I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 388 Riot in Oil Painting
Lin Yuan likes customers as long as they are willing and able to consume in the store. The look in his eyes is as if he is looking at leeks that grow by themselves.

This look made several messengers on the fourth floor feel very uncomfortable. They said goodbye in a hurry and left, going to the fourth floor to find a room to rest.

Lin Yuan felt a little regretful, but he also sighed, "It seems that the overbearing clauses that restrict personal freedom have not yet been popularized to ordinary messengers. Xiao Yang, you still have to work hard. At this level, you can't touch the most core information."

His voice was very low, just enough for only Yang Jian, Sun Rui and Lu Zhiwen to hear.

Yang Jian didn't know how to respond to this, and he had no way to continue. Fortunately, Lin Yuan didn't care. He took out his satellite positioning phone and said, "I'll ask Lao Zhang and Lao Yang first to see what's going on."

But after taking out his cell phone, Lin Yuan suddenly stopped.

Sun Rui asked: "Boss Lin, don't you have the phone numbers of those two people?"

"No, but it can be found. But Xiao Yang, and Xiao Sun, don't you want to step away first? You are employees of this post office and have special identities. If you appear with me now and are seen by some inappropriate people, something might happen." Lin Yuan reminded.

In his eyes, Yang Jian and Sun Rui were undercover agents sent by the headquarters to the Ghost Post Office, whose purpose was to investigate the Ghost Post Office's restriction of the personal freedom of senior executives.

In addition, given the father-son relationship between Yang Jian and Yang Xiao, if they really met, they would most likely be discovered.

Seeing Yang Jian and Sun Rui looking confused, Lin Yuan could only patiently explain: "Large companies like the Ghost Post Office will definitely conduct a comprehensive investigation of the senior employees under their control. Naturally, they are also very clear about the family situations of Lao Yang and Lao Zhang, including their parents, wives and children. Xiao Yang, you have not been discovered yet, which only means that you are not important enough in the Ghost Post Office. You are just a low-level employee, so you have not been noticed by the senior management of the post office. Otherwise, you will definitely be exposed. You should pay attention to this point. It is best to fill the loophole, otherwise it will be easy to get into trouble."

Lin Yuan spoke earnestly, and Yang Jian, Sun Rui and Lu Zhiwen understood and were in a good mood.

Because they have a better understanding of their current identity, background and positioning in the eyes of the "store manager", it will be of great help in their future interactions.

However, they really should leave now, otherwise it would be unacceptable.

The two of them went to the fourth floor. The three men and two women who had gone upstairs before did not enter the room and were waiting for them in the corridor. "You finally came up. What's wrong with the store manager? Why did he come to the post office with you? Did the Peace Hotel acquire the ghost post office?"

The leading man looked very excited, and the others were not much different.

The Ghost Post Office is too weird and scary. The first time you deliver a letter, you are in danger of death and it is easy to lose your life.

In order for them to get to where they are today, they have gone through so many changes in their companions and teammates that finally a not-so-tight team like theirs emerged.

Although the Peace Hotel is also very scary and used to force consumption, its methods are much milder than the Ghost Post Office.

At least, they will not be forced to participate in or deal with supernatural events.

Through the Ghost Hunter website, they also learned some public rules of the "store manager", one of which is that the "store manager's" cognitive worldview is in line with that of ordinary people.

In other words.

The "store manager" exists to develop the Peace Hotel. No matter how terrifying the real store manager is, or whether he is a so-called god, they only deal with the "store manager". As long as they communicate according to the "store manager's" settings, nothing will happen!
For this reason, if the Peace Hotel acquired the Ghost Post Office, although it would not help them get rid of the constraints, it would definitely be great news and they would not have to worry all the time.

"You think too much. The manager just came here to take a look around. There's nothing else to do." After saying that, Yang Jian walked towards the nearest room.

Sun Rui also walked towards the next room and ignored the messengers' thoughts.

“Are we thinking too much? Just tell us what you know. It is not easy to get to the fourth floor. Don’t force us to attack you.” The leading man’s voice turned cold. The other two men and two women also stood behind him. The spiritual aura around them gathered together, and it was extremely cold.

"Ahem! Ahem! As expected, the messengers are a group of people who don't know their place and are only afraid of chaos in the world. They should be cleaned out." Sun Rui finally spoke, without any politeness.

"Humph! Come on, do it. Are we five afraid of you two?" The leading man growled, "Take them down. I don't want to miss my rest time."

The messenger who can deliver the letter to the fourth floor has already become a ghost rider.

In the Ghost Post Office, those who dare not touch the supernatural have been eliminated long ago. Even if they have relied on others to get ahead, they would have been eliminated long ago.

If five ghost riders, even if they only ride on one ghost, attack at the same time, it would be difficult for Sun Rui to face them alone.

But don't forget, Yang Jian is here.

The coffin nails were used to nail the leading man to the wall. The scarlet light enveloped the entire corridor. Yang Jian's scarlet ghost eyes looked at the remaining four people in front of him strangely, "If you want to die, I'll send you off for free."

Faced with this deterrence.

The remaining four people retreated and returned to the room cautiously. Yang Jian did not chase them. He glanced at the ghost rider on the ground.

Once he was nailed in by the coffin nails, he was dead.

Only because of the effect of the coffin nails, the ghost in his body has not yet revived.

"If we leave him here, it might be even more dangerous at night." Sun Rui frowned.

The Ghost Post Office is already very scary at night. If there is another fully revived evil ghost, it will become even more troublesome. After all, there are still some good things in the Ghost Post Office at night.

For example, those letter papers. Sun Rui wanted to collect some at night when he came here this time. He couldn't always go to Yang Jian for his help.

The ghosts in the ghost post office will wander back and forth in the fifth floor and the lobby at night. As long as you create a time difference, you can get the letter paper without any harm.

But if this ghost rider dies here, his ghost will be resurrected here, but ordinary ghosts will not be able to wander freely in the Ghost Post Office.

If he really went out to collect the stationery at night, he might be attacked.

"We don't have anything to hold evil spirits in our possession right now, so it's not appropriate to leave it like this. Let's send it to the first floor, just in time for the store manager."

Yang Jian did what he thought. He picked up the corpse and pulled out the coffin nails.

Without the restriction of the coffin nails, the ghost in the corpse began to revive, but under the suppression of Yang Jian's ghost clothes, it did not immediately come out to cause trouble.

boom!
Instead of going downstairs, he threw the body directly into the middle of the patio.

From their perspective, the upper and lower parts of the patio were pitch black, probably blocked by some unknown spirit that prevented the messenger from going up or down the stairs.

The body fell into the darkness without any sound.

At the same time, in the ghost post office in the oil painting world, Zhang Xianguang was playing chess with Yang Xiao. The atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, even weird.

When they were at the Peace Hotel, they agreed to have a good talk when they returned to the Ghost Post Office.

But after they really came back, the two of them sat at the chessboard for half a day. Apart from playing chess, they didn't have much communication at all, let alone talk about the so-called business.

Both of them seemed to be waiting for something and were not in a hurry to speak.

Around them, there were many people with numb expressions, wandering and roaming in the first floor lobby of this ghost post office in this oil painting world.

This group of people have all passed the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office, and their true bodies have completely broken away from the existence of the Ghost Post Office.

In reality, some of them are dead and some are still alive.

But here, they are all living dead who can’t die even if they want to. It’s pitiful, sad and lamentable.

Ding ding ding!
Ding ding ding!
The phone rang in the hall, causing everyone who was wandering around to stop and look in Zhang Xianguang's direction with strange eyes.

A ball of white mist emerged from Zhang Xianguang's hand, and this ball of white mist actually turned into the shape of a mobile phone.

This mobile phone is very ancient, just like the oldest model from more than ten years ago, but it is really ringing, as if there is still a signal in this mysterious place in the oil painting.

This in itself is an extremely unsupernatural situation.

"It's the store manager calling."

Zhang Xianguang's eyes flickered as he glanced at Yang Xiao opposite him, and Yang Xiao was also looking at him at this time, or rather, looking at the mobile phone in his hand that was made up of white fog and ghost domain.

"The credentials to the Peace Hotel are also the node for the store manager to invade. This world has long been infiltrated by the store manager. There are not many secrets left."

Zhang Xianguang did not answer the phone immediately, but sighed.

Yang Xiaodao said, "Half a year ago, he took He Yin'er away from the post office. Didn't that prove it? At least the post office didn't impose any restrictions on him."

"That's right. Then let's see if the manager has anything to ask us."

As soon as Zhang Xianguang finished speaking, Yang Xiao, who had been keeping a cold face, suddenly laughed, a mocking laugh, "I didn't expect you would feel guilty like this, and actually use this kind of rhetoric to make me stand on the same side with you. It seems that the you in the outside world has indeed planned a lot of things. Are you worried that the so-called Peach Blossom Spring plan will be denied by the store manager? If you really want me to agree with your ideas, you shouldn't hide it and tease me, and still play it deep after returning from the store."

"Since we are in different positions, we naturally need to consider different things. Lao Yang, if I met you in real life, maybe we could really become good friends."

After Zhang Xianguang finished speaking, he answered the phone.

Are you good friends?

Yang Xiao didn't comment, but his eyes became even colder.

After answering the phone, Zhang Xianguang instantly became enthusiastic, just like in the Peace Hotel. The return of normal human emotions made him more alive, no longer like a cold corpse relying on reason to act. "Boss Lin, you have arrived at the post office, and you are still in the lobby? Okay, wait a moment, I will pick you up right away!"

Zhang Xianguang hung up the phone, and the smile on his face turned solemn. "It seems that we can't chat anymore. The manager has come to the Ghost Post Office and is now in the lobby on the first floor. He just notified us and hopes to meet with us."

Yang Xiao nodded and didn't say anything else.

When facing the Peace Hotel, they were still able to stand on the same front for the time being. This was a reverence for the unsolvable supernatural and unknown horror.

The two left the ghost post office in the oil painting together, and their conversation made the people here look at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

They have no idea what store manager is.

after all……

They are not normal ghost riders at all, but a group of alternative beings, neither human nor ghost.

"It looks like they are going to the Peace Hotel again. I wonder what that place is. Is there such a place in the oil painting? Sure enough, is it because we haven't explored this world enough?"

"That Peace Hotel is not in the oil painting world at all. I've heard it so many times, and you still don't know?"

"Impossible! We are all a bunch of poor bastards who live on memories. It is impossible for us to leave the world of oil paintings. Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao are indeed very strong, but they can't escape such restrictions!"

"That's true, but they won't let us go to the Peace Hotel together. These two guys are so abominable. They always eat alone!"

"Would you like to follow them and see for yourself? If all of us work together, we might be able to force them to reveal the location of the Peace Hotel. Aren't you tired of this monotonous life?"

"I think it's feasible. If I continue like this, I'm going to be driven crazy. If I can find a place to relax, I should be able to hold on in this hell for a while longer. At least before I completely dissipate, I can live a more relaxed life and not become a lunatic and lose my last dignity."

"Ha! You guys are coming together! Can you handle Yang Xiao? Do you want to experience the feeling of being killed in a dream again?"

"Stop talking nonsense! If you die, then die. It's not real death. As long as there are still people who remember us in reality, it's impossible to die even if we want to! Now is the time to fight once and for all. Don't tell me that you guys are not as good as a woman like me!"

The person who spoke was a young woman with pigtails and old clothes.

She glanced coldly at the group of people who looked depressed, then turned and walked out of the gate. "Whoever is willing to fight, let's go together. We won't force anyone who doesn't want to go, but cowards have no right to share our spoils. Just stay here and rot completely from your body to your consciousness, and become a pile of soulless shells."

In an instant, more than a dozen people followed her out.

Gradually, several more people moved and followed her footsteps.

"I've had enough, so I'll just take it as some exercise. Yang Xiao made me suffer a lot last time, so this time I'll just take it as a small revenge."

"Haha! Go and rest! The worst that can happen is you'll just have a few more nightmares!"

"And that Zhang Xianguang, I've always said that he's as powerful as Yang Xiao, but I've never seen him take action. This time, let's see if he lives up to his reputation or is just a facade!"

A large number of people were left, watching the group leave with numb eyes.

"What a bunch of lunatics, they do what they know is impossible. If it were in reality, it would still make some sense, but in this hell with no hope but only despair, the final result is nothing but a ridiculous death."

"You're right. They look heroic, but they've actually been pushed to the limit, to the brink of madness. If they fail this time, there might be quite a few crazy people when they show up again. Everyone should remember to unite. I don't want to die again. Although I can be resurrected after death, that feeling is really terrible."

"I am the same. I just hope that more people can remember me... It's a pity that we are just a group of people who are neither human nor ghost. It would be great if we could send messages to our families in their dreams as the legend says..."

"You really dare to think so! Hahahaha!"

The oil painting world is huge. Initially, there was no exit. It was not until a messenger who passed through the Ghost Post Office left the first oil painting in the Ghost Post Office that an exit was created in the oil painting world.

As time goes by, more and more messengers from the fifth floor choose to leave after passing through the Ghost Post Office. More and more oil paintings are left in the post office, more and more exits to the oil painting world, and more and more paths connecting to the Ghost Post Office in the oil paintings.

Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao were going to an entrance and exit of the lobby on the first floor, which was some distance away.

Not long after they walked out, they noticed a group of guys following them from behind. Or rather, this group of people did not hide themselves at all, but just kept a safe distance and followed the two of them closely.

The two looked at each other, then Yang Xiao stopped, and only Zhang Xianguang continued to move forward.

"Stop, why haven't I seen you so curious before?" Yang Xiao looked at the group of people approaching with cold eyes.

Ghost dream of Yang Xiao!

His existence is a deterrent, and this deterrence is not expressed in words but is achieved through repeated conflicts.

Simply having strong strength is not a problem here, it won't make people too scared, but Yang Xiao's ability is too special and will pull people into a dream.

In dreams, the ghost rider will lose all his supernatural powers, become an ordinary person, and then be chased by the ghosts in the dream.

No one wants to experience that feeling, even for special beings like them.

only……

"Yang Xiao, we are both wanderers in this world, but you and Zhang Xianguang control the channels to the so-called Peace Hotel. Isn't that too cruel to us?" The young woman with pigtails spoke, less domineering than she was in the hall and more aggrieved and weak.

Yang Xiao said: "The Peace Hotel is very special. Even if you go there, it will be useless. You may even be enslaved. Not letting you go is for your own good."

Including himself.

If Zhang Xianguang had not provided him with evil spirit resources for the first time as capital for consumption at the Peace Hotel, he might have been captured by the "store manager" and used himself to pay off his debts.

Of course, working in the Peace Hotel might be better than here.

But he didn't want to gamble.

The existence of people like them is too special. What if the "store manager" treats them as materials instead of using them to do work?

He had such concerns, but his words did not hold water, at least in the eyes of the people in front of him.

"You also went to the Peace Hotel, didn't you? Why is it okay for you to go there, but we will be enslaved if we go there? Yang Xiao, don't be so selfish."

"Yes, Yang Xiao, we are all in the same boat. Look at my situation. I am almost forgotten. I just want to have a different experience before I disappear completely. Is that not possible?"

"Even if it's just to let me see a different scenery from this oil painting world, I'd be willing to disappear completely right now! Yang Xiao, please, just once, okay?"

A group of people immediately started to make a commotion. Some used verbal threats and moral blackmail, while others pretended to be pitiful. However, they had only one goal, which was to get Yang Xiao to take them to the Peace Hotel.

"We are all thousand-year-old foxes. There is no need to pretend like this. I am tired even if you are not. If you want to pass through here today, then defeat me. Otherwise, just stay here obediently."

There was a winding path under Yang Xiao's feet.

One end of this path connects to the ghost post office in the oil painting, and the other end is the entrance to the first floor lobby of the real ghost post office. It is very narrow, only one person wide.

Beyond the path was complete darkness, as deep as an abyss that swallowed everything.

Even special beings like them are unwilling to enter this abyss, because what they would get is an indescribable feast of death, leaving indelible damage.

So if you want to get through, you can only defeat Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's reputation in this world is too great, and his notoriety is too fierce. Under normal circumstances, it is enough to intimidate other people, otherwise he would not be able to save Zhang Xianguang.

But things are different now.

They are all people who can pass through the Ghost Post Office. Maybe their abilities are high or low, but their will and ferocity are definitely not much different. After the emotions accumulate to a certain level, the attack begins.

More than twenty people attacked Yang Xiao together, and Yang Xiao did not hesitate. The ghost dream's supernatural power was activated, and he was about to pull these twenty people into the ghost dream world and give them a horrible nightmare.

At the same time, Zhang Xianguang had arrived at the entrance.

This is a terrifying high wall, towering into the clouds, with no top in sight. The left and right sides also extend beyond the end of the sight, as if infinitely high and infinitely wide.

And below this high wall, at the end of the path, there is a small door.

Zhang Xianguang entered the small door, which turned into a narrow room with glass on one side. However, there was no scenery to be seen, only pitch darkness.

On the other side is an oil painting frame, through which you can see the situation in the lobby on the first floor of the Ghost Post Office.

Zhang Xianguang looked over and saw Lin Yuan and Lu Zhiwen.

The two were not in the middle of the hall on the first floor, but in the patio near the rooms on the first floor. They seemed to be observing something unusual, and at the same time, they could hear roars similar to those of wild beasts.

Are we starting to keep animals in the post office?
(End of this chapter)