In the dim hall, the words of the panda-eyed young man made Lin Qian slightly amused. He stood up from the ground. Lin Qian looked at the panda-eyed young man and the others, thought for a while and said to them:
"My original idea was that everyone in the post office must die. After all, the couriers in the post office are not good people."
"However, there have been some changes in the post office recently, and my mind has also changed. The post office's courier can still handle many things, such as dealing with resurrected evil spirits, etc. It is still very useful."
Having said this, Lin Qian looked at the panda-eyed young man with a smile on his face, and continued without paying attention to the confused people:
"So, you are lucky to be alive. Although I have not been in a good mood recently, but for the sake of finding some fun for me, I can remind you."
With that said, Lin Qian pulled off the black paper wrapping half of the female corpse in his hand, and a coldness suddenly emerged. Lin Qian turned to look at the other half of the female corpse that appeared next to him, raised the corners of his mouth, and directly stretched out his hand to throw it over.
The two corpses merged instantly, and the female corpse slowly disappeared. Seeing this scene, Lin Qian turned to look at the stunned people, with a faint smile on her face:
"Everyone, welcome to the Ghost Post Office. This is not paradise or heaven, but hell. Try to survive."
After saying that, Lin Qian turned around and walked towards the stairs on the first floor. The dull sound of footsteps struck everyone's hearts.
Looking at the young man who told them part of the truth, he just disappeared on the first floor. Several people stood there blankly, with expressions full of horror.
Even the chuunibyou who was beaten into a pig's head stared blankly at all this, muttering to himself, "It's impossible, how could it be like this?"
As Lin Qian walked up the stairs, he didn't care what those ordinary people would think and whether they might not be able to accept it for a while. These things were not within the scope of his consideration.
Lin Qian looked at the woman walking in front of him expressionlessly. If he didn't need her to stabilize the post office, he wouldn't have spliced the woman's body.
According to his temper, he would have swallowed it all in one gulp, so this woman is considered terrifying.
"I can clean up the entire ghost post office at once this time. The couriers on the fifth floor are just scraps. After cleaning up the ghost post office, you can consider asking someone to take over the ghost post office."
"After all, if you let the ghost post office continue to mess around like this, God knows what trouble will happen. Take the last ghost show as an example, it was caused by a messenger."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian lowered his head and started thinking, constantly selecting candidates in his mind, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of anyone.
"Xia Hanxin comes to manage the post office? Forget it, this piece of garbage may die in a few days, Fang Chengshi? This won't work, he still has to be optimistic about Dajiang City, and Mr. Fang will not agree to it."
After thinking about it, Lin Qian suddenly discovered that there was no one around him who could manage the post office:
"Sigh, there are still too few people. If I had known earlier, I should have recruited a few more capable juniors."
"Forget it, let the headquarters send someone to take over the ghost post office. Anyway, the headquarters is very interested in dealing with the supernatural events that are about to revive. Let a trustworthy person come over as the administrator. Once a supernatural event is about to occur somewhere, report it directly to the headquarters.
Let the headquarters arrange for the person in charge of that place to handle it."
“This saves time and effort, and there won’t be any major accidents.”
Thinking of this, Lin Qian suddenly felt that he was really a genius. If the headquarters were to manage the ghost post office, according to Wang Xiaoming's IQ, the full effect of the ghost post office could be fully exerted.
And if he needs to use the ghost post office in the future, the headquarters is unlikely to refuse.
Lin Qian looked at the female corpse slowly disappearing in front of her, and her mood suddenly felt a little better. Sure enough, a good mind meant she felt comfortable.
Walking up to the second floor, Lin Qian took a look and saw that there was no courier. This meant that the entire post office currently only had a few newcomers on the first floor. This was good news.
Without hesitation, Lin Qian walked up to the fourth floor. Looking at the fifth floor stairs that appeared, Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly:
"The guy on the fifth floor did a little trick and sealed a letter from the fifth floor in a room. Because no one was there to deliver the letter, the letter has been in a state of being delivered."
Because the ghost post office has a rule, that is, only after sending a letter or tearing up a letter, that is, the previous letter must disappear, the ghost post office will deliver a new letter, and their approach happened to produce a bug, so
It is because of this that the ghost post office stopped delivering letters from the fifth floor."
"And they don't have to continue delivering letters. Heh, they are really a group of smart guys. Another change in the ghost post office is due to the work of this group of people."
"Originally, the role of the Ghost Post Office was to suppress those ghosts that were about to resurrect. Now, because of the work of the messenger on the fifth floor, all the letters sent by the Ghost Post Office are to release the restricted ghosts. This is one of the reasons why the ghosts revive so quickly."
A sneer appeared on Lin Qian's lips, and he walked up to the fifth floor. There would be one messenger alive on the fifth floor today, even if he didn't come.
Arriving on the fifth floor, the layout on the fifth floor is basically the same as the other floors, with seven rooms, dim lights, and an old appearance.
Lin Qian looked at all this, his eyes flashing red, staring at a room, and walked over. There were three ghosts in there, and a letter. It was because of this unsent letter that the ghost post office was opened.
There has been a change.
Standing in front of the door, Lin Qian thought for a moment, then turned to look at the looming female corpse. A red light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his foot. The door opened instantly, and four or five starving ghosts entered the room directly.
Inside the door.
But in less than a moment, there was only a moment of coldness in the room, and then, and then nothing more, four or five starving ghosts, three starving ghosts walked out of the room carrying a fierce ghost in one hand, and another holding a
with a black letter.
Lin Qian's lips curled up slightly, asking the starving ghost to eat the three fierce ghosts. He then reached out to take the letter. The moment he took the letter, Lin Qian turned his head slightly, and a coldness suddenly appeared.
Lin Qian knew that this was the beginning of the release of the backlog of supernatural beings in the Ghost Post Office, and all the couriers who had gone to the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office were about to arrive here.
"Try to hurry up, I'm already a little hungry..."
Looking at the stairs on the fifth floor, Lin Qian's face was full of smiles. When he walked to the counter on the fifth floor, Lin Qian sat directly on it and waited for their arrival.
At the same time, in various places, the moment Lin Qian took the letter out of the room, winding yellow mud roads appeared in various areas.
A middle-aged man who was handling live fish suddenly changed his expression. Looking at the winding yellow mud path, his eyes were full of gloom:
"Whoever did this is really looking for death!"
The middle-aged man murmured to himself, stood up, and walked towards the winding yellow mud path, his face full of ferocity.
In a certain apartment, a couple who had just put their child to sleep were cuddling together and watching TV. But suddenly the room became dark, and the couple's expressions suddenly became extremely gloomy, staring at the very familiar yellow mud in front of them.
The road was filled with teeth that made a rattling sound.
"What the hell, someone took out that letter, and the ghost post office wants us to deliver the letter again!"
"Who is so unafraid of death? You can't live a good life, but you want to touch that letter!"
The couple, with fierce eyes flashing in their eyes, sat up from the sofa and walked towards the path. They wanted to see who was not afraid of death and dared to touch the letter.
This situation is happening in various areas. Everyone is heading towards the ghost post office aggressively. Their goal is very simple. Whoever lets them deliver the letter will die.
They finally felt comfortable and enjoyed a few good days without being so worried. However, only a few years later, they were asked to return to hell. They couldn't do it and they wouldn't be willing to do it.
From this moment on, all the messengers on the fifth floor had only one idea in their hearts: to kill the person who ruined their peaceful lives at any cost.
A sense of immediateness appeared in all the messengers as they formed a group to fight the BOSS.
Inside the Ghost Post Office, on the fifth floor, Lin Qian was sitting cross-legged on the counter, with one hand on her face and the other holding a red umbrella, tapping it gently.
Coco was riding on Lin Qian's neck, with her little head resting on Lin Qian's head. She was watching anime cached in advance on her mobile phone, with a straw in her mouth. At the end of the straw was a jar filled with a hungry baby.
The resurrecting wine held in the arms of a dead ghost.
Lin Qianbai looked at the stairs on the fifth floor boredly, feeling in her heart that these messengers were coming so slowly.
I don't know how much time passed, but the dim light made Lin Qian's eyes narrow slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Tick-tock, tick-tock
An anxious footsteps sounded from the stairs, and a flash of red light suddenly flashed in Lin Qian's narrowed eyes:
"come yet?"
But when she saw clearly who was coming, Lin Qian rolled her eyes and instantly lost interest.
"Old, boss?"
Xia Hanxin, who had run all the way up from the first floor, was almost frightened by the scene before her as soon as she reached the fifth floor. If she hadn't recognized Lin Qian at a glance, she would have thought she was about to be attacked by a ghost.
At this moment, Xia Hanxin's face was extremely pale, the coldness on her body was extremely strong, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes. Looking at this situation, if nothing unexpected happened, the evil ghost would revive.
Seeing that the person coming was Xia Hanxin, Lin Qian thought of something in her mind. Seeing that he was about to resurrect as a ghost, it must have been caused by dealing with the supernatural incident in the morgue.
Now that Xia Hanxin came to him alive, if nothing else happened, the matter in the morgue should have been resolved.
"Is the matter settled?" Lin Qiandan asked calmly.
"ah?"
Hearing Lin Qian's sudden question, Xia Hanxin swallowed her saliva. She didn't know if the ghost had overresuscitated and dulled her brain. It took her a while to realize what Lin Qian asked.
What is it.
"Yeah...well, it's solved."
Hearing Xia Hanxin's stammering voice, Lin Qian's expression did not change, and even his body movements did not change.
"Well, I see, you did a good job. Come over here and don't block the stairs." Lin Qian said.
"well!"
Xia Hanxin hurriedly walked behind Lin Qian, behind the counter, with her head lowered and a strange expression on her face, sometimes numb, sometimes painful and frightened.
The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched. He had nothing to say to this woman, so he forced himself to run here. But because he was afraid, he kept silent and asked him to help suppress the ghost's recovery?
"Am I that scary?"
Lin Qian murmured to himself, a drop of water appeared on Lin Qian's fingertips, and then hit Xia Hanxin's eyebrows.
This woman's performance this time was very good. She survived, and it was somewhat effective. Just let her not die for the time being.
The water droplet hit Xia Hanxin's eyebrows, and before Xia Hanxin could react, the water droplet entered her brain.
The moment the water droplets entered her brain, the sometimes painful and sometimes numb expression on his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a touch of relaxation.
Feeling this scene, Xia Hanxin's eyes were filled with joy of surviving the disaster. She looked at Boss Lin's back and was about to say thank you, but she heard Lin Qian's voice without any emotion.
"Shut up and wait quietly."
Hearing this, Xia Hanxin shrank her neck, shut her mouth honestly, and stood quietly behind the counter.
Lin Qian was too lazy to care about her now. He wanted to protect her consciousness first, and after this incident was over, he would help her control the second ghost and kill it.
He was not in the mood to do this now. Lin Qian's eyes were squinted, and the dull red light came out of them. He was staring quietly at the staircase on the fifth floor, and the red ghost umbrella kept knocking on the edge of the counter.
The chains swayed slightly, but never collided together. The atmosphere was very strange and a little strange, because the dialogue of the anime characters coming from Coco's mobile phone was indeed a bit funny.
Lin Qian didn't think anything of it. It was boring anyway, so there was nothing wrong with listening to it.
On the dark fifth floor, I don’t know how long it had passed, but finally there was movement at the stairs leading to the fifth floor, and footsteps sounded from the stairs.
It was a little anxious and heavy. When I heard the voice, I felt quite angry. It felt like it was coming from anger.
After a while, a middle-aged man walked up to the fifth floor with an extremely gloomy face. The fishy smell on his body could be smelled from a distance.
As soon as the middle-aged man arrived on the fifth floor and saw the scene in front of him, his face froze instantly, he shrank violently, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away.
There was only one thought in my mind: "Damn it, why are there so many ghosts on the fifth floor!"
In the eyes of middle-aged people, Lin Qian looked like a different person. His eyes were flashing red, and he was holding a wine jar in his hand. You didn't even need to look carefully to know that it was a ghost.
Since these are all ghosts, then the little girl and woman are also ghosts...
There were so many evil ghosts here, why not run away? Waiting to die? He felt that he couldn't do it.
But before he could implement this idea, Lin Qian seemed to have guessed what he was going to do. He lightly knocked on the counter with the red umbrella in his hand, and the middle-aged man instantly froze in place.
The expression on his face also became stiff, and deep fear and disbelief emerged in his eyes. Lin Qian looked at the middle-aged man, and the corners of his mouth curled up:
"Go over there and squat with your hands on your head. I want to see how many fifth-floor messengers there are."
As soon as Lin Qian finished speaking, the middle-aged man walked toward the corner with dull steps, and just as Lin Qian said, he squatted down with his head in his hands.
"What a good and obedient boy. It seems that your mother taught you well."
Lin Qian looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, a dangerous red light flashing in his eyes.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, the middle-aged man almost cried. He didn't bring such a bully and directly controlled his body. Now he can't even speak.
Where on earth did this guy come from, and why did he get angry at the slightest disagreement? He has never offended him! From the beginning to now, he hasn't even said a word!
What kind of thing is this?
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with fear. If he could, he might have knelt down and kowtowed. As long as he could survive, he would do anything. Unfortunately, he can't do anything now.