I have a hundred clones.

Chapter 119 Red Letter
After Cao Ya imprisoned the Specter who was wandering in the post office, there was no new Specter behind him. It seemed that this night would pass peacefully.

Others did not ask about Cao Ya's ability.

For the ghost masters, what kind of ghosts they control should not be told to others, what abilities they have, and what killing rules, let others guess.

Even try to do some confusing movements.

This is all to hide their own ability information.

Specter kills indiscriminately, as long as the rules of killing are met.

The Ghost Riders, however, took the initiative to attack, possibly targeting other Ghost Riders, not Specter Ghosts.

However, the golden coffin in the house reminded everyone of Cao Ya's terror.

You must know that gold is the nemesis of all ghosts, but Cao Ya's golden ghost seems to have jumped out of this rule, and in turn restrains all ghosts.

In fact, that is the ability of "King Kong Indestructible Magic". If the Dharma body is condensed, Cao Ya's restraint on Specter will be more obvious.

It's not enough now, it needs the assistance of other abilities.

He just used the powers of [Honghuang] and [Master of Mysteries] in addition to [Prince of the First World].

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Cao Ya to restrain that Specter, let alone imprison.

Of course, if faced with extremely terrifying ghosts such as ghost paintings and ghosts, Cao Ya's power is not enough.

Not to mention detention, self-defense is enough.

Without that Specter, the post office was completely silent.

Time passed little by little.

The living room was dimly lit, and several people were sitting in different places, not saying a word, or taking a nap against the wall.

Cao Ya sat down beside the door, staying up all night had no effect on him, closed his eyes, and meditated on the "King Kong Indestructible Magic".

Because of the special effect of gold in the world of [Mysterious Recovery], he is particularly interested in the secret knowledge of the law body in the world of [Israeli].

The night is long, but it will pass.

Twelve hours have passed.

At six in the morning.

The darkness in the post office dissipated, light penetrated from outside the door, and the lights in the room went out very punctually.

After the lights went out, everyone in the room woke up.

They all realized that it was dawn and the danger of the night had passed.

Opening the door, a few people walked out.

Although it is daytime, the post office is not much different from the night, it is still dark, but the lights are on during the day, so it does not seem so depressing and dark.

At night, the hallway lights are off, and the house lights are on, but the opposite is true during the day.

After a few people walked out, they couldn't help but look back at Room 17.

On the door handle of the wooden door, there are a few tiny traces, which were left after the fingernails were scratched, but they were very shallow, because last night that Li Gui had just activated his ability, and it had not yet taken effect, and was dragged in by Cao Ya. It was sealed after the confrontation.

From this, we can also see the horror of that Specter, in the ghost post office, it can even leave some traces.

Spiritual objects and strange places, regardless of being old and dilapidated, are actually indestructible under the blessing of special rules.

In other words, even if it is destroyed or damaged, it will slowly recover.

Li Yang was the last to come out, and when the door closed, he paused for a while.

Cao Ya seemed to have guessed what Li Yang was thinking, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, that ghost was sealed by me. Although it can't be said that it is like real gold, it can be imprisoned indefinitely without external intervention, but it is still not a big problem for three to five months."

Li Yang breathed a sigh of relief and slammed the door shut.

Three or five months...for such a long time, if they still can't handle this ghost post office...then they are probably dead too?

He is a member of Yang Jian's team. He knows Yang Jian's strength, and now he has seen Cao Ya's terror with his own eyes.

With the blessing of the two captains, if the ghost post office can't be solved...then I'm afraid it will have to be dispatched by Mr. Qin from the headquarters in person.

In China, the most terrifying ghost hunter is not the captain, but Qin Lao, an alien who was born as a "ghost".

At least for now.

At this time, Wanxing and the woman named Qian Rong also came out.

It seemed that something happened between them last night. Wanxing's face was ugly. When he saw Cao Ya and Yang Jian, his eyes were dodged in fear.

Qian Rong, on the other hand, looked haggard and stood at the door at a loss, isolated and helpless, as if she was desperate.

"Have you received the letter?" Wang Shan asked.

"No...No." Wanxing didn't want to answer at first, but after seeing a few people beside Wang Shan, he immediately answered in a rush.

"Neither do I." Qian Rong also replied.

Wang Shan frowned. This is a bit strange. It stands to reason that there will be a letter this morning. If one person doesn't receive it, it's fine. Three people haven't received it. What's the matter?

Cao Ya raised his chin:
"Who said it didn't show up? Nuo, where is it?"

Cao Ya strode forward, he sensed the existence of the letter.

There is an old counter in the hall. The counter is very dated and covered with dust. No one has wiped it for a long time, and an unsealed letter is neatly placed on it.

It was a red letter.

Seeing the red letter, the three messengers, Wang Shan, Wanxing, and Qian Rong, were all taken aback.

Obviously, they have never encountered this situation.

Cao Ya looked at the red letter, turned around and looked at the other people who came by, and smiled:
"Ghost Post Office wants us to act together, this thing is not an ordinary thing at first glance."

Yang Jian stared at the letter:
"There is no word on it, not even an address, how can I send it?"

Cao Ya spread his hands and said with a smile:

"Then don't send it."

The voice fell, and before the others could react, Cao Ya picked up the red letter.

As soon as the letter is picked up—

Suddenly, a cold breeze blew on the counter, blowing over the dust on the counter, and a line of crooked handwriting emerged from the dust, forming a sentence.

It was an address that recorded a strange and strange place.

"Send the letter to the owner of Fushouyuan No. 78."

"Duration: 7 days."

Obviously, that's the messenger's job.

However, this task has no name, no penalty for failure, and no reward for completion.

It's just a simple task of sending a letter.

"This is the mission of sending letters?" Cao Ya pondered, he didn't feel anything about the appearance of the handwriting just now, as if it really appeared out of thin air, without any power, but that was impossible.

Cao Ya's fingers were surrounded by splendid golden light. He actually planned to tear up the letter directly, fight against the ghost, seal the ghost, and go upstairs simply and rudely.

With last night's experience, everyone knows that Cao Ya really has the ability.

But Yang Jian stopped him.

"This letter is very special and can be visited on the spot."

Yang Jian calmly analyzed:

"I remember you said that when these messengers send letters, they will lead to the outbreak of supernatural events in a certain place. Instead of letting that Specter recover unconsciously, it is better for us to run and deal with it."

Cao Ya is surprised, is Yang Jian this kind of character?
(End of this chapter)