The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 57 The Funeral
In the ghost forest, the smog is still thick and deep, and occasionally there will be a strange noise from the surrounding old trees, making this ghost forest look even more eerie and strange.

Wen Zhong was holding Chen Yanyun in one hand and an old mountaineering bag on his back. Min Qing was behind him, closely following his footsteps, for fear of being left behind.

On the way, Min Qing wanted to ask what happened before several times, but seeing Wen Zhong's frown, she gave up the idea.

She also found another strange thing, that is, Wen Zhong's wrist was wrapped with a blood-stained nursing wristband. The style of this wristband was very old, but Min Qing found it very familiar, as if Where have I seen it.

As if feeling Min Qing's gaze, Wen Zhong raised his wrist and shook it at her, and said, "Why, have you seen this nursing wristband on my wrist?"

Min Qing nodded first when he heard the words, then shook his head, and finally tilted his head and stuck out his tongue, showing Wen Zhong speechless for a while.

Wen Zhong frowned, and said, "What do you mean, making fun of me?"

"No, no, my family is a family of doctors, and this kind of wristband can cost [-] if not [-]. I just saw that the wristband on your wrist is... old, so I was curious." Min Qing hurriedly explained.

"A family of doctors." Wen Zhong thought for a while and said, "Then have you heard of the abandoned Da'an Mental Hospital? This wristband should be related to that place."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong shook the wristband on his wrist again. This curse is very tricky. If it weren't for the clapping of the mourning ghost, if there were no ghost pupils, he might be taken away by that weird hospital one day without knowing why.

"Ah! Da'an City Mental Hospital." Min Qing covered his mouth and yelled, "You, you wouldn't have been to that place, would you?"

"What do you know? I haven't been there, but I have dealt with the "doctors" there." Wen Zhong said.

He had taken that weird bus, and one of the stops was the abandoned Daan Mental Hospital. At that time, three ghosts came out of the hospital and took the bus, and someone even committed suicide by jumping off the top floor of the hospital.

Afterwards the bus stalled, and Wen Zhong was almost captured by two of the doctor ghosts. Fortunately, Zhou Deng was there to save his life and let a ghost master named Pao Hui be his scapegoat.

At that time, Wen Zhong only thought that the matter was over, but he didn't expect that the curse would always be on him.

"My parents used to work in that hospital..." After a moment of silence, Min Qing whispered, her face was a little pale as if recalling a bad past, "That place is very strange, every time I go It doesn't feel right there."

"It's like..."

Min Qing's face became even paler, and it took him a long time to say: "It's like being in this forest."

Wen Zhong said: "Expand and talk about it."

Min Qing shook his head and said: "I was still young at the time, and I can't remember many things clearly. I just remember that I would cry every time I went there, so my parents didn't take me there afterwards."

At this moment, there was a burst of gong beating all around, from far to near, interrupting what Wen Zhong was going to say next.

The surrounding smog became more gloomy and cold at this moment, and the sound of the gong beating was getting closer and closer to the three of them, followed by a slight sound of footsteps, which combined with the beating of the gong, added a bit of weirdness.

Wen Zhong didn't speak, and with the sound of skin and flesh cracking, a gray light illuminated the surrounding haze, and he decided to avoid this weird team.

Min Qing tightly covered her mouth, she was trembling all over, Chen Yanyun was still held by Wen Zhong in his hand, I don't know if Wen Zhong's attack was too heavy, he still has no sign of waking up.

Suddenly, Wen Zhong said with an ugly face, "Be careful, something is coming."

His ghost town was nailed.

At this moment, suddenly a figure gradually walked into his ghost domain from the smog, that person approached from far away, no, no, there was more than one person, it was two, three, four, The number is still increasing.

Walking towards him was a man in filial piety, holding a spiritual tablet in his hand, with no facial features on his face, and his body leaning forward slightly, as if he was offering sacrifices to something.

Behind them were two people who were also wearing filial piety. The difference was that they each held a gong in their hands. Every time the two of them took a step, they would strike the gong in their hands.

Looking back, there was a huge cyan coffin held by six people on their shoulders. The coffin was covered with black soil, and it looked like it had just been dug out.

This is not over yet, behind the coffin is still closely following a figure who is also wearing filial piety, whose face cannot be seen clearly, holding a soul-calling banner in his hand, shaking stiffly.

Looking at these people, a word flashed in Wen Zhong's mind - funeral, yes, these people walked in this ghost forest as if they were going to funeral.

"Are these all ghosts?" Wen Zhong slowly raised his right hand, trying to distinguish them with ghost pupils.

A faint white light lit up, Wen Zhong closed his eyes, but what Guitong saw was pitch black, as if...someone blocked Guitong's sight.

Wen Zhong frowned, his ghost domain was pinned in place, he couldn't rely on the ghost domain to get out now, he could only hide himself as much as possible, hoping not to disturb this weird funeral procession.

"Back back, there may be a group of ghosts coming from the opposite side." Wen Zhong turned his head to Min Qing and said, "Don't make any noise, they are coming soon."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong retreated immediately, and Min Qing followed closely behind Wen Zhong, and soon the two retreated into the woods beside them.

These ghosts are too weird, and Wen Zhong is the first time to see ghosts going to a funeral, but ghosts are immortal, so what is lying in that coffin, could it be an even scarier ghost?
Li Gui was walking in Wen Zhong's haunted area, and the gongs kept ringing, and the two hid aside, not even daring to breathe out. As they approached, Wen Zhong's ears gradually heard a subtle rattle.

"What's the sound... who's ringing the bell..." At this moment, Chen Yanyun suddenly opened his eyes, and murmured a few words, Wen Zhong's face changed, and immediately he slashed Chen Yanyun's neck with a knife.

However it was too late.

The sound of beating gongs around had disappeared at some point. Wen Zhong raised his head and saw that this weird funeral procession stood quietly in place, raised their heads in unison, raised their lifeless and pale faces, all facing The direction of the three people.

"Damn it." Wen Zhong gritted his teeth, looking at the funeral procession with an ugly expression.

There seemed to be a brief stalemate between them.

(End of this chapter)