Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 58 After Lights Out (Please Subscribe)
Li Hui looked behind him.

Under the influence of his ghostly influence, the post office door remained open, and outside was the view of the street in Dahan City.

But in the next moment.

Li Hui retrieved the ashes floating outside the ghost post office, preventing them from causing any further supernatural effects on the post office's door.

He then noticed that the scene outside the gate had changed. The street called Jianshe Road began to blur and then disappeared completely. A darkness surged in, covering everything. As far as the eye could see, there was only endless darkness outside the gate.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the door of the Ghost Post Office suddenly closed, the door frame colliding with the door panel, making a loud noise.

But Li Hui didn't pay much attention. After glancing at it a few times, he turned and walked deeper into the post office.

The situation on the first floor is not complicated.

The hall was rather empty, the glass lamps overhead were dim and yellowish, their light not fully illuminating the surroundings, making it seem somewhat gloomy and oppressive. The wooden floor underfoot was slightly soft, as if the wood inside was almost completely rotten, and a musty smell of decaying wood lingered.

Besides.

On the nearby walls hang large black-and-white portraits of men and women, each dressed in different styles. The older ones include retro long gowns and cheongsams, while the newer ones feature modern suits and floral dresses.

Then Li Hui looked up again.

From his perspective, he could see part of the structure of the upper floors, but that was just an illusion. In reality, there were no second, third, fourth, or fifth floors; they were all illusions. Those floors existed in another supernatural space.

Li Hui attempted to extend the ghost domain upwards.

But it failed again.

The paper ash disappeared immediately upon intrusion, not appearing in the second or third floors he could see, but instead getting lost in the layers of supernatural spaces.

"what's the situation?"

at the same time.

The commotion attracted the attention of the messenger on the first floor of the Ghost Post Office.

Just as Li Hui was examining the portraits on the wall, a sound came from the depths of the corridor on the first floor of the Ghost Post Office. It was as if someone had been attracted by the commotion, and footsteps followed immediately afterward.

"It's almost six o'clock, the Ghost Post Office is about to turn off its lights, why aren't you all back in your rooms, what are you doing here..."

Before the person even appeared, a man's voice came over. The owner of the voice seemed to have a very bad temper, and his words revealed impatience.

But in the next moment.

The conversation abruptly stopped.

The figure of the person who spoke came into Li Hui's sight; it was a thin man with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Correspondingly, the man also saw Li Hui standing in the lobby and immediately realized that this was a stranger, not someone he knew from the messenger on the first floor.

"No wonder there was such a commotion here even though the post office was almost dark. I thought some messenger had a mental breakdown, but it turns out it was just a new, unlucky guy who doesn't know anything."

The man thought to himself.

After thinking for a moment, he said to Li Hui, "Newbie, I have a piece of advice for you: you'd better find an empty room to squat in right now."

"The post office is about to turn off its lights, so don't wander around aimlessly. It doesn't matter if you die, but it's wrong of you to attract vengeful ghosts and cause us trouble."

That was also the reason he came out of the room to investigate the situation.

They were afraid that one of the messengers might have a mental breakdown, and not only would he attract the ghost, but he might also lead the vengeful ghost to their room with the idea of ​​taking all the messengers on the first floor down with him.

I just didn't expect to see a newcomer.

But the man was used to it; messengers often died in this godforsaken place, and then new ones would come in to replace them. That's how he himself got in.

Done.

Seeing that Li Hui ignored him and instead looked at the portraits on the wall in deep thought, the man's face showed displeasure, feeling that Li Hui was being ungrateful.

It's one thing to not appreciate my well-intentioned reminder and say thank you, but to completely ignore my existence? What does this mean? Are all newcomers this arrogant these days?
However, just as the man was about to say or do something, a scene he caught in the corner of his eye made him freeze on the spot.

One of the portraits hanging on the wall of the hall moved slightly; more accurately, the background figure in the portrait moved slightly.

Followed by.

The man in the portrait simply vanished.

"Ghost, there is a ghost..."

The man who witnessed all of this felt a chill run down his spine, and an inexplicable sense of fear enveloped his entire body.

Without saying a word, the man turned around and ran back down the corridor he had come from.

Not long after, the sound of a door closing came from deep inside the first floor. The sound echoed clearly in the quiet post office.

"How could this be? The post office lights were still on, how could a ghost have appeared?"

After returning to his room, the man calmed down a bit and began to think.

"The environment in the lobby also felt very strange."

The man then thought of the paper-ash-like objects that kept floating around in the hall. At first, he hadn't paid much attention to them, since in his opinion, anything could happen in this eerie place.

But now I have a different idea.

"Those paper ashes, like the ashes left after an oil painting has been burned, must be related to the vengeful ghost in that painting."

Finally, the man thought of Li Hui, who was still standing in the center of the hall.

"That newbie is doomed. He didn't run away in this situation. He must have been completely scared out of his wits. But it's better that he's dead. Living in this godforsaken place is torture."

The man made his final judgment on Li Hui's fate, concluding that Li Hui had absolutely no chance of survival.

at the same time.

the other side.

Li Hui showed no concern about the man's appearance and departure. When the man judged him to be a newbie, Li Hui already knew that the man was a complete novice who didn't know anything and might not even have the concept of a ghost tamer.

Therefore, he had no desire to communicate with him whatsoever.

Because it's meaningless.

In terms of understanding the Ghost Post Office, Li Hui, who had read the original story, surpassed all the other messengers.

He is thinking about a problem at this moment.

How much chance would I have against the spirits in the oil painting if I were to face them now?
Especially the cunning Zhang Xianguang, who was hiding among them, and Yang Xiao, codenamed Nightmare. Of course, Li Hui knew that the latter's real name was Yang Xiaotian, which meant 'filial piety is greater than heaven'.

The former is not a ghost, but the real person, and it also has the advantage of being the administrator of the Ghost Post Office.

The latter is known for its eerie and terrifying power; Onimus's abilities are impossible to defend against.

Even though the Yang Xiao in the portrait only retains a portion of his original strength, the addition of Ghost Dream's ability, which is considered the pinnacle of consciousness-based supernatural abilities, still makes him incredibly fearsome.

But the same.

If Li Hui can gain the approval of the spirits in the paintings and bring them under his command, his overall strength will increase dramatically, exponentially!

Because the person who can leave their mark in an oil painting is at least a ghost tamer who has delivered all the mail on every floor of the Ghost Post Office.

In terms of strength alone, he is no weaker than the top-tier or even the most outstanding ghost tamers in the outside world, and in some aspects, he even surpasses them.

"Ok?"

Just as Li Hui was struggling with his thoughts, the environment inside the post office suddenly changed, and the light became dim.

Realizing what was happening, Li Hui looked up. He used to be able to see the balcony on the fifth floor from where he stood, but now the fifth floor was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

And that darkness crept down from the upper floors, enveloping the fifth floor and then the fourth, and soon it was about to reach the third floor.

If this continues, this place will soon be completely plunged into eerie darkness.

Is the post office about to turn off the lights?

Li Hui was not surprised by this situation.

This is a set of rules and procedures governing the operation of the Ghost Post Office.

Every day after 6 p.m., the lights inside the post office are turned off and will not be restored until the next morning.

During this time.

The dark ghost post office is haunted by evil spirits; it's best to choose a safe room to stay in until dawn.

But Li Hui did not intend to do that.

Because crisis and opportunity are intertwined.

Ghosts roam the post office after the lights go out, but strange and supernatural objects also appear, some of which are highly practical.

Most importantly, Li Hui is not here as a messenger; he has his own strong purpose in coming to the Ghost Post Office, so he will not act like an ordinary messenger.

soon.

Under Li Hui's gaze.

The darkness spread rapidly downwards. The lights on the third floor had already gone out, and now they had reached the second floor. In just a moment, the lights on the second floor also disappeared, leaving only endless darkness.

Eventually, the darkness spread to the first floor.

Li Hui's ghost domain failed to affect the encroachment of darkness; this was an unknown supernatural phenomenon. Immediately afterward, the lights on the first floor went out, and the entire ghost post office was plunged into complete darkness.

Tap, tap, tap!

Just as the post office was shrouded in darkness, heavy footsteps echoed from the upper floors, sounding like the walking of a corpse, the footsteps sounding very stiff.

The strangest thing is...

The footsteps were erratic and incomprehensible; one second they might be on the fifth floor, the next on the second, and then on the fourth.

this moment.

The vengeful ghost inside the post office began its operation.

At the same time, a strange, eerie wind swept through the ghost post office, blowing down from upstairs, carrying with it dust and other strange objects.

There were sheets of black paper that floated down from above and landed on the ground not far from Li Hui. There were quite a few of them, three or four in total.

(End of this chapter)