Mysterious Revival-Chapter 728 - 695: The Cursed Letter

A person died without any resistance.

The whole process was swift and brief, not bloody, not even violent, just a bit eerie.

But what truly concerned Li Yue and the remaining two wasn’t these details, but the fact that Yang Jian had actually withstood a gunshot, then blocked his own companion on the spot. The kind of strength displayed was particularly frightening. It was known that even when facing a real vicious ghost, such despair wouldn’t be felt.

Had the person in charge of Dachang City now reached this level of controlling vicious ghosts?

It seemed the outside world had changed too quickly, and they were struggling to keep up.

Cold sweat broke out on Li Yue’s forehead as he felt the situation spiraling out of control. He had always thought that the most worrying part of this letter delivery would be the ghost hiding in the box, but that turned out to be harmless. The real danger was coming from a single individual.

"If you have any more tricks up your sleeve, use them now or you won’t get the chance," Yang Jian said with a rough and icy tone, yet he seemed incredibly arrogant.

He wasn’t the least bit worried that this group might pull off some sort of last-ditch effort and kill him in return.

He had faced Class S paranormal events numerous times and had imprisoned more than a few vicious ghosts. His confidence had grown from experience and wasn’t foolish arrogance. Furthermore, he needed to collect some information, some data.

With just a glance.

The eerie and vividly red Ghost Eye spied on the three remaining individuals, as if waiting for their counterattack.

But Li Yue and the remaining man and woman didn’t dare take any action. They felt that Yang Jian before them had already surpassed the ordinary level of vicious ghosts. If they truly started a fight, it would surely be a death sentence.

"Since you have no intention of taking action, then I’ll show no mercy. Serving inexplicable things, I simply cannot let you go. It’s not about personal grudges but rather my responsibility as a person in charge. I will not allow disturbances in my territory, especially near my hometown."

Yang Jian said, fixating his gaze on Li Yue as he articulated his reasons, so they wouldn’t die confused and uncomprehending.

Besides, this one was their leader.

As the Ghost Eye fixed on him, Li Yue felt the hair on his body stand on end as if being targeted by a soul-harvesting ghost, and instinctively, he retreated several steps, but then he realized retreating was also futile.

"Yang Jian, calm down a bit. Things aren’t what you think. Our delivery of the letter is to deal with some potential dangers, not to cause chaos everywhere as you’re thinking. I am very clear on that," he said.

Yang Jian remained silent, his face still cold as he moved closer.

Li Yue understood that the man before him could not be persuaded by mere words; he was someone with powerful resolve.

"After I kill you, I’ll naturally be calm," Yang Jian said.

The shadows behind Yang Jian started to shake and flicker as though a person shrouded in shadow was about to stand up.

The ability of a vicious ghost cannot be used for a long time in the same way. Alternating methods can maintain a better balance; this is a regularity for ghost tamers when they take action.

"We’re done for," said the other two when they saw this, panicking instantly.

They didn’t know what to do.

They even feared confronting Yang Jian; he was simply too dangerous. Normal weapons were certainly useless, even the gunshot that could momentarily repel ghosts had been easily resisted by him. They were utterly helpless against Yang Jian.

"Wait," Li Yue said, clenching his teeth, then added, "The letter’s for you, for you to see. I apologize for the incident earlier."

Then, he promptly took out the yellowish-brown envelope from his clothes.

"After I kill you, there’s plenty of time for me to look," Yang Jian’s attitude remained unchanged.

"No, if I die, this letter will disappear. Whether it will reappear, I do not know. I’ve witnessed the deaths of others. Those who didn’t deliver the letter within the allotted time were killed by ghosts, and their letters disappeared with them," Li Yue explained.

"What matters more to you than our lives is the truth, isn’t that right? After all, there isn’t much left that can capture the interest of someone like you."

At this point.

Yang Jian halted in his tracks. Li Yue was right; killing these few was a preventative measure, but what concerned him more was the truth behind these people, and why this letter needed to be delivered and placed inside that box.

Inside that box was a headless corpse.

How could a corpse read a letter?

If it had been sent to the temple they had visited earlier, he could somewhat understand.

"Give me the letter," Yang Jian said as he approached, extending his slightly stiff, chilly palm.

When dealing with incomprehensible, eerie things, the Ghost Hand was the safest approach.

If it hadn’t been for the Ghost Hand during his last encounter with the Door Knocking Ghost, he would probably have fallen victim to the Corpse Spot Curse by now, his body already decayed.

At this moment, Li Yue didn’t resist. He handed over the envelope that was tied to his very life: "I do not know what’s inside or what it contains. We are only tasked to deliver and not to look. There have been messengers who peeked at the letters before, and without exception, they all died."

"So opening the envelope is dangerous. That’s all the warning I can give you. If something goes wrong, don’t blame me for trapping you."

Yang Jian didn’t speak; he simply observed the envelope.

It certainly hadn’t been opened before.

Because the envelope was intact, with no signs of being sealed; it seemed as if it had been made as a whole. If he wanted to consider opening it, he would definitely have to tear the envelope.

He touched it.

Inside was a thin sheet of paper, with little sensation, but there was definitely something inside, not empty.

"How many times have you delivered a letter like this?" Yang Jian asked again.

"This is the third time, basically one letter delivered each month. Although there is plenty of time, each delivery always brings with it unforeseeable dangers. The person you just killed was delivering his second letter," said Li Yue.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian promptly reached out and tore open the envelope.

The paper envelope felt bizarre and unusual, yet it did not exhibit too many abnormalities and opened quite easily, just like any normal envelope.

One sheet of paper.

A slightly yellowed sheet was slowly pulled out of the envelope by Yang Jian.

A line of black, somewhat distorted characters appeared before Yang Jian.

"Do not open this letter."

It was traditional Chinese, not the simplified Chinese that Yang Jian was familiar with. It seemed to have been written quite some time ago; the ink was old, and it didn’t at all resemble a letter received within the recent month.

"What nonsense, if I hadn’t opened this letter, how could I have seen these words," Yang Jian frowned and continued to pull out the letter.

Very quickly.

The second line of text appeared: "The one who opens this letter will be killed by a malevolent ghost."

Yang Jian’s face darkened. He felt that this letter said nothing at all; it was merely a threat against those who peeked at it. It seemed as though the letter itself held no significance, perhaps the act of delivering the letter was what truly mattered.

However, he did not rush, but instead continued reading.

The third line of text appeared before his eyes: "The ghost is coming."

Huh?

The more Yang Jian read, the more he found the message on the letter baffling, lacking any critical content he had anticipated.

During his reading.

Li Yue had already sensed that something was amiss.

The light within this forest was growing darker. It was clearly morning but the sky seemed to suddenly grow dim, making this already dark forest feel as if night had fallen. Whether it was an illusion or not, the surrounding environment also grew colder and more sinister.

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This wasn’t the cold of winter but a bizarre and eerie chill that infiltrated the body, unstoppable.

"Li Yue, it’s not good, Yang Jian reading the letter has attracted the ghost, we’re doomed," the sole female shouted in terror.

"This is definitely targeting us. The opening of the letter means our delivery has failed, so the ghost will appear to attack us. If we can’t withstand this, we’ll all die," another man said.

"I know more than you do, but if we didn’t let Yang Jian read the letter, we would die even quicker," Li Yue said with a touch of anxiety. "Get ready quickly, let’s focus on surviving before discussing anything else."

Immediately.

They started to frantically brace for the imminent dangers.

Another man picked up an old handgun next to their companion’s corpse, while the woman pulled an old, tattered piece of paper from her pocket. No, it shouldn’t be called tattered paper, but rather more like a piece of paper money—although not the typical square kind, but round.

Li Yue couldn’t afford to be careless either, taking a box out of his backpack.

It was an urn.

Upon opening, inside was half a box of gray-white ashes, as to what bones were burned to create the ash, no one knew.

Li Yue grabbed a handful of the ashes, gritted his teeth with an agonized expression, and scattered them on the ground. Then, he stood atop the area sprinkled with ashes, motionless, quietly waiting for the impending dangers to arrive.

The light in the forest grew even darker.

Now they could only see fuzzy outlines of each other and couldn’t make out any faces.

If Yang Jian weren’t blocking here, the three gathered together would have a somewhat greater chance of survival.

Amidst the changes around him.

Yang Jian still had no reaction, continuing to hold the envelope in his hand, seemingly mesmerized, still observing it.

This state was very strange.

Because Yang Jian himself did not feel any absence of mind, he was just observing the letter in the envelope quite normally; only a few seconds had passed.

But for Li Yue and the others, several minutes had already passed.

Yang Jian now completely pulled out the letter from the envelope, and at that moment, the fourth line of text, and also the last line, appeared before his eyes.

"The ghost is right beside you."

"Huh?"

When he saw this line, Yang Jian’s gaze immediately sharpened, becoming alert to his surroundings.

Only then did he realize that the forest, which had been somewhat bright, had without his notice turned utterly dim, and most unsettling was that although he had been constantly vigilant of his surroundings and wary of Li Yue and the others, how had such a drastic change occurred as if in a moment of absent-mindedness?

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

It seemed as if wind had arisen in the forest, blowing on Yang Jian’s neck, as if a cold hand was touching him, with a clear tactile sensation.

"This letter... is indeed strange, has a ghost really been summoned by it?"

Yang Jian clenched his fist tightly, crumpling the letter, and his Ghost Eye directly spied all the anomalies within the forest.