Chapter 73 Female Corpse (please collect and recommend)
The dim lights in the corridor flickered slightly. A cold, dark atmosphere was spreading rapidly from downstairs at this moment.
Uneasiness immediately rose from everyone's heart.
"It's over." Someone opened his eyes wide and his heart was trembling.
The price for tearing up the letters appears. The ghost will kill all the messengers on this floor.
Fang Shiming still looked calm. After tearing up the letter, he calmly took out a white oil-paper umbrella. There were characters on the oil-paper umbrella. After careful inspection, he found that most of them were Chinese characters, mixed with small ancient Japanese hiragana characters. The characters glowed with a strange light blue light.
On the first floor, he discovered that using a samurai sword to dismember a ghost would cause the ghost's level to drop. If he bought it into the system, he would suffer a lot. Should he help the ghost to connect the puzzle pieces again? For ghosts on the second floor, oil-paper umbrellas, cheongsam, and high heels are enough.
Some strange noises seemed to be coming from some rooms. A figure appeared behind Fang Shiming. When the figure appeared, snowflakes splashed, forming a barrier in front of him.
"Mr. Fang, something's wrong, it seems like it's more than just a ghost." Sun Rui said as he walked away from the door.
“Ah!”
Suddenly a scream of horror suddenly sounded.
A man standing in the corridor suddenly felt as if his body was pulled by something. He flew backwards and crashed into the open room behind him.
"Bang!"
With a loud sound, the door suddenly closed again at this time, and the screams of the man who was dragged inside by something stopped abruptly.
Fang Shiming's eyes shrank. It was not that he was afraid of the ghost, but that he recalled some horrific things. Since returning to the safe house, he tried to stay as far away from cabinets and other items in the room as possible. .
The next moment, Sun Rui's face changed suddenly. He felt a huge pulling force from the door of the room. The door was about to open again, and there was some incomprehensible supernatural force inside that was trying to suck him in.
"Cough, cough."
"Cough, cough."
Sun Rui was like a person about to die, coughing violently, which made people feel horrified. What's strange is that his coughing sound was accented. It was obviously a person coughing, but another coughing sound echoed in the room. That sound overlapped with Sun Rui's sound, but the degree of overlap was not that high. It was somewhat different. disparity.
As the supernatural power spreads, the pulling force slowly disappears.
Suddenly, a little girl appeared next to Fang Shiming. I don't know if she was affected by Sun Rui's cough, but she also started coughing violently.
“Damn it. It’s obviously not time.”
Without any time to think, Fang Shiming took out the powerful spray from the space, took off the cap of the spray, shook it vigorously, and sprayed Mimiko Hold her in your arms, tilt her head back, put the nozzle in Mimiko's mouth, and press the aerosol.
"Bah."
A kitchen knife stabbed into Fang Shiming's lung. The ghost body, cheongsam and kimono were as fragile as pieces of paper. What was even more frightening was that Mimiko didn't let go this time, holding her little hand Holding a kitchen knife, staring at him strangely, not to mention giving him candy.
Fang Shiming doesn’t know what went wrong? A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and cold hair stood on end.
Just when he was extremely nervous, Mimiko put her other hand into his pants pocket, fumbled for a long time and took out a children's mobile phone, spit out a candy ball from her mouth, and handed it to Fang Shiming.
It turned out that I was looking for my mobile phone, which scared me to death.
Fang Shiming quickly ate the candy ball and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he watched Mimiko disappear.
Looking at Sun Rui, who looked very unhappy, it seemed that he had used too much supernatural power and was about to wake up.
The paper umbrella appeared behind him and gently tapped Sun Rui's back, suppressing the evil spirit in his body.
"Thank you, Mr. Fang. The little girl who coughed just now."
Fang Shiming immediately moved away from Sun Rui and looked at him seriously.
"Mr. Fang, I just want to ask about her cough." Sun Rui quickly explained.
Suddenly.
A messenger suddenly screamed in terror.
The door to the room a few meters away behind him opened wide. In the dark room, an irresistible suction force appeared, pulling him directly back.
Although the man held on to the wall, it was to no avail and he was still quickly dragged in.
Only the desperate eyes and shrill screams were left. His fingers slid across the ground, leaving several deep blood marks.
“Bang!”
The door is closed.
All the movements returned to calm again.
Fang Shiming kicked the door open and saw a female body with rotting clothes, pale body and bruises, staring at the courier he had just caught with a pair of hollow, numb eyes.
Two bruised hands strangled the messenger's neck. Fang Shiming appeared next to it, and hit the female ghost's head hard with the paper umbrella in his hand, causing it to become sluggish for a few seconds.
Fang Shiming was not polite. He hit the female corpse seven or eight times in an instant until it was completely motionless, and put the evil spirit away.
He looked at the courier lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, his neck hanging to one side, and his blood-stained hands stretched towards the door, seeming to be making a final struggle, but his breath was gone and his body was Quickly icy.
He died just after being attacked. Fang Shiming got up and walked out of the room.
"Come out, come out, he's not dead, not dead." The two people hiding in the corner shouted anxiously.
But at this time.
A thick black fog like a haze gradually rose up in the middle of the corridor, as if it was going to cover the entire floor. However, the thick black fog quickly dissipated after a moment of rolling and stirring.
A wooden staircase appeared in the middle and extended to the corridor.
A hole also appeared in the wall, opening up the corridor and the wooden staircase.
Fang Shiming took the lead and walked up the creaking old wooden stairs.
Sun Rui followed behind without flinching. The woman with heavy makeup also followed upstairs. The remaining two people hesitated for a moment, but quickly followed because other places on the second floor were being eroded by darkness, the rooms were disappearing, and everything on the second floor was being erased.
After Fang Shiming stepped onto the third floor, he looked around. There are almost no changes like the second floor. It is also a corridor with a back-to-back shape, but the only difference is that the middle patio is no longer empty, but there is an open space with a few furnishings. At first glance, it looks a bit like It feels like being back on the first floor again.
"31, 32, 33" Fang Shiming looked at the house numbers. This is the third floor of the ghost post office.
The woman said: "Don't you still want to tear up the letter? Even for a person like you, it is impossible to tear up three letters in a row. The red letter should only appear under special circumstances. It can’t happen every time.”(End of Chapter)