Chapter 706 The Messenger on the Second Floor (Please subscribe, collect, monthly tickets, recommend votes)
Strictly speaking, the structure of the second floor is no different from the first floor. The only difference is that the first floor cannot be seen. hall.
Looking at the corridor on the second floor, Su Yuan turned around and paid a little attention, but an extra wall appeared behind him.
The original stairs have disappeared.
The walls look very old, with peeling skin and spots.
This unusual situation is probably related to the post office's regulations, which only allow people to go up and down.
Perhaps the previous managers were worried that someone had ulterior motives and would target the new messenger downstairs, so they specially set the rules.
At this moment, Yang Jian was already walking along the old corridor to the nearest room.
Su Yuan also quickly followed. After a rough count, he found that there were only seven rooms on this floor, which should correspond to the seven messengers.
But the post office regulations do not clearly state that only one person can live in a room.
In fact, if you can withstand the attacks of evil spirits, you can live with several in one room.
Perhaps there is a limit to the number of people in the room. Once that limit is exceeded, it will attract attacks from the evil spirits wandering in the post office.
Of course, this is just speculation. Whether it is true has not been confirmed, and no specific information has been obtained.
And Su Yuan also discovered a very interesting phenomenon, that is, looking down from the second floor, you cannot see the first floor of the post office.
If you stick your head out, you will not be able to see anything clearly a few meters down. It is like an abyss with no end, which makes people subconsciously feel an inexplicable fear.
"We have to hurry up and choose a room to live in. Otherwise, once the time is up and the lights in the post office go out, there will be evil ghosts wandering out."
Yang Jian's words interrupted Su Yuan's meditation, It also allowed him to recover from it.
"Well, just pick any room at random. Will there be anyone in these rooms?"
"Most likely, there must be messengers on the second floor."< br>
Yang Jian said calmly: "But it doesn't matter, we can just pry open their mouths and understand the rules on the second floor."
Just when the two were about to take action, suddenly.
In the nearest room, the door of No. 21 opened with a bang, and a violent voice echoed: "You bitch, get out of here. You want to stay in my room now? Do you think you are?" Who? ”
A woman with bruises on her body was kicked out of the room hard, and then fell to the ground in pain, her skin worn by the rough ground.
Blood spilled out quickly.
That disheveled look is very miserable.
However, after being kicked out, the woman's eyes were full of fear and despair. She was trembling all over and trying to crawl back to the room, but was kicked over again by a man with a cold face.
“This room is full, get away.”
“No, don’t be like this, please, let me stay for one night, just one night, just one night. Yes, I can agree to any conditions."
The woman was kicked to the ground again, but she ignored the pain on her body and continued to plead.
The man with a gloomy face said: "If you keep making noise here, believe it or not, I will throw you down from upstairs right now? Murder is not prohibited among couriers in the post office, not to mention that you have no respect for us. Worthless.”
"Ah, you liars, you just promised to let me stay as long as I accompany you every time."
At this time, she seemed to have collapsed to the point of screaming, wailing, and despairing.
But I never thought of resisting.
Because she couldn't resist, she was just an ordinary woman.
In this post office, we still believe in the law of the jungle.
"Hmph."
The man with a cold face suddenly glanced at Yang Jian and Su Yuan again, his eyes moved, as if with a strong warning, telling you not to try to come to 21 Trouble with room number.
Then there was a loud bang.
The door is closed.
“Woo.”
The woman lay on the ground crying, miserable.
Seeing this, Su Yuan said with interest: "Is this an internal conflict among the messengers?"
"No, this woman should be the messenger on the first floor." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly. , seemed to remember something.
“She was originally the courier on the first floor, but because we successfully delivered the letter, all the couriers on the entire floor came upstairs in advance.”
“Oh, that’s it. ”
Su Yuan immediately understood what was going on. It must be because the letter was successfully delivered. She followed him upstairs and came here much earlier than them.
But on the second floor, there are not enough rooms. If this woman wants to enter one of the rooms, she must contact the owner of the original room.
Obviously.
The contact failed and she was kicked out. Not only was she kicked out, she seemed to be taken advantage of.
Thinking of this, Su Yuan slowly walked over, but before he could say anything, the woman seemed to be grabbing the last straw and begged him:
"I, I don't want to die. I have a husband, children, and parents. I don't want to die. My daughter is only five years old. I don't want to die..."
The look of pear blossoms with rain is still visible. I'm sorry, although the person is not beautiful, she still has a mature charm. Unfortunately, the bruises and blood stains on her haggard face ruined this feeling.
“You want to help her?”
Yang Jian’s voice sounded from behind, Su Yuan said slowly: “It’s not like we can help her, but we also need someone. Room, it just so happens that I don’t like those people just now, so I want to choose this room, so it should be fine.”
“It’s up to you.”
Yang Jian didn't seem to be very interested in these things, so he spoke casually.
For a moment, the woman seemed to have found a savior, kowtowing to Su Yuan.
Su Yuan patted the woman's head: "There is no need for this. You have become a messenger. In fact, you should know that death is only a matter of time."
"Please, please, help Help me, I don’t want to die, wuwu,” the woman cried. She didn’t think much about it, she just wanted to live.
As for how long she can live, she doesn’t know and can’t control it.
"That's not something I can say, and it's not something you can say."
Su Yuan stood up, walked to the door of the room, and then stretched out his hand to hold the door handle.
As expected, this old wooden door was locked from the inside and it was not easy to open.
But only for ordinary people.
Su Yuan exerted a little force, and a black light seemed to flash across his body. The old wooden door creaked and opened easily, which was a bit incredible.
The door opens.
A puff of turbid air came across the floor.
The smell of smoke, musty, and sour smell makes people very uncomfortable.
And an angry voice also came from the room at this moment.
"He brewed it. At this time, who dares to open the door looking for death!" (End of this chapter)