Mysterious Revival - Chapter 925 - 892: Defend the Room

Yang Jian felt that staying in the hallway all night was also unsafe. The fierce ghost he had repelled earlier still had the possibility of reappearing, and the post office itself often had many strange supernatural phenomena during the night.

However, staying near a room with the lights on was also impossible, as the ghosts would be attracted to the light.

After circling around, his gaze finally stopped at Room 404.

Room 404 didn’t have a door, as it seemed to have been smashed apart by a fierce ghost’s head. Inside, it was pitch black with no light shining through.

But the ghost that was banging its head against the wall earlier had already entered Room 402.

So that room should be safe now.

“Follow me before the last bit of Ghost Candle’s flame goes out.” Yang Jian moved decisively, without hesitation, heading straight for that room.

None of the others dared to delay for even a second; they hastily followed, afraid to fall behind.

Yang Jian didn’t turn back but chose to circle around to reach Room 404. Turning back would require passing through Room 402, where many fierce ghosts lingered and roamed near its entrance, which would spell trouble if one was targeted.

The hallway wasn’t very long, so even circling around wouldn’t take much time.

The Ghost Candle’s flame was still burning.

Without any supernatural interference, the Ghost Candle could burn for quite a while, much longer than a regular candle.

The green flame flickered as everyone cautiously pressed forward.

They originally thought this small stretch of path would be smooth, devoid of further dangers.

But suddenly, the man known as Eagle at the back of the group spoken abruptly: “Yang Jian, I think I’m hearing an extra set of footsteps behind me, as if something is following me.”

“What?”

The words startled Leuk Qingqing, Wang Shan, and Yang Xiaohua.

“Don’t stop walking; the Ghost Candle is still burning. Even if there’s a ghost lurking, it won’t attack us. As long as we enter a relatively safe room, we can survive the night.” Li Yang responded quickly with a sharp command, unwilling to waste the last moments of the Ghost Candle’s flame.

The Ghost Candle he held was already wearing thin, close to burning out entirely.

Yang Jian heard it too.

Among the group’s footsteps, an erratic and chaotic sound had joined them.

Fast-paced, like someone running, yet it never drew closer. The steps would stop abruptly after moving a short distance ahead, only to resume as the group distanced themselves further.

The thing seemed afraid of the candlelight, unable to come too close.

“Looks like another ghost has started following us. Earlier, muddy footprints appeared near the entrance of Room 402; evidently, that ghost didn’t enter but lingered at the doorway. The reason it’s following now must be because the hallway lights turned on earlier.”

“The light attracted that ghost, and now it’s targeting us.”

Yang Jian quickened his pace, his brow furrowed. Ghosts don’t stick around people without reason; if it keeps following, that can only mean one thing.

Someone has already triggered the ghost’s killing pattern, which is why the ghost won’t relent.

“Captain, the Ghost Candle is holding up. This ghost doesn’t seem as dangerous as we expected; it hasn’t approached, and the candle is burning slower than anticipated. We’ve got a few more minutes.” Li Yang reported promptly.

“Won’t need a few minutes.”

Circling most of the hallway wouldn’t take that much time.

Soon.

A few dozen seconds later, Yang Jian reached the entrance of Room 404.

Though the interior was completely dark, he could still make out his surroundings.

The room was messy, with scattered furniture and decorations. The walls bore dried bloodstains, and there were clumps of hair and bits of scalp on the floor.

Something terrifying had evidently happened here not too long ago.

The door was gone, but Yang Jian stepped inside and checked; the bedroom door was intact, sealed and undamaged.

“To the bedroom.”

Yang Jian said briefly, ensuring there was no immediate danger before walking swiftly toward the bedroom of Room 404.

The others swarmed in, fearing they might fall behind.

But behind them, the hurried footsteps rang out once again, crossing the entrance and into the room.

The ghost was still tailing them.

Yet the Ghost Candle burned on, casting its eerie green glow. The unsettling light kept the group calm despite their circumstances.

It seemed the bedroom door was locked. Yang Jian grabbed the handle but didn’t open it.

Without hesitation, he summoned Ghost Shadow to permeate the door through its cracks.

“Click.”

The door handle turned, and the door was unlocked.

The moment it opened, a rotten, murky stench swept across.

“Everyone inside.”

Yang Jian quickly stepped in, gesturing for the others.

Li Yang entered promptly, holding the Ghost Candle aloft to block any fierce ghosts that might try to sneak in.

Yang Xiaohua, Wang Shan, and Leuk Qingqing rushed inside next, while Eagle followed close behind, running as fast as he could.

He had seen it. A pair of muddy footprints was right beside him.

Fortunately, they all made it through without incident, Eagle included.

The footprints pursued them, but stopped abruptly at the door, unable to move further due to the candlelight at the threshold.

“Bang!”

The door slammed shut fiercely.

Without waiting for an order, Li Yang immediately stationed himself behind the door, blocking it.

The supernatural force of Ghost Door Blocker activated, sealing the room entirely from both sides.

The footsteps outside were no longer audible, and the surroundings grew quiet.

“Are we safe now?” Yang Xiaohua asked cautiously.

“Safe? It’s too early to say that. It’s only a bit past seven—we can’t predict what’s going to happen next. For now, let’s get some light in here,” Yang Jian replied.

“Won’t the light attract ghosts?” Eagle questioned.

Yang Jian explained, “Not all light attracts ghosts. Only the lights on this post office’s fourth floor seem to possess supernatural properties that draw fierce ghosts. Regular lights don’t have that capability.”

“And if you’re wrong?” Eagle remained cautious. “People could die.”

“If I’m wrong, Li Yang and I will handle it. No need for you to worry.” Yang Jian dismissed his concerns coldly.

If it weren’t for the information Eagle might provide about the fourth floor, Yang Jian wouldn’t bother dealing with him.

Eagle fell silent.

Yang Xiaohua had already pulled out several glow sticks, cracking them into activation before tossing them into the corners of the room. She also turned on a handheld flashlight she had brought along.

Instantly.

The darkness of the room faded, replaced by dim illumination. Though not bright, it restored the group’s vision.

At that moment.

The Ghost Candle’s flame shrank further, finally burning out completely.

Yang Jian’s mouth twitched slightly at the sight.

A whole Ghost Candle wasted, with practically nothing gained. Not even the Firewood Knife had been effective in dealing with the ghost in the post office.

The only accomplishment was that everyone was still alive—no deaths yet.

Though that held little value for him personally.

“Bang!”

Suddenly.

The bedroom door shook violently, as though something had kicked it hard enough to nearly break it open.

But soon, the door clamped shut tightly again.

A unique supernatural force manifested in the door, blocking whatever anomaly lay beyond.

“The ghost’s trying to kick the door in,” Li Yang said, his voice low as he braced himself against it.

“Bang!”

The ghost kicked again, the strength unnervingly powerful, yet the door held firm.

“Without the Ghost Candle, the ghost might try to attack us now. If it keeps this up, I’ll deal with it myself.” Yang Jian’s face turned icy as he stared at the door.

He wasn’t about to let the ghost drain Li Yang’s strength and energy needlessly.

If it came to it, Yang Jian wouldn’t hesitate to wield the Firewood Knife, dismembering this ghost completely.

“I understand. I’ll hold it for now,” Li Yang replied.

“Bang!”

The ghost kicked a third time, even harder than before. The door bent slightly, opening up a small gap.

But Li Yang held firm, refusing to let the door be breached.

After the third kick, noises stirred outside.

The ghost stopped kicking and began pacing rapidly at the threshold, making repeated, unsettling footsteps.

The ghost was lingering at the door.

It seemed unwilling to let the room’s occupants go.

“Not kicking the door anymore?” Yang Jian listened closely to the sounds outside, then relaxed slightly upon hearing no further impacts.

No matter what the ghost did outside, as long as it wasn’t kicking the door, they had some respite.

“It seems that way. But we still can’t let our guard down. I’ll keep blocking the door, just in case.” Li Yang spoke.

Yang Jian nodded.

The others, seeing this, also let their guarded hearts ease slightly.

“No wonder so many of the fourth floor’s couriers have died; it’s incredibly risky here.” Leuk Qingqing remarked with a hint of lingering fear.

Eagle nodded in agreement: “This is the first time I’ve encountered a night this out of control. After delivering my first letter on the fourth floor, I didn’t stay here, so I’ve never had a similar experience. But given the level of danger, I have no doubt that the fourth-floor couriers will eventually all perish.”

If Yang Jian hadn’t been here tonight, they all would have met their demise in Room 402.

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