Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 145: An Ancient House Resembling a Tomb

At three o'clock in the morning, foul-smelling mud began to appear on Zhao Tong's body, and the mud was wrapping him up little by little, like a clay sculpture.

"Captain, help me, this yellow mud road is very fierce, I can't control it."

Zhao Tong's expression was somewhat painful, as the mud had grown out of his body. This was a sign that the evil spirit from the source of the yellow mud road was beginning to invade his body.

"Use the blood I left in your body to wash it. The blood has a suppressive ability. Although it is not the source, it should be no problem to wash away the derived yellow mud."

Cao Yang saw Zhao Tong’s current problem, and the blood he left behind not long ago could help him establish a balance between the two ghosts at this moment.

"Let me try."

Zhao Tong's expression was distorted by pain. He could feel the mud in his body increasing, but he could not break through the layer of blood. Under Zhao Tong's deliberate control, the mud diluted by the blood began to flow out, which looked like incontinence and made people feel a little disgusted.

After another twenty minutes, no more mud and water flowed out of Zhao Tong's body, and his expression eased a lot. Everything was moving in the right direction.

Half an hour later, the yellow mud road and the return road disappeared, and the figures of the three people appeared in a position slightly farther away from the haunted house, but compared with before, the direction was different, probably because they had just walked on the return road.

"Success?"

A strange expression flashed across Lin Ye's stiff dead face. He was also a ghost rider who rode two ghosts. The current calm situation could only mean two things: either he succeeded and the two ghosts achieved a balance; or the ghosts had begun to take over his body and the current calm was just an appearance.

"It should be the former. A captain-level ghost rider is indeed very ruthless and will not miss any opportunity for growth."

Lin Ye didn't dare to make a hasty judgment on the current situation. With Cao Yang as the team leader, it was not his turn to worry about anything.

"Congratulations, you have mastered a second ghost. If you don't abuse your abilities, you can live at least three months or even half a year longer."

A relieved smile appeared on Cao Yang's face. He could see that Zhao Tong had indeed successfully controlled the yellow mud road, but the blood he left in the other's body had also been consumed.

"Thank you Captain."

Zhao Tong scratched his head in a simple manner. He could feel that the two ghosts in his body formed a stable balance, or more accurately, a confrontation. Before a result was decided between the two ghosts, he was safe.

"You're welcome. You're able to control this ghost because you're willing to work hard. I can't help you much."

Cao Yang waved his hand. He didn't like this kind of courtesy. Everyone in a team should have unique and irreplaceable value. Huang Nilu and Zhao Tong were a good match, and it was indeed he himself who played a big part in being able to control this ghost.

"Although it's a good thing that you can control the second ghost, there is a bad news that I have to tell you. Our goal is the Fierce Ghost Road. You helped me prove that the Yellow Mud Road and the Fierce Ghost Road are not related. So now we can only risk entering the haunted house."

The moonlight in the early morning was bright and cold, and not very bright. Under the dim moonlight, from where the three of them were, the haunted house looked like a huge tomb that would bury all the people and ghosts who entered it.

"Captain, do you think that house looks like a tomb from a distance?"

Lin Ye pointed at the eerie old house and said thoughtfully. He was not joking. Although the moonlight was dim, it could barely illuminate the surroundings. However, the old house was always shrouded in thick darkness, and no light could penetrate it.

Seen from a distance, the solid two-story old house is nothing more than a huge tomb, except for a large tombstone on the roof.

"Lin Ye has a point. That house must be terrifyingly dangerous. Captain, why don't you reconsider it? At least it's better to come during the day."

Although he had controlled the second ghost, Zhao Tong still had not overcome his timid character. Being cautious is a good thing, but in Cao Yang's opinion, such caution is not necessary.

"The first push is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. This is the wisdom of our ancestors. I admit that I don't know much about this haunted house, but I will choose to take the risk at this time. It makes no difference to me whether it is day or night." "I agree with the captain's point of view."

Lin Ye also agreed with Cao Yang's point of view. Since this was the team's first operation, they should not retreat because of time factors. This would not be a good thing for the entire team.

"OK then."

In a team of three, if two people agree, Zhao Tong will not insist. What he said just now was just due to his personality. He had just controlled the second ghost, so he felt more confident.

"Let's go. Now that the yellow mud road is gone, it should be easy to get close to the haunted house."

The gravity ghost crashed, and Cao Yang did not hesitate to use up his ghost den. After all, if it was just a short journey, it would not overly stimulate the ghost's revival.

The three of them appeared in front of the haunted house that looked like a tomb in an instant. The danger of the haunted house was beyond everyone's imagination. The ghosts in Zhao Tong and Lin Ye's bodies were giving warnings, proving that the haunted house was a bit scary.

You know, we have just approached the ancient house and have not entered it at all.

"I am more and more convinced that this old house is a tomb."

Lin Ye pointed to the gate of the ancient house, his tone full of uneasiness.

The two looked over and found that the door of the old house was full of pits and scratches, as if it had experienced something great. Moreover, the style of the door was very strange. It was more like two large stone slabs than a door.

The double doors that looked like two slabs of stone were of a strange dark color, a little lighter and grayer than the normal black. They were full of potholes and numerous densely packed scratches, as if someone had carved something on them with a sharp weapon a long time ago.

"Who is so kind as to use this color of stone to make a door, and make it in this style, like two tombstones?"

Since Lin Ye had identified this haunted house as a tomb, he would subconsciously associate some abnormal places with this aspect. However, there was nothing wrong with this, as association was also a form of thinking. However, in supernatural events, verifying one's association often required a painful price.

Cao Yang didn't say anything, but just looked at the two stone doors silently. The holes and marks on the doors were not made randomly, but were names.

"Wei Youmin... Happy New Year..."

He recited those names silently in his mind. Judging from the traces, these names seemed to have been carved at different times. Some of them had become blurred, while others were still clearly visible.

Suddenly, Cao Yang's eyes froze, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"Rowan..."

The last word was completely blurred and could not be seen clearly, but Cao Yang had a strong intuition that the last word was... Song.

Luo Wensong!
"Is this the old house where Luo Wensong lived when he was alive?"

"No, it shouldn't be like that. In the original book, Luo Wensong has a bad temper. He shouldn't be allowed to have so many people disturb him."

Cao Yang continued to look over, but the next name made his face change again:
"Yang Xiao"

The two characters were clearly visible, as if they had been carved not long ago. Even if the marks were well preserved for special reasons, they could not be more than twenty years old.

(End of this chapter)