Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 312 First Steps at the Post Office (Part 2)

Wang Liang frowned; an envelope that could appear out of thin air at his bedroom door was certainly no ordinary envelope.

Moreover, he had encountered this type of envelope once before; it was an envelope from the Ghost Post Office!
Who delivered the letter?

Wang Liang did not touch the envelope immediately, so the messenger who delivered the letter to him was definitely not one of those post office couriers.

Most of the post office messengers were ordinary people, but some of them gradually became ghost tamers after going upstairs.

With his current strength, even a ghost-tamer messenger couldn't possibly leave such a letter at his bedroom door without him noticing.

If it wasn't a messenger, then it was some kind of curse, a letter delivered by the Ghost Post Office itself.

Wang Liang pondered to himself, if the Ghost Scissors were in his hands, he might be able to discover more traces.

However, we don't need to think too much about where this letter came from right now, but rather why it was sent to him.

'This is for a ghost—a ghost from movies or TV shows, or a ghost I've imprisoned, or something else.'

A cold smile appeared on Wang Liang's face.

'Does some being want me to be a messenger?'

If this possibility is true, Wang Liang, who knows the original plot, would immediately suspect a certain person.

Zhang Xianguang!
The third manager of the Ghost Post Office was very powerful, and could be considered to be in the top tier below the Seven Elders.

He is also very versatile in the supernatural realm, easily restraining ghost paintings with his team, possessing the ability to restart and superimpose, and wielding a terrifying supernatural greatsword.

In the original story, he single-handedly held off eight captains, causing them to suffer varying degrees of losses, and slashed the king as easily as cutting vegetables.

He had visited the Ghost Post Office, that dangerous and eerie place, three times.

Once a portrait was left behind, once the portrait was resurrected, and finally the original body became the manager of the Ghost Post Office, making it impossible for the original body to leave the Ghost Post Office.

The resurrected portrait operates covertly outside, while the real person becomes the manager of the Ghost Post Office, pretending to be the portrait character and hiding behind the scenes to secretly prepare the Peach Blossom Spring Plan.

Zhang Xianguang attempted to use ghost paintings to pull everyone into a ghost realm, allowing them to escape reality and create a paradise free of vengeful spirits.

Wang Liang believed the plan had a chance of success, but ultimately it was nonsense.

Countless ordinary people live in the ghost realm, constantly in an environment created by supernatural forces.

It's fine in the short term, but who knows what hidden dangers might arise in the long term? It's possible that they could be slowly corrupted into ghost slaves.

Moreover, this is tantamount to handing over everyone's lives to Ghost Painting, to Ghost Painting's controller, and the manager of the Peach Blossom Village Project.

If the ghost painting or its administrators run into problems, good heavens, it could mean the end of the world.

'If it really was Zhang Xianguang who arranged this, what does he want to do? I haven't even touched the Ghost Painting yet. Is he worried about my future involvement with the Ghost Painting because he sees my strength and wants to divert my attention with the post office, or is he setting a trap to use the Ghost Post Office to kill me?'

Wang Liang frowned as he looked at the envelope on the ground, his mind racing.

Just then, Wang Liang's satellite phone rang, and he took it out to answer it.

"Wang Liang, I received a letter. It's from the Ghost Post Office."

Zhou Kun's calm voice came through the phone.

"I didn't see who delivered the letter. After I received it, a path appeared out of thin air. No matter where I went, the path was there and getting closer and closer to me. I'm afraid it won't be long before I'm forced to step onto that path and leave reality."

“I received it too. It’s probably because I’ve been in contact with the messenger before. That’s the road to the Ghost Post Office. You can go there without worry. I’ll be there soon,” Wang Liang said.

"Okay, then I'll get started."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Liang looked thoughtful.

Zhou Kun also received the letter, which led to a third possibility, which was the possibility he had just mentioned to Zhou Kun: it was due to a curse he contracted while dealing with the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

After all, it was he who threw out the letter that was given to the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Pick up the envelope from the ground.

Sure enough, a winding path appeared at the end of the corridor on this floor of the villa, extending into a dark, deep, and gloomy place, detached from reality.

"Heh, then let's go take a look."

Wang Liang sneered. Regardless of whether the appearance of this letter was due to Zhang Xianguang's arrangement or because he had come into contact with the messenger while dealing with the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and was thus remotely entangled with by the Ghost Post Office.

He was planning to go and take a look, since he was going to deal with this matter anyway. He hoped to use this opportunity to contact the vengeful ghost and gain more eerie points, so he might as well consider his vacation ending early.

The agreed-upon time for entering the capital with Su Xinxi is five days later. If we're lucky, we can complete one delivery. If not, we can delay our entry into the capital, or we can simply tear up the envelope once.

Wang Liang was about to step onto that path when he suddenly stopped. After thinking for a moment, he opened his ghostly domain, which enveloped the entire neighborhood.

The next second, Xu Yin, Zhang San, Lin Luomei, and Zhao Lei appeared in front of him.

"Unexpectedly, Xu Yin and I went on a business trip. Zhang San will be in charge of Da'an City for the time being, with Lin Luomei assisting him. Zhao Lei will first learn how to deal with paranormal events."

The Ghost Post Office is a complicated place, and you inevitably have to deal with those messengers.

Bringing Xu Yin along allows Xu Yin to maintain control and keep an eye on things when he wants to leave to explore on his own.

Although Zhou Kun also went, his condition wasn't good after the last Slit-Mouthed Woman incident, so it's hard to say how many more times he can use his ghost abilities.

"Yes!" Upon hearing Wang Liang's arrangement, the four ghost tamers responded in unison.

"Walk."

Xu Yin was not a messenger, nor was she invited, and therefore could not see the path leading to the post office.

So Wang Liang used his ghost domain to envelop Xu Yin and forcibly invaded that path.

With him as the intermediary, the Ghost Realm easily invaded with Xu Yin's help.

Xu Yin felt her vision blur and she was taken out of reality, stepping onto a winding dirt road.

He was slightly startled, but when he turned around and saw Brother Wang's calm expression, he calmed down and didn't ask any more questions. He just followed behind Brother Wang and walked forward.

Wang Liang led the way with a blank expression. Although it was his first time on this road, he already knew what would happen and what the end point would be.

After Wang Liang and Xu Yin stepped onto this winding path, they walked a few steps and the villa corridor behind them disappeared from sight.

It seemed that once they stepped onto the path, even without moving, they would quickly and inexplicably shorten the distance between themselves and the Ghost Post Office.

After walking a short distance, Wang Liang looked up and gazed ahead.

At the end of the alley, you can see a five- or six-story building in the style of the Republic of China era. It is old, but the structure is still relatively intact.

The walls were dark and covered in moss, exuding a cold and eerie atmosphere.

Even from a distance, one can sense the ominous aura emanating from this building, knowing that a vengeful ghost must be lurking inside.

Above the tightly closed gate, flashing multicolored neon lights surrounded a plaque written in traditional Chinese characters, which read:

Ghost Post Office! They were still two or three hundred meters away, but after taking another ten or so steps forward, Wang Liang and Xu Yin inexplicably found themselves at the foot of this building.

boom.

But just as they approached, they reached the top floor of the building, the area from the fifth floor upwards.

The only window there suddenly opened, as if it hadn't been closed properly and had been blown open by the wind.

A strange shadow stood by the window, shrouded in an indistinct black mist. It was impossible to tell whether it was a living person or a cold, lifeless puppet, and it seemed to be looking down on them from above because of their arrival.

But Wang Liang still vaguely saw a black robe with black mist emerging from its hem, drifting near the window with an inexplicable gust of cold wind.

"Brother Wang," Xu Yin said in a low voice, her voice filled with unease.

He stared warily at the figure above that resembled a vengeful ghost, ready to use supernatural powers at any moment.

"Don't worry about it. It's probably because of the trouble caused by bringing you along. It's nothing."

Wang Liang withdrew his gaze, stepped up the stairs, and pushed open the door of the post office.

The two stepped inside, and the door behind them creaked shut slowly after they entered.

The lobby on the first floor was somewhat dim, although there were glass pendant lights hanging overhead at intervals, emitting a yellowish light.

But it doesn't appear bright; it seems to be subtly squeezed by darkness, unable to radiate far.

Wang Liang glanced around casually and saw that the floorboards were old and peeling, with some even cracked, and that one could probably sink into them if stepped on.

In addition, there are huge black and white portraits of people on the walls on both sides, all of whom are unfamiliar, some male and some female.

However, the clothing is generally old-fashioned, including retro long gowns, mandarin jackets, and cheongsams. The newer ones are just suits or floral dresses.

This is the ghost post office.

Wang Liang felt that after entering this place, the vengeful spirit in his body was suppressed to some extent, but it had almost no effect on him.

Judging from the intensity of this suppression, according to Yang Jian's Ghost Eye, ghost domains below the fourth level cannot open here; only the fifth level ghost domain can ignore this suppression.

A vengeful ghost that can operate in an environment that suppresses four layers of ghostly energy must be incredibly terrifying.

Where is Zhou Kun?

Wang Liang did not see Zhou Kun at the lobby counter, so he led Xu Yin further inside.

As they continued walking inside, Wang Liang suddenly looked at a portrait hanging on one of the walls.

He had never seen the person in the painting before, but the person looked somewhat like Yang Jian.

'It's Yang Xiao, isn't it? Nightmare Yang Xiao, the man who can turn nightmares into a nightmare.'

Turning his gaze away, Wang Liang continued walking forward, a faint sound drifting from ahead.

The sounds seemed to be affected by the environment; they were not far apart but not very clear, and you had to get closer to hear them.

But in the dim light, he and Xu Yin could already see several figures gathered at the far end of the distance.

There was a courtyard shaped like the Chinese character "回" (hui). The first floor downstairs consisted of rooms with wooden doors, all old and worn, with brass door numbers nailed on them: 11, 1217, and seven rooms in total.

"Put down your guns and let the people go. This is the last warning."

Zhou Kun reprimanded him sternly. He wore a gold glove on one hand with wide sleeves, which he kept at his side, while his other hand was holding a gold pistol, pointing it straight ahead.

There were three people opposite him, two men and one woman.

The woman's face was streaked with tears, her eyes were glazed with fear, and her legs were weak, as if she wanted to collapse, but she was forcibly held in the hands of a fierce-looking man.

The man also had a gun, but it wasn't a gold-plated pistol; it was just an ordinary gun. He raised it and pointed it at Zhou Kun.

The other man behind the two was thin and had a hesitant look on his face.

He stretched out a hand, hesitated as if to speak, but ultimately fell silent and lowered his hand again.

Zhu Long sneered, "What kind of bullshit person in charge is this? You want to warn me? Just because you have a gun doesn't mean you can be arrogant! Do you think I don't have a gun? You newbie should have the awareness of a newbie. You're meddling in my affairs when I'm playing with a woman. What, are you playing with your sister? Hahaha."

"You beast." Zhou Kun's face turned ugly upon hearing this.

He wasn't good at arguing with people and wanted to fight, but the other party had hostages and guns, and he couldn't easily use his ghost abilities right now. He was forced into an awkward situation by an ordinary person.

"Zhou Kun".

A familiar voice came from outside the corner of Zhou Kun's eye, and his eyes lit up.

Wang Liang led Xu Yin over, glanced at the burly man with a fierce demeanor, then looked at Zhou Kun and frowned.

"You're not in good shape. Didn't you apply to headquarters to control a second ghost?"

Zhou Kun sighed: "I applied and was planning to go to Beijing in a few days, but this happened."

After saying that, his expression turned serious: "But let's not talk about me for now. That guy on the other side is nasty. We have to take him down. We can also get more information about this place out of him."

Zhu Long's face darkened when he saw two newcomers arrive, all in cahoots with the square-faced man. He quickly adjusted his posture, pointing his gun at the three men, a hint of retreat in his mind, but he still sneered:

"Hey kid, shut up your friend. You're both new messengers, so don't be so arrogant. This place is haunted, or you might not even know how you died."

Xu Yin looked coldly at Zhu Long and whispered to Wang Liang, "Brother Wang, let me take care of him."

After Wang Liang approached Zhou Kun, he placed his hand on Zhou Kun's shoulder, sensed his presence, and frowned, saying:

"Your left arm has been completely corrupted. You will likely damage your heart after using the Ghostly Ability twice at most, at which point you will surely die."

Seeing that Wang Liang ignored him, Zhu Long felt a surge of anger and cursed:

"Kid, I'm fucking telling you..."

puff.

A pale arm suddenly burst out from one of Zhu Long's eyes, covered in thick blood, and twisted Zhu Long's neck with a snap.

Zhu Long's remaining eyeballs still held fear and bewilderment, but his neck had been broken, his brain was being invaded by a chilling cold, his vision was blurred and dark, and he finally collapsed helplessly to the ground.

The woman being held hostage by Zhu Long was stunned for a moment. She felt the blood splattered on half of her face, trembled, turned around, and immediately screamed and crawled to the side.

The thin young man behind Zhu Long, who had been wary of the newcomers Wang Liang and his companion, also exclaimed in surprise:
"Big brother!"

But when he saw the still-pale arm in Zhu Long's eyes, the naturally weak Zhu Wei's legs went weak and he quickly crawled backward.

"Ah, ghosts, ghosts! You are not human at all, you are all ghosts!"

boom.

One of the doors in that row of rooms suddenly slammed shut. It seemed someone had been peeking through a crack in the door earlier, but now dared not look anymore.

(End of this chapter)