Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 110
The extension of the ghost domain covered the entire room. Standing under the candlelight, Lin Xian stared at the remnant of the Republic of China period.
In his opinion, what this old man said were all loopholes. Only the courier knows the delivery requirements of the letters in the post office. name a new messenger.
After all, the current post office is delivering letters to ghosts, and the old lady made a mistake from the beginning.
And if this is really the soul-inducing incense she said, then the ghost in her body cannot be so restless, and even wants to come out of her body. Naturally, the theory of soul-inducing is not valid.
In addition, the blood letters on the wall of the path during the day can also serve as some proof, because no matter whether it is day or night, when I pass this path, I have not encountered a ghost, which actually proves this from the side. The path is safe, but the blood on the wall says there is a ghost, so the simplest point is that the ghost refers to the old woman.
For some reason, this old thing killed the courier here, and spied on the contents of the letter. As for why it was not cursed by the post office, Lin Xian felt that a large part of the reason might be because of the special nature of this old thing.
Perhaps, she is not a real person at all.
"Ghost realm? You actually have a ghost realm?"
It wasn't the old woman who spoke, but Zhou Deng, because from the time he got in the car and met Lin Xian, he had never seen this person use the ability of the ghost domain. He only knew that he controlled three ghosts, but after thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising. I think it's normal. After all, in the land of spirits, besides the ghost domain, is there any other way to get out?
"Xiangsheng, you should think about it." The old lady's breath became cold, as if some kind of terrible supernatural power erupted from her body at this moment.
"Don't talk nonsense, if you could kill me, you would have chosen to do it in the mourning hall, instead of leading us to this place."
The lotus flower on Lin Xian's face became more and more colorful, "But I have to thank you for letting me know some secrets of this inn."
After finishing speaking, the soles of the old woman's feet collapsed, and the ghost domain affected the terrain. He planned to bury this old thing directly 3000 meters underground.
Four sticks of sandalwood. He and Zhou Deng had exactly four ghosts in their bodies. How could it be such a coincidence? This old guy probably wanted to perform some kind of ritual such as sacrifice, or he had killed him through some alien resuscitation method. His wife was called back, and the intervention of the post office would probably ruin this plan, so this old guy came up with such a thing.
Fate is not determined by fate, and he wants Lin Xian to die unless this person can kill him with his own hands.
Seeing that the negotiation failed, the old woman no longer held her temper. She stood where she was, but at some point there were more paper figurines in her hand.
These paper figurines are very small, only about the size of a fist, but they are very agile, and they look exactly like the paper figurines made by the previous paper maker.
"Old lady, I also had a good name at the time, paper maker Feng Xiumei. Although it is not a well-known name, it is quite easy for you to remember."
Feng Xiumei is the name of this old woman, and she is also a paper maker.
Obviously, this so-called paper maker is not an ordinary craftsman, but the name of a ghost master, and it is a code name related to paper making.
In the ghost realm, Lin Xian saw this scene and thought of a person, the paper man Liu San.
Liu San's ghost is related to paper figurines, including the paper sedan chair of Chen Qiaoyang who came out of the Wang family's ancient house and the paper-making shop in Taiping Ancient Town. These seem to belong to the same type of puzzle.
"Wait, paper maker, paper maker, is it possible that this guy is the owner of the paper shop in Taiping Ancient Town?"
A thought emerged from his heart, and then turned into a thunderbolt and exploded in his head.
what is this?fate?
If you think about it this way, there is indeed such a possibility, after all, the owner of the paper-making shop has never appeared.
These paper figurines quickly broke free from Feng Xiumei's grasp, walked to the ground one by one, and gathered at the old man's feet.
The originally sunken ground suddenly recovered strangely at this moment. No, to be precise, it was the paper figures who put the changed terrain of the Ghost Realm back together again.
Feng Xiumei stood on the spot intact, but the path under her feet was no longer a path paved with bluestone bricks, but a piece of paper floor.
There were a lot of paper figurines, and even after filling the places brought by the ghost domain, there were still some paper figurines lingering at Feng Xiumei's feet.
The eyes of these paper figurines were all closed, but even so, they were affected by some kind of supernatural influence, and then they gathered in the direction of Lin Xian.
This is a supernatural product, and it is also the handwriting of this old man in the Republic of China. A rash contact will definitely be accompanied by some unknown danger. Lin Xian has no intention of using the ability of ghost hands.
The petals of the ghost flower falling on these paper figurines can't play a big role. Even if they can suppress a little bit of spiritual power, it is obviously not enough in front of these paper figurines.
For this reason, he still chose the original method, directly using Huangquan to bury these paper figurines.
This is the simplest and most effective way, but the fact is also true, these paper figurines all disappeared from the ground after walking halfway, and did not cause substantial damage.
But at this time, Zhou Deng on the side seemed a little excited.
"Successful!"
Lin Xian turned his head and saw that this guy was holding a stack of papers that hadn't been supernatural. He seemed to have stolen some paper-made items from Feng Xiumei.
Feng Xiumei wiped her cuffs, and her face couldn't help but change immediately, because all the pieces of paper hidden in the cuffs of her big red gown were gone.
"Good job."
Lin Xian stretched out his ghostly hand, and the white bones touched the paper figurines in a second. He was trying to steal this supernatural power.
Ghost Hand's theft was very successful, because at this moment his left hand was no longer alive, but made of paper. This was the phenomenon that appeared after his Ghost Hand stole a piece of supernatural power.
next moment.
At this time, all the non-spiritual paper figurines in Zhou Deng's hand stood up strangely. There were more than 20 of them.
Four percent.
Lin Xian used ghost hands to steal [-]% of the supernatural powers of the paper figurine.
These paper figures are not without supernatural powers as seen just now, but are all in an inactive state. With the stimulation of supernatural powers, these paper figures all come to life.
"Steal? It's impossible. Wait, this hand of yours. Could it be Li Shulian's?"
(End of this chapter)