Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 103 The Disappeared Person
"The vengeful ghost is about to emerge!"

The main hall on the first floor of the old house.

All the spirits looked toward the two open doors leading into the room. The dim lighting did not completely obstruct their view, and everything inside the room came into their sight.

The first thing that caught people's attention was the room that Yang Xiao had explored, and it was also the first place where movement was heard. The slightly stiff footsteps were very muffled and had a special rhythm as they began to approach the outside of the room.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The scene inside the room suddenly changed.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in the center of the room, next to the red coffin, and began to walk out into the hall.

It was a man who was shirtless and wearing gray trousers. He was very tall, over two meters, and looked extremely terrifying.

The man's exposed body was covered with numerous wounds caused by some unknown sharp weapon. Some wounds were shallow, but most were deep enough to expose the bone.

What's even more bizarre is that those wounds showed no signs of scabbing over; the skin and flesh were turned inside out and intertwined, making them look extremely grotesque and terrifying.

Besides.

There was no blood flowing from the wounds on the tall man's body, and his flesh was different from that of a normal person; it was black, giving people an extremely eerie feeling.

Compared to the wounds on my body.

The man's face is even more terrifying!
His face had no features at all, only a black, bloody hole, as if his face had been ripped off with a knife.

Tatata!
The tall man kept walking.

They walked toward the hall where the souls of the dead resided.

As the man approached, a chilling aura began to spread throughout the hall, along with a faint stench of decay.

Compared to the terrifyingly tall man, the scene in the other room was undoubtedly much better.

Although the room was also dark and contained a vengeful spirit, the spirit's appearance was not particularly terrifying.

In the center of that room was another coffin, but it was black and had the character "奠" (meaning "offering" or "condolence") written on it, making it look eerie and sinister.

At that moment, a middle-aged woman dressed in white, who looked to be around thirty years old, with her hair down, walked out of the black coffin. Judging from the direction she was heading, she was heading towards the main hall on the first floor of the old house.

If Li Hui were here at this moment, he would definitely recognize that the middle-aged woman looked exactly like the illusory ghost that he had suppressed.

The only difference between the two is that the vengeful ghost suppressed by Li Hui is illusory, like a projected human figure, while the middle-aged woman in the room on the first floor is extremely real.

The tall man and the middle-aged woman were clearly not human, but real vengeful ghosts. Because some rule within the old house had been triggered, they were both now forced to come out of their rooms.

It's even more than that.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xiao and the other ghosts focused their attention on the small room at the far end of the first-floor hall. The room had no door, and judging from the objects that were partially visible, it seemed to be the kitchen of this old house, because they could clearly see a corner of the stove.

There were also sounds coming from the kitchen.

It was a sound like someone rummaging through something, or like someone crawling on the ground, but strangely, Yang Xiao and the other ghosts didn't see the vengeful ghost, and the noise only echoed in the kitchen, seemingly not intending to come out into the hall.

"It seems that for now we only need to deal with those two vengeful ghosts."

A ghost spoke.

Although the tall man and the middle-aged woman walked out of the hall where they were, none of the ghosts showed any fear on their faces. At most, they only showed a hint of solemnity, clearly not believing that they could not suppress the two fierce ghosts.

"These should be the vengeful ghosts on the first floor. I wonder if any of them are Li Hui's targets, and what about the second floor of the old house..."

"With Li Hui's strength, there's been no news from him for so long, and the other people searching the second floor haven't made any moves either. It seems the situation on the second floor is far more dangerous than on the first floor!"

A ghost spoke these words.

They never forgot their purpose from beginning to end.

The reason they were in this old house was because Li Hui was looking for a vengeful ghost, and they were helping him search for traces of the supernatural.

However, they had no idea what physical characteristics or abilities the vengeful ghost Li Hui was looking for had, so the spirits were unsure whether any of the three vengeful ghosts on the first floor of the old house were the one Li Hui was looking for.

Tap, tap, tap...

While thinking.

The middle-aged woman dressed in white with a blank expression, along with the terrifyingly tall figure, all walked out of the room and into the hall.

Almost the instant they stepped out of the room, all the spirits in the hall began to act, as if they had planned it in advance, and launched an attack on the two vengeful ghosts at the same time.

A chilling, eerie atmosphere spread, and the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped significantly, making the already dim environment even more gloomy.

Yang Xiao's slightly indifferent gaze fell on the tall man. His body did not move, but a strange aura began to spread from the ghost.

This is the ghost dream supernatural power that Yang Xiao controls. It is extremely terrifying, and it is precisely because of this ability that he has earned the nickname "Nightmare Yang Xiao" in the supernatural community.

Attacks led by other undead followed closely behind.

Among them are some ghosts with ranged attack capabilities, just like Yang Xiao. Some kind of supernatural curse has affected the vengeful spirits, while the abilities of some ghosts can only be activated through direct contact.

The supernatural was spreading, and the eeriness was growing. At this moment, the souls of the dead became extremely cold and sinister, and from the outside, they seemed no different from real vengeful ghosts.

They then quickly approached the vengeful spirits and began attacking the one resembling a middle-aged woman in white, as well as the tall, terrifying vengeful spirit...

at the same time.

Inside a bedroom on the second floor of the old house.

The bedroom appeared to contain only Li Hui and Zhang Zhao, along with the slightly ethereal, suppressed ghost; there was nothing else there.

But the reality was quite different. In the dim environment, a series of dull, stiff footsteps echoed around.

The footsteps belonged to the eerie old man in the black robe.

Its figure was not revealed; it was invisible to the naked eye and even the Ghost Realm could not perceive it. However, it was reflected in the bronze mirror on the dressing table, allowing one to determine the old man's movements by observing the mirror.

At first, the strange old man was heading in the direction of Li Hui, but after walking halfway there, he changed direction and began walking back and forth in the bedroom.

This sudden change seems to be because neither Li Hui nor Zhang Zhao triggered the old man's killing pattern and did not meet the conditions for being attacked by the vengeful ghost. Therefore, the old man wandered around the bedroom without attacking Li Hui and Zhang Zhao.

During this period, both Li Hui and Zhang Zhao tried to suppress the old man, but both attempts ended in failure.

Neither Zhang Zhao's shadowy attack, nor the slashing of the machete, nor the suppression of the coffin nails, nor the supernatural occurrences on the bus, could have any effect on the eerie old man in the bedroom, nor could they touch his body at all.

Even the curse medium of the old woodcutter's knife failed to trigger!
Logically speaking, since the old man had lain on that old wooden bed for a long time, there should be traces left by him on the bed.

But when the figure holding the machete placed his other hand on the wooden bed, preparing to dismember the old man through the machete, he found that the machete could not be activated at all, as if there was no trace of the old man on the wooden bed.

The situation before him seemed extremely unfavorable to Li Hui. Despite using all his methods, he couldn't even touch the old man's body, as if the old man didn't exist at all.

After all, even a shadow, if it possesses supernatural abilities, cannot completely ignore all of Li Hui and his companion's attacks.

"This situation is like the old man being in another dimension, but more like a bizarre projection. Yet the footsteps are real. It's just too eerie!"

Zhang Zhao spoke with a solemn expression.

His gaze, like Li Hui's, was fixed on the bronze mirror on the dressing table, for only that mirror reflected the old man's image.

Through the bronze mirror, it was clear that the eerie old man was very close to Li Hui, only about a meter away. At such a short distance, it seemed as if he could touch the old man's body with just a reach of his hand.
However, Li Hui did not do that, because he had already tried before. Not only the ghostly figures derived from the supernatural paintings, but he had also attacked the old man himself, but the result was the same: he could not touch the other party at all.

As Zhang Zhao said, the old man's strangeness far exceeded expectations.

For a while.

Even Li Hui felt at a loss for what to do.

In fact, he wasn't afraid of encountering extremely terrifying vengeful ghosts. After all, with the coffin nail in hand, he could take down even the most terrifying vengeful ghost with a single nail. However, when encountering complex vengeful ghosts that were impossible to touch, the coffin nail's ability became quite useless.

"Find a way to lure this vengeful ghost out!"

After pondering for a moment, Li Hui said to Zhang Zhao, "This strange old man in front of us is like some kind of supernatural manifestation. In other words, it seems to have no physical form at the moment, but there are always exceptions."

"I suspect that the eerie old man's body will manifest at the moment of attack, and we can seize that opportunity to restrain him!"

At this moment, Li Hui thought of the supernatural events that Yang Jian experienced when he first went to Da Dong City in the original novel.

At that time, Yang Jian encountered an extremely strange and vengeful ghost whose body was connected to a red stool. The ghost would only appear when a person sat on the red stool and triggered its killing pattern.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Jian and his companions were able to successfully nail the vengeful ghost to its death.

This idea greatly inspired Li Hui. After all, every vengeful ghost has a kind of almost specific supernatural rule. Only by following the supernatural rule can we better deal with the supernatural!

"You mean, use myself as bait, then actively trigger the vengeful spirit's killing patterns, and then act together to restrain it the instant it moves?"

Zhang Zhao had considerable experience with paranormal events, and he grasped the meaning behind Li Hui's words almost instantly.

"Yes." Li Hui nodded, but his gaze did not shift at all; he remained staring at the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

He didn't think Zhang Zhao would refuse his suggestion, because it was the best approach at the moment.

And indeed, just as Li Hui had thought, Zhang Zhao agreed to Li Hui's plan after a brief period of consideration.

However, one question remains troubling the two of them.

Zhang Zhao said, "But we don't know what the strange old man's killing patterns are. Each ghost has a different killing pattern, and some are even bizarre. We can't possibly try them one by one, can we?"

"No need!"

Li Hui abruptly shifted his gaze from the bronze mirror on the dressing table to the old wooden bed on the other side of the bedroom, and continued, "Try lying on that wooden bed."

"The eerie old man was lying on that wooden bed from the beginning. Although I'm not sure yet, I can't rule out the possibility that his killing pattern is related to the bed or the act of lying down."

Li Hui had just finished speaking.

Zhang Zhao, who was standing to the side, then began to take action.

He strode to the old, black sandalwood bed, climbed up, and lay down on it under Li Hui's watchful gaze.

Almost the instant Zhang Zhao lay down, his gaze changed.

The surrounding scenery quickly blurred, and soon everything in the bedroom disappeared, including the old furniture, the dilapidated state, and even Li Hui's figure vanished from Zhang Zhao's sight.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to consist only of this old, black wooden bed and Zhang Zhao lying on it.

No, it wasn't just him...

At that moment, Zhang Zhao seemed to suddenly sense something, and he turned his head slightly, looking in the other direction.

I don’t know when.

Beside the wooden bed where he was lying stood a stiff figure. Zhang Zhao recognized this person; it was the strange old man!

And on the other side.

The scene that Li Hui saw was completely different from what Zhang Zhao saw. In his view, Zhang Zhao disappeared from his sight the moment he lay down.

It was very abrupt.

There are no signs.

The moment Zhang Zhao's body lay on the wooden bed, it vanished. Not only did it disappear from Li Hui's sight, but even his ghost domain could not sense Zhang Zhao's presence.

But the dull, stiff footsteps still echoed in the room, and the eerie old man's figure was still reflected in the bronze mirror on the dressing table, constantly pacing around the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)