Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 170 Commoner
Cao Yang came and went like the wind. Compared to Ye Zhen's embarrassment, he seemed much more relaxed.

"Boss, did you really lose to that Cao Yang?"

Awu was silent for a long time, and finally asked with some curiosity.

"Lose? Xiao Cao and I were just sparring with each other, there's no winning or losing, neither he nor I used our full strength."

Ye Zhen's expression was solemn, no longer as immature and arrogant as before.

"He is very special. He recognizes the God I mentioned and is a rare opponent. As for the hastily concluded competition, I heard a faint sound of wind chimes at the last moment. I think he was cursed and the evil spirit came to visit him."

As he spoke, Ye Zhen took a cup of hot milk and drank it.

Dahai City, urban area.

Russell was extremely busy. Some passers-by on the street died in extremely tragic ways. It was impossible to tell what caused the wounds. Even the surveillance footage showed that these people were walking fine and then died instantly without any warning.

There was no other way, Russell had to intervene, forcefully take over these casualties, and strictly block the news to try not to cause panic. The ghost riders and supernatural powers were not suitable to be fully exposed to the view of ordinary people yet.

Dajing City, headquarters.

Satellite images showed that the scarlet ghost den on the sea had completely disappeared, which meant that the fight between Cao Yang and Ye Zhen had come to an end.

On one side is the most loyal captain of the headquarters, and on the other side is Ye Zhen, the administrator of the supernatural forum who is known as "Asia's No. 1 Ghost Rider". Cao Yanhua naturally hopes that Cao Yang can win, but to be honest, he doesn't know much about the strength of his nephew, so he is very nervous.

"Cao Yang won... Although the picture is not very clear, the identities of the two people can still be identified. Ye Zhen was held in Cao Yang's hand, like a parent scolding a child!"

Shen Liang's tone was excited. Cao Yang really gave the headquarters a huge surprise. Even if it was true as Lin Ye said, that Ye Zhen and Cao Yang were just sparring with each other, but the victory settlement scene clearly showed that Cao Yang could easily suppress Ye Zhen. If this news were to spread, it would be enough to excite all the senior executives.

"Block the news and don't allow anyone to reveal the result. Insiders know that the two of them are sparring, but what about those who don't know the inside story? What will they think? We can't rule out the possibility of fanning the flames. If Cao Yang can beat Ye Zhen once, he can beat him the second and third time."

"If some dangerous elements come and add fuel to the fire, making the members of the Supernatural Forum feel insecure, who knows what they will do? You know, there are more than one administrator in the Supernatural Forum."

Although Cao Yanhua was excited, he suppressed his emotions and gave the order in a deep voice. Most ghost hunters are not in a normal mental state. If someone really whispered in the ears of the administrators of the supernatural forum, the supernatural forum might rebel. From the perspective of the overall situation, he would not allow this to happen.

"clear."

Shen Liang's expression changed slightly. Everyone in this conference room is an old hand and can understand this principle.

"If Wei Jing hasn't set off yet, don't bother him. Just ask him to protect Professor Wang."

Cao Yanhua gave one more instruction and then left the meeting room, but no one noticed the joy and pride that was hard to conceal on his face.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening. Dahai City, as the magic capital of China, had just begun its nightlife. The dazzling neon lights lit up this bustling city, presenting the most glamorous side of an international metropolis.

At the same time, in a cemetery in a bustling city, a strange figure flashed by, and it got closer with the sound of crisp wind chimes. The figure also stopped and stopped in front of a tombstone.

"It's still quieter in the cemetery."

That figure was Cao Yang, but this cemetery was not Fushou Garden, but an ordinary cemetery, nothing more. "Bang!"

A dull sound was heard in the dark and eerie cemetery, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

A coffin, so dark that it almost blended into the night. On one end of the coffin was written a huge, pale-red word "die in". It looked particularly creepy in the cemetery.

Opposite Cao Yang, the ghost peddler was standing there motionless, carrying his shoulder pole and cargo box, as if waiting for Cao Yang to deliver the goods.

"What will you give me for the fourth transaction?"

Cao Yang had been dealing with the ghost peddler for quite a long time, almost half a year, but his understanding of the ghost peddler was still too superficial, and he only managed to steal a string of wind chimes from him.

"The process of stealing the supernatural is a long and arduous journey."

At this moment, Cao Yang didn't want to waste time here. He just wanted to steal more supernatural things from the ghost peddler as quickly as possible, see the true face of this ghost thing, and... the truth of this world.

Cao Yang opened the coffin lid. The female corpse in the coffin had not yet woken up from its frozen state. The collision of the ghost bus was indeed fierce enough. The ghost seemed to be in a completely frozen state. He did not hide anything and directly picked up the female corpse and threw it at the ghost peddler.

The ghost peddler put down the cargo box, and his facial features could not be seen clearly on his head wrapped in black cloth. The blue-gray cloth clothes were already tattered and looked like broken threads barely forming a piece of clothing, revealing the ghost peddler's skinny and blackened flesh.

The female corpse, dressed in tattered cloth, was thrown at the peddler's feet by Cao Yang. As usual, the ghost peddler stretched out a shriveled hand to pick up the female corpse. His head wrapped in black cloth shook slightly, as if he was looking at and inspecting the goods.

"The collection was successful. The fierce ghost road almost wiped out my entire team. In order to imprison this female ghost, I experienced the most dangerous supernatural event since my debut."

When Cao Yang saw the ghost peddler stuff the female ghost into the cargo box with one corner slightly opened, he knew that the fourth transaction was completed. The next step was for Cao Yang to harmlessly receive the payment.

According to the conditions proposed in the first transaction, the ghost peddler had to use the supernatural powers he possessed as payment for each successful transaction thereafter. So after the second and third transactions, Cao Yang obtained the complete string of ghost-chasing wind chimes.

This time, the ghost peddler seemed to have already thought of what to use as payment. Although it was not known whether he was conscious or not, this time the ghost peddler did not hesitate or consider at all. He simply reached out and tore off the blue-gray cloth on his body.

The cloth was already worn out, and was covered with cracks, as if it had been cut by a knife. The thin lines at the cracks seemed to have life, constantly wriggling, and instinctively repairing the damage to the cloth.

"This blue-grey cloth is the most magical thing about the ghost peddler."

Cao Yang's expression moved slightly, and his sight fell on the ghost peddler's body. His skinny body and blackened flesh looked very similar to the ghost flesh on his own body. And that piece of cloth was somewhat similar to the ghost line he saw in the horror tattoo parlor. It was hard to say whether there was any connection between the two.

He reached out to take the cloth, and it felt cold and soft. It didn't feel like cloth, but more like some kind of leather, but it looked like cloth.

As soon as the cloth touched Cao Yang's body, it instantly became restless, and it took the initiative to be worn on Cao Yang's body, sticking tightly to his flesh, and then returned to calm.

"This is weird, this is really a ghost dress, but I don't know what the side effects are."

This cloth is very strange. It is no different from not wearing it, but it does exist, and Cao Yang did not notice anything unusual. Of course, the erosion of the body is not counted. This price is almost nothing for the ghost flesh.

The ghost peddler didn't care about Cao Yang's thoughts. After the transaction was completed, he picked up the shoulder pole and cargo box again, and staggered out of Cao Yang's sight.

(End of this chapter)