Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 148 Hourglass and Words
Cao Yang walked over quickly. The flame of the ghost candle was very stable and there seemed to be no danger around.

It was a retro eight-immortal table, with a classic and exquisite shape, and a layer of scarlet paint on it. However, the paint on the tabletop and legs had become mottled, and the red paint had even fallen off in some places, revealing the dark solid wood inside.

There is an armchair on each side of the Eight Immortals Table, also made of red lacquered black wood, with a classic style and nothing unusual to be seen.

Putting aside the eerie atmosphere inside the ancient house, this eight-immortal table and armchair would definitely be top-quality antiques if taken outside and could be sold at a very good price. However, no ordinary person would be so foolish as to steal things from this ancient house.

But this was not the point. What Cao Yang cared about most were the small objects placed on the Eight Immortals Table. They were five hourglasses with exquisite workmanship, as if they were carved from jade. The two ends of the hourglasses were golden in color, and even the glass of the quicksand pool was a dark yellow color. Both were obviously made of gold.

"Five golden hourglasses, what do they mean?"

Cao Yang leaned down slightly and found that not all five hourglasses were flowing. The four hourglasses on the left had run out of water at some point, but the hourglass on the far right was still flowing at a uniform speed, with only about one-eighth of sand in the lower half of the pool.

"Were they placed here not long ago, or have these hourglasses been activated one by one since the ancient house came into existence?"

The doubts in his heart became even stronger. Cao Yang just stood up and found that there seemed to be words engraved on the two legs of the table at the other end.

"Want to take a look?"

Cao Yang muttered to himself that the reason for this concern was because of Yang Jian's experience in Room 301 of Mingyue Community. Curiosity kills the cat. Some things may bring danger at a glance.

"The ghost candle is very stable. It won't be a problem for it to burn for another half an hour at this rate. Even if there really is a ghost, it will buy me two breaths of time."

Finally, Cao Yang decided to find out the truth. An old house from the Republic of China involves many secrets. In his previous life, he had imagined all kinds of things about the Republic of China. Now that he had the opportunity to explore, he didn't want to miss it.

"Just consider it as paying for the regrets of my previous life. I accept the danger."

Cao Yang was determined and squatted down with gritted teeth. But everything was normal, the flame of the ghost candle was still stable, and the expected risk did not really exist.

Then, he slowly approached the table legs with inscriptions on them. There were four inscriptions on each of the two table legs, which were: The world is like hell, and the evil spirits are resurrected.

Suddenly, Cao Yang seemed to have thought of something, and he turned around in panic. Sure enough, there were four words engraved on the other two legs of the table:
In this evil world of five turbidities, hell is empty.

Just sixteen short words made Cao Yang feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave. An inexplicable chill instantly invaded his whole body, and he crawled out from under the table in a daze.

"In this evil world of the five turbidities, hell is empty. Evil spirits have revived, and the world is like a prison."

Cao Yang repeated these sixteen words in a low voice, as if he was under some kind of spell.

There is no other reason, it is because these sixteen words are too special. Not only is it the initial introduction of this book in the previous life, but it is also the most appropriate and true description of the entire resurrection world. It is like a prophecy, or in other words, these sixteen words have revealed the essence of the resurrection world...

No matter how hard Cao Yang racked his brains, he could never have imagined that he would see these sixteen words that made him feel creepy at this moment in this old house from the Republic of China.

"The Five Turbidities and Evil Worlds, the fifth hourglass flowing... fate seems to be playing a big joke on me."

At this moment, on the stone door that Cao Yang could not see, a name that had been covered up for some unknown reason appeared. That name was... Cao Yang.

"Hoo~!"

Cao Yang took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. He would never have thought that the decision he just made would have such a strong impact.

"There is no time to lose. We must find them first." When they took action again, the darkness in the old house had almost dissipated. It was no longer pitch dark, but dim enough that people could barely see part of the surrounding situation and not be so distracted.

However, there were no lights in the old house, not even the old-fashioned kerosene lamps or lanterns. There was no way to know where the light that dispelled the darkness came from. Obviously, this was also an inexplicable supernatural phenomenon.

However, what surprised Cao Yang even more was that the soil that was previously piled up everywhere and looked like grave soil had all disappeared, and the ghost den that he had suppressed had also recovered a little, and could almost cover an area of ​​four or five meters around him.

On the other side, Lin Ye and Zhao Tong, who also felt the suppression weakened, chose to blow out the ghost candle. They had been in the ancient house for about 20 minutes, and the ghost candle had been burning steadily, but after burning for so long, only the last five centimeters of the ghost candle remained, and it could last for about ten minutes under extreme conditions.

"Although the captain told us not to be stingy, we are all people with ghosts. Even if we encounter danger, we will not die after a single encounter. It is better to use the ghost candle sparingly."

It was Lin Ye who proposed the suggestion to blow out the ghost candle, but Zhao Tong had no objection to this. After all, this thing was a consumable, and it still hurt him to see the ghost candle burning in vain without any danger.

“Tap, tap, tap~”

The surroundings were originally so quiet that it was a little scary, but the sudden sound of footsteps broke the silence. The footsteps sounded dull and depressing, as if they were stepping on very thick ground, and every step made Lin Ye and Zhao Tong's hearts "click".

The two looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"ghost?"

"It could also be the captain."

Lin Ye and Zhao Tong are lip syncing.

“Tap tap, tap tap!”

The footsteps sounded somewhat chaotic, without any pattern, but they were not as stiff and mechanical as those of a ghost.

"Maybe it's not a ghost. Anyway, the distance and time interval between each step taken by the ghosts I encountered are almost exactly the same. Of course, it may also be that I am short-sighted."

Forestry Road.

"That makes sense, but don't you think the source of the footsteps is strange? There's nothing around us. If there were someone, you and I would be able to see everything clearly. But the footsteps are very dull, as if they were separated from us by a door, a room, or even a floor."

Zhao Tong said slowly.

Then he raised his head, only to find that there was darkness above his head, as if all the darkness that had retreated before had gathered here.

"It has a fishy smell, like the dirt you see after entering the old house, but I'm sure it's not the smell of the yellow mud road."

There was a constant rustling sound coming from all around, the same sound as when I first entered the door.

"The dirt is forming a... road?"

The owner of the footsteps seemed to have heard the sound as well. Lin Ye heard that the footsteps were becoming hurried, as if he was in a hurry to find something.

(End of this chapter)