Chapter 199 Post Office
The Chengxi Tailor Shop is located in an old street. The surrounding streets are very lonely. On the mottled walls, there are slogans from the previous era: "Learn from Comrade So-and-so. ”
The font is very neat, but due to the age, the original color of the font has been lost.
The nearby buildings are very old, and many of them are dilapidated. For some unknown reason, they have not been demolished.
A young man holding a black oil-paper umbrella walked through this historic street, crossed an alley, and came to a tailor shop. The shop was small, about the size of a house.
The young man put away the oil-paper umbrella, pushed open the door of the tailor shop, and walked in. The shop was very dark, as if there was no light.
A piece of old, cold and ominous clothes were hung on the hangers. The young man looked at the clothes, put the umbrella behind the door, and walked over to tidy them up.
"I'm back, how was my harvest this time?"
A somewhat old voice sounded from the tailor shop, asking the young man.
"Well, the harvest this time is pretty good, I have seen some different things." Fang Chengshi answered honestly.
"That's good. What do you think of that young man from Yang Jian?" the old man asked again.
Hearing Grandpa's question, Fang Chengshi stopped sorting his clothes and walked towards the back of the tailor shop. He lifted up the black cloth and found Grandpa sitting in front of the table drinking wine.
"Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City, is very powerful. He has his own ideas when dealing with supernatural events. He has a cold personality and is decisive in killing and punishing. He is a very crazy guy. Following him is no better than following Lin Qian. Less to learn ”
Hear yourself. The grandson's evaluation of Yang Jian, the old man nodded and said:
"The evaluation is very good, just right. The young man Yang Jian is very good. If it weren't for the young man Lin Qian in front of him, he might become this The strongest of the era.”
"At least better than the third generation king from Dadong City."
Fang Chengshi nodded. He had always recognized what his grandfather said:
"Indeed, that guy from Dadong City The third generation Wang is too timid and too afraid of death. I heard that he has not yet settled things in his old house. Let a group of outsiders occupy the old house."
The old man took a sip of wine, shook his head and said:
"The stronger you are, the more afraid you are of death. This is him, and his family. , I have been looking for a ghost with the ability to restart time, but I haven’t met one so far.”
Hearing his grandfather's words, Fang Chengshi did not agree. He came and sat down opposite his grandfather:
"Grandpa, Lin Qian has left."
"Oh, he left, what are you going to do? ?" The old man was a little surprised.
"I heard he said he was going to control the ghost paintings. The specific time is not clear, so I am optimistic about Dajiang City." Fang Chengshi replied.
"So it's for this, to control ghost paintings. With this young ability, there is no problem, it just takes some time."
"However, Zhang Xianguang seems to be planning something recently. He seems to be planning to forcefully start his fanciful plan. I wonder who between him and Lin Qian can get the ghost painting." The old man said slowly.
Hearing what his grandfather said, Fang Chengshi was shocked:
“Grandpa, is Zhang Xianguang planning to start his plan?”
“Well, I heard from an old friend. He said that Zhang Xianguang seemed to have taken someone to a ghost field a few days ago. At that time, there were only two people, and it seemed that a lot of people died. "
"At the same time, Lin Qian's costume and shroud were chopped off. This should be Zhang Xianguang's knife, and at that time Lin Qian was slashed. The supernatural manifestation of the strange bride appeared on Qian’s body.”
"Now that I think about it, Zhang Xianguang should have been in conflict with the Cunning Bride. It's unclear whether he succeeded. As for why Zhang Xianguang and the others' attacks appeared on Lin Qian, I can't tell."
"This..."
Fang Chengshi was a little surprised. Zhang Xianguang and the others actually went to trouble the strange bride, and all their attacks on the bride actually appeared on Lin Qian, which made him a little confused.
The old man looked at his grandson like this, shook his head and said:
"From now on, just take a closer look. We don't have to get involved in Lin Qian and Zhang Xianguang's affairs. Their affairs are involved. Too many, many old guys who are still alive are watching.”
"I just want to see who will win, but for one thing, I am still optimistic about Lin Qian, this guy. This guy controls an incredible ghost. Zhang Xianguang can't kill him."
Fang Chengshi nodded. , with a somewhat complicated expression:
“I understand, Grandpa.”
“Well, you can go to your Grandpa Du’s place later and get some wine. I don’t have any wine here, so take two pieces of clothes. That's fine, he doesn't pick." The old man said slowly.
"Well, I don't have to." Fang Chengshi nodded and said.
"Okay, go ahead and learn from the headquarters. Although the headquarters is supported by Xiao Qin, they are not weak." The old man said.
"Understood, then Grandpa, I will go to Grandpa Du's place to get wine first." Fang Chengshi said.
"Go ahead, go to the morning meeting early."
Fang Chengshi nodded, stood up from the stool, and walked outside.
The old man smiled, shook his head, and drank slowly. His grandson was good at everything, but he was a little less knowledgeable and lacked some practical experience. But now that he is following Lin Qian, he will have no shortage of practical combat.
.........
But in Dahan City
In front of a five-story unfinished building, a young man wearing a black windbreaker was leaning on the street, smoking and staring at the building. A mediocre unfinished building.
Beside the young man, a pretty little girl was holding a wine jar and taking sips. When passersby saw this scene, they all showed strange expressions.
Some people who had a strong sense of responsibility came up directly and gave Lin Qian a lesson, saying, "How can a child drink?" You, the older brother, are so careless? How did you become an older brother? What if something happens after drinking?
For this kind of people, Lin Qian just looked at them and didn't need to speak. They became intimidated, their voices became smaller and smaller, and finally they just became silent and left by themselves.
Lin Qian was not angry either, he just found it interesting and had no other thoughts.
After stamping out the cigarette butt, Lin Qian lifted up the blushing Cocoa, pinched her pink cheeks, and put her on his shoulders, with a smile on her face:
< br>“Let’s go and save your sister-in-law.”
Hearing what her father said, Coco’s eyes lit up, she nodded heavily, and didn’t even bother to drink:
"Yeah, dad, I miss my sister-in-law. Dad must save my sister-in-law!"
Lin Qian nodded and smiled:
"Don't worry, dad will do it. After all, She is my only sister..."
Keke's eyes were bright and she was looking forward to it. Lin Qian rubbed her head, said nothing, and walked towards the five-story unfinished building:
"Ghost post office..."
"I hope I can hold on to my ghost realm..."
The ghost realm flashing on his body, Lin Qian tore a crack directly, and a gloomy door appeared in front of Lin Qian, looking at it Lin Qian grinned at the words:
“Ghost Post Office, come in.”
Entering the gate, a dim hall comes into view, with an old bar table, an extinguished oil lamp placed on it, and a slightly A bit of dust is scattered on the rotten wooden chairs.
The inside of the hall is an aisle, with rooms on both sides. From the beginning to the end, this is the first floor of the post office.
"Is this a newcomer? There is a child with him, tsk tsk, what a pity for such a cute little girl."
The voice came from the door of a room. I looked along the sound and spoke. The woman in front of her was a woman in her early thirties, with a sallow complexion and a thin figure. She was not tall, about 1.6 meters tall. She was wearing a black dress and looked a little out of place.
Lin Qian looked at the woman, her eyes narrowed, and she said nothing. When the woman saw Lin Qian's eyes, her pupils shrank suddenly, she subconsciously took a few steps back, and swallowed. Drool:
"Is this a person or a ghost!"
"The messenger on the first floor? How many letters have you sent? How long has it been since the last letter was sent?" Lin Qian stared at this Women, ask these questions.
When the woman heard Lin Qian's questions, her face changed a little:
"You, you are not a newcomer. Are you a messenger on the second floor? Or on the third floor?"
Lin Qian's eyes flashed. , looking at the woman's hand quietly placed on the door handle, the corner of her mouth Lilie:
"I advise you to give up that idea. Believe me, you may be dead before you enter the room."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, the woman's movements He froze and slowly retracted his hand:
"What do you want to do? I don't seem to have offended you."
"I don't want to do anything. I just want you to answer some questions for me. Just the three questions just now. Once the answers come up, you live."
As for the consequences of not coming up, Lin Qian didn't say anything. I believe this woman should know it.
“You!”
The woman who was about to say something in reply chose to shut her mouth after seeing Lin Qian’s flashing red eyes.
After some thought, the woman thought it was better to live:
“I am the messenger on the first floor. I have sent a total of letters since I came in. The last time I sent a letter was three days ago. Before.”
Hear the woman In response, Lin Qian frowned and felt a bit toothache:
"Three days ago, how long until the next letter appeared?"
The woman looked at Lin Qian and hesitated. After thinking for a while, he said:
"I don't know either..."
"Huh?" Lin Qian was a little confused.
"I don't know? Then what are you doing here? Aren't you going back after delivering the letter?"
The woman choked when she heard Lin Qian's words. She came over for a while before explaining. Said:
“I just came here to take a look, I don’t know when the letter will be delivered.”
Lin Qian's mouth twitched and he looked up at the ceiling. He suddenly had an impulse in his heart and thought about whether to demolish the post office directly. But thinking that the post office was still needed to resurrect Xiaoyue, he endured it and gave up. idea.
Looking at the missing woman, Lin Qian waved her hand:
“Forget it, it’s none of your business, go ahead and do what you have to do.”
After saying that, he ignored the woman and walked towards the bartai, sat down directly on the rotten chair, and picked up the oil lamp conveniently.
But the moment he picked up the oil lamp, Lin Qian frowned and turned to look at the darkness of the hall. There was a figure walking slowly towards this side.
The coldness spread from the figure to the surroundings, it was a ghost!
The moment the woman saw Lin Qian moving the oil lamp, she realized that something was wrong. She turned around, opened the door, and hid directly. With a bang, the room was tightly closed. .
Lin Qian didn't care about the woman's behavior. He just stared calmly at the evil ghost walking slowly, grinning. At this moment, a pale hand appeared. The figure directly lifted it up on his shoulders, his crimson pupils glowing red.
This is the Starving Ghost. The devil is being held in the hands of the Starving Ghost, just like a dead fish, motionless, without even a single struggle.
“Cut, trash.”
Putting the oil lamp into the painting, he took the evil ghost from the hand of the starving ghost and swallowed it in one gulp.
Leaning on the chair and resting her legs on the old bus stand, Lin Qian narrowed her eyes slightly:
"Just wait and see when the next letter will appear. , I will tear up one letter when it comes, and I will eat a few ghosts. They are all rubbish."
Coco lay in Lin Qian's arms, holding the wine jar and taking a sip from time to time. The whole family is very relaxed.
Time passed slowly, Lin Qian lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly, and at this moment, the sound of the room opening came.
Looking for the sound, a woman's head stuck out from the room, her face full of nervousness.
After seeing this woman, Lin Qian withdrew his gaze and continued to lean on the chair and smoke, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
When the woman saw that Lin Qian was okay, her eyes were full of disbelief. This was a bit unscientific. Anyone who touched the oil lamp would attract one and be killed by the ghost. Otherwise That's why no one moved the oil lamp.
But why is there nothing wrong with this person? It seems like there is no ghost at all.
"You, why are you okay? Where is the ghost?"
The woman's voice was full of confusion and doubts. When he heard the woman's question, Lin Qian did not answer. He just smoked quietly. He was in a daze and had no time to answer the woman's question.
Seeing that Lin Qian did not answer her question, the woman rolled her eyes and looked at the little girl holding the wine jar. After hesitating for a while, she asked:
"Little sister , can you tell Auntie, where did that ghost go just now?”
< br>The woman's voice was very light and gentle. When Coco heard the woman asking her, she turned her head and looked over, thought for a while and answered her question childishly:
"Auntie is talking about that Strange person, that strange person, was eaten by dad.”
Coco's voice was innocent and cute, and paired with her little face that was flushed from drinking, I couldn't help but choose to believe what she said.
But facts have proven that belief is belief, but it is hard to say whether the words will scare people.
After hearing Keke’s childish answer, the woman’s pupils shrank and she swallowed subconsciously:
“Ghost! This is a lie, right? ! How could anyone in this world be able to eat ghosts? This is impossible, this little girl must be talking nonsense! "
When you read this sentence, I believe the author has already Stopped updating...
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