Chapter 72 Tear up the letter (please collect and recommend)
The rows of distorted fonts disappeared instantly, and another line of fonts that looked like a random patchwork appeared.
Morgue No. 44, Taiping Hospital, Daewoo City.
The time is midnight on the 16th.
The location is exactly the same, and a horrific supernatural event is about to break out in Daewoo City.
The words on the wall and the letter in Fang Shiming's hand were taken by Sun Rui with a camera.
Fang Shiming tore the red envelope into pieces.
The katana slowly came out of his body. He grabbed the handle and drew an afterimage in the air, holding two sword flowers. At this time, the blade of the sword was upward and was carried on his shoulder.
Unknowingly, his feet moved into a lunge and he looked around.
A gloomy wind rose from the ground, causing the old wooden boards to rattle.
Suddenly, there were bursts of crying around me. No, it wasn't crying to be precise, it was the sobbing of a child.
The sound came from a corner not far away, and the crying was getting closer and closer from far away.
In Fang Shiming's eyes, there was a little girl squatting in the corner, with her back to everyone, sobbing, holding a pencil in her hand. The pencil looked like it had been bitten, with dense teeth marks on it.
Soon, the little girl stopped crying. The pencil drawing is also mostly completed.
It is a picture of a human-shaped silhouette being hoisted into the sky and then falling apart. The child began to draw the human-shaped silhouette's face again.
It's very simple, but the face is Fang Shiming's, with the katana drawn on it.
Suddenly, a piece of white silk appeared strangely and wrapped itself around Fang Shiming's neck, trying to hang him up.
Although Bai Ling was clinging to Fang Shiming, she just couldn't let him stand on tiptoe. Fang Shiming stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Ling down. The supernatural power in his hand was activated, and Bai Ling turned into nothingness.
Fang Shiming felt another supernatural force that was about to tear him into pieces. This ghost was quite cruel.
The cheongsam on his body fluttered, and the supernatural attack was resolved in a flash of green light.
I hate children the most, especially little girls.
He stepped forward, and a corpse appeared in front of him. It should be the child's ghost slave.
He swung the sword fiercely, and the katana swung in front of him. After the crisp sound of the sword, a dazzling sword light was left behind, like half a bright moon, bright and bright, and as cold as frost!
The next moment.
The ghost slave was slashed in two, and then he sheathed the sword. Then, he rushed out quickly with small steps. At the fastest moment of his sprint, he drew the sword again.
The katana instantly penetrated the little girl's body and pinned her to the wall.
"Awesome."
Sun Rui's eyes were really opened. He suppressed a fierce ghost so easily. It was really unheard of and unseen.
The woman with heavy makeup took back the hairpin in her hand and looked at Fang Shiming in slight surprise. Said: "You must be a ghost controller! I had a guess yesterday, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."
Fang Shiming shook his head: "This ghost is too weak. I have always wanted to meet a few terrifying ones." Fierce ghost.”
The woman rolled her eyes and said: "The price of refusing to deliver the letter is much greater than the price of tearing it up. If you want to fight a powerful ghost, you don't have to take away the envelope, but you may kill the three of us."
< br>Fang Shiming was going to watch the scene of Mimiko killing Liu San in a few days, so he would have time to wait. He walked to the little girl, shrouded in the ghost realm, and took it away together with the katana.
The zigzag-shaped room on the first floor disappeared. 111213 All these rooms no longer exist, replaced by a huge staircase several meters wide.
The stairs are also made of wood. The material is the same as the floor I walked on before, but it is shrouded in a layer of darkness. The darkness becomes darker as you go up. In the end, it is impossible to see the end of the stairs clearly. There is nothing.
Without any hesitation, Fang Shiming immediately stepped on the wooden stairs and went all the way upstairs.
Sun Rui and the woman followed behind.
The wooden staircase has some kind of supernatural influence on the sense of distance and space, making it cluttered.
He looked up and saw that there was still darkness in front of him. The darkness condensed in the depths and turned into pitch black, blocking all sight. The same was true when he looked back. All he could see now was this section of the stairs. .
“Crunch.”
“Crunch.”
The sound made by stepping on the stairs seemed to be louder. He could even feel that the stairs were shaking. It felt like they were about to fall apart or collapse. It was very unsafe.
Without any further thought, Fang Shiming stepped onto the second floor.
A zigzag corridor, old and dark, barely illuminated by a few yellowish lights in the stairwell.
The wall next to it is mottled and dull. There are many stains on it, like blood smeared on it and dried. There are also some weird scratches and even some weird black pictures. I don’t know. It was formed after someone wrote on it with ink.
The structure of the second floor is no different from the first floor. The only difference is that you can no longer see the lobby of the ghost post office.
Fang Shiming's ghost realm instantly spread to the entire floor, and then a yellow envelope appeared in his hand. Just like on the first floor, as soon as his hand touched the envelope, it turned red.
At this time, many people, both men and women, came out of the seven rooms on the second floor. They all stared blankly at the envelope in Fang Shiming's hand.
Fang Shiming ignored them, as if they were like air and did not exist. He tore up the red letter in front of him in the eyes of everyone.
“Don’t tear it up.” A greasy aunt, who might have just gotten up, rushed to Fang Shiming with messy hair, but was blocked by the crowd.
"He tore up the letter? Damn it." Someone yelled, and his voice trembled.
Shredding a letter is equivalent to directly completing a letter delivery task, but this comes at a huge cost.
The messenger will be attacked by a fierce ghost, and such an attack will occur regardless of occasion, time, or place.
But ordinary people can't stop such an attack, and the mortality rate is as high as 100%.
Fang Shiming casually scattered the scraps of paper in his hand on the ground, and said slowly: "Shut up, all of you, or I will kill you in an instant."
"You guys, let's all come together. , kill him." A strong man stepped forward, holding a stool leg as a weapon, and rushed towards Fang Shiming.
"Ahem, Mr. Fang, why don't you do this yourself? I'll help you solve it."
Sun Rui limped to Fang Shiming's side, waving the golden cane to the strong man without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The man's spine was instantly broken, and he fell to the floor like mud. He kicked him and knocked him four or five times before he stopped.
“Everyone, come together and kill them.” A man wearing glasses shouted loudly, and several people around him heard the words and began to approach Sun Rui.
"Bang!"
Suddenly loud noises appeared.
The doors to the rooms on the second floor were all opened at this moment, and an invisible supernatural force began to disturb the surroundings. (End of this chapter)