It is true that unimaginable supernatural events occurred on the fourth floor of the Ghost Post Office at a certain period of time. It can be seen from the layout of many buildings that the messengers on the fourth floor made various preparations in order to survive and confront the supernatural.

It's just unclear whether these preparations will be useful in the end.

But judging from the current weird situation on the fourth floor, the results are obviously not optimistic.

There is no guarantee that the messenger can survive on the fourth floor, and he has to take care of the task of delivering messages. This is simply a nightmare for anyone.

It is understandable that the phenomenon of group destruction occurs.

Yang Jian now arrived in front of a room on the fourth floor.

402

There is a house number hanging above the room.

Compared with other places, the door of this room is not normal. The ground at the door and the door are covered with gray-white powder, which looks like lime, but in fact it is a special kind of ashes.

The ashes have some mysterious effect and can block the invasion of supernatural beings and evil spirits.

Yang Jian chose this room because he had seen such ashes before.

It was a small group of suspected messengers that I encountered in my hometown during the Chinese New Year. The leader of the group was named Lin Yue. He once held an urn in his hand filled with ashes.

By scattering the ashes in the urn on the ground, you can ward off the attacks of evil spirits.

It is a consumable supernatural item.

"I remember that Lin Yue was very frugal when he used the ashes in the urn, for fear of using them up in one go, but the situation in front of him has nothing to do with saving. It should be that all the ashes in the urn have been used up.

Yes, this phenomenon can only prove one point."

"At that time, the users of the urn were at a critical stage of survival, and all means had to be used to resist the unknown and terrifying supernatural beings."

Yang Jian frowned, but he still reached out and tried to open the door.

The ashes at the door did not dissipate. He judged that the evil spirits had not invaded this room, so room 402 was safe and he could go in and rest temporarily.

However, when his hand touched the door handle covered with ashes, he immediately had a strong reaction.

The doorknob was smoking, like lime meeting water, and there was a burnt smell in the smoke, and a sharp stinging pain came from the palm of the hand.

Yang Jian immediately took his hand back.

He looked down and saw that a large piece of flesh and blood was missing from his palm, and even the bones could be seen. It was strange and terrifying.

Moreover, this kind of wound is difficult to heal. It seems to have caused permanent damage, and it is very difficult to repair it.

"Even me was hurt? It seems that these ashes are not only useful for ghosts, but also for ghost controllers."

Yang Jian's ghost eyes glowed red, and in less than a second, all the scars on his hands disappeared.

There is no saving, it just restarts itself.

When you have just been injured and time has not passed long enough, three seconds of restart time is enough to recover.

"You can't touch the things above?" Li Yang was surprised.

Yang Jian said: "It seems like this so far. The ashes treat the ghost master as a ghost and isolate all supernatural things. Yang Xiaohua, please open the door."

Then he took a step back and let Yang Xiaohua, an ordinary person, give it a try.

"If you encounter danger, will you take action?" Yang Xiaohua hesitated and asked Yang Jian's attitude.

"I will." Yang Jian looked very calm.

Yang Xiaohua nodded. She believed what Yang Jian said and just needed a clear answer.

No hesitation.

Yang Xiaohua came directly to the door and reached out to hold the doorknob stained with ashes.

This time, she was not hurt and just felt the same as usual.

"I'm fine." Yang Xiaohua said.

"Sure enough, ordinary people are not affected." Wang Shan was slightly relieved when he saw this.

Even ordinary people would be eroded. Judging from the situation of Yang Jian just now, Yang Xiaohua's hand would be useless.

Yang Xiaohua tried to open the door, but she couldn't turn the door handle. She pushed it, but there was no movement.

"No, the door seems to be locked from the inside and cannot be opened easily. There should be something blocking the door."

"Captain, maybe there are people inside." Li Yang said.

Wang Shan suggested: "Why don't you find another room? This room also looks very dangerous."

"Can you sense there's a ghost inside?" Yang Jian glanced at Li Yang.

Li Yang signaled Yang Xiaohua to step aside and put his hand on the door handle.

next moment.

Li Yang felt a sharp pain, the white ashes on the door began to smoke, and the whole door shook violently.

There was a conflict between the supernatural and the ashes on the door, and they were fighting.

"I can't feel it. The presence of ashes affects me." Li Yang shook his head.

Yang Xiaohua said: "I can take some time to wipe away the ashes."

"It's not necessary. The ashes here are not only a barrier but also a kind of protection. They will be useful if you stay here. Since the door is blocked, just be more violent." Yang Jian's eyes flickered and he suddenly raised the hand in his hand.

A spear with cracked roots.

No triggering medium is needed, just the ghost shadow touching the handle of the hatchet.

The conditions for using the hatchet were met, and he chopped down the old wooden door in front of him.

The hatchet, a supernatural item, can dismember other supernatural beings if it touches them.

boom!

There was a crack in the door, and even the ashes on it couldn't stop the hatchet.

As the door was being destroyed, there was movement inside the room.

It seemed like a series of rapid footsteps.

"If you destroy the door again, I will kill you. The messenger from the third floor should not be too aggressive. If you know some rules, you should know that this room is already occupied. If you want to check in, you have to find another place."

An old gun barrel protruded from the split hole, and a warning sound also came from the same time.

Obviously.

There is a messenger staying in this room.

"Is your name written on the room? You don't need your consent to choose which room I want to live in, and I'm not very interested in you messengers on the fourth floor. If possible, I wouldn't mind killing all of you on the fourth floor.

Messenger." Yang Jian's tone was cold.

His attitude remained unchanged.

A courier who wants to clean the entire post office building.

"Then you have to live until tomorrow morning." The gunman inside responded with a sneer.

"You can try shooting and see if I can do it."

Yang Jian didn't want to talk nonsense. He raised the cracked spear in his hand again, preparing to split open the door alive.

If there are people inside, it proves that the room is safe for the time being.

He didn't want to go to other quiet rooms for the time being.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I don't want to waste time with the ghost in the room at this time.

"Looking for death..." The man with the gun inside seemed to be enraged and wanted to take action.

But he was stopped by another voice: "Don't do anything yet. I know who the person is outside. Open the door and let him in. Otherwise, he will really kill us all."

The voice was that of a woman, very cold and somewhat familiar.

"It's Liu Qingqing's voice." Yang Xiaohua lowered her head and lowered her voice.

She still had this memory. She had heard Liu Qingqing's voice before when she was in Dachuan City, so she could recognize it.

It seems that Liu Qingqing's words carry a lot of weight.

soon.

The door to room 402 was opened.

Two figures were revealed behind the door. A man, with a gloomy face and a slightly thin body, about thirty years old, with a short beard on his chin, gave people a decisive and ruthless look.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the person next to him. He is wearing high heels and a red cheongsam. He is slender and sexy, with heavy makeup on his face and a calm expression.

"I didn't expect you to arrive at the post office long ago. You were really well hidden during the last letter delivery mission in Dachuan City." Yang Jian stared at Liu Qingqing, feeling like he wanted to nail him to death with coffin nails.

impulse.

Because this person made him feel uneasy.

Liu Qingqing said: "Yang Jian, we are all the same. Who would have thought that the famous ghost-eyed Yang Jian in the supernatural circle would actually be a little messenger walking up from the second floor. A person like you would also feel this ghost post office.
To be continued...