Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 147 The Curse of Inevitable Death

As Ye Zhen swung his sword...

All of a sudden.

A crack was instantly cleaved in the space in front of him, and the crack spread at an incredible speed, growing larger and larger until it resembled a bizarre and incomprehensible abyss, rapidly encroaching on the darkness in front of the carriage.

"What is this? Is it a superpower?"

the other side.

The panicked crowd witnessed Ye Zhen shatter space with a single sword strike, and their already shattered worldview became even more fragmented. Their faces were filled with terror and shock.

soon.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the crack that Ye Zhen had slashed out collided with the darkness inside the bus.

However, the result was beyond their expectations.

There was no loud noise as everyone had expected, nor was there a continuous collision of superpowers as seen in the movies. The crack disappeared the moment it touched the darkness, as if it had been swallowed up.

"You do have something special, no wonder you can travel between the real world and the supernatural. But if that's all, you're still going to be disassembled and studied by me, Ye, today!"

See this.

Ye Zhen's face remained unchanged, his expression cold and stern, his heart still filled with an invincible belief that he wanted to disassemble the supernatural bus for research.

I can tell.

Ye Zhen was very interested in this bus.

When he discovered that the supernatural power of the bus was almost identical to the supernatural aura on Li Hui's body, he had the idea of ​​studying the bus. Especially after the bus stalled, the supernatural power of the bus surged even more, so Ye Zhen did not hesitate to make a move on the pitch-black darkness.

The result of the test did not surprise him. The supernatural power on the bus was extremely strong. Ye Zhen's supernatural attack, which was powerful enough to completely affect reality, was like a stone sinking into the sea, and had no effect on the darkness inside the bus.

next moment.

Ye Zhen started his operation again.

He took the initiative and walked towards the front of the carriage, holding a strange longsword, wanting to experience the darkness ahead for himself.

Ye Zhen had absolute confidence in his own strength and did not consider the possibility of him failing.

"Ok?"

However, before Ye Zhen could get close, the bus stalled even more severely.

Originally, only the lights at the front of the carriage went out, but now the lights in the middle aisle also went out, plunging the carriage into endless darkness, which was spreading towards the back of the carriage at a visible speed.

Those sitting in the middle of the carriage who hadn't had time to get off were instantly engulfed by the darkness. Without any movement, they seemed to have vanished into thin air. Even Ye Zhen's scapegoat supernatural abilities couldn't sense their presence.

This is not a big deal.

What truly made Ye Zhen's expression change drastically was that the scapegoat inside his body was frantically warning him and trembling, and what caused the scapegoat to exhibit this behavior was the darkness that had not yet fully approached him.

"A scapegoat...is it afraid of that darkness?"

Although Ye Zhen found this deduction incredible, it seemed to be the truth at present.

The scapegoat inside him was warning Ye Zhen that if he fell into that darkness, his life would be in danger. This danger was something that even the scapegoat's ability to take the fall could not prevent, and even the scapegoat itself would be suppressed.

Unlike other ghost tamers, Ye Zhen's substitute ghost was always in a state of resurgence, which is why he was able to use the substitute ghost's ability to the maximum extent.

As for why the vengeful spirit within him was not dormant but remained in a state of resurgence, while Ye Zhen himself was completely unharmed, it was because he used his ability to sacrifice himself to take away all the cost of the vengeful spirit's resurgence.

"It seems the secret of this ghost bus is much bigger than I imagined."

finally.

Ye Zhen chose to back down.

He chose to believe the warning from the scapegoat within him and used his ghostly aura to leave the carriage just before darkness enveloped him.

Almost at the same moment Ye Zhen left, the environment inside the carriage instantly plunged into complete darkness, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. All the lights on the bus went out at that moment.

at the same time.

The environment outside the train carriage was equally dangerous.

Three ghosts got off the bus. Instead of leaving, they wandered around the bus area, seemingly because this was not their destination. They were waiting for the bus to restart so they could continue their journey.

Where is Master Ye?

On the other side, Xu Feng saw that the bus had completely stopped and the interior of the carriage had been plunged into darkness. After looking around and not finding Ye Zhen, he couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

"Did Ye Zhen choose not to get off the bus and instead stay on the bus after it was turned off? That shouldn't be the case. I've already explained very clearly how dangerous a bus can be after it's turned off. Knowing the rules of the bus, he wouldn't choose to stay inside, would he?"

Xu Feng's original intention was to work together with Ye Zhen to overcome the crisis of the bus stalling, but now it seems that the other party has not chosen to get off the bus, but is still staying on the bus.

"Given how terrifying this ghost bus is, Ye Zhen is probably doomed this time, right? Even though he's the leader of the paranormal forum and the so-called 'Number One Ghost Tamer in Asia,' he's no exception."

Xu Feng thought to himself.

Then he turned to Lin Bei, who was standing on the other side of the bus, and said, "Lin Bei, let's team up."

"Although we don't know the killing patterns of those three vengeful ghosts, our chances of survival will be much greater if we join forces. Even if one of us is unfortunately targeted by a vengeful ghost, the other can provide timely support!"

Hear the words.

Lin Bei immediately agreed, choosing to join forces with Xu Feng to weather the storm together until the bus service resumed.

As for Ye Zhen, to be honest, Lin Bei had subconsciously forgotten about him.

After all, he had never heard of anyone surviving on a bus that had been turned off. Therefore, in Lin Bei's view, Ye Zhen was no different from a corpse, and dead people... were not worth remembering!

"It's strange, Xu Feng, don't you think there's something odd about how often this weird bus keeps stalling?"

Lin Bei said to Xu Feng, "The car has stalled several times since we got in. This is obviously not right. If this continues, I need to find a chance to get off. If we keep sitting here, we'll die sooner or later!"

"besides……"

"This time, the fire didn't seem as dangerous as the previous times. Neither of us has been targeted by any vengeful ghosts yet, but I feel inexplicably uneasy, especially about that temple. Every time I see it, I feel a sense of dread, as if I'm looking at an incredibly terrifying vengeful ghost."

As he spoke, Lin Bei turned his head and looked in the direction of the old temple located in the wilderness.

A winding dirt path connects the temple to the asphalt road they are on. One end of the dirt path is the road, and the other end extends to the open space in front of the temple.

Most of the temple was shrouded in a gray haze, making it difficult to see clearly. The exposed parts looked old, with cracked walls and moss growing on them, resembling a dilapidated, abandoned temple in the wilderness.

However, what Lin Bei didn't know was...

At this moment, Ye Zhen, who believed he must have died in the train carriage, had actually entered the temple not far from them.

The temple looked just like it did from the outside: the walls were cracked and peeling, covered with moss, and the ground was overgrown with weeds, suggesting it had been abandoned for a long time.

The only difference is that once inside the temple, you can see everything around you very clearly. The temple is not shrouded in gloom; instead, the environment is bright and well-lit, which is in stark contrast to the gloomy and dark environment outside.

But the more it is like this, the more bizarre it becomes.

The bright, well-lit environment itself was odd, incongruous with the location of the temple, as if they were two completely different worlds, with the temple bright inside and the outside gloomy and dark outside.

Tatata!
In the temple courtyard, Ye Zhen, carrying a strange longsword, walked towards the main hall in the center of the temple. With each step, in addition to the slight sound of footsteps, there was also a rustling sound as he touched the weeds, breaking the deathly silence around him.

Above the main hall of the temple is an old plaque with characters not in Chinese but in Japanese. However, Ye Zhen, who often watches anime, recognized the meaning of the characters instantly.

"The Main Hall - Kiyomizu Temple?"

The large characters in the middle of the plaque mean "Great Buddha Hall," while the smaller characters below translate to "Kiyomizu-dera Temple."

"So this temple isn't in China, but in an island nation?" Ye Zhen frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

At the same time, he thought of another paranormal event related to a temple. That event also occurred in an island country and was codenamed "Ghost Temple." It was an S-class paranormal event that reportedly killed many people and still seems to be unsolved.

But this thought only flashed through Ye Zhen's mind. He did not believe that the temple in front of him was related to the S-class paranormal event "Ghost Temple" in the island country. After all, one of them had not been successfully dealt with since it broke out in the real world, while the other was in this unknown paranormal place.

Furthermore, Ye Zhen did not believe that the level of terror and danger posed by the vengeful ghost in the abandoned temple in front of him could reach S-level.

next moment.

With a creaking sound, Ye Zhen reached out and pushed open the tightly closed main hall door in front of him. Perhaps because no one had cleaned it for a long time, a gust of cold wind mixed with dust wafted out the moment the door was pushed open.

However, the dust disappeared before it even touched Ye Zhen's body. A powerful ghostly domain, capable of completely influencing reality, enveloped Ye Zhen's body and transferred the dust away.

Tatata!
Then Ye Zhen stepped into the main hall.

The first thing that caught his eye was a tall Buddha statue placed in the center of the hall. However, the Buddha statue was not any Buddha that Ye Zhen was familiar with. It looked very strange. At first glance, it seemed to be a product formed by the fusion of countless Buddha statues, which was somewhat incongruous.

Below the Buddha statue is a lotus seat. The left hand is in a gesture of holding a flower, standing in front of the Buddha. The right hand is outstretched, with the palm holding a large black bell upside down. The bell is about half a person's height and is completely black. There are some strange red marks on the bell, which look like bloody handprints made by human hands. There are many of them.

The most bizarre feature is the face of the Buddha statue.

It had a crack on its head that almost split its head in two, and its face had an eerie smile that was hard to describe, making it look very sinister and terrifying.

"Kakaka..."

Just as Ye Zhen was examining the Buddha statue, the right hand of the Buddha statue, which was holding a large black bell, turned strangely, and the palm that was originally facing up suddenly turned down.

Strangely, the large black bell held in the Buddha's hand did not fall down as its palm turned, but remained firmly 'sticked' to the Buddha's right hand, yet it eerily emitted a sound that only a large bell would make when struck.

"Boom~"

The bell wasn't loud, but it was very clear, echoing throughout the entire hall. The sound carried an inexplicable chill, and upon hearing it, Ye Zhen's eyes instantly became lifeless, and a deathly pale expression appeared on his face.

next moment.

The bell tolled abruptly, and Ye Zhen was immediately enveloped in an aura of death. His eyes lost all the vitality that a living person should have, and he was clearly dead. Standing there was just a cold corpse.

However, Ye Zhen's physical condition soon changed again. The death aura completely disappeared, and his cold body quickly warmed up. He came back to life.

"Some kind of deadly supernatural curse, almost impossible to resist. The person will be attacked the moment they hear the bell, and will die when the bell stops. This kind of attack is very dangerous to other ghost tamers, but it is completely useless to me, Ye!"

Ye Zhen's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the large black bell in the Buddha statue's hand with surprise. Then he focused his gaze on the Buddha statue itself and loudly proclaimed:

"A mere vengeful ghost dares to impersonate Buddha? It's simply disrespectful to me, Ye. You think you can kill me, Ye, with your mere trickery? That's just wishful thinking."

"I will kill you today!"

The words fell.

Ye Zhen swung his longsword fiercely at the Buddha statue on the platform. The sword was surrounded by a supernatural aura, which was the supernatural power of the vengeful ghost that Ye Zhen had hammered into the sword. It had a terrifying effect of 'cracking upon contact'.

at the same time.

Ye Zhen discovered that the surrounding environment had suddenly changed. The originally brightly lit main hall of the temple had suddenly become a dark and gloomy secret room, and the statue sitting on the platform was no longer the Buddha statue, but a strange, desiccated corpse.

The mummified corpse had a strange smile on its face, and a huge wound on its head that looked ferocious and terrifying, almost splitting the corpse's head in two. Inside the wound was dried and black flesh.

In addition, the only thing that remained unchanged in the entire secret room was the large black bell that was more than half a person tall. However, it was previously supported by a Buddha statue, but now it was held in the hand of a strange mummified corpse.

I was wrong. I'll try to write less of Ye Zhen's storyline in the future, but since I've already started here, I can't just end it abruptly, right? So I'll finish this part of his story as soon as possible. *crying*
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