will be almost no solution. I have thought about it for a long time, and the only option is to inherit Luo Wensong's

Only when the puzzle pieces are magical can you gain a certain degree of self-protection."

Although the manager of the ghost post office will not die in the post office, Tian Xiaoyue's fate has alerted Liang Wensong. Zhang Xianguang is still living outside, and he must have means to protect himself.

Yang Jian frowned and said: "Are you going to follow the path of the Republic of China? Maybe a few decades later, you will be like Luo Wensong, who has endured too much and given up hope of living at the end of his life. When one generation passes, another generation will

A knocker incident."

From a forward-looking perspective, this is a cycle.

If the source of the resurgence of supernatural events cannot be solved, this idea may come true. This is also what the seven elders of the Republic of China were most worried about, so they did not leave their generation's method of controlling ghosts to the next generation.

"Perhaps with the protection of the post office curse, you can find another route besides the path of balance, death, alienation, and curse." Yang Jian said solemnly.

If you become a post office manager, you will not die, but you will constantly try to control new evil spirits and find a new path.

Liang Wensong refused: "I cannot leave the post office, and there is no chance of dealing with the root cause of the supernatural incident. I hope that the post office will serve as your strong backing."

After he finished speaking, he tore up the black letter calmly and naturally.

This black letter, which has been placed on the fifth floor of the post office for more than ten years without being damaged, seems to have some kind of supernatural power.

Now that it has been torn apart, the supernatural power seems to have dissipated.

The black letter quickly rotted, oxidized, turned into a little powder, and fell to the ground.

Correspondingly.

The curse of the post office has fallen.

"Bang...bang...bang."

The yellow light bulb in the post office lobby suddenly flickered a few times, and then exploded one after another. The sound of exploding light bulbs was heard even on the second floor.

The third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, and even unknown places.

All the lights were turned off at this moment, and the shredding of the black letter caused a chain reaction, and the post office turned directly into night.

Darkness invaded the three of them.

A heavy footstep sounded from the second floor, gradually amplifying in the post office that was plunged into deathly silence. It seemed that a corpse was wandering on the second floor, quickly approaching the lobby on the first floor.

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