A strange door opened.

Wang Yong was wearing pajamas, covered in blood and dirt, and was dirty, but he said nothing and remained silent. He just collected all the corpses on the ground and threw them into the door.

He took a look at the door. It seemed to be connected to an unknown supernatural place that did not exist in reality and could be used as a place to imprison evil ghosts.

Yang Jian didn't help, he was paying attention to the dead Liu Qingqing.

Li Yang sat aside to rest. His body was numb and it took him a long time to recover.

In a short time, all the corpses in the hall on the fifth floor were cleared away.

"Captain, are there only so many messengers on the fifth floor?" At this moment, Li Yang glanced at Wang Yong and then said.

Yang Jian said: "No, it's not just that, there are many more."

He learned from the stolen memories that there were more than just these messengers on the fifth floor. The accumulation of more than ten years could not only be like this. What's more, after the black letter appeared, there were already other messengers on the fifth floor.

"In other words, only part of them are coming today, and there will be messengers arriving one after another?" Li Yang said; "Will we take action later?"

"This is the most stubborn group. Their death means that the biggest resistance has disappeared. The remaining messengers are scattered and must be much easier to deal with than this." Yang Jian said.

Then he threw something to Li Yang.

That's a rusty iron hook.

It is also a supernatural item used by the soul seducer Zhao Feng. This supernatural item is very powerful, much stronger than the blood-stained mallet.

"Please keep this thing for future use, it will work better with you."

Li Yang was not polite and took it back: "The doll seems to be in a bit of a bad shape this time. It was shot away twice before, but now it has closed its eyes. It's a bit incredible."

He took out the old doll, and now the weird doll had its eyes closed and made no movement.

"What's the origin of the shovel? This doll can perfectly withstand the attacks of evil spirits, as well as the attacks of living people who look at it. Now it is hit by the shovel and its eyes can't be opened." Yang Jian frowned and looked at it.

The shovel held by Wang Yong on the side.

When he moved the corpse, he used a shovel instead of his hands.

This shovel seems to have the ability to suppress supernatural beings.

"It must be an incredible supernatural item." Li Yang whispered: "It cannot be left in Wang Yong's hands. He is not trustworthy yet. If such an item is placed on him, it will be fatal if he betrays him at a critical moment.

.”

"I know, I will let him hand it over." Yang Jian said.

At this moment, Wang Yong came over after finishing his work.

"All the corpses have been taken care of, and only Liu Qingqing is left. What are you going to do? I can throw her into that door if necessary."

Yang Jian said: "No need, Liu Qingqing is dead, but there is another person hidden in her body. I am waiting for her to be resurrected. In addition, the shovel in your hand is very dangerous, so I cannot give it to you for the time being, but I

I won’t treat you badly, I’ll give you this in exchange.”

After saying that, he threw out the bloody sharp knife.

Wang Yong's face moved slightly. He looked at the shovel in his hand, his eyes a little complicated. He was able to reach the fifth floor alive and almost delivered three letters and left the post office. The biggest reason was not that he controlled the ghost, but that he had delivered letters before.

I got this shovel very early in the mission process.

Without this shovel, he would have died many times.

"You are the boss, you make the decision."

He sighed, without much thought or reluctance. He took the bloody sharp knife and handed over the shovel.

Yang took the shovel and said, "Don't worry, I will return it to you when you become trustworthy, but not now."

"I understand, I have no objection." Wang Yong replied.

"What are you going to do next? If you want to complete the task of delivering the black letter, many people will die on the fifth floor. You should already know this task. Only the messenger who successfully delivers the letter can survive. Everyone else will suffer from the post office.

Cursed to die, we didn’t send the letter back then, not because we didn’t want to send it, but because no one dared to do it.”

He then mentioned his previous situation, which was the same as now.

Whoever holds the black letter will become the target of public criticism. At that time, no messenger on the fifth floor dared to say that he could definitely defeat the combined efforts of others.

Therefore, the plan of leaving black letters in the post office came up.

This is a solution that everyone is happy with.

It can not only avoid being killed by the post office curse, but also get rid of the control of the post office.

At that time, this plan had the best of both worlds, and there was nothing wrong with it. Otherwise, I would not have been able to live a peaceful life for more than ten years.

"It's impossible for me to deliver the letter. I didn't come to the fifth floor to deliver the letter to the post office. I just did it out of necessity to go upstairs." Yang Jian said calmly.

Wang Yong realized something: "If you don't send the letter, then there is only one option left..."

"Tear up the letter." Li Yang said calmly on the side.

Yang Jian took out the black letter: "What will happen if you tear up this black letter?"

"Generally speaking, if you tear up a letter, you will be attacked by evil spirits. After you resist it, the post office will assume that the letter has been successfully delivered. If you can't, you will die. As the floor goes higher, the letter delivery task becomes more difficult, and the number of times the letter is torn up increases. This

This attack will become stronger, did you tear up the letters downstairs?" Wang Yong said.

"I tore up two letters," Yang Jian said.

Wang Yong pondered: "Some people have said before that you can't tear up more than three letters at most, but in fact this is a misunderstanding. As long as you are strong enough, you can keep tearing up letters. There is no requirement for the number of times, but most of them

One cannot bear the price of tearing up a letter for the fourth time.”

"But I guess once the black letter is torn, the fifth floor will be restored to its previous state, and the messengers will start delivering letters normally. In this case, everything will be meaningless. As long as they keep delivering letters endlessly, the messengers will one day die.

.”

"Since you don't plan to deliver the message, it would be detrimental to you to restore balance on the fifth floor."

indeed.

Once Yang Jian tore up the black letter, the letter delivery mission started again on the fifth floor of the post office.

He could get rid of the post office with the help of black letters, but Li Yang could not. The black letters could only allow one person to escape the curse.

"The situation now is exactly the same as it was back then." Wang Yong said: "But this time you are the boss, you just make the decision. I don't have any opinions on any decision."

Li Yang also looked at Yang Jian. Although he said nothing, it was obvious that he had no objection.

At this time, Yang Jian, as the captain, had to make a decision.

"There's no rush. The black letter hasn't left the post office yet, and the delivery mission hasn't started yet. There's time to think about it." Yang Jian said, "And I still need to ask someone before making this decision."

After speaking, he looked at Liu Qingqing.

No.

Now we can no longer call her Liu Qingqing, but an unknown woman from the Republic of China period.

She is resurrecting with the help of Liu Qingqing's body.

This is a very evil thing. I really don’t know how that woman in the Republic of China did this. She has obviously been dead for so long, but she can still live.

But according to Yang Jian's speculation.

This woman from the Republic of China must have died, but her memory was preserved through some supernatural means, perhaps on the cheongsam, perhaps on the red high heels, or perhaps when all

She will revive when all the puzzle pieces come together.

This kind of recovery is not a resurrection in the true sense, but more like an inheritance.

For future ghost masters to inherit this memory, the key lies in whose memory dominates it all.

Just like Yang Jian, he was resurrected from the ghost. His memory dominated everything, so he was Yang Jian. But Liu Qingqing failed. She did not dominate the memory of this woman during the Republic of China, but was replaced.

But no matter what the outcome is, when the supernatural puzzle pieces are put together, this woman from the Republic of China will return.

This is a fact that cannot be erased.

Even if Liu Qingqing can suppress the dominant memory of this Republic of China woman, her next successor will still become a carrier.

If you think about it carefully, it seems a bit scary.

"Do you not want to wake up, or are you saying you can't wake up?" Yang Jian stared at Liu Qingqing's body and said, "I don't have the patience to wait forever."

She seemed to have heard what he said.

Liu Qingqing's cold, breathless body suddenly moved, and her eyes slowly opened, but her expression changed at this moment. It didn't look like Liu Qingqing's cold and arrogant look at all, but with a hint of smile.

She has a hint of charm, just like a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms.

"It's been so long since we've been apart from this ancient house. I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." She spoke, her voice changed, and it was extremely strange.

"It's not easy to replace the current person. It's not easy to resurrect from the past to the present. To be honest, you should thank me. Without my acquiescence, you wouldn't be able to come back so easily." Yang Jian asked.

She continued: "No, you are wrong. I have not been resurrected. I am a person born from the supernatural. I am neither her nor Liu Qingqing. You may not be able to understand what I say, but it doesn't matter. You take me

It’s okay to think of me as a resurrected person from the Republic of China period, but from now on I won’t be called Liu Qingqing anymore, you can call me Sister Hong.”

Sister Hong?

But at her age, let alone Sister Hong, she can be called Grandma Hong.
To be continued...