Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1034

　　 The atmosphere is solemn.

The messengers who came to the fifth floor of the post office early in the morning stared at Yang Jian, both looking at them, but also on guard. Some people were even ready to kill Yang Jian at the first time and regain the black letter. letter.

　　 But Zhao Feng's fiasco made them feel jealous.

　　 This newcomer on the fifth floor is not easy. If you really do it, you may win, but there will definitely be damage between them.

　　Wang Yong stood up and tried to change Yang Jian's position under the circumstances of his worries. As long as his position can be changed, this conflict can be avoided.

　　 "Do you want us to help you completely solve the ghost post office? Or take the ghost post office in your hands?" Wang Yong's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yang Jian with a little surprise.

　　 Very crazy idea.

　　 The average messenger can't even think about this question, and this Yang Jian seems to have made this plan a long time ago.

"Destiny is in your own hands, not in the hands of the post office. You may be able to get short-term freedom by leaving the black letters in the post office, but that is just self-deception. The balance will be broken one day, and for your so-called I don’t know how many people are affected indirectly.”

Yang Jian said: "Take this opportunity today, I will give you a chance to think and choose. Join me and follow my arrangements. I can take you to completely get rid of the curse of the messenger. Of course, there will be dangers during the period, and some will Death, but I believe that those who can come to the fifth floor have enlightenment in their hearts."

"In addition, looking at you like this, you know that life is definitely not good. While hiding your identity, you take the initiative. You can’t get a higher social status. It’s normal to live in a difficult situation. If you agree to my request, I will give you one. The settlement allowance is enough for you to solve your worries."

　　 "How much can you give?" The man in takeaway clothes said with a sullen face.

　　 Others glanced at the takeaway man with different expressions.

　　 Yang Jian stretched out a finger: "One person, one billion, regardless of life or death."

　　 He was also willing to spend the money this time, and directly offered a very high price, which was enough to make any ghost wielder at the bottom of the society move.

"One hundred million? Do you have read too many novels? Do you know how much one hundred million is? Seeing at your young age, I am afraid that you can't even get 10,000 yuan. I think you want to take this opportunity to divide us and achieve yourself. Don’t believe him, you guys don’t believe him, he’s not ashamed as Mao is here."

　　 Someone sneered immediately, with a bit of sarcasm.

"If you can't take it out, try it and you'll know. There is no signal in this post office. Otherwise, I can prove it to you as soon as I call." Yang Jian said, "So the most important thing is not the money issue, but yours. manner."

　　 "Money is not a big temptation for us. If we are not trying to hide our identity, it is not difficult to obtain money."

　　 Liu Ziwen in a suit said with an indifferent expression: "What we care about is freedom and life. The curse of the post office has affected us for a long time. If this problem is not solved, no amount of money will be given to us, we will die."

　　 "Instead of believing that you can solve the ghost post office, it is better to return the black letter to room 502 as usual, Wang Yong, what do you think?"

　　 Then he looked at Wang Yong who was wearing pajamas and slippers next to him.

　　 Right now, the two sides have not done anything, and there is still room for thinking about everything. Once done, there will be no discussion.

　　Wang Yong was silent and thinking.

　　 To tell the truth, he was indeed shaken. He just thought that Yang Jian was simply trying to take the black letter and start the delivery mission. However, he didn't expect Yang Jian to completely solve the ghost post office and even take control of the ghost post office.

　　 Once Yang Jian succeeds, the messenger can indeed regain his freedom.

　　 This is much better than continuing the delivery mission.

And this Yang Jian also promised to pay for the settlement, and it was still a huge sum of money. Although Liu Ziwen said that money is not important to the messenger on the fifth floor, this is just a lip service. In fact, the money is really important. It is so important that someone is worthy of working for this Yang Jian.

　　 Hope and benefits, Yang Jian gave it all.

　　Wang Yong believed that he was not the only one who was secretly tempted. The only worry was whether Yang Jian was worth his life and his life to bet on it.

　　 "There is no need to look at others at this time. You are all young and have your own thinking and judgment capabilities, so it's up to you to make your own decisions." Yang Jian said coldly.

　　 However, after a brief silence, no one publicly agreed to support Yang Jian.

　　Although someone had a heartbeat, it was only a heartbeat. After all, although Yang Jian said very well, no one dared to believe it easily, and these words couldn't break the ten-odd-year tacit understanding between the messengers on the fifth floor.

　　 After all, breaking the tacit understanding comes at a price.

　　 Once the team is wrong, it will definitely be liquidated afterwards.

　　 And the most important point.

　　 Right now it is six to one, no matter how you look at it, you still have a bigger win on your side.

　　 Someone else is right. Yang Jian's remarks may have divided everyone and made everyone confused.

　　 "You first send the black letter back to room 502, and then we will make an appointment with a time and place to go outside the post office to talk, then if you can really come up with a one-million-dollar household allowance per person, we can consider your request."

　　 Wang Yong opened the mouth and said a way to get the best of both worlds.

　　 The others nodded when they heard the words, and did not say much, and acquiesced to Wang Yong's practice.

　　 After all, one more choice is also a good thing.

　　 It is a bit reckless to make a decision now.

Yang Jian smiled at this moment, his smile was very cold, he raised the spear in his hand and fell heavily, making a loud noise, shattering the floor on the ground: "I think you haven't figured out a fact yet, I'm not asking you , But to give you a chance, you have no room for bargaining."

　　 "If the opportunity is given, if you don't seize it, then you all have to die here for me today."

"Young people have a temper to understand, but when you say this, can't you weigh yourself? The water on the fifth floor is very deep. It is not understandable by you, a newcomer on the fourth floor. You are the best for us older generations. Still respect it, or you will die miserably."

　　It was the middle-aged woman who was talking. Although she looked like she was polite, she was actually very strong, giving people an aggressive feeling.

Yang Jian didn’t say anything, but just said, “Since no one wants to take this opportunity, I won’t persuade me much. Now I want to know how much spiritual power you can use now? How long will it last?"

　　 "Don't worry, it's okay to kill you." Another messenger said.

"Then let's not talk about it, let's do it, kill me, I believe you can take it back naturally, I knew it was such a result, I should have attacked you before so that you can't make it to the fifth floor alive, now I am going to make up for myself This mistake is not too late," Yang Jian said indifferently.

　　 He didn't do anything first, just wondering if he could get a few messengers from the fifth floor to come over.

　　 Although the messenger on the fifth floor should be killed if he is correct, but from the overall point of view, he needs some talents to deal with supernatural events, not for himself, but also for the future.

　　 The six messengers were shocked when they heard the words, looked at each other, and immediately took notice.

　　 Hands on!

　　 Killed the newcomer and made the fifth floor of the post office business as usual.

　　嗤! laugh!

next moment.

　　 The lights on the fifth floor of the post office flickered strangely. It was daytime, but the surrounding light seemed to be disappearing. It was dimming rapidly, even if the lights in the post office were still there, there was no way to stop this dark erosion.

and many more.

　　 This is not black.

　　 But the eyes seem to be covered by something, gradually losing light.

　　 As the light got darker and darker, Yang Jian saw that a fuzzy outline appeared in front of his eyes, like a child's finger, which was shaking in front of his eyes, trying to cover his eyes.

"Are you ready to do it a long time ago? They just saw one of my ghost eyes and immediately made countermeasures. They wanted to cover my ghost eyes with ghosts. They didn't know the ghosts. Under the condition of eye power."

　　 "It seems that the messenger on the fifth floor is not bad."

　　 Li ghost covered his eyes, but he couldn't cover all of Yang Jian's eyes, because he had more than one ghost eye, and ghosts could only cover two ghost eyes at most.

　　 The lack of sight of the two ghost eyes means that the ghost eyes are suppressed.

　　 But it's more than that.

The entire lobby of the post office on the fifth floor began to twist and shake at this moment, and the light was changing. The body of the person in the lobby was stretched from time to time, sometimes shorter, sometimes tilted...A supernatural power interfered with everything here, A ghost domain was formed.

　　 "Don't give him a chance to do something, kill him in one breath, this man is more powerful than imagined, I can't affect his body." The middle-aged woman hurriedly said, her body was not disturbed at all.

　　Because she is the one who uses the ghost domain.

　　 "Wang Xiuying." The man in takeaway clothes said.

This middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying immediately understood.

　　 The hall was distorted, and the body of the man running on behalf of the driver was also distorted. His position was changing, and his position was twisted with Yang Jian's position, and they were suddenly very close to each other.

　　 It was as if it was transferred instantly in the ghost domain.

　　 It’s just that this way is a little more special.

　　 A sharp knife appeared in the hand of the man in the driver's clothes. It was a fruit knife, not big, but it was stained with blood, like a murder weapon.

next moment.

　　 The blood-stained fruit knife stabbed into Yang Jian's body.

　　 then quickly pull it out.

　　 The twisted place was restored, even if the man delivering the food didn't move, he had already moved away from Yang Jian.

The wound that was stabbed, blood flowed non-stop, and could not heal. At the same time, from the vicinity of the wound, the surrounding flesh and blood began to become ashes, cold, and lost vitality, as if suffering from some kind of erosion, rapidly Turned into a corpse.

　　 The blood-stained fruit knife is obviously a supernatural weapon.

　　Living people don’t even stabbing a knife, even if they cut a bit of skin, they will bleed without stopping, and then die quickly and become a corpse, even the ghost will be affected.

　　 Ghost covers his eyes.

　　 blood-stained sharp knife.

　　The twisted hall.

　　 The three messengers took action. Although the remaining three people had a tendency to do things, they stopped when they saw that things were going well.

　　 "He is dead." Liu Ziwen in a suit helped his glasses and said.

　　 "Don't be happy too early, he seems something is wrong, he hasn't moved." Wang Yong said.

　　 "I can't move, Li Gui covers his eyes. Not only his vision is blocked, but his body perception is also blocked, which means that he is dead before he realizes the danger."

Liu Ziwen said: "Perhaps he has the ability and ability, but when I talked before, I was ready to do it. I am waiting for this moment. He has less experience and a little bit of support, but this is fine. It gave me a lot of effort."

　　Wang Yong didn't speak, his heart was still uneasy.

　　 If this newcomer is really so easy to kill, then how did Zhao Feng stumble?

　　 "I said, this young man is not very capable and has a crazy tone. He was stabbed and is about to die." The middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying snorted.

　　 "Is this over?"

　　 There are also messengers who feel a little too relaxed, but they feel worried. They will not relax their vigilance until they are not sure that Yang Jian is really dead.

　　 "Puff!"

next moment.

　　 Yang Jian, who was standing still on the spot, lost his breath of life. He had become an icy corpse and fell to the ground.

　　 But after falling to the ground, an incredible thing happened.

　　 The man who fell on the ground changed his appearance in the blink of an eye. It was not the newcomer named Yang Jian, but a middle-aged man wearing an apron and a little out of shape.

　　 That is... Zhao Feng?

　　 Zhao Feng's blood was still bleeding behind him, and his body was ashes, apparently just recently.

The appearance of 　　 caused all the messengers' eyelids to jump, and their hearts shrank suddenly.

　　 If the Yang Jian was Zhao Feng, then who is the body of Zhao Feng next to everyone?

　　 "Damn, we were tricked..." A messenger screamed, but the words stopped abruptly before they were finished.

　　 A black palm caught his neck.

　　Ghost hand possesses the characteristics of suppressing a ghost. The messenger was unable to fight back, but with a click, his neck was easily twisted, and his body twitched for a few times before it fell softly.

　　 Behind him.

　　 A figure gradually appeared.

　　 The first thing I saw was a pair of scarlet eyes, emitting a strange red light.

"you......"

　　 Wang Xiuying turned her head abruptly, twisting everything around her, but she just did this when she suddenly tore a huge hole in her neck, blood spattered, and then her head seemed to be cut off by something and rolled to the ground.

　　 "Why, how could this be."

　　 Her consciousness is still not dead, and she can't believe why she is still attacked because she is so far away from that Yang room.

"Wang Xiuying." The man driving on behalf of the driver was angry at this time. The flesh on his face fell piece by piece. The exposed part was rotten and smelly, and his body quickly changed from a state of a living person to a state of a ghost. .

　　 He remained conscious and turned into a ghost for a short time.

　　 holding a sharp knife.

　　 At this moment, he is dangerous and terrifying, unable to be killed, and can easily kill others.

　　 But the man in the driving clothes strode forward, trying to attack Yang Jian.

　　 fierce.

Zhao Feng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and became awake, but his eyes were no longer Zhao Feng, but a stranger. As if he had received the order, he rushed to the driving man with rust in his hands. The stained iron hook shot at this moment, directly hooking into his flesh and blood and pulling it out.

"what!"

A screaming scream came from the mouth of the man in the driver's clothes. His figure shook, as if he was divided into two halves. The part that belonged to the living person was hooked out of the body by this rusty iron hook. Outside.

　　 At first glance, it looks like the soul is out of the body.

　　 "Evil Spirit... Zhao Feng, how could he?" The man in the suit named Liu Ziwen was completely shocked.

"boom!"

　　 But the words were not finished yet, a spear flew out suddenly, directly piercing another messenger who wanted to do it through his head, and firmly nailed it to the wall next to it.

　　 The body twitched a few times, and there was no movement immediately.

　　 blood, scream, corpse.

　　 It was just a moment of effort, and the situation suddenly reversed.

　　 Even the fierce driving man was restrained to death and was ecstasy.

　　 Wang Yong's palm twitched at this moment, he wanted to do it, but he didn't know why he stopped again.

　　Because he felt that he was being stared at by strange eyes. It only takes a moment, and he seems to disappear from this world.

"what!"

　　 The last miserable cry came, and the part of the takeaway man who was alive gave Zhao Feng a lively hook with that rusty hook.

　　 But when it was hooked out, the living part was instantly shattered like porcelain, and then immediately disappeared.

　　 Li Gui holding a sharp knife stood there, motionless, without any movement.

obviously.

he died.

　　 Not only him, but Wang Xiuying is also dead.

　　 One of the other messengers was strangled to death by Yang Jian, and one was nailed through his head.

　　 for an instant.

　　 Six messengers lost four.

　　 Liu Ziwen and Wang Yong are the only ones left. At the moment, the two of them are in a cold sweat, and the other is stiff and afraid to move.

　　 They are not without the ability to work hard.

　　 But all this happened so quickly, it made them feel a kind of powerlessness.

　　 It is obvious that the gap is not too big, why did you lose so badly?

"Actually, your abilities are all pretty good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it's a pity that you met me." Yang Jian said indifferently, and then slowly put down the corpse in his hand, and threw it aside like a tattered one. .

　　 His words are not modest.

　　 It was this Zhao Feng who had stolen the memory and learned the information.

　　 Otherwise, it's not so easy.

　　 "Zhao Feng...he rebelled?" Wang Yong glanced at Zhao Feng solemnly.

　　 is that he suddenly woke up and killed an important person on his side by himself, otherwise the situation could not be reversed so thoroughly.

　　 "I am not Zhao Feng."

　　 Zhao Feng spoke, but his tone changed and he became a stranger.

"So, it's no wonder that Zhao Feng didn't die before, and he still has a breath. It was replaced by a certain personality. When Zhao Feng was thrown out before, it was not a demonstration, but a trap." Liu Ziwen took a deep breath and understood the matter. The whole story.

　　 This is something that no one thought of.

　　Because everyone's attention was attracted by Yang Jian when he did it just now, who would have thought that Zhao Feng would suddenly stand up and attack the people here.

　　 "But you ran out of methods, and we haven't tried our best." Wang Yong recovered his composure, and he still had confidence.

　　 (end of this chapter)