The task of delivering the letter was now completed without any danger.

An incredible and strange scene happened immediately after the red letter came into contact with Mrs. Liu.

The letter suddenly shattered, as if it suddenly aged and decayed, and in the end nothing was left.

Um?

Looking at this scene, it makes people a little confused.

The red letter just disappeared?

There was nothing inside, not even anything supernatural happening.

"Is this considered a successful delivery?" Sun Rui frowned.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's forget it. Now that the letters are all gone, it can't be considered a failure to deliver the letters. In that case, the ghost post office is really playing tricks on us."

"That's right. The letters are all gone. If this is not considered a success, then I will be angry." Sun Rui also felt that this should be considered a success in delivering the letter.

Yang Jian did not hesitate at this moment and began to dig out the location of Mrs. Liu's other arm under the soil of the grave.

Old lady Liu didn't hold a coffin nail in her hand just now, so the coffin nail was most likely in another hand.

really.

He saw a skinny palm protruding from the soil.

The hand held a rusty coffin nail.

"Found it." Yang Jian was a little happy when he saw this.

He had wanted to get the coffin nails from the starving ghost before, but he really didn't dare to touch the ghost, so he had to give up the thing.

Unexpectedly, during this letter delivery mission, a second coffin nail was found in the cemetery.

I just don't know if this one has the same effect as the first one.

Don't think too much.

Yang Jian immediately reached out and tried to take away the coffin nail.

Old Mrs. Liu's body was very stiff. She held the coffin nail tightly with her palms, and it was not easy to remove it for a while.

But that doesn't hinder anything.

With a cold face, he used his ghost hands to forcefully open Old Mrs. Liu's stiff fingers.

Even the influence of supernatural power will be suppressed and lose its effect in front of his ghost hands.

really.

After the ghost hand touched Old Mrs. Liu's palm, the strength of the stiff fingers seemed to be no longer so strong, and they were opened bit by bit.

at last.

This rusty coffin nail was forcefully pulled out of the grave by Yang Jian.

"We got it." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the moment the nail in the coffin was placed.

"No, Yang Jian, there's something going on." Suddenly, Sun Rui, who stepped on the corpse, suddenly changed his face and shouted.

He felt that the corpse under his feet was about to struggle.

This power is somewhat astonishing.

It seems that the thin layer of grave soil buried on his body cannot suppress it, or the suppression force is not enough, not even with Sun Rui's own strength.

Um?

Yang Jian reacted suddenly.

However, at this moment, the body of Old Mrs. Liu under the grave suddenly sat up.

The power is too strong, or the suppression is completely ineffective.

Sun Rui staggered back a few steps, almost falling if he hadn't used his cane.

A gray old man's face full of wrinkles looked towards Yang Jian expressionlessly, his dim eyes opened, revealing an inexplicable strangeness.

now.

The corners of Mrs. Liu's mouth curved slightly again and again.

It seems to be laughing.

No, that's not a laugh.

Instead, her cheeks were moving, as if she had something in her mouth.

soon.

Old Mrs. Liu's thin cheeks bulged, and wisps of black stuff gradually overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

It is thick blood.

The original color of the blood can no longer be seen. Because it has been in the corpse for too long, the blood has rotted and turned black.

Mutation?

Yang Jian quickly retreated, and he signaled to the others: "Get away from this old tomb."

He successfully delivered the letter and took away the coffin nails from Mrs. Liu's hand, causing some kind of peace to be broken.

Perhaps, the change in Old Mrs. Liu's body came from the red letter.

There are too many uncertainties.
Chapter completed!