Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 451 "Waving is not goodbye, but Captain, you still need to practice"

“The time has come.”

Cao Yang and Yang Jian were standing side by side. They both adjusted their positions at this moment, but the captain fell straight down. The position where he stood corresponded to the patio of the ancient house, and the body of the evil ghost fell right into the middle of the ancient house.

This place is like a cage. No matter whether it is a human or a ghost, there is no possibility of leaving.

The captain's dead eyes moved slightly, and he looked towards the lobby of the old house. There was an old, black armchair, and on the chair sat a tall but skinny corpse, an old man whom Cao Yang and Yang Jian both respected and feared.

Bah——!
A strange sound suddenly rang out. It was the sound of the old armchair rubbing against the ground. However, this also meant that the corpse sitting on the chair was moving at this moment, or even reviving, and its target was the captain who had fallen into the ancient house.

"Ghosts and spirits are not allowed to enter."

Cao Yang and Yang Jian stood on the roof of the ancient house and saw a sentence tattooed on the clothes of the corpse through the patio.

"While the captain is holding Zhang Dong back, I need some time to enter the ancient house and find a ghost."

Yang Jian rubbed his sore eyes and said to Cao Yang seriously. He knew very well that this opportunity might only come once, because there were not many ghost riders or evil spirits in the entire spiritual world who could survive a minute under Zhang Dong.

"You don't have much time. The confrontation between Zhang Dong and the captain, the top spirits, won't last long. If the situation is not right, I will release some ghosts to buy you some time."

Cao Yang picked up the carrying pole again. Although he was not clear about Yang Jian's purpose, he chose to respect Yang Jian's choice. There were many evil spirits imprisoned in the cargo box. If they were all released, it would at least buy some time.

Then, Cao Yang pointed his palm and a grayish and cold aura directly invaded Yang Jian's consciousness without even alerting the vicious dog.

"This is a tracking spirit. If you get lost in the old house, you can use it to reversely locate my location. In addition, you can use the tumbler I gave you last time. That thing can ensure that the spirit in your body will not lose balance for a certain period of time, but the price is that you will die after it stops shaking."

Cao Yang explained patiently.

"It's just a fatal attack. You won't die even if you resist it."

Yang Jian didn't waste any time and directly used his ghost to invade the tumbler. Some strange connection was created between the two. A cold breath suddenly flowed through Yang Jian's whole body like a tide, and then quickly faded away.

"Thank you."

Then, Yang Jian jumped down from the patio.

At this moment, the captain had been spotted by Zhang Dong. The moment he saw the corpse, his stiff body subconsciously took a few steps back, as if he was frightened.

Yang Jian’s joining allowed the captain to lock on to the target again. The evil ghost instinct began to gradually suppress its not-so-much living consciousness.

However, at this moment, dull footsteps sounded, and Zhang Dong, who was sitting on a chair in the lobby, walked towards the captain. In his eyes, the captain and Yang Jian were both intruders, and they were existences that violated taboos and should be wiped out, but the captain was more terrifying and had a higher priority.

The captain took a few steps back and stood there motionless, as if he was lost in some kind of thought. He did not choose to escape. Perhaps in his eyes, Zhang Dong was just an evil ghost without any information. Although he was very scary, he was not bad after all.

Then, a dramatic scene appeared. After a brief confrontation between the evil ghost instinct and the wisdom of living people, the captain's evil ghost instinct prevailed, and at this time, it also took a step and walked towards Zhangdong.

"What a two-way run."

Cao Yang lay on the roof, observing the situation inside the ancient house through the patio, like a thief. At this time, Yang Jian had already entered the ancient house, and his target was the evil spirit that could only turn people into shadows.

However, after Zhang Dong revived, he would indiscriminately attack any evil spirits. Yang Jian speculated that the ghost might have been eliminated by Zhang Dong, and needed to trigger the rules himself or provide the corresponding medium to appear again.

"Let me trigger the pattern of that ghost."

Yang Jian knew very well that he didn't have much time, so he directly used the power of making a wish. It was an insignificant wish, and the erosion could be ignored.

The wish was fulfilled. A dim light suddenly lit up behind Yang Jian. Under the light, Yang Jian's shadow appeared on the wall.

Of course, that was just the shadow of Yang Jian's body. The real Yang Jian was essentially a ghost.

soon.

A certain pattern was triggered, and a blurry shadow appeared on the wall. As soon as the shadow appeared, Yang Jian's body began to become distorted and blurred, and he was actually being pulled by a supernatural force, as if to turn him into a blurry projection.

"It can forcefully drag people and ghosts into a two-dimensional plane and turn them into a projection. It can also devour evil spirits to increase the number of projections. If it were placed in a city outside, this would be another genuine S-level supernatural event."

Yang Jian recalled what happened in the old house. There was no doubt that the horror level of this ghost had reached Class A or even higher. However, with the coffin nails, as long as it was a physical ghost, most situations could be easily dealt with.

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"Wait until it's fully formed."

On the other side, the captain and Zhang Dong were already very close. It was an intelligent ghost that could avoid and circumvent the rules and take the initiative.

The captain's dead glasses turned slightly, and then a thick darkness spread like a hole. At the same time, the shadow of the ghost ship appeared behind the captain, and blue sea water continued to seep out from under its feet, as if it could summon the ghost ship to invade this old house at will.

A light mist began to float in the silent old house. The mist spread and enveloped, constantly eroding every corner here. In the mist, an old ship was sailing against the wind and waves, and it seemed that it would come into reality at any time.

However, when the darkness was about one meter away from Zhang Dong, it could no longer advance at all, as if there was an invisible wall of air beside him, isolating all supernatural powers.

Behind the captain, the ghost ship was not as big as the real ghost ship, but more like a smaller version. The dilapidated ghost ship actually made a dull roar at this moment, riding on the blue sea water that seeped out, the ship staggered and crashed into Zhangdong.

In the captain's opinion, there is nothing in the spiritual world that can fight against the ghost ship. Whether it is a ghost or a ghost rider, they will be torn apart and crushed in front of the ghost ship.

But when the old man who had long been dead in front of him raised his hand, an incomprehensible and strange scene appeared.

The mist that invaded the entire ancient house was disappearing rapidly, as if it had been wiped out by something. And not only the mist, but also the ghost ship in the mist was the same. It was unable to invade the ancient house at all and was also disappearing rapidly.

The abnormality that had just appeared in the ancient house disappeared completely in an instant.

"Waving isn't saying goodbye to you, it's saying you still need to practice, Captain."

On the roof, Cao Yang was enjoying this wonderful scene with relish.

(End of this chapter)