Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 159: People Occupy the Ghost Nest
"Did these two teams send the wrong person? The sedan chair carrying the bride is not the bride at all, and the coffin carried by the funeral procession is..."

Lin Ye turned his head as if he had been electrocuted. The unstable coffin lid had not been opened yet. It was hard to imagine how much resentment the ghost in the coffin had.

But he did not find any trace of Cao Yang. It seemed that the other party was hiding in a den of ghosts and waiting to die.

"There's no point in keeping the ghost cave open to stimulate the resurrection of evil spirits."

Lin Ye frowned slightly, he thought Cao Yang had hidden in the den of ghosts and deliberately concealed his figure. But this was not the case, Cao Yang certainly would not easily accept his fate, he had decided to fight to the death again.

After cheering up again, his thoughts were extremely clear. It was ridiculous that he placed his last hope on the ghost peddler. The transaction date on the human skin list was forcibly changed to 0, which meant that he had to make the transaction immediately. Under normal circumstances, the ghost peddler would appear by his side within three minutes.

Cao Yang held the ghost scissors in his hand. Through them, he determined that the cursed line as thick as a finger connected to his body came from the ghost peddler, because the line had just vibrated violently.

A drizzle was falling. No, it didn't seem to be rain, but turbid and smelly corpse fluid. Even Cao Yang's ghost body was corroded. However, this degree of corrosion was not a threat, so Cao Yang didn't care.

"Coffin, sedan chair!"

Cao Yang's heart suddenly trembled. He had been under too much pressure since he embarked on this journey. He had never faced dangers of this magnitude and quantity. This also caused him to be extremely nervous all the time, and he ignored some details.

"Lin Ye, Zhao Tong, get in the sedan!"

Cao Yang opened his ghost cave and directly transferred the two people to his side.

"team leader!"

Zhao Tong was delighted. It seemed that Cao Yang had recovered. There was still hope. The seventeen forks in the road were approaching very slowly. It was estimated that there was still a distance of three or four meters.

"Get into the sedan chair. That should be the only safe place."

"What about you, Captain?"

"I have my own plan. If I'm lucky, I will lie in that coffin. Life and death are determined by fate. If I really die, the coffin should be able to suppress the ghost in my body and will not bring any danger to you."

As he spoke, Cao Yang pushed the two men and stuffed them into the small wedding sedan. It was very uncomfortable for two grown men to be squeezed in the blood-red sedan, not to mention that the sedan was probably also a real ghost.

The sedan was very small and could only accommodate one woman, but at this moment Cao Yang forced two strong men into it. The strange thing was that the sedan did not deform.

"The interior of the sedan seems to be a special closed ghost den."

Cao Yang didn't think too much about it. The sedan was completely unaffected by the rain of corpse fluid, which was enough to show that the sedan was not simple. There might be special dangers hidden in the sedan, but Cao Yang didn't have time to take it slow. He had no choice.

"The next step is to open the coffin. The transaction is minor, but staying alive is more important."

The blood river that looked like an endless abyss surged around Cao Yang, and the corpse fluid that fell on the blood river emitted wisps of black smoke. Cao Yang flashed and appeared next to the coffin, holding the rusty bronze spear in his hand. The thin ghost shadow also attached to the surface of his body, forming a special ghost coat.

"Huh~!" There is danger in the coffin, there is no doubt about it. Cao Yang doesn't want to be killed the moment he opens the coffin, so this preparation is necessary.

This pitch-black coffin was made of solid wood, and on one end of the coffin a huge word "甸" was written in pale white paint.

"Red coffins are used to bury people, black coffins are used to bury ghosts. I wonder if this coffin came from the coffin shop in Taiping Ancient Town."

Cao Yang no longer hesitated and opened the heavy coffin lid. At the same time, the bronze spear in his hand flew out instantly and pierced directly into the center of the coffin.

"Den!"

With a muffled sound, the bronze spear seemed to have pierced into nothingness. It sounded like it had pierced directly into the bottom of the coffin. In other words, there was no ghost in the coffin... or rather, the ghost was on the coffin lid!

Cao Yang's face changed, and the coffin lid slipped out of his hand. A female ghost wearing a blood-red wedding dress, a red veil on her head, with a slender figure and pale skin broke free from the coffin lid.

What Cao Yang was most concerned about was the ghost's hands, no, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call them claws. Those hands were extremely pale, without a trace of blood, thin and shriveled, and the nails on the fingers were long and sharp, like a sharp knife, flashing a frightening cold light in the dim environment.

"It seems that you are the real ghost bride. It's just that by mistake, that ugly woman in a black raincoat took over your wedding sedan and killed your relatives. You should seek revenge on her."

Cao Yang didn't care whether the female ghost could understand him or not. He used the ghost's mouth to pick up the coffin lid again, and then prepared to lie down in the coffin.

At this moment, the rain of corpse fluid in the air suddenly began to sway violently, as if it was affected by something. Before Cao Yang turned around, he heard a burst of singing coming over.

Ghost show!

Not only the ghost show, the road behind him suddenly became dark, and a very tall and wide black wall seemed to block out all the light. Cao Yang clearly saw many human-shaped graffiti painted on the wall, just like the ghost shadow puppet incident in Da'an City.

But there are not only human figures on this wall, there are also many strangely shaped and hideous outlines of evil spirits. Obviously, those are real ghosts.

On the far right, the three coffins were opened at some point, and three terrifying voices were gradually approaching. The ghost on the left was holding a lantern that glowed blood red, the ghost in the middle was wearing a long robe, and was throwing colorful things that looked like ghost money on the road, and the ghost on the right was hunched over and skinny, looking like an octogenarian.

Cao Yang looked back again. There were more or less evil ghosts scattered on each of the seventeen forks in the road ahead. They were so densely packed that an ordinary ghost rider would probably be scared to death by such a number of ghosts.

"boom!"

Are you kidding? There are so many ghosts that any action at this time may trigger the pattern and get attacked. Cao Yang decided to go all out and lay directly in the coffin. He closed the lid and held it tightly from the inside with both hands to prevent it from being opened.

The moment the coffin lid was closed, all light and sound disappeared. The coffin seemed to isolate everything from the outside. Cao Yang could only barely hear his own faint breathing, because the heart of this body had already stopped beating.

Outside, as the coffin lid closed, everything seemed to be paused. No matter which direction, the ghosts on the forked road no longer approached. The wedding procession and the funeral procession split again, and the two groups of people, one red and one white, lifted the wedding sedan and the coffin respectively, and once again embarked on a road of no return.

Among the seventeen forked roads, a bridge made of yellow paper suddenly appeared in the distance of one of the roads, and two dim but extremely penetrating beams of light shone from the blurry and hazy distance.

(End of this chapter)