Chapter 777 744 Address

“This letter is very special.”

The red letter in hand gave off an unsettling feeling, and Yang Jian could feel the eerie aura emanating from it.

“Maybe we shouldn’t deliver this letter; it feels like it might be a trap. Let’s just tear it up. They couldn’t take us down last night, what makes them think they can kill us by tearing up a letter?” Sun Rui came over, leaning on his cane, speaking with a lot of confidence.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, “Maybe tearing it up is the trap?”

“Uh… that actually makes sense.” Sun Rui hesitated.

“Captain, so do we deliver it or not?” Li Yang asked.

Wan Xing and Qian Rong, who were standing by, broke out in cold sweats listening to their conversation—the thought of tearing up the letter and refusing to deliver this red letter.

Perhaps they would be unharmed, but others might end up dead because this courier task was a collective mission for the couriers on the first floor.

However, in the presence of Yang Jian and the rest, they hardly had any say in deciding whether the red letter should be delivered or not.

At that moment, Yang Jian was also pondering and hesitating.

The key to the assessment was simple: whether he could bear the consequences of tearing up the letter.

If he could bear it,

then tearing up the red letter was undoubtedly the best choice.

But if the cost was too great, delivering the letter was also an option. After all, with their abilities, delivering a letter was an easy task, and their chances of success were much higher than those of ordinary people.

“There’s no need to provoke a malicious spirit’s attack by tearing up the letter. The difficulty of delivering it isn’t that great, at least not for me,” Yang Jian said with a flicker in his eyes. “If a ghost does appear during the mission, we should first determine the level of danger it presents before deciding whether to continue. We should prioritize safety.”

“Even though the three of us are very strong together, we can’t just act recklessly.”

Sun Rui said, “So have we decided to deliver the letter?”

“Of course. At the same time, I want to ascertain whether delivering the letter will indeed trigger supernatural events, and thus determine whether the couriers’ job is to aid malevolent spirits or to suppress supernatural occurrences… If it’s the latter, all’s well, but if it’s the former, then there’s no need for couriers to exist in this post office,” Yang Jian said, his eyes harboring a hint of murderous intent. “I won’t allow this world to be one where people are living by doing the bidding of ghosts.”

“You make a lot of sense; you’ve thought this through more than I have. Since that’s the case, I’ll accompany Captain Yang to deliver this letter,” Sun Rui nodded in agreement.

It was indeed essential to determine the nature of the Ghost Post Office,

since it would influence the direction of their next moves, and going upstairs was also something that had to be done.

“However, there’s no signal here; I can’t check where this address is. We need to go outside to confirm that,” Sun Rui shook his head as he looked at the distorted letters formed by dust on the counter.

Fushou Garden?

What kind of place was that? It sounded like a garden in Jiangnan.

It also resembled the name of a scenic spot.

“Now that we’ve decided, let’s not waste any more time. Let’s set off and try to settle this letter within a day. We’ll leave the post office matters aside for now, and after completing the delivery, we’ll be better positioned to uncover the secrets of this place once we get to the second floor,” Yang Jian decided to take action immediately.

Sun Rui and Li Yang nodded.

With the letter in hand, the three of them immediately walked towards the post office’s main doors, ready to leave the place.

Wang Shan, Wan Xing, and the woman named Qian Rong looked at each other at that moment, unsure of what to do.

Should they follow, or should they not get involved?

“Captain Yang, this matter concerns me too, I have to go,” Wang Shan said through gritted teeth, deciding to follow.

“Wan Xing, what do we do?” the woman named Qian Rong asked cautiously.

Wan Xing, with his gaunt cheeks and a pale face, obviously didn’t like the situation, but circumstances were stronger than he was. An old-timer who had delivered two letters was no match for Yang Jian and his group; these people were too scary, and it was a mystery where they had come from.

“The delivery mission concerns us too. If we don’t go and the mission ends up being successful without counting us in, what then?”

“We only have one life; we can’t gamble. We have no choice but to follow.”

Although he didn’t want to go and had even thought of letting Yang Jian and the others take care of it while he waited for news here,

But Wan Xing felt he couldn’t exploit such an obvious loophole.

What if he lost his life in the process and didn’t even have the chance to regret it?

So, to be safe, he followed them.

This woman named Qian Rong had no choice but to follow as everyone else did.

A group of six people left the Ghost Post Office one after another.

However, as soon as they stepped out, the Ghost Post Office had vanished behind them, replaced by an unfinished building, and Yang Jian stood in front of this unfinished structure, looking at the surrounding skyscrapers.

Without a doubt, Yang Jian had returned.

He was back in Dahan City.

“Indeed, after we opened the door, we left that ghastly place and returned to the real world,” Yang Jian looked back to confirm his situation.

“It’s a very strange phenomenon; the reality and the Ghost Domain intertwined without affecting each other is one thing, but to be able to instantly break away without us ghost controllers feeling anything raises questions,” Sun Rui furrowed his brow, “Now I’m curious about how the Ghost Post Office will pull us back in after we successfully deliver the letter.”

“We’ll talk about it after we succeed. Check the address of Fushou Garden and the owner of what’s called number 78. The letter needs to be delivered into that person’s hands, which sounds somewhat unbelievable,” Yang Jian said.

Sun Rui immediately contacted his assistant, “Alright, I’ll investigate.”

As the person in charge, he had access to the intelligence information from headquarters and could look into many things.

Soon enough, he had the information.

“There’s a result, but it seems not too promising,” Sun Rui said in a low voice, “Fushou Garden is the name of a cemetery, and the so-called number 78 is likely the 78th grave.”

“A cemetery?” Yang Jian’s expression slightly changed, “So the letter is not for the living?”

He had weathered many storms, so he wasn’t that surprised,

“Very likely,” Sun Rui nodded, “However, the location of Fushou Garden might be troublesome.”

“Where exactly is it?” Yang Jian asked.

Sun Rui hesitated for a moment before saying, “In Dahai City… people in the circle know, Dahai City is the territory of the spiritual forum’s Ye Zhen, and he doesn’t like people from headquarters to go on business trips there. Moreover, headquarters has very little control over Ye Zhen. If we go there, a lot of things might get interfered with.”

“Everyone knows Ye Zhen is a bit off his rocker, and things could get dangerous if a conflict arises.”

Ye Zhen?

Yang Jian had heard of this man many times and had even been in touch via phone, but never met him face to face.

“I’ve already got the letter in hand; how could we not make the trip? Don’t worry; I have no grudges with him, and delivering this letter merely involves a visit to a graveyard there, a very small range. The chances of being targeted by Ye Zhen aren’t very high. Besides, it’s his territory, sure, but that doesn’t mean he won’t let anyone pass through, right?”

“That makes sense, but we should still be cautious, after all, he isn’t from headquarters,” Sun Rui said with a hint of wariness.

After all, Ye Zhen was among the top ghost controllers in the domestic circle, a long-established name. Even before Yang Jian became a ghost controller, Ye Zhen was already ranked among the very best. Some people could hold Ye Zhen down back then, but after more than half a year, with some dead and others missing, the circle had de facto acknowledged him as the top presence.

Besides, the spiritual forum’s influence was substantial; previously, it was on par with that of friends’ circles.

Yang Jian waved his hand dismissively, “Stop talking about these pointless things, let’s book a flight and get going.”

Sun Rui smiled, “No need for that, I have a private jet. We can fly directly to Dahai City. But if we make such a show of it, the airport there will definitely get the news, and so will Ye Zhen. After all, it’s difficult to hide anything from him there.”

“It doesn’t matter; he’s not going to bomb your plane on the way,” Yang Jian said.

“That, he probably won’t do,” Sun Rui replied.

At this point, Li Yang turned back and said, “Captain Yang, that Wang Shan, and Wan Xing from before, don’t seem to be here. I recall they were also heading towards the door.”

“Hmm? That’s odd,” Yang Jian turned to look and indeed didn’t see the three of them.

After thinking for a moment, he said, “Don’t worry about it; those three are just ordinary people, not crucial. They agreed to go simply because they feared not completing the task. And since they know the address, they will go if they want.”

Yang Jian speculated that the door of the Ghost Post Office should return one to wherever they entered from.

Wang Shan might not be from Dahan City, so when he opened the door, he probably went back to a previous place, not the original spot.

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