The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 184 Unusual Anomalies
The center of Da'an has become a living purgatory in the eyes of ordinary people at this moment. There will be a horrible mummy wandering in almost every street.

Ordinary people, even if they don't want to believe in the existence of supernatural beings, are all sticking to their homes at this moment, hoping for help from the outside world.

All the shops on the street are closed, and almost every house is full of sundries and garbage. If there is no accident, this kind of life will last for a long time.

But now, this situation seems to have changed. The mummified corpses that wandered aimlessly in the streets and hunted the living people all began to head towards a dilapidated Taoist temple.

It was as if being called by something.

"These ghosts seem to have the consciousness of a living person, and they actually know how to line up." Wang Muyou stood on the roof of a residential building and looked around, his eyes full of fear.

Order is an important part of human society. Normally, ghosts would only follow their instincts, but these terrifying mummies have a sense of order that only living people can understand.

Whether their behavior is an unconscious imitation or a subconscious action, Wang Muyou doesn't know, he only knows that these ghost things are very scary and dangerous.

"I just practiced in seclusion for a few days. I didn't expect that the whole Da'an would fall after I came out, but Wen Zhong, the person in charge, didn't come out to take care of it."

Wang Muyou frowned, and the expression on his face seemed a little stiff. He stayed in Da'an because he liked the city's many masters, and even if a supernatural event happened, it would be quickly extinguished.

But now, the whole city has fallen, and he is still a little confused. Even if he wants to know what happened, he can't open his mouth. The whole city seems to have died.

The Internet is full of fake news, and even the leak of factory sewage has spread, and he can't help frowning.

The worst thing was that he couldn't contact Wen Zhong, but he believed that the other party should still be alive. Although this level of supernatural power was terrifying, it still couldn't kill him, unless... there was some danger hidden in it that he didn't know.

"I remember that Fang Diyuan is the master of Liangyi Temple. If you can't get in touch with Wen Zhong, you should first go to Fang Diyuan to understand the situation."

After confirming the direction, he landed from the rooftop to the ground in a few dodges, and the whole set of movements was done in one go.

The moment he landed, the mummy wandering in front turned their heads in unison, and the next moment Wang Muyou felt that he was being watched by countless cold and emotionless eyes.

"Is it really impossible to go to Liangyi Temple without disturbing these ghosts?"

Wang Muyou didn't panic when he saw this, he saw a horrible grimace slowly emerging from his ear, as if to replace his original face, the two faces were twisted together, extruding a smiley face Non-smiling weird face.

"Hahaha... Hehehe... Jie Jie Jie..."

A series of strange laughter came from his face. The laughter itself did not possess supernatural power. What was terrifying was that the act of smiling itself was providing him with unspeakable supernatural protection.

Sure enough, since the appearance of this strange face, the horrible mummies staring at him all ignored his existence, turned their heads slowly and wandered in the direction of Liangyi Guan.

Without the interference of these horrible mummies, he quickly came to the surroundings of Liangyi Temple, which was not much different from the last time he came here. What I really want to say is that the ruts extending into the room and the ruts caused by the long absence Overgrown weeds tended by people.

"What happened, Fang Diyuan and the others also evacuated from here, no, why is there a smell of blood?"

As soon as he stepped into Liangyi Temple, Wang Muyou smelled an extremely strong smell of blood. This smell was like someone had smeared the entire Taoist temple with blood, and the smell of blood almost turned into substance and hit his face.

Surprising.

This smell is somewhat similar to the haze surrounding Daan, but if you distinguish carefully, you can clearly feel the difference between the two.

This feeling was very bad, as if there was a dangerous ghost lurking in it. Unlike the mummy wandering outside, Wang Muyou even felt a strange sense of familiarity in it.

The people inside...or ghosts, he should know.

"Is it Fang Diyuan? Could it be that he revived and died in Liangyi Temple?" Wang Muyou pondered. Died from the recovery of ghosts.

As he went deeper, the smell of blood became more and more clear and obvious. Even with the protection of the Laughing Ghost, Wang Muyou still felt terrified, and he seemed to be at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the supernatural.

Walking into the hall and passing the long corridor, he felt that he was getting closer to the source of the bloody smell, almost close at hand, and there was only a closed room in front of him.

Thick and dark blood, mixed with a smell of death, flowed out from the cracks in the room, making the surroundings even darker.

Now that the source has been determined, Wang Muyou is not stupid enough to really step into this hidden and dangerous room. Under the supernatural protection of the Laughing Ghost, he slowly exits this area.

However, after the investigation just now, he has roughly confirmed that there are no living people in this Liangyi Temple, and Fang Diyuan and the people who originally lived here have all disappeared.

At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the depths of Liangyi Temple, the sound was not loud but there was a mechanical stiffness, walking towards him from far to near.

"Huh? That ghost came out?"

It seems that he triggered the murderous law of this ghost entrenched in the depths of Liangyi Temple, but how is this possible, the smiling ghost he controls can provide enough spiritual protection before killing him.

If he is still being targeted under such circumstances, it can only show one thing, that is, this ghost is more terrifying than the smiling ghost who is protecting him.

Thinking of this, Wang Muyou frowned, and in an instant, two jet-black ink-like things oozed out from the corners of his eyes, changing constantly on his distorted smiling face, and gradually outlined a strange tattoo.

This is the second ghost he controls—ghost pattern. Strictly speaking, ghost pattern should be regarded as a different kind of curse, parasitic on Wang Muyou's body, tormenting him all the time.

The combination of the two supernatural powers made Wang Muyou even more terrifying.

"is that useful?"

The sound of footsteps stopped, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly noticed that gray-white plaques suddenly appeared on the surrounding walls, floors, ceilings and even all kinds of scattered furniture.

(End of this chapter)