Mysterious recovery

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It was a short-haired woman with eyes open, weird and frightening, as if she had already woken up.

Yang Jian threw the corpse in his hands to 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 the ghost hand to produce a supernatural suppression, which made it hard Break it into pieces.

After the glass bottle was shattered, yellow liquid flowed out, and there was a peculiar smell in the air, making people unable to bear the urge to vomit.

The remaining two glass bottles were broken in turn.

One arm and the woman's head were taken out.

"One arm is 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 pieces of the puzzle and a fifth is missing.

"Maybe there is no fifth jigsaw puzzle at all. Of course, there may be one. It's just that I haven't found all the pieces yet, but it doesn't matter. The main parts have been retrieved. I want to see the result." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he began to assemble the pieces. corpse.

The ice-cold legs are elastic, but they fit perfectly on the corpse at this moment, and the cut is very smooth, as if they were cut out by someone with a sharp tool.

So far, Yang Jian only knows of a hatchet that can produce such a sharp weapon.

No, there is also an axe.

It's just that the ax exists in the world of oil painting, and no one knows who the real ax is in the hands of outsiders, or which ghost.

After the legs were put together, the wound at the joint began to disappear rapidly. The corpse seemed to be growing and healing, which made people feel incredible.

"Will there be any problems if this continues? These corpses seem to have been scattered intentionally, and the corpses are buried on the first floor. Obviously, they don't want people to find out. If the corpse is awakened now, will it cause any terrible consequences? "Zhou Ze looked at Yang Jian and said with some worry.

"Maybe it's the best choice not to move it." Zhong Yan said anxiously.

Li Yang and Wang Yong didn't speak. Although they felt that this was wrong, they were unavoidably curious.

Yang Jian said: "The age of this glass bottle is more than ten years, and it has not reached the point where it was established together with the post office. This shows that the corpse has nothing to do with the post office itself. It is just that someone dismembered the corpse and left At the post office."

"I'm curious, why must the body be left in the post office instead of being taken away? If she was killed by an enemy during her lifetime, the body would have been damaged long ago, or held separately, so it is unlikely to be left in the post office. a place."

"Do you think there is some reason for this corpse 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 period when the black letter started. Maybe it is not so simple behind this matter, but this corpse must be earlier than that black letter, but it is very possible It was the beginning of that."

While speaking, the arms of the corpse were also pieced together.

But still missing an arm.

The woman's head was left unattached.

"Be careful." Wang Yong reminded.

Yang Jian nodded, signaling everyone to be vigilant, then took the dead man's head with eyes open, as if he was dying, and placed it on the neck of the corpse.

The same incomparable fit.

It fits perfectly.

Moreover, the corpse was growing and healing rapidly, filling up the last wound.

Just like that, a pale female corpse with one arm missing was lying in front of everyone. The female corpse was not naked, but black letter paper was pasted on her body. The letter paper was worn by the female corpse like clothes, but the letter paper on it Very special, with some kind of curse.

Ye Zhen had warned Yang Jian before, so Yang Jian didn't touch the things on the corpse.

"The eyes are closed."

Everyone saw that the opened eyes on the corpse slowly closed at this moment, as if the resentment had been vented, and they could die with peace of mind.

But this is impossible.

The corpse has not rotted after being soaked for so many years. There must be some supernatural power maintaining it. This corpse is definitely not an ordinary corpse. It is either a ghost or a ghost master.

But past experience tells them.

Ghosts are more likely.

Because even a ghost master can't live in this state for more than ten years, and then wake up.

Time passed by little by little, but there was no tendency to wake up.

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise came from behind, which suddenly startled everyone.

But he saw that the door of room 504 was opened behind him.

"Bah, what the hell, it's so evil, but fortunately, I, Ye, is very strong, and I would definitely die if I were someone else."

The voice sounded, but Ye Zhen walked out swaggeringly. 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 weird music. .

The reason why it was intermittent was because the record was badly damaged and artificially damaged.

"The last piece of the puzzle?" Yang Jian's eyes froze.

His guess was wrong, not because the body was incomplete, but because the last piece of the puzzle was not found.

And the reason why I couldn't find it was because the arm had been taken away a long time ago, and it wasn't in the glass bottle.

"You people are too perverted to squat together to study a female corpse. I, Ye, don't like that."

Seeing this, Ye Zhen opened his eyes, and hurriedly kept a distance from these perverts, so as not to get some special hobbies.

"What happened in the room just now?" Yang Jian asked, "Where's Sister Hong, did you see her?"

"Sister Hong? That ghost in the red cheongsam?"

Ye Zhen said: "Of course I saw it. I had a big fight with someone Ye at the top of the stairs, but she ran away by herself. There was nothing in the room, only this ghost thing was singing, but I ruined it." .”

"Did you fight with sister Hong? And chased her away?" Yang Jian was in shock when he heard that.

No wonder Ye Zhen didn't move before, it turned out that there was a conflict with Sister Hong.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill her, but don't worry, the next time I see her, I, Ye, will definitely compete with her again and fight for life and death." Ye Zhen snorted coldly, looking a little shameless.

"If you can kill her, I have no objection." 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 played with seems to be missing an arm. Fortunately, I found it in the room just now. Let's see if it can be used." After Ye Zhen finished speaking, he forcibly removed the arm from the record player and threw it away. past.

After Yang passed, "You seem to be very interested in this corpse."

"Nonsense, no, don't slander me." Ye Zhen hurriedly defended, then turned his head away.

"I just want to know what the hell is this thing that can kill me, Ye, so many times. If I can, I want to fight it again. In front of you people, let's see what I, Ye, do. How did you clean up this ghost thing?"

Ye Zhen wanted to get back on the field and continue to challenge this weird corpse.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just pieced together the remaining arm.

soon.

The wound was healing, and an intact corpse emerged.

All the puzzle pieces are collected.

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 entire building was about to collapse.

This is not an illusion.

But it's really an earthquake.

Yang Jian saw with ghostly eyes that the wooden stairs outside the gate on the fifth floor could no longer hold up and collapsed immediately, and cracks even appeared on the ground. The cracks were expanding and soon spread densely.

"The post office is going to collapse?" The other messengers were confused.

This is impossible to happen.

The ghost post office is a place of supernatural powers, how could it collapse.

"No, it's not that the post office is going down, but something is coming up."

Yang Jian saw that the walls were peeling off and the ground was cracking. Although it looked like it was about to collapse, in fact it didn't. Instead, some unknown changes took place in the post office because of the shock.

This change is from the inside out.

It seems that the true face of the post office is about to be revealed.

But wait for him to observe more.

Sudden.

The ground cracked, literally collapsed, and they fell to the fourth floor of the post office.

But then the fourth floor also collapsed, falling to the third floor of the post office.

The third floor also collapsed.

The floors disappear layer by layer.

Chapter 25 The last 601

At the moment when the corpse was successfully spliced ​​together, I thought it would wake up a ghost that had been sleeping for many years, but I didn't expect that it was the entire ghost post office that changed.

The post office was shaking, shaking, like a strong earthquake.

The post office isn't collapsing, but the walls inside the post office are peeling off, the wooden staircase is collapsing, and the floors are disappearing.

The location of the original post office patio is no longer shrouded in a layer of darkness, and that layer of darkness has dissipated.

Caught off guard, Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, Li Yang, Wang Yong, Zhou Ze, and Zhong Yan stepped on the air and fell down. Every floor was cracking. Fall back to the lobby on the first floor of the post office.

Dust was flying and debris was flying.

It seemed that the old furnishings could no longer hold up and were finally broken today.

"Hey, what kind of rubbish building, if you say it collapsed, it will collapse. The guy who built this thing must have taken a kickback. It is a typical tofu project. If you meet someone like me, Ye, you must kill him."

Ye Zhen stood on the ruins and couldn't help vomiting.

"Part of the spiritual force that maintained the post office disappeared, so this old building reached its limit, so it was damaged. It was because of the corpse. The corpse opened its eyes and showed signs of awakening, and then this happened. Variety."

dusty.

Yang Jian stood still, his scarlet ghost eyes scanned around.

The dust that was flying immediately dissipated quickly, and the rubble on the ground disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

He used Huangquan to clean up the garbage.

soon.

Peripheral vision was restored.

On the ground, Li Yang, Wang Yong, Zhou Ze and others also hurriedly stood up from the ground.

Falling from the fifth floor, they were not injured.

They are all ghost masters with supernatural powers, and ordinary falls can't kill them.

At this time, everyone saw that the layout of the post office had undergone a huge change. It was a back-shaped building with five floors upstairs, and there was a staircase opening on the wall. The staircase was a concrete structure, connecting the upper and lower floors. All floors.

"There is actually a staircase hidden in the wall." Wang Yong's face moved slightly.

Li Yang said in a deep voice: "We were once attacked by a ghost on the fourth floor. When the ghost appeared, a staircase appeared, but it disappeared from behind. Now it seems that the staircase has not disappeared, but has always been there. Now, it is only covered by the wall, and the messenger has no way to find it."

"So this is the original appearance of the post office? The first floor to the fifth floor are all connected to each other, and there is no gap between layers." Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at it slightly.

"If this is the case, then the previous post office may have been remodeled by someone, and the rules for messengers going upstairs were formulated later, not from the beginning." Li Yang speculated.

Wang Yong pondered: "Only managers can do this if they have the qualifications to reform the post office and redefine the mail delivery rules."

"The knocker? That old man surnamed Luo?" Li Yang looked at Yang Jian.

This is very likely.

The old man surnamed Luo probably wanted to choose a new manager, so he formulated such cruel rules for sending letters, in order to select a good enough messenger to replace him.

"Wait a minute, where's the corpse?" Suddenly, the woman named Zhong Yan said cautiously.

These words immediately drew their attention back.

Everyone looked around, looking for the female corpse that had just been spliced ​​together.

Suddenly.