Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 55 Payment
Otsu City, Seaside Forest Park, Cao Yang drove here with the container holding the Ghost Armor, ready to try to use the Ghost Armor to lure the Ghost Peddler.

Before coming, he had instructed his liaison Hu Mingtao to temporarily block the area and lift the blockade after his return.

Cao Yang walked deep into the park and found a very secluded corner.

"I won't be able to rest easy until I complete the deal with the ghost peddler. As for Jing Qiao, I just need to follow Yang Jian's approach in the original novel. The evil ghost that looks like an ancient corpse looks very similar to the collection in BWG. I can ask the headquarters to help collect some information."

While thinking, Cao Yang had already opened the container. A cold breath instantly spread out from the container. The moment the restrictions were lifted, the ghost began to revive.

"The ghosts that the ghost peddler wants are all tough ones. This set of armor can isolate the ghosts from being affected, but it is definitely not just a simple function."

"Kengkeng!"

The heavy metal armor kept colliding, making dull sounds.

"After the Death Card cut off the mummy's head, the armor stopped moving. Does this mean that the Ghost Armor will only be revived if it is complete? If a part is missing, the armor will not be revived."

Cao Yang thought this idea was worth a try, so he turned the box upside down, and the armor inside fell out.

On the human skin list, the number 67 is obviously different in style from the pattern and seems to be able to be wiped off.

"Sure enough, when the armor is not in its complete state, it has almost no effect."

"It's dangerous to try to control it rashly, so how can we attract the peddler?"

Cao Yang observed for ten minutes and confirmed that the incomplete armor would not be revived. He took out the human skin list from his arms. It still showed the pattern of the ghost armor and a number: 67, which meant that there were still 67 days left for the transaction.

"This date seems to be modifiable..."

The transaction time limit has been changed from 67 days to 0 days, which is now!
“Ding Ding~!”

"Maybe with blood?"

The sound of the wind chimes seemed to have some kind of magic, and Cao Yang felt that his attention was drawn. When he came to his senses, he found that the surroundings were no longer the forest park, and the place where he was standing had become the muddy road that seemed to be made of piles of corpses, with a strong stench of corpses in the air.

Cao Yang bit his finger again, covered "67" with blood, and then wrote the number "0".

Cao Yang was hesitating.

“Ding Ding~!”

A strange thing happened. The original numbers gradually faded, and the zeros written in blood gradually replaced them.

Opposite Cao Yang, the ghost peddler was carrying a shoulder pole. His head wrapped in black cloth was still as still as a pool of stagnant water, making it impossible to see his face and facial features beneath the cloth.

"Try it. I've already got the goods. The peddler won't attack me if I can ensure the transaction can be completed."

Cao Yang took the death card in his hand and tried to rub off the number "67" by force, but the number seemed to be welded on and did not change at all.

The clear and melodious sound of wind chimes rang out, and the surroundings became dim at some point, as if the light was blocked.

"It's no use?"

The armor that fell to the ground showed no signs of revival except for emitting a strange and cold aura, which proved that Cao Yang's guess was correct.

"Want to try?"

"coming."

The ghost peddler slowly put down the carrying pole from his skinny shoulders, placed the two cargo boxes on the ground, and then stood there motionless.

"This isn't the first time I've dealt with this thing. As long as I can deliver the goods successfully, it won't make things difficult for me."

Cao Yang muttered to himself, while carrying the container and the pieces of armor he had brought with him, he moved closer. The distance between the man and the ghost was getting closer and closer, five meters, three meters.

Cao Yang opened the container and threw both parts of the armor at the peddler's feet.

Under normal circumstances, the restored armor should have started to revive and attack the people around it, but at this moment the ghost armor was very abnormal. Although it was also seriously pieced together, it seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and no longer made any movement.

"Suppressed? Or is it that the ghost is completely reduced to 'commodity' in front of the peddler, succumbing to the rules of the transaction?"

The ghost peddler moved. A skinny and shriveled hand appeared and it picked up the complete suit of armor. Then it slightly turned its head wrapped in black cloth, as if it was looking at and inspecting the goods.

A minute later, as if confirming that there was no problem with the cargo, it turned around, lifted a corner of the front cargo box, revealing a dark depth like an abyss, and then forcibly stuffed the evil spirit in.

"The goods have been received successfully, so the next step is to pay for the goods."

Cao Yang has been watching the peddler's actions because it will be his turn next. The transaction itself is unequal, but it does not mean that people cannot take advantage of it.

The ghost peddler did not stop his actions after receiving the goods. He turned around and opened another cargo box. Cao Yang had previously speculated that the cargo box at the back was filled with supernatural items, but it was just a speculation.

The ghost peddler stretched out his hand and probed into the cargo box, as if he was groping for something. If nothing unexpected happened, he was going to give Cao Yang some supernatural items as payment for this transaction, but Cao Yang had already made a plan in his mind and would not accept the supernatural items.

"The payment I want is 'In all future transactions, you will pay me all your spiritual power as payment.'"

Cao Yang's voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the dead silence, and it was impossible for the ghost peddler not to hear it.

Suddenly, the peddler stopped what he was doing and seemed to be lost in thought.

Cao Yang had a somewhat nervous expression on his face. He didn't know whether this "payment" could be paid, but he had to try. He couldn't let the ghost peddler keep pestering him, otherwise one day in the future he would fail to deliver the goods and the peddler would take them away.

"Will it work?"

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The ghost peddler did not move, and his hand was still in the box.

One minute.

three minutes.

five minutes.

"Failed?"

Cao Yang was a little confused. There was no way to explain this situation. If it had failed, there should have been some supernatural phenomena around. But now everything was calm and nothing happened.

Ten minutes passed.

The ghost peddler still maintained that stiff posture, without any change, as if he was under a spell of immobilization.

Twenty minutes later, the ghost peddler slowly withdrew his hand, and Cao Yang clearly saw some scars on his palm, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon.

"Success?"

The scene at the moment was too strange and Cao Yang was unable to make an accurate judgment.

“Ding Ding~!”

The ghost peddler silently picked up the heavy shoulder pole. The muddy road under Cao Yang's feet was strangely shrinking towards the ghost peddler. The pervasive stench of corpses was also dissipating, and the wind chime was making a crisp sound due to its shaking.

The peddler has not delivered the payment for the goods, or rather...it has paid the invisible payment.

The darkness around him faded away, and light reappeared. The ghost peddler carried his shoulder pole and walked away with stiff steps. On his face, which was wrapped in black cloth, he showed a strange smile. The strange thing was that this smile seemed to have some human touch...

(End of this chapter)