Chapter 907 Unusual Voice (Please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
The black letter touched the messengers on the fifth floor of the post office and had to continue to face a person they always Facts that you are unwilling to admit and believe appear.
That is, after many years, a new person has once again arrived on the fifth floor of the post office, and that new person is extraordinary. He has already obtained the letter and wants to restore the post office to normal operations.
This is something they absolutely cannot tolerate.
Once the post office is restored, these couriers will definitely be the first ones to be liquidated.
So at this moment, the messengers are contacting each other and gathering, preparing to solve the new person and restore their peaceful life again.
On the other side, while Yang Jian and Su Yuan eliminated the evil spirits in the room, they finally discovered the source of the abnormal changes in the room.
It was in the bedroom of the room. There was something similar to a god. There were two small red lights on the left and right sides. They were scarlet and strange. In the middle, there was a little man who was sitting on his knees. , the little man is wearing clothes and has his eyes closed, as if he is asleep.
Looking at this strange thing, Yang Jian thought for a moment, and then said: "I seem to have seen a similar arrangement. When I went to Dachuan City to deliver a letter last time, there was also a god in that room. , but the altar is empty and there is no statue of the god to worship."
Su Yuan nodded and walked over.
It really took some time to deal with the ghosts in the room just now. After all, some ghosts are special enough and difficult to deal with. He picked up the little man and looked at it, but found that it was not a clay statue or a wood carving. Instead, it was a skinny, shriveled corpse that had been specially treated.
It is as if an unfinished ghost baby was made into such a statue by some supernatural means.
And there is a photo underneath the kneeling figure. The photo has faded badly and has been for some time, but it is vaguely identifiable. The content of the photo seems to be Room 502.
And the architectural layout in the photos is distorting and changing, like a movie screen, the picture is moving.
Just as the photo was taken away, the abnormality in the room quickly ended, and the door out appeared again, not disturbed by supernatural forces like before.
Then, the lights in the living room flickered.
The yellow light came on again.
The man from before appeared again. He still stood expressionless in the living room, like a cold corpse.
"You are indeed very powerful. I did not see the wrong person."
Su Yuan just glanced at the person, ignored him, and tore up the photo. This is the safest way. method, and Yang Jian glanced at him: "You There is something hidden from us. This room is not a haunted room in the simple sense, but a supernatural place artificially arranged. The purpose is to trap you here. No, to be precise, it should be to leave this black letter in Here.”
"What does this mean? I think you should know."
The man was not surprised by this and said calmly: "This is a test in itself. If you can't solve it, you will be killed. In this room, it's useless even if I tell you everything."
"And now that you have done it, you naturally have the right to know this. This house price is a game carefully arranged by the previous messenger. A black letter appeared at the post office. He We had to come up with a way. "
"A way to avoid being cursed by the post office without tearing up the letter. This method is very simple, that is, let this black letter stay in a five-star mailbox forever. "Ordinary messengers will be killed by the curse of the letter if they don't deliver the letter. He is a special being who is both a messenger, a dead person, and a ghost. Even the curse of the post office. No way to kill.”
"In this way, the letter is left in this room forever, and the task of delivering the letter is equivalent to being suspended indefinitely."
At this point, the man sighed and said: "And I am the one who was The chosen one."
After the words fell, Su Yuan said impatiently: "Okay, okay, the chosen person is obviously just an unlucky guy. Those who don't know would think you are just playing with Digimon."
For Su Yuan Ridiculing, the man was not angry: "I volunteered on my own. At that time, it was impossible for us messengers to deliver the black letter on the fifth floor, because according to our speculation, the black letter was very likely to arrive. In the end, only one person can survive, which is unacceptable to us, so this is the only way we can think of."
"And I am the victim."< br>
"Oh?"
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows: "That's why you changed your mind now and think that this black letter needs to be sent."
"Because the situation has changed Now, supernatural events have begun to appear outside. Postal The situation is starting to get out of control, and everything is heading in the wrong direction, so the messenger must deliver the message, must die, and must accept this fate."
"I'm afraid, the messenger on the fifth floor is not willing to do this. "Yang Jian said with a bit of a sneer.
The man looked numb and said: "That's true, so new messengers who are trying to break the balance are constantly dying. You have also seen the corpses in the room. These are all the fifth-floor messengers who died here before. If you If you can’t do it today, you will also be one of these corpses.”
"But if you do it, then the operation of the post office will start again, starting from this black letter."
"Everything will change for the better."
At this time, Su Yuan stopped playing with the god in his hand, raised his head and said, "But before we do that again, we still need to get rid of the messenger on the fifth floor, but it doesn't matter, after all, the messenger shouldn't exist in the first place."
< br>The man is numb Looking at Su Yuan, he said: "That's good. At six o'clock tomorrow, the lights will be on at the post office, and all the couriers on the fifth floor should arrive. You should be careful."
After all the conversation, the next step , Lao Li disappeared again. It is a kind of alien existence in itself. It relies on the supernatural power of the post office and the abnormality of the room to maintain a delicate state to survive. Now that the balance has been broken by Su Yuan and Yang Jian, then he He also won't live long.
After the man disappeared into the room, Su Yuan looked at Yang Jian: "I plan to go outside for a walk, what about you?"
"I'll go out for a walk too, shall we split up?"
"Well, let's go check out the post office separately and meet here at six o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Okay!"
After deciding everything in a few words, Su Yuan and Yang They chose to explore the post office individually.
Although it is dangerous to turn off the lights at the post office at six o'clock, the two of them are strong enough to cope with everything.
Su Yuan left the room directly, and the corridor was dim. The darkness was like a wall, blocking all light. Even the lights in the room could not penetrate.
But it doesn’t matter, Su Yuan has ghost eyes that can peer into the darkness without worrying about being affected in any way.
Soon, Su Yuan arrived at the lobby on the fifth floor. However, as soon as he entered the lobby, he immediately noticed that on the walls of the lobby, there were strange sounds suddenly coming from the old and new oil paintings. The eyes, as if they had discovered Su Yuan, all looked at him. Even the eyes on some figures in the oil paintings were turning restlessly, staring at him.
Even the oil painting of Yang Jian's father was staring at him.
For an ordinary person, his scalp would go numb under the gaze of so many eyes, but Su Yuan didn't look scared at all. Instead, his eyes widened and he stared back.
“Look, look, look, look at what! Take another look and try!”
However, among the oil paintings in the hall, no one spoke, they just looked at them with different eyes. Looking at Su Yuan.
Some looks are sizing, some are ferocious, some are numb, and some are laughing. These looks are all different, making it hard to believe that these portraits are ghosts.
Because ghosts don’t have so many eyes. Most of the ghosts’ eyes are empty and weird.
But after all, these portraits are not the same as ghost paintings. After all, the people in the oil paintings cannot break away from the oil paintings and come out of the oil paintings.
These are the supernatural means of the post office. As long as people who have the opportunity to escape from the post office are willing, then they can get a chance to live again.
For example, Yang Jian was even able to resurrect his father in this way.
While Su Yuan was looking at these oil paintings, suddenly, a strange whispering voice suddenly appeared next to Yang Jian's ear. This voice was very guiding and seemed to guide Su Yuan. Go somewhere.
Su Yuan looked in a direction that attracted him.
It was an oil painting about the height of a person, hanging in a relatively high place, but it was a landscape painting with no characters in it.
But the whispering voice came from inside the oil painting.
The painting shows a landscape, a strange old forest shrouded by a black moon.
The trees in the old forest are sparse and leafless, like dry corpses, standing on the ground twisted and deformed, as if they have experienced a fire, but what is worth paying attention to is the black dead wood. In the old forest, a charred arm stretched out from the ground.
Seems like trying to crawl out of the ground.
But the charred arm didn't move, it just stood there quietly. If you didn't observe it carefully, it would just be ignored as a branch.
The weird call is still ringing.
This voice is highly seductive, making people unable to help but walk into the painting.
The moment the sound rang, Su Yuan seemed to be confused. Under the gaze of many oil painting figures, he couldn't help but walk towards that place as he approached.
The charred arm in the sparse old forest in the oil painting suddenly moved. At this moment, the scene in the oil painting seemed to have become real. The charred arm actually became more and more... The longer it stretched, the more the picture was distorted. In the end, a few charred fingers ignored the obstruction of the oil painting and stretched out to grab Su Yuan, as if to pull him into the painting.
The danger broke out at this moment, and the supernatural power of the oil painting invaded the fifth floor of the post office.
At the moment when the blackened fingers were about to touch Su Yuan, suddenly, a terrifying big mouth appeared out of thin air in the void, and the ferocious intertwined ghost teeth bit it down in one bite. Those fingers bit off forcefully and then swallowed it directly.
It was Junxiong who blocked this dangerous supernatural attack and swallowed the approaching supernatural being.
Looking at Su Yuan at this time, he still looked confused. The behavior just now was purely pretending, and he had not been affected by the supernatural at all.
“Good teeth means delicious food!”
Su Yuan shook his head and looked at the oil paintings again. After this unexpected situation, the oil paintings of those characters no longer looked at him with malicious eyes. Perhaps they sensed the danger and knew that Su Yuan was not easy to mess with.
But what they didn’t know was that Su Yuan had long known the true situation of these oil paintings.
The oil paintings here are roughly divided into three types. One is the landscape painting that seems meaningless but actually hides a ghost. The second is the figure painting that looks weird but is actually not dangerous. There are even those that can use the post office to resurrect the people in the paintings. As for the third type, they are paintings of objects that cannot be judged. I don’t know what they are used for.
However, Su Yuan was not in a hurry to enter the oil painting and greet those people, because at this moment he was attracted by another sound.
It was in room 505. There was a kind of singing voice. Listening to the sound, it seemed that it was in the bedroom, but it was separated by two doors. The sound was not loud. It was already loud if it floated outside. If it was gone, if Chu Renmei hadn't suddenly had an abnormal reaction, Su Yuan would still have difficulty hearing what it was.
It was a piece of music, like singing a drama, and it still had the feeling of being played by an old record player, which was very period.
Of course, the most important thing is that the lyrics of "Ruo You Ruo Wu" are not unfamiliar to Su Yuan, because they are the lines sung by Chu Renmei in the movie.
"The husband is in the heart, and the concubine is heartbroken, and the grievances are known by the moon. It is not easy to meet again, and it is easy to be separated. They all regret it now. I wonder if the phoenix was so happy that it spread its wings, and whether it is the butterfly that has failed to express its kindness. Brother knows this, but regrets that his old love is gone. Where he lives, he wonders if he has a mother and no father. Orphan, guess you, you are spying on me and I have become tuberculosis for a long time. I will feel sad for you."
"How come Auntie Mei's music is here?"
Lying on the door panel? After listening for a moment, Su Yuan's face suddenly darkened and he realized something was unusual.
Logically speaking, Chu Renmei does not belong to the evil ghosts in this mysterious world of recovery, so her voice should not have appeared here. However, her voice came out of the room in 505 at this time. Something seems very wrong.
Although this kind of singing voice could also be heard on the fourth floor of the post office, it was not as clear as it is now, so Su Yuan did not notice anything unusual at that time. Until now, at close range, Only then did I feel it.
But why is this?
Why did the song from the movie Yamamura Old Corpse appear here, and it’s also on the fifth floor of the post office. (End of this chapter)