Chapter 65: Miraculous Ability
Most people have heard a ghost story in their childhood: the person who died by jumping off a building will find their enemy for revenge.
The enemy thought he was clever and hid under the bed, but was caught red-handed by the fierce ghost that attacks headfirst into the ground.
This ghost is probably a Jumping Ghost, so it walks by bouncing its head with thumping sounds.
Unfortunately, it encountered Zhang Qian, or rather, Zhang Qian after absorbing the Shy Ghost.
Originally, head-down was the means to attack people, but it inexplicably triggered the Ghost Face’s attack condition.
With the medium, massive True Qi swept through the Jumping Ghost’s entire body in an instant, and the confrontation between the fierce ghost and True Qi officially began.
No tug-of-war, no twists, the confrontation decided victory and defeat in an instant.
“Plop.”
A drop of fresh blood suddenly dripped from the fierce ghost’s body, and the fishy stench instantly surged into Zhang Qian’s nostrils.
This was very abnormal, because the fierce ghost’s head was really tough, jumping around on the floor of the Ghost Post Office without ever getting hurt.
So there was only one possibility: the Jumping Ghost failed in the clash with True Qi, and the supernatural power’s protection of the corpse was gradually fading.
At this moment, the fierce ghost’s gray-black eyes were filled with layer upon layer of Ghost Face reflections, with no movement at all.
It couldn’t even move its eyeballs.
Now its appearance was still terrifying, but it had completely become a living target that wouldn’t resist, destined to fall under the continuous True Qi.
Zhang Qian naturally wouldn’t waste this experimental opportunity, and icy cold smoke surged out from the space beside him.
“Let me test the ability gained from Ghost Face on you, hope you don’t mind.”
Bluish-black smoke drifted out from the door crack, without spreading, it enveloped the Jumping Ghost’s figure in the blink of an eye.
Another attack condition of the Ghost Face Mask was met, and the ability from the Tattooed Ghost Face activated.
Zhang Qian suddenly felt his vision blur, and two perspectives appeared before his eyes.
One perspective was still from his main body behind the door crack, where he could see the Jumping Ghost still stiff in place, without moving or leaving.
The other perspective was a vast expanse of bluish-black smoke, endless smoke with the Jumping Ghost’s stiff back in the center.
“So Ghost Face is actually this strong?” Zhang Qian was somewhat surprised.
He could now control two bodies at the same time, without any discomfort.
Even the abilities in both bodies were equivalent, equivalent to directly gaining double the strength.
It’s just that one of him truly existed, while the other only existed as an illusion in the attacked person’s line of sight.
“No wonder the Ink Ghost Face seemed so weak at first; it didn’t have time to launch the attack before I pinned it down. I did underestimate it before…”
But the terror level of Ghost Face didn’t seem that high to begin with; one Ghost Face needed one punch to solve, even if another one came, it would just be one more punch.
However, this ability would be very terrifying if given to others or ghosts.
For example, Zhang Qian could now launch a double attack, using two portions of the Shy Ghost’s ability at the same time.
The illusory Zhang Qian walked in front of the Jumping Ghost and squatted down, letting it appreciate two Ghost Faces at once and enjoy double the happiness.
The pattern triggered; although it was an attack happening in the illusion, the effect was real and applied to the fierce ghost’s body.
Its body rotted as if the speed was doubled; it wouldn’t be long before it turned into a rotten corpse.
Even if the fierce ghost wouldn’t die, it would probably take a long time to recover.
But at the same time, the time limit agreed with Wang Shang was almost up.
Behind the door, Wang Shang was full of tension, fully focused on silently counting in his mind.
Even though the lights in the room were still on, they gave him no comfort at all.
It was time!
He, who was timing by seconds in his mind, didn’t delay at all and immediately shouted to Zhang Qian: “Big Brother, I’m going to light the Ghost Candle!”
As he said that, he prepared to bring the flame to the Ghost Candle.
Zhang Qian heard Wang Shang’s call and woke up from that peculiar feeling.
To avoid the attack being interrupted, he immediately stopped him: “Wait, I’m fine.”
The real Zhang Qian dispersed the Ghost Face, and the tension on his face had already disappeared.
Wang Shang also breathed a sigh of relief, handing over the Ghost Candle and lighter, “You scared me to death, is it resolved already?”
“This ghost is resolved, but the night is still long…”
The time on the mobile phone was only 1 a.m., and no one could guarantee there wouldn’t be a second wandering fierce ghost targeting them.
Hopefully the working hours of this Ghost Post Office would come soon, and quickly turn on the lights in the corridor.
“You go rest first, I need to thoroughly resolve it.”
Zhang Qian could sense that Wang Shang’s heart rate was very abnormal; excited emotions plus little sleep was a sure sign of sudden death.
“Big Brother, be careful, call me if you need anything.” Wang Shang didn’t refuse, hurrying back to the sofa to replenish his energy.
With the most obvious threat eliminated, the already tired group quickly fell asleep.
“Now it’s just the two of us left.” Zhang Qian approached the door crack again, and in an instant, a ferocious mask formed on his face.
The pattern triggered, and brutal True Qi instantly invaded the Jumping Ghost’s body out of thin air, pushing the corruption speed to its peak again.
But it wasn’t over; layer upon layer of Ghost Hands crawled out simultaneously from the black smoke space and various corners of the corridor.
Although the supernatural power wasn’t very strong, it looked extremely horrifying.
The pale Ghost Hands were like one giant white spiders, frantically pouncing on the fierce ghost, wrapping up its body except for the face.
The Jumping Ghost couldn’t even withstand part of the Ghost Face Mask’s power, so how could it confront Zhang Qian at full power onslaught?
Under this offensive, it couldn’t even maintain balance, crashing to the floor with a thud.
But this didn’t escape the attack; the Ghost Hands very considerately helped the Jumping Ghost change position, letting it lie down to receive Ghost Face’s supernatural power.
At this moment, it was like a real rotten corpse, starting to emit waves of foul odor.
Fortunately, Zhang Qian didn’t plan to imprison it now; there was no light protection in the darkness outside, who knows what strange thing might burst out.
He didn’t leave either, sitting cross-legged on the nearby sofa with eyes closed, pretending to nap.
Time passed unknowingly, and soon it was the next morning.
The buzzing alarm woke up Jiang Dan who was sleeping; she got up, stretched, yawned, and pushed the door out, “Morning.”
“You seem to have rested very well.” Zhang Qian felt her condition was much better than yesterday evening; in contrast, the people in the living room all had heavy dark circles.
“Average, this bed isn’t very comfortable; although I don’t have bed recognition issues, home is still more habitual.” Jiang Dan squinted her eyes, not yet noticing anything wrong.
“No, is this a bed problem?” Brother Hu said incredulously, “With yesterday’s situation, you could still sleep? With such a big ghost standing at the door, didn’t you feel it?”
“There was a ghost last night?” Jiang Dan was puzzled, “Then why didn’t anyone come call me?”
