The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 63 Ghost Tree
As if protected by the ghost shirt revived by the ghost, Yan Duo only felt that the shackles that had been restraining him had disappeared, and even the smog surrounding him was gradually dispelled.

But every time he took a step, he felt his back getting heavier, and the ghost in the shirt was almost about to break free, and his upper body kept struggling behind Yan Duo's back.

The outline of Li Gui's face became more and more clear. A stern grimace was printed on the shirt. Its mouth kept opening and closing, as if it was shouting something.

As the blood continued to flow from his body, Yan Duo staggered past Li Gui, and the revived ghost's shirt made Li Gui regard him as the same kind.

"That little girl is really good..." Yan Duo didn't know whether it was because of excessive blood loss, or because of the recovery of the ghost, or both, his face became very pale now.

This time there was no obstacle, Yan Duo held his breath and came to the end of the dirt road. After all, he won the bet. Although the price was very high, at least he survived temporarily.

However, in a place Yan Duo couldn't see, on the old grave in the first open space, an old man was sitting at some point, wearing a Chinese tunic suit from the Republic of China period, looking at the direction Yan Duo was going in the distance, and sighed softly after a long while in one breath.

"Even though it's been so long, I still remember that it was your stitch. Since this junior can come here wearing the clothes you made, then it's okay if I help him."

The old man spoke softly, as if he was talking to himself or confiding to someone: "Unfortunately, I can no longer take care of him. I really don't want to grow old and frail."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the old man became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared from the old grave in a jet-black mist...

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"How is this possible." Yan Duozheng turned his head away and stared at his back in a daze. Li Gui, who had already stretched out half of his body, actually returned to his shirt at this time.

The original restlessness caused by the ghost's recovery has disappeared completely at this moment, and the whole person's state is as if... has been restarted.

Yan Duo was convinced that someone must have helped him, although the other party didn't know who it was or what their purpose was, but this really gave him hope of living.

Now is not the time to delve into this, he has already come to the second open space, which is as circular as before. The ground is also covered with a layer of loess, and there is also a dirt road connected to the rear. It seems that this is still not the end.

There is still a raised mound in the middle, but this time it is a bright red mound, and there is also a dark tombstone in front of it, but Yan Duo's attention is not here.

There is no other reason. On this weird old grave, there is still an old tree with a black neck and a crooked neck. There are countless withered vines climbing on the crooked trunk, and scarlet liquid is still dripping from the branches from time to time. , the leaves are withered and yellow, and the roots are exposed, almost wrapping the old grave.

In just an instant, the ghost shirt Yan Duo was wearing wrapped him tightly. The huge pressure made Yan Duo wonder whether he was facing a tree or a group of ghosts.

At the same time, he also found that the ghost shirt, which was already on the verge of limit, seemed to be restarted at this time. The blood on it had disappeared, and the whole dress was just like when he just got it. This feeling is very strange and very strange. ,

"This tree seems to be...alive." Yan Duo observed carefully, and he suddenly found that the trunk of this crooked old tree seemed to be undulating rhythmically, as if it was breathing.

And the dark smog continued to spread around with the ups and downs of the crooked old tree. At the same time, the withered and yellow leaves above its head were constantly shaking, making the rustling sound that Yan Duo had heard before.

If his guess is correct, then the old tree with a crooked neck rooted on the ghost grave in front of him is the core of this ghost forest!

While Yan Duo was secretly surprised, there was a sudden noise behind him, and before he could turn around to check, a huge impact came from behind him, knocking him to the ground all at once.

Then there were whippings one after another, Yan Duo only felt a tingling pain in his body, this kind of whipping carried an irresistible supernatural power, even the ghost shirt seemed to be peeled off from his body.

"Are you kidding me?" Yan Duo's face was pale, and he saw clearly that what was beating him turned out to be a black and withered vine.

The originally neat ghost shirt was covered with bloodstains again at this time, Yan Duo could only grit his teeth and resist.

The strange power of the ghost shirt, which can isolate the ghost, seems to be useless in front of this old tree with a crooked neck, but Yan Duo can feel that this old tree seems to be incomplete, as if it is only half.

In the next second, a cold feeling spread over Yan Duo's body. Yan Duo's heart twitched, his consciousness began to blur, his legs went limp, and he was firmly swept into his body by the black and dry vine.

With just one click, most of the ghost shirt fell off Yan Duo's body.

Yan Duo struggled to get up, and suddenly he saw clearly that the dark lines on the crooked-necked old tree were actually sheets of human skin tightly wrapped around its trunk, and the human skin was still wriggling and seeping. The scarlet blood was watered on the old grave under the tree.

Yan Duo understood and understood why the old tree used vines to peel off its ghost shirt. It simply wanted to use the ghost shirt it was wearing as its own puzzle.

Thinking of this, Yan Duo broke out in a cold sweat. This old tree with a crooked neck was too terrifying. He really regretted rushing over to check it alone. Nervous, fearful, trembling, all kinds of emotions came out at this time.

Yan Duo breathed a sigh of relief and looked back. Sure enough, as before, the way back had disappeared, leaving only the dark smog tightly wrapped around the open space, which looked like a deserted island.

The black vines slowly entangled Yan Duo's body, the ghost shirt was almost completely stripped off, and his whole body was hung upside down, about to become the nourishment of this crooked old tree.

"Is it really over this time..." Yan Duo was not reconciled, he had clearly come here, but his consciousness was completely blurred, and his eyes closed involuntarily.

Suddenly, there was a sound of copper gongs all around, and the sound came slowly towards the open space from far to near, followed by a burst of crisp bells, which radiated around with an incomprehensible supernatural power. In an instant, Yan Duo suddenly opened his eyes with a jerk.

In front of him, a funeral procession suddenly appeared, and at the end of the procession he saw an unexpected person.

"Wen Zhong!" Yan Duo was surprised, he didn't expect to see Wen Zhong here.

(End of this chapter)