Mysterious recovery: I have no plug-ins

Chapter 762 Insufficient number of people
Hearing that Yang Jian was still unwilling to give up exploring the secrets of the ghost post office, Sun Rui was still very anxious.

After all, the place where the ghost post office is connected is Dahan City. If something goes wrong, Dahan City will definitely suffer first.

At that time, he, the person in charge, will definitely not be able to escape.

Yang Jian looked at the crowd and said firmly:

"I just asked to clarify some things this time, so I must go up to the fifth floor of the post office, and I will not give up on this matter.

The secrets of the ghost post office and some important information should be hidden upstairs, and these newcomers on the first floor can't ask anything at all. "

Seeing Yang Jian's appearance, Sun Rui knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter, which made him feel a little headache;

"But now we can't directly use Ghost Domain to forcefully invade the fifth floor of this post office, so what method should we use to get there?"

Now that the initiative is not in Sun Rui's hands, he has no other choice but to see if he can use other methods to dissuade Yang Jian from going upstairs.

"Is it really necessary to follow the rules of the ghost post office, complete the task of delivering letters, and go up layer by layer." Li Yang also hesitated.

Although they are all ghost masters, they cannot absolutely guarantee that they will not fall down in the task of delivering the letter.

Especially since he is still a novice ghost master.

Send a letter?

Do not make jokes.

Send a letter every seven days, when will it be delivered?

Calculated according to the interval between letter delivery tasks, it would take half a year or a year of hard work to complete the task of sending more than a dozen letters honestly before going up to the fifth floor.

Thinking of this, Sun Rui couldn't help shivering.

Not to mention that it is impossible for the person in charge of his city to work as a working dog for a ghost post office. Even if he is willing, there is no guarantee that he can live for another year.

He is not like Li Yue who has no problem with the ghost recovery at all, nor is it like Yang Jian, the ghost in his body has reached a balanced state.

"Send the letter to the fifth floor? When will it be delivered? I won't do it, Team Yang. It's not that I'm afraid of death, but that this matter is too troublesome." Sun Rui shook his head immediately.

Yang Jian also felt a little embarrassed at this time.

But he still didn't want to give up the ghost post office, after all, this was the first time he could get in touch with the truth so closely.

"Let me think about it." Yang Jian said helplessly.

Then he set his sights on Wanxing who was still lying on the ground again.

"How many times have you sent letters?" Yang Jian asked coldly.

Wan Xing wiped the blood on his face and said: "I delivered it twice, and it will be the third time soon, so I came to this post office and waited for the letter to appear."

"Then who is this woman?" Yang Jian pointed to the woman standing aside who dared not speak.

Wanxing quickly replied: "Her name is Qian Rong, and she appeared in the post office with me at the beginning, and she is the same group of messengers."

"There should be more than just the two of you on the first floor. Are there other messengers?" Li Yue asked suddenly.

"Besides the two of us, there is another messenger on the first floor." Wan Xing said again and again; "But I don't know his name, I only know that he lives in Room No. [-]."

"Since there are seven houses here, if there are no accidents, there should also be seven messengers. Are you lying to me?" Yang Jian snapped.

Wanxing shivered in shock, and immediately explained nervously:
"It was originally like this, but the other people who delivered the letter died last time, and now the seven rooms are not full. According to the normal law, there should be new people joining at this time to replace the dead messengers."

"So when you saw us, you took us as new messengers, that is, the newcomers you mentioned?" Sun Rui said in a deep voice.

Wanxing naturally nodded in agreement.

At this time, he also knew that the people in front of him might be visiting the ghost post office for the first time, but they were not the kind of newcomers he imagined.

"What about the couriers on the other floors? It's impossible for the other couriers on the fifth floor to die, right?" Yang Jian asked again.

Wanxing's eyes moved: "I'm not very clear about this, but I heard from other people that all the floors and messengers are basically not full. As for whether it is true, I am not sure."

He didn't dare to say what he said so deadly, lest Li Yue and others think he was deceiving them and be killed in a daze.

"He's right. Ding Hui also said that the couriers of the ghost post office often replenish new people on the first floor, but the number of couriers on the next few floors is indeed less than seven."

Hearing Li Yue's words, Yang Jian nodded.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he immediately said, "I forgot to ask just now, which floor is Ding Hui the messenger now?"

"Fourth floor!" Li Yue said indifferently.

Although Yang Jian was a little surprised, he thought that according to Li Yue's information, Ding Hui had been following Li Yue for a long time.

So it is not surprising.

"Actually, I'm curious now, is there a messenger on the fifth floor?" Yang Jian looked at the highest floor.

"I also want to know about this." Hearing this, Li Yue's tone changed a little.

He still remembered that when he forcibly entered the ghost post office, he seemed to vaguely see a figure flashing behind the window on the fifth floor.

Sun Rui frowned suddenly, and said with some seriousness:

"The situation seems to be a bit wrong. According to the results of my investigation, about nine or ten people disappear every day in Dahan City, and every day;

But based on the ghost post office sending letters once every seven days, it stands to reason that the shortest is that a group of talents will die in seven days, and it doesn't necessarily mean that the group will be wiped out every time, and some people will survive anyway.

The number of missing people does not match the frequency of this death. "

Not to mention, Li Yue and Yang Jian were all focused on the ghost post office before, and didn't think about it.

Now that Sun Rui mentioned it, he immediately noticed the abnormality.

Several people looked at Wanxing again.

But Wanxing knew these things, so he could only say with a bitter face:
"I'm a courier on the first floor. I really don't know much about this ghost post office. If you guys want to know more, I suggest you go upstairs. The courier upstairs will definitely know more."

Hearing this, both Li Yue and Yang Jian's eyes flashed with emotion.

But Sun Rui's expression changed.

Originally, he didn't agree with continuing to explore this ghost post office;

Because this place is really weird, especially after knowing some information here, I feel more and more mysterious here.

In the supernatural circle, mystery often represents danger.

I saw that Sun Rui immediately hit Wanxing's chest heavily, perhaps because he was upset, but the strength he used this time was not small, almost breaking Wanxing's ribs;

Sun Rui then sneered at this and said: "Hehe, you are playing tricks with me here, are you trying to trick us into going upstairs so that we can let you go, right? You have a lot of thoughts."

Wanxing's complexion suddenly changed, and he dared not answer.

Although what he just said was true, Sun Rui was right, he really wanted to divert the attention of the people in front of him upstairs.

There is such a high probability that he will be let go.

It's just that he didn't expect that his little thoughts could be seen through so easily.

(End of this chapter)