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Chapter 70: The Last Letter

The post office was very busy today, and they didn't know what happened. Zhao Yunyun and Liu San just watched more than ten couriers go upstairs, and they haven't come down yet.

According to their guess, these people were probably in danger. According to what Xia Hanxin told them, Elder Lin was on the fifth floor as expected.

And just look at these people, all of them have vicious looks and look like they are going to attack the enemy. According to Mr. Lin's temper, can he tolerate them? He will definitely spread their ashes.

"How thick will the dust be on the fifth floor today?"

"Um...this is probably as thick as a finger. After all, there are so many people, so it shouldn't be a problem if it covers the whole floor."

The expressions on the faces of Zhao Yunyun and Liu San became strange, and the expressions in their eyes became very complicated. Suddenly, they were very glad that they did not follow Xia Hanxin to the fifth floor.

The current fifth floor, if nothing else, should be very "harmonious". After all, Mr. Lin seems to be very quiet, and when he kills people, he won't be so bloody.

On the fifth floor, Lin Qian was tapping her cheek rhythmically with her fingers, her eyes half closed, looking very bored.

At this moment, in the corridor of the fifth floor, there are already eleven or twelve people squatting with their hands on their heads. They are men and women, old and young. The oldest is in his fifties and the youngest is in his early twenties.

It looks very harmonious, and of course it would be like this if there wasn't a strong look of fear in these people's eyes.

There were still a few people who had not arrived, so Lin Qian was not in a hurry and just waited slowly.

There were some accidents during this period. It was not because of these messengers. They were all weaklings and could not cause any accidents. In addition, half of the eleven or twelve people here were ordinary people.

This made Lin Qian very disappointed and a little surprised, but if you think about it carefully, this is normal. Becoming a ghost controller depends on luck.

One out of ten is considered too many. This ghost post office is so outrageous, it is impossible to create so many ghost masters at once, and there is no one to manage it.

If these people can go up to the fifth floor, they will most likely come up in waves, and there must be one or two ghost masters among them. This is inevitable, otherwise they would have died long ago.

What caused the accident was the seven rooms on the fifth floor. I don't know whether it was because there were too many couriers gathering together, or because the letters in my hands had not left the post office for a long time.

From the room on the fifth floor, more than a dozen evil ghosts came out. When these evil ghosts came out, Lin Qian was so happy that he immediately let the hungry ghosts eat... Oh no, he was going to welcome the guests.

Lin Qian would not turn away this kind of warmth that came to her door, so a tragic scene was staged in front of all the messengers, which frightened them to death.

Their world view suddenly collapsed, and in their hearts they felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past. If they hadn't been unable to walk or speak, they might have just plopped down and knelt down, and then started crying to the heavens and the earth.

Of course, this is still a bit exaggerated, but the kneeling is definitely kneeling. They have lived for most of their lives and this is the first time they have seen this kind of scene.

This was also the source of panic in their eyes. They had no choice but to rush into this scene. They felt that their next fate might be a little unlucky.

It's not that they were too pessimistic. It was actually this young man who was so fierce. How fierce was he? He was so fierce that he wouldn't let even the most vicious ghosts go.

Compared to the messenger's despair, Lin Qian felt a little pity. I don't know if there were no ghosts in the post office today or something. Lin Qian waited for a long time and didn't wait for the ghost to come out of the room again.

For this reason, Lin Qian even asked the starving ghost to go into the room and see that there was no ghost in the room. This was very disappointing, but this was just a trivial episode, and it would be gone if it was gone...

Just when Lin Qian was getting a little impatient, the sound of someone quickly going upstairs appeared, and then he saw a man walking up carrying an old shovel.

The moment this person walked to the fifth floor, Tong Kong shrank violently, and immediately said "f*ck" in his mouth, and a layer of black appeared on his body.

Then, there was no more. The moment the ghost realm appeared on this guy's body, it disappeared. Then, just like the person who came before, his expression was stiff, his eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and he walked towards the wall with stiff steps.

Walk away.

"Oh, you opened a ghost zone in front of me, do you think you are Li Jun?"

Lin Qian sneered and did not look at this thing. He continued to stare at the stairs on the fifth floor in boredom. If the calculation was correct, there were two more.

The other couriers, who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, looked at the man holding the shovel with an expression of welcome to join the big family. Their eyes were full of sympathy, joy, and even a bit of schadenfreude.

Sometimes, when a person falls into a pit, he will be happy to see others fall into the pit, and the more people there are, the happier he will be.

Eagle looked at the expressions of these people in confusion, his eyes full of confusion. He really couldn't understand why these people were gloating over their misfortunes.

They are all acting like birds, not thinking about how to get out of trouble, but they are still here gloating about their misfortune. Are these people out of their minds? Otherwise, how could this happen?

Until the eagle squatted down with his head in his hands and saw the other two messengers going through the same process and walking towards this side with the same stiff steps.

He suddenly understood what was going on in their eyes before. It turned out to be so refreshing to see others suffer the same thing as them...

Seeing that everyone was here, Lin Qian opened his half-closed eyes and asked the starving ghost to take Coco down. Lin Qian clapped his hands and got off the counter.

Lin Qian held the red umbrella, walked up to the first messenger, and gently tapped his head with the red umbrella, with a smile on his face:

"I ask and you answer, do you understand?"

The courier, who was hit on the head by Lin Qian with his back umbrella, suddenly had a flash of hope in his eyes. He felt that this was his chance to survive.

Just as he was about to nod and say yes, he was horrified to find that he still couldn't say a word, and even his eyelids, which he could blink before, couldn't blink.

The messenger immediately panicked, his eyes full of fear, and his eyes widened and shrank violently.

Lin Qian saw that this guy didn't say a word, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and the gloomy look in his eyes was undisguised:

"You are so courageous. You would rather die than answer my question. In this case, you are useless."

As soon as he finished speaking, the messenger turned into a white dust and died quietly, peacefully and without any pain.

If the messenger could speak before he died, it would be:

"You made me speak! You didn't let me speak. How did you know that I didn't want to answer your question? You are such an idiot and you don't have martial ethics!"

It's a pity that he couldn't speak, and it was for no other reason than Lin Qian's forgetfulness.

The other couriers could not see the fate of the courier because they could not move their eyes. They only heard Lin Qian's voice, so they did not know that the courier was gone.

But they still had some guesses in their minds, and as expected, the guy had already become an immortal and ascended, so they became even more frightened.

Lin Qian ignored the dust on the ground and rubbed his cheeks. His smile must be sincere, otherwise he would not look like a good person.

With a warm smile on Lin Qian's face again, she came to the second messenger and gently placed the red umbrella on the messenger's head:

"I ask and you answer, do you understand?"

The messenger's eyes were fixed on the young man with a warm smile in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to swallow, but he forgot that he could not move up and down, so he could not make this action.

Lin Qian stared at the silent messenger, frowned, and turned to look next to him, feeling a little confused:

"Are you messengers so stubborn? Would you rather die than cooperate?"

After saying this, Lin Qian looked at the messenger and saw that the other person's eyes were more frightened than before, but this guy was unwilling to say a word and was a tough one.

Seeing this, Lin Qian's expression became very calm, and without saying a word, this extremely tough messenger immediately followed in the footsteps of his predecessors.

When the rest of the messengers heard what Lin Qian had just said, they couldn't help but wonder, these are the two guys who are so stubborn and refuse to say a word, even if you snort, it's still an attitude.

What's the matter with you not saying a word or even making a sound? And they don't remember that there is such a tough messenger among them?

Could it be that we don’t have enough contact with each other and haven’t noticed that there are such flawed people among them?

At this moment, they all had one thought in their minds. Those two fools just didn't grasp the chance of survival. How could they pretend to be noble? What could be compared to their own lives?

Integrity? How much is it worth? How much is life worth? What two idiots. Anyway, when they are asked about it later, they will say whatever they want. Even if they are asked when to wean, they will never hide what they know.

These are nothing compared to living...

Just when they were thinking about what questions they would be asked next, they could answer them one by one.

Lin Qian's voice sounded again:

"I ask and you answer, do you understand?"

At the moment when the voice fell, the third messenger looked at Lin Qian with dull eyes, feeling in his heart that holy shit, he now understood why the two previous messengers were so stubborn.

I’ve been doing this for a long time and it’s hard to be stubborn. You asked me about this shit, but you asked me to speak!

How can I cooperate with you in answering questions if I don’t open my mouth?! Damn it, you idiot, you are deliberately trying to kill us!

"When did you messengers become so stubborn? This is the third one, and no one has even made a sound. Is it because I can't kill you, or are you drifting away?"

Lin Qian stared at the messenger with a very gloomy expression. The messenger who was stared at by Lin Qian looked at Lin Qian with dull eyes. His heart had already collapsed. In other words, he was tired and there was no point anymore. He had to destroy it quickly.

Well, I'll catch the next bus and reincarnate.

Seeing that this person still didn't speak, Lin Qiangang planned to let this guy become an immortal and ascend, but he heard Coco's childish voice:

"Dad, these uncles can't seem to speak, so dad and these uncles can't answer dad's questions."

Lin Qian:……

messenger:??????

The atmosphere froze in an instant. Xia Hanxin lowered her head silently, looking at her nose and nose, as if she heard nothing and saw nothing. She was very obedient and sensible.

The corners of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, and she turned to look at Coco, feeling helpless:

"Girl, dad knows they can't talk, dad just wants to play for a while, oh, forget it, that's it, let's end it quickly."

Lin Qian rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache. He casually killed the messenger in front of him and knocked the red umbrella gently on the ground. In an instant, the entire fifth floor was covered with dust, and seven or eight ghosts appeared in the corridor.

Lin Qian looked at these fierce ghosts with a very calm expression. The hungry ghost appeared and ate them all. He reached out and took the shovel and a hook that the hungry ghost brought and threw them into the painting.

The couriers on the fifth floor are all going to die, for no other reason than because they changed the rules of the ghost post office so that the ghost post office no longer sends out letters to suppress the evil ghosts. From that moment on, they can already die.

Are any of them innocent? Yes? This is actually fart. Which courier can reach the fifth floor without a few lives on his hands?

Since Lin Qianlai came to this world, he has killed less than ten ordinary people. Compared with them, Lin Qianlai can be regarded as a good person who has accumulated virtue and performed good deeds.

After all, he can save ordinary people in a city by handling an S-class supernatural incident. If this cannot be regarded as doing good deeds, then there is no such thing as doing good deeds in the world.

Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little helpless. It was a stroke of genius for his daughter to cause trouble.

Taking out the black letter from his pocket, Lin Qian tore it up without even hesitating. It was a waste of his time to deliver the letter at this point.

Stab

The letter was torn directly, a coldness appeared, the lights in the corridor began to flicker, a figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs, footsteps appeared, the figure walked towards Lin Qian, ignoring Coco and the starving ghost.

Xia Hanxin lowers her head and pretends to be a fool.

Staring at this fierce ghost, Lin Qian was a little surprised. He raised his head slightly and looked at the extinguished light bulb. He probably knew what the killing pattern of this fierce ghost was.

"If the lamp goes out, you will die."

"Are there any evil ghosts that appeared in the original work? It's somewhat interesting, but that's all. There can't be more."

Lin Qian didn't pay attention to this fierce ghost, and just let the starving ghost eat it in one bite. It just so happened that he didn't have this kind of killing rule yet, and now he just had one more.

As the starving ghost swallowed the evil ghost in one gulp, the lights in the corridor flickered, and soon the light returned.

Lin Qian walked to the counter, reached out and picked up a red letter, her eyes flashing red:

"Is that letter just now the first or the second? Why is the supernatural being in this letter so weird?"

Lin Qian turned to look at the female corpse, frowning, a little confused, but soon he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes slowly narrowed, and he stared at the female corpse without saying a word, with a fierce look in his eyes.

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