Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 319 Coward
Moreover, Wang Liang was also curious whether the dye vat that could replicate vengeful ghosts could paint the ghost on his body.

Thinking of this, Wang Liang suddenly remembered Zhang San.

I was too relaxed for a while and forgot to test Zhang San's copying ability.

Wang Liang shook his head. That kid didn't take the initiative to step down; he just used Xu Yin's abilities as much as he could because he thought they were useful.

However, Zhang San's copying ability is indeed very limited. He must stay close to the supernatural entity for seven days before he can copy it, and he can only copy one type of supernatural entity randomly, without being able to choose.

The world of oil painting is silent yet dangerous. Wang Liang tries his best to avoid familiar paths and explore unfamiliar detours instead.

But after walking for a long time, they still didn't encounter the oil painting with the dye vat, or even the old forest.

Wang Liang frowned. It seemed his guess was correct. Zhang Xianguang had hidden that place because he thought the dye vat couldn't kill him.

"Coward! There are so many dye vats, what's wrong with missing a few colors? You didn't even bother to try a few? What if something goes wrong?"

Wang Liang cursed under his breath, but it was almost dawn, and the place was too big to explore in one visit, so he decided to head back.

I'll check again next time I deliver a letter; just in case Zhang Xianguang comes to his senses someday.

He was now deeply immersed in the world of oil painting, and the winding side roads made his return journey and time very long.

However, Wang Liang did not bother to return the way he came. Suddenly, a deathly aura rose on his face, his body rapidly decayed, and he fell backward, becoming a corpse.

In room 17 on the first floor of the post office.

As the night drew to a close, Xu Yin took Zhou Kun's place and sat vigilantly a short distance behind the door.

Zhou Kun sat in the living room, but he didn't fall asleep; he just sat quietly to rest.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time, as he was nearing the resurgence of the vengeful spirit. His body was aching unbearably, especially in this dangerous place.

Miao Lei, an ordinary person who had mistakenly entered the post office, leaned against the wall. Despite her fear, she couldn't resist her drowsiness and fell asleep without realizing it.

However, her curled-up body trembled occasionally, her brows furrowed, and a look of fear appeared on her face, clearly indicating that she was having a nightmare.

As for the other Jiang Hong, she's not a newcomer, but in this environment, it's clear she wouldn't fall asleep either, as she doesn't trust Zhou Kun and the others.

He stayed up all night, sitting in the corner, deep in thought, occasionally glancing at Xu Yin and Zhou Kun.

At that quiet moment, Xu Yin, who was sitting behind the door, suddenly shuddered, then quickly took a photo out of her pocket and threw it on the ground.

"what happened?"

Zhou Kun immediately stood up and looked over, as did Jiang Hong.

A chilly atmosphere filled the room, and the dim yellow light from the living room flickered erratically, causing the sleeping Miao Lei to groggily open her eyes.

Then she saw a pale hand reach out from a photograph in the living room and grab onto the floor.

This immediately caused a look of terror to appear on her face, and she screamed.

"Ah, ghost!"

"It's alright, be quiet!" Zhou Kun said.

Miao Lei covered her mouth in fear, but the terror in her eyes did not diminish, and she huddled in the corner with nowhere to retreat.

Jiang Hong also stood up in surprise and doubt, trying to reach for the gun, but it had already been taken away.

Before they could get too nervous, Wang Liang had already crawled out of the small photo in a disproportionate and eerie way, dusted off his clothes, and stood in the room.

It wasn't a vengeful ghost, but a man named Wang Liang, which undoubtedly made Jiang Hong and Miao Lei's eyes widen.

Is this man even human? His abilities are even more bizarre than those of a vengeful ghost.

Xu Yin and Zhou Kun were familiar with some of Wang Liang's abilities, and they immediately came over. "Brother Wang."

"Wang Liang, how is it? Why did you take so long?"

Wang Liang waved his hand, indicating that the two were alright.

"We explored some hidden places. In the future, don't go near those oil paintings outside; they connect to a supernatural world."

"What!" Zhou Kun's pupils shrank.

Chang Feng and his group didn't mention this, and of course, they probably didn't know it either.

“In that case, the complexity and danger of this place will increase even further. I will explain the seriousness of the situation to headquarters again when I get back,” Zhou Kun said gravely.

After making contact with several messengers, including Chang Feng, he maintained contact with them while also reporting the Ghost Post Office's affairs to headquarters.

This place was ultimately classified by headquarters as an X-level paranormal event, belonging to the category of mysterious and unknown paranormal events with uncertain potential for harm.

"Headquarters can't spare many people, and not many can handle things here. Your report won't be of much use," Wang Liang said casually.

"Uh, although, uh, but..." Zhou Kun opened his mouth but couldn't speak, because it was indeed the case.

Even the letter that Lü Huizhen and Fang Rui were about to send some time ago, the location of the possible supernatural event that was about to occur, he reported.

But it is said that the matter was not resolved and was simply blocked by local officials.

Xu Yin then said, "Brother Wang, it's almost dawn. My watch is malfunctioning, but I have a rough idea of ​​the time. I estimate it's less than an hour until six in the morning."

When Wang Liang and Xu Yin arrived, they briefly explained some of the Ghost Post Office's mail delivery rules to Xu Yin, which is why Xu Yin paid attention to the time.

“I know, that’s why I came back. Now we just wait,” Wang Liang said.

Zhou Kun said in a deep voice, "If headquarters can't provide support, then we'll have to rely on ourselves here. It takes three deliveries per floor, and there seem to be five floors in total. It takes fifteen deliveries to access the secrets of breaking free from and resolving the Ghost Post Office. That's too much."

According to Chang Feng, they could steal the letter from the messenger who was about to deliver the third letter, which would allow them to go directly to the second floor. Perhaps they shouldn't have killed those two scumbags before; they should have stolen their letter and then dealt with them.

But now only Jiang Hong and Wang Liang are left. Take Jiang Hong's letter and go upstairs first. Don't worry about us; only you have the ability to handle this."

"No, how could you do this!"

Jiang Hong's expression changed. She had never dealt with the messenger upstairs before and was learning about this rule for the first time.

She also wanted to finish delivering the mail as soon as possible and leave the post office, not wanting to give up her chance to go upstairs to someone else.

Without waiting for anyone else to speak, Xu Yin pulled out her gun, pointed it at Jiang Hong, and said coldly:

"Ridiculous. Do you know how dangerous this place is? What good is it for an ordinary person like you to go upstairs? What are the chances of you surviving until the fifth floor? And even if you get to the fifth floor, what then? Do you have the ability to solve this problem? Only Brother Wang can."

"You have no choice," Zhou Kun added, emphasizing that there could be no leniency on this matter.

Jiang Hong looked unwell, but dared not say anything more. Gang had only subconsciously stopped her in shock.

"Alright, let's wait until dawn to talk about it. Let's see what kind of letter it is first. As far as I know, there are many kinds of letters."

"Personal letter, team letter, yellow letter, red letter. If it's a red letter, then there's no need to consider anything else; once it's finished, I'll go straight upstairs." Wang Liang made his decision.

Zhou Kun nodded and said solemnly, "Chang Feng mentioned the red letter. It was a messenger from upstairs who told him about it. However, the red letter is a sign of great misfortune, associated with extremely dangerous supernatural events. It is said that very few people can deliver the letter alive."

But this shouldn't be a problem for you, Wang Liang; you've even solved S-level paranormal cases.

"Hehe, you're quite confident in me. These things are hard to say. Even among S-level paranormal events, there's a big difference. But if I really encounter one, I'll try to handle it," Wang Liang nodded.

After the brief conversation ended, the group spent the last bit of time quietly in room number seven, waiting for six o'clock to arrive.

(End of this chapter)