Surely the driver didn't take us to the wrong place?
He was still the same as before, looking extremely arrogant, which was bound to cause him to make a mistake.
I tried to comfort myself with that thought, but I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
In the middle of the night, in an empty room, anyone would feel creeped out.
After a brief moment of thought, judging from the driver's experience and confidence in his skills, I felt he was absolutely certain he wouldn't make a mistake.
At least he told us so many things we didn't know.
If they wanted to harm us or deliberately trick us, there was absolutely no need to wait until now.
Besides, if he were to cheat us, would he feel guilty for the two cigarettes I lit for him?!
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but curse at the driver behind my back.
You look honest, but it seems you've pulled the wrong thing!
It can't be that he didn't know the way because it was dark.
He has walked this route from the security checkpoint to the post office for many years; he said it himself.
And when it came time to pay, it was noticeably more expensive than usual.
We've already taken the money, so why aren't we going to do the service?
Looking at the neat row of chairs, I felt rather uncomfortable.
It is indeed tidy here, but perhaps a little too tidy.
Normally, places like this, with people coming and going, are not very orderly.
However, the more you sit on a stool, the cleaner it becomes.
I could see it very clearly: this row of chairs was covered with a layer of light green dust!
This is the same color as the green streaks left by the cleaner at the beginning!
Holy crap, this actually matches up.
For a short time, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.
At this moment, the Thunderstrike Sword was suspended in mid-air, and the sword spirit's voice trembled slightly.
"Master, there's a resentful aura in this house, not the aura of a living person..."
After hearing Lei Jijian's words, I became even more cautious.
I also activated my Heavenly Eye and did a quick survey of the area around the hall.
But the result was quite unexpected; there was indeed a very large black aura shrouding the area!
If the evil aura I usually see is like a smell, then the feeling I get in this hall right now is like a thick fog.
The taste is not strong, but the size is enormous.
It felt like a bunch of tiny black energies gathered together.
"There's quite a lot of stuff."
I transmitted my thoughts to the Thunder Strike Sword in my mind.
"Master, what is this trapped thing crying?"
As soon as Lei Jijian finished speaking, I heard a resentful whisper in my ear.
Very blurry, yet densely packed.
I listened carefully, and all I heard were cries of "Give me back my money!", "I must kill you!", "Give me back my life..."
These are all sounds carrying a negative energy atmosphere.
The pale white light shining into my eyes made me very confused.
I sensed it carefully, and it definitely wasn't coming from any one direction.
It could even be said that these were tiny words that came from all directions, or perhaps seeped out from the air.
Moreover, likely due to some reason, these scoundrels can only utter short sentences.
Yiyi, on the other hand, had been getting restless for a while. She quickly moved closer to me, her eyes wide open, and didn't blink for a long time.
"Brother, did you hear that? Someone's talking about collecting debts..."
I nodded slightly. Yiyi and I were positioned in almost two different directions, allowing us to see everything around us clearly.
Besides that, I kept staring at a door inside, and beyond that door was complete darkness.
There were even some spider webs at the entrance.
This doesn't look like the way I've been working these past few days at all.
Is anyone there?
I craned my neck and shouted inside.
No one agreed.
As I shouted, the surrounding sounds became clearer and clearer.
It felt as if it was already right next to my ear!
The sounds, which had been part of a thick fog, slowly split into several tiny icicles, which felt like they were being stabbed hard in my face.
Among those sounds were the furious shouts of men, the sobs of women, and the wailing of children who had lost their parents...
And what they all repeated was almost the same thing: a single sentence.
"Take my life! I want your life!"
The voice carried an extremely strong sense of oppression, as if it were about to push us to the ground to collect a debt.
I'm starting to panic.
Without any hesitation, I settled Yiyi here and then walked alone to the counter in front of me.
The light here is much scarcer.
I tapped the glass lightly; it was cold and made a crisp sound.
Ding ding ding...
There has still been no response.
I craned my neck to look over, and the drawer under the counter was half open, with several yellowed receipts scattered inside the drawer and on the table.
Just as I was about to look into the hall through the door, a gust of sea breeze suddenly blew in!
And it was this door that seemed to create a draft with the door we had just come through, and the strong water pressure made me feel as if I were in the deep water area before!
It's the lower level, where the sense of oppression is extremely strong!
In an instant, Yiyi also quickly grabbed the surrounding walls, while I grabbed the counter.
After a whooshing sound, the outer door slammed shut.
The receipts that had just been on the counter were now scattered all over the floor.
That sound was the loudest we'd made since we entered the post office.
I tried to look outside to see if the driver was still there, but the gate was already tightly shut.
Yiyi walked to the door and pushed it hard, but it didn't budge.
Damn it, the door seemed to be locked.
Seeing that it would be difficult to go out, I picked up a receipt first, wanting to take a quick look at it.
But as soon as my fingers touched the edge of the paper, it felt like they had touched something I shouldn't touch.
I instinctively pulled back.
"This paper... is wet!"
I quickly looked at Yiyi and said.
Upon hearing this, Yiyi was about to pick up a card next to her when I immediately told her not to touch it.
I briefly explained my thoughts to Yiyi.
These wandering ghosts probably had nowhere else to go, so they came to this place where their abilities were similar to theirs.
Perhaps it is here that they have unfulfilled obsessions.
However, I can't explain it clearly. The only thing I'm sure of is that the water on it wasn't left a long time ago, nor was it picked up today.
It's practically still wet.
In other words, the only possibility is that this was spat on it during their verbal sparring!
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