One terrifying ghost after another had appeared inside the post office. Though no one had died yet, that was only because Yang Jian and Ye Zhen had joined forces. But now, the situation had changed. Ye Zhen was stubborn by nature; he had left the hall and voluntarily gone to deal with the ghosts.
As a result, he disappeared.
His entire body had sunk into the black Letter Paper covering the floor, vanishing without a trace.
At the same time, the ghost code-named the Door-Knocking Ghost, which had been wandering through the post office, appeared.
It was a lifeless corpse dressed in a long gown, giving off a faint smell of decay. It had been dead for a long time, yet it was now walking through the post office in a bizarre manner, slowly making its way down from upstairs into the hall on the first floor.
Yang Jian had a suspicion.
The Door-Knocking Ghost was very likely a ghost controlled by the same person as the Door-Knocking Ghost. For some reason, its pieces had deliberately been separated; otherwise, this ghost would have been far too unsolvable to deal with.
"Did it wander over here without any purpose, or has it already set its sights on one of us?"
Yang Jian stared at the ghost, gripping the spear tightly in his hand. He was prepared to dismember it.
But Ghost Shadow was still inside Sun Rui's body, helping him suppress his ghost's revival. If he used Ghost Shadow now, he could not be sure whether it would affect Sun Rui.
Sun Rui could not die now.
If Sun Rui died, all of this would become meaningless.
Yang Jian suppressed the urge in his heart. He chose not to attack first, instead deciding to observe and counterattack according to the situation.