Chapter 229 The Torn Red Letter
Ghost Post Office.
The hall is still as dark as before. The rotten floors and old stairs creak when you step on them, making people wonder if the floors will break at any time.
The lights were dim and uncertain, and several figures walked quickly from the winding path. Footsteps sounded one after another, which seemed very abrupt in the hall.
Xia Hanxin walked into the hall holding the wine jar and looked at Zhao Yunyun and Liu San who had also arrived, as well as the other three strangers, a young man with glasses, a very gloomy temperament, and looked like The gentle scum, a middle-aged man with a somewhat bald appearance, and a pale-faced woman.
The three young men with glasses also saw Xia Hanxin and the others, and they were all a little surprised:
"You three are the messengers who just went to the third floor? It seems that you are lucky. You just went to the third floor. These three guys are really lucky to receive a letter of this level."
The man with glasses looked at Xia Hanxin and the others and said with a hint of meaning in his tone.
Hearing what the man in glasses said, Xia Hanxin did not answer, but walked to Zhao Yunyun and asked in a low voice:
"The boss hasn't come yet? Usually when we arrive, he will Are you here?”
Xia Hanxin looked around quietly and found no sign of the boss.
“I don’t know, Mr. Lin must be delayed by something, maybe he will arrive later.” Zhao Yunyun looked at the man in glasses warily and said.
"These three people should be the messengers on the third floor. We have to be careful. I feel that they are not very friendly."
Hearing Zhao Yunyun's words, Xia Hanxin hugged her subconsciously. He tightened his grip on the wine jar.
"There shouldn't be any problems. When the boss comes, I don't know if they can survive."
Zhao Yunyun:...
Liu San:...
For a moment, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San were speechless, both were silent. Xia Hanxin was right, waiting for Lin Qian When we arrived, it was unclear whether the three couriers on the third floor could survive. It all depended on Boss Lin's mood.
Maybe they can survive if they are in a good mood, but if they are in a bad mood, they may not even be able to keep their ashes. Mu Qin is the best example...
"Huh? You three seem to have a good temper. Is it because the voice I asked just now is too low, or do you have bad ears?”
"If it's the former, I'm sorry, if it's the latter, I'm even more sorry..."
The man with glasses pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes looked very cold, but he had a smile on his face. , a considerate look.
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San all frowned. The man with glasses was a little bit weird.
Xia Hanxin stared at the man with glasses, and quietly looked around. After a moment of silence, she still chose to shut up and did not say anything back. She is too weak now, just wait until Boss Lin comes. .
Seeing that Xia Hanxin had no intention of speaking, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San gave up the idea of tit-for-tat, and also fell silent, ignoring the man with glasses.
The man with glasses narrowed his eyes with some surprise in his eyes. He and Xia Qing looked at each other, and they both had guesses in their minds.
It seems that these three people are not ordinary people. If nothing else, they should be ghost controllers.
"Xia Qing, are you sure we can go up to the fourth floor after this delivery?"
The man with glasses looked at Xia Hanxin opposite and asked softly.
"Well, I'm sure. As long as the letter sent this time is a red letter, we will definitely go to the fourth floor after delivering it." Xia Qing replied firmly.
After hearing Xia Qing's words, the man with glasses was thoughtful, with a strange look in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.
The dim hall became a little quiet for a moment, no one spoke, just looked at each other.
At this moment, three winding yellow mud paths appeared in the hall. The man with glasses, Xia Qing, Xia Hanxin and Zhao Yunyun all looked at them, with something in their eyes. Doubt and surprise.
On the three yellow mud paths, I saw a woman, a big man, and a child of fifteen or sixteen years old walking towards here. The three of them all had a trace of fear and uneasiness in their expressions.
After they walked into the hall, the yellow mud path disappeared instantly. The three of them were startled and looked around uneasily.
"W-where is this? Why am I here?"
The woman who spoke was a thirty-year-old woman with light makeup on her face and a spatula in her hand. Look like this It seemed that he came over while he was still cooking.
"Yes, where the hell am I? I just opened a letter, why am I here."
The big man among the three said, The voice was loud and rough, fitting his size.
The child did not speak, but looked around uneasily, with panic in his eyes.
Hearing the voices of the woman and the big man, Xia Hanxin and the three glasses basically understood what was going on, and couldn't help but look at them with a trace of sympathy.
"This is a newcomer. You are really lucky. When you come in, you will deliver a letter from the third floor."
The man with glasses pushed up his glasses, with a smile on his face, looking very amiable.
Hearing what the man with glasses said, the big man looked at the man with glasses, frowned, and had a strange expression on his face:
“Why does that skinny monkey look so polite and scum? Hey, thin monkey, do you know what this nook is? If you know, just be stunned. If you don’t, forget it.”
The bespectacled man's expression froze, and he pointed at himself:
"Huh? Are you talking to me?"
"Oh, why are you such a nonsense person? Except for you like You're a scumbag, you're so thin, so who are you talking to?" The big man looked at the man with glasses with an expression that looked like a fool.
Um...
The smile on the bespectacled man's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes were filled with gloom.
"Hey, I'm asking you something. Are your ears hard to use? Didn't you hear? If you know, just say it. If you don't know, forget it. What do you mean by not saying a word?"
The big man sees his glasses. He didn't say a word, and he immediately felt unhappy. This skinny monkey knew it if he knew it, and didn't know it if he didn't know it. Why didn't he say a word? Are you looking down on him?
The big man's voice was loud and resounded in the hall. Women and children subconsciously stayed away from this big man. After all, this big man looked vicious and did not look like a good person.
Xia Hanxin and the others looked at the big man with strange expressions as he walked towards the man with glasses and rolled up his sleeves. Looking at this posture, he clearly planned to fuck the man with glasses.
Xia Qing and the middle-aged man stared at the big man walking over with calm expressions. They didn’t say anything or remind him. Instead, after looking at the big man for a while, they turned to look into the hall. counter.
There is a rule in this ghost post office. I don’t know if it has always been there or just recently. When you come to the post office to pick up a letter, if a new person happens to enter, then the letter that was originally meant to be picked up upstairs will appear in the post office. On the counter in the lobby.
The newcomers will follow them to participate in this letter delivery task. No matter which floor the letter is from, the newcomers will participate. They have experienced this kind of thing once, so they are very familiar with it.
The big man walked towards the man with glasses aggressively. Although the surroundings were very strange, he couldn't care about it now. Depressed places tend to arouse people's anger more easily. This is the case with the big man now.
"Newcomer, are you serious?" The man with glasses looked at the big man, his eyes flashing coldly.
"You newcomer, why do you say something so incomprehensible? I didn't ask you this, tell me quickly what the hell kind of place is this, why did I come here!"
"If you don't explain clearly today, I will let you know what a fist as big as a sandbag is." The big man said with great displeasure.
"Haha, newcomer, want to know where this place is? Don't worry, you will know later."
The man with glasses suddenly said with a smile, a strange feeling in The big man's heart was filled with emotion, and the big man stopped subconsciously, his expression changing uncertainly.
Xia Qing and the middle-aged man did not pay attention to this. They stared at the counter, frowning and a little unhappy:
"Why hasn't the letter appeared yet? This is Is there anyone yet?”
According to the rules, the post office will only deliver the letter if all the couriers involved in delivering the letter have arrived at the post office, and this time it is very likely that they will send a red letter. If there are not many people, they will not be allowed to deliver the letter.
Thinking of this, Xia Qing's face became a little ugly. He looked up at Xia Hanxin and the other three, and after a moment of silence, he said:
"Do you still have a teammate who hasn't arrived? He What are you doing? I wonder if the mail delivery mission at the post office has started?"
Her tone was not very good, but her voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Hearing Xia Qing's words, Xia Hanxin and the other three looked a little strange and looked at each other with the same expression.
When the big man heard Xia Qing say that the post office's letter delivery mission had begun, he immediately became confused and stared at Xia Qing:
"Beauty, listen to your words, do you know where this place is? Can you? Can't you tell me what this is? This place really doesn’t look like a place for people to live. It’s so cold and eerie.”
Hearing the big man’s inquiry, Xia Qing ignored it and just kept talking. Staring at Xia Hanxin and the others, danger flashed in their eyes:
"Are you three mutes? You were silent when I was talking to you just now. Now I am talking to you angrily and you are still silent. What do you mean, do you really think we have no temper? ”
“Before I don’t care about you because I need you to deliver the letter together. But now that you are still like this, we don’t necessarily need you. It takes us much longer to go up to the third floor than you do. According to common sense, it is not an exaggeration for you to call us senior. .”
"Now that senior is asking you some questions in a low voice, and you are still pretending to be deaf and dumb, isn't it a little inappropriate? Or do you think the three of us are weak and not worthy of your speaking?"
Xia Qing His tone was very calm and his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San looked a little ugly and looked at each other. They all had no idea. Tell me, it doesn’t feel good. Don’t tell me. These three people have opinions...< br>
The atmosphere became a little weird for a while, and the hall was quiet. Xia Qing and the other three stared directly at Xia Hanxin and the others, waiting for them to speak.
The big man, the woman and the child holding the spatula also stared at Xia Hanxin and the other three. Although they didn't know what was going on, their herd mentality made them follow suit.
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. They were silent for a while, but they still didn't speak.
Seeing that Xia Hanxin was still silent and acting dumb, Xia Qing's face immediately turned cold. The middle-aged man standing next to Xia Qing stared at Xia Hanxin's embrace. He held the wine jar and was thinking about something in his eyes.
"Xia Qing, do you see anything about the wine jar that the woman is holding?" The middle-aged man patted Xia Qing gently and whispered.
Hearing the middle-aged man talking about this, Xia Qing and the man with glasses subconsciously turned their attention to the wine jar Xia Hanxin was holding in his arms. When they saw clearly that Xia Hanxin was holding The wine jar, the expression on his face suddenly became surprised.
"This seems to be a tribute to the grave. I have seen it before, in front of an old grave." The man with glasses pushed up his glasses, his eyes flashing.
"Well, it does look a bit like it. Even if it is not a tribute, it is undoubtedly a supernatural item. I just don't know what type of supernatural item it is. If it is a supernatural item that can resist evil ghosts, the effect will be quite big." Xia Qing said. .
Seeing both Xia Qing and the man with glasses say this, the middle-aged man became active. He stared at the wine jar in Xia Han's arms and was silent for a while before speaking:
"I have used up all the life-saving things I have on me. I almost died last time when I delivered the letter..."
Hearing this, Xia Qing and the man with glasses remained silent and did not speak. They knew what the middle-aged man meant, that is Let them not snatch this supernatural item from him.
Seeing that Xia Qing and the glasses were silent, the middle-aged man nodded with a smile on his face. He looked up at Xia Hanxin with a gentle expression:
"Little girl, can you show me the wine jar in your hand? I am very interested in this kind of old object. If you are willing to give it to me, then forget about what happened just now. We will not pursue it. If you are not willing, That’s okay, I can get it myself...”
The middle-aged man’s smile was gentle, but his words were not so gentle.
As soon as Xia Hanxin heard this, her expression suddenly changed, and her hand holding the wine jar couldn’t help but tighten:
“No way, this jar of wine is not for you. , If you dare to snatch it, don’t blame us for being rude.”
Xia Hanxin’s tone was firm and unquestionable. The middle-aged man and Xia Qing, the man with glasses, looked at each other. There was a sudden realization in his eyes that he was not mute.
"Oh, really? It's not for me? Little girl, some things are not yours to say."
The middle-aged man looked at Xia Hanxin with a smile, his eyes narrowed with a dangerous light. .
"You, what do you want to do?" Xia Hanxin looked at the middle-aged man warily.
“I’m not doing anything, I just want to get back the wine jar I lost a few days ago from you. I don’t have any other meaning besides that.”
The middle-aged man smiled at me Xia Hanxin came, and the glasses man and Xia Qing also followed.
When Xia Hanxin saw this posture, her face turned pale and she subconsciously stepped back, completely forgetting that she was still an international ghost master.
When the middle-aged man saw Xia Hanxin's appearance, he immediately understood that he was just an ordinary person. He probably relied on the wine jar to get to the third floor.
According to his idea, if the ghost controller would not be as cowardly as Xia Hanxin, he would have started fighting with them, so this also strengthened their determination to grab the wine jar. Such a good thing, let The best use is to take it by those in need, and give it to an ordinary person. Haha, overqualified and underused, it is a waste...
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San looked at the three men approaching in an aggressive manner. , all swallowed their saliva and stepped back involuntarily.
The three newcomers watched all this and stopped to watch. Even the big man who danced the most powerfully just now was silent. It was obvious that he could not get involved in this situation.
He hasn't figured out the situation here yet. He thinks it's better to play it safe and wait until he understands where this place is. Moreover, looking at the three men with glasses, there is obviously something wrong. If ordinary people see him acting like that.
I have been scared for a long time. Even if there is no expression on his face, he is still feeling it in his heart. But looking at the man with glasses, he does not look scared at all. Instead, he looks confident. It is obvious that he is not afraid of him at all.
The hall became quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was surprisingly strange. The middle-aged man walked towards Xia Hanxin and the others step by step. Xia Hanxin and the others subconsciously stepped back, with expressions on their faces. Very panicked.
The lights were dim, the portraits hanging on the walls were very calm, and a young man on the old stairs looked at all this with a smile. In the young man's arms was a sleeping little girl.
"Tsk, tsk, three ghost masters, one of whom is an Interpol, are actually afraid of an ordinary person and two ghost masters who are quick to revive the ghosts. Xia Hanxin, you are really embarrassing me."
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the hall was stunned. The middle-aged man's expression changed instantly, and he turned to look at the young man walking down the stairs.
Then he looked at Xia Hanxin and the others, his eyes full of disbelief, Interpol, are you kidding me? How could such a person be an Interpol?
Three ghost masters, these three are all ghost masters, damn, the three ghost masters are so coward...
And where did this young man come from? How could he come down from upstairs?
When Xia Hanxin heard this familiar voice, she quickly turned her head and looked over. Her eyes suddenly became cold. But after hearing Lin Qian's words, she felt a little embarrassed on her face. Not only her, but also Zhao Yun Yun and Liu San also looked embarrassed, silently lowering their heads and not daring to look.
Lin Qian walked down the stairs with a smile, her shoes squeaking on the stairs.
Walking to the lobby, Lin Qian looked at the red letter that suddenly appeared on the counter, his eyes flashing red.
"The messenger on the third floor? He looks very weak. Why is such a weak person so rampant?"
Lin Qian picked up the red letter, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look at it. With Xia Qing and the others.
The expressions of the bespectacled man, Xia Qing and the middle-aged man all changed. Among them, the bespectacled man and Xia Qing had deep fear in their eyes, not because of Lin Qian’s words, but because just now, they All the evil spirits on his body lost control and were directly suppressed to the point where they could no longer be felt.
This situation occurred only because of the appearance of this young man, that's all.
"Boss, this is the wine that Brother Fang asked me to bring to Coco. He said to let Coco drink it first, and when you get back, let Coco go and get it from the old man."
Xia Hanxin How clever he was, he quickly lifted the wine jar in his arms, ran directly to Lin Qian, and handed the wine jar over.
Lin Qian looked at the resurrecting wine in Xia Hanxin's hand. The red light in her eyes faded a little, and she gave up the idea of killing Xia Hanxin now. This woman was still of some use.
"Haha, Xia Hanxin is an Interpol police officer, how can he be so cowardly? Two people control a ghost's garbage, and both of them are about to recover. The three of you are afraid of it. This virtue.”
Lin Qian took the wine jar from Xia Hanxin's hand, with some disappointment in her eyes:
"Forget it this time, if you do this next time, the ghost in you will belong to me."
Listen Hearing Lin Qian's words, Xia Hanxin swallowed. , with panic in his eyes:
"Boss, boss, I know, there will be no next time, I promise!"
Xia Hanxin's tone was a little false, to be honest, she was very afraid of Lin Qian, she is afraid of death...
Lin Qian smiled, ignored Xia Hanxin, and pinched Coco's cheek:
"Keke, don't sleep, get up."
"Dad, is it dawn yet?" Coco rubbed her eyes drowsily, looking confused.
Lin Qian's lips twitched and he placed the resurrecting wine in Coco's arms:
"This is what your grandpa Fang gave you. Drink it first to wake up from drowsiness."
Coco held the wine jar, and she was still in a daze at first, but when she saw the wine in her arms, her eyes suddenly lit up. She held the wine jar, opened the mud seal, and took a big sip.
When the wine went into her throat, Coco's little face immediately turned red and her eyes narrowed into small crescents. It was obvious that she was in a good mood at the moment. After all, she had something to eat when she woke up. Everyone was in a good mood. good.
Lin Qian shook his head helplessly. He was such a snack. He didn’t care about Coco. Lin Qian stared at the red letter in his hand with some surprise in his eyes:
“This letter The letter can be torn. Did the post office make a mistake? "
"Who are you? "
But at this moment, the man with glasses couldn't help it anymore. After all, what Lin Qian was holding in his hand was the hope for the three of them to go to the fourth floor. If this young man's brain suddenly twitched, he tore up the letter or did something else. .
They are not sure if they can survive, after all, this is a red letter.
Hearing the glasses man speak, Lin Qian turned his head and looked over, with a smile on his face:
"Oh, who am I? Is this important? You shouldn't worry about it. Your own life?"
"You are very brave to threaten an Interpol police officer, and one of my own."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, the bespectacled man's face darkened, as did Xia Qing and the middle-aged man. Listening to Lin Qian's words, it seemed that he didn't intend to let them go.
“This is actually a misunderstanding. We were just joking. We didn’t really want to do anything to them. After all, we still have to deliver the letter together. One more person is better than one less person, and the success rate is higher. , isn’t it?” the middle-aged man said.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes. This man is interesting. Even now, he is still threatening him:
"Actually, I don't need you to deliver the letter together. It's just a red letter. It's no big deal. . ”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man’s face turned ugly and his eyes were full of gloom:
"You mean, you must be reluctant to give in? We were just joking, and nothing irreparable has really happened. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Really? A fight wouldn't be a good thing for you. I think it's better for us to bury the hatchet. Better, I believe you also know what the red letter means.”
The glasses man and Xia Qing both looked a little strange when they heard the middle-aged man’s words. The middle-aged man was not a ghost controller, so he didn’t know. What happened, if he knew what the situation was now, he might not say this.
The terror of this young man is not what it seems...
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at the middle-aged man with sympathy. This guy is quite powerful.
Lin Qian looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly felt that what he said made sense. It would not be good for him to fight. After all, he was not in a good mood right now.
"Well, what you said makes sense, so I'll do what you said without killing you."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression softened a lot. , just when he was about to say something like, being friendly makes you rich or something, you heard Lin Qian's next words.
“However, let’s wait until you survive first to talk about this.”
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Then the middle-aged man watched Lin Qian casually tear open the red letter.
The middle-aged man’s pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes full of disbelief and horror:
“You, you, you madman, do you know what you are doing!”
The expressions of Xia Qing and the man with glasses completely changed and turned pale, with deep fear in their eyes.
"What are you doing! Do you know what will happen if you tear up the red letter! You madman! You will kill everyone!"
The bespectacled man and Xia Qing roared at Lin Qian, with endless fear in their voices.
Lin Qian was very calm about this, Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San were also very calm. This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, so it was nothing to make a fuss about.
Only those three ordinary people didn’t know what was going on, but when they saw the three men with glasses, they knew something was wrong:
“Young man, what on earth have you done? "Why did you tear up the letter? Is there anything you can't talk about?" the woman holding the spatula said, looking a little uneasy.
The big man also noticed that something was wrong. The lights in the hall went out immediately, a chill appeared, and the portrait hanging on the wall trembled slightly.
The surroundings became quiet, and there were more than a dozen winding yellow mud paths. On each path, there was a vague figure walking towards the hall.
Footsteps sounded, and the faces of the three men with glasses changed drastically:
“Damn, I knew it.”
The man with glasses quickly took out a quilt from his pocket The scalpel was wrapped in gold and the gold paper on it was quickly torn off. A chill appeared on the scalpel and spread to the bespectacled man's body in an instant.
Xia Qing directly took out a white spiritual tablet, and without saying a word, he knelt on the ground holding the spiritual tablet. The man with glasses and the middle-aged man plopped down and knelt behind Xia Qing. The three of them lowered their heads. , amazing and terrifying.
The big man looked at the figures walking quickly, his pupils trembled violently, and he looked like he had seen a ghost. He turned around and ran towards Xia Qing, the man with glasses.
He is not a fool. In this situation, everyone can tell that something is wrong. The figures walking towards the hall are obviously not human.
Who can still walk with half their head? And it was walking so fast, it was obvious that this was not a human being, but a ghost!
As for why he ran towards Xia Qing instead of towards Lin Qian, this is very simple, because these three people seem to be the most reliable.
Looking at the posture created by Xia Qing and the others, and looking at Lin Qian and the others who did nothing, comparing the two, it is easy to tell who is the most reliable.
The other women and children were slumped on the ground at this moment, their eyes full of fear, their mouths open, and the boss seemed to be frightened.
Lin Qian looked at all this with a smile in his eyes, rubbed Coco's head, and was in a good mood:
"I didn't expect that tearing up the red letter would attract so many evil ghosts. . ”
Lin Qian is in a good mood now, and the depression of encountering the ghost in Huaihuang Village has disappeared.
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun, and Liu San hid behind Lin Qian in a tacit understanding, acting like I was trash and asking for protection from the boss.
Lin Qian didn't care, and turned to look at Xia Qing and the others, with some interest in his eyes. They saw a white spiritual tablet and a rusty scalpel, which looked very good.
Lin Qian's eyes flickered, and she walked to Xia Qing, lowered her head to look at the spirit tablet she was holding, with a little surprise in her eyes:
"There seems to be something about this thing, well, it's very It's mine."
Lin Qian reached out and pulled the spiritual tablet in Xia Qing's arms, and casually pulled the scalpel out of the bespectacled man's hand, looking at the two supernatural objects in his hand.
Lin Qian narrowed her eyes and looked up at the old clinic that suddenly appeared and the doctor wearing a blood-stained coat:
"This scalpel turns out to be his..."
Lin Qian thought for a while, put away the memorial tablet and the scalpel, and looked down at the three people who were stunned:
"I told you, I’ll talk about other things when you are alive, but now you come up with something like this, isn’t this? Are you slapping me in the face? I don't want you to survive."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Xia Qing's face turned ferocious:
"What are you going to do? We are just here. It’s just a joke, you want to kill us?”
The man with glasses was also extremely desperate at this moment, because those evil spirits had entered the hall. This young man obviously wanted everyone to die together, otherwise he would not have done such a thing.
The middle-aged man looked ugly. He was an ordinary person, and he only relied on supernatural items to deliver letters a few times. Now in this situation, he didn't even have a chance to resist.
He also understood this time that they had met a madman, a madman who didn't care about life or death. Just because they wanted to steal his wine, he actually tore up the letter and attracted so many evil spirits. .
Now, they have directly taken away their life-saving items by force. This is obviously because they want them to die! This guy is too arrogant and will take revenge.
Lin Qian looked at Xia Qing, shook his head with an easy-going expression, and walked towards the counter:
"There's actually no need to kill you. It's just that I'm not in a good mood right now. I just want to see if you can survive under so many evil ghosts. That's all."
Lin Qian sat down on the counter. , looking very casual, Xia Hanxin and the other three followed Lin Qian.
Hearing Lin Qian's casual tone, Xia Qing, the man with glasses, the middle-aged man, and the big man all turned extremely pale.
"You, you, you..."
Xia Qing pointed at Lin Qian and was so angry that she couldn't speak. Looking at Lin Qian's indifferent expression, she bit Ya stood up and forced a smile:
"We know we were wrong. We were wrong just now. Can you return our things to us? We can't live without these things."
In the dark hall, Xia Qing's voice echoed behind the footsteps It seemed particularly abrupt in the painting. Lin Qian looked very calm. He took out a white plum from the painting and handed it to Coco, without paying any attention to Xia Qing's intention.
At this moment, all the ghosts have entered the hall, and more than a dozen winding paths have disappeared. With the disappearance of the paths, the ghosts seem to have released their suppression.
All kinds of sounds suddenly appeared in the hall, including teeth grinding, crying, whispering, knocking on wooden boards, etc. There were many, very messy.
At the moment when these sounds appeared, the woman holding the spatula fell to the ground with a plop, her whole body stiffened, and body spots grew rapidly, and a putrid smell filled the entire hall.
"Ah, dead, dead!"
The face of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old child was full of fear, and his body kept retreating. I don't know if it was his action, but one of the children was heading towards Lin Qian. The approaching Li Gui paused slightly.
Then the expression on the child's face suddenly stiffened and became ashen, and the skin and flesh on his face fell off piece by piece. But in less than a while, all he could see on his face was to the blackened skull.
Xia Qing, the man with glasses, his pupils shrank violently, they knew that this was the evil ghost who started killing people.
Plop, plop
Two sounds of falling to the ground were heard, and Xia Qing was suddenly startled. He saw the middle-aged man and the big man falling to the ground with frightened expressions, and their bodies turned black in an instant.
"How could the pattern of when to be triggered be so fast!"
The man with glasses and Xia Qing looked at the two dead people in horror, with despair on their faces.
The hall was strange and bitingly cold, with more than a dozen evil ghosts gathering towards Lin Qian. Lin Qian watched all this calmly, not caring about the death of ordinary people who would die if they entered the post office, especially when he When it comes to cleaning up the post office, there's no difference between dying early or dying later.
Xia Qing and the man with glasses looked pale, and their bodies were filled with coldness. The man with glasses had cracks all over his body, and hands the size of thumbs kept crawling out of the cracks.
Lin Qian stared at the man with glasses, a little surprised in his eyes. He was attacked by seven or eight ghosts, but he was still alive. The ghosts in this guy were quite terrifying.
But judging from the appearance of the man with glasses, it is obvious that he cannot hold on for much longer.
Thump
Xia Qing fell to the ground, her expression downcast and her eyes empty. The bespectacled man looked at Xia Qing on the ground with uncontrollable fear.
Not long after Xia Qing fell to the ground, her body stood up strangely, with a numb and strange expression, and stiffly reached out to grab the man with glasses.
When the man with glasses saw this scene, his pupils trembled violently. This was the resurgence of the evil spirit.
The man with glasses looked up and looked around. A dozen ghosts were walking towards them. The footsteps were very strange in the hall. He was completely desperate and turned to stare at Lin Qian, his eyes full of resentment. color.
If he hadn't been unable to speak now, he might have started scolding directly.
Yinhan appeared on the man with glasses, and Xia Qing's hand also grabbed the man with glasses. The man's pupils shrank to the smallest size, and then his expression quickly disappeared.
Ghost hands tore his skin apart and crawled out of his flesh. The ghost hands were like maggots squirming on the bespectacled man's body.
When Lin Qian saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched and he felt a little disgusted. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and starving ghosts with red lights appeared in the hall.
More than a dozen ghosts were swallowed by the starving ghosts in an instant, including the man with glasses and the ghosts who revived after Xia Qing died.
The darkness in the hall quickly disappeared, the lights flickered a few times and turned on again, and the cold atmosphere dissipated.
Lin Qian looked at the four corpses, waved his hand, and the corpses instantly turned into ashes and disappeared.
Lin Qian got down from the counter and looked up at the disappearing portraits on the wall. She looked thoughtful in her eyes. She looked around and found that there was no problem.
He set his sights on the stairs on the first floor. If nothing else happened, he was going to deliver a letter. It was on the fourth floor, but he didn't know if he could tear it up.
After thinking about it, Lin Qian took back all the hungry ghosts. This time he made some money. There were more than a dozen fierce ghosts, and the increase in supernatural power after eating them was quite considerable.
Forget it, there are almost hundreds of ghosts that the starving ghosts have eaten one after another. According to the current situation, except for the ghost bride and the grocery store owner, the ghost controllers left over from the Republic of China Come and die one by one.
Of course, don’t come together, otherwise he won’t be able to do it...
“It’s time to control the ghost painting. According to the current level of terror of the starving ghost, if you enter the ghost painting, you should be able to ignore the ghost. The source of painting.”
"After Xiaoyue's painting is hung in the post office, I will control the ghost painting perfectly. If everything goes well, I will succeed in controlling it in a short time. After controlling the ghost painting, Zhang Xianguang's plan will be completely ruined."
Lin Qianwang looked at On the stairs on the first floor, I was silent for a while and walked towards the stairs. If nothing happens today, the letters on the fourth floor can still be torn. There were some problems with the post office today. Someone changed the rules of the ghost post office, otherwise it would not have appeared. Red letters can be torn.
I just don’t know if it is Zhang Xianguang or the corpse...
If it is the former, then it is very likely that Zhang Xianguang is about to start his plan...
If it is the latter , that should mean that her body still had a hint of consciousness. As he continued to tear up the letters, the ghost post office's suppression of her slipped.
Walking up the stairs, Lin Qian ignored Xia Hanxin and the others and disappeared up the stairs on the first floor.
Xia Hanxin, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at each other, with joy in their eyes:
"Fortunately, we are from the boss's side, otherwise we might also be eaten. Yes." Zhao Yunyun said with lingering fear.
Recalling the scene just now, Xia Hanxin and Liu San nodded silently, agreeing with Zhao Yunyun's point of view.
"Well, what should I do now? The boss has gone up. There should be some letters to deliver. Should we wait here or go up too?" Liu San asked, looking at the stairs.
After hearing this, Xia Hanxin and Zhao Yunyun were silent for a while, looking up at the light bulb, their eyes evasive:
"Well, let's wait for the boss here. Anyway, the boss is just going up. Maybe I'll be down soon, I Let's not bother the boss."
Xia Hanxin was silent for a while before she spoke. It was obvious that she didn't want to watch Lin Qian kill someone. The scene was simply too cruel, killing people and eating ghosts. Raising ashes is a one-stop service.
Zhao Yunyun and Liu San nodded, as if this idea was a good one...
Lin Qian walked towards the fourth floor, while Coco huddled in Lin Qian's arms, looking at I was very happy while gnawing on plums while drinking wine.
The old stairs creaked under the feet, and the dim lights reflected the ominous atmosphere.
The ghost painting is about to begin to control, Zhang Xianguang's arrangements have been completed, and the mysterious bride will arrive...
(End of this chapter)
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