Lao Luo and the man with glasses and others saw the Post Office appear and immediately stepped onto that Muddy Path, leaving this place via the Post Office.
There was no choice; the unprecedented Red Letter, the letter delivered at the last second, and the terrifying Malevolent Ghost right across from them—none of these allowed them to linger.
Only Wan Hao and the Rotting Ghost were left holding hands affectionately.
After being targeted by the Malevolent Ghost, Wan Hao felt an icy chill that instantly immobilized his body, while holding the Red Letter in his hand brought a different kind of cold, deathly silence.
The hands of the two touched, and the Rotting Ghost did not move, as if paused. Wan Hao wanted to move, but he couldn't either!
A tearing sensation transmitted from the Rotting Ghost's hand to Wan Hao's hand, tearing from the inside out, then through his entire arm, and finally his whole body!
Pain! Although his body couldn't move, his muscles were constantly twitching and spasming!
His entire body was drenched in cold sweat. Two similar yet different cold, deathly silences roamed inside Wan Hao, as if fighting for his life—whoever won would claim Wan Hao's life.
This reminded Wan Hao of Captain Wang's repeated words: Only a ghost can deal with a ghost!
This was the motivation that allowed Wan Hao to persevere despite the inhuman pain.
The two powers inside his body were now in Confrontation; perhaps he still had a chance to live. He feared that if he closed his eyes, he might never wake up.
Wan Hao didn't know how much time had passed. He felt his Consciousness becoming very blurry and could only repeatedly recall his beloved mother to remind himself not to sleep.
Finally, that tearing sensation slowly receded, but the coldness remained, the bone-piercing chill still present. This allowed Wan Hao's Consciousness to quickly return.
His vision gradually cleared. The Rotting Ghost that had been holding his hand slowly weathered away, turning into fine sand and vanishing before Wan Hao's eyes.
"What is this situation?"
At this moment, Wan Hao realized he could move. He quickly got up and looked around.
Captain Wang was still lying there, his life or death unknown. The Corpse Bag containing the Black Mist Ghost was still on the ground. Only the Rotting Ghost, which had turned to sand and disappeared, was nowhere to be seen!
"Did something happen while my Consciousness was blurry?"
"Post Office, Red Letter, Rotting Ghost touch."
Wan Hao recalled the pieces of information one by one. Suddenly, he remembered the Red Letter turning into shredded paper covering his and the Rotting Ghost's hands. He quickly raised his hand to check.
"This..."
Wan Hao's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief!
His hands had completely changed appearance. They were no longer normal hands but were exactly the same as the Rotting Ghost's!
A dry, cold, deathly silent aura emanated from his hands. Both hands were dark red, as if filled with blackened, clotted blood.
"Is this controlling a Malevolent Ghost?"
Wan Hao could feel something residing in his hands. That thing was cold and deathly silent, just like when he faced the Malevolent Ghost before!
Wan Hao was very familiar with these hands—they were the hands of the Rotting Ghost!
"Ghosts cannot be killed, but the Rotting Ghost turned to sand and disappeared just now... Does this mean the Ghost Hand is the Main Body of the ghost? And the rotting corpse was just a vessel... and now I have become the vessel for the Ghost Hand."
Wan Hao's thoughts rapidly pieced together all the information he knew, forming a picture he could understand.
"Ah!"
Just as Wan Hao was thinking, a painful howl rang out, a heart-rending cry, as if being torn apart by something.
Following the sound, he saw that it was Captain Wang crying out in pain. Captain Wang had rolled over and was howling painfully, facing the ceiling.
Wan Hao walked over and squatted down to check on Captain Wang's condition. The exposed skin on Captain Wang's body had turned blue and shriveled, completely lifeless. Clearly, his physical body had died.
At this moment, Captain Wang seemed to recover slightly but was still gasping heavily, his face showing pain. It was evident that the Confrontation with the Malevolent Ghost had exacted a very heavy price from him!
"It's Wan Hao. I thought you were dead,"
Captain Wang sounded extremely exhausted after speaking just a few words, constantly gasping for breath. But he knew that since Wan Hao had the energy to talk to him, they were temporarily safe.
"Still alive. I think I've managed to Control a Malevolent Ghost!" Wan Hao wanted to get more information. He had heard Captain Wang say before that those who Control a Malevolent Ghost don't live long.
Later, Captain Wang mentioned that someone had researched a method for extending life. Before, as a non-Ghost Controller, he didn't need to worry about those things, but now it was different; he had to consider the future.
"Oh? I don't know whether to call you lucky or unlucky, cough, cough."
Captain Wang grew weaker.
"What ghost did you Control? I have some knowledge; perhaps I can help you."
Wan Hao extended his hand in front of Captain Wang. Upon seeing these hands, Captain Wang's pupils shrank!
"This ghost is terrifying. My Ghost Clothes can withstand attacks from two Malevolent Ghosts without issue, but this ghost, upon contact, immediately put my ghost into Silence..."
"Controlling such a powerful ghost isn't necessarily a good thing, because its Revival process will be fast. How do you feel now?"
Hearing this, Wan Hao frowned. He thought all ghosts were similar; Captain Wang had lived for half a year, but based on what Captain Wang said, he himself could die at any moment?
"I don't feel anything specific, just that my hands and feet feel a bit cold."
Captain Wang sighed and said, "I don't know what happened while I was unconscious, but no matter what, you should use your Supernatural abilities less; this can let you live longer."
As Captain Wang spoke, his eyes began to lose their luster.
"I'm dying. I don't have time to tell you much about the Malevolent Ghosts and Headquarters. Take this phone; someone will contact you later. When they do, hand over the apprehended Malevolent Ghost, and the Merit will be credited to you."
"Cough, cough... Go get a Corpse Bag and put me in it. Although my Malevolent Ghost won't run around, it's not good to leave it outside..."
Captain Wang was no longer gasping for breath; instead, he calmed down. Wan Hao knew he was truly close to death.
They had brought two Corpse Bags up. One was already used to Apprehend the Black Mist Ghost, leaving one remaining. Wan Hao picked up the remaining Corpse Bag and began putting it over Captain Wang.
Captain Wang had been his guide. Without him, Wan Hao wouldn't have been able to Control a Malevolent Ghost or even come into contact with matters of the Supernatural Circle. Wan Hao didn't know what emotions he should hold toward him for this.
Although he was now threatened by Ghost Revival, he had also managed to Control a Malevolent Ghost, so he wasn't as defenseless as Xu Yingying, whom he had held earlier, facing a Malevolent Ghost with no power to resist, dying meaninglessly.
This feeling of personally sending off one's guide was not good, but Wan Hao did not hesitate, because Captain Wang was about to turn into a Malevolent Ghost, and Wan Hao had already experienced the danger and terror of Malevolent Ghosts.
Unless absolutely necessary, Wan Hao absolutely did not want to Confront a Malevolent Ghost.
The golden Corpse Bag was pulled over Captain Wang's head. Just as the zipper was about to close, Captain Wang's weak voice came again.
"Remember, once you decide, be decisive, or you will only lose the chance to survive..."
The hand pulling the zipper paused slightly, but Wan Hao immediately closed the zipper and tightly fastened all the snaps and ropes on the Corpse Bag.