Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 64 The Fifth Floor of the Post Office (Please Subscribe)

"That is……"

"Li Hui?"

Everyone was stunned when they saw the figure standing up from the red dye vat, because the figure looked exactly like Li Hui, both in build and appearance.

The only difference is skin color.

The figure that stood up from the dye vat was completely red, just like the color of the dye in the vat, as vivid as blood, incredibly alluring, and looked very eerie.

As the figure appeared, wisps of gas appeared out of thin air around them, resembling the constantly falling ashes in Li Hui's ghost domain, except that they were red.

At first, there wasn't much red ash, just scattered around the figure. But as time went on, the scarlet ash increased and began to spread in all directions.

"This is a supernatural phenomenon from Ghost Painting. The figure not only looks like Li Hui, but it even imitates the supernatural being he controls?"

Some people recognized the crimson gas. Although the color was different, they were certain that it was the ghostly drawing, just like the grayish paper ash.

"Everyone, be careful!"

However, at this moment, Yang Xiao, who was standing to the side, changed his expression drastically, as if he had thought of something, and immediately shouted:

“These red gases carry the supernatural power of those dyes. We cannot touch them, otherwise everyone’s bodies will dissolve like Sun Yan’s arm and be directly erased.”

"Because our existence is very likely due to these dyes being used to paint. A painting using the same dye will be repainted. In other words, these dyes are the nemesis of us, the dead."

Yang Xiao then shared his conjecture.

As he spoke, Yang Xiao took the lead in retreating, moving away from the area where the red paper ash was located.

Others saw this.

They all retreated.

Soon, all the dead souls had left, leaving only Li Hui and the figure standing in the red dye vat on the open ground.

"Wow~"

Under Li Hui's gaze, the red figure walked directly out of the dye vat, completely exposing himself to his eyes.

Whether it's height, body proportions, or appearance, they are exactly the same. If you exclude skin color, if the two stand together, no one can tell who is the real Li Hui.

"It failed to capture the essence; it only has the form but not the spirit, lacking a crucial element, so its ghost realm is merely a facade."

Li Hui examined it carefully and made this assessment in his mind.

Perhaps to others, the red figure possessed the same supernatural abilities as him, with crimson paper ash swirling around, forming a ghostly realm unique to him.

But in Li Hui's eyes, it was a completely different story.

The scarlet paper ash appeared illusory and unreal. Furthermore, the ash seemed to stagnate as it drifted, suggesting that the supernatural rules were not fully established.

To put it simply, the Ghost Domain has not actually been formed. This can only be considered a prototype of the Ghost Domain, and it has not even imitated one tenth of Li Hui's Ghost Domain ability.

The reason is quite simple: the red figure did not have a cell phone tattoo on his body; the back of his hand was smooth and showed no signs of any tattoo.

Actually.

Li Hui's situation is very special. The reason he can control the bus and the ghost painting is all because of the cell phone tattoo on the back of his hand.

The phone tattoo replicated the supernatural abilities of the bus and the ghost drawing. Its existence was like a medium, but the red dye failed to reflect the tattoo. Without this 'medium', it naturally lacked the corresponding abilities.

"It seems my experiment has failed."

Li Hui sighed inwardly.

Originally, he was thinking of creating a reflection of himself. If the ability of mobile phone tattooing could also be imitated, then he would try to control the human figure drawn from the dye. In that case, the number of supernatural beings he could replicate would double.

This is similar to exploiting bugs. In this world, if you want to survive well, you must learn how to exploit bugs.

Just like those top ghost controllers during the Republic of China era, their very existence was a bug. Whether it was Zhang Dong, or Qin Lao... including Yang Jian and others later on, they were all exploiting loopholes in the rules of the supernatural and exploiting the bugs of vengeful ghosts.

Li Hui seemed to have overestimated the dyes, but he had anticipated this situation from the beginning, so he couldn't say he was too disappointed.

"But this is good, at least it has given me certainty about the answer to another matter."

Li Hui glanced at the back of his hand, or more precisely, at the phone tattoo etched on it, and most of his concerns vanished instantly.

He then turned his gaze back to the red figure.

The existence of the human figure is also special. It is a reflection of Li Hui. So theoretically, he would be an ordinary person created by the supernatural, just like the person created by Yang Jian using the supernatural power of the Deceitful Ghost in the original work, because Li Hui himself does not actually possess supernatural powers.

Yet this figure, who should have existed as an ordinary person, now possessed the rudiments of a ghost realm. Li Hui guessed that it was probably because there were many paper ashes surrounding his body at the time, which were then reflected into the dye, thus creating a partial imitation.

But that doesn't matter.

The appearance of the red figure was Li Hui conducting an experiment, while also trying to find out the result of another question.

Now that Li Hui knows what he wanted to know, the figure no longer has any reason to exist.

Think of this.

Li Hui began his operation.

He stretched out his palm and began waving it in the air over the area, as if he were drawing a picture.

As he did this, the surrounding environment changed rapidly. Paper ash filled the air, and the scarlet paper ash was instantly suppressed, becoming even more illusory.

Two almost identical supernatural collisions, but with vastly different intensities. The crimson ghost realm's nascent form couldn't even last a second before completely dissipating.

Under the influence of Li Hui's ghost domain, the red figure's nascent ghost domain was completely suppressed, unable to even open up in the most basic way.

The changes in the surrounding environment go far beyond that.

next moment.

The entire road began to blur, and the red figure, along with the water vats filled with dye on the ground, all became indistinct.

Then something even stranger happened.

The whole world seemed to shrink, and everything around us was converging in one place. In the end, the path disappeared, along with the dye vats on the road and the red figure.

Instead, there was a portrait floating in mid-air.

The old, carved picture frame was painted with mottled paint. The scene in the painting was that vanished path. The environment was dark and gloomy, with water vats placed along the road. At the end of the road, a red figure stood in the open space.

The entire oil painting exudes an eerie atmosphere, making it immediately apparent that something is amiss.

Then, under Li Hui's control of the ghost realm, the oil painting drifted towards the depths of the gray ghost realm world behind him.

It eventually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Did he succeed? Li Hui suppressed that eerie figure and even turned those water vats filled with dye into a brand new oil painting. The ghost painting is indeed powerful and the ghost realm is incredibly complex."

Someone in the crowd sighed.

"Yes."

"Those dyes were the bane of us dead souls. Now that they're completely in Li Hui's hands, it seems things will get tough from now on..."

Some people thought of something different, and their faces turned grim, but they only dared to think these things in their hearts and did not show them.

However, none of the people present were fools.

When the first person thought of this, the others more or less thought of it as well. Except for Yang Xiao, whose expression remained calm, the expressions of the others all became somewhat ugly.

However, all of this was irrelevant to Li Hui; he had no intention of trying to guess what those souls were thinking.

He had successfully collected the raw materials for painting the oil painting, and most of the dead souls had chosen to 'cooperate' with him. His goal of entering the world of the painting had been achieved.

Immediately afterwards, a hazy ghost realm enveloped all the dead souls, and the ashes of paper drifted, carrying them swiftly toward the forest.

The eerie forest inhabited by vengeful ghosts is also a scene from an oil painting, and each oil painting has an exit that connects to the ghost post office outside.

If Li Hui remembers correctly.

The oil painting depicting the forest is displayed on the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office.

This means that if Li Hui left through the exit of that oil painting, he could go straight to the fifth floor of the post office without having to deliver the mail floor by floor.

This is one of the reasons why he entered this world of oil painting.

If you want to get upstairs quickly, there are only a few options. One is to forcefully break in, which Li Hui tried at the beginning, but failed.

The second method is to send a letter. Of course, you can also choose not to send the letter and just tear it up, but only if you can withstand the attack of the evil spirit.

Moreover, the more times you tear up letters, the greater the danger you will face. According to the original work, if you tear up more than three letters, you may be attacked by all the evil spirits of the Ghost Post Office.

An attack of that intensity would likely be unbearable even for Li Hui, and the same applies to Yang Jian in the original novel, who only managed to tear it apart twice.

The last and most direct way is to enter the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office through an oil painting.

Inside the entire ghost post office, only the lobby on the first floor and the fifth floor have paintings; there are no oil paintings on the second, third, or fourth floors.

The backgrounds of each oil painting are interconnected, just like the ghost paintings and their derivative works. Each painting also has an exit, so theoretically, Li Hui could directly enter the fifth floor of the post office through those oil paintings.

Here.

Under the influence of Li Hui's ghost domain.

The entire forest was shrouded in a gray, ghostly aura. Paper ash fell from the sky, and the surrounding scenery changed. The whole world seemed to be distorted at this moment.

The scene in the woods also changed; a picture frame taller than a person appeared, standing behind the stiff hand.

On the other side of the frame was the interior of an old building, but because of the angle, Li Hui could only see a part of it. However, he knew that the other side of the frame was the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office.

Then, under his control, the hazy ghost world began to compress continuously, and the surrounding scenery frantically converged together, as if the whole world was constantly shrinking.

As the ghost realm shrank, the positions of everyone within it changed, and they began to surge towards the other side of the picture frame.

at the same time.

The previously desolate fifth floor of the ghost post office began to produce paper-ash-like objects that then floated down from the sky.

At first, there wasn't much ash, but as time went on, more and more ash fell, quickly covering the ground on the fifth floor with a layer of dark gray marks.

next moment.

More than thirty figures appeared out of thin air in the corridor on the fifth floor of the post office.

Among them were men and women, young and old, dressed in various styles. Some wore clothes reminiscent of the 1970s and 80s, while others wore modern styles, and still others wore more outdated clothes.

At the very front of these people stood a handsome young man dressed in casual clothes, surrounded by swirling ashes, as if he were the source of it all.

"Success! We skipped the previous floors and arrived at the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office..."

Li Hui glanced around at his surroundings and thought to himself.

On the wall behind him hung many oil paintings, most of which looked strange and out of place. The paintings were originally portraits, but the people in them had left and were now standing behind Li Hui.

Besides portraits, there are other eerie oil paintings, the scenes of which appear very sinister and bizarre.

For example, an oil painting taller than a person was placed directly behind the group.

It was a strange forest.

The trees inside were sparse and leafless, standing on the ground like withered corpses, twisted and deformed, as if they had been through a great fire.

However, it is worth noting that in that eerie forest, a stiff arm stretched out from the soil, as if someone had been buried alive and was struggling desperately to climb out.

While thinking.

The dust from the paper paintings filled the air, covering not only the eerie forest scene but all the other strange paintings on the wall.

Subsequently, under Li Hui's control, all the oil paintings on the wall were gathered into his ghost realm, and the supernatural elements within them were assimilated, making the paintings a part of his ghost realm.

The supernatural power of the ghost paintings was enough to encompass the supernatural elements in all other paintings, so Li Hui collected those paintings without any effort. This situation was equivalent to the creation of derivative paintings in his ghost realm.

Each painting depicts a strange place, filled with supernatural beings, and connected to his own ghost realm.

If other ghost tamers enter his ghost realm in the future, Li Hui can simply throw them into those derivative paintings, just like dungeon levels.

The supernatural elements present must be enough to give many ghost tamers a headache.

(End of this chapter)