A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Everyone in the carriage paled.

Lin Yue suddenly stood up: "Captain Qin!"

Qin Taotao didn't look at her; she simply said into the communicator, "I have to go."

"If we don't gamble, we have no future."

These words were so heavy that no one could speak again.

Headquarters held another brief meeting, and this time, the arguments were even louder.

Some people strongly opposed it.

Some people believe it's necessary to try.

Some suggested sending in other ghost tamers.

However, this proposal was quickly rejected.

Qin Taotao is the only manager of the Ghost Post Office who can remain conscious in the bizarre world, and she is also the only person who has ever come into contact with the Ghost Lake.

Anyone else going in would just be throwing their lives away.

Ten minutes later, the voice of the head of headquarters came through the communicator. He seemed to have aged a lot in those ten minutes.

"Headquarters disagrees in principle."

"However, given the special circumstances, you are permitted to perform one high-risk contact mission."

"Mission objective: Enter the bizarre world and find Yang Jian."

"Task priority: highest."

"Mission restrictions: You are not allowed to make contact with the unknown entities deep within the Mysterious Lake."

"No unconfirmed paranormal items may be brought back."

"Core intelligence of the real world must not be revealed to the consciousness of the old era."

"If it is determined that a return is impossible, immediately cut off contact with the 'strange post office'."

Qin Taotao nodded.

"receive."

The person in charge then asked, "How much preparation time do you have?"

Qin Taotao glanced in the direction of Changqing Cemetery; the iron gate was no longer visible in the fog.

"there is no time."

"I'll go now."

Lin Yue couldn't help but say, "Captain Qin, I'll go with you."

"no."

"I can help you."

"You can't help."

Qin Taotao turned around and looked at her.

"You stay."

"Take care of Zhou Heng's matter."

"Keep an eye on the files at Changqing Cemetery."

"If I don't come back, headquarters needs someone to know what happened inside."

Lin Yue's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a word.

She wanted to argue.

But she knew she was too weak.

Just now at Changqing Cemetery, she couldn't even resist Luo Qian's suppression.

Going to the Ghost Lake will only be a burden.

Qin Taotao patted her on the shoulder.

"Zhou Heng will not have died in vain."

"I'll find out exactly what they're trying to do."

After saying that, she got off the command vehicle.

The wind outside was cold, and the fog in the distance looked like a dead sea.

Qin Taotao took out a yellowed letter.

This is a letter from the Ghost Post Office.

There were no words on the letter.

But when she touched the letter in her capacity as the manager, water began to seep from the envelope.

The water was very murky.

It smelled of silt from the bottom of the lake.

The surrounding staff immediately stepped back, noticing that the ground beneath Qin Taotao's feet was starting to get wet.

Black watermarks spread outwards in concentric circles, like a lake rising from the ground.

She activated the power of the Ghost Post Office.

An unseen door slowly opened behind her.

That's no ordinary door.

It's more like a delivery route; wherever a letter can be delivered, the Ghost Post Office can find its way.

And the Ghost Lake Mark is the best address.

Qin Taotao closed her eyes.

She began to sense the lingering eerie atmosphere of the lake in the real world.

It exists in Donghai City.

There is one at Changqing Cemetery.

There are signs on the route the ghost bus takes.

Some cities have also experienced paranormal events.

These marks are very faint.

Like drops of water falling onto paper.

But when they are connected, a blurry lake appears.

Qin Taotao reached out her hand.

She caught a glimpse of the lake's reflection.

The next moment, all the surrounding sounds disappeared.

Command vehicle.

searchlight.

Lin Yue.

A shout coming from the headquarters communicator.

Everything seemed to be swallowed by water.

Qin Taotao suddenly felt her feet sink, and she began to sank. The icy lake water submerged her ankles, then her knees, and finally her chest.

She did not struggle.

Because she knew that the more she struggled, the easier it would be for her to be dragged deeper into the treacherous lake.

She just clung tightly to the letter from the ghost post office.

The letter was her anchor, and also her way back.

Darkness descended.

Qin Taotao felt countless hands reaching out from the water, grabbing her clothes, hair, and wrists.

Those hands were very cold.

Some of them were already rotten.

Some of them look like babies.

Some were as thin as a rake.

They tried to drag her down, but the red light of the eerie post office shone on her.

The red light resembled a narrow corridor, forcefully carving a path through the lake water.

Qin Taotao continued along this road.

She didn't know how much time had passed.

Perhaps it was just a moment.

Maybe a few days.

Until your feet touch the ground again.

She opened her eyes and saw a small town in front of her, with a gloomy sky hanging low.

The houses on both sides of the street were dilapidated, with peeling paint and blackened windows.

There was no one on the road.

Only the wind blowing through the empty alley made a mournful sound.

Qin Taotao recognized this place.

This is the town in the eerie world.

She's back.

Compared to last time, it's colder and more desolate here.

The crooked sign at the entrance of the town is still there.

The writing on it has been soaked and ruined by water.

The ground was wet.

Every crevice was seeping with murky lake water.

The water level of the mysterious lake has risen.

Qin Taotao looked up at the center of the town.

There is a lake there.

The last time she saw it, the lake was confined to the center of town.

But now, the lake water has already flooded half the street.

The dark green water flowed along the base of the houses, as if the entire town was being swallowed up little by little.

Qin Taotao didn't linger; she had to find Yang Jian as soon as possible.

The connections to the Ghost Post Office are not unlimited.

The longer she stays here, the higher the probability that she will be discovered by the Ghost Lake.

She walked along the street.

Occasionally, noises could be heard coming from the houses on both sides.

It sounded like someone was walking behind the wall, or like fingernails scraping against a wooden board.

Qin Taotao did not turn around.

She knew that these were ghosts trapped in the haunted lake.

They may not be able to leave the house, or they may just be waiting for her to trigger a pattern.

Her current goal is not to deal with them; the closer she gets to the town center, the deeper the water becomes.