Hearing this, Su Yuan no longer hesitated, took out his black cane, and planned to open the door to the room.
"Crunch~!"
However, at this moment, a slight sound came. Su Yuan heard the sound and turned around, only to see that the door of the hall on the fifth floor had been blown by a cold wind at some point and slowly opened.
A staircase leading downstairs appeared in front of you.
The steps of this staircase are different from the ones during the day. The steps of the stairs during the day were incomplete, but the steps now are intact. It seems that you can return to the fourth and third floors of the post office through this special staircase.
, second floor...
The stairs that suddenly appeared in this situation seemed to invite Su Yuan to go downstairs and not to open those weird rooms.
But Su Yuan turned a blind eye to this situation, opened the door again with a black cane, and slammed the door hard.
The room seemed to be empty. After breaking the door, there was no movement inside, nothing unusual, it was very quiet.
After a few more blows, a huge hole opened up in the door. At this moment, something suddenly seemed to fall from behind the door. Su Yuan's eyes lit up, he reached out to grab it, and then withdrew his hand.
, I saw that he was holding a few strands of black hair in his hand. The hair was rancid, as if it had been buried in the soil for a while, and it smelled like corpses.
It looked like black rotten hair blocking the door, making it impossible for people outside to push it open.
"Someone deliberately blocked the door with this thing, so it can't be opened easily."
Su Yuan's face was expressionless, with a slight look of disgust, and he cleaned up a small pile of rotten hair.
Under his own supernatural suppression, even though these hairs were weird and carried some kind of supernatural power, they could not exert their original effect and could only be quickly removed.
It's hard to imagine that such a small thing can seal a door.
But as the door was opened, the singing voice that he heard just now disappeared strangely at this moment. After opening the door, Su Yuan looked along the room.
The room was dim, but it did not have any impact on Su Yuan. The ghost eyes could ignore the influence of light and directly see everything in the room clearly.
The room on the fifth floor is larger than the room on the fourth floor. It is no longer a single room, but a relatively spacious living room. In this living room, there is a dining table, a sofa, and some seemingly expensive decorations and ornaments.
The overall style is no longer the old wooden furniture on the fourth floor, but more modern.
Compared with 502, the conditions here are obviously much better.
But after stepping into this room, Su Yuan could clearly feel that the room had an unreal feeling. After thinking for a moment, the black light itself emerged, gradually covering the entire room. Soon, the room in his sight began to
Distorted and blurred.
Those modern-style decorations have become illusory and no longer real. It turns out that all the scenes and arrangements in the room are illusions caused by supernatural interference.
It's just that this illusion is almost the same as the real thing, and ordinary people and even ordinary ghost masters can't tell the difference at all.
Ignoring the influence of illusion, the room takes on a real scene under the influence of the ghost realm.
It is dark, depressing, and weird. The old walls are mottled and covered with moss. The furniture is also very old. It has not been cleaned for many years and is full of stains. There are even many traces of dried blood.
In this kind of environment, anyone who lives there for a few days will feel depressed.
The supernatural creates an illusory illusion, changes the decoration style of the room, and reduces the dark and depressing feeling. This is actually a good thing.
Even if you know that all this is false, it is still better than presenting the unacceptable truth.
"There have been other messengers coming in here too."
Su Yuan came to the living room and glanced around with his ghost eyes. However, due to the special nature of the post office, the ghost eyes could not penetrate the wall. Everything in the living room was normal and there was nothing worth paying attention to.
Then he went to the bathroom, and after some inspection, he found nothing unusual. However, when Su Yuan entered the room, he immediately noticed something was wrong, as if he had discovered the existence of something.
No, to be precise, it's an anomaly in the bedroom.
It was a room that looked quite in the style of the Republic of China. The furniture in the room was all full of the style of the Republic of China. The walls were painted with red paint, the floor was red, and the roof was hung with red cloth.
There are even red lanterns hanging inside.
In particular, there is a dressing table with some cosmetic items placed on it. The scene reflected by the bronze mirror on the dressing table looks very blurry, which is incomparable with mirrors produced by modern technology. However,
When Su Yuan stood in front of the bronze mirror, five figures were clearly displayed in the mirror.
That is the evil ghost that he and himself control.
"Can this mirror show the evil ghost controlled by a person?"
Seeing this, Su Yuan probably understood the purpose of this mirror, but it only showed supernatural scenes. If it had no other uses, its value would be greatly reduced.
But these were not what attracted Su Yuan the most. He mainly wanted to find the source of the sound and figure out the specific reason. It was a pity that after he came in, the singing sound completely disappeared, even if he used the
Ghost Eyes cannot completely find the source.
"Can't find it? Or does it require special media to find it?"
While thinking about it, Su Yuan began to have some thoughts, wondering whether he should borrow the hatchet from Yang Jian and use it. Perhaps in this way, he could find out what was abnormal.
After thinking about it for a while, I finally gave up on the idea.
After all, the fifth floor of the ghost post office is neither big nor small. It is not easy to find Yang Jian, and it is not known whether he will go down the stairs that suddenly appeared.
So in the end, Su Yuan gave up the idea after searching to no avail.
"Anyway, the anomaly exists in the ghost post office. As long as Sun Rui can become the new manager of the post office, then I will naturally have a lot of time to investigate carefully, so I don't have to worry about this night at all."
After thinking for a long time, Su Yuan finally chose to leave the room and continue to look for other anomalies. Before leaving, he planned to move the mirror away, but the mirror seemed to be embedded in the wall.
Unless the wall is demolished, otherwise, it cannot be taken away at all.
At the same time, with the escape of the black letter, the curse that had been suppressed for at least ten years began to appear in the post office.
Everywhere.
Strange roads leading to the post office began to appear, and each appearance of one of these roads represented the presence of a fifth-floor messenger.
And accumulated over a long period of time.
There are more couriers on the fifth floor than imagined.
In the past, the messengers on the fourth and third floors rumored that there was a problem on the fifth floor, and it was suspected that everyone was dead. Now it seems that this is wrong.
The messenger on the fifth floor did not die, but because he no longer needed to deliver letters, he left the post office and lived in cities across the country, hiding his identity. That's why the fifth floor had the illusion of being deserted.
The messenger who entered the fifth floor later could not see anyone else and discovered that there was a ghost in the room on the fifth floor. Naturally, he thought that there was something wrong on the fifth floor and everyone was dead.
"The operation of the post office started again. The black letter was actually obtained by the new courier. Sure enough, what I was most worried about happened. I haven't paid attention to the post office for a long time. I thought it would stay calm. It seems that the courier
There is still no way to change my fate.”
This is the thought in the minds of many messengers on the fifth floor who have long since stopped delivering letters. Most of them are hiding in the city as ordinary people and living a peaceful life.
After all, we had made an agreement when we left the post office that the identity of the courier could not be exposed, nor could he use supernatural powers, otherwise he would probably not be able to live a normal life again.
Compared with the terrifying experience when delivering the letter, they were more than happy to abide by this agreement and forget about their identity as the messenger.
Even if there are supernatural incidents in the city, it has nothing to do with them. They just want to live, live well, and live a normal life.
This is a very low requirement, and it is also a courier's extravagant request.
Therefore, they cherish this kind of life extraordinarily and work extra hard.
But the actions of Su Yuan and Yang Jian caused the fifth floor of the post office to start functioning again, and the artificial balance was broken.
This is tantamount to the two of them preparing to destroy the peace that the messengers have maintained for many years, which is something that the messenger Jedi cannot tolerate.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, but also good and evil.
If the messenger on the fifth floor doesn't want to continue delivering the letter, he has only one option: kill them both, and then send the black letter back to Room 502.
So all the messengers are in action.
And everyone is putting down what they are doing, getting ready, and rushing to the post office.
And Yang Jian didn't know all this. After all, it was his first day on the fifth floor and he didn't know how deep the water on the fifth floor was.
Although Su Yuan knew it, he didn't take it seriously and took these messengers seriously. After all, these messengers couldn't even be defeated by Yang Jian, so naturally he didn't need to care.
Time passes slowly.
But there are still several hours before the post office lights up at Six.
However, some couriers could not bear it and took to the post office.
"Dong, dong dong!"
I walked briskly towards the fourth floor of the post office. The old wooden stairs creaked in the dark, as if they were in disrepair and were about to collapse at any time.
The surroundings were shrouded in a thick fog-like black haze, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on downstairs. Even the ghost eyes were blocked, and the distance they could see was very limited.
It didn't matter to Su Yuan. At this moment, he was dragging a corpse in his hand. The corpse was wearing a gray robe, and there was an aura of decay on the body. It could be clearly seen on the skin outside.
Looking at the corpse spots, there is no doubt that this is a ghost.
This was Su Yuan's trophy. It was a very cunning ghost, and Su Yuan was almost fooled.
This thing imitated Yang Jian's voice, so Su Yuan was fooled, thinking that Yang Jian was really coming to find him, but when he turned around, he saw the scary ghost. He was so frightened that he immediately punched him and gave him a mixed blow.
.
Then the ghost becomes his trophy.
Then Su Yuan dragged the ghost and prepared to go downstairs.
The environment on the fourth floor was much better than that on the fifth floor. The corpse was dragged on the steps and made a "dong-dong-dong" sound. It was the head colliding with the steps. Under Su Yuan's supernatural suppression, the ghost did not show any signs of death at all.
The ability to resist, but at the same time, a series of rapid and heavy footsteps appeared on the old stairs of the post office.
Su Yuan looked up and saw that coming up from downstairs was a broad and fat man, about fifty years old, wearing an apron from work, with a fishy smell on his body. He seemed to be a fish-killing hawker, and
It seemed that he had been working overtime at night, because there was fresh blood on his apron and it had not dried up.
Is this the messenger from the fifth floor?
When Su Yuan saw the man, the man seemed to notice something was wrong, so he took out a white bone from his pocket, which looked like a human rib, but only a small half was left. He moved the whole bone to the side.
A hard stroke on the stair handrail.
Just like striking a match, this white bone was suddenly ignited.
A ghastly blue fire appeared. The flame was like a phosphorus fire between tombs, floating in the air for a short time. Although there was no burning material, it could not be extinguished in a short time.
The phosphorus fire coming from the bones quickly dispelled the surrounding darkness.
all of a sudden.
Everything around me can be seen clearly, and the light is even better than when the lights are on during the day.
Then he saw Su Yuan, standing on the stairs looking down at him.
"Who are you?"
This slightly obese man looked at Su Yuan coming down the stairs with extreme caution, because what frightened him even more was the corpse being dragged in Su Yuan's hands.
It was obviously a ghost.
Although the question came out, the man already had the answer in his heart. It was meaningless. The man in front of him was the newcomer who went to the fifth floor and took the black letter.
At this time, the man began to regret his mistake. He ran to the post office alone. He should have waited for other people.
Faced with his question, Su Yuan just showed a stern smile, which was a little scary.
"The messenger from the fifth floor? He's here so soon?"
The man's heart suddenly beat wildly. The other party clearly knew his identity, and most importantly, he felt an unprecedented malice from that terrifying smile.
At that moment, warning signs rang out in my heart!
Danger! Danger!
But just when he wanted to take action, his eyes widened, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't move!
As if he was frozen, he tried to struggle, but to no avail, but his consciousness was still clear. This phenomenon reminded him of the rumored ghost on the bed.