Mysterious Revival

Ye Zhen looked at the post office door that had suddenly closed behind him and showed a few expressions of surprise.

The post office door wasn’t entirely made of wood; there were also a few pieces of transparent glass in the middle. At this moment, through those pieces of glass, a strange figure could clearly be seen standing behind the door, blocking it from opening again.

The bizarre figure was almost like the Door-blocking Ghost driven by Li Yang.

But the situation was not just as simple as that.

There was not just one shadow behind the post office door; a second and third shadow appeared afterward… These black silhouettes gathered together like a black wall, completely blocking the door.

It seemed like a Fierce Ghost Post Office outside.

The most terrifying thing was.

The door began to vibrate violently at this moment, as if affected by a massive force, twisting, cracking, making creaking sounds, seemingly on the brink of shattering at any moment.

“The ghosts aren’t here to block the door; they’re here to enter the Ghost Post Office from outside and kill us.” Someone suddenly shouted this sentence.

This statement sent a chill down everyone’s spine.

Because at this moment, they were in the lobby on the first floor of the post office, just a few meters away from the door. If the ghost broke through the door and invaded, it would be a huge threat to everyone, and it was unknown how many fierce ghosts would appear outside the door.

“The door can’t break. We can’t face the fierce ghosts inside and outside the post office simultaneously,” Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

“I’ll go block the door.”

Li Yang said nothing more. He quickly rushed to the back of the door and directly braced against it.

The door’s violent shaking diminished, and the cracking stopped. Although it still creaked, it no longer seemed about to shatter.

However, the current Li Yang only controlled two ghosts, and after using supernatural powers several times before, his state wasn’t good now.

He looked particularly terrible, with obvious signs of being corroded by fierce ghosts. He looked like a bloodless corpse, with patches of corpse spots even on his face. If this continued, he wouldn’t last long before dying from the resurgence of fierce ghosts.

“I’ll go help him.” At this time, Zhou Ze immediately said.

“I’ll go too.” The woman named Zhong Yan and the bald man known as Brother Long also sprang into action.

They knew their skills and realized that it’s unrealistic to completely block all the fierce ghosts’ attacks; they could only handle the easiest part. The most dangerous parts were left to Yang Jian and Ye Zhen.

“What door? Are you underestimating me, Mr. Ye? Open the door and let those ghostly things in; today, Mr. Ye wants to fight ten of them, not one less.”

Ye Zhen felt quite humiliated, eager to take action.

“Save your energy; the real threat is definitely not from the fierce ghosts outside the post office. The fierce ghosts hidden inside this post office are unimaginable.”

Yang Jian said coldly, “Let them block the door; we’ll handle the ghosts inside the post office. The purpose of calling you here to help is simple: withstand this attack from the fierce ghosts and keep as many people alive as possible.”

“As long as you hold on for a while, this supernatural event will end, and everything will return to normal then.”

Ye Zhen retorted, “Yang Wudi, you’re too petty. Just standing here taking blows without striking back isn’t my style. If those ghostly things dare to appear, I’ll dare to beat them so they won’t raise their heads. How about you and I join forces, go upstairs and have a blast; wouldn’t it be delightful?”

After speaking, he laughed heartily, already holding the long sword that hadn’t been drawn, eager to test its edge.

“If you’re impulsive like this, you’ll die quickly too. Wang Yong, catch this and survive today before anything else.”

Yang Jian at this moment casually tossed an old, dirt-covered shovel to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong instinctively caught it, with a few expressions of surprise on his face, but he quickly nodded to show he understood.

At this moment, he indeed needed this supernatural item.

Now that Yang Jian dared to hand him this item, it showed that Yang Jian, the captain, was still trustworthy, at least trying to consider the bigger picture at a critical moment, without holding grudges over past tensions.

“What is there to fear about life and death?”

Ye Zhen looked at him seriously: “Yang Wudi, shall we see who gets to the top floor first? If I win, I’ll return to being the best in the world.”

Yang Jian pointed at Sun Rui beside him, “Not going upstairs, staying here waiting for the ghost attacks. The primary goal this time is to ensure he doesn’t get killed by ghosts. If he dies, the entire operation will be a total failure.”

Sun Rui now has torn up the black letter; he is the most crucial person in completing the mail delivery task. As long as he survives, he can become the controller of the post office.

“It turns out we aren’t here to catch ghosts but to protect people. To think that I, Ye, am now a bodyguard. If it weren’t for giving face to you, Yang Wudi, I wouldn’t do this stupid thing. After all, the weak should be buried, and only the strong can reach the top.”

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly, looking rather helpless, but then suddenly changed his tone: “However, I find this place very interesting; it’s quite challenging. There aren’t many places that can dim my glory. Let’s test its weight today; better not disappoint me.”

He said a lot, with a tone that revealed a desire for defeat and an almost invincible feel.

The couriers responsible for blocking the door felt speechless, as if Ye Zhen were just a kid bragging, making it difficult to believe.

But despite the feeling, they still believed this Ye Zhen had real skills.

Otherwise, under such circumstances, an average person would have no thought of boasting left, already trembling and nearly crying from fright.

At this moment, Yang Jian’s ghost eyes were already open; the surrounding darkness did not exist before his ghost eyes. He saw clearly but did not use the Ghost Domain, as the post office wasn’t suitable for it. The interaction might cause the supernatural to invade the real world.

Outside is Dahan City.

Even though it’s locked down outside, ghosts can wander.

“It’s coming.”

Suddenly.

Yang Jian’s eyelids twitched; he heard a series of urgent sounds, something coming down the stairs rapidly, moving as if running, causing the wooden stairs to shake.

“The ghost is coming.”

Wang Yong’s expression changed; in the darkness, he couldn’t see clearly, but he could sense it, a fierce ghost swiftly approaching.

This feeling made his hair stand on end, very uneasy, and he had the subconscious urge to turn around and flee.

The other couriers too couldn’t help but tense up.

They were responsible for blocking the door, unable to attend to other places, and could only hope Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, Wang Yong, and that Sun Rui would withstand the ghosts coming from inside the post office.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The sound of descending footsteps became more and more urgent, the sound coming closer, almost reaching the first floor.

Very quick.

On the wooden stairs to the first floor, suddenly a pair of bare feet appeared. The feet were dead grey, cold, and rigid, just like a corpse, yet bizarrely, only those dead feet were on the stairs, with no body or head in sight.

The dead feet showed no sign of stopping, running quickly towards them as if in a straight rush.

This unnatural approach sent a strong warning to Yang Jian.

A thought emerged in his mind: This ghost thing cannot get close.

“Take action.”

Yang Jian felt the ghost had targeted them. Otherwise, it wouldn’t approach so quickly; they likely conformed to the killing pattern of this fierce ghost.

There wasn’t time to analyze the killing pattern.

These ghost wielders had to withstand the fierce ghost’s attack.

Clutching the cold spear in his hand.

Suddenly, his ghost eyes moved, staring firmly at the quickly running dead feet.

Red light appeared, instantly covering the front.

Six-layer Ghost Domain directly opened, giving the fierce ghost no opportunity to kill.

Within the six-layer Ghost Domain, the dead feet stopped and didn’t move forward, as if everything was frozen.

But the next moment.

Within a second.

Everything returned to normal.

“Bang!”

With a loud crash, a cracked long spear drove into the ground, piercing those dead feet and stringing them together.

“It’s done.”

Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the enormous threat dissipate, though he couldn’t help but break out in a bit of cold sweat on his forehead.

This ghost was fierce.

If they didn’t deal with it first, there might have already been casualties by now.

He looked towards Yang Jian’s direction,

and couldn’t help but secretly admire him.

In such a situation, immediately dealing with such a highly threatening fierce ghost greatly boosted everyone’s confidence.

“I haven’t even made a move yet? Hey, I, Ye Zhen, haven’t made a move. I was just waiting for that ghostly thing to come over and was all prepared, but now you’ve made it meaningless,” Ye Zhen was poised to act, but ended up waiting in vain.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost was dealt with.

What is this,

he came to support, not just to watch.

“We can’t afford any accidents, no one can be sure what will happen when the ghost gets closer, it must be dealt with immediately…” Yang Jian said coldly, his eyes emitting a faint red glow in the darkness, making them particularly conspicuous.

Yet he hadn’t finished speaking.

Suddenly, from the pitch-black first-floor lobby came a series of cries, no, to be precise, the sobbing of a child.

The sound came from a corner not far away.

Moreover, the crying gradually moved closer, as if approaching them.

“A second ghost? And coming so fast,” Yang Jian’s face darkened.

Under normal circumstances of tearing letters, one ghost would attack per letter torn, and as long as you endured it, you would be fine, but this black letter was clearly different.

The first ghost had just been dealt with, and the second ghost immediately appeared.

“I’ll handle this one.”

Ye Zhen felt that if he didn’t showcase his extraordinary prowess right then, he’d become a laughingstock.

There were people watching; if this got out, where would his pride go?

The sobbing was elusive, as if it was beside everyone, yet couldn’t be pinpointed to a specific location, making it seem as if ghosts were all around.

“Found you, you ghostly thing.”

At this moment, Ye Zhen suddenly shouted, instantly changing position, moving from the front to the right.

Yang Jian’s ghost eyes also discovered it at this moment.

At some unknown time,

a child was squatting on the counter in the first-floor lobby, back facing everyone, sobbing into its arms. No, it merely resembled a child in size; under the ghost eyes’ observation, the child’s hands were unusually large, wrinkled, dirty, and black, like the hands of an adult.

Ye Zhen appeared behind the fierce ghost.

And his sudden appearance seemed to trigger the fierce ghost’s killing pattern, as the sobbing abruptly stopped, replaced by a few eerie giggles, then it abruptly stood up as if intending to turn around.

“Playing ghostly tricks, I’m gonna smash you,” Ye Zhen moved swiftly and ruthlessly, delivering a punch.

The fierce ghost, just rising and not yet turning around, had its head caved in by the punch, and its small body flew out heavily against the wall, causing even the wall to indent slightly.

This wasn’t a feat a living being could accomplish.

For destroying the Ghost Post Office required supernatural powers.

The ghost got embedded into the wall, surprisingly not falling off, immobilized, and stopped sobbing, as if in slumber, losing all signs of movement.

One decisive strike?

The others didn’t see it, but could discern from the noise that something significant had just occurred, feeling a sense of shock.

“Even such terrifying fierce ghosts can’t withstand a simple attack from Ye Zhen? Yang Jian did the same earlier.”

“Incredible, just who are these people.”

“With such abilities, maybe we really can settle this Ghost Post Office today.”

At this moment, a huge sense of confidence and even a bit of excitement burst forth from them.

“Anyone else?”

Ye Zhen stood unmoving, his cold and proud voice emanating from the darkness.

Yang Jian walked over at this moment, retrieving the long spear pinned to the fierce ghost’s feet. He looked at the pierced legs, frowned, contemplating whether to detain it now or have Li Yang open the Ghost Gate to send these ghostly things away.

But just as this thought emerged,

something bizarre happened again.

From the ceiling of the first floor drifted down something.

Yang Jian’s ghost eyes saw, and found it to be sheets of black paper, likely letter paper, the same as in the messenger’s hand before, yet this letter paper fell like rain, quickly covering the floor densely.

Not only that,

the old wooden staircase once again echoed with sounds.

There was once more a sound of descending footsteps.

This time the sound was heavy, someone taking steps down, unhurried.

“Perfect timing.”

Ye Zhen laughed loudly, walking towards the location of the ceiling, ignoring the letter paper covering the ground, intent on confronting a real ghost and displaying his unbeatable prowess.

However, in the next moment,

Ye Zhen seemed to suddenly step into thin air, as if the ground disappeared beneath him, and only managed a short exclamation before falling into the black letter paper covering the floor.

The black letter paper was like water lilies floating on a pond, concealing a chasm underneath, instilling a sense of trepidation.

“What’s going on?”

Yang Jian’s expression changed, he looked with his ghost eyes but couldn’t make out anything; the letter paper was too thick, obstructing the ghost eyes’ sight, preventing confirmation of what lay beneath it.

“This…” Wang Yong also sensed Ye Zhen’s sudden fall through.

“Don’t worry, this guy won’t die. I’m afraid the ceiling harbors an incredibly terrifying fierce ghost; let Ye Zhen handle it. At worst, he can hold it back, we have other targets,” Yang Jian didn’t worry much, quickly retracting his gaze.

At this moment, on the stairs, a corpse-spotted, deathly still old man descended step by step.

The cold, eerie aura was heavy enough to cause unease.

“The Door-Opening Ghost wandering at night in the post office…” Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed.

He was quite familiar with this ghost.

Had encountered it twice already.

This ghost’s killing pattern had two rules: open doors must kill, and extinguishing lights must kill.

Triggering one meant death, with no reasoning required.

However, presently, the post office’s lights had all disappeared; without lights, they couldn’t extinguish any, and there were no doors here either, so logically they shouldn’t satisfy the ghost’s killing pattern.

But things are never absolute.

Because the intelligence Yang Jian possessed was merely deduced from actual situations.

“This ghost is also terrifying, the best way is to dismember it, not giving it any chance to kill.” Yang Jian thought to himself.

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