Bloodstained Bone-Cutting Knife

The bone-cutting knife was filled with a chilling aura.

Wang Ye silently watched the bone-cutting knife, as if a voice was echoing in his mind.

"Pick it up."

"It will bring you endless power."

This voice was initially very faint, but as time passed, this murmuring gradually filled Wang Ye's mind.

"Enough!"

Under the intense pain, Wang Ye clutched his head and shouted instinctively.

As Wang Ye's shout echoed, the voice gradually lessened, but the chilling aura emanating from the bone-cutting knife seemed to grow even more potent.

Wang Ye wanted to turn and leave the kitchen several times, but his gaze couldn't be pulled away from the seemingly simple bone-cutting knife.

"Completing tasks for the post office will yield corresponding rewards."

"This signifies the post office's intention to cultivate postmen, to make themselves stronger."

"Only in this way can postmen go to more dangerous places."

"If that's the case, can I enhance my own strength during the mission?"

Wang Ye analyzed calmly. Apart from the initial surprise, once Wang Ye gradually calmed down, the tempting voice had disappeared.

"This requires a gamble."

"A gamble on the post office, and a gamble on myself."

"But it's quite interesting, isn't it?"

Wang Ye no longer hesitated and decisively picked up the bone-cutting knife from the cutting board.

A chilling aura spread throughout Wang Ye's body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

Immediately after, the chilling aura intensified, pouring into Wang Ye's brain. Under the intense stimulation, he let out low growls.

Scenes flashed through Wang Ye's mind.

A pair of hands.

A very beautiful pair of hands.

But these hands were holding the bone-cutting knife, and the surroundings...

An ancient courtyard house. The owner of these hands sat in the courtyard, bone-cutting...

What 'he' was cutting was a human head!

And the human head was wearing a sinister smile, exuding a strange aura!

The scene flickered...

It was still the same bone-cutting knife, still the same hands, only the location had changed.

It was...

404!!!

The owner of these hands seemed very nervous, their hand holding the bone-cutting knife trembling slightly!

Immediately after...

The scene disappeared.

Wang Ye didn't know when sweat had covered his entire body.

He was panting heavily, the scenes from before replaying in his mind.

Where was that courtyard house!

With the bone-cutting knife being so powerful, what kind of terrifying existence was it that made even its owner feel fear.

And this terror...

Was actually in 404!!!

Wang Ye's pupils contracted slightly. It seemed this place was no less daunting than the Suburban Cemetery!

Damn the Heavenly Group!

What were they doing all day!

Why hadn't they sealed off such a terrifying location!

Wang Ye took a deep breath, gradually calming his emotions. He tied the bone-cutting knife to his calf and left the kitchen.

For some reason, after he came into contact with the bone-cutting knife, the thick, foul smell of decaying corpses had disappeared.

Wang Ye slowly made his way to the bedroom.

His mission location was here.

The photo on the wall?

Standing at the bedroom door, he paused for several seconds. When he was ready, Wang Ye suddenly opened the bedroom door!

The room was quiet, as usual, as if there were no dangers.

A simple wooden bed, with two wooden cabinets painted red beside it. Other than that, above the head of the bed, a photograph was hung.

In the photograph, a woman was wearing a qipao, a faint smile on her lips.

A woman!

Wang Ye froze on the spot.

He had just seen this woman.

The crazy woman from the residential complex looked exactly like the woman in the photo!

Suddenly, a series of rapid footsteps echoed from the stairwell.

Someone was coming up at an extremely fast pace!

Looking at the bronze nail in his hand and sensing the speed at which the owner of the footsteps was ascending, Wang Ye knew it was too late after just two seconds of analysis!

Wang Ye gritted his teeth, looked at the red-painted wooden cabinet beside him, and quickly scrambled inside, gently closing the cabinet door.

As soon as Wang Ye finished his movement, the owner of the footsteps entered the living room.

Immediately after, the footsteps gradually slowed down.

Thump.

Thump.

The footsteps were heavy, walking silently through the living room. Wang Ye held his breath and closed his eyes.

He knew that if that thing discovered him, he probably wouldn't be able to escape.

However...

Surrendering meekly was clearly not his style. He quietly drew the bone-cutting knife tied to his leg and held it in his hand.

As soon as that guy opened the cabinet door, Wang Ye could guarantee he would send the bone-cutting knife into its chest immediately.

Although ghosts couldn't be killed, even being able to affect a ghost for one second would give him a better chance of survival.

The chilling sensation from the bone-cutting knife constantly stimulated Wang Ye's body, making him calmer and calmer.

The footsteps wandered around the living room, very slowly, with occasional sounds.

Gradually, the footsteps moved towards the kitchen.

Soon...

The footsteps suddenly quickened, as if sensing something, and moved around the room restlessly, making sounds of rummaging through things.

At this moment...

Wang Ye felt the hand he was using to touch the cabinet become a little damp.

A faint smell of blood entered Wang Ye's nostrils.

Blood!

This cabinet wasn't painted red; it was blood!

But that was no longer the main point. As time passed, the owner of the footsteps seemed to become more and more agitated, constantly pacing the room, accompanied by the sound of items being overturned.

Suddenly...

The footsteps reached the bedroom.

This thing, it's coming in!!!

Wang Ye's heart leaped into his throat. He instinctively held his breath, not daring to make any sound.

Immediately after...

The footsteps slowly approached the wardrobe and finally...

Stopped.

It was standing right at the cabinet door!

Wang Ye's eyes flickered slightly. He slowly raised the bone-cutting knife in his hand, aiming it at the cabinet door, ready to stab at any moment.

The room seemed to gradually quiet down.

As time passed, Wang Ye maintained his posture calmly, without making any move.

Prolonged exposure to supernatural events had already honed his psychological resilience to a terrifying degree.

Suddenly.

The door of the wooden cabinet next to him made a sound.

Then, from the sound, it seemed like someone rushed out of the cabinet!

There was someone in the next cabinet!

Wang Ye was startled!

While he had been in the room, someone had been hiding in the cabinet all along!

Instantly, Wang Ye felt a chill of fear.

If I had tried to hide in another cabinet just now, and that person suddenly attacked, I might already be a corpse.

I've been too comfortable lately, letting my guard down a bit.

Wang Ye reflected on himself.

Judging by the sound, the person in the wardrobe seemed to have successfully rushed out of the bedroom.

Immediately after, the previous footsteps chased after them.

Inside the bedroom, silence fell once more.