Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 161 Infinite Replication, Zhang Dong Makes His Move!
"It's Zhang Xianguang!"

"Why would he be here at this time? Could it be that he came here directly after leaving the Ping An Hotel, intending to steal the mummified bride and now begin his long-planned Peach Blossom Spring scheme?"

As Li Hui appeared in front of the gate of the old house from the Republican era, he clearly heard two voices coming from inside. One of the voices undoubtedly belonged to Zhang Dong, the owner of the old house, while the other voice belonged to Zhang Xianguang.

Li Hui had spoken with Zhang Xianguang before, not only at the Ping An Hotel, but also at the Ghost Post Office. Therefore, he was familiar with Zhang Xianguang's voice and recognized him after a moment's thought.

The only thing that surprised Li Hui was that the other party had actually appeared here at this time, but considering the relationship between Zhang Xianguang and Zhang Dong, he wasn't so surprised.

After all, Zhang Xianguang was Zhang Dong's son. It's not surprising that he dared to come here and try to take away the mummified bride before Zhang Dong died. Even if Zhang Dong didn't approve of some of Zhang Xianguang's actions, he wouldn't go so far as to harm his own son. At most, he would just stop Zhang Xianguang from taking away the ghost bride.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that everything makes sense.

While thinking.

Li Hui stepped into the ancient house with its gate wide open, preparing to walk inside.

The front yard of the old house was empty, with nothing but a huge wall behind the gate. This wall is called a screen wall, which is a standard feature of traditional Chinese architecture.

Li Hui's ghost domain remained open, its dark aura enveloping everything around him.

While he was still in the front yard, the ghostly domain had already spread into the interior of the old house. However, it could not go any further when it reached the center of the courtyard. All the ashes that had drifted in disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Also.

Behind Li Hui, there was another pitch-black ghost realm, enveloped by his ghost realm, which entered the old house with Li Hui. The supernatural power of the ghost realm kept clashing with his ghost realm, but it was never completely suppressed by Li Hui's ghost realm. The two were in an extremely strange balance.

If others saw this scene, they would be very surprised, because there are basically only two possible scenarios in the confrontation between ghost realms.

One type is where the weak ghost domain is completely suppressed and cannot expand, while the other type can expand, but due to the influence of each other's supernatural powers, some of the ghost domain's abilities cannot be used normally. It is very rare for a balance like Li Hui's current one to occur.

In that pitch-black ghost realm, dense human figures moved about, their forms hidden in the darkness, almost blending into the surrounding darkness. Only when they moved could their human outlines be barely seen.

In addition, there are also strange coffins without lids in the ghost realm. The color and size of each coffin are exactly the same, and even the missing parts of the coffins are exactly the same, as if they were copied from the same mold.

.........

at the same time.

The interior of the old house.

As Li Hui moved, ashes from the paper filled the air, and Zhang Xianguang and Zhang Dong abruptly stopped talking, turning to look at the front yard in front of the courtyard.

Standing in the courtyard, Nie Yingping's expression also changed. He looked over as well, and after seeing the ashes floating in the air, he frowned and said, "These ashes... is this the ghost of that ominous painting?"

As a veteran in the paranormal community, Nie Yingping has been a ghost tamer for decades, so he is no stranger to the supernatural power of ghost paintings. He recognized the painting immediately when he saw the ashes floating in the air.

"At this time, shouldn't that haunted painting be overseas? Moreover, Zhang Xianguang sent Song Xinhai and the others to lure the painting. If they succeeded, the painting would appear in Shuangqiao Town; even if they failed, it would still be overseas. How could it suddenly appear here?"

Nie Yingping was deeply puzzled, but then another thought came to his mind.

"Could it be... that this isn't the infamous haunted painting from the real world, but rather a supernatural puzzle piece belonging to the ghost painting, which has been sealed away in this haunted place all along?"

It's no wonder he had such thoughts.

In Nie Yingping's view, even a ghost painting shouldn't have the ability to invade this haunted place. As for taking the haunted bus, he and Zhang Xianguang had just gotten off that ghost bus, so how could it possibly pull the ghost painting in again in an instant?

Therefore, after eliminating a series of impossible factors, Nie Yingping felt that what remained was the absolute 'truth'.

Compared to him.

Zhang Xianguang and Zhang Dong, who were in the lobby, were much calmer. They had both met Li Hui before and knew who the visitor was.

Zhang Xianguang was somewhat puzzled, unsure why Li Hui had suddenly come here. As for Zhang Dong, he seemed completely unconcerned, even though Li Hui had just left him not long ago...

Tap tap, tap tap tap!

soon.

Under the watchful eyes of Zhang Xianguang and the other two, a series of footsteps came from the front yard of the old house. There was more than one sound, so it was clear that there was more than one person walking.

Then Li Hui's figure came into view.

The gloomy ghost domain disappeared after spreading to the courtyard of the old house. Therefore, when Li Hui walked into the courtyard, he was revealed and was no longer hidden in the ghost domain. In the end, he even retracted his ghost domain.

"Hmm? It's not a vengeful ghost, but a living person. A ghost tamer, huh? He's got the supernatural power of that ominous painting under his control. What a lucky kid."

After seeing Li Hui's appearance clearly, Nie Yingping's eyes flickered slightly, and after carefully examining him, he thought to himself.

Then he turned his gaze to what was behind Li Hui.

As Li Hui retracted his ghost domain, the ghost messengers following behind him were immediately exposed to everyone's sight. Dense footsteps could be heard coming from within the pitch-black ghost domain, indicating that something was amiss.

"An unknown vengeful ghost followed this kid into the old house. Could it be that he is unable to deal with the vengeful ghost on his own, so he wants to come here to use external forces to suppress it?" Nie Yingping thought to himself.

As for what external force was used, it was undoubtedly the owner of this old house, the old man sitting in the grand chair in the main hall.

Although Nie Yingping still couldn't confirm the old man's identity at this point, he had a vague guess in his mind and a general idea of ​​the old man's strength.

Even if he was wrong and the old man wasn't the person he thought he was, someone who could suppress such a strange place must have terrifying strength and the ability to suppress all supernatural phenomena.

"But... why does that vengeful ghost give me such a strange feeling of familiarity?"

Nie Yingping frowned, but couldn't recall where he had encountered the vengeful ghost following Li Hui.

Zhang Xianguang, on the other hand, recognized it immediately and muttered to himself, "How could this vengeful ghost reappear? Wasn't that ominous coffin sealed away back then? Could someone have deliberately released it?"

Then Zhang Xianguang said to Li Hui, "With your strength, there's no reason you shouldn't be able to deal with this vengeful ghost. After all, it's not complete right now, missing a large piece of the puzzle. The ghost painting spirit you control has a great suppressive advantage over it, so how come you're the one being chased?"

Zhang Xianguang's tone was slightly surprised, his expression indifferent, and his words seemed to indicate that he was very familiar with the characteristics of ghost messengers.

Upon hearing this, Li Hui said, "Something unexpected happened. This vengeful ghost devoured other vengeful ghosts and changed. I can't handle it myself, so I want to ask for help."

As he spoke, Li Hui's gaze fell on Zhang Dong, who was sitting in the lobby. Clearly, he was speaking to Zhang Dong. As for Zhang Xiangguang, who was standing next to Zhang Dong, Li Hui was just continuing the conversation and did not believe that Zhang Xiangguang had the ability to help him.

At this moment, Zhang Dong remained calm, offering no response to Li Hui's words. His gaze was fixed on the ghost messengers behind Li Hui, making it impossible to discern his inner thoughts.

"A malevolent coffin? Is this the same vengeful ghost that haunted outside Dachang City back then?" At this moment, Nie Yingping on the other side also realized, finally understanding where his sense of familiarity came from.

The Ghost Coffin incident caused a great deal of trouble in their time. In fact, it was more famous than the Ghost Painting incident in the Chinese paranormal community. Many people died, and ghost tamers were killed one after another.

It wasn't until the ghost coffin suddenly disappeared that this supernatural event was gradually forgotten by everyone. Now, listening to Zhang Xianguang's words, it seems that someone disposed of the ghost coffin incident back then.

"Back then, the only ones capable of handling the ghost coffin incident were probably those few ghost controllers hidden in the shadows during the Republic of China era, right?" Nie Yingping thought to himself, then turned his gaze to Zhang Dong, who was sitting in a black armchair.

no doubt.

The owner of this old house was a ghost tamer during the Republic of China era, and even one of the top ghost tamers during that special period.

In addition, Zhang Xianguang's attitude towards the old man, and the fact that the two had somewhat similar faces, deepened Nie Yingping's suspicions.

"Given Zhang Xianguang's understanding of the ghost coffin incident from back then, could it be that this old man was the one who ultimately dealt with that supernatural event?" Nie Yingping's mind raced, and this thought popped into his head, but he didn't ask directly. Instead, he pondered it to himself.

"The reason this vengeful ghost underwent this transformation is largely due to you, isn't it?"

suddenly.

Zhang Dong, who was sitting in a black armchair, spoke.

His tone was very calm, but it revealed an inexplicable sense of authority. Although it was a question, his tone was extremely certain.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

Upon hearing this, Li Hui did not deny it at all, and readily admitted, "You also know the special nature of the vengeful ghost on my body. I am very envious of the power of this vengeful ghost, but I did not expect to mess things up and end up in this situation. So I had no choice but to come here to ask Elder Zhang for help in imprisoning it!"

The phone tattoo was a secret to others, but it was an open secret to Qin Lao and Zhang Dong. So Li Hui spoke frankly, saying that he wanted to replicate the supernatural abilities of the ghost messenger, but in the end, he messed things up.

Most importantly, Li Hui's strength was now sufficient to handle many things. Apart from Zhang Dong and a few other remnants of the Republic of China, he feared no one. Even the captain was no match for him at this moment. Therefore, he had fewer concerns and it didn't matter if the secret of his phone tattoo was discovered.

Thinking.

Li Hui glanced at the back of his hand and noticed that the phone tattoo on the back of his hand was gradually changing.

There are already things in four of the six boxes on the screen.

The first frame contains an illusory old bus; the second frame contains a portrait of a woman; the third frame contains a bride with a red veil and a red wedding dress; and the fourth frame contains a somewhat illusory black coffin with a person vaguely lying inside.

These are the four supernatural phenomena that Li Hui replicated, but at this moment, except for the fourth frame, the things in the first to third frames are rapidly becoming illusory, as if they may disappear at any moment.

This is not because the supernatural abilities that Li Hui replicated are failing, but because they are being gradually devoured by the supernatural abilities of the ghost messengers in the fourth frame.

The ghost messenger and the starving ghost's ability to devour vengeful spirits were applied to the other frames of the phone tattoo.

In other words, Li Hui will have no limit on the number of times he can replicate supernatural phenomena in the future, because the supernatural power he replicates will be absorbed by the fourth frame, and the frame that was originally occupied will become empty, which can be used to replicate new supernatural phenomena. This process will continue indefinitely, so there will naturally be no limit to the number of times or quantities of supernatural phenomena that Li Hui can replicate...

However, this absorption process takes time, since Li Hui only replicated a portion of the supernatural phenomena of the ghost messengers and the starving ghosts, and it was not complete.

"I wonder if the same vengeful ghost can be replicated a second or even multiple times..." Looking at the ghost messengers behind him, Li Hui felt a little restless, as if he wanted to try it out.

But at this time.

Zhang Dong spoke up: "Every ghost has a limit. As the number and frequency of supernatural power use increases, the ghost will gradually revive and eventually go out of control. Even ghosts that have already died are no exception. No one can change this, and no one can truly and completely control a ghost."

When saying this.

Zhang Dong first shifted his gaze from the ghost messenger to Li Hui, and then to Zhang Xianguang. It was unclear whether he was warning Li Hui that the phone tattoo was also a vengeful ghost and that it was at risk of reviving sooner or later, or telling Zhang Xianguang that his long-planned Peach Blossom Spring project was destined to fail and that no one could completely control a vengeful ghost.

Or...

Both?
Before Li Hui and Zhang Xianguang could respond, Zhang Dong stood up from the black armchair and stretched out his palm toward the ghost messenger.

The moment he raised his hand, an incomprehensible and bizarre scene unfolded.

The dark ghost realm that had invaded the courtyard of the old house blurred for a moment, and at the same time, the ashes in the ghost realm disappeared rapidly, as if they had been forcibly erased by something.

“This ghost is indeed not suitable to stay. Give it time, and no one will be able to deal with it. Since we’re here today, let’s leave it here.”

An aged yet authoritative voice rang out.

next moment.

Zhang Dong raised his withered hand and waved it gently, as if he were saying goodbye to the ghost messenger, or sending it on its way...

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This is outrageous! Someone actually said I used AI to write my essays. I admit my writing is bad, but it doesn't justify accusing me of using AI! *crying*
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