Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

I thought that even if I couldn't completely get rid of the ghost post office this time, I could still control it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the post office hall, Yue Li and Yang Jian were overwhelmed.

They found that Sun Rui, who was supposed to be guarding the first floor of the post office, had disappeared strangely.

This made them feel more uneasy than Sun Rui being killed by a ghost.

"I thought that this time I entered the ghost post office and there would be a satisfactory result, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Li Yang continued helplessly: "What should we do next?"

After thinking for a while, Yang Jian said to Li Yang:

"I remember that although there is signal interference in the post office, the signal can be connected when you are lucky.

Try to contact Sun Rui by phone first to see if you can contact him."

Although Yang Jian's intuition told him that Sun Rui should have encountered an unexpected situation at this time, it would never hurt to try.

After hearing his words, Li Yang nodded immediately.

Just as Yang Jian said, although the ghost post office is in a spiritual place, it has a great interference effect on mobile phone signals.

Most of the time, the phone can't get through, but occasionally when you are lucky, there is a small chance that it can get through.

It's just that there is no rule whether it can get through, it all depends on luck.

Now there is no other choice, you can indeed give it a try.

Li Yang immediately took out the satellite positioning mobile phone and tried to contact Sun Rui.

But this time their luck didn't seem to be good. After the call, they found that the signal was interfered and they couldn't contact the other party at all.

Seeing this, Li Yang could only put down the phone helplessly;

"The signal of the mobile phone has been greatly affected and the number can't be dialed. Otherwise, we should temporarily leave the ghost post office in Xi'an and try to contact Sun Rui again."

Although he knew that the possibility of getting through the phone was not great, Yang Jian was still a little disappointed if he really failed.

He was still a little moved by Li Yang's suggestion to leave the ghost post office temporarily.

At this time, Ding Hui on the side also said:

"Anyway, we don't need to complete the post office's letter delivery task now. We don't have to stick to this time today. It's indeed possible to enter the post office tomorrow."

Without the requirement of the letter delivery task, they have more room to control and more time.

Just like entering the post office, they can wait until Sun Rui's situation is confirmed, and then come back again.

Anyway, they have enough letter paper in their hands, and they can come to the post office whenever they want, without constraints and restrictions.

Yang Jian's heart is more and more inclined to leave the ghost post office temporarily.

However, he did not make a decision directly, but looked at Yue Li;

Yue Li knew that Yang Jian was asking for his opinion.

He shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "I don't care, anyway, it doesn't matter if it's one day earlier or later."

Seeing this, Yang Jian's expression suddenly straightened, and then said to everyone:

"In this case, let's leave the post office first and contact Sun Rui first."

After making the decision, Yue Li and Yang Jian prepared to leave the ghost post office with the other two.

But just when they turned around and prepared to walk towards the door of the post office.

Suddenly, some movement came from the silent post office hall.

It seemed like something was rolling down the stairs;

And judging from the sound, the object was heavy, hitting the wooden steps again and again, from far to near, and finally rolling into the hall on the first floor.

Yue Li and his companions, who had just taken two steps, stopped immediately.

Then they all looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Unfortunately, although the lights were on in the ghost post office, it was still relatively dim, so they didn't see what it was.

Yang Jian, who was standing by, opened his ghost eyes directly.

Although the ghost eyes would be disturbed and affected in the ghost post office, it was far from being completely suppressed and unable to open.

With the help of the ghost eyes, some things that ordinary people could not see could still be seen.

At least the ghost eyes could ignore the darkness.

As the ghost eyes opened, Yang Jian immediately felt the darkness in front of him dissipate and his vision was restored.

But even so, he could only see that an object had fallen on the first floor, but he could not see clearly what it was.

After thinking for a while, Yang Jian looked at Yue Li again;

Yue Li certainly knew what Yang Jian meant, and said in a nonchalant tone again:

"Let's see what happens first."

Although they have decided to leave the post office temporarily to contact Sun Rui, there is no need to rush, after all, there is still plenty of time.

At least there is still about an hour before the lights in the post office go out.

They can check the situation first.

Seeing that Yue Li and he agree, Yang Jian left without saying a word.

And Yue Li did the same.

Soon, they came to the fallen object.

It was not until this time that they recognized what it was that fell.

It turned out to be a large glass bottle.

At this time, the glass bottle was filled with yellow liquid, like wine, and like a preservative.

What surprised them most was that in the glass bottle was soaked a pale but well-preserved dead head;

The head closed its eyes and floated peacefully in the glass bottle.

"Oh my god, is this a human head specimen?"

Li Yang and Ding Hui behind him also saw the things on the ground at this time, and Ding Hui complained directly.

Not to mention, after Ding Hui said this, several people found that this thing really looked like a human head specimen.

It's just that the glass bottle containing the human head is very old.

Whether it is the style or the newness, it can be easily seen that this thing should be a few years old.

In other words, the human head in the glass bottle may have been soaked in it for a long time.

But the strange thing is that this human head has no signs of decay or swelling, but is very fresh, looking like it has just died.

Such an abnormal phenomenon made several people guess;

Is this dead head special? Or is this glass bottle special? Or is the yellow liquid in the glass bottle special?

So it can keep the head fresh.

"How could a dead head soaked in a bottle roll down from the upstairs?"

Li Yang looked up at the steps, his eyes full of solemnity.

And Yue Li also looked up along the steps at this time.

As a result, they found that they could not see the end at all, because the stairs were dark, as if covered by haze, and they could not see clearly with the naked eye.

Even if Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes, he could not see through the haze.

Although they could not see through it directly, they could analyze it.

As Sun Rui began to guard the first floor of the post office, there were basically no messengers on the first and second floors. They either died after delivering letters or were killed by Sun Rui.

As for the messengers on the fourth floor, except for the few people present and Liu Qingqing who completed the letter delivery mission, those who could go up to the fifth floor basically died in the last letter delivery mission.

In other words, there are only messengers on the third and fifth floors now.

So this thing is likely to have been thrown down from the third or fifth floor.