A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

The atmosphere inside the bus remained somber throughout the journey.

No one dared to make a sound.

Everyone was on edge, vigilantly observing their surroundings.

they know,

In this bizarre world, any careless action could lead to deadly danger.

Qin Taotao closed her eyes.

I drifted into a brief period of meditation again in the bumpy train carriage.

She needs to be in top condition to deal with any situation that may arise at any time.

I don't know how much time passed.

When she opened her eyes again, the bus had slowly come to a stop.

Outside the car window,

It is no longer a desolate wilderness and dilapidated buildings.

Instead, it is a group of antique buildings with blue bricks, gray tiles, and upturned eaves.

It exudes a sense of historical depth.

We've arrived at Xiping Ancient Town.

however,

To everyone's surprise...

On the streets of the ancient town.

Surprisingly, quite a few "tourists" could be seen.

They were dressed in various brightly colored clothes, and wandered around the ancient town in groups of three or five.

Some people were taking pictures.

Some were enjoying snacks.

Some were enjoying the scenery.

It looks no different from tourist attractions in the real world.

This scene.

This left all the "players" in the carriage feeling extremely confused and bewildered.

"Holy crap! What's going on here? Isn't this supposed to be a supernatural world? How come there are living people here?"

"Am I seeing things? Those people... are they really alive?!"

"This is so weird! We've only ever encountered ghosts before, how come there are suddenly so many tourists here?"

"They look perfectly normal, not affected by anything strange at all."

"Does this mean our mission is to protect these tourists?"

"Protect my ass! When has the Ghost Post Office ever been so kind? There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

"I feel like there's something wrong with these tourists."

"Look at them, their smiles are all exactly the same, and their movements are a bit stiff."

"Hiss... Now that you mention it, it does give me the creeps."

in the real world.

The barrage of comments inside the command center was like a boiling pot.

Countless comments were refreshing at an astonishing speed, expressing the shock and fear of the audience at that moment.

"Good heavens! What's going on? Why are there so many tourists in Xiping Ancient Town?"

Holy crap!

"I thought the eerie world was all deserted and uninhabited, but I never imagined there were places like this!"

"Are these tourists even alive? How can they survive in a place like this?"

"Why do I feel like these tourists are a bit like... puppets?"

"Their movements and expressions were too identical."

"This is terrifying to think about! If these are all ghosts in disguise, then this ghost's supernatural powers are simply incredible!"

"Can Qin Taotao see anything unusual? She's a Ghost Master who devoured the Mist Ghost!"

Qin Taotao's gaze swept over the so-called "tourists".

Despite her own ability to sense supernatural presences, she couldn't detect anything unusual about them.

Inside these people's bodies.

There was no ghostly aura.

It wasn't cold or damp.

Only the living, human breath.

They seemed to be real, living people, not vengeful ghosts in disguise.

This abnormal "normality".

This made Qin Taotao feel extremely strange.

She recalled the living person she had met in Huanggang Village, lying in a coffin.

That mysterious man.

In such an extremely dangerous environment, they were able to survive unharmed.

This instantly sparked a bold and astonishing guess in her mind:

perhaps,

The world was not as she had imagined, completely dominated by the bizarre.

There were no living people present.

perhaps,

This world, long, long ago, was just as prosperous and vibrant as the real world.

And now it's in this state of rampant evil and devastation.

Is it only because it was invaded by a strange entity that it turned into what it is now?

If her guess is true.

That would undoubtedly be an even more despairing truth.

this means,

The "strange resurgence" facing the real world is not an unprecedented disaster.

It was something that actually happened.

And the horror of having completely swallowed another world has been repeated.

she does not know.

She didn't have time to delve into these matters.

The bus doors have opened, and the other players have begun to disembark in an orderly manner.

Qin Taotao collected her thoughts.

Suppress those unsettling speculations for now.

Regardless of what this world was like in the past, all she needs to do now is complete the Ghost Post Office's mission.

She stepped off the bus.

I stepped onto the cobblestone streets of Xiping Ancient Town.

Xiping Ancient Town truly lives up to its reputation.

The streets paved with bluestone slabs meander and twist, flanked by simple and elegant buildings with carved beams, painted rafters, and upturned eaves.

Each brick and tile seems to tell a story of the vicissitudes of time.

Small bridges over flowing water, pavilions and towers.

It has the charm of a Jiangnan water town.

The air was filled with a faint sandalwood scent, mixed with the fragrance of earth and plants, giving people a long-lost sense of tranquility.

however.

Beneath this tranquility lies an indescribable eeriness.

The tourists strolling through the streets.

Their smiles were too stiff, and their steps were too synchronized.

Their gaze is too empty.

They are like puppets on strings, following a predetermined program.

They repeated the same actions.

An old man sat in a teahouse, always holding his teacup, but never drinking from it.

A child on a small bridge throws stones over and over again, splashing the same water droplets.

A woman is on the embroidery tower.

Day after day, she embroiders a picture that can never be finished.

After Qin Taotao and the other players ventured deeper into the ancient town.

The dark red envelope in her hand changed again.

The envelope was originally blank.

Some blurry words began to appear, like ink slowly spreading on paper, eventually coalescing into a clear address.

"Fulai Inn, at the end of the bluestone street."

This sudden change.

This surprised the other players.

They originally thought this mission would be like the previous ones, requiring them to find the mission objectives themselves.

Unexpectedly, the ghost post office had "thoughtfully" prepared accommodations for them.