Chapter 241 Welcome to the Weird Post Office


Chapter 241 Welcome to the Weird Post Office

In the dim hall, the words of the panda-eyed young man made Lin Qian slightly amused. He stood up from the ground. Lin Qian looked at the panda-eyed young man and the others, and thought about it. They said:

"My original idea was that everyone in the post office must die. After all, the couriers in the post office are not good people."< br>
“However, there have been some changes in the post office recently, and my thoughts have also changed. The post office’s courier can still handle many things, such as dealing with resurrected ghosts, etc., it is still very useful.”

Speaking of this, Lin Qian looked at the panda-eyed young man with a smile on his face, and continued to say without paying attention to the confused people:

"So, you are lucky to be alive. Although I have not been in a good mood recently, but for the sake of you finding me a lot of fun, I can remind you."

Speaking, Lin Qian pulled off the black paper wrapping half of the female corpse in his hand, and a coldness suddenly emerged. Lin Qian turned to look at the other half of the female corpse that appeared next to him, raised the corners of his mouth, and directly stretched out his hand to throw it over.

The two corpses merged instantly, and the female corpse slowly disappeared. Seeing this scene, Lin Qian turned to look at the stunned people, with a vague smile on her face:
< br>"Everyone, welcome to the Ghost Post Office. This is not paradise or heaven, but hell. Try to survive."

After saying that, Lin Qian turned and walked towards the stairs on the first floor, with dull steps. The sound struck hard in everyone's heart.

Looking at the young man who told them part of the truth, he just disappeared on the first floor. Several people stood there blankly, with expressions full of horror.

Even the chuunibyou who was beaten into a pig's head stared blankly at all this, muttering to himself, "Impossible, how could it be like this."

As Lin Qian walked up the stairs, he didn't care what those ordinary people would think and whether they might not be able to accept it for a while. These things were not within the scope of his consideration.

Lin Qian looked at the woman walking in front expressionlessly. If she was not needed to stabilize the post office, he would not have spliced ​​the woman's body.

According to his temper, he would have swallowed it all in one gulp, so this woman can be considered scary.

"I can clean up the entire ghost post office at once this time. The couriers on the fifth floor are just scraps. After cleaning up the ghost post office, you can consider asking someone to take over the ghost post office."

"After all, let me If the ghost post office continues to mess around like this, God knows what troubles will occur. Take the last ghost show as an example, it was caused by a messenger."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian lowered his head and thought about it. I carefully selected candidates, but after thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of anyone.

"Xia Hanxin comes to manage the post office? Forget it, this garbage may die in a few days, Fang Chengshi? This won't work, he still has to keep an eye on Dajiang City, and besides, Mr. Fang doesn't I will agree.”

After thinking about it, Lin Qian suddenly discovered that there was no one around him who could manage the post office:

"Alas, there are still too few people. If I had known earlier, I should have recruited a few more capable juniors."

"Forget it, let the headquarters send someone to take over the ghost post office. Anyway, the headquarters is not equipped to deal with the upcoming recovery. I am very interested in supernatural events, so I asked someone trustworthy to come over and be the administrator. Once a supernatural event is about to occur somewhere, report it directly to the headquarters and let them The headquarters will arrange for the person in charge of that place to handle it."

"This will save time and effort, and there will be no major accidents."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian suddenly felt that he was really special. He is a genius. If the headquarters is allowed to manage the ghost post office, according to Wang Xiaoming's IQ, the full effect of the ghost post office can be fully exerted.

And if he needs to use the ghost post office in the future, it is impossible for the headquarters to refuse.

Lin Qian looked at the female corpse slowly disappearing in front of her, and her mood suddenly felt a little better. Sure enough, a good mind meant she felt comfortable.

Walking up to the second floor, Lin Qian looked and saw that there was no courier. This meant that the entire post office currently only had a few newcomers on the first floor. This was good news.

Without hesitation, Lin Qian walked up to the fourth floor and looked at the fifth floor stairs that appeared. Lin Qian’s eyes flickered slightly:

“The guy on the fifth floor made a little move. A letter from the fifth floor was sealed in a room. Because no one was there to deliver the letter, the letter remained undelivered. "

Because the ghost post office has a rule, that is, the ghost post office will only deliver a new letter after sending a letter or tearing up a letter, that is, the previous letter must disappear. What they did happened to create a bug, and because of this, the ghost post office stopped delivering letters from the fifth floor. ”

"And they don't have to continue delivering letters. Ha, they are really a group of smart guys. Another change in the ghost post office is due to the work of this group of people."

"Originally, the role of the ghost post office was to suppress those The evil ghost who is about to revive is now because of the messenger on the fifth floor. All the letters sent by the ghost post office are to release the restricted ghosts. This is one of the reasons why the ghosts recovered so quickly."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Qian's mouth, and he stepped up to the five steps. Floor, there will be one messenger alive on the fifth floor today, even if he doesn't come.

Coming to the fifth floor, the layout of the fifth floor is basically the same as other floors. There are seven rooms, dim lights, and old.

Lin Qian looked at all this, his eyes flashing red, staring at a room, and walked over. There were three ghosts in there, and a letter, because this letter was not sent out. After receiving the letter, the ghost post office changed.

Standing in front of the door, Lin Qian thought for a moment, then turned to look at the looming female corpse. His eyes flashed red, and he raised his foot. The door opened instantly, and four or five starving ghosts entered the room directly. inside the door.

In less than a moment, there was only a moment of coldness in the room, and then, and nothing more, four or five hungry ghosts, three hungry ghosts walked out with a fierce ghost in each hand. room, another holds a black letter in his hand.

Lin Qian's lips curled up slightly, letting the starving ghosts eat the three fierce ghosts. He then reached out and took the letter. The moment he took the letter, Lin Qian turned his head slightly, feeling cold. Appeared suddenly.

Lin Qian knew that this was the beginning of the release of the backlog of supernatural beings in the Ghost Post Office, and all the messengers who had gone to the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office were about to arrive here.

"Hurry up as much as possible, I'm already a little hungry..."

Looking at the stairs on the fifth floor, Lin Qian's face was full of smiles. When he walked to the counter on the fifth floor, Lin Qian sat directly on it and waited for their arrival.

At the same time, in various places, the moment Lin Qian took the letter out of the room, winding yellow mud roads appeared in various places.

A middle-aged man who was handling live fish suddenly changed his expression. Looking at the winding yellow mud path, his eyes were full of gloom:

" Whoever did this is really looking for death!"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, stood up, and walked towards the winding yellow mud path, his face full of ferocity.

In a certain apartment, a couple who had just put their child to sleep were cuddling together and watching TV. But suddenly the room became dark, and the couple's expressions suddenly became extremely gloomy, staring at the very familiar yellow mud in front of them. On the path, teeth were clattering.

“What the heck, someone took out that letter, and the ghost post office wants us to deliver the letter again!”

“Who is so unafraid of death? You can’t live a good life, but you have to go Touch that letter! "

The couple, with fierceness in their eyes, sat up from the sofa and walked towards the path. They wanted to see who was not afraid of death and dared to touch it. That letter.

This situation is happening in various regions. Everyone is walking towards the ghost post office aggressively. Their goal is simple. Whoever asks them to deliver letters will die.

They finally felt at ease and enjoyed a few good days without being so worried. However, just a few years later, they were asked to return to hell. They couldn't do it and they wouldn't be willing to do it.

From this moment on, all the messengers on the fifth floor had only one idea in their hearts: to kill the person who ruined their peaceful lives at any cost.

A sense of immediacy in forming a group to fight the BOSS appeared in all the messengers.

In the Ghost Post Office, on the fifth floor, Lin Qian was sitting cross-legged on the counter, holding his face with one hand and tapping the red umbrella gently with the other.

Coco is riding on Lin Qian’s neck, with her little head resting on Lin Qian’s head. She is watching the animation cached in advance on her mobile phone, with a straw in her mouth. The end of the straw is A jar of resurrecting wine held in the arms of a starving ghost.

Lin Qianbai looked at the stairs on the fifth floor boredly, feeling in her heart that these messengers were coming so slowly.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the dim light made Lin Qian squint his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Tick-tock, tick-tock

A somewhat anxious footsteps sounded from the stairs, and a flash of red light suddenly flashed in Lin Qian’s narrowed eyes:

“Here we come. ”

But when she saw clearly who was coming, Lin Qian rolled her eyes and instantly lost interest.

"Boss?"

Xia Hanxin, who ran up from the first floor, was almost frightened by the scene in front of her as soon as she reached the fifth floor. If she hadn't recognized Lin at a glance, Qian, she thought she was about to be attacked by a fierce ghost.

At this moment, Xia Hanxin's face was extremely pale, the coldness on her body was extremely strong, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes. Looking at this situation, if nothing unexpected happened, the evil ghost would be revived.

Seeing that the person coming was Xia Hanxin, Lin Qian thought of something in her mind. Seeing that the evil ghost was about to revive, it should be caused by dealing with the supernatural incident in the morgue.

Now that Xia Hanxin came to him alive, if nothing unexpected happened, the matter in the morgue should have been resolved.

"Is the matter settled?" Lin Qian asked lightly.

"Huh?"

Hearing Lin Qian's sudden question, Xia Hanxin swallowed her saliva, wondering if the ghost had overrevived and made her brain dull. It took her a while to realize what Lin Qian was asking.

“Well...well, it’s solved.”

Hearing Xia Hanxin's stammering voice, Lin Qian's expression did not change, and even his body movements did not change.

"Well, I know, you did a good job. Come over here and don't block the stairs." Lin Qian said.

"Okay...Okay!"

Xia Hanxin quickly walked behind Lin Qian, behind the counter, with her head lowered and a strange expression on her face, sometimes numb, sometimes painful and peaceful. Frightened.

The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched. He had nothing to say to this woman, so he forced himself to run here. But because he was afraid, he kept silent and asked him to help suppress the ghost's recovery?

"Am I that scary?"

Lin Qian murmured to himself, a drop of water appeared on Lin Qian's fingertips, and then hit Xia Hanxin's eyebrows.

This woman's performance this time is very good. She survived, which is somewhat effective. Just let her not die for the time being.

The water droplet collided with Xia Hanxin's eyebrows. Before Xia Hanxin could react, the water droplet entered her brain.

The moment the water droplets entered her brain, the sometimes painful and sometimes numb expression on his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a touch of relaxation.

Feeling this scene, Xia Hanxin's eyes were filled with joy of surviving the disaster. She looked at Boss Lin's back and was about to say thank you, but she heard Lin Qian's voice without any emotion.

“Shut up and wait quietly.”

Hearing this, Xia Hanxin shrank her neck and shut her mouth honestly, just like this. Stand quietly behind the counter.

Lin Qian is too lazy to care about her now. He will protect her consciousness first, and after this incident is over, he will help her control the second ghost and kill it.

He was not in the mood to do this now. Lin Qian's eyes were squinted, and a faint red light came out from them. He just stared at the stairway on the fifth floor quietly, and the red ghost umbrella kept knocking. against the edge of the counter.

The chains swayed slightly, but never collided together. The atmosphere was very strange and a little weird, because the dialogue of the anime characters coming from Coco's mobile phone was indeed a bit funny.

Lin Qian didn’t think anything about this. It was boring anyway, so it was nothing to listen to.

On the dark fifth floor, I don’t know how long it had passed, but there was finally movement on the stairs leading to the fifth floor, and footsteps sounded from the stairs.

A little anxious, and very heavy. Listening to this voice, I feel very angry. It feels like it is coming with anger.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked up to the fifth floor with an extremely gloomy face. The fishy smell on his body could be smelled from a distance.

As soon as the middle-aged man arrived on the fifth floor and saw the scene in front of him, his face froze instantly, his pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away.

There is only one thought in my mind: "What the hell, why are there so many ghosts on the fifth floor!"

In the eyes of middle-aged people, Lin Qian does not look like a person, with those eyes The thing with the flashing red light and the wine jar in his hand was a ghost without even looking carefully.

Since these are all ghosts, then the little girl and woman are also ghosts...

There are so many evil ghosts here, why don't they run away? Waiting to die? He felt he couldn't do it.

But before he could implement this idea, Lin Qian seemed to have guessed what he was going to do. He lightly knocked on the counter with the red umbrella in his hand, and the middle-aged man froze in place instantly.

The expression on his face also became stiff, and there was deep fear and disbelief in his eyes. Lin Qian looked at the middle-aged man, and the corners of his mouth curled up:

"Go over there, put your hands. Squatting with your head in your hands, I want to see how many messengers there are on the fifth floor."

As soon as Lin Qian finished speaking, the middle-aged man walked toward the corner with dull steps. As expected. As Lin Qian said, he put his head in his hands and squatted down.

“What a good and obedient child. It seems that your mother taught you well.”

Lin Qian looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, a dangerous red light flashing in his eyes.

Hearing what Lin Qian said, the middle-aged man almost cried. He didn't bring such a bully and directly controlled his body. Now he can't even speak.

Where on earth did this guy come from, and why did he take action whenever he disagreed? He didn't offend him either! From the beginning to now, he hasn't even said a word!

What kind of thing are you doing...

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with fear. If he could, he might have knelt down and kowtowed. As long as he could survive, he would do anything. Unfortunately, The thing is, he can't do anything now. I’m not feeling well, so I’ll just do this for today, sorry everyone

(End of this chapter)

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