Night comes gradually.
In the living room, a ray of energy flickered, and Wang Ye opened his eyes silently.
The wooden door, half virtual and half solid, appeared in the living room.
Wang Ye, who had recovered a lot, looked at the wooden door, recalling the pain of marrow washing when he became a junior ghost officer last time, gritted his teeth and got in.
really...
A familiar pain came, and a huge energy surged roughly through Wang Ye's body.
The skin that had just healed exploded again, and blood kept pouring out. Under the severe pain, Wang Ye fainted again.
The bones kept making crisp sounds.
After a long time, his skin gradually healed, and the skin that had dried up a little due to the previous use of the Kisashi Sword was once again full of luster.
And Wang Ye also opened his eyes again.
A ray of cold light flashed across his eyes, and Wang Ye suddenly exuded a powerful aura.
He stood up and moved his body slightly. The blood flowed in his body, making bursts of sounds like water in a stream.
Feeling the energy changes in his body, a dagger silently appeared in Wang Ye's hand and slashed across his arm.
A white mark appeared, but it was not scratched.
Wang Ye was a little happy and increased his strength to row again.
A slight scar appeared, but it healed very quickly.
"The resistance and healing ability have been greatly enhanced?"
Perhaps, I can now have a physical fight with those guys from the Buddha Clan. I don’t know what kind of strength my current physical body is in the Buddha Clan.
At least Wang Ye felt that he could kill Yang Chen instantly without even giving him a chance to unleash his powers.
If we fight hard, five Yang Chens... wouldn't be a big problem.
Well, what Wang Ye converted was Yang Chen after his second awakening. After all, as his strength increases, it would be a little inaccurate to always use one awakening as the unit of measurement.
After probably having a value in mind, Wang Ye walked to the front desk.
A key, a note.
'Elementary post office permissions: You can borrow one layer of supernatural items (non-consumable) every month for one day. '
'With the key, you can open any door and enter the post office'
'Next mission: in three days. '
Three days later?
The post office is really pushing itself like a donkey now.
However, as the second eternal night becomes shorter and shorter, the post office becomes more and more urgent.
Are you in a hurry to deliver the message, or are you in a hurry to increase your strength?
Or...both?
As his strength became stronger, Wang Ye felt more and more mysterious and terrifying about the post office.
In the mysterious Xiao'an Temple, a single sound of the Buddha's name caused damage to countless tyrannical ghosts, and the sound of the bell completely drove all the ghosts away.
You must know that among the ghosts at that time, the aura emitted by several of them was no less than that of the half-broken body in Lin'an City, or even worse.
And what role and location did the post office play in this incident?
The manipulator?
Collaborator?
Including Lin'an City, the suburban cemetery, 404, and the journey deep into the wasteland, the post office is like a chess player hidden behind the scenes, constantly controlling everything.
And is the post office itself a ghost or man-made?
If the post office is said to have no intelligence, it is impossible for Wang Ye to believe it.
But why can the post office know almost everything? If it is a ghost, what is his ability?
It would be even more frightening if it was controlled by humans.
So far, Wang Ye still can't grasp the attitude of the post office.
Although he took action several times, he suppressed the ghosts and seemed to protect humans.
But Xiaoan Temple, the deepest existence in the temple, is it a human being?
Is the old man in the suburban cemetery a human being?
Wang Ye couldn't be sure of this at all.
If these exist and are ghosts, why does the post office cooperate with them instead of suppressing them?
Is it really to maintain peace in this world?
Keeping thinking, Wang Ye looked at the dark stairs of the post office again.
Heart palpitations permeated Wang Ye's body again, as if there was a great terror in the stairs.
Quickly looking away, Wang Ye came to the shelf not far away.
With his current strength, in front of existences such as the post office, he is still nothing more than an ant, not even a powerful ant.
Instead of thinking, it is better to improve your strength faster.
He had a hunch that when he stepped onto the second floor of the post office, he might be able to learn more about the post office.
'Bronze spearhead half stained with blood'
'An iron kettle full of rust. '
'Same candle in suburban cemetery'
'Buddhist Rosary'
'The Whisk of Daocheng'
Looking at the various items on the shelves, Wang Ye had a happy face.
At present, it seems that this authority is still very practical. Wang Ye is full of envy every time he sees Mao Yongan's large black backpack that seems to be endless.
Through Mao Yongan, Wang Ye also deeply realized how powerful supernatural items are.
Including this time at Xiao'an Temple, if it weren't for the candle debris that he secretly scraped off before, he should have died.
Candle scraps!
Wang Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he looked at the post office again, he was already full of fear.
Maybe the post office has already figured out all this...
Wang Ye had a deeper understanding of the horror of the post office.
After putting the keys away, Wang Ye took a deep look at the post office again and slowly backed out.
When I returned to the living room, it was already getting dark.
After resting for a while, the door handle suddenly started to twist on its own.
The door opened, and Zhou Han's head sneaked in.
Zhou Han screamed when he saw Wang Ye, who was sitting on the sofa and looking at him quietly, as if he had been caught as a thief.
"Is my house a breakfast shop?"
Looking at Zhou Han, Wang Ye said coldly.
Zhou Han stuck out her tongue cutely, feeling guilty: "That..."
"I just want to see if you're back."
"Every spot in our team has been taken away."
Looking at Wang Ye, Zhou Hancan said with a smile.
Wang Ye nodded, with no surprise in his eyes: "It's normal to think that I won't be able to come back, so I seize spots in the team and seize resources."
"Is it Su Wenqian?"
Zhou Han was full of admiration: "You are so smart!"
"I have only disappeared for a few days, and he is the only one who can be so impatient." Wang Ye smiled lightly, looking at Zhou Han with a faint light flickering: "However, Su Wenqian should not be your opponent. Well, why don’t you take action?”
"I..."
Zhou Han lowered his head shyly and touched the floor with his toes: "Oh, he has awakened three times. I can't beat him!"
"Awakening for the third time?"
"I see."
Wang Ye nodded, then turned on his phone and sent a text message to Wang Qiang: "I'm back, come find me."
After sending the text message, Wang Ye put down the phone: "Do you want me to make breakfast for you?"
Zhou Han glanced at Wang Ye resentfully, silently pulled his head back from the crack of the door, and thoughtfully helped Wang Ye close the door.
