Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 52 Darkness
At half past seven, Zhou Zheng's position moved, but it was moving at an extremely slow speed.

"So, is the action about to begin?"

Cao Yang was actually somewhat excited. He was about to witness Yang Jian's debut. Although he was not a Yang fan, this feeling was indescribable.

"Zhou Zheng didn't drive, he walked there."

Cao Yang made this judgment based on the positioning speed.

But it was true, Zhou Zheng was walking on the road with a somewhat stiff step. He was wearing a gray coat, wrapping his whole body tightly, and a mask on his face, knowing that it was a hot day.

But even so, the coat could not hide his thin body and strangely bulging belly. His whole body was always filled with a lingering coldness and death, coupled with his bloodshot eyes, which made people feel inexplicably scared at a glance.

"Dachang No. 7 Middle School, here we are."

Zhou Zheng looked up and found that he had reached his destination.

Suddenly, as if sensing some danger, Zhou Zheng looked sharply in a certain direction, but there was nothing there. There was only a lot of traffic and the nightlife had just begun.

"Ghosts cannot be killed."

"Let's not talk about it for now. There's a situation."

This alertness made Zhou Zheng feel uneasy. The ghost rider's sixth sense was usually not without reason. This might be some kind of sign, just like spider sense.

"From a humanitarian perspective, I don't recommend you do this. Danger and instability should be nipped in the bud, but you chose to observe further."

"So, by sending it to me now, does that mean Zhou Zheng has already put their ideas into action?"

"Professor Wang, this is the conversation between Zhou Zheng and Zhao Kaiming that I intercepted. Please listen to it."

There was some amusement in Wang Xiaoming's eyes, and he was trying to guess Cao Yang's psychology.

"Is it my illusion? I always feel like something dangerous is approaching."

Cao Yang forwarded the recording of the call.

In a class at Dachang No. 7 Middle School, Zhou Zheng was giving a lecture, and written on the blackboard were the three most classic sentences:

Wang Xiaoming accurately captured the key words in the recording, and he was puzzled by Cao Yang's concealment.

"We can't be sure yet. Zhou Zheng has entered Dachang No. 7 Middle School. If we follow his progress, he should first popularize the three laws of evil spirits. No one can prove whether he will treat human life as nothing and let the ghost baby in his belly run wild. We will know only after it happens."

Cao Yang's expression became solemn. He sensed the presence of the supernatural. The ghost carrying a human and the gravity ghost were warning him that something dangerous was approaching.

"How credible are the words of two mentally unstable ghost riders?"

"Tomorrow? That means you had already obtained the recording yesterday, but you didn't tell me right away."

"Looks like I have to speed up."

"It's about to begin."

Zhou Zheng turned around and walked into No. 7 Middle School.

In a shop opposite No. 7 Middle School, Cao Yang watched Zhou Zheng walk in.

"Only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

"See the patterns of ghosts."

However, outside the classroom stood an old man in a black gown, his face covered with corpse spots and his eyes dead and empty. Around the old man, it was pitch black, without a single ray of light. The lights in the corridor seemed to have been completely extinguished, and a thick darkness was rapidly encroaching into the classroom like mercury.

"demon?!"

Zhou Zheng had sensed the danger, but it was too late. The den had already formed. The lights in the classroom kept making a "sizzling" sound, as if they would go out in the next second. The wall was peeling off and aging and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All of this was seen by Cao Yang who was outside the school. In his eyes, the entire No. 7 Middle School was shrouded in a thick darkness. It was obvious that the knocking ghost had arrived.

"Dachang No. 7 Middle School is covered by an unknown ghost cave. The location shows that Zhou Zheng is still inside."

"It can't be Zhou Zheng's ability. He doesn't have ghosts. It must be a supernatural event."

"If you have the ability to solve it, I hope you can do it. After all, the final reward for this mission is also determined by your actions. If you can solve a ghost in a den of evil, your contribution will definitely be more than enough to exchange for one or two ghost candles."

Wang Xiaoming said firmly.

"If Zhao Jianguo said this, I might not believe it, but it is very credible coming from you, Professor Wang. I can try, but I can't guarantee a solution."

Cao Yang grinned. This was exactly what he had been waiting for. The work could be done, but the reward must not be reduced.

"It's time to act. If I remember correctly, Yang Jian opened the third level of the ghost den at 5:30 in the morning and escaped from the school. So I just need to implement the ghost-luring plan a little earlier."

Cao Yang was not in a hurry. He just quietly moved away from No. 7 Middle School. The den of the knocking ghost even covered the Hongfa Temple. He was so close to it now. It would be terrible if he was implicated.

"Old Luo is catching cicadas, Cao Yang is following behind. I, Cao Yang, will accept the credit for today."

On a high-rise building two streets away from Dachang No. 7 Middle School, Cao Yang was staring coldly at the school shrouded in darkness.

"The waters of Dachang City are very deep. There is the Xiaoqiang Club, the ghost blood Yan Li, Huanggang Village and the master of the ghost eye. Yan Li is not a bad person. Even if we want to steal the ghost blood, we have to wait for his ghost to revive and die. After returning from this mission, we have to prepare to attack He Tianxiong, and then steal the ghost blood."

Cao Yang was thinking while keeping an eye on the time.

At five o'clock in the morning, a faint glow appeared in the sky, which seemed to indicate that light was about to come.

"Cao Yang, what's the situation now? Zhou Zheng reported this incident a few hours ago, and from his words, the operator did not detect that he had any mental problems. On the contrary, he chose to fight the ghost to the end."

Wang Xiaoming's voice came from the phone. He knew that it took time for the Ghost Hunter to handle the incident and he must not be disturbed.

"Maybe he has a change of heart, or maybe he is just an upright person. Zhou Zheng may be dead. His location is sometimes unclear and sometimes not. The ghost has affected the signal. That ghost is very scary."

"I already have a way, but it can't really restrict or imprison the evil spirit. I can only temporarily lead it away."

Cao Yang said expressionlessly.

"Okay, on behalf of headquarters, I allow you to proceed."

This is Cao Yanhua's voice.

"Then I took action."

Cao Yang hung up the phone and dialed Boss Liu's number instead.

"Senior, the operation can begin now. Don't listen to this audio. That ghost is very scary. Just lure it to the inn."

"Don't worry about me, Old Liu, who's in charge of the matter. What kind of scary ghosts have I not seen? No matter how scary it is, can it be compared to that evil painting and that lake? This ghost can have a good rest when he arrives at my inn. Just wait for good news from me. By the way, don't forget the promised reward, hehehe~"

(End of this chapter)