Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 162 Three feet of white silk
In the memory world, Lin Ye's consciousness is on the verge of life and death. The ghost slave actively triggers the law. Although the ghost that appears has less than one-tenth of the supernatural powers of the source ghost, it is not something that Lin Ye, an ordinary person, can deal with.

"Lin Ye, find a way to get rid of this ghost. The top floor of the building is my office. There is some gold there, which can be used to imprison the evil ghost. Or you can try to control this spirit. It's your choice."

Cao Yang's voice echoed in the air. Just now, in order to keep Lin Ye's consciousness hanging, he had to let Lin Ye become the person who triggered the law and was anchored by the ghost. However, in this way, he would not be able to restore his consciousness. Lin Ye must get rid of the ghost.

"It's the captain's voice."

Lin Ye was delighted. Since it was not a dead end and there was a way to break it, it would be easy to deal with.

"The rule of a ghost is to recall its image. Remember, it is specific. Every ghost is different. If you want to control this ghost, you must remember its image..."

Cao Yang wanted to say something, but his voice stopped abruptly, because he couldn't let his consciousness go too deep into the memory world, otherwise his consciousness would also be trapped in it. Cao Yang didn't know what would happen then, but it would not be a good thing anyway.

"Is that so... It's definitely too late to look for gold, so we can only try to control this ghost."

Lin Ye's expression changed slightly, and he looked up at Gui Caoyang. The other party's eyes were empty and numb, and the colors on his body were extremely bright, as if they were painted with ink.

"Remember the image of a ghost. If I also recall the image of this ghost and trigger its pattern, what will happen? Will an identical ghost appear? No, it's impossible. There are absolutely no two identical ghosts in the world."

After a brief thought, Lin Ye began to act. He wanted to actively trigger the ghost's rules and then escape from this strange building.

At the same time, in reality, Zhou Deng started wandering around again, looking around, obviously thinking about how to get the best deal.

A total of six ghosts and seven ghost riders got off the bus. Three of them triggered the law and were killed. Then the ghosts began to wander around, and the survivors came to Cao Yang. They all heard that Cao Yang was the captain of the headquarters and his strength was absolutely beyond doubt. If they followed him, they would have a chance to survive.

This is indeed the case. Cao Yang does not intend to let these ghosts continue to wander around. Wandering means that the ghosts may continue to kill people at any time. No matter what the consideration is, it is better to get rid of the ghosts before he can feel at ease.

"Oh, a tall tree attracts the wind, and the weak rely on the strong. I understand that, but I have no obligation to provide you with shelter. You have to fight for your own chance to survive. Come with me to deal with those ghosts, or don't blame me for being petty and blocking the bus to prevent you from getting on."

Hearing this, the group of people couldn't help but shudder, and their faces instantly turned ugly, but under pressure from Cao Yang, they had no choice but to split into two teams and bite the bullet and try to restrain those ghosts.

Cao Yang snorted coldly, and the bronze spear was already in his hand. Zhao Tong was also ready to fight the ghost at any time.

The next moment, the bronze spear flew out instantly, and a ghost covered with smelly mud was nailed to the ground. Although it was still struggling, it could not get rid of the bronze spear that pierced its forehead.

The bottomless river of blood suddenly surged up, and many pale and cold hands emerged from the water. There were several real ghosts hiding in it, all trying to drag more people and ghosts into the water and sink them forever.

The bronze spear was taken away. The evil ghost still wanted to struggle, but Cao Yang stepped him into the water and he sank completely.

On the other side, Zhou Deng was studying how to use the white cloth. He used three pieces of white cloth to tie a rope loop and put it around the neck of a ghost. Then the ghost was hung up by an invisible strange force, and the rope loop made of white cloth tightened instantly, leaving a deep dent on the ghost's neck.

However, what excited Zhou Deng the most was that the hung evil ghost couldn't even resist, as if all the supernatural powers in its body were suppressed.

"This is a good thing. It can even hang ghosts. I would like to call it a three-foot white silk. It seems that God still favors me, Chegwarden."

Zhou Deng looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand to feel for something on the evil ghost's body without any scruples, obviously addicted to taking advantage of it. At the same time, Zhao Tong also restrained a ghost very smoothly. The rotten mud directly wrapped the ghost into a clay sculpture, and the evil ghost fell into the yellow mud swamp and became motionless.

However, the team of ghost riders were not so lucky. They all boarded the bus to ease their recovery. Before they had been on the bus for long, they encountered the most dangerous situation of ghosts blocking the bus. The restlessness of the revived evil spirits in their bodies was still intense, which also led to their casualties.

"Ugh."

Cao Yang sighed helplessly. It turned out that he still couldn't rely on others. They were just a bunch of poor people who had to rely on the bus to survive.

The blood river surged, and another ghost was sunk under the water. After dealing with this ghost, Cao Yang once again felt the agitation of the blood river's revival. Compared to the last time, the agitation of the blood river's revival this time was not as violent and was still within the tolerable range.

"It is indeed convenient to sink ghosts in the blood river, but compared to using the blood river's spiritual power to kill ordinary people or ghost riders, sinking ghosts will obviously stimulate the blood river's revival to a greater extent."

With the experience from last time, Cao Yang was also able to make some analysis of the situation in the Blood River. It was right to use Zhao Tong to help share the recovery. In this case, he could also inject some of the blood into Lin Ye's body again.

As soon as he said it, Lin Ye in the memory world has been trying to control the supernatural powers of a small number of memory ghosts. To some extent, this is also helping Cao Yang share the burden of reviving the memory ghosts, but the memory ghosts have long been in a state of freeze.

"Gurgle~"

Smelly and sticky blood was flowing into Lin Ye's limbs and bones. Although the ghost in his body had died, it did not prevent him from helping Cao Yang share the burden of recovery. Moreover, the existence of the blood was more beneficial than harmful to him, so it was not a bad thing.

Soon, about ten percent of the derived blood was transferred into Lin Ye's body. This part of the blood could be completely suppressed by the corpse-driving ghost and the curtain-pulling ghost, and even Lin Ye himself did not need to worry about the problem of revival.

"The agitation caused by the blood water revival has eased a lot. I feel like it won't be a problem to sink three more ghosts."

Cao Yang re-examined his own condition: Although the numerator of the blood river has been growing, the denominator is also growing. Now there are two people helping him share the recovery. In this way, the restlessness shared by himself is much less, and he can continue to use the magical power of the blood.

"In essence, Lin Ye and Zhao Tong are already my ghost slaves. The ghost riders and ordinary people who died under the blood water have helped me to share the burden of resurrection to a certain extent. However, using blood water to imprison real ghosts still brings too much burden. It seems that I need to consider it carefully in the future."

About five minutes later, the surroundings became dead silent again. All the ghosts that got off the bus were restrained. Zhou Deng grinned and laughed wildly, obviously he had grabbed something good again.

In comparison, the group of ghost riders who were trying to survive were in much more miserable shape. They huddled together for warmth, with a lingering and thick aura of death on their bodies. The confrontation just now had consumed them greatly, and the condition that had been temporarily relieved by the bus had worsened again.

"Captain Cao Yang, we have restrained these two ghosts."

The leader's face looked normal, but he had lost one hand, so he had to use the other hand to signal Cao Yang.

"Would you like to consider turning them all into my ghost slaves?"

Cao Yang's expression changed slightly, and a very bold idea came to his mind.

(End of this chapter)