Yang Jian returned to the fifth floor again. He did not encounter any abnormalities on the old wooden stairs, and no new ghosts appeared.
Sun Rui, who tore up the black letter, went to the sixth floor of the post office. It seemed that most of the danger caused by tearing up the letter had passed, and the danger that had appeared before was gradually calming down.
but.
The hidden danger is still there.
The door on the first floor of the post office was broken, and the lights in the entire post office were still out. This meant that the post office was still out of control. Under such circumstances, it would not be surprising if anything happened.
"Everything seems to be normal on the fifth floor. It has not been invaded by supernatural beings. It seems that the previous supernatural beings were directed at the people who tore up the black letters. This place has not been affected." Yang Jian took a look around and found nothing.
Something is wrong.
The only thing worth noting is this.
The door of Room 504 is open at the moment.
That room was Sister Hong's room before.
Moreover, Ye Zhen disappeared again. I don’t know where he went. Maybe he entered a certain room, or maybe he went after other supernatural beings.
"The last puzzle piece is in room 501." Yang Jian immediately locked his eyes on the first room.
He walked over quickly without waiting for others to act together.
The door of this room is still closed, but there is a faint light coming from the crack in the door of this room. This light is not bright and flickering. It is obviously a kind of candlelight, oil lamp or the like, not an electric light.
He looked at the mutilated female corpse in his hands.
Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, but decided to take it with him.
Walking forward, he tried to open the door of this room, but what was a little unexpected was that the door of room 501 was not locked today, and it was opened easily. There was indeed a yellowish and dim light inside.
Look, the light is very familiar, coming from an oil lamp.
"Is it an oil lamp? Sun Rui picked up an oil lamp before in the lobby on the first floor. Now the oil in the oil lamp has burned out and has no effect. There is also an oil lamp here... two
Is there any connection between them? Or does the oil lamp on the first floor of the post office come from here?"
I have some doubts in my mind.
With doubts, he strode in.
The layout of this room is exactly the same as the other rooms, but the furnishings are a little strange. There is a large table in the living room, and there is only a solitary oil lamp on the table. The oil lamp is lit, and a small flame shines in the dim room.
Shaking under the environment.
Some black shadows were reflected nearby, very blurry and very strange.
The lamp oil in the oil lamp exudes a peculiar smell, like animal fat, but because it has been stored for a long time, it is a bit rotten, so it exudes a faint rancid smell, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
"Where are the people in Room 501? Or where are the ghosts in Room 501?" Yang Jian frowned, wary.
The person in room No. 502 next door said that there is a ghost imprisoned in this room, which is very terrifying and will lead messengers into the room and kill them. Any living person who enters this room will not be able to get out.
But the result was somewhat unexpected.
Yang Jian did not see ghosts or encounter any danger. Even this room was quite normal. It did not seem like there were traces of evil ghosts wandering around. On the contrary, there were frequent occurrences of strange things in Room 502 next door, with many corpses of dead messengers piled up.
"No matter whether there is a ghost in this room or not, I have to find the last piece of the puzzle."
If he wants to control the post office, he must understand everything here.
The female corpse that was split into five parts might be an opportunity for him to learn more about this place.
Yang Jian went to the toilet to take a look first.
The toilet was covered with a layer of dust, as if it had not been used for many years. Although it was a bit dirty, there were no signs of damage, and no supernatural imagination had occurred.
Then he went to the only bedroom in this room.
Although the door was closed, it was not locked.
After opening it, there was light inside. Yang Jian saw another oil lamp on the bedside table in the room. The oil lamp was exactly the same as the oil lamp on the table outside. There was no difference. It was still burning lamp oil that seemed to be made of corpse oil, emitting light.
It smells rancid.
And next to the bedside table.
Yang Jian found a glass bottle with pale dead human legs soaked in yellow liquid, just like specimens in formalin, but it was not one leg, but two legs.
However, the corpse showed no signs of decay after being soaked for many years. Instead, it was very fresh, as if it had just been put in.
"The dead head obtained on the first floor, the arm obtained from the oil painting, the body in the hall, and the legs in room 501. The body was not divided into five parts, but four parts, namely, head, body, and arms.
,leg."
"But I only have one arm. Am I missing something?"
Yang Jian recalled it.
There was indeed one dead man's arm in that glass bottle, not two.
"Maybe the body itself is mutilated and the arm doesn't exist at all."
Yang Jian began to guess this.
Except for the corpse buried in the hall on the first floor, the corpse itself may have missing parts, just like the puzzle of building blocks. If there is one missing piece of the puzzle, how can it be possible to complete the puzzle perfectly?
"leave here."
Yang Jian took the glass bottle and stepped back without saying a word.
He didn't encounter any ghosts.
After entering the room safely, he also returned safely.
"There is no ghost in room 501 at all. It is an empty room with only two oil lamps...so the only possibility is that the ghost in this room either left here after the post office got out of control, or room 502
The person in there lied and deliberately concealed some information."
Yang Jian's expression changed uncertainly, and he looked at room No. 502.
There was no door to the room. He had destroyed it. It was pitch dark inside, and there were some strange noises coming from the room. There were supernatural phenomena happening, which made people afraid to get involved easily.
"Captain, have you found the puzzle piece?" Li Yang and others caught up at this moment and happened to see Yang Jian walking out of the room.
Yang Jian said: "Take out those glass bottles."
"The glass bottle from before is in the room." Li Yang immediately returned to Room 507 where he was staying.
Zhou Ze also took out the glass bottle he got from the oil painting from his backpack.
What was soaked inside was a pale arm.
"The things are still there, not lost." Li Yang quickly walked out of the room, holding a glass bottle in his hand, which contained a human head.
It was a woman with short hair, her eyes open, strange and scary, as if she had already woken up.
Yang Jian threw the body he was carrying on the ground, and then tried to smash the glass bottle, but found that the glass bottle was extremely hard and could not be broken easily. In the end, he used his ghost hand to produce supernatural suppression, and then he was forced to break it.
Break it into pieces.
After the glass bottle broke, yellow liquid flowed out, and a peculiar smell filled the air, making people feel the urge to vomit.
The remaining two glass bottles were broken in turn.
An arm and the woman's head were taken out.
"There is still one arm missing." Wang Yong said: "It seems that not all the puzzle pieces have been found."
The others looked at Yang Jian.
Indeed, there are four puzzle pieces, but the fifth is still missing.
"Maybe there is no fifth puzzle at all. Of course, there may be, but I haven't found it all yet, but it doesn't matter. The main parts are all back. I want to see the result." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he took the corpse.
Start splicing.
The cold legs were elastic and fit perfectly when spliced to the body. The cut was very smooth, as if someone had cut it with a sharp weapon.
So far, Yang Jian only knew of the hatchet that could create such a sharp weapon.
No, there's an axe.
It's just that the ax exists in the world of oil paintings. No one knows who the real ax is outside, or in the hands of that evil ghost.
After the legs were put together, the wounds at the joint began to disappear quickly. The corpse seemed to be growing and healing, which made people feel incredible.
"Will there be any problems if this continues? These corpses seemed to have been scattered intentionally, and the corpses were buried on the first floor. Obviously they did not want people to find them. If the corpses were awakened now, would there be any terrible consequences?
"Zhou Ze looked at Yang Jian and said with some worry.
"Maybe leaving it alone is the best option." Zhong Yan said anxiously.
Li Yang and Wang Yong didn't speak. Although they felt that this was wrong, they were inevitably curious.
Yang Jian said: "The age of this glass bottle has only lasted for more than ten years, and it has not yet reached the point where it was established together with the post office. This shows that strictly speaking, this body has nothing to do with the post office itself, but someone moved this body
The body was dismembered and left in the post office."
"I'm curious, why does the body have to be left in the post office instead of being taken away? If she had encountered an enemy and been killed during her lifetime, the body would have been damaged long ago, or was held separately, and it is unlikely that she would have been left in the post office.
a place."
"Do you think there is some reason why this body had to be left in the post office?" Wang Yong suddenly realized something.
Yang Jian looked coldly and said: "More than ten years ago, it happened to be the time when that black letter began. The story behind this matter may not be that simple, but this corpse must be earlier than that black letter, but it is very possible
That was the beginning of that."
As he spoke, the corpse's arms were pieced together.
But still missing an arm,
The woman's head was still not put on.
"Be careful." Wang Yong reminded.
Yang Jian nodded, signaling everyone to be alert, then took the dead head with its eyes open, as if it was still dead, and placed it on the body's neck.
The same perfect fit.
A perfect fit.
Moreover, the corpse was growing and healing rapidly, filling up all the last wounds.
Just like that, a pale female corpse with one arm missing lay in front of everyone. The female corpse was not naked, but had pieces of black letter paper stuck to her body. Those letter papers were worn by the female corpse like clothes, but the letter paper on them was
Very special, with some kind of curse.
Ye Zhen had warned Yang Jian before, so Yang Jian did not touch the things on the corpse.
"The eyes are closed."
Everyone saw that the open eyes on the corpse were slowly closing at this moment, as if their grievances had been vented and they could die with peace of mind.
But this is impossible to happen.
The corpse has not rotted after being soaked for so many years. It must be maintained by supernatural power. This corpse is definitely not an ordinary corpse. It is either a powerful ghost or a ghost controller.
But past experience tells them.
The probability of ghosts is greater.
Because even a ghost controller cannot live in this state for more than ten years and then wake up.
Time passed little by little, but there was no tendency to wake up.
"boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise came from behind, suddenly startling everyone.
But he saw the door of room 505 opened behind him.
"Bah, what the hell, it's so evil. Fortunately, I, Mr. Ye, am very strong. If it had been anyone else, I would definitely be dead."
The sound sounded, but Ye Zhen was seen walking out in a big way. He was holding a broken record player in his hand. The record player actually used five fingers on one arm as a cartridge, playing intermittent and weird music.
.
The reason why it was intermittent was because the record was badly damaged and had been artificially damaged.
"The last piece of the puzzle?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.
His guess was wrong, not because the body was mutilated, but because the last piece of the puzzle was not found.
And the reason why it was not found was actually because the arm had been taken away a long time ago and was no longer in a glass bottle.
"You people are so perverted that you actually squatted together to study a female corpse. I, Mr. Ye, don't like this."
Seeing this, Ye Zhen opened his eyes and hurriedly kept a distance from these perverts to avoid getting infected with some special hobbies.
"What just happened in the room?" Yang Jian asked: "Where is Sister Hong, have you seen her?"
"Sister Hong? Is that the ghost wearing a red cheongsam?"
Ye Zhen said: "Of course I saw it. I had a big fight with Ye at the top of the stairs, and she ran away on her own. There was nothing in the room. There was this damn thing singing, but I destroyed it.
.”
"You and Sister Hong started fighting? Did you drive her away?" Yang Jian was shocked and confused.
No wonder Ye Zhen had been silent before. It turned out to be a conflict with Sister Hong.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill her, but don't worry, next time I see her, I, Ye, will definitely challenge her to a fight of life and death." Ye Zhen snorted coldly, looking a little shameless.
"I have no objection if you can kill her." Yang Jian felt that the reason why things went so smoothly today was probably because Sister Hong was stopped.
Otherwise she would definitely be involved.
"The corpse you are playing with seems to be missing an arm. Fortunately, I just found it in the room. Let's see if it can be used." After Ye Zhen finished speaking, he took the arm off the record player and threw it away.
past.
After Yang took over, he said, "You seem to be very interested in this corpse too."
"Nonsense, no, don't slander me." Ye Zhen defended hurriedly, then turned away.
"I just want to know what kind of ghost thing this is. It can actually kill me, Mr. Ye, several times. If possible, I want to fight it again, in front of you people, to see what I, Mr. Ye, am like.
How did you clean up this damn thing?"
Ye Zhen wanted to regain his position and continue to challenge this weird corpse.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, and just put the remaining arm together.
soon.
The wounds were healing, and a completely intact body appeared.
All the puzzle pieces have been assembled.
This is something that no previous messenger has done.
now.
The female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, and then the entire ghost post office shook, as if an earthquake had occurred and the whole building was about to collapse.
This is not an illusion.
But it's really an earthquake.
Yang Jian's ghostly eyes saw that the wooden stairs outside the gate on the fifth floor could no longer hold up and collapsed. There were even cracks on the ground. The cracks were expanding and soon became densely distributed.
"The post office is going to collapse?" Other couriers were surprised and uncertain.
This is impossible to happen.
The ghost post office is a supernatural place, how could it collapse?
"No, it's not that the post office is going to collapse, but something is emerging."
Yang Jian saw that the walls were peeling off and the ground was cracking. Although it looked like it was about to collapse, it actually did not. Instead, some unknown changes occurred in the post office because of this shock.
This change comes from the inside out.
It seems that the true face of the post office is about to emerge.
But I didn't wait for him to observe more.
Sudden.
The ground cracked, really collapsed, and they fell to the fourth floor of the post office.
But then the fourth floor also collapsed and fell to the third floor of the post office.