Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 101 The Killing Under the Moonlight

"Wow wow~!"

The full moon rose high, and a baby's cry that stopped abruptly started the bloody night in the village.

The expressionless old man took out two strips of cloth from his pocket and threw one to Yu Zhile.

"If you wrap a knife around your hand, the blood will be sticky and slippery, and you won't be able to hold the knife."

After the old man finished speaking, he began to wrap the knife around his hand and tied a knot in his mouth.

After making sure that the knife would not fall out of his hand, the old man looked at the young man who had just wrapped the knife.

"If the knife falls, it means you are not far from death, but don't worry..."

At this point, the old man seemed to have thought of something, stopped talking, and continued, "No matter old or young, kill them when you see them. If you don't kill them, they will kill you. After you kill someone, you will Understand something.”

"It is recommended to kill the woman first and then the old man."

"Women are weak, old people are powerless, but young and strong men are the most powerful."

After saying this, the old man looked deeply at Yu Zhile, picked up the knife, and went out.

"If I write a biography in the future, this village can be a great addition."

Yu Zhile muttered, waited in the yard for a while, and then walked out.

Under the moonlight, the roads and houses in the village are clearly visible, and the visibility is no less than during the day.

When he walked out of the small courtyard, what he saw was a villager whose throat was slit and who was twitching slightly on the ground.

The ground was stained red with blood, and white blood vessels and throat bones could be seen in the throat.

The smell of blood is strong, and the air is somewhat sweet, but more of an iron smell.

The villager fell at the door of his house, with a butcher knife wrapped around his hand.

The blade is white, translucent, and very sharp.

But just after leaving the house, the villager died.

Judging from the footprints on the ground and the lack of other wounds on the villagers' bodies, it was a clean cut of the throat.

Yu Zhile tightened the machete in his hand and looked up ahead.

The old man who left before stood not far away and looked at him, pointing behind him.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank sharply and he rolled forward rapidly.

A few hairs fell out, and the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air filled my ears.

Yu Zhile stood up quickly, leaned against the wall, and stared at the right side, where he was before.

There, there was a peasant woman staring at Yu Zhile with vicious eyes.

The kitchen knife in his hand just dropped.

Plop plop~!

His heart was beating violently, and an extremely strange feeling appeared on his body.

Yu Zhile felt as if he had endless strength, and he was very excited.

Adrenaline kicks in.

This was a feeling he often had before. When fighting gangsters on the street, he would feel this way once he let go.

Yu Zhile didn't pay attention to the left side. He took a peek before and saw that the old man had already left.

Yu Zhile stared at the woman, and the woman looked at Yu Zhile.

The air was very quiet, or rather, the whole village was very quiet.

Suddenly, the woman moved. She held the butcher's knife and rushed over.

Yu Zhile stared at the woman's hand holding the knife, his body tensed slightly, he bowed slightly when he stepped back, and the knife hung back.

The woman approached, raised her knife and struck at Yu Zhile's head.

The blade flashed with cold light, but the next moment, a faster cold light flashed through.

Stab it~!

The knife passed across the woman's neck, and the skin was cut open, then the blood vessels, and then the throat cartilage.

Blood sprayed on the side of Yu Zhile's face, and the woman threw forward and fell where Yu Zhile was.

Yu Zhile shook off the blood on the knife and turned his head to look at the slightly twitching woman on the ground.

The woman quickly lost her vitality, and as the woman died, Yu Zhile suddenly noticed that there was something more in her body.

He was very familiar with this thing.

Spooky!

Yu Zhile's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

After killing this woman, I could feel the ghost disappearing from me.

Even though it’s just a trace, it’s still a ghost!

"If I kill the residents in the village, the ghost that disappears from me will come back?"

"No, it should be that the ghosts who have been silent will recover."

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile's eyes became dark.

The old man said, live to the end, and then kill the person who comes down from the mountain.

If nothing else, that person should be the ghost he is looking for.

If you kill it, can you gain the ghost's supernatural power?

The situation is yet to be determined.The village under the moonlight is quiet, peaceful and full of friendship.

Bodies were everywhere, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Yu Zhile was holding a knife stained with blood. The cloth wrapped around the handle and hand was already blood red, and drops of blood were dripping from the cloth.

The clothes were stained with blood, some from his own and some from others.

He is not a god of war, he will get injured and get tired.

Pulling the knife out of the chest of a strong man, Yu Zhile fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

The man fell to the ground, and his internal organs could be seen in his broken chest.

The two lungs were still heaving, and a large amount of blood poured out from the wound.

"320 one..."

Yu Zhile slowly spit out a number. Under the moonlight, his eyes glowed with a strange red light.

"It's almost, it's almost, if you give it another half, the ghost in me will be revived..."

The connection between the ghost eyes is still a little bit off, and he only needs to kill a few dozen more before his ghost eyes can be fully opened, instead of like now, where the ghost eyes appear, but there is no killing pattern.

When the ghost eye wakes up, Facebook will be stimulated by the ghost eye to wake up immediately. When the time comes, he will be able to face the ghost easily.

"Perhaps, you can kill that thing..."

The man lying on the ground suddenly spoke.

Yu Zhile was slightly surprised. During the whole journey, no matter what the situation, these villagers never said a word.

Apart from the old man, this was the first villager to talk to him.

"What is that thing?"

Yu Zhile didn't want to give up this opportunity. He wanted to ask about the situation in this village and the truth about why they killed each other.

The more he knows, the better he can deal with what comes next.

The man did not answer Yu Zhile's question, but just closed his eyes. The rise and fall of the organs in his chest gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

Now that the man is dead, Yu Zhile also feels that his connection with Ghost Eye has taken another step forward.

The aura on his body is also a bit colder. Unfortunately, his body is still the same as it is now, without any supernatural power.

Therefore, physical and mental fatigue cannot be eliminated, and physical injuries cannot be healed.

The moon in the sky has shifted a lot.

Yu Zhile couldn't tell the time by looking at the moon, so he didn't know what time it was.

But I guess it's not that far away from twelve o'clock.

After resting for a while, Yu Zhile stood up.

The initial excitement has long since disappeared.

Some are just cramps coming from the wound.

He looked down at his waist, where he had simply wrapped some clothes around to stop the bleeding.

But the effect didn't seem to be very good. The clothes were stained red and started to bleed.

This was caused by a mistake he made while confronting a man with a long knife.

The wound was so big that a fist could be inserted into it.

The people here have a lot of experience in killing people, ranging from old men in their sixties to seventy, to children of fifteen or sixteen.

The elderly, children, women and children do not have much advantage due to lack of strength.

But those strong men are different.

Each of them seemed to be a veteran who had come off the battlefield, and they cut directly to the vital points with their knives.

Even though Yu Zhile had learned martial arts and Sanda, these were not killing skills after all.

"It's getting more and more interesting..."

Yu Zhile tore the already tattered clothes into pieces again, and then wrapped them around the wound on his arm. This was left from the fight with the man before. It was so deep that it was already broken to the bone.

"Whether I can revive Ghost Eye depends on whether my current body can support it until then, or if I don't meet a master."

If Ye Zhen came here, he might be very excited.

Dragging his scarred body, Yu Zhile moved towards the entrance of the village.

"Kill as many as you can, don't expect anything more..."

His body knew it. It was a little difficult for him to lift the knife now. His arm had long been numb. The reason why the knife didn't fall was entirely because it was wrapped in a cloth strip.

He can still kill people, all because of his perseverance.

"Killing is really a unique skill..."

Yu Zhile sighed, then stopped. He looked at the headless corpse in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The corpse looked familiar, and the knife in the corpse's hand also looked familiar.

Yu Zhile looked up and saw a human head with a bloody face not far away.

He walked over and looked down at the head.

Well, now he recognized it, it was the old man.

He, too, died.

(End of this chapter)