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

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said?" Lin Zhensheng said.

"Heh, does he have any evidence to prove what he said?" Li Jian approached step by step, trying to force Lin Zhensheng to move aside.

boom!

Lin Zhensheng fired a shot into the ground, stopping Li Jian from continuing forward.

Li Jian's face darkened. If he had taken one more step, he would have broken his leg.

Lin Zhensheng didn't speak, but his attitude was very clear: no one could send the letter out without Sun Rui's permission.

The group remained locked in a stalemate when screams erupted from the village once more.

The ghost has started killing people again.

"Did you hear that? The ghost is still killing people. As long as we don't send the letter out, we'll be targeted by the ghost sooner or later!" Li Jian said.

The group remained silent, waiting for someone to break this fragile balance.

"Cough cough..." Sun Rui coughed, spitting out a trace of dark red, foul-smelling blood. He had been thinking about a question: why did the ghost stop killing for a while, and then start killing again? Was it really just a coincidence? During that period, no one triggered the ghost's killing pattern?

But Sun Rui didn't believe in coincidences. Don't forget, there was another vengeful ghost in the mourning hall.

"Liu Qi, go check inside the mourning hall. Is your grandfather still there?" Sun Rui turned to look at Liu Qi. He had regained some control over his body, but he was still unable to move below the neck, only twitching occasionally.

"Okay!" Although Liu Qi didn't understand what Sun Rui meant, everyone was here just now and didn't see anything come out of the mourning hall.

But he still mustered his courage and went into the mourning hall. Unlike before, he could still see things here. The mourning hall was now pitch black, so he turned on his phone to dispel the surrounding darkness.

On the ground, the overturned coffin lid was still there untouched, and the red lacquered coffin on the long wooden bench next to it was also unchanged. When he approached, he saw that the coffin was empty and there was no one inside.

He walked around the mourning hall again, but still couldn't find anyone.

"Grandpa is really gone!" Liu Qi felt a chill run down his spine. How could this be? He didn't see his grandfather walk out of the mourning hall.

He rushed outside, saying, "My grandfather is missing."

"It seems that both vengeful ghosts are already killing people," Sun Rui analyzed. In the few dozen seconds that Liu Qi entered the mourning hall, screams could still be heard from the village from time to time, but the screams were sometimes far away and sometimes very close.

"Have the intervals between the two ghosts killing people actually increased?" Sun Rui listened carefully to the screams in the village, trying to analyze some patterns. Although the screams in the village were sometimes far away and sometimes near, they were generally getting closer.

This generally aligns with the rule that the farther away from the mourning hall, the more likely one is to be targeted by vengeful ghosts.

A bold conjecture came to Sun Rui's mind: the two old men had different patterns of killing, but both followed the rule that the farther away from the mourning hall, the easier it was for them to be targeted.

He glanced around. There were eight people in total, and none of them had been targeted by the vengeful ghost, which was a kind of evidence. The only one who didn't fit the pattern was Liu Anhua, and Sun Rui couldn't figure out why for the time being.

"How much longer until you recover? Why don't you try sending the letter?" Lin Zhensheng suggested.

"No way, sending this letter would be suicide!" Sun Rui refused decisively.

His refusal caused the situation to become tense again. The screams continued, getting closer and closer to the mourning hall. It felt as if a mountain was pressing down on everyone's hearts, and the threat of death made it hard for them to breathe.

Time passed by, and Lin Zhensheng felt his hands were going numb. About ten minutes had passed.

At this moment, Li Jian suddenly realized that he could not move his body. No matter how much he struggled, his body seemed to be out of his control and remained stiff in place.

He grew increasingly terrified: "Am I being targeted by a ghost?"

He couldn't make a sound, not even when he wanted to call for help. The temperature around him seemed to drop significantly. Li Jian felt a cold, stiff hand gently touch him.

At this moment, Sun Rui also noticed that Li Jian's condition was a bit off. His face was blank, but he was not dead, as if he had lost consciousness.

"Is a ghost targeting him?" Sun Rui's expression hardened. This was not good news, as it meant that there was almost no one left to kill in the village.

The others also noticed something was wrong. Li Jian, who had been arrogant and full of energy, was now standing there blankly, without making a sound.

At this moment, an old man dressed in funeral clothes emerged from the darkness beside him. His eyes were empty, without a trace of the spirit of a living person. His face, neck, and hands were covered with lividity. Sun Rui recognized him as Liu Qi's grandfather.

The vengeful ghost took Li Jian's hand, as if a dying man had breathed his last. Li Jian was dead, dark red blood flowing from his face, and he just stood there staring blankly at them.

"We can't even handle one ghost, what else can we do?" Lin Zhensheng said in despair.

Sun Rui ignored Lin Zhensheng's complaints. His eyes were fixed on the old man. This time was different from before. The old man did not leave immediately. Instead, he let go of the hand he was holding and stood still.

Not long after, screams came from the darkness in another direction. It was another ghost killing people!

"Alternating killings?" Sun Rui's eyes narrowed slightly, because not long after the screams, the old man in front of him started moving again.

This time, the vengeful ghost walked towards Zheng Fangxu, but he seemed completely unaware, still squatting there smoking.

"A ghost is coming! Ah! Don't look for me, don't look for me!" Zhao Tong screamed and ran into the darkness.

She went insane in this terrifying environment, just like the female office worker before her.

The vengeful ghost that was supposed to be after Zheng Fangxu slowly walked towards the direction where Zhao Tong had disappeared.

At this moment, Zhao Tong fits even more closely the murder patterns of vengeful ghosts.

Sun Rui slowly stood up, now that he had regained control of his body: "I understand!"

Distance is key. Zhao Tong was further away from the mourning hall just now, so the vengeful ghost changed its target.

Furthermore, Sun Rui speculated that Liu Qi's grandfather was a killer of people who did not have the surname Liu!

Sun Rui had been paying attention to everyone's positions. Just now, Liu Qi's father was clearly farther away than Zheng Fangxu, but he wasn't targeted by the vengeful ghost.

Sun Rui glanced at Liu Qi, unsure whether he was lucky or unlucky. Of the 72 people in Shuanggui Village, the majority were surnamed Liu. In addition, his grandparents had died, and relatives from afar had also rushed back, resulting in the Liu family making up the vast majority of people in Shuanggui Village.

At first, only his grandmother was killing people, but his grandfather started killing people only after the number of people with the surname Liu decreased to a certain level.

Sun Rui guessed that the other vengeful ghost would only act when the number of people with the surname Liu was equal to the number of people without the surname Liu, which caused the vengeful ghost to take turns killing people.

"As for Liu Anhua... she touched the ghost's hand first before being killed," Sun Rui muttered to himself. He carefully recalled the scene at the time. Liu Anhua had turned halfway around, unlike Li Jian who remained frozen in place.

He was misled. Liu Anhua was not actually being targeted by the evil spirit; rather, she was blocking its path!

If you touch the hand of a vengeful ghost, you will be killed by it!

Sun Rui sighed: "This vengeful ghost is almost no different from indiscriminate killing, except for the order in which they kill."

He carefully recalled the description of the supernatural event from his memory: the two old people would never meet in the village... The final solution was to let the two vengeful ghosts hold hands, and then the vengeful ghosts would stop killing people.

Although this is terrifying, ordinary people can solve it once they understand the pattern!

By exploiting the patterns of murder, two people who would never meet are brought to a very close distance, and then forced to hold hands! The number of people in the village represents the countdown to resolving this matter!

Of course, there's something Sun Rui can't understand: what will the messenger gain from this delivery mission?