The fifth-floor messengers attacked Yang Jian, but ultimately failed.
As the price of failure, five of the seven messengers, including Liu Qingqing, had died. Of the remaining two, one was on the verge of dying from ghost resurgence, while the other had already given up fighting after seeing that the situation was hopeless.
The entire incident had taken no more than ten-odd minutes.
That was not even enough time to eat breakfast outside, yet here, it had already determined the future of the entire Ghost Post Office. And the existence of the Ghost Post Office was very likely tied to the secrets of supernatural incidents.
Yang Jian ignored Liu Qingqing, who stood motionless and breathless in place, and walked straight toward Liu Ziwen.
Liu Ziwen was now blind, his hearing was nearly gone, and even his other senses had been severely affected. The effects were constantly worsening.
Ghost resurgence was an irreversible condition. Even now, there was no way to resolve it.
Yang Jian did not bother with any of that. He grabbed Liu Ziwen by the throat and lifted him off the ground.
The ghost hand suppressed him.
The ghost shadow invaded him and began stealing Liu Ziwen's memories.
The fifth-floor messengers each possessed their own intelligence. Yang Jian needed to gather the information in their minds to better understand the Ghost Post Office.
Liu Ziwen was powerless to resist. He merely struggled instinctively, trying to break free from Yang Jian's grip and gasp for air.
But it was all futile.
The ghost shadow invaded Liu Ziwen's head, and then an unfamiliar memory began to emerge.
Liu Ziwen stopped struggling. His eyes rolled back as he hung limply, his consciousness beginning to fade. A supernatural force was not only stealing his memories, but erasing them as well.
"Ghost-blinding, a