Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After a slight adjustment in front of the post office, Yue Li first signaled to Yang Jian and Zhou Ze beside him.

Next, he was about to open the door. He didn't know what he would encounter at that time, so he reminded the two to be careful.

As for Yue Li himself, although he took it seriously, he was not very worried.

After all, his strength was very strong.

Then Yue Li decisively stretched out his hand and directly opened the door of the ghost post office.

But as soon as he pushed the door open, an axe came down on his forehead.

"Looking for death!"

Facing the axe coming down head-on, Yue Li's face was not surprised at all, because when he pushed the door open, he had already found someone hiding behind the door.

Yue Li stretched out his hand at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye, and grabbed the man's arm first.

Yue Li's hand strength was very strong, and the axe stopped in mid-air.

At this time, Yue Li saw clearly that the one who did it was the old man they met before.

The old man's face was black and his eyes were extremely vicious.

The look towards Yue Li was full of resentment.

"I am lucky that I did not take the initiative to attack you. I did not expect that you would have the courage to attack me."

At this time, Yue Li looked at the old man in front of him with indifference.

He was like looking at a fool who was looking for death.

The next second.

Yue Li stretched out his leg and kicked. Although it did not seem to use much strength, he kicked the old man directly out.

I don't know if it was because Yang Jian had dismembered one of the old man's arms before, so the old man's horror level was reduced.

Or maybe Yue Li's strength was too strong, and he kicked him away with just a "light" kick.

After dealing with the old man, Yue Li walked slowly into the post office.

At this time, in this weird post office hall, there were many people of all kinds;

Their clothes and appearances were different, as if they had spanned several years, more than ten years, or even decades.

When Yue Li stepped into the post office, all these people stopped what they were doing, turned their heads and looked at Yue Li.

The eyes of these people were different, but they were as strange as those of evil spirits;

But there were some special emotions mixed in:

There were warnings, threats, surprise, astonishment, and numbness.

From this, it can be seen that these people are not evil spirits;

Because real evil spirits will not have these emotions of living people.

Yue Li did not care about the eyes of these people, but calmly walked forward a few steps, while observing the people in the hall.

Although it was the first time to see them, Yue Li felt that these people's faces were very familiar.

These people are basically all the characters in the oil paintings on the first floor or the fifth floor.

However, there are also a few people among them who make Yue Li feel very strange.

Yue Li is still very confident in his memory;

But these few strangers, he can be sure that they have never appeared in the oil paintings on the first floor or the fifth floor.

Yue Li's eyes stayed on these strangers for a while longer.

The clothes these people wore were very old, as if they had been forgotten.

"If I'm not mistaken, these are all messengers who delivered three letters on the fifth floor of the post office. Although some of them did not appear in the oil painting, their identities are not difficult to guess."

Yue Li thought to himself;

It is totally unimaginable that there is such a group of people hiding in the depths of the oil painting space in the ghost post office.

The key is that these people may have completed the task of delivering letters on the fifth floor and left the post office, so they left portraits;

The most important thing is that these people even have the possibility of resurrection.

Now think about it carefully, the post office seems to be a huge trap, and it seems that there are other secrets behind this matter.

Just when Yue Li was observing these people, these weird people were also staring at Yue Li.

No one spoke first, and the hall of the post office fell into a dead silence for a while.

At this time, Yang Jian and Zhou Ze also stepped into the post office.

After the two saw the situation in the post office hall, they could not help but stand there in a daze. Even Yang Jian's face was a little shocked.

Yang Jian felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

What exactly does the ghost post office want to do by gathering so many people together?

And are these people really human?

As for Zhou Ze, his heart was also filled with waves of shock;

Why?

Why is there a ghost post office in the world of oil painting?

Why are there so many strange people hiding in this ghost post office?

What exactly do these people want to do behind this oil painting world?

At this moment, the old man who was kicked away by Yue Li just now stood up again after struggling for several times.

He seemed to feel no pain, and it didn't matter if he lost an arm. His sinister and black face revealed a kind of hatred and anger;

The look he gave Yue Li was full of naked malice.

After standing up, the old man moved his body, as if he wanted to do it again.

Seeing this scene, Yue Li couldn't help but squint slightly;

A cold smile suddenly flashed across his face.

"It seems that I underestimated this old man." Yue Li thought to himself.

At this time, he was still quite surprised;

When he kicked the old man just now, although he did not use all his strength, he also mixed several kinds of supernatural powers in that kick.

Although each of them is not very strong in terms of terror, they are not to be underestimated when added together.

Originally, Yue Li thought that even if this kick could not completely kill the old man, it would make him sad for a while.

But he did not expect that the old man would recover so quickly.

However, seeing that the old man seemed to want to fight him, Yue Li suddenly felt a murderous intent in his heart;

Just now, he just wanted to punish him lightly, so he held back. If the old man was ignorant of life and death and wanted to fight again.

Then Yue Li would not mind sending him to death in advance.

Just when the old man was about to rush over and continue to fight, he was stopped by another person next to him.

Obviously, someone did not want him to continue to fight.

Seeing this, Yue Li did not look at the old man again, but glanced at the person who tried to stop him.

"Who are you?"

Just when Yue Li was observing these people, Yang Jian beside him couldn't help but ask directly.

When they heard Yang Jian speak, the strange beings in the hall looked over.

But these beings just looked at Yang Jian and didn't respond.

If it weren't for the change in these people's eyes just now, Yue Li would even doubt whether these people couldn't hear the sound.

Or maybe it was because this place was originally in a spiritual space;

For a long time, there had never been any living people stepping in. Two living people suddenly walked in, which made these people a little uncomfortable and even unable to accept it.

So they didn't know how to respond. (End of this chapter)