Mysterious Revival

After Yang Jian received the red letter on the fourth floor, the delivery task within the Post Office began to manifest.

Accompanied by the peeling of the walls in the circular corridor, twisted lines of text emerged. These words seemed to have been inscribed long ago, only now revealing themselves at the right time, under the right circumstances.

It was incredibly eerie.

It was as if the fourth floor of the Post Office had been waiting specifically for today.

Everyone was no longer surprised by such supernatural phenomena. They turned to read the words on the walls, which described the requirements for delivering the letter. Though the order was somewhat disorganized, the group quickly pieced it together.

The first rule: Three nights later, head to the Chang'an Intersection station in Dachang City and board the bus that arrives at precisely 9 PM. Get off after the bus makes three stops.

The second rule: All spirit messengers on the fourth floor must participate.

The third rule: Stay inside an ancient house for seven days. The recipient of the letter will appear on the seventh floor at midnight on the seventh night.

The fourth rule: Place the letter into the recipient's hand before they leave.

Once the information on all four walls was compiled, these were the essential instructions, without any omissions or suspicious details.

Dachang City?

But this name immediately made Yang Jian and Li Yang tense.

They were from Dachang City.

Unexpectedly, the starting point for this delivery task was in the city they were responsible for. If that's the case, wouldn't Dachang City be facing another supernatural incident?

"Because of the Hungry Ghost incident last time, most of the buses in Dachang City have already ceased operations. Only a few are still running. The letter says to get off after three bus stops—this means the delivery task will likely be confined within the city. Three stops isn't a long distance at all."

Yang Jian knew the Chang'an Intersection. As a local, there were few people who wouldn't recognize that spot.

He initially speculated that the letter might need to be delivered to the Republic Era Ancient House, as there was only one such ancient house in Dachang City, located in the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

But upon closer thought, this didn't make sense.

Because a three-stop journey wouldn't be enough to get from Chang'an Intersection to Guanjiang Residential Complex.

"So, 'bus' doesn't refer to an ordinary bus, but rather to the Supernatural Bus." Yang Jian's heart sank as he realized the gravity of the situation.

He had already suspected that the Supernatural Bus and the Ghost Post Office were somehow connected.

After all, the number of seats on the bus matched the number of rooms in the Post Office. The bus had 35 seats, excluding the driver's seat, and the Post Office also had 35 rooms.

Now, the appearance of this red letter seemed to confirm his theory.

The Supernatural Bus was likely to pass through Dachang City at 9 PM three nights later, stopping at the Chang'an Intersection station.

As for what would happen afterward, that could only be discovered after boarding the bus.

"This makes things much worse." Yang Jian recalled his previous experiences on the Supernatural Bus, and a wave of unease washed over him.

That bus had deadly ghosts as passengers.

Moreover, the number of ghosts would increase with each stop the bus made.

Add to this, the supernatural power of the bus itself influenced everyone aboard. In other words, those with supernatural powers couldn't act freely on the bus—your powers would be suppressed to a certain extent.

Of course, this suppression wasn't as absolute as that of the Coffin Nail, but rather a restriction on the capabilities of the ghost attached to you.

During his last encounter with the bus, Yang Jian could open his Ghost Eye, but he couldn't see the scenes outside the Supernatural Bus clearly—it felt weakened.

And he wasn't the only one.

Ghosts aboard the bus were also restricted; they couldn't kill indiscriminately while on the bus.

"Captain, the location is actually in Dachang City. This is going to be trouble. Dachang City might face another supernatural incident," Li Yang said, clearly worried.

"You're from Dachang City?"

Eagle, still reading the four rules repeatedly, was startled upon hearing Li Yang's comment and looked at them with surprise.

Leuk Qingqing's eyes subtly shifted. She knew that Yang Jian was the person in charge of Dachang City. Within the supernatural circles outside, this wasn't a closely guarded secret—it was almost semi-public information.

"That's right, Li Yang and I are from Dachang City."

Yang Jian cast a glance over and warned, "So when you come to Dachang City, don't even think about causing trouble; otherwise, I'll eliminate you all before the delivery task even begins. To me, the number of letter carriers on this mission doesn't matter."

Eagle fell silent, fully understanding the underlying warning and threat in Yang Jian's words.

"Since the letter and task are clear now, we should head out. Dachang City is still quite a distance away, and I have no intention of being late," Wang Feng decided, eager to set out immediately and arrive in Dachang City ahead of schedule.

"A red delivery task—this is my first time encountering one. If we're not careful, it might lead to the entire team being wiped out. Everyone should tread cautiously," Leuk Qingqing said, not intending to linger either.

At this moment, the staircase leading down to the Post Office's first-floor lobby had appeared.

All the spirit messengers could use the stairs to leave.

"Li Yang, let's head back too. We need to prepare early to avoid any surprises,"

Yang Jian said before glancing at Yang Xiaohua. "Next time, I want to see you holding that red balloon when you come."

"I will," Yang Xiaohua nodded.

Saying no more, Yang Jian carried Wang Shan's corpse down the stairs, his figure quickly vanishing from sight.

"I should leave this cursed place quickly too." Yang Xiaohua glanced at the red balloon in her hand, took a deep breath, and prepared to leave.

But at that moment.

The middle-aged man named Da Qiang called out to her, "Hey, I need to ask—who exactly was that person just now? He doesn't seem ordinary."

"You're asking me? Who should I ask? All I know is his name's Yang Jian, he lives in Dachang City, his identity is mysterious, and he can handle deadly ghosts."

Yang Xiaohua's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't hold back and answered directly, "He wasn't forced into the Post Office to deliver letters; he came here on his own. It seems that the spirit messengers' delivery tasks outside have led to certain supernatural incidents."

"Yang Jian and Li Yang came to deal with the Ghost Post Office. He holds hostility toward all spirit messengers and wants to eliminate the risks posed by the Post Office. Haven't you seen Sun Rui on the first floor? They're all involved in this."

Da Qiang chuckled, "I see. So there's someone specifically handling these supernatural incidents. Got it. Looks like that guy is truly not to be messed with. If you cross him, dying would be in vain."

Anyone capable of such deeds would undoubtedly have a powerful background. In the real world, these individuals would hold overwhelming influence.

Seeing that Da Qiang had no further questions, Yang Xiaohua quickly left.

Once she was gone,

the smile on Da Qiang's face immediately vanished, replaced with a cold expression. "Earlier, I was tempted to snatch the red balloon from this woman. A clueless, ordinary person running around like this—it's practically asking for death."

"Precisely because she's a regular person, it just proves how dangerous Yang Jian is. If a man like him can bring a regular person to the fourth floor and even deal with the ghost hidden among the spirit messengers, it speaks volumes. If you steal from someone like that, you probably won't even make it to Dachang City three days later."

"The moment that delivery task fails, you'd lose your life. The curse tied to the fourth-floor letters is exceptionally terrifying, far beyond anything on the first or second floor."

On the other side, the young man named Qin Kai added.

If you ignore the delivery requirements—or even fail the delivery task—it doesn't necessarily mean instant death. However, you would be subjected to the Post Office's curse, triggering a series of supernatural incidents targeting you.

If you can endure those incidents, you won't have to worry about failing the delivery.

If you can't endure them, you'll die.

However, nobody would recommend this course of action, as the Post Office's curse is relentless. You might survive a day, but you won't last 10 days or a month. If you absolutely refuse to deliver, you could try tearing up the letter.

Doing so would only provoke a ghost's attack. If you manage to fend off the ghost, it's considered completing the delivery task.

But who would dare tear up the red letter on the fourth floor?

The moment you shred it, countless deadly ghosts might appear around you claiming your life.

Da Qiang said, "I'm not foolish. Of course, I can weigh the pros and cons. Until I'm sure of my actions, I won't escalate the situation. This task is a crucial opportunity for us—once we complete the delivery, we can move up to the fifth floor of the Post Office."

"Even on the fifth floor, it's not necessarily safe. The messengers there are already facing danger and are dying one after another," Qin Kai warned.

"But it's still better than staying on this out-of-control fourth floor," Da Qiang responded.

Qin Kai replied, "Let's survive this delivery mission first. Yang Jian shouldn't have been here; his abilities far exceed the limits of the fourth-floor messengers. That's why the red letter appeared. It may mean little to him, but it's deadly for everyone else."

Fourth-floor messengers are all aware that while delivery tasks can be incredibly dangerous, they always include a chance for the messenger to succeed. There shouldn't be tasks that guarantee death.

But this hinges on the team not including anyone whose power overshadows the floor's constraints.

If there is, then the mission's difficulty disproportionately increases, dooming the others.

"What's the big deal? If we die, we die together," Da Qiang chuckled, remaining unafraid.

Qin Kai said nothing more and left the floor.

"I'm leaving too," Eagle muttered before also departing.