The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 58 Paper money
I met no ghosts or bumped into anyone along the way, and there was only a thick and lingering black fog in the post office.

Soon, Marriott came to the counter of the ghost post office, and there were many oil paintings behind the counter.

The oil paintings are extremely weird, all of them are portraits, but upon closer inspection, they don't look like some kind of historical celebrities.

On the contrary, there are people in various costumes, some in suits, some in floral skirts, and some in plain tunic suits...

"There's nothing wrong here..."

Wan Hao murmured, then turned to look at the counter table.

"what?"

Wan Hao moved forward holding a burning green candle, and picked up a piece of paper on the counter with a golden gloved hand.

"This is... letter paper?"

I can't say anything about the hand feeling because Marriott is wearing gold gloves, but the paper held in his hand is very similar to the paper when delivering a letter, no matter its color or size.

"There is a faint ghost on it. This is indeed letter paper, but it has not been made into a letter... Is this what the people just now are looking for even at the risk of being attacked by a ghost after the lights are turned off?"

Then Marriott frowned.

"Is the person just now really looking for this thing? Such an obvious place, if you are looking for this thing, you should not miss it..."

"What's the use of this thing...Could it be used to write letters and send people..."

Marriott began to think about the role of this stationery, he didn't know much about the ghost post office.

The most information is obtained from Wei Ying, other than those who sent him red letters to make him a ghost hunter...

Marriott suddenly remembered the scene at that time.

Although he only saw a bearded face in the game hall at the beginning, but at that time there was not one messenger, but many people!

"What did they say at the time..."

【Light the letter paper quickly, I will deliver the letter...】

【quick!Luo, the post office has appeared...]

The conversation of those messengers at that time emerged with Marriott's recollection.

"Ignite the stationery...the post office appears..."

Wan Hao held the ghost candle in one hand, and tapped the countertop with the other hand.

"Is there any connection between the two? Why do you burn the letter paper before sending the letter..."

"After delivering the letter, don't you wait for the next delivery time to arrive at the post office to appear...Why did the post office appear just after delivering the letter...the benefits of high-level couriers?"

Problems emerged one after another, but with too little information, Marriott couldn't guess anything.

Marriott checked the people who sent letters to him, and found the information, but those people seemed to have evaporated from the world, and they couldn't be found...

And just as he was thinking, some kind of supernatural feeling emerged in his heart!
"Something is spying on me!"

Wan Hao's muscles tensed subconsciously, and he turned around suddenly.

Behind is a wooden wall, and the wooden wall is peeling and moldy at this time, but there are oil paintings hanging on it...

"Nothing? Or can't I see it?"

Marriott did not dare to act rashly. It is the basic quality of ghost hunters not to stir up chaos and shout before all the information is known.

Marriott's eyeballs kept rolling, trying to find the source of the peeping feeling just now.

"The candlelight of Ghost Candle didn't change much, could it be an illusion?"

After some searching, Marriott did not find the so-called sense of peeping, thinking that it was his own illusion just now.

"There are still 10 minutes before the 2 minutes set before, so let's go back to the room first."

Thinking of Wanhao turning around again, he picked up the letter paper on the counter. Although he didn't know what this thing was useful for now, as long as it was a supernatural item, Wanhao would find it useful.

Even if you don't need it yourself, you can get it and sell it for money on the Ghostbusters website in the future.

Wan Hao picked up the letter paper on the table and put it in his backpack. Just as he was about to leave, his body suddenly stopped!
"When did this thing appear?"

Something happened that Marriott couldn't understand!
There was only one piece of letter paper on the counter that he had confirmed, but he didn't know when other things were pressed under the letter paper.

It was a piece of colorful paper, with unknown patterns drawn on it, and traditional characters written on it - Sanyuan

This is a banknote, a banknote that does not circulate in reality!

At least Marriott has never seen or heard of a three-yuan banknote issued in China!
Moreover, what is painted on it is not a famous place of interest or a historical figure, but an unknown scene of flowers and plants.

Marriott could sense some kind of supernatural power on the paper money, but the supernatural power was very weak, like... letter paper...

"This thing appeared after I turned my head, who put it..."

Marriott's hairs stood up and his pores opened. This is the natural reaction of the human body under fear.

Some kind of unknown ghost has been lingering in the post office, and Marriott couldn't detect it, and even the ghost candle didn't give any hint.

Marriott didn't know what the appearance of the paper money represented. It might be some kind of persuasion, or it might be a precursor to some kind of attack...

"Gudong." Wan Hao swallowed subconsciously.

The sense of peeping came from behind again!

Marriott suddenly turned around!

However, he still didn't see anything, it was still the peeling and rotten wooden walls and the oil paintings of people who didn't know who were painted.

This time Marriott was holding the paper money that appeared just now, and did not let it continue to be placed on the table.

He wants to see what comes next.

"There doesn't seem to be such a supernatural phenomenon happening in the post office during the day... Is that why someone wandered around the post office at night looking for something..."

Wan Hao was not afraid of being attacked by ghosts if he took away the letter paper and paper money, because he just thought of ghosts or people passing by his door...

It doesn't make sense that other people can find things in the post office but you can't.

Wan Hao felt that the time was almost up and turned back to look at the desktop again.

However, nothing new continued to appear on the table this time.

"Is it gone... Is this some kind of ghost in the post office again..."

Marriott couldn't figure it out, but he didn't plan to stay outside any longer, and now it has exceeded the 10 minutes he set for himself before.

After that, he had to deliver the letter, so Gui Zhu had to keep it.

This time, there was no sense of peeping, and Marriott returned to the room without any disturbance.

Under the dim light in the room, Marriott took out the letter paper and paper money that he had just obtained at the counter to study again.

But nothing was gained...

At six o'clock in the morning the next day, the lights in the room were turned off on time.

Wan Hao opened his eyes after closing his eyes and resting his mind. After searching the room, he did not find the letter.

"Hey... I'm the only one in this room... No way..."

Marriott remembered the three ways of sending letters that Wei Ying once said...

The one on the bedside table is a personal mission, and the one at the door is a mission for everyone in the room...

At this time, there is only Marriott in room 17, and the post office should not make any unnecessary moves to leave the letter at the door of the room...

Only the last case...

That is to say, the mission of the courier on the entire floor in speculation...

Wan Hao opened the door with a heavy heart. At this time, the doors of other messengers were also opened. Judging from the expressions of everyone, Wan Hao knew that these people did not find his letter.

"Hey, the most difficult task has appeared..."

Marriott doesn't consider a task that requires an entire floor of couriers to be simple.

Marriott subconsciously looked at the counter on the first floor of the post office, but the post office was far away and Marriott couldn't see very clearly, he could only see a faint red...

(End of this chapter)