The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 433 Broken Letter
Room 301.

Gu Li stopped outside the closed door and looked at Li Leping who walked forward to open the door without saying a word.

The dark and dull corridor was black and numb, and there were traces of thick smoke everywhere, but the burnt smell had faded a lot, but it still gave people a dull and pungent feeling when breathing.

In front of a wooden door, Li Leping took out a peeling and rusty brass key, and then inserted this seemingly ordinary key into the lock.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound, the door was opened.

The dim light in the room came out immediately, and there was no sound inside. Looking around, apart from the monotonous and depressing concrete walls that didn't even have vent holes, there was only a vermilion lacquer coffin lying quietly in the living room. I don't know how long it has been placed here.

"So this is the coffin we're going to bury?"

Gu Li looked at the background of Li Leping walking into Room 301, hesitated for a while, and then followed in.

He glanced at the aisle leading to the bedroom hidden in the dim light, didn't ask any more questions, but focused on the coffin in front of him.

"Although the color of the red coffin seems to be festive, it could not be used to pretend to be a dead person indiscriminately in the past. Only the elderly who have died of death are eligible to use such a coffin. Otherwise, in a feudal way, the corpse contained inside cannot hold Such a 'happy coffin'."

Gu Li's gaze never left the conspicuous coffin since he entered. Although he didn't feel anything strange or dangerous near the coffin, he didn't dare to take it lightly at this time.

After all, no one can guarantee that the old man in the coffin will suddenly sit up and fly the seemingly heavy coffin lid.

"what are you going to do?"

However, when he looked at Li Leping who walked into the living room, he found that this man who was exuding a gloomy aura did not touch the coffin immediately, but walked elsewhere.

Not far from the man's feet, there was a red envelope lying impressively.

"What is this thing? Why do I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

Suddenly, the moment Gu Li saw this envelope style, it seemed that Gu Li had triggered a key point in his memory. He seemed to vaguely think of something, but he couldn't immediately think of the answer.

"Ghost post office, your father who has been staying in the photo studio mentioned it."

Li Leping was not afraid of anything, just stretched out his cold palm, bent down to pick up such an unclear letter.

Why this letter was sent here, Li Leping has no way of knowing the answer.

But he thought that the letter had something to do with the old man lying in the coffin.

The ominous atmosphere revealed by the letter made people feel uneasy, and even Li Leping, who had turned into a different kind, could feel a kind of resistance from the bottom of his heart.

"When you put it this way, it seems that they do look a bit like the same style, but the color is a bit different."

Gu Li rubbed his chin, fixed his eyes on the red letter in Li Leping's hand, and gradually recalled the yellow envelope he had seen once.

By chance, he once saw several old yellow envelopes in the hands of Gu Chengjun, the manager of the ghost photo studio.

In this era, few people use this kind of old envelopes that require stamps and zip codes, but after all, there are still some special supplies that need to be packed in envelopes.

It's just that no matter what, it is impossible for someone to use such a red letter to wrap letter paper or objects.

Especially with such a blood-stained red envelope to send something.

"But why does the post office deliver letters here?"

Although Gu Li remembered the origin of this type of envelope, a question appeared that puzzled him even more.

The envelope will appear here, so it must be delivered by a courier.

The identity of the sender was not difficult to guess.

Since Li Leping had contact with Yang Jian, the members who sent the letter must include the captain of Dachang City.

But the question is, why?
"Yang Jian is tracking down that post office?"

Gu Li immediately thought of this, and then asked Li Leping.

Li Leping nodded: "Yang Jian is indeed tracking down the post office. As for the current situation of the post office, it is not something that you and I can know now."

As he spoke, he held the weird red letter, and then walked towards the coffin that was also as scarlet as blood.

"You want to take this letter away?" Gu Li frowned upon seeing this.

He didn't think it was a good idea, after all, the recipients of such letters should not be normal people.

There is a high probability that they are not even considered human beings, they should all be living ghosts.

And if Li Leping held such a letter in his hand, he might be regarded as a cut-off.

Picking up an envelope that has already arrived at its destination can cause some bad questions.

"I don't know what the purpose of this letter is, but the existence of this letter will inevitably cause some supernatural changes. There are already enough bad things in this place, and I don't want to cause any more changes because of this letter." Li Leping said.

Gu Li has Gu Li's thoughts, and he also has his worries.

Although he didn't know the meaning of the red envelopes, what is certain is that after Yang Jian sent two red letters in a row, Fushouyuan and Mingyue Community 301 in Haihai City lost control one after another.

And Li Leping remembers very clearly that when the recipient actually received the letter, that is, after Mrs. Liu in Fushouyuan, Dahai City received the letter, the letter triggered a change in Mrs. Liu, which eventually led to a dangerous and unusual incident. supernatural event.

At this moment, although the balance of 301, Building [-], Mingyue Community has problems due to the letter, the situation has not deteriorated to the level of Fushouyuan in Haihai City.

The problems in Mingyue Community can still be temporarily blocked.

However, Li Leping didn't think the matter was over.

Because the letter is still here, it looks ordinary here, but it is actually the most dangerous place in Mingyue Community, and even the entire Dachuan City.

Because Yang Jian lacked the key key, he couldn't discover the real weirdness of this room 301.

But Li Leping knew better than anyone else that this place was the mortuary of that horrible old lady.

At present, the biggest hidden danger is that the red letter in his hand has not been delivered to the recipient.

Who will the recipient be?

Looking at the vermilion lacquer coffin beside him, it was hard for Li Leping not to associate these two things together.

Perhaps, this red letter was addressed to the old man in the coffin?
The letter has been placed here, maybe it will quietly wake up the old man who was sealed in the coffin?

Or maybe this old man will break free from the coffin one day, walk out from inside, and take the letter away?
In any case, under the influence of various speculations and external factors, Li Leping did not dare to leave this coffin in Mingyue Community anymore.

If I don't bury the old man's body as soon as possible, Li Leping will have to worry about it every day her body lies here, for fear that this body will make a big mess one day.

"Okay, you are the captain, and this is your Okawa City, you can decide."

Gu Li shrugged his shoulders and didn't try to persuade him much.

This is Li Leping's city, so naturally he is the one who knows best what's going on in the city, and only he has the right to decide.

The two stopped talking and came to the red coffin.

After putting the red envelope in his inner pocket, Li Leping stood by the side of the coffin and said, "I'll carry it over here."

"Row."

The two of them exchanged winks, and it was quickly assigned who would walk in front and who would walk behind.

"rise."

The two leaned down and held the sides of the coffin with their fingers. With Gu Li's low shout, the two of them quickly lifted the coffin slightly with both hands. Then, the two of them reached down and grabbed the bottom edge of the coffin. .

"what?"

At this moment, after lifting the coffin, the two facing each other looked at each other at the same time, a trace of surprise appeared in Gu Li's eyes.

"Are you sure there's something in there?"

At the first moment, he even wondered if the dead old woman was too thin, so that the moment he lifted it up, the body slid to Li Leping's side, so he didn't feel any weight.

But after careful consideration, and the fact that Li Leping also looked at him, it was enough to show that Li Leping also felt that the coffin was abnormal.

Although they are all ghost masters and their strength is unmatched by ordinary people, carrying such a large coffin should not be as easy as it is now.

This lipstick coffin is surprisingly light.

It is so light that it seems that there is nothing in the coffin.

As if it were an empty coffin.

"I don't have time to worry about so much, and it's impossible to open the coffin lid to take a look, and just carry it out like this."

After a moment of surprise, Li Leping turned his head slightly and looked at the opened gate of 301.

"OK, go!"

Gu Li exhausted all his life's knowledge and spoke a few words in foreign language, but his face was extremely heavy.

Unusual things began to happen. Although everything remained calm, it was like the calm before the storm, which made people feel terrified.

Anyone can guess that the old man in this coffin must have revived the ghost, but no one can guarantee that such a seemingly thick coffin lid, which is estimated to be opened with one push, will be able to hold down a terrifying ghost. .

Gu Li, who was carrying the coffin, also clenched his teeth, feeling a great sense of oppression. After all, if the old man in the coffin suddenly sat up, within such a short distance, he didn't know if he would have a chance to fight back.

The two immediately started to act and walked towards the door.

"close the door."

Soon, as the two walked out carrying a huge coffin, the narrow corridor instantly became a bit congested, and Li Leping, who was walking in front, naturally couldn't close the door of Room 301, so he had to entrust Gu Li to do it.

He threw the brass key over.

"Interesting, it looks like an old key that has been used for a long time."

Gu Li took a little look at this seemingly ordinary key, but didn't look at it much, and immediately closed the door.

The dim light illuminating the corridor completely disappeared at this moment, and the two of them were shrouded in darkness again. Fortunately, it was daytime, and the thick smoke remaining outside the window was blown away by the cold wind in the community, so they could still use some weak The light can see the situation in the corridor clearly.

And just before Gu Li was about to insert the key into the lock, just to be on the safe side, he looked at Li Leping and said, "How many times does this key turn?"

"Turn around counterclockwise." Li Leping said.

He always felt that this way of closing the door was equivalent to letting this weird spiritual place go back to a certain time period in the past.

Of course, this is just a guess based on the ability of the old man, whether it is true or not, it is impossible to know now.

After all, the person who built this place is dead, and maybe one day in the future, there will be some problems in this seemingly peaceful spiritual place.

"Crack."

As if locking the door before leaving home, Gu Li quickly turned the keyhole once, then pulled out the key, intending to throw the key back to Li Leping.

"Eh? What's the matter with your chest?"

Suddenly, just as Gu Li closed the door and was about to throw the key back, an unbelievable and strange scene appeared.

Li Leping was also looking down at his chest.

To be precise, he was looking at his clothes.

Strands of shattered confetti drifted out from the gap between the clothes and the chest at this moment, and there was still a little blood-like red on the waving confetti, as if a piece of red paper was smashed to pieces, and then along the way The traces of the wind blowing in the air.

But the problem is, there is no crusher here at all, and the two of them are in a closed corridor, and the nearby windows are closed, so how could there be wind coming in?

"That letter?!"

In an instant, Gu Li thought of this only possibility.

The letters that Li Leping temporarily put away suddenly shattered, rotted and withered like flowers, and just floated out of his clothes. In the end, there was nothing left, and no traces could be seen.

"Could it be that you are the recipient?"

The next moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the pale and indifferent face opposite him in disbelief.

Gu Li doesn't know the operating mechanism of the ghost post office, but he has dealt with Lingyi for so long, so he knows very well that these envelopes made by Lingyi cannot be damaged for no reason.

Or, the envelope was destroyed by a stronger ghost.

Or, the purpose of the envelope has been achieved.

The recipient has already appeared, and when it is in the hands of the recipient, it naturally fulfills the meaning of its own existence, or in other words, completes the task assigned by the post office.

at the same time.

Outside Mingyue Community.

It was clearly noon, but the Mingyue community surrounded by walls fell into a strange gloom, as if the sun had stopped halfway here, the community was dead silent, and no one knew that the old man who had come out of No. 301 of the Jiu Building was wandering Where did you go.

At this time, on a street near the community, a bus appeared at some unknown time.

It came very abruptly, as if it appeared suddenly, and the way of driving was also very strange. Driving on the complicated roads of the old city, facing narrow alleys, although the speed of the bus was not fast, But it didn't mean to stop at all, as if it wanted to go straight through this alley that couldn't accommodate it at all.

However, the next moment, something incredible happened.

The space seems to be distorted by the ghost of the bus and rewritten. Every alley in the old city is extremely narrow, with low buildings on both sides.

However, this bus squeezed in in an incomprehensible way, and then drove all the way to the towering wall that surrounded Mingyue Community.

(End of this chapter)