Chapter 893 The Clown's Balloon (Please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
If you don't say anything amazing, you will die.
When Su Yuan said these words, except for Yang Jian, who had already expected it, the other three people couldn't help but be surprised.
Especially Eagle, as a messenger, he was even more horrified.
Does Su Yuan really know the recipient of this letter?
If this is the case, it seems not difficult for 1 to explain why this letter delivery mission is so dangerous, because this mission is basically prepared for him. Except for a ghost controller like Yang Jian who is also powerful enough, No one else has the strength to participate.
He was the only one who died among the messengers who came with him. This is a good proof.
No, there is also Yang Xiaohua, but that woman cannot be counted among them. She is just lucky enough to have been blessed enough.
In an instant, his thoughts were spinning. The more Eagle thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct. This letter delivery mission was indeed prepared for Su Yuan. It was just his luck as a messenger on the fourth floor. No, I just got involved.
“This chair can really make people see invisible supernatural powers?”
Seeing Yang Jian and Su Yuan sitting on the chairs, as if talking to themselves and following an invisible person, Zhou Deng's eyes flickered, and he was also eager to sit on it and see what it felt like.
In fact, when the chair was moved to the lobby, he also tried to sit on it. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything, and it was not like now. There was an invisible recipient sitting on the chair, so he didn't I can detect the supernatural power of the black Taishi chair.
At this moment, no matter how shocked the three of them were, they could not see the recipient sitting on the Taishi chair. Facing Su Yuan's words, the young Zhang Dong remained silent and looked at There was an inexplicable numbness, as if he had been tortured.
Don’t remember?
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Seeing that the other party had no intention of speaking, Su Yuan stopped talking.
After all, he was just testing to see if the opponent still retains human consciousness, while Yang Jian stared at the person in front of him, and saw that the face looked familiar. It's like I've seen it somewhere, reminiscing, digging out memory fragments from the past, and seems to want to recall this small detail.
"I remembered, I have seen this guy before."
Suddenly, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, as if he remembered something.
Facing Su Yuan's eyes, Yang Jian said: "I have seen this person's portrait before. This person's portrait appeared when I sent a letter last time."
The last time I sent a letter, this person's portrait appeared on the wall of the living room in Room 31, Dachuan City.
It was a portrait oil painting of a character, and it looked like a photo from the Republic of China period. The person in the painting was a handsome young man, well-dressed.
Obviously he is exactly the same as the person in front of him, except for his clothes.
But the man in the portrait should be dead, so why does he appear here now?
At this moment, Yang Jian had doubts and confusion in his mind.
Why does this man appear in the ancient house?
What is his relationship with the old woman in Room 301?
There is also a ghost post office. Why are they allowed to deliver letters to this person?
Mysteries emerge one after another, and there seems to be some involvement in them, leading to some stories about ghost controllers in the Republic of China.
Su Yuan definitely knows more than he does, but if he doesn't want to tell, no one can pry his mouth open.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Jian put these thoughts behind him.
There is no point in thinking about this now. The most important thing is to complete the task of delivering the letter. As long as the letter is delivered, you can go to the fifth floor and completely solve the hidden danger of the ghost post office.
At the moment, he took out the red letter. The letter Su Yuan had already been handed into his hands. He stretched out the red letter without hesitation and tried to put it in the hands of the recipient.
However, the recipient's numb eyes moved slightly, staring at the red letter in Yang Jian's hand. He did not reach out to pick it up. The hands never raised. Instead, after calming down for a while, He let out a soft sigh, which seemed to be full of loss and helplessness, as well as a kind of relief.
“It’s not that he can’t see us, he just doesn’t want to communicate with us.”
Seeing the change of expression on the old man's face, Su Yuan said calmly.
Perhaps this is the idea of the older generation, not to interfere with those who come later. After all, everything has lost its meaning to those who have died.
"It doesn't matter, just send the letter out."
Yang Jian didn't care so much, he forced the red letter into the hands of the person in front of him.
Anyway, they are here to deliver a letter. This person may or may not want this letter.
The letter left my hand.
The letter delivery task of the ghost post office is completed.
"The red letter disappeared."
However, in the eyes of others, the red letter in Yang Jian's hand disappeared strangely after leaving his hand.
It seems to have been taken away by an invisible person.
"Successful, the letter delivery mission is completed. Great!"
Seeing this scene, the eagle breathed a sigh of relief. He finally survived the letter delivery mission this time, so there is no need to worry.
But when the letter arrived in the hands of the young Zhang Dong.
An unexpected and terrifying scene appeared.
His body began to undergo strange changes. His body was aging, as if time was passing quickly on his body. His skin began to wrinkle, corpse spots began to appear on his skin, and the hair on his head began to fall out.< br>
The originally handsome and mysterious man now looked like an old, rotting corpse.
And that face also underwent an unimaginable change. It no longer looked young, but looked like an old man, which made people feel extremely horrified.
Because this old man was the same old man they buried yesterday.
Two people are the same person.
A look when you were young, and a look when you died old.
But for some unknown reason, the old man died, and the young man became the recipient of the letter and wandered around this ancient house, existing in an incredible state.
Soon.
The young man completely disappeared, leaving only this decayed old man on the Taishi chair opposite.
The smell of corpses is permeating the air, and a cold breath is overflowing.
The dead body of an old man suddenly appeared. The dead body was still holding the red letter in its hand, but now the red letter seemed to have been sealed in dust for many years. Even the red letter seemed to have been sealed in dust for many years. The envelopes of the red letters are a bit faded with age.
Not as bright.
At this moment, the old man was completely exposed to the other people.
The moment they saw the old man’s body, everyone was shocked.
“What’s going on?”
This is obviously the old man’s body in the coffin.
Why. Why did this old man's body suddenly appear in front of me? Could it be that it was the recipient of the letter just now?
“Didn’t we bury this body before? Why did it come here?”
Yingying, Zhou Deng and Fan Xing were startled and subconsciously went to He took several steps back, not daring to get close to the old man's body.
They cannot understand this situation.
Obviously, the old man was buried very deeply just yesterday, and the old man in the coffin had been very honest and did not move erratically.
Why did you run out today?
Or rather, as soon as I walked away with my front legs, the old man on the back legs had already revived, climbed out of the coffin, and now returned to the ancient house.
Is this what the so-called first seven soul nights refer to?
Yang Jian stood up solemnly at this moment. The old man's body was very dangerous.
If he turns into a ghost, he will be the most ferocious ghost.
So after completing the task of delivering the letter, the best way is to stay away, leave here far away, and never come back.
"The letter has been delivered. Let's go quickly, otherwise the old ghost will be in trouble when he wakes up."
After saying that, he directly passed over the old man's body on the black Taishi chair in front of him, and then quickly Stay away, but Su Yuan was faster than him, and with a flash of black light on his body, he appeared directly at the door.
No one knows the horror of this old man better than him, unless he directly nails the old man to death with coffin nails.
But whether the coffin nails can be nailed is still unknown. After all, the top figures in the Republic of China should be familiar with coffin nails. Even if they are dead, who can be sure that the old man who has recovered from the evil spirit will Not psychic enough to avoid coffin nails?
And there is no doubt about the preciousness of the coffin nails, and he doesn't want to spend time here. What's more, in the plot, Zhang Dong does not seem to leave the supernatural land and appear in the outside world, so the best way to deal with it is to leave here directly.
Both of them ran away, and the others did not dare to stay here and hurriedly followed.
Everyone left the lobby, walked along the patio, went to the front yard, and then tried to leave here. They did not dare to run directly outside, because there were also ghosts in the old forest outside.
Now that the mission of delivering the message has been completed, leaving alive becomes the key.
“How can I leave?”
Looking at Su Yuan, Yang Jian asked hurriedly.
“It’s OK to burn letter paper, and it’s OK to pass through the patio.”
Patio?
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and then he looked towards the direction of the patio, but he didn't find anything unusual there, or in other words, he didn't find the so-called road.
The Eagle did not hesitate at all. He had already prepared the letter paper, so he directly set a piece of black letter paper on fire at this moment.
The black letter paper was burning like a black incense. A burst of smoke floated together, and a strange and winding path appeared in front of you. At the end of this path stood an old building. The door of the building was visible from a distance. There are colorful neon lights in front.
"The letter paper can be used."
The eagle said, and was about to embark on that road and return to the post office, but then a horrifying scene appeared.
The road to the post office is disappearing in the distance. The whole road seems to have been affected by something, and there is no way to maintain the road.
Looking from a short distance away, it feels like the entire path has been wiped out by something.
"What's going on?"
Seeing this scene, the eagle was suddenly shocked and broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't have time to step on it. Otherwise, once the road disappeared, he would definitely disappear with it.
Because a messenger had tried it before and only walked halfway when the black letter paper was burned out. The result was that the person disappeared and never appeared again.
But just now, he almost followed in that man's footsteps.
Yang Jian also didn't understand what happened, but there was no doubt that it was impossible to return directly to the ghost post office through the letter paper. It seemed that he could only leave through the patio as Su Yuan said.
The idea of using the ghost realm was unrealistic, because at this moment, he could feel that his ghost eyes had been affected again, and he felt like he wanted to close them, unable to use the ghost realm.
This ancient house seems to be within the scope of a ghost realm.
Obviously this was the supernatural power of the old man. On the day of mourning, ghosts invaded the ancient house. The corpse in the coffin just sat up, blocking all the evil ghosts from invading, reaching a state of A delicate balance, and it is precisely because of this that they are not under much pressure.
Now, this kind of oppression is probably beginning to fall on them. Their numbers are so small. Once they face each other, it is difficult to say that they can resist this kind of oppression.
So what should we do?
Yang Jian turned his head and looked at Su Yuan subconsciously. Suddenly, he found that Su Yuan had a lot of red balloons in his hands for some reason. There was a rope hanging under each balloon. At this moment, he was holding The rope under the balloon was tied to his body, as if he wanted to let himself fly.
If I remember correctly, isn’t there only one red balloon? But where did Su Yuan get all those balloons in his hand?
Just when he was slightly stunned, Su Yuan directly stuffed a red balloon in his hand to Yang Jian, and also distributed a few to other people. Only then did Yang Jian realize that this was not the case. It wasn't a balloon I got from the post office, because there was a gaudy clown face printed on the other side of the balloon.
Clown Balloon?
Obviously, this guess is not wrong, because the red balloon held in the hand does not float people up and suppress the ghost in the body of the ghost master like the balloon obtained from the post office.
The balloon Su Yuan brought over seemed to have a supernatural power that made people float, and it could obviously make people feel a rising power.
Soon, Yang Jian was lifted up by the balloon, and his feet left the ground. It was hard to believe that a balloon could bear the weight of a living person.
Seeing this, other people hurriedly followed suit. Suddenly, a strange scene appeared in the ancient house. A group of people were dragged by balloons and floated into the sky. However, there was something heavy in the dark and silent ancient house. Footsteps sounded, and a terrifying figure walked slowly in the lobby, seeming to be approaching here, and as it got closer, the figure of the evil ghost became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, the old man stopped and stood there, raising his hand and waving to a group of floating people.
It's like saying goodbye.
Just a bang was heard and the balloon exploded. (End of this chapter)