Chapter 230
The Wedding Begins in the Red Wedding Room
Chapter 230 The Wedding Begins in the Red Wedding Room (4k)
The supernatural confrontation came suddenly and ended even more suddenly.
Dozens of vengeful ghosts were dismembered without warning, then swallowed by their blood and sank to the bottom of the deeper lake.
Whether it's the water ghost of Linshan or the supernatural phenomenon of the torrential rain that Lu Ming has already mastered, they are fundamentally similar to the supernatural phenomenon of Ghost Lake.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Lu Ming has mastered "Little Ghost Lake".
At this moment, this murky body of water, with its peculiar properties, was polluted by the foul-smelling ghost blood, becoming viscous, thick, and terrifying, forming a blood lake.
Within the area covered by the blood lake, both vengeful ghosts and ghost tamers would instantly sink to the bottom upon stepping inside. Lu Ming and the ghost bride, hand in hand, stood on the lake's surface—one in white, the other in red, both exuding malevolent energy—holding an umbrella together, while a shower of scarlet ghostly rain drifted through the air…
Unfazed by the astonished looks of the crowd, Lu Ming dealt with all the vengeful spirits, and once again a staircase leading to darkness appeared before him.
It was eerie and bizarre, beyond the realm of common sense.
"Once we climb these stairs, we... will be able to become messengers on the fourth floor?"
"Great! As long as we stick close to Lu Ming, we can pass through the Ghost Post Office without taking any risks and return to normal life... In fact, because of our current status as Ghost Tamers, we can completely turn our lives around and rise from the bottom of society to the upper class..."
Things involving the supernatural are never truly innocent and harmless.
Those who control ghosts can use terrifying supernatural powers, but they also have to pay a heavy price—their lifespan is mostly very short, sometimes not even a few months.
However, many people would rather spend money like water and live a life of unbridled indulgence like the people of the motherland for a few months than live a mediocre life facing a stagnant pool.
Lin Shan is a good example.
Another ghost tamer, wearing glasses and appearing thoughtful, pondered for a moment before speaking: "This ghost post office seems to be acting strangely. After Lu Ming arrived, it seemed to be deliberately targeting him, abandoning normal mail delivery and instead choosing to distribute red letters to an entire floor of messengers each time."
"If my reasoning is correct, then after entering the fourth floor, as long as we get through the night peacefully, red envelopes will reappear in the post office, and Lu Ming will tear them up directly."
The terrible consequences of tearing up red letters need no further explanation; everyone has already experienced them.
Even each time the red letter was torn up afterward, the danger that followed was more terrifying than the last.
If it were these messengers themselves, they would never dare to take such a big risk; just thinking about it makes them apprehensive.
However, the strength that Lu Ming had just displayed far exceeded their expectations.
Faced with a terrifying horde of zombies that appeared out of nowhere, Lu Ming simply waved his blood umbrella, which allowed him to dismember all the corpses at the same time and imprison them.
Even if a demon tamer as terrifying as him tears up the envelopes repeatedly, he should still have a chance of surviving, right?
It's much more likely to succeed than if they were to struggle blindly without any prior knowledge.
After exchanging words, the messengers were secretly delighted, relieved that they had survived the crisis and had not died in the first wave of supernatural attacks from the ghost tide.
Just as they were about to step onto the gloomy, old staircase, a golden cane slammed onto the ground with a dull thud!
The lead messenger looked up in shock, only to be met with Sun Rui's pale, even sickly face.
"What...what do you want to do?"
What do I want to do?
Upon hearing this, Sun Rui couldn't help but sneer.
"Instead of asking me what I want to do, let me ask you: Captain Lu took the envelope, Captain Lu tore up the letter, and even Captain Lu dealt with the ghost that appeared on his own. What did you do? You also want to go upstairs?"
Upon hearing this, the messengers' expressions shifted between anger and uncertainty.
It's not that they feel they're in the wrong—in the paranormal world, might makes right.
The powerful ghost tamer slapped the weak ghost tamer, who could only smile and apologize, saying that his face was crooked and that he had been slapped by his elder brother.
Normally, Sun Rui's status as the head of Dahan City wouldn't be enough to make the messengers wary.
But right now, they don't care about Sun Rui's position as the person in charge.
It was Lu Ming standing behind this guy.
Although Lu Ming never expressed his opinion or even glanced at these people, everyone knew that Sun Rui was Lu Ming's subordinate. As long as Lu Ming did not object to his words and actions, it meant that he represented Lu Ming's will.
In the mysterious world of resurgence, one of the most satisfying things about becoming a Ghost Tamer is that even if you are not as strong as others, if you are willing to fight to the death against a resurrected vengeful ghost, you will likely be able to drag your opponent down with you.
But when faced with Lu Ming, the ghost tamer who could instantly dismember and imprison so many vengeful spirits, no one dared to even entertain the thought of resistance.
If Lu Ming doesn't want them to go up, then none of them will be able to go up.
Should we team up and blow him up?
I'm sorry, but even if these messengers joined forces, they wouldn't be qualified to fight Lu Ming.
"Brother Lu, no, Captain Lu, we were blind to your greatness before and said some things that might have caused you to misunderstand. We hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against us..."
Knowing they couldn't win by force, some people immediately became cowards and began begging Lu Ming for mercy.
Lu Ming's icy gaze fell upon the man, sending shivers down his spine.
"Didn't you guys want to deal with me before? Luckily, these ghosts are nothing to me, otherwise, dealing with paranormal events while being harassed by people like you would be really annoying."
"You can go upstairs if you want, but you can't do it without giving anything in return. Let me inject your ghost blood into your bodies, and then you can go upstairs."
Upon hearing this, the messengers fell silent.
Having Lu Ming inject ghost blood into his body might sound harmless, but it is actually quite dangerous.
Although these messengers did not know the specifics of the supernatural power of the ghost blood, they could tell that the ghost blood Lu Ming was controlling was clearly abnormal.
If he were allowed to inject the demon blood into the body, it could very likely cause the person to die on the spot.
Even if they were lucky enough to survive, their lives would be in Lu Ming's hands from then on. No matter where they escaped, Lu Ming could kill them with a single thought.
Without injecting demon blood, one cannot enter the fourth floor of the post office, which is tantamount to slow suicide...
These messengers were caught in a dilemma, their faces ashen, seemingly struggling internally.
But their struggles had nothing to do with Lu Ming, and Lu Ming didn't care.
He didn't give them time to think; he turned and left.
Finally, the lead messenger gritted his teeth and said, "I have no problem. Brother Lu can do whatever he wants to me."
Someone's statement broke the deadlock, and immediately more and more people joined in expressing their opinions.
Lu Ming remained unmoved, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the sound of splashing water came from the ground. The ghost blood then spread towards everyone, climbing up their ankles and seeping into their pores.
There was no pain or death as expected; the messengers only felt a chilling sensation on their backs. This chilling sensation spread to their necks, as if a terrifying ghostly hand was gripping their throats, making the messengers pale and struggling to breathe.
The painful period is often long.
I don't know how much time has passed.
When all the messengers had recovered their senses, they found that Lu Ming and his two companions had disappeared at the end of the corridor.
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"Captain Lu, based on my observations, even without resorting to tearing up the letters, the number of people who could survive so many paranormal events and reach the fourth floor of the post office by delivering mail normally is definitely a very small minority... I'm even wondering if there really is a messenger on the fourth floor of this haunted post office?"
In the paranormal world, it's not about who's the most talented or who controls the most vengeful spirits, but about who can live the longest.
As long as you live long enough, other problems are not problems.
Even if one doesn't use their own supernatural abilities or deal with supernatural events after becoming a ghost tamer, it's not certain that they will live for long.
Not to mention constantly delivering mail and dealing with paranormal events inside the ghost post office.
Lu Ming nodded: "There are indeed very few messengers on the fourth floor of the post office, but that doesn't mean no one can survive to the fourth floor. Apart from the messengers who will come up with us later, the rest who can get to the fourth floor on their own are the best among the ghost tamers."
"Moreover, as far as I know, there seems to be a real vengeful ghost among the messengers on the fourth floor. It's likely that during one of the delivery missions, a messenger was possessed by the vengeful ghost. That messenger wasn't declared dead by the post office, but was in a special state, and by chance, brought the vengeful ghost into the post office."
Allowing a real, vengeful ghost to replace the messenger and enter the post office was, according to the post office's original rules, something that should never have happened.
But as Lu Ming had said before, the Ghost Post Office had been operating for decades, and many of its rules had changed, and it was gradually getting out of control.
Like the ghost bus that shuttles between the supernatural and reality, the ghost post office is an extremely special case.
"Did a vengeful ghost disguise itself as a messenger and infiltrate the post office?"
Li Yang's pale face changed: "How can we play like this? When a normal messenger goes on a mission, he not only has to deal with terrifying supernatural events, but also has to be wary of his teammates."
"It's really unplayable, so one team of ghost tamers has already been wiped out by that vengeful ghost."
Lu Ming continued, "Moreover, the rules of the Ghost Post Office, based on instinct, also want to eliminate that ghost as much as possible, but ghosts cannot be killed... Therefore, the post office can only continuously increase the difficulty of the mail delivery tasks in order to wipe out all the messengers on the fourth floor."
Lu Ming's words contained a lot of key information.
For example, the task of delivering mail on the fourth floor of the post office is far more difficult than that on the previous floors.
In addition to Lu Ming's need to tear up letters continuously, and the post office's targeting of Lu Ming, they are likely to encounter a terrible danger on the fourth floor of the post office.
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Lu Ming and the group of messengers entered the fourth floor of the post office. As usual, the Ghost Post Office turned off its lights at six o'clock in the evening.
As the thick darkness engulfed the entire post office, everything was trapped in the base, and even the faintest sounds were amplified.
No one knows where those unknown darknesses lead, nor how many terrifying ghosts lurk within them.
No one dared to sleep that night, but fortunately nothing unusual happened.
The next morning, unsurprisingly, no one received an envelope.
This is not because the post office did not assign mail delivery tasks.
It was because the delivery task on the fourth floor had turned into a red envelope due to Lu Ming's arrival.
The envelope was a horribly bright red, as if it had been soaked in blood.
To avoid any accidents, Lu Ming, as before, grabbed the envelope first and tore it up on the spot.
The messengers who made it to the fourth floor were by no means kind or merciful, not to mention that real vengeful ghosts had infiltrated their ranks.
Therefore, Lu Ming did not interact with any of the messengers on the fourth floor, but instead chose to deliberately avoid them.
The letter was torn up, triggering an attack by the ghost post office, but everything proceeded as usual.
However, the same approach can lead to different results.
The number of vengeful ghosts that appeared this time was significantly greater than the last time.
Moreover, the terrifying aura emanating from each vengeful ghost is enough to terrify the ghost tamer, making them instinctively want to stay away.
Relying on the blood-stained umbrella in his hand and the ghost bride holding his hand, Lu Ming easily defused the attack of this wave of ghosts.
But this was only the first wave of the attack.
The subsequent offensives became increasingly fierce.
After five consecutive attacks, the entire fourth floor of the post office was covered in the stench of ghost blood.
The surface of this ghost blood still had human flesh and remnants of organs floating on it. Some organs were still pulsating, while others had been rotting for a long time and were emitting a foul stench.
Besides the remaining parts after the vengeful ghost was dismembered, at the bottom of this pool of blood, in a place invisible to normal people, there were also many messenger corpses sunk.
These messengers were not killed by Lu Ming; they were simply affected by the aftershocks of Lu Ming's response to the ghost tide attack, and thus all died.
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After all these matters were dealt with, the staircase leading from the fourth floor to the fifth floor appeared.
Looking at the last staircase, Lu Ming's mood didn't fluctuate much.
After obtaining the Blood Umbrella, his combat power has officially entered the ranks of the Seven Elders, and he no longer needs to worry about his lifespan or the resurgence of the vengeful spirit.
It's only natural that these paranormal events can be easily dealt with.
It would be abnormal if it were not possible.
"After passing through the Ghost Post Office, barring any unforeseen circumstances, you should be able to proceed to Zhang Dong's haunted house."
"As I stand here, I see the shadow of Grandpa Dong behind many things..."
"If we can successfully borrow a wedding room, the final wedding can begin as scheduled."
Thinking about this, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel a little expectant.
Completing the wedding and becoming an outcast among outcasts will be the most significant transformation he has undergone since becoming a Ghost Tamer.
Completing this task would even surpass the help the Blood Umbrella had given him.
(End of this chapter)