Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 390 Internal and external troubles
Dawu City is one of the most developed cities in the northwest of the country. Due to geographical factors, many foreigners also come to this city for various reasons.

At Beichuan Hotel, several strange-looking foreigners generously booked five or six luxury suites, spending extremely lavishly.

These foreigners exuded a cold aura, and the air around them suddenly dropped by several degrees, making people who approached them shiver.

Not only that, the attire of these foreigners is very unique, some dress like a missionary, some like an elegant gentleman, and the one in the lead has long hair, wears a white shirt and trousers, and looks like a down-and-out street performer. If you don't know, you might think they are a group of cos enthusiasts.

"Painter, isn't it a bit too ostentatious for us to stay in the hotel openly like this?"

The missionary did not speak, but his voice reached the painter's ears.

The painter said nothing, but silently winked at the other party, indicating that they could discuss the issue in the room.

……

"Dawu City is far away in the northwest of this country. The captain closest to us is in Dadachuan City, a full 2700 kilometers away. What does this mean?"

"It means that even if the enemy is arrogant enough to use ghosts to speed up the journey, it will take at least ten minutes for them to appear here. These ten minutes are enough for us to massacre this city several times."

Inside the suite, the painter's tone was very calm, without any emotional fluctuations, but every word he said showed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

"Where did Oveled go? I remember he came with us, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

The gentleman asked curiously, fiddling with his suit and top hat.

"He has his mission, but judging by the time, he should be back soon."

As the painter's voice fell, the chandelier in the room suddenly flickered violently several times, and even the sound of electric current was heard.

"It's just a chicken, and I have to do it myself. Next time I suggest letting someone who claims to be noble do it."

The missing knight appeared in the room out of nowhere, and his dull voice came from under the heavy metal armor, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction.

Clearly, he had a beef with someone in the room.

The knight was holding a corpse in his hand, with a dark red bone spear piercing through the chest. There was an expression of fear and disbelief on the corpse's face.

"One shot and one second?"

The gentleman shrank his neck. It was not difficult to judge from the expression of the corpse that the other party was most likely killed without any reaction. It was the bone gun that dealt the man a fatal blow.

"How about you try it instead?"

The knight threw the corpse on the ground and drew out his own magical weapon. The dark red bone spear was engraved with intricate patterns, which added a bit of weirdness and ominousness to the spear.

"Forget it then."

The gentleman shrugged angrily and said nothing more.

“Who is this person…?”

The missionary frowned slightly. He didn't believe that a king would be so idle as to randomly pick an ordinary person on the street and kill him. Even if the other party really did that, there was no need to bring the body back.

"The person in charge of Dawu City is Deng Jianian."

The painter nodded with satisfaction and pointed out the identity of the body.

"The Ark Project hasn't even started yet, and we've already lost two kings, one of whom is even Cowboy Simon."

"So, in order to ensure the feasibility of the plan as much as possible, we need to eliminate hidden dangers and threats in advance. Dawu City is the first stop, and then we will continue to advance towards the interior of the country. Any ghost riders we meet on the way will either surrender to the King's Organization or die."

Until this moment, the painter really revealed his plan: starting from Dawu City, with the four kings as the vanguard, to carve out a bloody path for the Ark Project in advance. As for why Dawu City was chosen, the answer was also very simple - the emperor was far away, and the tentacles of the headquarters and the captains could not reach that far.

"Rest for a night, our next stop will be Daxi City, and then Dalan City."

The painter waved his hand, and the other kings left one after another and returned to their own rooms.

A night without words——

Dahan City, Shuangqiao Town.

The fighting continued. Five Zhang Xianguangs faced six captains. Li Jun was killed in just one encounter, while Nie Yingping was at a disadvantage. Li Leping and Liu San were fighting desperately. Both sides wanted to end the fight as quickly as possible.

Shen Lin was hiding in a corner where no one noticed him. His eyes were like poisonous snakes in the darkness. He was waiting for an opportunity to kill Nie Yingping with one blow.

The tattoo on Nie Yingping's back bulged, forming another grayish-white self, leaving no blind spots in his vision. It was obvious that he was guarding against Li Leping.

is that useful?
the answer is negative.

Before entering the ghost painting world, Yang Jian gave Li Leping something, which was a ring. According to him, the effect of this ring was quite special. It could make it impossible for people around him to discover him, and the more rings he had, the less likely he would be discovered.

At this moment, Li Leping has already put on the ring. Although there are few living people around, there are many paper figures of Liu San, and the ring can still work.

Therefore, Li Leping's presence was reduced to the lowest level at once. If it was Nie Yingping himself, he might be able to notice it, but at this moment, it was the tattooed Nie Yingping who was on guard against Li Leping, and the ghost became completely blind.

Nie Yingping's cold and gloomy ghost den still exists, and the temperature inside the ghost den has dropped to a terrifying level. Ordinary people would probably be frozen to death instantly if they enter the ghost den.

But Li Leping and Liu San had long since become aliens, abandoning their living bodies. This coldness had no obvious effect other than making their limbs slightly stiff.

Nie Yingping held the slightly damaged old rattle in his hand, and a hideous and terrifying ghost face gradually appeared on the drum surface.

As the rattle shook, the ghost face opened its mouth and shrill howls and screams came out, making people feel creepy.

The rattle is a supernatural object and also Nie Yingping's supernatural weapon.

When the paper figure closest to it heard the scream, sticky black blood immediately flowed out of its eyes, mouth and nose. At the same time, the yellow paper on the paper figure seemed to be stimulated and began to loosen and peel off unconsciously.

In the darkness, the paper funeral procession came closer, and Nie Yingping rarely felt a sense of horror and fear.

"If you are targeted by these paper figures, you will definitely die!"

Nie Yingping looked around. The thirteen teams were all exactly the same, with no difference at all. The paper people were holding fire basins, carrying funeral banners, scattering paper money, and carrying coffins.

Yellow paper was flying all over the sky, as if paving the way for a grand funeral.

Nie Yingping did not give up, but randomly chose a direction. The rattle in his hand was like a sledgehammer, and it hit one of the paper figures holding the brazier directly.

At this moment, Li Leping also moved. The dual fatal supernatural powers of sleepwalking and looking for someone suddenly superimposed and erupted. At the same time, a cold, old, blue and black hand climbed up to Nie Yingping's face. There were six fingers on this hand!

Not only that, a strange person suddenly appeared in Nie Yingping's memory world, and many faces with different expressions were floating around him, and these faces were quickly eroding everyone in his memory.

Only half a minute had passed, and the only person left in the entire memory world was Nie Yingping, and a lantern that had never appeared.

"Don't be afraid, you won't die, you will just live again in a different way."

"Now, your identity belongs to me."

(End of this chapter)