Chapter 66: The Conscientious Post Office With Twelve Hours Of Work A Day
“No one had time to call you when it was haunted, so what are they calling you for now that the ghost is dealt with?” Zhang Qian responded casually.
“Good thing you didn’t call me, I’ve disliked watching ghost movies since I was a kid.” Jiang Dan patted her chest as if relieved, complaining, “So many directors think terror equals gore, and now I have psychological trauma from it.”
Zhang Qian caught the meaning in her words and felt a bit of curiosity.
She just hated seeing gory ghosts, but wasn’t worried about ghosts hurting her?
Seeing Jiang Dan’s expression didn’t seem fake, Zhang Qian increasingly felt she might be a potential Ghost Controller, not just a fool in the ordinary sense.
But she really didn’t have that unique cold yin feeling of a Ghost Controller, though somewhat lacking in spirit, she was overall at a normal person’s level.
Perhaps she had just become a Ghost Controller not long ago, so the corrosion wasn’t deep yet?
“Ah?” Jiang Dan suddenly looked at her mobile phone and exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Qian reacted very quickly, rolling away to put distance between them, and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Fierce Ghost attack? Or had she found some clue?
But neither was the case.
The girl just looked at the time on her mobile phone screen and whimpered, “Who set the alarm, why is it only five-thirty now.”
The Post Office’s room couldn’t see the sky outside, and Jiang Dan saw everyone in the living room awake, so she thought it was already eight or nine o’clock.
“That’s it.” Zhang Qian curled his lip and dispersed the Mask that he had been on the verge of using.
“What do you mean ‘that’s it’…” Jiang Dan complained, “I thought having no signal and power here was bad enough, but now even catching up on sleep, this basic need, can’t be fulfilled?”
“You’ve already slept a long time, from six in the afternoon to eight-thirty in the morning, haven’t you slept enough?” Wang Shang said speechlessly.
“I usually stay up late a lot…” Before she finished speaking, Jiang Dan, who had just turned on her phone, returned to her usual listless state.
Drowsiness hit her, and she couldn’t help but yawn, “Yawn—So when can we leave this time? Last time we could leave shortly after entering, why have we waited over ten hours this time and still no task?”
Zhang Qian looked up at her and sighed lightly, “We have to wait for the Post Office to open for work before we can start delivering mail, right? It’s only five-thirty now, so just wait patiently.”
“But it should be soon, yesterday lights out and off work at six in the afternoon, I have a feeling the lights on will be around six this morning.”
“Yeah, half an hour left, then I’ll nap a bit…” Jiang Dan climbed onto an unoccupied sofa, about to close her eyes but then thought of something and reminded them, “You guys absolutely don’t leave quietly, make sure to wake me up before you go.”
Looked like she really had psychological trauma.
Zhang Qian nodded slightly, indicating he understood.
Only then did Jiang Dan peacefully close her eyes, her chest rising and falling slightly, unclear if she had actually fallen asleep.
No one made any more sounds, and the room fell into complete silence, even the several people’s staggered breathing could be heard.
Outside the door crack was still deep darkness, showing no sign of fading even after over ten hours.
Though he couldn’t directly see the outside situation, Zhang Qian could see a Fierce Ghost covered all over with Ghost Hands from the Ghost Face’s black smoke vision.
He in the illusion had already used the Ghost Hand’s ability to close in and suppress the Jumping Ghost, able to imprison it effortlessly at any time.
But the darkness outside the door was full of unknowns, so for safety, Zhang Qian planned to leave the Jumping Ghost outside to hang for the night.
But Zhang Qian still had some doubts in his heart.
With so many Messengers, why did the Jumping Ghost specifically target them, why after losing suppression only one Fierce Ghost came out, why had Xu Shaowen never mentioned this situation?
All this might just be coincidence, but Zhang Qian associated it with that suddenly disappeared Person in Painting.
Could there be some connection among them?
Thirty minutes passed in a flash, and soundlessly, the darkness in the door crack quietly receded.
The lights came on right at six o’clock.
But at the moment the lights came on, Zhang Qian stood up from the sofa somewhat surprised.
The Ghost Hand he had summoned suddenly vanished, and even the Jumping Ghost’s presence was gone without a trace.
Could it have been killed by the lights?
Zhang Qian walked to the door and pulled it open, only a mottled floor in front of him, no trace of the Fierce Ghost anywhere.
Where’s the ghost?
Such a big ghost?
Busy for so long to catch this ghost, and in the end worked for nothing?
“Big Brother, what’s wrong?” Wang Shang hadn’t been asleep anyway and immediately went to Zhang Qian.
Without needing Zhang Qian to respond, he guessed what had just happened, “That ghost from last night ran away?”
“Mm.” Zhang Qian squatted down to check carefully and found the bloodstains from last night were all gone too, “Looks like the lights are more than just protection… This disappearance speed is too fast, not even a speck left on the floor.”
“Maybe darkness and light are fundamentally two different spaces, so ghosts in the dark can’t attack people in the light, and when outside becomes light space, we naturally can’t see ghosts in the darkness.”
Sure enough, Ghost Domain was the standard for big shots.
The Ghost Post Office even used Ghost Domain to pull people in, no reason not to use Ghost Domain for the more important function of suppressing Fierce Ghosts.
Now Zhang Qian was somewhat glad he hadn’t gone into the darkness to catch the ghost, otherwise he might have plunged headfirst into an unknown Supernatural Land, and then whether it was people catching ghosts or ghosts catching people would be uncertain.
Wang Shang thought of the first task and said gravely, “The Supernatural Power in places like this is too terrifying, really don’t know how the Tattoo Parlor and Ghost Post Office control them. They’ve even reached the point of manipulating space, destroying the world wouldn’t be hard either, right?”
“With their Ghost Domain range, without anyone organizing, destroying the world probably isn’t hard.” Zhang Qian had no doubt about top-tier Ghost Controllers’ destructive power.
Speaking exaggeratedly, give Feng Quan some time and he could destroy the world too, just at that step whether what remained was Ghost Mist or Feng Quan was uncertain.
Maybe when truly powerful Ghost Controllers appear, their status would replace the original tactical weapons, forming a new deterrence, who knows.
“I’ll go out and look around, see if I can find clues.” After Wang Shang spoke, he turned and headed toward the hall.
“Ah, pity about that candle, it should be a very important item, right?” Tian Hao joined the conversation with a shameless face, wanting to inquire about Ghost Candle information.
“Just ordinarily important.” Zhang Qian said indifferently.
Tian Hao immediately got excited, “Then can you lend it to me to use?”
Sensing Zhang Qian’s unkind gaze, he changed his words, “Brother Qian, can you share the purchasing method? I’ll sell everything I have to buy it.”
“Heh, money’s useless, catch a couple more ghosts and maybe you can exchange.” Zhang Qian mercilessly shattered Tian Hao’s fantasy.
“But catching ghosts is very dangerous, didn’t you say ordinary people contacting them probably means death?” Tian Hao countered.
“Then use the Ghost Candle.”
“But I don’t have that kind of candle?”
“Then catch a ghost to exchange.”
“Brother Qian, you just don’t want to tell me, right?” Tian Hao was somewhat helpless, never expecting Zhang Qian to be so ruthless.
Zhang Qian looked at him like a fool, “Then why are you still asking here?”
