The lights are turned off at the post office at 6 o'clock.

This rule also seems to apply to the fifth floor of the post office.

Yang Jian and Li Yang were staying in Room 507. At this moment, the lights suddenly appeared in the dim room, as if the power was turned on. The outside was originally dim, but it suddenly became dark. The light in the room could not extend outside.

"It's six o'clock." Li Yang's eyes moved slightly, paying attention to the changes around him.

Everything was normal in the room. The previous corpse that was deliberately left behind was thrown out, so there were no ghosts in this room and it was confirmed many times that it was safe.

Yang Jian held a long spear with a cracked hair, and his ghost eyes were emitting red lights under the yellow light. He moved his body at this moment.

"It's time for me to act. As mentioned before, Room 507 is our retreat. There must be no problem. Nothing except me can be put in. If there is a fierce thing that cannot be dealt with, use this thing."

After he said that, he put down a worn doll.

This time, Yang Jian prepared more thoroughly, and he would bring any supernatural items that might be used.

"Captain, don't forget, I still have this, so you should hold this doll captain. This thing is very powerful and can fight against the very terrifying evil spirit at critical moments." Li Yang shook the bloody little mallet in his hand.

Once this thing hits the evil spirit, it can repel the evil spirit, or even let it enter a short-term stagnation and suppression. It is considered a relatively powerful supernatural item.

It’s just that Yang Jian has coffin nails, so this thing is not needed.

Li Yang lacks strong means of suppressing evil spirits, so he has greatly improved himself after obtaining this supernatural item.

Yang Jian thought for a moment and nodded, "Although this doll can only be used once in a short period of time to fight against a ghost, it is so powerful that even the old lady in the ancient house can delay it for a while. You may not have the chance to make a final decision, so it is better for you to keep it."

Dolls can be used remotely, but the blood-stained mallet must hit the evil spirit at close range, which complements each other.

"Since the captain said that, I'm not polite. There will definitely be no problem with this room 507." Li Yang promised.

He knew very well that the importance of this room was because Yang Jian had to go out to investigate and if he encountered danger, he would have to return it. If something went wrong here, then Yang Jian would die outside after the retreat was cut off.

It is understandable to be so cautious.

After finalizing it, Yang Jian no longer hesitated and directly opened the door of Room 507.

The dim light penetrated into the outside from the room, but the darkness outside blocked all the light like a wall. Yes, the light could not spread and illuminated the situation outside.

But that's OK.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes can peek at the darkness without worrying about any impact.

At this moment, in the sight of Ghost Eye, darkness was no longer an obstacle, and a blood-soaked perspective appeared in front of you.

Everything can be seen clearly.

"Just like during the day, there was no big change, but the body in front of Room 501 disappeared." Yang Jian frowned and looked at the door of the previous room.

He threw a ghost there, but now he disappeared after the lights are turned off.

Although the hall on the fifth floor is large, there is no debris blocking the view. You can see clearly with a slight scan. Therefore, it is impossible to see an unrecognizable corpse lying on the ground, unless the person is blind, so there are only two possibilities now.

Or the ghost was processed by the post office.

Either the ghost started to move, went to a certain room, or was hiding in a certain place.

"I wanted to test Room 501, but now it doesn't look very effective." Yang Jian walked out of the room with a step, and then he closed the door of the room.

"Captain, be careful, I'll guard the door." Li Yang in the room reminded him at the end.

Yang Jian nodded and began to observe the changes in the room at night.

However, he had just closed the door and walked into the hall on the fifth floor at night. The next moment, a scene that made him feel creepy happened.

On the wall of the lobby, strange gazes suddenly came from the oil paintings of different new and old. These gazes seemed to have discovered Yang Jian, and they looked at him in unison. Some people's eyes on the oil paintings were even turning restlessly, staring at him tightly.

Even Yang Jian’s father’s oil painting was staring at him.

"Does all the oil paintings have problems?" Yang Jian tightened his palm with a spear, staring at a half-person-high oil painting.

Because the eyes revealed by this oil painting are the most malicious.

It was a middle-aged man with a numb expression and a little dull, like an old farmer. The man was strange and revealed a feeling of being separated from the times. In the portrait, there was a deserted and messy field, but vaguely, in the distance of the field, there seemed to be a huge grave towering.

"It's impossible that all the oil paintings are not humans, but ghosts." Yang Jian was not afraid of the malicious gaze of the man in the oil paintings.

Dare to have abnormalities.

The hatchet in his hand would immediately dismember him.

With this strength, he has the capital to compete with the evil ghosts. Even if the ghost cannot be killed, he can protect himself for a short time and suppress the ghosts.

But there were too many eyes staring at Yang Jian. Not only this oil painting, but some oil paintings from other places also revealed various gazes. Some were looking at each other, some were fierce, some were numb, and some were laughing...

These eyes are different.

It is hard to believe that these portraits are evil spirits.

Because ghosts don’t have so many eyes, most evil ghosts have empty and weird eyes.

But these portraits are not like ghost paintings after all. People in oil paintings cannot escape from oil paintings and come out of oil paintings.

"The people in these portraits just looked at me, can't they do it? Or are the conditions insufficient, the people in these oil paintings, no, the ghosts in these oil paintings are bound to be unable to do it? In this way, the ghost painting I came into contact with before may be a painting that broke free from the constraints? Or is the ghost painting the most special painting?"

Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and in an instant he thought of a lot.

Because the only information he came into contact with was ghost painting.

So Yang Jian thinks that ghost paintings may provide him with some clues.

“Cruff~!”

However, at this moment, a slight sound came, and the door of the fifth-floor hall was blown by a cold wind and slowly opened.

A stair leading downstairs appeared in front of you.

This staircase is different from the staircase during the day. The staircase during the day is incomplete, but the steps are now intact. It seems that through this special staircase, you can return to the fourth, third and second floors of the post office...

"Do you want to go and have a look?"

This idea arose from Yang Jian.

Because this is a discovery, if you investigate, you may gain some results.

But then his eyes looked at Room 501 again.

There was a gap in the door of that room, which was the trace of the hatchet before 6 o'clock. It has not disappeared yet. His ghost eyes peeked at a certain situation inside through the gap.

There was no light in room 501.

Yang Jian felt a stern: "The lights can't be turned on in Room No. 501 at night. Sure enough, was this room occupied by a ghost and turned into a fierce room?"

He looked at Room 502 next door again.

There was no movement in the room, and now it seems that the answer during the day seems to have a result.

The problem is 501.

However, this is just a temporary information judgment, but for Yang Jian, he would be very alert to any of these two rooms. He would not believe what anyone in these two rooms said before he could figure it out thoroughly.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze at this moment and looked at the oil painting with the fiercest gaze again.

In any case, the malicious eyes on this oil painting cannot be avoided. It stares at you like a moment when you relax, as if you give you the most terrible attack, making you feel like a thorn in your back and unable to relax your vigilance.

“Here, here…”

Suddenly.

Another strange thing happened. A strange voice suddenly appeared beside Yang Jian's ear. The voice was very guiding and seemed to guide Yang Jian to somewhere.

“It’s one of the oil paintings.”

Yang Jian looked in a direction that attracted him.

It was an oil painting that was taller for one person, hanging in a relatively high place, but it was a landscape painting with no characters inside.
Chapter completed!