Mysterious Resurrection: Becoming a God Starting from a Ghost Post Office

Liu Qi didn't stop and ran all the way back to the mourning hall, panting heavily.

"Son, are you alright?" Liu Anguo immediately stepped forward to support Liu Qi, who was somewhat exhausted.

"It's alright." Liu Qi knew he had made the right bet when he saw this scene; Sun Rui had a reason for leaving the two people in the mourning hall.

But the next second, his eyes were fixed on the old woman who was slowly walking out of the mourning hall; it was his deceased grandmother.

"How could this be? Did something happen to Sun Rui and the others?" Liu Qi's mind raced.

"Cough cough... cough cough..." The familiar coughing sound rang out.

"Is that a vengeful ghost coughing?" Liu Qi was startled when he heard this chilling sound. Wasn't this Sun Rui's ability? Could he be dead?

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, his grandmother's body disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of her coughing faded into the distance.

At the same time, Sun Rui and Lin Zhensheng were carrying body bags toward the funeral hall.

Along the way, Sun Rui analyzed the commonalities among the people ahead of him.

"Liu Anhua, Liu Qimin, Liu Jianye..." Sun Rui took out the files he had previously obtained from headquarters and matched them with the deceased one by one. He found a common point: they all shared the surname Liu, including Liu Qi, who had just been targeted by the vengeful ghost.

"Is it the distance?" Sun Rui asked himself, but Liu Anhua's version didn't match up. Could the verification just now have been a coincidence? Did the vengeful ghost randomly kill people with the surname Liu?

He suppressed his doubts. There was still an important thing he needed to confirm: was Liu Qi's grandmother really imprisoned? Ghosts cannot be killed. Logically speaking, Sun Rui's supernatural attack should have infected the vengeful ghosts as well. This disease should only slightly suppress the vengeful ghosts' actions. But the body bags carried on their shoulders were not moving at all.

Just then, they passed by Liu Jianye's house, and a slight cough caught Sun Rui's attention.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

Like an old man nearing the end of his life, he was walking slowly, coughing softly as he went.

But Sun Rui quickly realized something was wrong. The coughs were evenly spaced, unlike any normal person's cough, which sounded like a tape recorder playing on a fixed schedule.

"Damn it, why did this vengeful ghost have to be causing trouble at this time!" Sun Rui felt a burning pain in his lungs, as if his entire chest cavity was about to be torn apart. It felt like something was about to crawl out of his throat. His face was contorted, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he couldn't even hold the body bag he was carrying on his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Zhensheng quickly put the body bag on the ground.

"It's nothing, just a vengeful ghost coming back to life. Go check what happened in that house, don't worry about me," Sun Rui said painfully.

After saying this, Sun Rui collapsed to the ground, powerless. If it weren't for the fact that Sun Rui's eyes were still moving, Lin Zhensheng would have thought he was dead.

"Okay, hang in there!" Lin Zhensheng gritted his teeth, rushed to the front door, and kicked the door open.

The CD player on the phone emitted a little darkness, illuminating the situation inside the main room.

An old man covered in lividity was walking slowly into the darkness with his back to him, a soft cough coming from him.

At a glance, Lin Zhensheng immediately recognized the person as the vengeful ghost they had previously put into the body bag.

"What a joke, how could that be!" Lin Zhensheng said.

The old man disappeared into the darkness. Lin Zhensheng took a deep breath and continued to probe inside.

Soon, he discovered another figure inside the main room.

"This is... the person who survived just now. Logically speaking, shouldn't he have escaped? How did he end up here?" Lin Zhensheng's voice was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

He soon found out the answer: the man was dead, standing there blankly with a bundle on his back. It was clear that he had packed his belongings while they were leaving to search for the vengeful ghost.

Lin Zhensheng looked around the main room again, and seeing no other changes, he turned and left.

He went outside and found Sun Rui still lying on the ground, but this time he could speak, though he couldn't control his body.

"Cough cough... What happened?" Sun Rui coughed subconsciously, but it didn't contain any supernatural power.

"There's another vengeful ghost in the village killing people. I didn't see its face, but its silhouette was exactly the same as the one in the bag," Lin Zhensheng said.

"A kind of reboot ability? This is really troublesome." Sun Rui sighed. The reason he didn't think it was a reboot was because his supernatural attack had taken effect and hadn't been eliminated by this ability. Those few coughs were the best evidence.

"Carry me to the mourning hall. Leave the body bags here, don't worry about them," Sun Rui said. He had prepared two body bags specifically to deal with these two ghosts, but it seemed he had oversimplified things.

Lin Zhensheng nodded, picked up Sun Rui, and continued walking towards the mourning hall.

Along the way, the screams of ordinary people could be heard from time to time in the village, each scream representing a death.

Finally, Lin Zhensheng reached the mourning hall before he was exhausted, and with the help of two other messengers, he put Sun Rui down.

"What happened? You're not dead?" Liu Qi was somewhat surprised to see that Sun Rui's chest was still rising and falling.

"Do you really want us to die?" Lin Zhensheng asked.

"No...no, I just heard the vengeful ghost coughing, and I thought you were dead or something had happened. When I came back, I found my grandmother had come out of the mourning hall again," Liu Qi said.

Sun Rui kept his eyes closed, ignoring Liu Qi's question. He was trying to regain control of his body, a process that took anywhere from ten minutes to several hours.

"This vengeful ghost is very special, even Sun Rui finds it troublesome," Lin Zhensheng said, without explicitly stating that Sun Rui was currently unable to control his body.

The two messengers exchanged a glance but said nothing.

The mourning hall fell silent.

Liu Qi went back to the side to take care of his parents, muttering to himself, "Understanding the patterns of ghosts..."

Screams echoed through the village from time to time, each scream representing the death of a person.

Time passed, and no one spoke. The entire village was silent except for the screams. Finally, after about three hours, the screams briefly stopped.

"Did a vengeful ghost kill everyone?" Lin Zhensheng asked.

A minute passed without any screams, and the group began to worry. They were unsure if the vengeful ghost had its sights set on them. If everyone in the village died, they would become the only target.

"Let's send the letter and leave. If we stay any longer, we'll all die!" Zhao Tong finally couldn't help but say. They knew the letter was on Sun Rui. As long as they placed the letter in the prepared mourning hall and lit it, they would be guided by the Ghost Post Office and then they would be safe.

"Wait a little longer. The evil spirit hasn't attacked us yet, which means we're still safe." Lin Zhensheng glanced at Sun Rui, who was lying down.

"Cough cough, help me sit up," Sun Rui said. He wasn't dead yet, but he still couldn't control his body. However, being able to use supernatural powers was enough for him.

Lin Zhensheng quickly helped Sun Rui up.

"Sending letters now is pointless. The Ghost Post Office won't let us complete our mission so easily. Everything you see in the Ghost Realm could be fake," Sun Rui said weakly. From the moment the Ghost Realm was formed, he knew that the previous excuses were just to keep these messengers from causing trouble.

Just then, footsteps approached them.

"Oh no, the ghost is here! We're doomed! Quick, hand over the letter! Waaah..." Zhao Tong broke down in tears.

Zheng Fangxu squatted down and smoked, seemingly not caring at all.

Lin Zhensheng squinted. He realized that the footsteps didn't sound like a ghost, but rather like a person. He picked up his pistol and aimed it at the direction of the footsteps.

"Don't shoot, it's me!" Li Jian emerged from the darkness with his hands raised.

"You're not dead yet?" Lin Zhensheng said, still holding the gun in his hand.

"Heh, none of you are dead, so why should I be?" Li Jian sneered. He originally wanted to escape from the village, but he couldn't get out, so he had to turn back.

"Lin Zhensheng told me to go over and get the letter. He's practically dead now. If we're worried about his revenge, we can leave him here." Li Jian looked at Sun Rui, who was practically a corpse, and felt quite pleased.