"By the way, before I broke in, I saw a ghost and heard the footsteps of another vengeful spirit." Cao Ya said calmly, but it startled Sun Rui and Li Yang.
"How come we haven't found anything?" Li Yang asked, puzzled.
Yang Jian didn't notice either, but he believed that Cao Ya, as a captain of a ghost-controlling team, wouldn't speak carelessly in this environment.
Cao Ya said calmly:
"They're just two evil spirits. We entered this haunted place to deal with those things. Seeing them is better than not seeing them; at least we have some peace of mind."
The group nodded in agreement. That was true. Even though they hadn't figured out the killing patterns of those vengeful ghosts, at least they had something to guard against.
Cao Ya added:
"Don't be careless, there are definitely a lot of vengeful ghosts in this haunted post office."
Yang Jian also gave instructions:
"This ghost post office is itself a kind of supernatural place, be careful."
Seeing the two captains so serious, Sun Rui and Li Yang were awed and dared not underestimate them.
Cao Ya glanced at the portraits, his gaze cold and his expression strange, seemingly ominous.
He knew perfectly well that these portraits were of real people who had actually existed, and that they might still be alive deep within the paintings.
The portraits are connected to a mysterious and eerie place.
Cao Ya withdrew his gaze, not intending to reveal the secret, and went straight into the depths of the portrait. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to reach the fifth floor before he could solve the problem of the Ghost Post Office.
As before, go up floor by floor until you reach the fifth floor, then retrieve and tear up the crucial black letter. This will allow Sun Rui to become the administrator of the Ghost Post Office, thus completely resolving... or at least providing a long-term solution to the Ghost Post Office problem.
They are in charge, and their job is to handle paranormal events, unlike those ghost post office messengers who don't care about anything and just want to survive.
Many officials, even at the risk of their lives, deal with paranormal events.
Cao Ya may not be able to go that far, but she will not easily back down either.
Without the "knocking ghost" old man in charge, the ghost post office is a menace. We must find a trustworthy person to manage it and keep it in check.
Sun Rui, who is in charge of Dahan City, is the most suitable candidate.
But that's still a long way off. We've just entered the Ghost Post Office and are still wandering around on the first floor. We haven't even touched the edge of the fifth floor yet.
Let's talk again when we get to the fifth floor.
A golden light flashed in Cao Ya's eyes, and then he slowly walked deeper into the building.
"Captain Cao?" Li Yang exclaimed in surprise.
Taking action without understanding anything is too risky, isn't it?
“Let’s follow them,” Yang Jian said calmly.
Sun Rui, leaning on his golden cane, followed after them.
The situation on the first floor was not complicated. The hall was rather empty, and the glass lamps overhead were dim and yellowish, unable to fully illuminate the place, making it seem dark and oppressive.
The wooden floor underfoot felt slightly soft, suggesting that the wood inside was almost completely rotten, and a musty smell lingered.
This godforsaken place... it actually suppressed the Ghost Eye...
Yang Jian felt uncomfortable, sensing a certain degree of suppression; he couldn't use his Ghost Domain below the fourth level.
That's normal, since he opened five layers of the Ghost Domain before forcibly invading.
Only a fifth-level ghost realm can ignore this suppression.
This place is indeed eerie; it can actually suppress and restrict ghosts.
Of course, this is on the premise that the ghost's level of terror is not high.
I wonder if Cao Ya's vengeful spirit has also been suppressed... that golden ghost...
Yang Jian glanced at Cao Ya in front of him and pondered for a moment. Because of the characteristics of Cao Ya's divine skills, his code name was "Ghost Gold". People said that he controlled the most special kind of fierce ghost - the Golden Ghost!
Normally speaking, gold is the nemesis of evil spirits. It is used to imprison evil spirits, and the construction of any safe house also relies on gold.
Therefore, the Golden Ghost really attracted a lot of attention.
Otherwise, how could one say that Cao Yawei's fame was earned through fighting?
After walking a short distance, I saw a courtyard shaped like the Chinese character "回" (hui). On the first floor, there were rooms with old, mottled wooden doors. Brass door numbers were nailed on them: 11, 12, 13... It's not hard to deduce that the first digit of the number 11 is the floor number, and the second 1 is the room number.
I looked up slightly.
The building has five floors, and the structure of each floor is basically similar. You can clearly see the U-shaped corridors upstairs and the doors to each room.
There are seven rooms on each floor, so if you add up all five floors, there are thirty-five rooms.
Yang Jian seemed to have made a connection to something and was deep in thought.
Cao Ya deliberately sighed:
"Sure enough, the layout here is strange. The first and second floors are intentionally separated. People on different floors are not allowed to go to the next floor unless certain conditions are met."
He thought about it and decided he should still show some familiarity with the Ghost Post Office.
After all, he really knew this godforsaken place.
Anyway, there are so many paranormal events, some of which are intricately connected. It's not a problem if he says he made some special discoveries in a certain paranormal event.
Who can actually verify that?
Verification is useless; the files were created by Cao Ya, and it's reasonable for him to intentionally conceal certain details.
Every ghost tamer has done this kind of thing.
Yang Jian, Sun Rui, and Li Yang exchanged glances upon hearing this, seemingly surprised. Just as they were about to ask a question, suddenly—
Creak~~
The door to a room on the first floor was opened, and the sound of it echoed clearly in the quiet post office.
"Um?"
Hearing the commotion, the four people looked towards the source of the sound.
In this scenario, every little thing that happens is worth paying attention to.
The door that was opened was number 11.
That is, the first room on this floor.
At that moment, a man with a gaunt face, a withered expression, and a gloomy gaze walked out of the house. He walked in the opposite direction from where the four had come in, as if he were going to another room.
But then the man suddenly stopped and noticed the four people standing not far away. He stared at them with a sinister gaze.
There was an unexpected hint of coldness in it.
However, they were not surprised at all by their sudden appearance. This reaction was abnormal, because if you suddenly found another group of strangers, not just one, standing there looking at you, you would definitely be startled.
"Newcomers? Heh, just a few more unlucky idiots." The man scoffed, ignoring him, and continued to turn and leave.
Yang Jian's eyes turned cold:
"Stop right there, or I'll kill you myself..."
The sound faltered because Cao Ya, standing beside him, raised her hand and struck. The man, completely powerless to resist, was sent flying backward. As he approached Cao Ya, Cao Ya flicked her finger downward, and with a thud, the man crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face contorted in pain, and he curled up in agony.
Cao Ya's gaze turned slightly cold, but she had already shown mercy.
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