Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 8 Entering the Villa
After some communication, Cao Yang learned that Shang Zhicheng had arrived here yesterday. But he also knew that his ability was limited, so he didn't really enter the villa after a whole day of exploration.

If he still hadn't met other ghost riders today, he would have been ready to try his luck alone, but fortunately he met Cao Yang.

"If it is confirmed that the ghost really has a den, I suggest that we find a way to evacuate as soon as possible. Ghosts with dens are defined as A-level at the headquarters, which is disaster level. They can even create an empty city in a very short time."

"I have heard about the rating of evil spirits, but this rating generally refers to the degree of harm rather than the horror of the evil spirit itself. Even if I find the existence of a ghost den, if I act quickly enough, I may be able to lure the ghost here before it actually forms a ghost den."

Shang Zhicheng rejected Cao Yang's proposal. He became a ghost rider much earlier than Cao Yang and had his own unique insights into solving supernatural events.

"We can't retreat just because of the ghost den. Before the evil ghosts really start to cause large-scale supernatural events, it is the best time to deal with them. Once the ghost den becomes a big threat, we may not even be able to find the real ghosts."

"Brother Cao Yang, don't worry. I won't die that easily. As long as the ghost holds my hand, it won't be able to break free for a while. You can take the opportunity to imprison it, and the reward will be yours."

Cao Yang didn't understand why Shang Zhicheng had such a reckless idea. He had the means to save his life, but that didn't mean he had it. If the ghost was so fierce, the ghost wouldn't be able to survive for long just by relying on the human on its back. He could see that Shang Zhicheng must have experienced several supernatural events, so he shouldn't be so short of money. There seemed to be some other reason behind it.

"You think supernatural events are too simple, Brother Shang, let me be frank. If the horror of that ghost exceeds my expectations, I will retreat without hesitation. I'm afraid I won't have the energy to consider you."

"Look at what you said. Can't you think positively? What if that ghost is really imprisoned by us? Don't you think so?"

Shang Zhicheng spoke up. Although he was usually carefree, he showed absolute caution and solemnity when facing supernatural events.

"Brother Cao Yang, you feel it, right?"

"It's less than ten meters from the roadside to the entrance of the villa, but it took us nearly two minutes to walk. The ghost's influence is expanding. We must deal with it as soon as possible."

"My legs are gradually becoming heavy, and even normal walking is affected."

This time, Cao Yang did not respond, but planned a way out for himself in his mind.

Outside the villa, several meters away from the gate, Cao Yang and his companions could already feel a lingering chill hovering over the villa, which showed no signs of warming up under the scorching sun.

Because it is far away from the city, the whole villa looks a bit gloomy and desolate. Coupled with the fact that it is haunted, it has become a veritable haunted house.

Shang Zhicheng also fell silent when he saw this. He knew Cao Yang had concerns in his heart, but so did he. However, when he thought of the reward offered by his employer, he was really willing to give it a try.

"That ghost may really be able to affect gravity. Perhaps the entire villa has been covered by ghosts, but we haven't noticed it yet."

The ghost carrying people's instincts was agitated. Shang Zhicheng was heavier than Cao Yang, so it instinctively wanted to carry Shang Zhicheng on its back. However, the remaining spiritual power of the ghost peddler was still at work, and coupled with Cao Yang's own restraint, the ghost carrying people could only exist as Cao Yang's shadow.

Shang Zhicheng said thoughtfully.

The two walked to the gate of the villa. They wondered if the owner of the villa had any special hobbies. For a large western-style villa, the gate was built in the style of a small villa built in the countryside: a vermilion double-opening metal door with two exquisitely shaped and somewhat exaggerated ring-shaped auxiliary heads hanging on the door.

However, the door and the doorknob looked extremely old, and the paint had even peeled off in some places, revealing the corroded metal inside. There was an unpleasant smell in the air. Cao Yang keenly noticed that the door knockers in the mouths of the pair of doorknobs were facing upwards, as if a layer of golden hoops locked the doorknobs. Shang Zhicheng didn't seem to notice this, and just raised his arm with a little effort and pushed open the unlocked door.

“Thump~thump~thump~!”

The bottom of the metal door rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

The two walked into the front yard of the villa one after the other.

The front yard was empty, with nothing but some flowers and plants planted casually by the owner. However, all these flowers and plants had withered, as if no one had taken care of them for a long time.

"Brother Cao Yang, be careful. Don't forget that a ghost rider was buried here, and no one knows his information."

Cao Yang was observing everything around him with a cold eye. Although the ghost carrying people did not have a ghost den, he could use the law of the ghost carrying people to roughly sense whether there were other people and ghosts with "weight" around him. The range was only about five meters. However, Cao Yang had not sensed the existence of other people or ghosts yet. Of course, it was also possible that the ghost was beyond this range and Cao Yang could not detect it.

The two did not stay in the front yard for too long. There was no problem here and no ghosts existed, which meant that the problem was inside the villa.

It is now evening, almost six o'clock. Cao Yang remembers that the two posts seemed to be published after six o'clock. Perhaps this time point has some special meaning.

Then, Shang Zhicheng pushed open the door of the villa. The door had become rusty for some reason, and was stained with dried black blood, which seemed to indicate that something was unusual inside the house.

The light in the huge room was very dim. Although the sun had not yet set outside, the light in the room seemed to be blocked by something, even normal vision was affected.

"Brother Cao Yang, there is real danger hidden in this house. If you give up now, I won't blame you. After all, you are still young."

Shang Zhicheng turned around, but half of his face was dark and the other half was bright, giving people an especially eerie feeling.

"Now that I'm here, I might as well go in and take a look. I can't do something like running away from the battlefield."

Cao Yang shrugged indifferently, but actually made a mental assessment. When he reached the door, the heaviness on his legs intensified again, which seemed to confirm what Shang Zhicheng said, "ghosts can affect gravity." If this is true, this ghost must have a good affinity with the ghost carrying people, so it can't be let go easily. Even if it can't be solved, at least we have to understand the rules and abilities of ghosts.

"Okay, let's go."

Shang Zhicheng took out a special high-intensity flashlight from his backpack, which brought a beam of light into the dark room, but other places were still shrouded in thick darkness, and only the furniture could be vaguely seen.

"Crunch~!"

The wooden floor in the room seemed to have been in disrepair for a long time, and it made a strange and harsh sound when stepped on. The layout of the room was very messy, with clothes scattered on the floor, furniture placed randomly, broken vases, and a chandelier with a corpse hanging on it!

(End of this chapter)