Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 9: Altered Gravity
Of course Shang Zhicheng saw the hanged body, and the flashlight instantly shone on the body.

The corpse was not very decayed, and one could still clearly see the hideous and frightened expression on the face, as well as two lines of blood and tears.

"He's just an ordinary person. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the owner of the villa."

It's very strange, indescribable.

The corpse was hung upside down on the crystal chandelier, but it didn't seem to be shaking at all. It was as stable as if it was standing on flat ground.

"Gravity has indeed changed. After entering the room, even lifting my legs and taking a step requires almost twice as much effort as normal. It's like walking with myself on my back."

Cao Yang followed behind Shang Zhicheng, and he now truly felt the feeling of his legs being filled with lead. If he had not become a ghost rider, an ordinary person would probably have run out of energy very quickly.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the door was unexpectedly closed. The two were instantly trapped inside the villa.

"It seems that the ghost doesn't want us to go out."

Shang Zhicheng's eyes froze in vain. He couldn't understand what was happening in front of him: scattered clothes, various bottles and jars, and even large furniture were floating strangely.

After hearing Shang Zhicheng's reminder, Cao Yang realized that the heaviness in his body was fading away, and the gravity affected by the supernatural was gradually returning to normal.

Cao Yang's guess was right, and he was even more convinced when he took another step. The heaviness that had been attached to his legs was gone, replaced by lightness, even lighter than normal, almost to the point of being able to walk briskly.

"Brother Cao Yang, the affected gravity is recovering. It looks like the ghost is going to take action."

No, more than that, he began to lose the sense of solidity when standing on the ground, and even he himself began to float away from the ground. It felt like... weightlessness!

This was not a good sign. Cao Yang would not be so naive as to think that the ghost had left. On the contrary, he felt that the ghost was likely to take some action, and might even have targeted him.

A mechanical electronic sound suddenly rang out, sounding like an alarm clock telling the time on time, but in such a dead silent environment, the sound was chilling enough to hear.

This ghost really affected and even changed gravity. It used to increase, but now it has directly decreased to non-existence. Now this villa has become a special ghost den, and Cao Yang and Shang Zhicheng are deeply trapped in it.

At this time, Shang Zhicheng was still in the mood to chat with Cao Yang. Cao Yang just thought that he was really careless, or he was absolutely confident in his own abilities?
"Didi~Didi~"

"Either the ghost has affected gravity again, thus changing or eliminating the conditions that trigger the ghost's attack."

"No, the urge of the ghost carrying a human body to attack Shang Zhicheng has disappeared, which means he is no longer the heaviest one."

"There are two possibilities. Either there is a heavier person or a ghost around. Although I can't see it, the ghost can sense the other person's presence by instinct."

Cao Yang glanced at his phone and confirmed the time. The poster felt something unusual at night.

Unlike Shang Zhicheng, Cao Yang had not yet left the ground. He walked around the room, trying to analyze some patterns.

"The gravity of the entire villa is gradually disappearing, and the area where Shang Zhicheng is located happens to be the fastest disappearing."

The impact of weightlessness on Cao Yang was fatal. Without two feet on the ground to measure weight, he was almost useless as a ghost carrier. In other words, if the ghost really appeared next, Cao Yang would have to wait for death. The process of gravity loss lasted for about half an hour. Cao Yang kept walking by constantly observing the floating speed of indoor objects, but he was ultimately unable to avoid the fate of weightlessness.

Inside the villa, everything was floating in the air in a disorderly manner, except for the corpse hanging upside down from the ceiling, which was motionless and steady as an old dog.

Shang Zhicheng was no longer calm. Although he didn't know when he triggered the ghost's pattern, nothing good would happen if he continued like this, as the ghost could attack at any time.

"Brother Cao Yang, I'm ready to take action. Can you come closer to me? If we can lure the ghost here, we can cooperate and solve the problem in one go."

Cao Yang thought about it and felt that Shang Zhicheng's words made some sense. In his current state, he was just waiting to die. He might be attacked by a ghost in the next second.

Without taking too long to decide, Cao Yang began to clumsily paddle in the air, "swimming" towards Shang Zhicheng. The two were only a few meters apart, but it took Cao Yang more than ten minutes to successfully approach him.

"Brother Cao Yang, I won't hide it from you now. You will have the urge to shake hands with me only if you see my hand. I will take off my gloves later, and you can block this influence by closing your eyes. We are now in the ghost's lair, and it is impossible for the ghost to not see this hand."

Shang Zhicheng's tone was sincere, but Cao Yang detected a clue.

Closed eyes? The poster saw the ghost with his eyes closed, and it is very likely that he was killed by the ghost. Cao Yang did not believe that Shang Zhicheng did not know this. His seemingly well-intentioned advice actually harbored evil intentions. Shang Zhicheng was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

"Then I'll go behind you. If the ghost is really attracted, I can also use a container to restrain him in time."

Cao Yang showed a harmless smile and cleverly avoided the question.

There was some hesitation on Shang Zhicheng's face, but he finally agreed to Cao Yang's proposal.

"Then I took action."

After saying that, Shang Zhicheng took off the glove on his left hand. Suddenly, a chilly feeling swirled around him, and a foul smell like a corpse that had been soaked and rotted began to spread.

Ghost Hand Shang Zhicheng demonstrated his abilities for the first time in this haunted villa.

"Will it work?"

Shang Zhicheng stretched out his pale, swollen ghost hand, as if someone in front of him wanted to shake hands with him.

A certain balance was broken. From somewhere in the silent villa, a series of strange noises came, as if someone was tripped by a pile of debris.

"coming."

Cao Yang was horrified to find that everything in his sight was tilting and everything was moving in the opposite direction, as if the whole world was turned upside down.

Shang Zhicheng's expression was distorted by pain. As he stretched out his hand, his consciousness was also being attracted. Human willpower alone could not hold on for long. His right hand was uncontrollably trying to hold the left hand, but every time he wanted to move, he was forcefully suppressed.

Three minutes, this was the limit that Shang Zhicheng could endure when he stretched out his ghost hand, and he hurriedly put on the golden glove again. The ghost never appeared, but the strange footsteps did not stop, pacing back and forth not far from the two people, as if looking for their location.

But this villa is so small, how could the ghosts not find them? !
Suddenly, Cao Yang thought of a horrifying possibility: What if there is another ghost here that owns other ghost dens?

(End of this chapter)