That figure should be some kind of supernatural phenomenon, not a real ghost, just to guide specific people to enter here.

"This is asking me to enter that room." Sun Rui thought to himself. At the same time, he felt that his condition was getting better and better, and he no longer had the restlessness of the evil ghost resurrecting.

His lameness is no longer that serious, and he can walk more flexibly than before.

"There are still many people outside waiting for me to go back despite the attacks of the evil spirits. There is no time to waste."

Sun Rui didn't hesitate, he immediately walked into the room.

The room is very dark, very dark.

It was so dark that I almost wondered if I was blind.

But soon, another oil lamp lit up strangely, and a strange smell filled the air.

The lamp oil exuded a corpse smell, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"It's exactly the same as the oil lamp I got on the first floor." Sun Rui walked towards the bright place.

Soon, he came to where the oil lamp was.

It was a desk, of an old style, and the top was coated with pulp. It seemed that it had been used for a long time.

There is a black booklet on the desk, along with a writing brush and an inkstone.

Sun Rui focused his attention on the small black book.

As for the brush and inkstone next to him, he ignored them. Those two items were ordinary objects, not supernatural items. Only the black booklet had an ominous atmosphere.

There was something familiar about the black paper.

"It's letter paper..." Sun Rui immediately understood the size and style when he saw it.

But before he could observe more, a horrifying scene appeared.

A skinny old man's hand suddenly stretched out from the depths of the darkness opposite the desk. The palm grabbed a page of the black booklet and opened it gently.

On the first page, there was a very beautiful name written with a brush: Luo Wensong.

Sun Rui's whole body was tense. He subconsciously grabbed it, but found that his cane was no longer beside him, and his face also darkened.

"Luo Wensong? His surname is Luo? Captain Yang seems to have said that the knocker's surname was Luo during his lifetime. As for the name, it is impossible to verify it. There were no ID cards or files in those days, and the name was all passed down by word of mouth, so this Luo Songwen was the one who

Did you know Luo’s real name?”

"But the name is not important, it's just a code name."

He stared at the skinny palm, with countless thoughts in his mind.

soon.

The skinny palm turned to the second page.

There was actually a name on the second page. The name was written with a pen and the font was elegant.

"Tian Xiaoyue."

Obviously this is a woman's name.

"No, that's not right."

Sun Rui's face moved slightly at this moment: "This book should record the name of the manager. Luo Songwen's name is on the first page, which means that he is the first to recognize the manager. But after the death of the evil ghost named Luo, he resurrected and formed

The supernatural incident codenamed The Knocker was only a year ago."

"According to this inference, it is impossible for a second manager to appear."

However, the name on the black book is real. The three characters Tian Xiaoyue were written in that elegant handwriting.

This shows that there is a second manager of the post office.

But the skinny palm stretched out in the darkness did not stop and turned to the third page.

At this time, what made Sun Rui feel numb was that another name actually appeared, and that name was: Zhang Xianguang.

Sun Rui didn't recognize this name, but Yang Jian did, because there is an oil painting of Zhang Xianguang in the post office. He was the messenger on the fifth floor and successfully delivered three letters and escaped from the post office.

But no one thought that Zhang Xianguang's name would appear here.

Could it be that he is also a manager?

Sun Rui didn't think much, he just wrote down the names in these notebooks and discussed them with Yang Jian.

The skinny hand stretched out from the darkness slowly opened the fourth page.

The fourth page of the black book was blank with no name, as if waiting for Sun Rui to fill in his name.

"Whoever can come here and leave his name behind will become a manager?"

Sun Rui took out a ballpoint pen he carried with him from his jacket pocket. He leaned down without thinking and quickly signed his name on it.

The fourth manager: Sun Rui.

As soon as you finish writing your name, do it immediately.

Suddenly, countless glowing flames appeared in the dark room. The flames gradually lit up and turned out to be oil lamps. Densely packed oil lamps were placed in various places in the room, illuminating the originally dark Room 601.

And as the darkness fades.

Sun Rui stared at the front of the desk, but found that there was no trace of the skinny hand in front of the desk. There was only a clothes hanger at that location, and a strange black gown hung on the clothes hanger.

There is no wind in this room.

The black gown on the hanger fluttered strangely a few times, as if someone had moved it just now.

Sun Rui stared at it with fear on his face.

He was certain that the black gown was not an ordinary piece of clothing, and that it was responsible for the previous supernatural phenomena.

But now is not the time for him to pay attention to this. He must find out the situation here as soon as possible, change the rules of the post office, and deal with the supernatural phenomena in the post office.

Sun Rui used the light of countless oil lamps to look around.

Suddenly, he saw a painting. It was an unfinished painting. There were various dyes next to it. The painting was very large and strange. It showed an old building: the Ghost Post Office.

The post office in the painting is very simple, just a prototype.

"I probably understand..." Sun Rui thought thoughtfully.

The meaning is very clear.
Chapter completed!