After returning home and sitting on the sofa, Wang Ye still kept recalling the scene just now in his mind.
It was as if the old man's appearance had been deeply engraved in Wang Ye's mind.
Why had I never heard of such a "suburban cemetery" in my previous life!
I'm afraid it's at least an S-level location!
Or should I say, this place didn’t erupt until the time of my death in my previous life!
Or...
Even if I was a member of an A-level team in my previous life, I am not qualified to know this information!
With a slight sigh and trying to control himself not to think about it, Wang Ye went to the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water. He felt much more energetic.
Back in the living room, Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, a little speechless.
"Why don't you do it so suddenly?"
I don't know when, that mysterious wooden door appeared in the living room again.
It seemed to be just an illusory projection, but when Wang Ye touched the wooden door with his hand, he could actually touch the real thing.
Entering again, since Wang Ye had enough time this time, he carefully observed the surrounding environment.
In the post office, apart from the front desk, there is a huge storage cabinet on the left side.
The cabinet is filled with various items.
Broken beads, rusty nails, small bronze tripod.
Etc., etc...
Full of mystery.
On the right side, there is also a huge cabinet filled with letters.
It is exactly the same as the letter I sent before.
However, his letter only had a faint trace of red blood, while most of the letters in the cabinet were almost half red.
The most eye-catching thing is the top of the cabinet.
There were three letters on it that had been completely stained with blood, exuding a dark red color.
It seems to be exuding a magical magic that makes people unable to help but fall into it.
Wang Ye shook his head slightly to get rid of this strange feeling.
It seems that what I sent before was just the simplest and most ordinary letter...
The darker the red blood stain, the greater the difficulty?
I almost fell into this simple letter today and even met a scary old man.
What kind of horror do the three letters at the top represent?
And what does another mysterious item represent...
Wang Ye raised his head and looked into the distance.
A staircase was erected in the darkness not far away. It seemed to be mostly covered by the darkness. Just looking at it made Wang Ye's soul feel trembling.
He knew that it was not something he was qualified to explore.
However, this means that the post office still has a second floor.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Wang Ye looked at the front desk where he received the envelope.
A hemp rope was placed quietly on the table.
"Is this my reward?"
"Ghost rope?"
Wang Ye murmured to himself and took the hemp rope in his hand.
A special feeling emerged on Wang Ye's body. The hemp rope was cold and seemed to have a cold aura.
But this kind of aura did not hurt Wang Ye. Instead, it vaguely surrounded Wang Ye, exuding a unique temperament that set off Wang Ye.
Beside the hemp rope, there is still a familiar note.
"Ghost rope: can bind ghosts."
"The next letter will be collected in 7 days."
Two short sentences answered all Wang Ye's questions.
In seven days, come here to pick up the next letter.
Wang Ye fell into deep thought. The current situation of this mysterious post office is unknown, but after putting in corresponding labor, he will receive generous rewards.
Equivalent to...
I'm similar to a courier, or...postman?
Today's letter, at least for now, seems to have suppressed the crisis in Tomb No. 3.
Could it be that he was trying to suppress the ghost inside?
What is the purpose of this post office? Is it simply to maintain peace?
At least there's no downside for now.
Wang Ye analyzed calmly, and finally exited here with the hemp rope.
No matter what, the situation is still developing in a good direction. It seems that I can live a more exciting life again, right?
Looking at the hemp rope in his hand, a smile appeared on Wang Ye's lips.
Although the post office's introduction to this hemp rope was very simple, Wang Ye knew that any supernatural item was very scary, and as long as it was used well, it could have unexpected effects.
and...
Being able to restrain ghosts without using gold is simply abnormal in a supernatural incident.
You know, in the last life, my entire A-level team only had one incomplete supernatural item in hand.
Although the mission is dangerous, the rewards are equally generous.
Wang Ye feels that this is very suitable for him who has a serious gambler's mentality.
Perhaps, the superpowers that could not be awakened in the previous life have a chance to be realized in this life.
Life gradually changes...
It's interesting now.
Wang Ye fell on the bed and slowly fell asleep.
In my previous life...
He also has a nickname...
Crazy gambler.
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Scarlet Hunting Team.
"Open, are you sure he is just an ordinary person?"
The middle-aged man with fleshy ribs and wings from before looked at Kai Zhang with a serious look on his face and asked.
"Yes, and he seems to be very familiar with supernatural situations."
Zhang Kai thought about Wang Ye's actions during the day and said slowly: "Besides, he gave me a feeling."
"How does it feel?" the middle-aged man asked.
"He has too little regard for life, whether it's other people's or his own."
Thinking that when Wang Ye suspected that the illusion was dangerous, he stepped on it without hesitation, just to find a way for himself, and did the same thing in the corridor on the fourth floor, Zhang Zhang was a little shuddering.
Although he could also make sacrifices for the mission, there was no doubt that he felt that he could not be so indifferent.
"It's just like..."
Zhang Zhang seemed to be thinking of an adjective.
"What does it look like?" the middle-aged man asked.
He frowned, and after a long time his eyes lit up: "Gambler, yes, gambler!"
"At the top of the stairs, he was betting that this was just a junior ghost and couldn't change the terrain."
"In the corridor on the fourth floor, he was betting that only water droplets falling on the skin would trigger the ghost's murderous pattern!"
"Just naked gambler behavior!"
He opened his mouth and said firmly!
As long as it's not a losing situation, that student-looking person seems to dare to bet!
And without hesitation!
"Is this so..."
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, wondering what he was thinking about.
After a long time, the middle-aged man ordered: "Go and investigate the student's information and report the situation to the Tian group."
"Report to Tianzhu..."
He opened with some hesitation.
The middle-aged man smiled: "No matter how genius he is, he is just an ordinary person after all."
"It's better to give his information to Tianzhu, and maybe get some points in exchange."
Zhang Kai nodded confusedly.
Finally, this familiar feeling.
No need to use your brain, just follow the instructions.
What a damn sense of security.
"But you have to awaken the second part as soon as possible, otherwise with your current situation, your body's functions will be almost rotten in two months at most."
The middle-aged man patted his open shoulders and said seriously.
