Chapter 858: Chapter 825 Room 301 Ends

Seeing the scar-covered, worn and tattered doll in his hand, Yang Jian couldn’t help but think of the rag-made scapegoat doll.

Previously, he had speculated that the scapegoat doll might have come from Room 301.

After all, on the worktable in Room 301, there were traces of making cloth dolls, and some of the dolls were even abandoned there unfinished.

And these props couldn’t have appeared out of thin air; they must be some kind of supernatural item or a derivative of a fierce ghost.

Since it was a derivative, there must be a source.

Right now, the doll in Yang Jian’s hand could very possibly be the source of the scapegoat doll.

Or, the scapegoat doll could be an imitation of this doll.

But now was not the time to think about this.

At this moment, Yang Jian still felt the aged doll in his hand struggling violently.

Even with the Ghost Hand clasping it, the doll was still twisting as if it was confronting some formidable supernatural force, or as if it was being provoked and starting to awaken.

“The old man has disappeared.”

Yang Jian let out a sigh of relief when he saw the final vanishing of the fierce ghost’s figure before his eyes.

The fierce ghost that almost invaded reality via the medium was now thwarted by him with this doll, successfully eliminating the medium and halting the ghost’s infiltration.

His own immediate danger was temporarily relieved.

The doll that was fiercely struggling began to gradually calm down, returning to its previous motionless state.

The supernatural confrontation ended with the doll’s victory.

However, though the doll no longer moved, Yang Jian noticed its eyes eerily beginning to rotate again, continuing to unceasingly peek around at everything.

“Seems that reversing the eyes doesn’t stop this doll’s autonomous movements. Is that why the owner of Room 301 had to place this thing into a vegetable basket and cover it with cloth, to prevent the doll from looking around? Earlier, out of curiosity, I uncovered that floral cloth, which caught the doll’s attention, and that’s why it became active.”

At this instant.

He had begun to understand some of the activity patterns of this thing in his hand.

First, one must not be seen by the doll.

Once seen, it will move and create supernatural phenomena, possibly hiding itself away.

Second, one must not make eye contact with the doll’s eyes, or else one will be targeted by the doll and suffer terrible attacks.

Lastly.

Fierce ghosts targeted by the doll will shift their attacks.

All supernatural power is transferred to the doll, which then begins to confront it.

It’s somewhat like a forced aggression draw.

Yang Jian had just now used the doll to transfer the fierce ghost’s attack, thus resolving the terrifying supernatural incident.

“This thing, if used well, can perfectly counter a terrible fierce ghost, letting it confront the doll. But triggering this rule is a bit tricky; the doll needs to see the ghost, and the ghost needs to see the doll… there are certainly limitations, after all, some ghosts don’t even have heads or eyes, how could they possibly see the doll.”

He also didn’t forget to analyze the drawbacks of the doll.

“Is it over?”

At this moment.

After seeing the black and white ghostly figure disappear, Li Yang cautiously approached and asked, still visibly shaken.

“We just dealt with a medium of a fierce ghost; the real fierce ghost is still roaming in that building.” Yang Jian gathered his thoughts and looked up at the building.

That should be Building Nine.

Not Building Seven; the real Building Seven is on the other side.

Because the Post Office delivered the letter to the wrong place.

But this made sense.

For Room 301 in Building Nine was too terrifying, an event at this level of supernatural difficulty would spell death even for Captain Level people; the third-floor messenger couldn’t possibly complete the delivery there, and the Post Office wouldn’t set a doomed delivery task for its messengers.

“What do we do now?” Li Yang also turned to look at the building.

“The Ghost Shadow has been dealt with, Li Leping’s revival ghost has been dealt with, and the invading fierce ghost from reality also has been dealt with. What’s left is just that one fierce ghost, but it’s also the most terrifying; I don’t intend to touch it… after all, not every problem needs my intervention.”

“The supernatural incident in the Ferocious Ghost District caused by Room 301 happened in Dachuan City, so let Li Leping deal with it. If he can become an oddity, he should have the capacity to counter that fierce ghost.”

Yang Jian pondered.

If that fierce ghost could erase people from reality, then Li Leping, in the midst of transforming into a ghost with a living person’s consciousness, would be the best choice.

Because ghosts will not be erased.

“So, what we need to do now is evacuate.”

Li Yang paused for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief: “Evacuate? That works for me.”

“The letter, what should I do?”

Suddenly.

A numb, stiff voice floated over, beneath a nearby residential building, a slender woman dressed in a bright cheongsam spoke.

She was Leuk Qingqing.

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly, then turned to look at her.

The red cheongsam blocked the peering of ghostly eyes, preventing him from seeing through to what state Leuk Qingqing really was in.

She seemed to be a fierce ghost.

Yet she also appeared to be a living person.

But at this moment, Yang Jian was not interested in dealing with her. Since there was no conflict, and just now Leuk Qingqing did indeed pass the Coffin Nail into his hands, helping him out, although he had his suspicions about her, there was still no reason to act.

“I will retrieve that letter. If that old man’s corpse is still wandering inside the building, then the letter should be in that room, correct. Although it’s dangerous, it’s still manageable.”

Leuk Qingqing remained expressionless and silent.

“However, an item has gone missing from room 301, a faceless Puppet Person. Have you seen it?” Yang Jian asked, frowning.

Too many fierce ghosts had emerged from room 301 today.

Each more ferocious than the last.

The level of horror was no less than that of Fushou Garden in Dahai City.

“Are you talking about this?”

Suddenly, Leuk Qingqing touched her cheek, then reached out to gently lift it away.

The beautiful face turned out to be a Human Skin Mask, easily flipped open to reveal a head without a face underneath, not of human flesh, but with wooden textures.

That was the Puppet Person missing from room 301.

And now, this Puppet Person was inside Leuk Qingqing’s body.

“Hmm?”

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed slightly, almost reaching out for the Firewood Knife.

Without a change in her demeanor, Leuk Qingqing replaced the beautiful Human Skin Mask: “Don’t be nervous, I’m fine.”

Fine?

You’ve got to be kidding.

Does this look like someone who’s fine?

“I encountered a terrifying supernatural event while I was delivering mail in the past. My body was attacked by a fierce ghost, and I’ve been left with nothing but a layer of skin. In fact, I should have died long ago, but some supernatural force has sustained my life, and I’ve become this… special state.”

Leuk Qingqing’s tone was flat as she recounted her terrifying past experience.

“A Ghost Hunter, perhaps?” Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing her up.

No wonder he felt something off about Leuk Qingqing from the start, and her weight was also abnormally light. When she jumped down from the building earlier, her body was eerily fluttering.

Now he understood.

She had no body at all, just a layer of skin.

Now that Puppet had filled her body.

The cheongsam and the Puppet seemed to have formed a balance.

She had become a Ghost Hunter who commanded two ghosts.

“Is it just as simple as being a Ghost Hunter?”

But then Yang Jian grew suspicious again.

“I don’t care who you are, or what you want to do. I have a simple goal; to deal with the Ghost Post Office. Although you have helped me, I hope you do not interfere with my actions. Otherwise, I won’t consider these past favors.”

Leuk Qingqing didn’t say a word, just quietly looked at him without uttering a sound.

“I’m going to retrieve the letter.”

Yang Jian said no more. He looked down at the Coffin Nail on the ground.

This thing was suppressing the Ghost Shadow.

Once the Coffin Nail is removed, the Ghost Shadow would continue to take over his body, making him lose control.

So his actions weren’t very convenient.

But that didn’t matter much.

As long as the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box was still in effect, he could use the powers of the Ghost Domain without any cost for the duration of the curse.

His gaze lifted from the Ghost Shadow pinned to the ground.

Yang Jian turned to look at the building.

Within the Ghost Domain, this building was enveloped by supernatural forces, entirely unaffected.

But at the next moment.

Yang Jian’s ghost eyes overlaid, and the six-layer Ghost Domain opened once again.

A red light covered the entire building, bringing everything to a halt.

However, the building itself showed no changes; what really changed was that all the supernatural phenomena inside the building were also paused in time.

He didn’t need to make contact with the vengeful spirits, nor did he need to take any risks; the most prudent method was to pause the building, halt any supernatural activities, and earn himself a few seconds.

Merely a few seconds would suffice.

At the next moment.

Yang Jian disappeared from his original spot.

But less than ten seconds later, he reappeared.

In his hand, he held a yellow letter.

“I’ve retrieved the letter,” Yang Jian said calmly.

“There’s nothing unusual about room 301 in building number seven; it’s an empty room that’s been cleared out. I used the Ghost Domain to check, and there are no signs of supernatural presence; otherwise, my Ghost Domain would have been disturbed.”

Shortly afterward, he suddenly appeared at the bottom of building seven.

Yang Xiaohua was right here, watching Yang Jian with reverence and fear, not daring to utter a single word.

“I guess this letter probably has no recipient. The Ghost Post Office’s most important purpose with this letter wasn’t to get us to room 301 in building seven, but to bring us to the Ferocious Ghost District. The experiences we had on this trip were the intentions of the Post Office’s delivery, containing strong misleading elements but also achieving some purpose of the Post Office.”

“Perhaps it’s to remind us of the anomaly in Mingyue Community, or perhaps it’s to get us to break some kind of equilibrium, releasing the vengeful spirit in room 301 of building nine.”

The letter in Yang Jian’s hand disappeared on the spot.

At the next moment.

The letter appeared in a dark, empty room on the third floor.

The task of delivering the letter was completed.

Yang Xiaohua looked at Yang Jian, listened to his speculation, and felt a cold chill in her heart.

The Ghost Post Office was actually toying with everyone.

Whether the letter was delivered or not didn’t matter; what mattered was bringing the messenger to Mingyue Community in the Ferocious Ghost District.

“Burn the letter and go back. You don’t need to stay here any longer. After this return, I believe we will meet soon on the fourth floor of the Post Office,” Yang Jian coldly told Yang Xiaohua.

“Are you, alright?”

Yang Xiaohua clenched her fists, sweating nervously. After hesitating for a moment, not knowing what to say, she blurted out the question as if possessed.

Even a fool could see that Yang Jian was in a bad state, entangled with various supernatural powers, and it would be easy for him to die from an unexpected outburst.

Yang Jian turned around and disappeared from the spot, then reappeared about ten meters away.

“That’s not a question you should be asking.”

Yang Xiaohua was at a loss for words; she had been dismissively rebuffed.

However, she didn’t feel angry; it seemed more normal this way, more in line with this person’s character.

“Yang Jian, thank you.”

She took a deep breath and sincerely expressed her gratitude.

Then, without delay, Yang Xiaohua immediately ignited the rolled-up black letter.

The letter burned.

An eerie path gradually appeared behind her.

This time, it was successful.

As the task was completed, the letter fulfilled its role.

At the end of the eerie path stood a building styled from the Republic of China Period. Its door was adorned with neon lights that flickered mysteriously and enigmatically; the words “Ghost Post Office” were clearly visible.

It was also Yang Xiaohua’s first time using this letter to summon the supernatural powers of the Ghost Post Office.

With slight nervousness in her heart, she stepped onto the eerie path toward the Ghost Post Office.

On the way, she tried to look back, but behind her was pitch black, seeing nothing.

Nothing else existed.

This was a path that could not be returned.

Suppressing the unease in her heart, Yang Xiaohua arrived at the entrance of the Ghost Post Office and pushed the door open to enter.

Upon entering the Ghost Post Office.

Yang Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief for the first time; she felt a trace of safety from this terrifying Ghost Post Office.

“Tell me, what’s the situation on the third floor? Why hasn’t Yang Jian shown up? If you can’t explain, I’ll kill you.”

However, the next moment,

the dull sound of someone wielding a cane echoed, and Sun Rui, with a face as pale as a corpse, coldly and numbly appeared in the hall, staring at Yang Xiaohua.

It was as if he was interrogating,

and it seemed that if Yang Xiaohua said anything less than satisfactory, she would undoubtedly die.

Yang Xiaohua’s heart suddenly tightened, and she looked at this strange man.

She knew.

This was one of Yang Jian’s colleagues.

A terrifying fellow who had harnessed supernatural powers.

Meanwhile.

In Dachuan City’s Mingyue Community,

Yang Jian was packing up and preparing to evacuate.

He collected the Eight-Tone Music Box, puppet dolls, and sent the ghost who sought people to the outskirts of Dachuan City. He gave the address to Li Leping in the villa outside the city, stating that if he could survive this ordeal, he could then retrieve the ghosts he previously controlled.

“I should leave too, but we will meet again, on the fourth floor of the Ghost Post Office.”

Leuk Qingqing also left at that moment.

Yang Jian didn’t stop her, but let her go.

At this moment.

Yang Jian and Li Yang finished packing their belongings and arrived outside the Ferocious Ghost District, far from the true center of danger.

“Ghosts still might come out, that old woman’s corpse is still wandering around Mingyue Community. Before Li Leping takes over Dachuan City, we should take some preventive measures.”

Having said that,

Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain spread once again.

After the Ghost Domain covered the area, the entire region’s landscape underwent terrifying changes.

One by one, the buildings mysteriously vanished as if they were erased from reality, leaving only a flat ground, with only Mingyue Community still standing isolated.

The complex architecture disappeared.

Then a tall wall emerged, enclosing Mingyue Community.

The wall was twenty meters high and five meters thick.

Constructed from discarded construction debris, it interlocked perfectly, even better than walls built by the finest construction crews.

And this, took only a few seconds.

The Ghost Domain alters reality, affecting the landscape; its utilization in this manner is nothing short of astounding.

Li Yang always marveled at such a scene, no matter how many times he saw it.

“Oh, Captain, you didn’t leave a door to enter.” Suddenly, he realized that the wall was sealed too tightly without any doors.

“No need for a door, this place is forbidden for the living. If Li Leping wants to enter, he could definitely do it on his own,” Yang Jian said.

“That’s true.”

Li Yang nodded.

This wall was only to stop ordinary people, and it might not even fully prevent them; if someone was determined, they could enter via helicopter.

“Let’s go.”

Yang Jian had also finished what needed to be done, and it was time to leave.

He didn’t return to the Ghost Post Office.

The urgent task now was to find a way to deal with the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box and the invasion of Ghost Shadows.

The task of delivering the mail must be put aside for now.

In this state, even if he forced his way through the letters on the fourth floor and reached the fifth floor, the end result would likely be mutual destruction with the Ghost Post Office.

Yang Jian didn’t want to die yet, unless it was absolutely necessary–he would only take such a step as a last resort.

On the contrary,

Once he dealt with the curse and the Ghost Shadow invasion, dealing with the Ghost Post Office would become much easier.

There were only a few days left for the Eight-Tone Music Box’s curse.

Time was of the essence.