Chapter 79 Gong (please collect and recommend)
Just like last night, countless chains appeared throughout the floor.
Fang Shiming looked and saw that Sun Rui was barely protecting himself under the protection of a paper umbrella; Li Yue and his party had been entangled in iron chains; Liu Qingqing was barely hiding under the protection of the supernatural power of high heels; Li Xinli was also mostly wrapped in iron chains, with only one right hand outside, clutching a hairpin.
Fang Shiming instantly appeared behind the male corpse and was about to cut it in two.
“Dang!!”
A strange sound sounded, and Fang Shiming's head turned into a ball of paste.
“Meow—”
Fang Shiming woke up after a moment and found that he had fallen to the ground, with a few drops of black blood flowing out of his ears.
It was only when he was close that he could clearly see what was in the female corpse’s hands.
What kind of disk is this? It’s clearly a flat gong, the kind carried by watchmen in ancient times.
Matching the gong is a small hammer wrapped in white cloth.
“This thing was never mentioned in the original work.”
Fang Shiming turned into a stream of light and dodged one chain after another. Looking back, Liu Qingqing had fallen to the ground motionless. , was wrapped up in iron chains; the remaining people were almost wiped out, only Sun Rui was still supporting him, and black blood was flowing from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.
The female corpse moved her right hand slightly, and was about to hit the gong again. Fang Shiming appeared in an instant and kicked the female corpse away.
The gong and wooden hammer also flew away, but the two objects that were not in contact still made a "dang" sound.
A black cat appeared on Fang Shiming's shoulder, making the atmosphere even weirder.
"Meow—"
"Meow—"
......
The black cat meowed a few times, and the originally rotten body of the female corpse began to intensify its decay. It even seemed like the upper and lower bodies were about to separate.
The chains all over the sky disappeared, and the male corpse remained motionless.
The two ghosts were suppressed.
"Bang."
"Dang."
The iron chain and the gong fell to the ground at the same time, and were taken into the space by Fang Shiming. The strength of this black cat is so powerful?
At this time, Fang Shiming was almost alone on the fourth floor, while Sun Rui and others were bleeding from their orifices and looked like they would not survive.
This is not in line with his vision. He has to hand over the ghost post office to Sun Rui, otherwise who will be the administrator? Besides, the administrator cannot leave the ghost post office without fixing the bug. He has no time to waste here.
First, the two ghosts were imprisoned in the ghost realm, and then a white light emerged from their bodies.
This white light is rich and spreads around, and the speed of diffusion is very fast. It seems to be out of control. The supernatural power overflows completely unreasonably and quickly fills the floor.
Suddenly.
He saw Sun Rui's blood flowing back from the seven orifices.
Subsequently, Li Xinli returned to normal, Liu Qingqing, and then Li Yue and his group were resurrected.
Returning to the way he was before the gong was struck, Li Yue was still smoking a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke in the air gradually returned to him, which was very strange.
Fang Shiming stopped restarting. As for those who died before, let them die.
At this time, a new staircase appeared. There was nothing strange about it, and it was exactly the same as the previous floors.
He started going upstairs again.
"Creak."
"Creak."
The sound of stepping on the wooden ladder,
A glass bottle appeared in his field of vision, inside It was equipped with a white arm, which was lifelike and not mutilated or deformed, as if it had just been cut off and put in.
He put it into the space, looked at the top of the stairs, and took a step up. Soon, an old wooden door appeared at the end of the steps. The wooden door was split, unlocked, half-covered, and horizontal. At the end of the stairs.
The fifth floor is slightly different from the previous one to fourth floors. Because it is the last floor, there is nothing else upstairs. There is only a roof without windows, and below the roof is a The hall, and surrounding it are seven rooms, which are identical to those downstairs.
"501502" and so on.
Fang Shiming looked around and found that he might have entered a deeper supernatural space, not the fifth floor in the true sense.
The hall was empty and dark at the moment, with only the slightly yellowish lights on.
There are many evil spirits on this floor.
At this time, Sun Rui and others walked in through the wooden door, and the old wooden door behind them suddenly slammed shut.
Li Xinli was very familiar with this place and introduced to Fang Shiming: "You can't enter the rooms here without permission. 502 and 501 are both death places. I used to be in No. 506, but now I don't know if there is anyone in there."
Fang Shiming didn't answer. He dispersed in the ghost world and didn't find the letter. He sighed in disappointment.
"You don't want to tear up the letter? I'm afraid of you." After Li Xinli finished speaking, she kept a distance from Fang Shiming.
Fang Shiming really wanted to enter Room 502 and tear the black letter into pieces, but the ghost post office was much stronger than in the original work. If Toshio couldn't handle the snow girl, would he have to use Mimiko's supernatural power again?
For a while, he fell into deep thought.
In the end, he decided not to tear up the black letter yet, but to wait until next time to tear up the letter.
Fang Shiming looked at the children's mobile phones and found that it was already noon. After imprisoning all the ghosts on this floor, he happened to go watch Mimiko's performance.
He said to everyone: "I am going to go to 502 to get the black envelope, and then clean up this layer of ghosts, and then leave the ghost post office."
Sun Rui limped behind him and said: "It's decided. I'm going to stay in the lobby on the first floor to prevent the messenger from entering. The evil ghosts in the post office will be cleaned up by Mr. Fang. It couldn't be better."
The remaining people are terrified. This is the fifth floor of the post office. We rushed from the third floor to the fifth floor. How will we survive in the future?
“You all go to room 506. I will take away the ghosts in the other rooms later!”
“Mr. Fang, how about I go with you? "No need." Fang Shiming pointed a little above Sun Rui, and a paper umbrella appeared in front of him, and then disappeared.
He walked to the door of Room 502, raised his samurai sword high, and struck down the door of Room 502 without hesitation.
The next moment.
The door was split open instantly.
The next moment, there was a slight cough from 501 next to me.
“Ahem, is there a new messenger?”
A voice came from room 501. The voice was weak and seemed unhealthy, but Yang Jian passed through the gap in the door and saw no one inside.
"You tried to destroy the door as soon as you got upstairs. Do you want to kill everyone? How did you get to the fifth floor?" Although the voice was weak, it revealed a trace of dissatisfaction.
Fang Shiming ignored the thoughts of the people in Room 501, slashed left and right, and then kicked the door open.
This room is extremely damp and cold, with mold growing on the walls. It looks like it has been abandoned for several years, and it does not look like it has been lived in or taken care of at all. (End of this chapter)