Mysterious resurgence

Darkness enveloped the post office and the entire building was silent.

It is said that all kinds of weird things will happen after the post office lights out at six o'clock. Couriers staying in the post office should not go out at night, otherwise they are likely to disappear inexplicably and never be found again.

But the dangers hidden in the darkness don't scare everyone away.

Yang Jian explored in the darkness, trying to dig out more information and secrets about the ghost post office. He knew that there might be ghosts wandering around the post office at night, but he believed that he could deal with the danger.

"The stair gate on the fifth floor of the post office seems to be open at night."

An old split wooden door was ajar.

After Yang Jian opened it, a staircase leading down appeared in front of him. It seemed that he could follow this staircase back to the first floor lobby of the post office.

He thought for a moment and decided to go take a look.

The old wooden stairs creaked in the darkness, as if they were in disrepair and were about to collapse at any time.

The surroundings were shrouded in a thick fog-like black haze, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on downstairs. Even the ghost eyes were blocked, and the distance they could see was very limited.

When Yang Jian finished walking up one flight of stairs, he suddenly stopped.

He heard a voice.

There was the sound of footsteps going up the stairs. Although the footsteps seemed far away from me, there was no doubt that the footsteps were real.

"There seems to be something going up the stairs downstairs." Yang Jian frowned at this moment: "Is it a ghost?"

The first reaction in his mind was that he had encountered a fierce ghost.

Because it is the time when the lights are turned off at the post office, it is basically impossible for a living person to enter or leave the post office during this time. Only ghosts will wander around after the lights are turned off.

"The footsteps stopped too?"

Then Yang Jian didn't hear the footsteps again, and seemed to stop on a certain step below.

Through the haze-like darkness, the source of the footsteps could not be determined.

But at the same time.

Zhao Feng, who was walking along the stairs from downstairs to upstairs, also stopped.

His slightly fat face showed a bit of solemnity and vigilance. Looking up, he could not see clearly everything in front of him and could only move forward by touching the handrails.

"You heard it right. There was a sound of footsteps coming downstairs just now. My luck can't be so bad, right? I bumped into the ghost inside the post office when I first came to the post office? And I met it on the stairs. Sure enough, the lights were turned off at night. Coming to the post office is not a good decision, I should have waited and come back at dawn at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

Zhao Feng hesitated.

He didn't want to conflict with the ghosts in the post office, as that would be meaningless, and the ghosts in the post office were also very dangerous. If he didn't deal with it well, he might die here.

"There shouldn't be any rush to kill the newcomer heading to the fifth floor. Although the black letter has appeared, the letter delivery task must be sent out at least tomorrow, and we can take action at that time."

Zhao Feng didn't want to face the ghost on the stairs and wanted to retreat temporarily.

However, just when this idea came to him.

The footsteps on the stairs appeared again. It seemed that the owner of the footsteps continued walking down after a short pause. Moreover, judging from the frequency of the sound, the footsteps did not slow down, but had a vague tendency to speed up.

"It seems to be coming towards me." Zhao Feng immediately gave up the idea of ​​turning around and leaving.

He knew very well that if the ghost was really targeting him, it would be meaningless to turn around and leave. The ghost would follow him until the attack was over.

"There is no other way but to deal with the coming ghost first." Zhao Feng was well prepared and stared straight ahead.

He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he was judging the distance between them by the position of the footsteps.

Yang Jian came down the stairs. Although he hesitated briefly, he did not hesitate for too long because he was confident to deal with the upcoming ghost.

Ghostly eyes peek.

Although the distance he could see was limited, he could at least see clearly ahead.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's face changed slightly. He didn't know if he had an illusion. He actually saw a person on the stairs. He was a slightly fat man wearing an apron. He was about forty or fifty years old. This man had a solemn face. , raised his head slightly and looked over here with sharp eyes.

He seemed to be wary of himself.

"Why is there still a living person in the post office at this time? Is it a messenger? But this is the staircase leading to the fifth floor. There is no way for ordinary messengers to appear on this staircase."

"He stopped and didn't move, as if he was wary of me? No, no, it's night now and he can't see me. He probably only heard my footsteps like I did before, so he must have thought I was a ghost at the moment, I felt like I was going to meet him, so I was prepared to deal with it.”

"What is the purpose of the courier on the fifth floor coming to the post office at night? The mission of delivering letters cannot occur at night. Could it be that he came to the post office in advance to rest? That's not right. The situation on the fifth floor is so complicated. It is basically impossible for the courier to be still fine. Run to the post office at night."

Yang Jian saw Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng did not see Yang Jian.

So Yang Jian was observing and thinking, and immediately analyzed some situations in his mind.

He felt that the appearance of this person was related to the black letter in his hand. Lao Li in Room 502 said that once the black letter left that room, the letter delivery mission on the fifth floor of the post office would continue.

Once a letter delivery task occurs, the courier on the fifth floor of the post office must be able to receive the signal.

"In all likelihood, this person realized that there was a problem on the fifth floor of the post office, so he immediately came to investigate the situation. In other words, he came for me."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and immediately got ready.

After thinking it through, he understood what he should do.

"The footsteps stopped again, and they seemed not far away from me." Zhao Feng remained motionless and calm in the darkness.

The more chaotic you are when facing a ghost, the greater the chance of being targeted by the ghost.

He did nothing. Standing still was the safest thing to do.

"Something's wrong. If it's really a ghost, the footsteps should have been walking down the stairs. It's impossible to stop for a while."

Although Zhao Feng has not been exposed to supernatural events for a long time, his previous experience is still there.

"What if the footsteps are not ghosts, but people?"

A guess appeared in his mind.

Then Zhao Feng realized something and was shocked.

"not good."

Zhao Feng immediately took out a white bone from his pocket, which looked like a human rib, but only half of it was left. He pushed the whole bone hard against the handrail of the stairs next to him.

Like striking a match, this white bone was suddenly ignited.

A gloomy blue fire appeared. The flame was like a phosphorus fire between tombs, floating in the air for a short time. Although there was no burning material, it could not be extinguished in a short time.

The phosphorus fire coming from the bones quickly dispelled the surrounding darkness.

all of a sudden.

Everything around me can be seen clearly, and the light is even better than when the lights are on during the day.

next moment.

Zhao Feng suddenly saw a person, standing condescendingly on the stairs looking at him. This person was very young, about 20 years old, with cold and sharp eyes. And the most impressive thing was that this person had a red tattoo on his forehead. His eyes were moving, very restless.

"This person should be the newcomer who went to the fifth floor and took the black letter."

The moment he saw Yang Jian, Zhao Feng made a subconscious judgment.

I have to say that this judgment is very accurate. He does have a strong adaptability, which is much better than the messengers Yang Jian has come into contact with before.

"My name is Zhao Feng, the messenger from the fifth floor. I have to return to the fifth floor because of something. I didn't expect to meet other messengers here. I haven't seen you on the fifth floor before. You should be a newcomer from the fourth floor. Wandering around the post office at night is not a good habit, and you may be in danger if you are not careful."

Zhao Feng looked indifferent, showing neither hostility nor pretentiousness.

For people like them, an attitude that is too good or too bad will arouse hostility from others. A neither cold nor indifferent attitude is most suitable for greeting someone when they meet for the first time.

Now that we have lost the opportunity to take the lead, we will proceed step by step and observe first.

At least get to know the other person's situation first.