The Magic Monk in the Second Dimension

Xia Zhi returned to the stairs and strode upwards.

"Follow me, let's rush!"

Yang Jian and Sun Rui looked at each other, they didn't intend to retreat, but followed Xia Zhi to continue climbing.

Apparently, the summer solstice has triggered the ghost post office rules.It is better to follow him forward than to stop the drums.

After all, this ghost looks really strong!

After walking through the stairs from the second floor to the third floor, when the four of them continued to climb to the fourth floor, Xia Zhi found that the stairs here were cut off.

It has been vandalized, missing a section in the middle, and looks empty.

The straps on Xia Zhi's body immediately flew out and connected to the broken stairs.

Sun Rui, Yang Jian and Li Yang stepped on the seemingly soft bandages, but they felt no different from stepping on the stairs.

When Xia Zhi and the others went upstairs, the water overflowing from the ghost lake rose very quickly.

Seeing the continuous flow of water from the outside, the three messengers on the first floor looked confused.

"What happened?"

"Is the water rising?"

They opened the door carefully, only to find that the water was rising very fast, it had already submerged several people's thighs, and it was still rising.

They didn't dare to stay any longer, they gritted their teeth and hurried up the stairs.

Xia Zhi's act of releasing water quickly flooded the first floor of the post office.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from an oil painting portrait on the first floor of the post office, trying to break free from the oil painting, but he couldn't break away from the shackles of the oil painting.

When the hand is stretched out, this oil painting seems to become a small world.

Much of the water in the ghost lake flowed into the oil painting, and did not continue to rise.

But the next moment, there was a crash, and a huge wave broke out in the hall of the post office.

This wave is like a big hand, directly took the oil painting off the wall and hit it into the water.

The oil painting sank into the ghost lake and disappeared immediately.

Seeing this, the people in the other oil paintings were all taken aback, and they didn't dare to make another move.

……

The four of Xia Zhi rushed all the way up the stairs on the fifth floor.

Valley Cave

When we reached the fourth and a half floors, a pair of high heels were facing the summer solstice.

The next moment, Xia Zhi found that there was an extra pair of red high heels under her feet.

All of them stopped and looked at Xia Zhi.

Yang Jian's eyes glowed faintly red as he looked at the high heels under Xia Zhi's feet.

"how do you feel?"

"Oh, she's looking for her own death!"

Xia Zhi twitched the corners of his mouth, and immediately a large amount of black mud poured out from his feet, quickly swallowing up the high heels.

"what!"

With a shrill scream, the ghost on the high heels was devoured by Xia Zhi.

This ghost has the ability to take other people's bodies, so it is useless to Xia Zhi.

A nameless flame blazed on the high heels, quickly consuming them without doing any harm to the summer solstice.

As soon as he entered the fifth floor, a slender ghost came towards Xia Zhi.

The shadow under his feet directly connected with the ghost under Xia Zhi's feet, as if the two were originally one.

This ghost has a high level of terror, directly suppressing Xia Zhi's ghost image.

Xia Zhi also felt a tearing force coming from this ghost, it was the other party who wanted to take the ghost away.

"Could it be a jigsaw puzzle of ghosts? It's just in time!"

Xia Zhi stretched out his left hand, and directly grabbed the thin and long ghost by the neck.

The blue and black corpse spots proliferated rapidly on his hands, suppressing the slender ghost.

With his left hand, he pressed the ghost to the ground with a bang, then raised the woodcutter ax in his right hand, and slammed it down on the ghost's head!

puff!puff!

The scene was extremely violent. Xia Zhi chopped off the ghost's head and cut his body into several pieces, but there was not much blood, which only made Sun Rui and Li Yang feel cold.

"No wonder he dares to call himself a ghost, he is such a ruthless person! If a ghost sees him, he will probably walk around!"

……

The lake at Xia Zhi's feet continued to flow, completely submerging the first floor, and began to invade the rooms on the second floor.

The messengers on the second floor also found that something was wrong and walked out of the room one after another.

One of them had just ascended from the first floor to the second floor. He knew Wang Shan, the messenger on the first floor, and asked him.

"Wang Shan, what happened?"

Wang Shan smiled wryly.

"There are new messengers coming, but they are very powerful, they entered the post office on their own initiative! They just rushed up the stairs to the upper floor, and they are going to flood the post office with water!"

Seeing the continuous flow of water rushing down the stairs, the messengers on the second floor were immediately blown away.

"What? Flood the post office with water?"

"How is this possible! Doesn't the water flow out of the door?"

"and many more!"

Someone lowered his head and smelled the lake water exuding a faint fishy smell, his face changed drastically.

"This is not ordinary water, it's water soaked in corpses!"

Hearing what he said, everyone panicked.

A messenger on the second floor asked with an ugly expression.

"What shall we do now?"

Wang Shan took a deep breath.

"Now we have to go upstairs! I just calculated. The water flooded the first floor in 5 minutes. The speed is very fast! And the people in front have helped us open the way, so there shouldn't be too much danger on the stairs."

After all, the water is still flowing downhill.Even if the messenger on the second floor has a different opinion, there is no way.

Do you want to hide in the room and wait to die?

……

The fifth floor is the highest floor of the post office.

Xia Zhi shattered the thin and long ghost, and immediately stretched the shadow over to control it.

The thin and tall ghost was beaten so badly with the woodcutter that it almost died.

Xia Zhi covered this fierce ghost with black mud, and the ghost shadow connected the opponent's shadow in two bites, making the whole circle bigger.

Sun Rui's eyes almost popped out.

"It's so easy to control a ghost?"

He worked so hard while controlling the second ghost that he almost died!

Sun Rui guessed.

"Could it be because of the jigsaw puzzle? Maybe finding a spooky jigsaw puzzle is easier to control than an ordinary spooky one!"

Looking at the ghostly shadow under Xia Zhi's feet that had grown in size, Yang Jian's expression was a little strange.

I have ghost eyes to match the ghost domain, and this ghost god also has ghost eyes to match the ghost domain, and his level is higher than him.

I have a ghost image, and this ghost also has a ghost image.

I have a ghost hand, and this ghost has controlled the knocker ghost, which is more advanced than the ghost hand.

I have a woodcutter, and the other party also has a woodcutter.

And the other party still has many methods that he has not yet understood.

No matter how you look at it, this ghost looks like an enhanced version of him!

On Xia Zhi's side, after the ghost image got the puzzle, he can not only use the ghost image to kill people, but also use the ghost image to control the human body, turning the opponent into his own ghost slave.

That is to create a guide.

When the guiding ghost's killing rule is activated, Xia Zhi can quickly reach the location of the guiding ghost through the shadow.

Although there is only one quota for this ghost slave, it is very good to use it well. It is almost equivalent to creating a spokesperson for yourself, who can help with some chores.

After Xia Zhi defeated the Slender Ghost, the ghost post office's ultimate resistance came.

All the seven rooms on the fifth floor were opened, and a cold and strange atmosphere overflowed from them, and a terrible chill hit the face!

At this time, Yang Jian was attracted by an oil painting next to him.

The person in this oil painting is [-]% similar to him, but there are also obvious differences.

Li Yang also noticed Yang Jian's gaze, and said in surprise.

"Captain, is this?"

"It's my father."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the person in the ghost painting suddenly blinked and looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian tried to reach into the oil painting, but he really did.

I don't know what Yang Jian's father said in the oil painting.Yang Jian no longer hesitated, and directly entered the oil painting.

"team leader?"