Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 154: The bride is sent off first, and the funeral is held later
At this moment, Cao Yang didn't care about too much and just roared in a deep voice.

Then, he released the ghost and prepared to walk directly through the narrow gap to avoid this terrifying wedding procession.

The existence of the ghost den is likely to affect the wedding party, resulting in some unknown changes that are definitely not good. Cao Yang cannot afford this danger.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, then carefully approached the side and took the first step.

"Very good, no problem."

The first step was no problem, so Cao Yang made up his mind and ran quickly. When he passed by the team, Cao Yang felt that even his breathing and heartbeat stopped, and the oppressive feeling brought by the ghost in the blood-red sedan made him feel palpitations.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the road. The wind was not strong, but it just happened to lift a corner of the sedan chair's curtain. Cao Yang's eyes widened instantly, because he clearly saw the appearance of the ghost in the sedan chair.

It was a corpse of a woman who had died a long time ago, with her hair loose, and an expression on her face that was peaceful, tranquil, yet strangely gentle. No, the corpse's face was half human and half ghost.

Why is it described like this?
Because half of the female corpse's face was human skin, although it appeared pale and bloodless, it was much more pleasing to the eye compared to the other half which had turned black and rotten, and even had pieces of flesh constantly peeling off.

Although it was a wedding sedan, the corpse was not wearing a wedding dress, but a black leather coat that was extremely out of place. No, it should be called a raincoat. The corpse seemed to be soaked all over, and was constantly dripping with a turbid liquid that looked like corpse water and rain water.

With just one glance, Cao Yang was sure that the female corpse in the sedan was the one he was looking for. However, this also proved another thing from the side: this endless road is the road of fierce ghosts!
"Are you kidding me?!"

Cao Yang felt like his teeth were about to break. The feeling of having to risk his life here in order to survive another danger when he could clearly escape death was really uncomfortable, as if God was playing a huge joke on him.

No, it's not funny.

The cold wind disappeared in an instant, and the opened door curtain returned to calm, once again covering the female corpse in the sedan. However, the image of the female corpse was already firmly engraved in Cao Yang's mind, and he was caught in a dilemma and extreme choice.

"Go or stay?"

The answer is obvious.

Cao Yang stopped, his face cold and indifferent. At this moment he made a decision.

"I have ghost scissors, bronze spears and bronze swords, death cards, black jade wind chimes, ghost candles, and scapegoats. I have the capital to gamble this time."

Under the stunned and horrified eyes of Lin Ye and Zhao Tong, Cao Yang resolutely opened the blood ghost den, and the gravity ghost den was also included in it.

The river of blood was like a natural barrier, blocking the wedding procession. On the river of blood stood an expressionless man. His name was Cao Yang.

"Just looking at the captain's stance, I know he's incredibly strong."

"I agree. But looking at this group of evil ghosts escorting the bride, I think my death will be equally horrible in the near future."

Zhao Tong and Lin Ye chatted with each other intermittently. Although they didn't know what was wrong with their captain, he actually gave up the way of survival he had created and chose to fight against this group of ghosts.

However, they knew that the captain must have his reasons for doing so, and as members, it would never be wrong for them to follow the captain, whether for the sake of the team or for their own survival.

"Let's do it."

"Yeah." There were ghosts escorting a bride in front, ghosts attending a funeral behind, ghosts playing with the coffin on the left and the coffin on the right, and even this sudden fork in the road was filled with ghosts. In this situation, Zhao Tong really couldn't think of how to win.

But it didn't matter, he chose to believe the captain, believe Cao Yang. If Cao Yang died, with his and Lin Ye's abilities, they would probably die in this hellhole without even being able to scream. Following Cao Yang and taking a gamble, there might be a glimmer of hope.

"The funeral ghosts have some control over me. I'll go help the captain, and you try to deal with them."

Lin Ye patted Zhao Tong on the shoulder and whispered.

What responded to him was a ruined ghost den. At the same time, a dim path appeared under the feet of Zhao Tong and Lin Ye. The yellow mud road with a foul smell blocked the way of the funeral procession.

On the other side, the river of blood did not successfully block the progress of the wedding procession. The two people walking in front of the procession stepped into the blood with a "plop".

The strange hand under the blood just touched their bodies for a moment, and then instantly shrank back as if it had been electrocuted. Even the real evil ghost could not drag these two people into the water.

"Useless?!"

Cao Yang's eyes shrank in vain. The bloody ghost cave had obviously exceeded the fifth level of strength. However, it couldn't even affect the ghosts in the wedding procession, let alone the more terrifying female corpse in the sedan chair...

However, Cao Yang was not prepared to sit and wait for death. The death card was not applicable here, and the bronze spear appeared in his hand.

The next moment, the ghost den and the modern sniper rifle combined again, and the rusty bronze spear flew out instantly and directly nailed to death one of the ghosts scattering wedding money.

"Success."

At the same time, Cao Yang himself also hid under the blood water. This behavior was also an adventure for him, but compared to facing the entire wedding procession, this danger was nothing at all. And to some extent, the blood water was his home court.

A dark shadow attached to Cao Yang's body, as if he was wearing a ghost coat. Cao Yang walked freely under the blood. At the same time, he had a pair of old-fashioned scissors in his hand.

I don't know if this thing has been buried in the mud for a long time. The black stains on it are lingering and I can't tell whether it is rust or something that shouldn't be stained.

The strangest thing is the handle of the scissors, which is wrapped with dense circles of black hair, and the roots of some hair are even connected to the scalp.

"The Ghost Scissors are the same as the Hatchet. Triggering the medium is one way to use it. It can also be used directly without triggering the medium. It's just that the way the cost explodes is different."

Cao Yang was holding the scissors, and the dirt on the scissors was disappearing bit by bit. He knew that the ghost blood could wash away the curse on the ghost scissors, so he chose the ghost scissors instead of the more ferocious bronze sword.

But... the revival of the blood became more intense, which made Cao Yang understand something.

"The curse that was washed away did not disappear, but became part of the blood, but this in disguise increased my burden."

The fact has already happened, and Cao Yang can only accept it passively. He dare not use the bronze sword. The spiritual cost of node dismemberment is too high, and he cannot bear the danger of being dismembered.

In contrast, the Demon Scissors should also have the ability to dismember, and he is sure that he can accept the cost of using the scissors.

"Cut off your legs and sink them all into the bloody water."

(End of this chapter)