Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 345 Ye Zhen VS Paper Man
Unlike the dead Lin Bei, the living Lin Bei did not travel wantonly between the mirror and the spiritual place, but moved forward cautiously and gropingly.

However, Lin Bei did not encounter any obstacles, as if he was already very familiar with the world in the mirror, and he did not even accidentally bump into the mirror once.

"It is now basically confirmed that this spirit and I are puzzle pieces, and that my dead self is probably already merging with the source ghost, which is why I have this inexplicable sense of familiarity."

Lin Bei frowned, but still kept moving forward. With some means, he could roughly determine the location of another self, and now his primary goal was to reach that location.

"There is a deviation between illusion and reality. The supernatural land has created another me, but now I don't have this worry. The one who survived is me, the real Lin Bei. If I'm lucky enough, I can go one step further and steal the supernatural power of this ghost."

Near, very near.

Lin Bei could feel that the vague connection lingering in his heart was gradually becoming solid, and it seemed that he was only one step away from another corpse of himself.

In Zhongzhou City, the ghosts that leaked out of the Ghost Lake were quickly dealt with, but Li Jun's facial features had just been drawn and melted again, collapsing a little. Ah Hong had to touch up his makeup again to prevent Li Jun from losing control.

"In this case, the S-level Ghost Lake incident should be considered to have come to a successful conclusion. It seems that no S-level incident in global history has been resolved and handled so perfectly."

Yang Jian held the golden spear full of cracks and looked at Zhongzhou City which had returned to normal. He felt a sense of relaxation and relief in his heart.

"Now that the ghosts have been dealt with, Liu San, it's time for you and me to have a good fight."

Ye Zhen stepped on the ghost cave, standing in the air in a very flamboyant and arrogant manner. Under his feet, there was always a thick and deep black shadow, which looked somewhat similar to Yang Jian's ghost shadow.

"Fight? Ye Zhen, you are too naive. I won't hide anything now. The one standing in front of you is just a paper figurine of mine. If you can find the real me, I will risk my life to fight you. What do you think?"

Paper man Liu San said with a sneer. He had made a plan long ago. He was always extremely cautious and never showed his true self. Even the old look he had in the lake before was not his real self, so he was not afraid of Ye Zhen's challenge at all.

"Oh, if you are scared, then you are scared. Why bother looking for an excuse about the paper figurine's true form? I, Ye, have been in the spiritual circle for such a long time, and I have always behaved properly and always appeared in my true form. Unlike you, the paper figurine Liu San, who is sneaky and acts as if he cannot be seen in public."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen mocked him without any hesitation. Liu San was not angry, but just watched Ye Zhen's performance with deep affection and indifference.

"But I, Ye, will keep my word. Since I have said that I will fight you, even if you are just a paper figure, you must die in my hands today!"

At this moment, Ye Zhen said loudly, and then his ghost den directly covered over and directly rolled Liu San's paper man into the ghost den.

Suddenly, the dark and cold lake water surged up, creating waves. Before the waves hit the lake surface, they were completely frozen by another kind of supernatural power in the blink of an eye, and solidified in mid-air.

It was cold, a kind of coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and stung the soul and consciousness. The paper man felt that his thoughts and consciousness were becoming dull and slow, and even his reactions were half a beat slower.

"Liu San, don't look at anything inappropriate!"

Ye Zhen, wearing a pair of old leather shoes, appeared in front of the slow-moving paper man like a ghost. The sword that contained the evil spirit was facing Liu San's numb eyes.

After only a moment of staring at each other, the paper figure's eyes went blind. The already numb eyes suddenly became dull and lifeless, and the eyeballs were like broken porcelain, covered with cracks. However, the deadly ghost was still spreading, and it did not stop just because the paper figure's eyes were destroyed. Liu San's sallow face began to turn black, and the yellow paper on his head and upper body became loose and peeled off.

"Ye Zhen, do you think a paper man is so easy to bully?"

Although it was difficult to maintain its shape, the paper man seemed to have extremely strong vitality. It had not even died yet and was still talking.

Ye Zhen didn't say anything, but instead punched the paper man hard in the chest.

Instantly, a large piece of the yellow paper on the paper man's body peeled off, and the chest was sunken directly, but even so, the paper man was still alive. On the contrary, the flesh on Ye Zhen's fist rotted into a black color, and in an instant only bones were left.

Looking at the paper man again, it can no longer be called a paper man. What is exposed to the air is an old and cold corpse.

The old corpse's skin was dull, black and blue, with some corpse spots on it. It gave off a lingering corpse stench, as if a body that had been in the coffin for a long time was pulled out again, looking horrible and creepy.

"Is this the real Liu San? Or is this old corpse just a 'paper figurine' of Liu San in another sense?"

Outside the ghost den, after inheriting some of the supernatural powers of Shen Lin and Gui Hu, Yang Jian's ghost eyes became deeper and more strange, as if they were ready to suck people's consciousness in and melt it at any time.

At this moment, Yang Jian used his ghost eyes to see the scene in Ye Zhen's ghost den, and also saw the old corpse wrapped in the paper man.

"The new spirit controlled by Ye Zhen should be from Fushou Garden, that terrifying endless cemetery. Even a ghost eye cannot peek in for a long time, otherwise even a ghost eye will be invaded by the coldness or even frozen."

Thinking of this, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze. No matter how powerful Ye Zhen was today, he could only kill one of Liu San's paper figures at most, unless the two of them fought to the death, and then Ye Zhen would go all out to hunt down the real Liu San, but this possibility was not great.

At this moment, there was still half a piece of yellow paper left on the old corpse's face, on which was a rubbing of some of Liu San's facial features. The rest of the body was all the body of a real evil ghost. Ye Zhen's punch didn't even leave any mark on the old corpse.

"Among the many paper figures I made, this one is a very special one. In addition to the old corpse, it also possesses two other spiritual powers. It's just right that I will let you, Ye Zhen, enjoy them today."

There was no expression on the paper man's face. All we knew was that at this moment, the blind paper man and the old corpse opened their eyes at the same time. The pair of eyes that were pieced together were cloudy and empty, with no whites, only dark and deep pupils.

The ghost opened his eyes. This was a ghost controlled by Song Wenchen, a member of the Xuan Jing Club. Liu San killed Song Wenchen and made him into a paper man. His supernatural powers were also inherited and absorbed by the old corpse in the paper man's body.

Ye Zhen's expression changed slightly, and he twisted his wrist, using the sword to block his eyes directly, forcing the ghost residing in the sword to open his eyes and engage in a head-on confrontation.

But the paper man had more than one trick. As he opened his eyes, he slowly raised a blue and black arm. Ye Zhen suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if his life was connected to that arm.

At the same time, the paper man's third method was quietly unfolded. The other hand of his old corpse was holding a few pieces of tattered yellow paper. Soon, something that looked like a gold ingot was folded out and then thrown on the ground.

Ye Zhen, who was resisting, suddenly felt inexplicably dazed for a moment and looked at the ingot that was thrown out unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)