Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 136 The Next Transaction

"Prepare a condemned prisoner and place him in a high place. There is a ghost here that has not been imprisoned yet. I will take this ghost back."

After cleaning up the scene, Cao Yang called Wang Xiaoming and left. Although the oppressive ghost was pressing on him, it did not bring him any burden.

"The current situation should not be considered that I am controlling the oppressive ghost. It is like a curse, and I am the only one who is cursed."

Cao Yang was thinking while he was on his way. He had some ideas about how to control the ghost that pressed people. Maybe he had to combine it with the ghost that stepped on people.

It is now 4:30 in the morning. The cleanup work and the task of collecting Fang Shiming's body did not take too long. Most of the time was spent on searching for Fang Shiming's whereabouts and dealing with his resurrected evil spirit.

At the headquarters, in the switchboard room, Wang Xiaoming was taking a nap. Behind him, a man with a black face, lifeless body, empty and numb eyes, without a trace of spirit, stood there like a statue. The most shocking thing was that this man looked exactly like the ghost messenger.

His name is Wei Jing, an alien who had died long ago but came back to life due to some accidents, an alien who stole the supernatural powers of a ghost catcher.

"He is back."

Wei Jing's voice was cold and hoarse, so indifferent that it contained no emotion at all, just like a real ghost.

"You shouldn't have brought a ghost here."

Wei Jing's words shocked all the fat-headed team leaders. What a joke! This Cao Yang brought back another ghost?!
However, before he could finish his words, the switchboard room was instantly shrouded in pitch-black darkness, which spread across the entire room like thick ink.

Then, a group of ordinary people led by Team Leader Wu saw that in the darkness, a dead and numb corpse with only the upper body floating in the air, and the corpse seemed to be approaching them.

"ghost…!"

Having dealt with supernatural events for many years, Team Leader Wu knew very well that the corpse was definitely a real ghost!
But soon they saw a human figure approaching under the half body. Although the light was dim, he recognized it at a glance. It was Cao Yang.

Then, an old black straw rope was blown down from nowhere. This straw rope, like a hanging rope for a dead person, revealed an inexplicable sense of weirdness. It was directly put around the neck of the corpse and then tightened instantly.

At the other end of the ghost rope, Wei Jing's cold and stiff figure, like a corpse, stood side by side with Cao Yang. The half-body that was caught by the ghost rope seemed to be suppressed, and no more movement was heard.

"Let's lock up this ghost first. This is my trophy."

Cao Yang's voice was heard in the darkness, which made Team Leader Wu feel much more at ease.

The inky darkness soon faded away, and a sealed golden coffin appeared in the wiring room.

……

"That's basically the situation. Fang Shiming's ghosts are all my spoils of war. Is it okay for me to take them away later?"

Cao Yang said happily, not caring about the reactions of the team leaders.

"It's up to you. If you need any help, you can come to me. During the time you were operating, Li Jun also found some clues about Fang Shiming, but we can talk about these later."

Wang Xiaoming had woken up from his nap. What had just happened was just a small episode to him, and he knew that Cao Yang would not be so bored as to attack these ordinary people.

"If you have nothing else to do, you can go back and rest. I will take care of the next matter. I can roughly guess some of your problems, and I will design a plan after a while. In addition, after the matter is over, the reward for this operation will be sent to you."

"Okay, I'll run away first. I'll take the corpse and the ghost with me."

"You can do whatever you want. You caught them anyway." This simple conversation seemed like a negotiation, but in fact, there was no room for negotiation at all. Cao Yang was the captain, a real captain. Even if he was close to the headquarters, the headquarters would not force him to hand over the imprisoned evil spirits.

"I will be very busy in the next week or so. There are many matters that need to be taken care of by me. If it is not an emergency, I hope you can take over temporarily."

Before Cao Yang left the switchboard room, Wang Xiaoming's voice came from behind him again.

At five in the morning, the headquarters released the news that Captain Cao Yang had forcefully eliminated all remaining members of the Friends Circle in Dajing City. At the same time, a photo of the death of Fang Shiming, the president of the Friends Circle, was posted on the website, and even his head was hung in the most conspicuous position in the Ping An Building.

This is the determination of the headquarters!
Ping'an Building, the person responsible for conveying the message to Yang Jian was Wei Jing. In his blackened palm was a dead head that was clearly cracked but forcibly pieced together.

"This is the sincerity of the headquarters. Captain Cao Yang, who represented the headquarters, personally came out to purge some of the remnants of the friend circle. He was also the one who collected Fang Shiming's body."

Wei Jing's tone was cold and indifferent, without a trace of human emotion in it.

"Also, Professor Wang wants to meet you. He has some ideas about the curse of the music box that he wants you to hear."

After saying that, Wei Jing left. He was only responsible for conveying the message. Once the message was delivered, the mission was accomplished.

Shangjing Hotel, Cao Yang came here after leaving the headquarters. He did not choose to return to Ping'an Hotel, which was not safe. If I remember correctly, Yang Jian released a ghost himself, and that ghost has not been solved yet.

"Wait a few more days. I need at least two derivative ghost paintings to verify some of my conjectures. I have wasted a lot of time recently, and I haven't had time to check the next transaction with the ghost peddler. But with the information provided by Mr. Qin, there shouldn't be too many problems."

Lying on the comfortable soft bed, Cao Yang took out the stacked dark brown human skin paper, but this time there was no information about the evil spirit on the paper, but a strange text appeared:

"My name is Cao ■■. When you see this sentence, I will be dead."

"I completed the third transaction with the Ghost Peddler, and he paid a lot of money for the goods according to the rules of the transaction. Those were all really good things."

"But during the transaction, I sensed danger. The peddler attacked me, but I was not hurt. I just felt that something was different, but I had no way to verify it..."

Before Cao Yang finished reading, the words on the paper were fading at a very fast speed. However, Cao Yang still saw a few words: replacement, memory, reincarnation...

"Alas, Riddler should just die. What can you analyze from three words?"

Soon, the outline of a ghost began to emerge on the paper. The ghost's body was relatively intact, and it looked like a woman, with long hair, and water seemed to be dripping from her whole body, as if she had just taken a bath.

What's even more bizarre is that the skin of this female corpse is a strange red, as if it was smeared with blood, or as if she was originally a red person...

“Tick-tick~!”

Strange drops of water seeped out from the paper and then dripped onto the ground, but there was no water around at all.

"Chichi~"

The light bulbs in the room seemed to be affected, flickering on and off, and a cold aura began to spread from Cao Yang's position.

Cao Yang's face changed, his eyes froze, and he quickly put the human skin list back into the container. Only then did the supernatural phenomena in the room disappear.

(End of this chapter)