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Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh broken cupboard(1/2)

Yang Jian left alone not to rush home to rest, but to go to the aftermath.

The red wooden bench brought back needs to be detained and preserved, and the evil ghosts deprived from Chen Qiaotou also need to be properly handled. Once the supernatural is leaked, this may be another headache-inducing supernatural incident.

He is worried about others doing this, so he still has to do it himself.

Fortunately, there is nothing else in Dachang City at present, so Yang Jian’s work is relatively easy.

It was already late at night after dealing with these things.

Yang Jian left the safe house and walked alone on the path of Guanjiang Community, frowned, as if thinking about something.

"After struggling to survive on the verge of death, Feng Quan controlled the third ghost again. If I had not made a mistake, Feng Quan's memory had been restored at this time. The bloody supernatural nature of the newspaper's memory modification seemed to be invalid. This can be seen from the change of his name to me."

"But it doesn't matter. What can he do if he recovers his memory in this situation now?"

Yang Jian thought for a while and skipped the matter, and then continued to calculate: "The affairs of the Ghost Post Office are not over yet. If the next time the letter delivery mission occurs, I will be on the fourth floor of the Ghost Post Office. There must be ghost drivers on the fourth floor of the Ghost Post Office. Otherwise, the risk of sending letters on the fourth floor will be an ordinary person who would have died long ago."

He had already encountered the mail delivery mission on the third floor of the Ghost Post Office and almost fell into it.

On the fourth floor, the degree of danger will continue to increase.

He had no idea what supernatural events he would encounter at that time.

In addition, there is another thing that needs to be paid attention to than the Ghost Post Office, that is, the transaction between yourself and the Ghost Cabinet has not been completed yet.

The transaction content of the ghost cabinet is to let yourself enter an old ancient house and open one of the locked wooden doors.

The key is still in Yang Jian's hands.

But I don't know where that ancient house is.

The ghost cabinet only gave Yang Jian ninety days. Although it is nearly two months away, what makes him feel uneasy is the horror behind the transaction and the price after the breach of contract.

"Can I bear the punishment after the failure of the transaction with the ghost cabinet?" Yang Jian did not think about completing the transaction content at the first time.

The first thing he thought of was cheating.

The deal with the ghost cabinet is a path to death without returning.

You can only use the ghost cabinet to help you survive in emergency situations, but you cannot continue to trade with the ghost cabinet. So in the end, you have to choose a suitable opportunity to cheat. If you don’t do this, you will definitely be killed by the transaction content of the ghost cabinet.

With this idea.

Yang Jian came to the top of a bell tower in the community that serves as a decorative function.

A cabinet with bright red paint and old style is placed here quietly. Although the cabinet looks normal, it always inexplicably reveals a strange and strange thing, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"The red wooden stools and red cabinets... are all products of an era." Yang Jian looked at the paint that seemed to be dripping like blood, and immediately thought of the red wooden stools he brought back before.

This is a supernatural object from the Republic of China period, and it has the characteristics of that era in terms of appearance and style.

But now Yang Jian is not studying this.

His eyes moved slightly at the ghost cabinet, with a little hesitation and thought.

After only thinking for less than half a minute, Yang Jian seemed to have made a decision.

His ghost eyes turned strangely, and a red light flashed by, and a golden spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

“It’s time to finish it.”

Yang Jian looked at the rusty hatchet, and a black shadow gradually covered it.

Without any hesitation, the supernatural weapon in his hand immediately slashed hard at the red ghost cabinet.

If the ghost cabinet has supernatural power, then the hatchet will definitely cause damage to it.

So, Yang Jian planned to chop off the ghost cabinet tonight.

really.

As the rusty blade fell in his hand, the wooden red paint cabinet was immediately split into a huge hole, almost cracking from the middle.

The weapon in his hand seemed too sharp and he didn't even feel much obstacle.

Yang Jian looked at the huge gap on the ghost cabinet and his expression moved slightly.

The cracked opening of the ghost cabinet was oozing out strangely, as if the knife was not cut on wood, but on a living body.

"Since you have already taken action, you can't back down."

Yang Jian ignored this supernatural phenomenon and raised the cracked spear in his hand again. The ghost penetrated and touched the hatchet and continued to slash.

The second knife was even more ruthless and directly chopped off the cabinet door on the ghost cabinet.

The cabinet door was pitch black, and the black squirmed, as if something was shaking inside.

"It's strange that I didn't suffer the curse from the hatchet." Yang Jian then discovered that his body was normal.

The terrible curse of the hatchet did not appear.

"What's going on? Is the existence of the ghost cabinet not a ghost? Hats' judgment is invalid? But since it is not a ghost, why can Hats' ability to dismember ghosts work?"

Yang Jian felt that there was a question inside.

But this question was temporarily suppressed by him.

Since the curse of the hatchet has not appeared, this is a good thing.

The third knife slashed without hesitation.

The entire ghost cabinet was cracked halfway, and the cabinet door above was completely shattered.

The darkness deep in the cabinet door also disappeared with the knife, as if what I just saw was an illusion.

However, the blood is still infiltrating.

The blood did not flow out of the ghost cabinet, but penetrated from the wooden board.

Yang Jian saw that the blood was splattering when he saw Yang Jian's knife.

But this supernatural phenomenon still cannot stop his actions, and the things he decided on are generally difficult to change.

The fourth knife, the fifth knife...

Yang Jian moved very quickly. With a knife, he fell down. The ghost cabinet collapsed in front of him at an unimaginable speed, turning into a pile of wooden boards and wood chips. However, these wooden boards and wood chips were soaked in blood, revealing an inexplicable strange feeling.

soon.

The movement in his hand stopped.

Because it's over.

The ghost cabinet was shattered by him with a hatchet, and no piece of wood was complete.

The deal with the ghost cabinet seems to be determined.

But Yang Jian was not careless, but the ghost's eyes were spinning restlessly, still peering at the pile of wooden boards soaked in the blood in front of him.

He wanted to see if the ghost cabinet would cause any other supernatural phenomena.

Time passes little by little.

In order to be more secure, Yang Jian observed for an hour.

However, nothing happened within this hour.

The wooden boards all over the ground have not changed, and the blood that has been seeping out has long stopped.

All the supernatural powers seemed to have calmed down.

"Is it over like this? This is a bit too simple, there is no sign of resistance in the ghost cabinet."

Yang Jian frowned.

He was even ready to fight the ghost cabinet.

But no one expected that things would go so smoothly.

The success is a bit unreal because according to Yang Jian’s experience and speculation, he must take considerable risks by chopping off the ghost cabinet by himself, and even considered the possibility of failure.

"Since there has been no reaction until now, this matter has been resolved for the time being." Yang Jian didn't plan to wait like this.

He packed all the things on the ground, put them in a golden box, and then sealed them and buried them directly into the depths of the ground, and buried them quite deep.

If nothing unexpected happens, these blood-stained wooden boards will never appear in this world.

"Go back."

After packing up these things, Yang Jian returned to his residence.

The five-story single-family villa is located near the entrance of the community, facing north and south, looking towards the river. Even in the middle of the night, the lights inside and outside the villa are brightly lit, and there is no idea of ​​turning off the lights at all.

Yang Jian was standing in front of the gate on the first floor at this moment, for some reason, but inexplicably felt a little strange.

“What’s wrong.”

He frowned slightly and his steps stopped for a moment.

This is not a problem with my residence, but a feeling of being wrong, as if something is sneaking around and following me sneakily, quite obscure.

Yang Jian turned around and looked back. The ghost eyes turned around and glanced around, but found nothing.

The surroundings are quiet, extremely quiet.

"Is it my illusion? Or is the curse of the ghost cabinet still there?" He was sure that this feeling appeared after splitting off the ghost cabinet.

There was absolutely no such feeling before that.

With this strange idea.

Yang Jian entered the house and found that the house was clean and spotless.

Obviously, Jiang Yan is definitely not at home.

Otherwise, the sofa with her lazy personality would have been filled with all kinds of snacks and packaging bags on the coffee table.
To be continued...
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