Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 130 Blood Pool

In the laboratory, Cao Yang's control was very smooth. The flesh on his chest began to rot and turn black, but this trend was curbed after spreading to the lower abdomen.

"It is this unfamiliar flesh and blood that is affecting the spread of the ghost flesh."

Cao Yang sensed something was wrong, but he had no way to deal with the strange meat now. He could only pray that the ghost meat could corrode and replace the flesh and blood.

Time passed, and soon it was six o'clock in the afternoon. Normally, this time only meant that most people were about to get off work, but today, at this moment, something big happened that was enough to shock the entire psychic community, and even Wang Xiaoming began to consider whether to continue the experiment at this moment.

"I understand. You guys first confirm the specific information, and I'll come forward after a while."

Wang Xiaoming held the phone and spoke calmly.

In the laboratory, Cao Yang's chest had completely rotted and turned black. The white bones in his chest looked extremely eerie and terrifying, and those bones were also being stained little by little by the inky black color.

Fortunately, that part of the strange flesh and blood was eventually assimilated by the ghost flesh. Not only that, the ghost flesh that assimilated this part of the flesh and blood seemed to have gained some kind of strength, and the spreading trend became more fierce, and even the lower body occupied by the trampling ghost had a tendency to be assimilated.

Cao Yang did not deliberately resist this erosion. The higher the degree of assimilation of the ghost flesh into himself, the closer his body was to a real ghost, and the better it could accommodate ghost blood and water ghosts.

The speed of this erosion and replacement was very slow, and the ghost who stepped on the human was also instinctively resisting the erosion of the ghost flesh. However, the strange thing was that the addition of the ghost flesh did not seriously affect the balance in Cao Yang's body, as if the ghost flesh was just an insignificant outsider.

But... the fact that it can corrode ghosts that step on people is enough to prove that ghost flesh is not simple.

It would take quite some time to see Cao Yang, so Wang Xiaoming decided to leave temporarily after careful consideration. It was because the incident outside was too unbelievable.

Ghost Eyes Yang Jian is dead!
Cao Yang also noticed Wang Xiaoming's departure. Estimating the time, he roughly guessed something.

"It seems that Yang Jian has experienced the way of cutting hair. It won't be long before he will launch crazy revenge on his circle of friends."

The process of controlling the ghost flesh was very peaceful, and Cao Yang could even move freely.

"My body already has the rough shape of a container, so maybe I can consider controlling the two ghosts of blood and water. The evil ghosts check and balance each other, and if I wait until the ghost flesh is fully formed, it may be too late."

This is not recklessness, but a kind of experience. Ghosts will form a dynamic balance in the confrontation between spirits. As for static balance, it can only be achieved by freezing.

"Fortunately, Wang Xiaoming prepared in advance."

The laboratory was still the same two connected rooms as before, and the containers holding the ghost blood and water ghost were placed behind the door. However, the two ghosts were now placed in the same container, and Cao Yang had to control the two ghosts at the same time.

"Then come on."

Without hesitation, Cao Yang walked straight over, opened the door, and then opened the huge golden coffin. Inside was a pool of blood. The color was not dark, and it was obvious that the ghost blood had been diluted.

When the two special ghosts were put together, there seemed to be some subtle changes. Although it was bloody water, it was not turbid, and one could barely see some things hidden under the water: broken limbs, pale and reddish skulls, and various human fragments.

Without hesitation, Cao Yang lay directly in the coffin, but he did not sink into the coffin, but floated on the water strangely. His body, which was eroded by the evil spirit, was like a broken hut with air leaking everywhere, and the smelly blood quickly poured into it. "It seems that due to the existence of the memory ghost, the ghost flesh did not erode my brain. This is not a bad thing. At least it can ensure that my consciousness will not be affected for the time being."

Cao Yang's eyes were a little dazed, but this was not the influence of the supernatural, but the manifestation of his empty body and mind. Blood rushed into this body crazily, and the ghost flesh that felt the blood began to grow crazily, and the broken chest was quickly filled.

This process was full of danger. Many blood-stained hands stretched out from under the blood pool, trying to drag Cao Yang into the pool and drown him completely.

But Cao Yang had already let the ghost attach to his body, and all the hands that touched his back quickly shrank back as if they had been electrocuted, but they reached out again not long after.

"The blood pool has the suppressive power of ghost blood and water ghosts. It won't be long before the ghost carrying me will be completely suppressed. I can only rely on influencing gravity to keep myself going for as long as possible."

The gravity ghost can't affect the inside of the blood pool, Cao Yang can only try his best to influence the gravity above and force himself to float on the water...

In a certain switchboard room at the headquarters in Dajing City, a bloody picture was displayed on the screen. In the picture was a headless corpse lying on the ground and half of Yang Jian's pale, lifeless face.

A lot of people gathered in the switchboard room, including Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua, Team Leader Shen Liang, and several powerful team leaders.

Cao Yanhua's face was terribly gloomy. He had never been in such a bad mood in his life.

Wang Xiaoming leaned against the door of a room outside the switchboard room with a calm expression. He had learned some information from other people, which was enough for him to analyze the whole picture of the matter.

"Yang Jian is dead... The ghost eye, the tall ghost shadow, and the hand. The success rate of the experiment cannot be guaranteed. Perhaps the ghost in his body can be of some help."

He was thinking that Yang Jian’s death did not seem to be a surprise to him, but a result that he had expected long ago.

"That piece of human skin..."

In the laboratory, Cao Yang's situation was not optimistic. The blood pool was clearly placed in a coffin, and the depth should only reach a person's thigh. But if you look from above, the blood pool is bottomless, and blood bubbles are bubbling on the surface of the water, and from time to time some broken arm debris floats out of the blood pool.

The amount of blood in the blood pool did not decrease, and even seemed to increase. Only half of Cao Yang's body was exposed outside, and the lower half of his body seemed to have been sucked into a different dimension.

The expression on Cao Yang's face was somewhat solemn. Looking closely, that expression had not changed for a long time. His facial features were stiff and his eyes were somewhat empty and numb, as if he had been dead for a long time.

However, Cao Yang was not dead. His broken upper body looked much healthier after being patched up with ghost flesh, but a string of tiny bubbles would occasionally emerge from some parts of his body.

"It's an incomprehensible supernatural phenomenon. The ghost flesh hasn't eaten into my brain, so my consciousness won't be affected, but my physical condition isn't optimistic."

After an unknown amount of time, Cao Yang's body was completely submerged, leaving only a blackened head with a stiff expression floating on the water.

The eyeballs of the head were still moving, proving that he was not dead yet.

(End of this chapter)