Chapter 1028 - 994: Old Li's Information

Fifth floor of the post office.

Inside room 502.

Yang Jian’s eyes revealed a trace of fatigue. He had used too much supernatural power, and even with spiritual weapons, the situation wasn’t optimistic.

But the result was considered good.

He successfully entered the bedroom inside room 502 and found the source of the supernatural phenomenon in this room.

In the room, there was something similar to a shrine, with two small red lights burning on either side, scarlet and eerie. In the middle, there was a small figure kneeling, dressed in clothes, with eyes closed, as if asleep.

“This setup seems familiar?”

Yang Jian tightly gripped the long spear in his hand: “That’s right, I remembered, it was in the room of the supernatural incident in room 301 in Dachuan City. There was a shrine, too, but it was empty, with no idol being enshrined.”

“So, the thing on the shrine is this, then?”

Upon closer inspection, this small figure was neither made of clay nor wood but was a withered and emaciated body that had undergone special treatment.

It seemed as if an incomplete Ghost Infant had been turned into such an idol through some supernatural means.

As for what this thing was used for, Yang Jian wasn’t sure, but he was certain it was this ghostly object affecting the whole room.

He approached again with caution.

At this time, he found some clues. Underneath the kneeling small figure, there was a photograph pressed. The photo was heavily faded, indicating it was quite old, but it could still be vaguely recognized. The content seemed to be room 502.

Moreover, the layout of the buildings in the photo was contorting and changing, like a movie screen, with the image in motion.

“This is not a random supernatural phenomenon, but a supernaturally arranged place. Someone used this object to influence the entire room, creating a haunted room where one can enter but not exit, trapping both the messenger entering this room and the ghost within.”

Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye spied, and he understood most of it.

He approached closer.

The scene before his eyes was rapidly distorting and changing, seemingly preventing anyone from approaching this idol. The originally empty walls now had walls appearing, and the surrounding floor changed. Yang Jian, who was previously in the room, now found himself in the living room.

Yang Jian did not move; it was the entire room moving.

No matter how he maneuvered his supernatural power, it would forcefully return him to the starting point.

On the floor of the living room were mutilated corpses. A dull sound came from the direction of the bathroom, with blood seeping out from the bathroom door gap.

“I roughly know how to handle this situation. The supernatural has affected the whole room, so the key is to interfere with the supernatural entanglement. Once the supernatural is disrupted, a flaw will appear in the room, possibly restoring affected areas to their former state.”

“However, the ghost that can influence reality has a significant terror level, and ordinary ghost handlers can’t interfere with it.”

“But unfortunately, I am not an ordinary ghost handler.”

The Ghost Shadow behind Yang Jian flickered, and then a pitch-black shadow spread across the floor rapidly, covering the walls and then the ceiling.

Wherever the room’s architecture was, his Ghost Shadow covered it all.

“Now, let’s see how you continue to influence reality and alter everything.” Yang Jian, expressionless, stepped towards the bedroom.

At this moment, the walls twisted, and the ceiling shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred in the entire room.

Without wasting time, Yang Jian quickly arrived in the room.

The shrine was still there.

The withered small figure knelt on a photograph as before, unchanged.

The closer Yang Jian got, the more intense the nearby buildings shook.

The ghost sensed Yang Jian’s presence and attempted to alter the surrounding environment, but such changes were interfered with because the Ghost Shadow covered the walls and floors. While this influence was powerful, Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye didn’t need to completely resist; he just needed to hold on for ten seconds.

Such a short time was enough for Yang Jian to act.

He quickly walked to the shrine’s side and reached out.

Without taking the eerie little figure kneeling on the shrine, he pulled out the photograph under the small figure’s body.

The photograph was the medium, crucial to affecting the entire room.

As the photograph was removed,

The next moment,

The shaking room instantly calmed, and the supernatural power no longer interfered with room 502.

Subsequently, the lights in the living room flickered.

The yellowish light lit up again.

The person who previously claimed to be Old Li appeared once more, still standing expressionlessly in the living room like a cold corpse. He observed the reappeared room door and understood that the supernatural setup in this room had been broken.

“Yang Jian. You really did it.”

At this moment, Yang Jian tore up the old photograph.

The shrine remained, and the small figure remained kneeling with no movements. He avoided touching it to prevent unnecessary trouble.

“You’ve appeared again?” Yang Jian glanced: “You hid things from me. This is not an ordinary haunted room but a supernaturally arranged place to trap you here, no, to keep this black letter here.”

“What does this represent? I believe you know.”

Old Li said, “To reach this point, it doesn’t matter if you know many things. If you can’t survive today, knowing won’t help. You’re right. This room was an intricate setup by the previous messenger. Since the post office had black letters, they had no choice but to devise such a method.”

“A method that neither tears the letter nor falls victim to the post office’s curse. This method is simple, to keep this black letter eternally in the hands of a Fifth Floor Messenger.”

“Ordinary messengers who don’t deliver the letter will be killed by the letter’s curse.”

Yang Jian squinted his eyes: “So, they needed to artificially create an anomaly, someone like you, a messenger, a dead person, yet a fierce ghost… In this case, even the post office’s curse couldn’t kill you.”

“So the letter remained in this room, and some delivery task indefinitely suspended?”

Old Li nodded: “Your deduction is accurate; that’s the situation. This method was bold and risky, but the result is evident, we succeeded.”

We?

Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened: “You cooperated in the action, too?”

“Of course, I thought it was a good method at the time, a chance to end the messenger’s fate.”

Old Li said, “And at that time, someone had to make a sacrifice, and I was the sacrificial one. It wasn’t just my decision, it was a collective decision.”

“You set up this situation, why are you now trying to break it?” Yang Jian asked.

“Situations have changed, supernatural events are starting to appear outside, the post office is also getting out of control… everything is moving in a bad direction. I think messengers are necessary. If my death exchanged for the ending of the Fifth Floor Messenger’s fate, then the death of the messenger is for the end of the supernatural events.”

“That’s the conclusion I came to later, so the messenger must deliver the letter, must die, must accept this fate,” Old Li said. “So now, it’s up to the Fifth Floor Messenger to take on this responsibility.”

“I’m afraid the Fifth Floor Messenger is not willing to do this.” Yang Jian said coldly.

Old Li looked numb and said, “Indeed, that’s why new messengers attempting to break the balance keep dying. You’ve seen the bodies in the room, those were the Fifth Floor Messengers who died here before. If you can’t do it today, you’ll be one of those corpses too.”

“But if you succeed, then the post office will begin to operate again, starting with this black letter.”

“Everything will change for the better.”

Yang Jian glanced at the black letter in his hand, “I’m afraid things aren’t that simple. Holding this black letter might provoke a lot of hostility from the Fifth Floor Messengers.”

“Are you scared?” Old Li asked.

“Scared? They should be afraid of me instead. The Fifth Floor Messenger, even if there’s no mistake, should be killed.” Yang Jian said coldly, as if intending to purge the entire floor.

“That’s good. Tomorrow at six o’clock, the post office lights will be on, and all the Fifth Floor Messengers should gather. Be careful.” Old Li said.

“No need to remind me,” Yang Jian replied. “I do have a few questions I want to ask you.”

He found that in Old Li’s current state, he couldn’t steal memories, so he had no choice but to ask, because this Old Li had no body, was not a ghost, but a supernatural phenomenon relying on an aggressive ghost.

Today, the balance of room 502 was broken, and he probably wouldn’t exist for much longer.

“Whatever you want to ask, feel free.” Old Li said, “But I know very little.”

“What are those portrait oil paintings outside the Fifth Floor hall?” Yang Jian asked.

Old Li fell silent, still with no expression, until some eerie movements came from the bathroom and he quickly said, “Those paintings existed before I came to the post office. We’ve speculated that they represent messengers who successfully escaped from the Fifth Floor. Each person who delivers three letters and successfully leaves the post office will have an oil painting.”

“Why does the post office do this? What is the significance of this action?” Yang Jian frowned and asked.

Old Li said, “After delivering three letters, a messenger from the Fifth Floor has three choices. I don’t know if the information is true or not, I’m only telling you what I know.”

“What are the three choices?” Yang Jian asked.

Old Li said, “The first choice is to leave the post office. The second choice is to return to the first floor of the post office, but as a trade-off, you can revive one person in the oil painting.”

“Hmm?”

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed, “Wait, only leaving the post office leaves an oil painting, so what’s the point of reviving someone from the painting?”

“It should be an arrangement to re-absorb former messengers back to the post office. After all, messengers who manage to leave play a significant role, yet it’s all speculation, and no one knows why the post office would do this,” Old Li said. “As for the third point, it’s neither leaving the post office nor reviving those who left, but choosing to go down a road leading to an unknown floor.”

“What kind of road is it? Nobody knows, and nobody has chosen that route. It’s a mystery. Some guess there’s an unknown sixth floor, and others say it offers insight into the secrets of the post office, but no one dares gamble with the unknown, so there’s no relevant information.”

Yang Jian furrowed his brow.

It seems there are plenty of secrets on the Fifth Floor.

“One last question, what is the purpose of the black letter?” Yang Jian asked.

Old Li said, “That’s also an uncertain answer. If the yellow letter symbolizes the ordinary, and the red letter symbolizes danger, then the black letter likely represents death. We suspected at the time that the post office intended to kill all messengers from the Fifth Floor, which is why the black letter appeared.”

“Of course, there’s another hypothesis, which I inferred from the sending conditions back then.”

“I remember the sending condition at the time was that all the Fifth Floor messengers had to participate in the delivery task, and ultimately only the person who successfully delivered the letter would survive, while the rest would be deemed as failures in sending and would suffer the curse of failure.”

“Only one person can succeed in the delivery task?”

Yang Jian’s eyelid twitched, “This is indeed a mission to die for—participants all perish, only one can live. No wonder you chose this method to leave the black letter in the post office instead of delivering it.”

“Even now, the delivery tasks continue and have not stopped, because the task has special requirements—it only counts from the day you leave the post office.” Old Li glanced at Yang Jian.

“If that’s the case, then the post office’s purpose isn’t the delivery task, but to select a special messenger. That person must be strong in all aspects, otherwise, they won’t be able to hold onto this letter. And after that person completes the task, something might happen that I think is worth looking forward to.” Yang Jian said calmly.

He faintly has a guess.

This black letter might be the post office’s manager letter.

The messenger who successfully sends this letter might become the next post office manager.

Of course, that’s just a guess; he can’t be sure if it’s correct.

“Now you should think about how to handle the situation ahead, not continue lingering here. The ghosts are getting out of control; you’re in great danger.” Old Li added.

From the position of the bathroom, more viscous blood flowed out, while the shattered corpse in the living room gradually seemed ready to move again.

The cold aura in the bedroom grew heavier.

Supernatural power is awakening again.

But the only good news is that the light in room 502 came on again, which indicates that the aggressive ghost was suppressed by the post office, and there’s no longer a supernatural effect preventing the door to the outside from appearing.

Now, Yang Jian can leave anytime.

He’s not too anxious.

He can handle the appearance of aggressive ghosts and tried to keep probing this person called Old Li for intel and ask some key questions.

“Have you seen a corpse stored in a glass jar?” Yang Jian asked again.

“The room next door sometimes makes sounds of a glass jar rolling, but there’s an aggressive ghost in that room,” Old Li revealed an information: “There’s a painting with that thing, but it’s hard to find.”

“The room next door and in the painting? Got it, is there anything else?” Yang Jian asked.

He only had two pieces of the puzzle in his hand; those should not be enough to make a complete corpse.

“I’m not sure,” Old Li said.

“What is the identity of the corpse in the glass jar? Do you know?” Yang Jian asked again.

“Some people have found it before but never fully assembled it. It’s a mystery, and I studied it in the past but eventually gave up,” Old Li said.

From hearing this, the corpse in the glass jar must have existed for at least ten years or even longer.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com

If you find any errors ( Ads popup, ads redirect, broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.