Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 308 Ghost Holding Breath

There is a reason why Cao Yang said this.

It's very simple. This seemingly inconspicuous white candle can alleviate or even suppress the erosion caused by the instincts of evil spirits. It is simply a blessing for aliens!
Of course, the white candle is an extremely magical item for the ghost riders who have not yet become aliens. If compared with another magical item, the white candle can be regarded as Gu Cheng's fortune stick, and it is a fortune stick stick that only draws raw fortune sticks.

Simply put, while the candle is burning, the ghost rider will not be killed by supernatural powers. No matter how much he stimulates his own evil ghost to revive, he will not die. He can even use and develop his own supernatural powers to the extreme.

It is a pity that such a good thing is left here. Even if the captains are really at the end of their rope, they can make a final and most extreme effort with this candle, and maybe a miracle will happen.

"Wait, Captain?"

The smile on Bai Ru's face froze instantly, and his expression soon became somewhat unnatural.

"Did I not make myself clear enough?"

"Captain Cao Yang of the headquarters has come to investigate and handle the supernatural events that occurred in Baiyu Village. I am honored to tell you that this candle shop has been listed. If nothing unexpected happens, I will close it down immediately. As the shopkeeper, you will also be held accountable by me."

Cao Yang cleared his throat and repeated it in a clear and loud voice.

"No, that's not it. I, Bairu, have been operating with integrity for decades. What right do you have to seal it up just like that?"

Bai Ru was a little flustered, his face turned visibly red, and he was obviously going to argue with Cao Yang.

"That's right. Mr. Bai is honest and law-abiding, unlike some unscrupulous merchants who charge exorbitant fees. You also know that the modern supernatural has only been revived for a short time, and the overall environment is not very good. Many ordinary ghost hunters can't even take out a dollar."

"As the official organization of the Ghost Hunters, our headquarters naturally has to consider the majority of people. So many mouths depend on us for their lives. Boss Bai, your candle smells so good."

Cao Yang paced in the shop, looking at the various white candles with interest.

"How about this, Boss Bai, if you bring in money to join the team, I'll make an exception and ask the deputy director to promote you to captain. The captain is like me, with almost no constraints and the power to act first and report later, and to have the power of life and death."

"Well, what do you think, Mr. Bai?"

Bai Ru did not respond, but his face had turned red and even a little purple, which was obviously not normal.

"Captain Cao? You are so arrogant. Do you really think that I, Bai Ru, am a weak businessman? Although I am a kind person, I also know a little bit of fighting."

"Do you know why our candles are so effective but no one has ever had any bad intentions towards them? Perhaps Captain Cao can guess what the ingredients of our candles are. Maybe you can come up with something."

He didn't open his mouth, but his voice came out. And his voice was no longer as flattering and fawning as before, but revealed a kind of coldness and threat.

"Captain Cao is young, but I didn't expect that his heart is even darker than an old man like me. No wonder the talent in the spiritual world is dwindling and the ghost masters are so poor. It turns out that their resources have been seized by you guys who are more cruel than ghosts."

"Although I am honest and upright, I met a black-hearted guy like you today. I, Old White, will enforce justice for once and eliminate evil from this world. I will also let you, a young boy, know what it means to respect your elders."

Bai Ru's expression became even weirder. He closed his mouth tightly and his whole face turned the color of liver, as if he was going to suffocate himself at any time.

Not only that, his old face quickly showed a blue-black corpse spot, and his flesh and blood were also rotting and necrotizing. Some special supernatural power was affecting everything around him. The ghost was holding his breath. This was the ghost controlled by Bai Ru. It was extremely terrifying. Anyone who was anchored by this attack would suffocate to death. This kind of attack would not be interrupted under normal circumstances, unless the opponent resisted it, or Bai Ru himself could not hold on and died first.

But Bai Ru is the owner of a candle shop, and only God knows how many candles he has to consume.

It’s not that some people had thought about robbing the candle shop before, but they were not strong enough and could not beat Bai Ru in the breath-holding competition, so they suffocated themselves to death and were made into new white candles after their death.

Cao Yang was also suffering from the attack of suffocation. The ghost seemed to appear out of thin air inside his body, as if a swollen corpse had blocked his trachea, making it completely impossible to breathe.

Moreover, the corpse continued to expand and squeeze outward, as if it was trying to force its way out of the person's throat.

Like Bai Ru, Cao Yang's face suddenly turned red, and then quickly turned purple and black. The flesh on his face was rotting, and corpse spots were appearing.

"Pfft-!"

However, at this moment, Bai Ru, who was holding his breath to the point that his eyeballs were almost popping out, suddenly fell to the ground. An extremely terrifying and heavy corpse directly crushed him, and he was forced to exhale the breath he had been holding.

At the same time, a string of dense black hair and a pale head were spit out.

"You have no moral principles--!"

Bai Ru, who was crushed by the human-pressing ghost, screamed. He knew very well how much energy the breath-holding ghost consumed when used in conjunction with the white candle. He just didn't expect to meet a freak like Cao Yang today, who broke the rules of the breath-holding competition and even crushed himself.

"Oh my, your last name is Cao, right? You are done. I will curse your whole family."

Bai Ru, who was lying on the ground, did not surrender. Instead, he attacked left and right, and under great pressure, he took out two white candles that had been lit at some point, and pointed them directly in the direction of Cao Yang.

"People light candles, ghosts burn incense. Don't think I have no other options."

Bai Ru gritted his teeth and threatened viciously.

Cao Yang's complexion was recovering rapidly, but the corpse spots and rotten flesh could not be restored in a short time, which also proved the degree of horror of the breath-holding ghost.

"Boss Bai, join the headquarters, and I don't care about what happened before. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Your attack is not painful to me. In other words, I am absolutely sure that I can defeat you, while you may not be able to hurt me even if you try your best."

"Of course, you can think I'm joking and continue to fight me to the end, but fighting with the captain is a capital crime outside. Not only will you be wanted worldwide, but you will also be surrounded and killed by other captains."

"Based on that attack just now, I can definitely conclude that you are trying to challenge the entire headquarters, and I can also choose to kill you on the spot."

Under Cao Yang's deliberate control, the gray-white ghost den is spreading and diffusing at an even and slow recovery, and the outline of a modern building is gradually emerging.

"If you can withstand this attack from me, why not give you a few candles?"

Bai Ru gritted his teeth, and the flames of the two candles in his hands expanded instantly, and the white candle became much shorter. Some kind of supernatural attack had been triggered.

(End of this chapter)