Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 67: Resurrection of Ghost Blood (Please recommend! Please read on!)

Two hours later, Cao Yang met Yan Li in the suburbs of Dajin City. He was wearing a large windbreaker and wrapped himself up. He also had a hat on his head, so his face couldn't be seen clearly. Not only that, he also had special golden gloves on his hands.

But thick and sticky blood kept dripping from the gloves. Not only the gloves, but his body seemed to have many wounds, and blood kept oozing out. It was obvious that the degree of resurrection of the ghost blood had reached a high level.

Cao Yang brought a lot of stuff: body bags, ghost candles, death cards, and even a human-trampling ghost. He was really afraid that Yan Li's ghost would revive and die in Otsu City. Fortunately, it seemed that Yan Li could still hold on for a while.

"I'm sorry for not informing you of my sudden visit to Otsu City."

Yan Li's voice sounded a little strange, as if something was stuck in his throat.

"Luckily you didn't come at the last minute, otherwise I might have really cursed."

Cao Yang's face did not look good at all. When he answered the phone, he really thought Yan Li was going to give up and let him collect his body. Now it seems that he can still survive for a few more days. It is really a blessing in disguise.

"Anyway, I'm the one who let you down this time. But you're right about one thing. Dachang City is indeed very dangerous right now. It's definitely not just Zhou Zheng's ghost. And the new person in charge, Zhao Kaiming, is also an extremely dangerous person. And that B club, the people in it beat me up..."

Seeing Yan Li preparing to enumerate the bad things in Dachang City in detail, Cao Yang couldn't help laughing out loud for a moment, especially when Yan Li mentioned the Xiaoqiang Club. He then remembered that Yan Li was beaten up by an ordinary person. Although it was not entirely his fault, it was indeed a bit embarrassing to tell others about it.

"Anyway, I can't stay in Dachang City any longer. From now on, no, I will stay with you for the last few days. My wife called me and I know you have settled them. They will come to Dajin City in a few hours."

Yan Li's tone was somewhat sad, which made Cao Yang sigh helplessly.

"Then I thank you for your trust. To be frank, I will take care of your wife and daughter. In a couple of days I will arrange for them to go to Dajing City. At present, that is the safest place in the country."

Cao Yang arranged Yan Li to stay in a small hotel not far from Beichen Building. This place was not a busy area, and Cao Yang had already cleared the area in advance.

Cao Yang felt a little tired, but when he thought about getting the ghost blood, he felt better.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

"Forget it. I won't say anything unpleasant. I'll just accept this as my chance to take over. You can stay here for the next two days. Since you trust me, I also believe that you won't deliberately cause trouble for me. If you feel like you can't hold on any longer, just remember to call me. I'll arrange daily necessities for you later. If you have any other needs, just contact me directly."

"I should be able to hold on for three days at most, but no one can be sure when it comes to the supernatural, so I can only trouble you to help me deal with my aftermath. I know I am selfish for joining the headquarters at the last moment of my life, but I have no choice."

Yan Li sat in Cao's rickshaw and spoke seriously.

After saying that, Cao Yang left the golden body bag. If the evil spirit revived too suddenly, he hoped that Yan Li would still be conscious and try to put himself in it.

In Beichen Building, Cao Yang relocated some of the supplies he had brought with him before returning to his room to rest. This room was temporarily partitioned, and he didn't have any needs for them, as long as he could sleep.

"Now that the ghost blood is in place, a collision between the ghost blood and the Death Card is inevitable. With the terrifying power of the ghost blood, it should be able to easily suppress the Death Card to death. At that time, the supernatural power of the Death Card can be used at no cost."

"There seems to be a conflict between ghost blood and ghost flesh. A body made entirely of ghost flesh can be called a ghost body. At that time, people should not have their own blood. In other words, ghost flesh can trap ghost blood in the body, and vice versa. "If you want to participate in the horror BWG event, you may have to control the third ghost, but before that, you can freeze the death card. There is a bronze sword in the seven photos given by Wang Xiaoming, and I have a bronze spear in my hand. Is there any connection between the two?"

Cao Yang thought of the red furniture or red supernatural objects that appeared many times in the original novel, which all seemed to belong to the Red Room series. There were also some weapons that appeared, such as hatchets, coffin nails, and fruit knives, which all had one thing in common: they were covered with rust and were all old objects with many years of history.

"Bronze swords and bronze halberds seem to be weapons. Are there bronze spears, bronze halberds, bronze knives, guns, axes and arrows?"

"The death card is somewhat similar to the warrant used by the ancient government to execute the death row prisoners. So do ghost guillotines and ghost shackles still exist?"

As his thoughts spread, Cao Yang thought of a lot of things. There are connections between many supernatural things, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are like puzzle pieces.

"In the supernatural government, ghost shackles and ghost ropes restrict movement. When the death card falls to the ground, the guillotine or machete will chop off the head directly. Even a fierce ghost will be chopped to death."

"After recovering the ghost blood, I will take the stepping ghost and the ghost candle to Dazheng City. I hope the people from the Xuanjing Club can provide me with some information about the terrifying BWG."

Silent all night.

The next day, Cao Yang went to visit Yan Li, only to find that he was on the verge of revival, with scarlet blood dripping from the ceiling of the room. Not only the ceiling, but all the cracks in the room were oozing thick and sticky blood, as if it could penetrate every hole.

The outline of a person can be seen in the blood on the ceiling, with his mouth open, revealing the blurred outlines of his facial features, struggling in pain, like a tortured evil spirit, wailing and screaming in pain, but it all seems so calm, without any sound at all.

In addition, a series of scarlet footprints were left on the ground. These footprints were made entirely of blood, and were messy and dense.

On the bed, Yan Li, who was only in his twenties, was lying, blood gushing out like a faucet that could not stop, and the entire bed was dyed blood red, condensing. His expression was the same as the outline on the ceiling, painful and distorted. But his face could no longer be called a face, half of it had turned into an outline of blood.

As if he had sensed Cao Yang's arrival, Yan Li opened his eyes with great effort, and opened his mouth slightly as if he was saying something, but no sound came out. Then, he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed his finger at his forehead like a pistol.

Cao Yang's expression changed slightly. He understood what Yan Li meant, but did not say anything. The silent atmosphere was a little scary.

Then, Cao Yang took out a golden pistol from his waist, and he was still hesitating.

Yan Li tried his best to control his distorted facial features, and finally revealed a peaceful and relieved smile, with his lips moving slightly.

This time, Cao Yang understood what Yan Li said:
"Thank you."

"Oh!"

Gunshots were fired.

(End of this chapter)