Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 30 Two tricksters holding up signs
The fog ahead is so thick that even ghost eyes cannot see very far.

The forest was quiet, and the fierce ghost named Guiding Ghost by Yu Zhile was still standing next to the car. The raised hand had no direction and was still pointing forward.

The strange scene made He Yin'er feel a little nervous.

"How about you hold on? I'll summon the spirit and deal with this thing?" He Yin'er asked after hesitating for a while.

"Hold on? How to hold on? Hold on with your life?" Yu Zhile looked at He Yin'er suspiciously, "I suspect you want to kill me."

He Yin'er's face turned dark immediately, "You have finally mastered the existence of two ghosts, can you please stop being timid?"

The corner of Yu Zhile's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He just pointed at the forest above the road.

He Yin'er looked in the direction pointed by Yu Zhile in confusion, but there was nothing in the fog.

"Open your closed eyes." Yu Zhile took a deep breath and said.

He Yin'er's pupils shrank slightly, and he opened the closed eye without any hesitation.

The next moment, her expression changed, and what appeared in her eyes made her feel cold.

I saw three funeral teams standing there in the mist of the mountain forest.

The mist drifted, but it did not blow the corners of the filial piety.

He Yin'er swallowed, "I think you're right, you can't hold on."

He Yin'er looked away, her expression becoming extremely solemn.

Yu Zhile grinned and said nothing. He looked at the fog in front of him, remained silent for a while, and walked straight ahead.

He Yin'er quickly followed. The two of them walked very carefully, not fast.

The two of them did not look back, but as they walked forward, the pressure in their hearts suddenly relaxed a lot.

Yu Zhile let out a breath and lifted his relaxed heart again.

The road ahead is not going to be easy.

The road is very flat and there are many fallen leaves, but luckily they are moved by the wind. As long as they don't fall, they will sooner or later blow down the cliff.

They didn't know how long they had been walking. The fog around them became so heavy that they could feel the weight when it fell on their clothes.

The fog became very gloomy, and when I took a breath, a large amount of cold air entered my insides.

"I feel something is wrong." He Yin'er suddenly stopped. She stared straight ahead, with an ominous premonition in her heart.

Yu Zhile lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the strange mist at his feet. In the mist, he couldn't even see his feet when he lowered his head.

He Yin'er was beside her, and she held his hand.

He couldn't see He Yin'er now. The fog was so heavy that it could be called weird.

Yu Zhile looked up, his scarlet ghost eyes turned slightly, and red lines thinner than hair were flowing uncertainly in his eyes.

But even so, he couldn't clearly see what was about to appear in front of him.

He also felt it, not by ghosts, but by instinct, an instinct to predict danger.

"spiritualism!"

Suddenly Yu Zhile's expression changed and he shouted fiercely at He Yin'er.

He Yin'er's pupils shrank sharply, his body moved, and a black comb quickly slipped from his cuff and fell into his hand.

The cold and strange explosion actually directly repels the surrounding fog.

"Two minutes!" He Yin'er said in a low voice and quickly began to summon spirits.

Yu Zhile let go of He Yin'er's hand and stared straight ahead with his scarlet ghost eyes, "Remember to come to me, I won't be able to hold on to this ghost for long."

As he spoke, blood-colored threads tore through the skin of his body and emerged from the flesh.

In front, two people holding black signs with large white flowers on them suddenly appeared from the fog.

The two men were wearing black clothes and high hats, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Yu Zhile's heart sank when he saw these two people just showing up.

Just two people holding up signs made his ghost eyes tend to shrink back.

Even the ghost threads on the body have a tendency to return to the flesh and blood.

"Damn, we didn't come in at the right time." Yu Zhile was sure that they didn't come at the right time.

Forcibly suppressing Ghost Eye's instinct to shrink back and become a deserter, Yu Zhile did not hesitate to use Ghost Eye's ability to directly suppress the two people holding the sign.

The scarlet thread twisted and crawled strangely in the mist.

The white mist actually had a tendency to turn red.

From Yu Zhile's perspective, red quickly spread toward the fog ahead.The threads torn from the body followed the red color and appeared directly on the two people holding the signs.

As the silk thread touched the two ghosts, it was like a leech meeting blood, directly tearing the ghost's skin and frantically burrowing under the ghost's skin.

The ghost eyes emitted red light, and there were a large number of red threads in the red light, suppressing the two ghosts following Yu Zhile's line of sight.

Walking in the mist, the two ghosts coming towards them suddenly stopped.

They were suppressed. As more and more red threads appeared, Yu Zhile gradually felt that he could control the two ghosts with the threads.

But the time will be short.

"How much longer?" Yu Zhile asked in a low voice.

Ghost Eyes began to become restless, and two black tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

There was a sharp pain in his internal organs, and the ghost threads were beginning to devour his internal tissues.

The occurrence of severe pain made Yu Zhile's expression distorted.

"Almost!" He Yin'er looked at the figure slowly appearing on the comb, staring at it, "There's still one minute left, just hold on a little longer."

The ghost I encountered this time was extremely strange and terrifying.

From the beginning to the end, they did not notice that there was a ghost in front of them, but they just felt vaguely uncomfortable in their hearts.

When they actually become aware of a ghost, that's when they see it.

But it's too late.

"One minute?" The corner of Yu Zhile's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm afraid one minute is a bit long."

When He Yin'er heard this, a not-so-good idea suddenly came to his mind.

"More than two!" He Yin'er asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"..."

"I don't want to scold you. Isn't this obvious?"

Two ghosts holding signs are walking in front, and there must be ghosts behind them. According to folk custom, on what occasion do two people need to walk in front holding signs?
Of course, it is to welcome and get married.

Suddenly, Yu Zhile's expression changed drastically, his ghost eyes suddenly turned back, and the threads that tore his skin suddenly broke, dissipating into a blood mist in the air.

"I knew it……"

In the mist, behind the two ghosts, a man wearing a paper wedding dress appeared behind the two ghosts, riding a paper horse with eye-catching details.

The moment he saw this man-horse combination, the sense of crisis in Yu Zhile's heart almost overflowed.

"It's going to happen!"

Yu Zhile's face was extremely ugly. The ghost eyes and ghost threads immediately fell silent. No matter how much he manipulated them, he could not control the two ghosts.

Without the ghost eyes, he returned to the state where he couldn't see his fingers.

"How long!" Yu Zhile looked ahead uneasily. Although he couldn't see anything, he was sure that if He Yin'er didn't hurry up, he would die here.

"immediately!"

"Okay!" He Yin'er was overjoyed. She looked at an old woman in black clothes standing in front of her, turned her head and shouted to Yu Zhile.

But there is no response.

"Fenggui Mountain? Such a familiar place. The juniors nowadays are really brave. They dare to come here with this kind of strength." The old woman looked confused at first, but she soon became sober.

"The spirit conjurer?" The old woman looked He Yin'er up and down, and the fog seemed unable to block her sight.

"Children." The old man shook his head, then looked at the fog around him, "Since you asked me to come out, I will do you a favor."

As he spoke, a terrifying supernatural force suddenly appeared, and wordless tombstones stood abruptly in the mist.

In the blink of an eye, He Yin'er was surrounded by tombstones.

With the appearance of the tombstone, the fog that was so thick that one could feel its weight disappeared in an instant, just like the white snow in spring, it melted away.

The fog disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the world suddenly felt new. He Yin'er kept scanning the surroundings, but after searching for a long time, he found nothing.

"Looking for your unlucky companion?" The old woman put her hands behind her back and looked at He Yin'er with a smile.

He Yin'er didn't speak, but he was already anxious.

"It is unlucky to be a companion of a spiritualist." The old man sneered, "Let's go, I will take you to find him. If you go late, he will be gone."

The old man shook his head, picked up the comb, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The old man walks like a normal person. If you look at it like this, who would have thought that this is a soul body?
He Yin'er didn't say anything, but quickly followed the old man and ran forward.

(End of this chapter)