Yang Jian left alone not to rush home to rest, but to deal with the aftermath.

The red wooden stool brought back needs to be imprisoned and preserved, and the ghost that was taken away from Chen Qiaotou also needs to be properly handled. Once the supernatural being is leaked, it may be another headache for the supernatural incident.

He doesn't trust others doing it, so he still has to do it himself.

Fortunately, there are currently no others in Dachang City, so Yang Jian's job is relatively easy.

By the time I finished dealing with these things, it was already late at night.

Yang Jian left the safe house and walked alone on the path of Guanjiang Community, frowning as if he was thinking about something.

"After struggling to come back to life on the edge of death, Feng Quan controlled the third ghost. If I am not wrong, Feng Quan's memory has been restored by this time. The blood-stained newspaper seems to have the supernatural power to modify the memory.

It has failed, which can be seen from the change in his name for me."

"But it doesn't matter. In this situation, what will happen even if he recovers his memory?"

After Yang Jian thought for a while, he skipped this matter, and then continued to calculate: "The ghost post office matter is not over yet. Next time if the letter delivery task occurs, I will be on the fourth floor of the ghost post office. The ghost post office is on the fourth floor."

There must be a ghost controller on the fourth level, otherwise ordinary people would have died long ago given the danger of delivering letters on the fourth level."

During the letter delivery mission on the third floor of the Ghost Post Office, he had already encountered the incident in Room 301 of Dachuan City, and almost fell into trouble there.

At the fourth level, the level of danger will definitely continue to increase.

He had no idea what supernatural events he would be exposed to at that time.

In addition, there is one more important thing to pay attention to than the ghost post office, and that is that the transaction between you and the ghost closet has not been completed yet.

The transaction content of the ghost closet is to let yourself enter an old house and open a locked wooden door.

The key is still in Yang Jian's hand.

But I don’t know where that ancient house is.

The ghost closet only gave Yang Jian ninety days. Although there are still nearly two months left, what makes him feel uneasy is the horror behind the deal and the price of breach of contract.

"Can I now bear the punishment after the failed transaction with Ghost Cabinet?" Yang Jian did not think about completing the transaction at the first time.

The first thing he thought of was cheating.

The deal with the ghost closet is a path of no return to death.

You can only use the Ghost Cabinet to help you survive in emergencies, but you can't keep trading with the Ghost Cabinet, so in the end you have to choose a suitable opportunity to cheat. If you don't do this, you will definitely be fooled to death by the transaction content of the Ghost Cabinet.

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With this thought.

Yang Jian came to the top floor of a decorative bell tower in the community.

An old-fashioned cupboard painted with bright red paint is quietly placed here. Although this cupboard looks normal, it always reveals a strange and strange feeling that makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"The red wooden bench, the red cupboard... are all products of the same era." Yang Jian looked at the paint that seemed to be dripping like blood on it, and immediately thought of the paint he had brought back before.

Red wooden bench.

This is a supernatural object from the Republic of China period. It has the characteristics of that era in terms of appearance and style.

But Yang Jian is not studying this now.

He stared at the ghost closet with slightly hesitant and thoughtful eyes.

After thinking for less than half a minute, Yang Jian seemed to have made a decision.

His ghost eyes turned strangely, a red light flashed past, and a golden cracked spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

"It's time for closure."

Yang Jian looked at the rusty hatchet, and a black shadow gradually covered it.

Without any hesitation, the supernatural weapon in his hand immediately struck hard at the red ghost cabinet.

If the ghost closet has supernatural powers, then the hatchet will definitely be able to cause damage to it.

Therefore, Yang Jian planned to hack this ghost closet tonight.

really.

As the rusty blade in his hand fell, the red-painted wooden cabinet was immediately split open with a huge hole, almost splitting from the middle.

The weapon in his hand seemed to be too sharp, and he didn't even feel much resistance.

Yang Jian looked at the huge gap in the ghost cabinet and his expression moved slightly.

The cracked hole in the ghost cabinet was strangely leaking blood, as if the knife was not struck on wood, but on a living body.

"Now that we have taken action, we cannot back down."

Yang Jian ignored this supernatural phenomenon. He raised the cracked spear in his hand again. The ghost shadow penetrated, touched the hatchet and continued to chop.

The second knife was more severe, and the door above the ghost cupboard was directly chopped off.

It was pitch black inside the cupboard door, and the black was squirming, as if something was shaking inside.

"It's strange that I didn't suffer the backlash from the curse of the hatchet." Yang Jian later discovered that his body was normal.

The terrible curse of the hatchet did not appear.

"What's going on? Could it be that the existence of the ghost closet is not a ghost, and Hatchet's judgment is invalid? But if it is not a ghost, then why does Hatchet's ability to dismember ghosts work?"

Yang Jian felt that there was something doubtful inside.

But this question was temporarily suppressed by him.

It's a good thing that the Curse of the Hatchet didn't appear.

The third knife struck without any hesitation.

Most of the ghost cupboard was completely cracked, and the cupboard door above was completely shattered.

The darkness deep inside the cupboard door also disappeared with the blow of the knife, as if what I just saw was an illusion.

However, the blood continued to seep out.

The blood did not flow from the ghost closet, but seeped from the wooden board.

When Yang Jian saw the knife, blood splattered.

But this supernatural phenomenon still cannot stop his actions, and it is generally difficult to change the things he has decided.

The fourth knife, the fifth knife...

Yang Jian moved very quickly, and with one slash of his sword, the ghost cabinet collapsed in front of his eyes at an unimaginable speed, turning into a pile of wooden boards and wood chips. However, these wooden boards and wood chips were soaked in blood, revealing a kind of

Inexplicable weird feeling.

soon.

The movements in his hands stopped.

Because it's over.

The ghost cupboard was chopped into pieces with a hatchet, and not a single board was intact.

The deal with Ghost Cabinet seems to be a done deal.

But Yang Jian was not careless. His ghostly eyes were turning restlessly, still peeping at the pile of wooden boards soaked in blood in front of him.

He wanted to see if the ghost closet would produce any other supernatural phenomena.

Time passed little by little.

In order to be on the safe side, Yang Jian observed it for a full hour.

However, nothing happened within this hour.

The wooden boards on the floor remained unchanged, and the blood that kept seeping out had stopped long ago.

All the supernatural phenomena seemed to have subsided.

"Is this the end of the matter? This is too simple. The ghost closet showed no sign of resistance."

Yang Jian frowned.

He was even ready to fight the ghost closet.

But no one thought that things would go so smoothly.

It was so smooth that it felt unreal, because according to Yang Jian's experience and speculation, he would definitely have to take considerable risks by hacking the ghost closet, and he even considered the possibility of failure.

"Since there has been no response so far, this matter can be considered settled for the time being." Yang Jian did not intend to wait like this forever.

He collected all these things on the ground, packed them in gold boxes, sealed them and buried them deep underground, and buried them quite deep.

If nothing else happens, these blood-stained wooden boards will never appear in this world.

"Let's go back."

After packing these things, Yang Jian returned to his residence.

The five-story single-family villa is located near the entrance of the community, facing north and south, facing the river. Even late at night, the lights inside and outside the villa are bright, with no intention of turning off the lights.

Yang Jian was standing in front of the door on the first floor. He didn't know why, but he felt a little strange.
To be continued...