Yang Jian and Li Yang arrived at the fifth floor of the post office smoothly.
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 hall surrounding the hall.
There are seven rooms, and the rooms are the same as those downstairs.
501...502...and so on.
The hall was empty and dark at the moment, with only the slightly yellowish lights on.
The couriers on the fifth floor rarely get together because the intervals between their letter delivery tasks are too long. One letter is sent every one year, so the fifth floor is vacant most of the time and rarely can you see others.
Messenger on the fifth floor.
Yang Jian did not come to the fifth floor during the letter delivery mission, but burned the letter paper and entered the fifth floor on his own initiative, so he could not bump into the fifth floor messenger who also delivered the letter.
As for Liu Qingqing, I don't think she will enter the fifth floor for the time being. She will only appear on the fifth floor unless she has a mission to deliver letters.
"There is no one. The messenger on the fifth floor will definitely not stay on this floor for a long time. And due to the special identity of the messenger, it is estimated that the messenger on the fifth floor will hide his identity and live outside, trying to catch a fifth floor."
It’s probably not that easy for the messenger to get information from them.”
Li Yang looked around and said.
No matter which level you enter the post office, the acquisition of intelligence and information is the most important.
Yang Jian and Li Yang came to the fifth floor of the post office for the first time. The best way to quickly obtain information was to start with the courier.
In the past few times, we met the courier on both the third and fourth floors, but this time it seemed more unlucky that we didn't meet the courier on the fifth floor.
"Don't worry, just look around."
Yang Jian held a cracked spear with a solemn expression, carrying a glass bottle in one hand, and then walked into the hall on the fifth floor.
Li Yang also followed with the glass bottle containing the dead head.
The two of them had not taken a few steps when the old wooden door behind them suddenly slammed shut.
As soon as the door closed, Yang Jian immediately felt something was wrong.
The surrounding yellow lights flickered, and an indescribable supernatural force interfered with everything around. The whole person's perception was affected, and the person's consciousness was blurred at this moment.
However, this effect disappears as quickly as it comes.
As if it was all an illusion, everything was normal again the next moment, the surrounding lights no longer flickered, and the strong supernatural interference disappeared.
Yang Jian frowned.
Although it happened in an instant, he was certain that he had indeed suffered some kind of supernatural interference just now. This interference was not directed at the individual, but at the surrounding environment.
It seemed that at this moment, they entered a deeper supernatural space, not the fifth floor in the true sense.
After all, the fifth floor of the post office is just a name. This place can be called the fifth floor. By the way, if you create a supernatural space, you can also call it the fifth floor. So at this moment, Yang Jian even doubted whether he was still in the post office and whether the fifth floor of the post office was what he was doing.
Is it another supernatural place? The stairs of the post office are like a road connecting the supernatural place.
But not long after this idea appeared in his mind, Yang Jian was attracted by something on the wall of the hall.
It's an oil painting.
There are oil paintings in the lobby on the first floor of the post office, and the walls of the lobby on the fifth floor are also covered with oil paintings.
All the oil paintings seem to be from the hands of one person. They are of the same style, dark and depressing. It is obviously a normal landscape painting, but it reveals an eerie and strange feeling. However, there are not many landscape paintings here.
Some of them are portraits of people. These portraits are old and new, and the clothes and decorations in the portraits are also very different.
Some of the portraits are dressed in a style that seems to be from the 1970s and 1980s, some are in a modern style, and some are even older, wearing coats, which should be the attire of the Republic of China.
The portraits include men and women, old people and young people, beautiful people and vicious people, with different looks and expressions.
With so many portraits and different temperaments and styles, it is obvious that they cannot be drawn out of thin air, but can only be drawn with reference to real people.
Yang Jian approached a portrait, reached out to touch it, then put it to his nose and smelled it.
A familiar smell.
"It's the same as the smell revealed on the ghost painting, and as previously speculated, the ghost painting came from the post office." He thought to himself: "And it is very likely that it is a painting lost on the fifth floor of the post office."
He glanced at the portraits.
I imagined in my mind that if the ghost painting appeared here and hung here, would it look particularly awkward?
The answer is obvious.
It's not out of place at all. The painting style and style of the ghost paintings are exactly the same as the paintings here, and the ghost paintings are also portraits of people, so hanging them here is like returning them to their original place.
"Captain, these paintings look very unusual and give people a very uneasy feeling. They seem to involve some supernatural power." Li Yang frowned. He had also seen ghost paintings, and his worries were amplified.
"At least there won't be any danger for the time being. It's not six o'clock yet, the post office has not turned off the lights, and even if there are ghosts, they won't be out for the time being." Yang Jian looked at the time.
It's half past five now.
There is still half an hour until six o'clock. Before then, you just need to find a room to stay, because the room in the post office is safe.
The two continued to observe.
Suddenly.
Li Yang shouted again: "Captain, come here and take a look at this painting. Does it look like you?"
"What?"
Yang Jian immediately withdrew his gaze and walked quickly towards Li Yang.
At this moment, Li Yang looked a little stunned as he stared at a painting on the wall. He pointed at the painting above.
It's really surprising, because the man in the portrait is wearing an old-style suit standing on a road, with a looming village behind him, and this man's appearance is actually 70-80% similar to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's eyes immediately darkened, and he recognized the portrait.
"this is not me."
"If it's not the captain, then who is it..." Li Yang said in surprise.
Yang Jian said: "It's my father. This is my father's portrait. I know the road in the portrait. It's the road from my hometown to the village. The village behind is my hometown. Although the painting is blurry, I can still recognize it.
of."
He frowned.
Why does his father's portrait appear here? Has he entered the fifth floor of the post office before?
"It seems like more than just my father's portrait is here."
Suddenly, Yang Jian saw a portrait next to his father's portrait. It was a woman wearing a blue floral skirt with a braid. She looked very young, less than twenty years old. Behind this woman
The background is a building from the Republic of China period. Obviously this woman was also from the Republic of China period.
He could recognize that this woman was his father's cousin, and it was impossible to mistake her appearance because she still lived in her hometown.
"Now it seems interesting. The woman in the portrait was from the Republic of China. The cousin Yang Yuanyuan in the file was from the 1980s and drowned. There is still a similar person alive."
"During the Republic of China, forty years ago, and now. Three time periods, three identities, and one appearance. It's like she has lived for three generations. I now understand why my father still left such a special person in his hometown.
Yes, she does have a big secret and involves a lot of things."
Yang Jian was thoughtful.
He felt that his father had a great connection with this woman during his lifetime, but all these old events were completely buried with his father's death.
But now is not the time to think about that.
Although Yang Jian found his father's portrait here, it didn't mean anything. At most, he suspected that his father had been to the fifth floor of the post office, that's all.
"Find a room to rest, and continue to investigate the situation on the fifth floor of the post office after tonight." Yang Jian said, no longer studying the portraits.
Although he knew that these portraits were strange, his main goal at the moment was the post office itself, not these insignificant portraits.
Li Yang nodded.
The two decided to go to a room and hide out for the night, and they came to room 501.
The door is locked and cannot be opened.
"Captain, the door can't be opened." Li Yang lowered his voice and said, "I'll try other doors."
He sensed something was wrong and immediately went to room 502. Obviously, the door to the second room could not be opened.
Then I tried rooms 53 and 504, but in the end all the rooms were locked and couldn't be opened.
"All the rooms are locked. Is this place so unfriendly to messengers?" Yang Jian said, "Have you used any supernatural power?"
"No way." Li Yang used the ghost to block the door and tried to disrupt the entire room.
But soon, the door around his face and in front of him shook violently twice, knocking Li Yang away, and a stronger supernatural force blocked his influence.
The supernatural power of the ghost blocking the door has failed.
"I can't open one of the doors even with my supernatural powers. What's going on on the fifth floor? Or is it that there are people living in all the rooms and all the doors are locked?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and raised his head.
The cracked spear in his hand.
There was a vague guess in my mind.
Immediately.
He smashed down the door of Room 501 without hesitation.
The hatchet was originally dull, but when it came into contact with supernatural beings, it became extremely sharp. It could easily dismember supernatural beings and ghosts. Before, he had used the hatchet to smash the ghost cabinet into pieces.
next moment.
The door was instantly split open.
The lights have not been turned off yet, and the room should have been dark, but after the opening was opened, there was light inside. It was not the light emitted by the light bulb, but the light of a candle, no, to be precise, it was the light of an oil lamp.
The light was dim and swaying slightly, and there were shadows inside. It was hard to tell whether there was anyone or not inside.
"It seems it's not that it can't be opened, but that the means are insufficient," Yang Jian said.
His method was somewhat violent, and he wanted to raise the hatchet again to open the door. However, the next moment, a slight cough came from inside.
"Ahem, is this a new messenger?"
A voice came from the room. 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? Didn't your experience from the first floor to the fourth floor teach you the rules here?" Although the voice was weak, it revealed a trace of dissatisfaction.
After all, anyone who stays here properly and has the door of their room ripped open will not be much better.
"I thought there was no courier on the fifth floor, but I didn't expect that there was a courier checking in. It's really good news." After hearing this, Yang Jian, instead of being afraid, became a little happy.
Without saying a word, he just wanted to rush in and pull out the messenger.
The result is the next moment.
Crunch!
The door of room 502 next door suddenly opened, and a step came. An old man in his early fifties walked out quickly, and said with a calm face: "Don't go to room 501, open your eyes."
Can you see clearly with your bigger eye, is there anyone in that room?"
Yang Jian looked stern, stopped and looked at the person who suddenly appeared: "Are you also the messenger from the fifth floor?"
"I don't want to see a young man like you die on the fifth floor for no reason. And just now I noticed you stopped in front of that portrait for a while. I didn't expect that you look almost the same as him in the portrait.
If it weren't for this reason, I wouldn't open the door to this room."
Yang Jian frowned and looked at this person again.
"It's normal to doubt me, but I still want to tell you the fact that there is no one in room 501. It is a dangerous room. Once you go in, it will probably be difficult for you to come out alive." The man in his early fifties was very cautious.
said.
Yang Jian looked at room 501.
He peered through the cracks in the split rooms with ghostly eyes.
There was still an oil lamp swaying inside, but no one could be seen, but the voice continued to come out: "Get out of here, don't bother me anymore, otherwise I won't let you go."
It seemed that someone was really dissatisfied with Yang Jian and issued a warning.
But in fact, there was no one inside, and the situation was very strange.
Yang Jian was almost attracted by the sound and forced his way in.
"The other rooms probably won't open the door for you. You can stay in my room tonight. It just so happens that I also want to ask you some questions. I have been here for too long and many things are unclear."
The man in his early fifties waved his hand and signaled Yang Jian to enter the room. Then he took the first step and returned to the room alone.
Li Yang looked at Yang Jian: "Captain, what should we do now?"
Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he thought for a moment and said, "Go to room 502 and stay for a day. You can try to get some intelligence and information from that person. There is indeed some evil in this room, so I'd better avoid it for the time being."
Li Yang nodded, deeply convinced.
The two people turned and walked towards room 502.
But just when they were about to enter this room, the weak voice in room 501 next door suddenly sounded: "Hey, it's interesting. I finally made it to the fifth floor, and my alertness is so poor. Room 502 has been in a
It's vacant, but you actually want to enter this room. It is said that a evil ghost was imprisoned there before. I heard the sound of the room opening just now, which probably means that the evil ghost came out again."
"However, there is a special feature on the fifth floor of the post office. The ghost is imprisoned in the room and cannot leave the door, so the ghost can only bring people in."
When Yang Jian heard this, he was shocked and stopped suddenly. He looked at room 502 in front of him.
It was dark.
The man in his early fifties turned his back to Yang Jian and Li Yang and continued walking forward, seemingly with no intention of looking back.
Li Yang was also shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
Because the voice in room 501 was right, the person in room 502 just now did not go out of the room, but just said hello at the door.
So the people in room 502 are considered to be the evil spirits locked in the room?
The man in his fifties turned around in the dim room and said, "Don't believe the voice in room 501. This ghost talks nonsense every day. No one knows where this voice comes from.
Some people speculate that it is a supernatural object, some speculate that there is a ghost wandering in the room itself, and some people suspect that the previous messenger is not dead and is trapped in the room for some reason."
"Time is running out. The lights are going out soon. If you don't want to die outside, come in quickly. I won't keep opening the door and waiting for you. If you doubt me, I will close the door immediately and no longer care about your life or death."
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"Captain, who should I trust? It seems a little unusual." Li Yang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat at this moment.
Is the situation on the fifth floor of this post office really so dangerous?
As soon as I went upstairs, I met the devil.
And the ghost is in the room.
"Although I don't know what the rules on the fifth floor of the post office are, I believe that the price of each room cannot be so different. Some rooms can be occupied by people, and some rooms are occupied by ghosts. However, it is not ruled out that a certain room may be invaded by supernatural beings.
possible......"
Yang Jian frowned deeply.
People in the two rooms told each other that there was something wrong with the other room.
The voice in room 501 said the people in room 502 were ghosts.
The people in room 502 said that the sounds in room 501 were supernatural phenomena. In fact, that room had been empty for a long time. If you go in, you may not be able to get out.
Regardless, the only thing that is certain is that there must be something wrong with one of the two rooms.
If there is no problem, we will not tell each other that there is a problem.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, there is a problem in both rooms.
"Don't go into either room, find the third room." Yang Jian hesitated, he didn't want to take the gamble.
If you don't gamble, you won't lose.
At this moment, Wang Chaling was right.
Yang Jian and Li Yang turned around and left, trying to open the doors of other rooms.