Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After leaving the wall covered with oil paintings, Yue Li and Yang Jian continued to explore around the hall under the strange gaze of the oil paintings;

At the same time, they were also observing the rooms on the fifth floor.

This time they observed more carefully and seriously.

They first came to the door of Room 501.

Previously, they stood a little further away to observe the evil spirit that Yang Jian had thrown here, but they did not find it.

Then they went to check other places.

This time, when they came to the door of Room 501, they immediately found something unusual.

The hole on the door of Room 501 that was chopped out by Yang Jian with a strange hatchet still existed.

Yue Li and Yang Jian could still peek into the inside through the gap.

Strangely, at this time, Room 501 was still pitch black, and no lights were on.

You should know that the rule of the post office is that after the lights are turned off at six o'clock, the lights in the room are on, while the lights in the hall outside are off;

Now 501 does not follow this rule;

Yang Jian was shocked when he saw this:

"It's already night, but there is still no way to turn on the lights in Room 501. Sure enough, this room is likely to be occupied by ghosts and become a haunted room."

He spoke in a very solemn tone.

Yue Li also saw the situation in Room 501.

But compared to Yang Jian, Yue Li was calmer.

Or before the lights were turned off, Yue Li had already guessed that there would be problems in Room 501.

"Since it has been confirmed that there is a problem in Room 501, let's put it aside for now and continue to look at other rooms."

Yue Li said at this time.

Although the previous plan was to attack the people in Room 501 or Room 502;

But it doesn't mean that this plan cannot be changed.

There are so many rooms here. After understanding them all, after making a reasonable analysis, choose the room that is really suitable for action.

This will be safer.

After hearing what he said, Yang Jian nodded in approval.

Then the two of them came to the door of the next room, Room 502.

At this time, there was no movement in Room 502.

Now it seems that it is basically certain that the room in question is indeed Room 501.

Of course, this is just a judgment based on the information currently available.

Whether it is Room 501 or Room 502, which seems slightly credible, Yue Li will not really relax his vigilance.

Not to mention that Yue Li discovered from the beginning that there was something wrong with the man in Room 502.

He would not really believe everything the man said.

After all, the highest level of lying is to say that everything is true, but some information is concealed.

After confirming the general situation of Rooms 501 and 502, Yue Li and Yang Jian walked along the room to other rooms behind.

Then they passed through rooms 503, 504, 505 and 506 in turn;

Although they did not open the doors of the four rooms rashly, they could not clearly know the situation in the rooms;

But through the cracks in the doors, Yue Li and Yang Jian saw that all the lights in the four rooms were on.

Although the yellow light was not bright enough, it was still very eye-catching in the dark environment.

"It seems that these four rooms should have fewer problems relatively speaking." Yang Jian looked at the doors of the four rooms and his tone was a little relaxed.

At this time, Yue Li's eyes were fixed on room 505.

A strange look flashed in his eyes;

"Did you notice that there was a faint sound coming from room 505 just now?" Yue Li said to Yang Jian seriously.

If Yang Jian, who had mastered the ghost eye, was definitely not inferior to Yue Li in terms of vision, then Yang Jian was definitely not as good as Yue Li in terms of hearing.

After all, among the countless abilities of the starving ghosts, Yue Li has inherited some supernatural abilities related to ears and sounds.

With the blessing of these abilities, Yue Li not only has extraordinary vision, but also has hearing that is much better than other ghost riders.

Yang Jian, who was originally slightly relaxed, suddenly changed his expression after hearing this.

He did not doubt that Yue Li was lying, but when he passed by Room 505 just now, he really did not hear any other sounds.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian came to the door of Room 505 again.

This time he took the initiative to put his ear close to the door. If he was not worried that direct contact might cause some questions, Yang Jian would even want to put his ear directly on the door.

However, although it cannot be directly attached, there is only a very small distance between Yang Jian's ear and the door, even less than a few centimeters.

After seeing Yang Jian's actions, Yue Li immediately stopped talking and began to keep quiet;

and Yang Jian began to listen attentively.

Soon, Yang Jian showed a surprised look on his face, and then turned around to look at Yue Li behind him:

"There is indeed a sound!"

Just when he listened carefully just now, he really heard a faint sound coming from the room.

But the source of the sound should be in the bedroom in Room 505. Because there are two doors between them, it was already faint when it reached the outside.

If it weren't for Yue Li's reminder, and Yang Jian's concentration and careful listening, he would have probably ignored the sound.

After listening carefully for a while, Yang Jian stood up again and looked at Yue Li again:

"This sound seems to be a piece of music?"

Because the sound was very weak, Yang Jian could only hear it faintly, so he couldn't be completely sure whether he had heard it wrong.

Therefore, Yue Li's confirmation was needed.

After all, Yue Li had not deliberately approached the door just now, but he had already discovered this sound.

That means that Yue Li's hearing is better than Yang Jian's, and he should have heard it more clearly.

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Yue Li nodded lightly, and then said:

"It is indeed a piece of music, or more accurately, a drama."

Hearing Yue Li's words, a light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

He hadn't thought much about it just now, but now when he heard Yue Li's words, he suddenly realized it.

What he heard by sticking to the door was the tone of singing a drama.

"Could it be that someone is singing a drama in Room 505?" Yang Jian's heart immediately began to doubt.

But who would have such a fetish?

In a strange place like the ghost post office, or singing after the lights are turned off?

Yang Jian felt that any normal person would not do this.

If it is not a normal person, then it is most likely just a kind of existence;

A fierce ghost!

Thinking of this, Yang Jian subconsciously took two steps back and pulled away from the door.

At this time, Yang Jian suddenly remembered another thing;

When they were on the fourth floor before, they heard the sound of someone singing a drama one night.

But at that time, the source of the sound was not in the post office, but from outside the post office to the post office.

And after thinking about it carefully, Yang Jian found that the sound of singing the drama heard at that time was very similar to the sound heard in Room 505 just now.

Could it be that the sound in Room 505 was the source of the drama sound heard that day?