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Text Chapter 710 Ghost Postman (9)

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    "You're quite good at playing" Feng Bujue looked at the newspaper in his pocket and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

    Although he was a little dissatisfied and had some doubts, he still endured it

    If you turn around and ask the ghost postman loudly, there are only two results: first, you will be ignored; second, you will be shocked.

    "There's no way Let's see what he means" After the hissing sound went away, Brother Jue simply parked his bicycle, took out the roll of newspaper from his pocket, and slowly unfolded it in front of his eyes.

    The first thing that caught his eye was the name of the publication itself: [Otaku Town Pioneer]

    ??Then, comes the headline: [Ghost postman once again wins the Otaku Post Office Employee of the Year Award]

    What¡¯s quite interesting is that the picture accompanying this news is just a picture of a deserted landscape

    "This reporter is really hardworking. If the tire marks on the ground were not painted by himselfit means he really caught the ghost brother riding a bicycle." Feng Bujue read the newspaper while reading, "Wait a minute.  Before thisthere was actually a newspaper office in such a small town?"

    "No matter it's windy, rainy, scorching sun, hail, typhoon, fog we can't see the ghost postman running around.  However, we all know that he has always been in his position, working diligently and shining brightly, contributing to the construction of a harmonious and beautiful Otaku Town.  Of course, his achievement is inseparable from the great Oktaku idea upheld by this town.  ¡¿

    "The guy who wrote the report came here from the new [beep¡ª¡ª] company" Feng Bujue couldn't help but complain after just reading the beginning of the article, "Classic nonsense plus classic twist plus classic flattery.  It¡¯s a routine¡­¡±

    The rest of this report basically follows the same routine, mainly listing some "deeds" of the ghost postman's diligent work, and forcibly taking part of the credit to the "leaders".

    Soit¡¯s not easy to be a model worker these days.  If you want to enjoy the honor you have earned, you must first thank the country, the party, and the leaders.

    "Well this is the daily newspaper on Christmas Day. Most of the news reported on it should be yesterday's news" After Feng Bujue read the first page of the newspaper, he glanced at the date in the corner, "However,  This front-page headline seems to be of little value, I already know it from the post office¡¯s work manual.¡± He muttered while flipping through the newspaper.

    Unexpectedly, when the newspaper was turned to the second page, something unusual appeared.

    "What do you mean?" Feng Bujue blinked and flipped through a few more pages, and soon found except for the advertisement on the front page and the last page (an advertisement for a bicycle).  There is not a single word in the middle of the stack of newspapers in my hand.  Butthe layout on every page has been laid out, and the illustrations have been inserted.

    "Invisible ink? A wordless heavenly book?" Two thoughts quickly flashed through Feng Bujue's mind, while his eyes roamed the paper at high speed, looking for clues.

    And after he checked it carefully, he confirmed the fact that it really just didn¡¯t have any words printed on it.

    "This is quite creative" Brother Jue laughed, "Is this a newspaper or is it an English test paper that says 'look at the pictures'"

    While joking, he quickly flipped through the blank pages of the newspaper and wrote down the contents of all the illustrations.

    I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s a coincidencethe number of illustrations is thirteen in total.

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    ten minutes later.  Brother Jue, who was heading north, came to the "store" on the map.

    Like other shops in this town, the door of this place is closed, with a "clo color" sign hanging on the door.  Peering in through the glass door, I was sure the store was empty.  And it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

    "Haas expected." Feng Bujue looked at the store door and smiled bitterly.

    ¡°Two seconds later, he got off the bike, parked the bike, and then picked up a big stone on the side of the road.

    Pang pong pong¡ª¡ª

    He waved his arms.  He hit the glass door three times, but only a tiny white spot was left on the glass, not even a crack; on the contrary, his own arm was numb from the shock.

    "As for what" Feng Bujue took two steps back.  Shaking off the stone in his hand, "Bulletproof glass?"

    He really doesn¡¯t understand why the door glass of an ordinary grocery store is so strong.

    "It's too much" Brother Jue took a breath, then reached into his jacket pocket and took out the Nokia 3310

      "Stop!" Suddenly, the ethereal female voice that had appeared once sounded again.

    Hearing the sound, Feng Bujue quickly stopped his hand and turned around to scan.

    "Sure enough this guy is not a 'human'" He thought to himself while searching for the other party in the fog, "She was clearly blocked on the other side of the 'bridge' before, but now she is actually there again  Appeared in town"

    "How did you enter the town?" Feng Bujue couldn't find the specific location of the other party, so he decided to say a few words first, "Is there a rescue team coming from outside the town?"

    "Ihave always been here and never left." The woman replied.

    Her voice echoed vaguely in the fog, and it was difficult to find its source.

    "Then let me ask this" Facing the unspoken answer, Feng Bujue immediately changed the way he asked the question, "How did you cross that bridge?"

    But this time, the woman simply ignored Brother Jue's question and said to herself: "Dave, I can't explain much to you, but you have to believe me, I want to help you" Her tone sounded like  Very sincerely, "Don't destroy the buildings in this town. It won't do you any good and will cause irreparable consequences."

    "I can believe you." Feng Bujue said, "But you have to answer me first, who are you"

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    At this moment, the rapid sound of rolling chains could be heard all around, drowning Feng Bujue's voice.

    "What's going on?" Hearing the sound, Feng Bujue was startled; judging from the sound alone, it must be the movement of at least twenty old-fashioned bicycles riding at the same time, "Is there more than one ghost postman?"

    At the same time, the ethereal girl suddenly shouted loudly: "Opportunity! Open your eyes!" Her shout broke through the noise and reached Brother Jue's ears.

    "Open your eyes?" Feng Bujue knew that the other party's instructions were important, but he couldn't understand its meaning because his eyes were undoubtedly open at the moment.

    Fortunatelyhis doubts did not last long.

    The next second, a sudden change occurred!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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