"If all goes well, this should be the last supernatural event I’ll encounter in this world. Once I’ve completed this ssenger task, I should be able to make it through to the opening of the Cross Border gateway in just over two months. Then I can leave this place."
At this mont.
In a certain part of Zhongning City, Li Yi gazed at a building not far away.
It was a private museum located in the suburbs, and before coming here, so of the ssengers involved in the mission had already done so investigating.
The owner of the private museum was nad Fang Hua, a local retired rich man who had a fondness for folk customs and old objects. So, he bought a piece of land with his own money and built this museum. Moreover, this Fang Hua was quite generous, opening the museum to the public and continuously spending money to acquire various items to enrich the exhibition.
This was all very normal until one day the museum suddenly closed, prohibiting anyone from visiting.
The information collected so far was only this limited amount.
If one wanted to gather more detailed intelligence, they’d have to carry out an investigation in person.
"Everyone, don’t rush to act; the deadline for delivering the ssage is ten days. Let’s spend the first three days investigating the situation of the museum," Li Yi sent a text ssage from his phone, advising all those involved in the ssenger task.
The ssengers on the second floor, upon receiving this text ssage, imdiately expressed their agreent.
Their presence on the second floor signified a clear understanding of the importance of intelligence. If they charged into the museum without knowing anything, they’d risk death without even understanding how it happened. Gaining insights beforehand could potentially avoid many dangers. Thus, they had not hurried to join the ssenger task upon arriving in the city but had instead started investigating the museum from every aspect.
And the investigation did turn up so peculiar information.
Soone learned that the museum owner called Fang Hua was actually already dead, a funeral had even been held. Yet, security personnel claid to have seen Fang Hua in and around the museum within a month after the funeral took place.
Others found out that the museum closed because one day over twenty people died within its walls, and the deaths were all very grueso, with so bodies never recovered.
Still others discovered that every night, there were noises of soone moving inside the museum, and sotis, it seed to be more than one person.
...
Connecting these pieces of information, everyone imdiately envisioned a terrifying haunted place in their minds.
The only puzzling question was why the deceased museum owner, Fang Hua, would reappear inside the museum?
Had he beco a Ghost Tar?
It couldn’t possibly be that he turned into a ghost after death. In this world, when people die, they really die and don’t beco fierce ghosts. Only when Ghost Tars die do fierce ghosts revive and wander the world.
Three days was not a long ti, and gathering this much information was already quite good.
During these days, Li Yi had been staking out the museum. Although security occasionally patrolled the area, evading their surveillance was a cinch for him. Through his observation, he indeed saw a man in his sixties moving within the dark museum.
That man was the museum owner, Fang Hua.
However, Li Yi noticed sothing strange about this Fang Hua. First, his footsteps were light, too nimble for his height and weight. Second, Fang Hua hadn’t left the museum at all, and no one had gone in to deliver food or drink, which ant he hadn’t eaten or drank for several days.
Definitely not traits of a normal person.
So was this Fang Hua a ghost?
Li Yi felt there was sothing off about this deduction, because he also heard other footsteps inside the museum, more than just one set, but he never saw the owners of these footsteps. Judging by the direction, they seed to be on the basent level of the museum.
The ergence of this situation ant he had to approach his delivery task with caution.
The letter had to reach a ghost’s hands, so if there were several eerie presences inside the museum, he must discern who was truly a ghost. So may just be people influenced by supernatural power.
"There’s another thod; whether ghost or not, any ’person’ who appears before at the museum warrants an eye witness. If I can kill them, they’re definitely not a ghost," an extre idea popped into Li Yi’s mind.
Extre, yes, but it was sure to be effective.
Regardless, they would have to enter the museum tomorrow morning.
"Let’s gather."
Li Yi wouldn’t venture recklessly into the museum alone. He sent a text ssage and then, taking advantage of the night, swiftly left the area.
Very soon.
In a park near the museum of collections.
Li Yi, Guo You, Liu Qingqing, and two unknown ssengers from the second floor gathered together.
"We’ll enter the museum early tomorrow morning. I’ve more or less looked into the situation inside; the first floor and the basent have many anomalies. I saw the owner nad Fang Hua, indeed he was inside, and he seed in a very peculiar state, not like a living person... but I can’t be sure if he’s a fierce ghost either. Next ti I see him, I’ll imdiately make a move. If he dies by my hand, then that proves he’s not a ghost."
"Furthermore, after entering the museum, we’ll head straight to the second floor, which is relatively safe and can serve as a temporary foothold. If you’re ordinary humans, it’s best to bring so food and drink, as we might have to stay inside for a few days. Once the letter delivery task is completed, I’ll light the letter paper and return directly to the Ghost Post Office."
"That’s the plan for now. If you have any concerns, feel free to voice them."
After Li Yi finished speaking, he glanced at the others.
"No objections. The information that can be collected from the outside is limited. If we want to deliver the letter, we have to take the risk and enter the museum. However, it’s important to know that the dangers are on the first floor and the basent." A second-floor ssenger spoke up.
"I have sothing to add. I’ve collected so photos of items that were once displayed in the museum. I think there may be so Mysterious Items among them. It’s best to keep an eye out if possible." At this ti, Guo You took out a file bag and opened it to reveal various photographs.
These photos depicted various display items previously inside the museum, such as intricately carved canopy beds, old copper basins used by the older generation, faded benches, smoking pipes, bamboo hats, straw coats, hand warrs, carrying poles ... Besides these, there were also so more eerie objects.
For instance, old puppets, human skin drums from ancient tis, rust-spotted iron forks and even a black, miniature coffin less than half a ter long...
It’s hard to fathom what kind of preferences Fang Hua, the museum owner, had; he collected everything, no wonder such a good museum beca haunted.
With so many sinister items gathered in one place, maybe one or two items, or even two or three wouldn’t pose a problem, but you can’t stand against the sheer quantity. Once there’s a large quantity, it’s hard to guarantee that one or two genuinely strange items won’t be included.
"Looking at it this way, it’s indeed possible that supernatural items exist here. You have to know that supernatural items can be as dangerous as fierce ghosts to a certain extent. Using them requires a great price to pay. If they go out of control, they can evolve into supernatural events. However, I think the Ghost Post Office is giving us an opportunity by allowing us a chance to encounter supernatural items during this letter delivery task, even to obtain them, in order to increase our chances of survival on the third and fourth floors of the Ghost Post Office in the future," Liu Qingqing said.
"It’s very likely. Before, Wang Chuan had said that letter delivery tasks on the first and second floors are full of opportunities and offer a chance to acquire supernatural items, or even control fierce ghosts. Only in this way can ssengers be ensured adequate training. If you’re just an ordinary person without the ability to protect yourself, going to the third or fourth floor would be suicidal, which doesn’t align with the goals of the Ghost Post Office," said Guo You.
Li Yi only glanced casually at the photos and morized their content. He then said, "Forget about supernatural items for now. The priority is to deliver the letter. If there’s no issue, then that settles it. We’ll see how things pan out. Take this last evening to rest if you want to find a place to do so."
"At this point, how could anyone sleep?" one of the second-floor ssengers said with a wry smile.
However, they also noticed sothing.
It seed that Li Yi had not slept for three days and nights, yet he remained fully energetic. Equally peculiar was Liu Qingqing, who also had not slept or even eaten all this ti.
Both of these individuals were non-human.
"Rest or not, it’s up to you."
Without saying much more, Li Yi left the group and found a quiet spot in the park to sit and ditate, waiting for the next day to dawn.
Soon enough.
The night passed, and as soon as it was light, the five people acted swiftly. They bypassed security, intending to enter the museum, but found the main gate locked and all nearby doors and windows secured from the inside, seemingly with no intention of reopening.
At this point, everyone looked at Li Yi.
"For a letter delivery task, can’t you even get through the door?" Li Yi said, sowhat perplexed.
"Lock-picking isn’t our forte," said Guo You with a grimace.
"We can’t just smash a window; if we make too much noise, it will draw the security over, and if things get too loud, it won’t be good for our subsequent letter delivery task," another ssenger added.
Li Yi didn’t want to talk too much. He just walked to the gate, aid at the lock, and flicked his finger.
Qi and Blood Gang Qi burst forth.
With a snap, the lock was destroyed, and the firmly closed gate opened with a gentle push.
"Such destructive power... It’s frightening," the onlookers said, their eyes twitching.
That was a solid steel gate, and it got broken with a flick of the finger?
Luckily, Li Yi wasn’t fond of killing; otherwise, given his thods, countless people would have died by his hand. Even Liu Qingqing, a Ghost Tar, grew weary, fearing that an accidental flick could shatter her skull and kill her on the spot.
But these thoughts remained unspoken.
As the door opened, everyone quickly slipped inside, then closed the door behind them to avoid detection.
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