Mysterious Revival-Chapter 815 - 782: The Second Letter

Everything within the post office fell into a bizarre silence.

"Does Captain Yang want that guy to probe some of the rules inside the post office?" Li Yang sat down leaning against the door inside the room.

To prevent anything from suddenly breaking in through the darkness.

Yang Jian said, "That's just a side benefit. The real reason is that I wanted to kill him. I just thought simply killing him would be letting him off too easy, and I wanted him to taste the flavor of fear."

"Such scum really doesn't deserve to live." Li Yang fully agreed with this approach.

This kind of person has lost their humanity, their personality completely warped, and although not a ghost master, they are even more detestable than certain ghost masters.

"You watch the first half of the night, I'll watch the second half. According to our last experience, the letter should appear after dawn." Yang Jian said, "We'll consider other matters after the letter appears."

Li Yang nodded, then glanced inside the room again, "Captain, what about that woman?"

"Never mind her; if she can survive, so be it. If not, we can't be too concerned. It's predictable what would happen to ordinary people who enter here; even if she survives tonight, she won't make it through the next delivery task." Yang Jian explained.

"That's also true."

Li Yang no longer concerned himself with it, gradually understanding Yang Jian's indifferent philosophy.

It's not really indifference.

But that there are too many ordinary people and they simply cannot be saved.

If I were to try to save everyone, then as a ghost master, I would certainly die very quickly.

So it's not that many are indifferent to life, but rather, compared to the severity of supernatural events, life is insignificant.

The night was very calm.

No disturbances came from outside the corridor, and the malevolent ghost that used to wander inside the post office did not seem to appear this time.

Yang Jian's worries seemed a bit superfluous.

But this was a good thing; it at least confirmed that Yang Jian and Li Yang, the intruders from outside, weren't constantly targeted by ghosts.

Although the two had arranged to keep watch over the night in turns, in reality, neither of them slept at all that night.

In this haunted place, normal people suffer from insomnia and struggle to fall asleep, not to mention ghost masters.

Moreover, Yang Jian himself could last several days without eating, drinking, or sleeping, his bodily functions were already different from normal people's, but he still tried to maintain ordinary habits as much as possible to minimize the impact of malevolent ghosts on himself.

Dawn broke.

The lights in the room went out.

Yellow, dim light once again illuminated the corridor outside.

The darkness-shrouded Ghost Post Office welcomed a new day.

Yang Jian first searched around the room and did not find any new letters. Thinking he might have missed something, he searched very thoroughly.

"The new letter isn't in the room; let's go check outside."

Li Yang also regained his vigor, while the woman named Qian Rong emerged from the bedroom looking haggard and pitiful, timidly stepping out.

Yang Jian stepped out onto the corridor outside the room.

A strange thing happened.

The man named Chen Xing, who had been left in the corridor the night before, had disappeared; his figure was no longer on the corridor.

"A living person just disappeared like that? When I was on watch last night, I didn't hear any noise coming from outside the door. If he had encountered an attack by a malevolent ghost, there should have been howling and screaming." Li Yang, following Yang Jian's example, began to analyze the situation.

Yang Jian said, "Maybe he died right after the lights went out. But his death is enough to prove that you indeed cannot stay outside after the lights are out; there seems to be a rule within the post office that one must die after the lights are extinguished."

"It seems that this possibility is very high." Li Yang frowned slightly, looking serious.

This was indeed a very dangerous rule.

Those expelled from the room die when the time comes.

It's no wonder then that there are only a few messengers in each room.

It's hard to know what's in a person's heart.

If there are too many people, who can confidently say they won't be the ones blocked outside the door one day?

But at this moment.

The doors of the other rooms opened.

One by one, messengers from the other rooms came out.

It was not a small number; some rooms were occupied by a single person, some by two, and one room housed three people.

The room with three inhabitants was that of Wang Shan, Wan Xing, and an unfamiliar man.

Clearly, they arrived earlier yesterday and had moved into the room ahead of time.

"Yang Jian? He really has come. It seems the commotion from last night was spread by him, and room 21 was clearly taken over by force."

Wang Shan was somewhat pleased to see Yang Jian, but also noticed that the people who were originally difficult to get along with in the room had disappeared, not coming out from the house.

Everyone had guessed such an ending.

Offending Yang Jian is even quicker than dying from supernatural events.

"Sun Rui didn't come." Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly; he could be sure that among this group of second-floor messengers, there was no sign of Sun Rui.

This could only mean that Sun Rui hadn't come to the second floor at all.

"What's the matter? Why are there so many messengers showing up together this time? Did something go wrong?"

"What a joke, other rooms are occupied too. That makes over a dozen people. I knew something was very wrong. I just delivered a letter last week; it's not my turn now. I should be safe for at least a month."

"Right, did you receive the letter that needs to be delivered this time?"

This group of second-floor messengers immediately began to discuss among themselves, surprised that there were messengers in the other rooms as well.

It was fully booked.

Typically, messengers are only brought in by the Ghost Post Office when it's time to deliver a letter.

That is to say, it's unlikely for all seven rooms on this floor to be fully occupied in practical terms.

The existence of the Post Office isn't to kill people, so naturally, they wouldn't create rules that intentionally kill messengers.

But this time the situation was exceptional.

It seemed as if all the messengers accumulated on the second floor had gathered.

Including Wang Shan, Wan Xing, Qian Rong, and those like Yang Jian and Li Yang who had just come up from the first floor.

"Found the letter, over here."

A man in his thirties with a steady demeanor spotted something and strode over; he reached a corner of the corridor where a conspicuous red letter was placed at the turn.

"A red letter?"

The man obviously paused, seeming somewhat astonished.

"No way, another red letter?" Wang Shan's eyes narrowed, greatly startled.

"Wang Shan, you know about this?" someone asked from the side.

Wang Shan's gaze flickered, unsure how to respond. To tell the truth, he had only seen a red letter before, just a while ago, but that letter was delivered by Yang Jian and was none of his concern; he had simply completed his task while waiting.

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Unexpectedly, this rare red letter appeared again.

There must certainly be a reason for so many messengers.

The task is highly dangerous, and sending a single messenger would guarantee death; hence the need to arrange so many people.

To win by number.

He couldn't be sure if this change had anything to do with Yang Jian, but it was very suspicious.

Because this sudden change all started with Yang Jian's arrival.

Wang Shan looked at Yang Jian, hoping to get an answer.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian showed no interest in him.

At this moment.

Yang Jian walked briskly towards the red letter.

The red letter lay untouched on the spot, with everyone wary and hesitating, analyzing the reasons, and weighing the situation.

But Yang Jian didn't care what the others were hesitating about; he intended to take the red letter.