Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 39 Portrait
There were many ghost slaves on the streets.

At a glance, all around were expressionless, vacant-eyed ghost servants, their bodies covered in lividity. Their bodies were stiff and cold, exuding an inexplicable stillness.

According to 'Igawa Sakurako'

Three months ago, the ghost drawing incident broke out in the island nation.

At the time, the ghostly realm almost covered the entire city, and many people were unexpectedly drawn into this supernatural event, ultimately suffering attacks from the vengeful ghosts in a daze.

At the beginning, there were many ordinary people in the ghost painting. However, in the past three months, the vengeful ghosts have been killing people non-stop, which has led to a sharp decrease in the number of survivors. Some of the dead have been turned into ghost slaves and are wandering around the city.

Anyone else, even a ghost tamer, would find it difficult to deal with so many ghost servants surrounding them, and might even be worn down to death here.

Even ghost slaves possess supernatural abilities, and ordinary ghost tamers simply cannot handle such a large number of ghost slaves; they themselves will be the first to succumb, and the vengeful spirits will revive.

But Li Hui had no such concerns at all.

The presence of the cell phone tattoo relieved him of any concerns about the resurgence of vengeful spirits. Therefore, before the ghost servants could surround him, he quickened his pace and rushed towards the wooden house at the end of the road.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!
No matter how much the ghost slaves are suppressed, it's useless. But once the source of the evil spirit is dealt with and the supernatural power is suppressed, the remaining ghost slaves will lose the support of supernatural power and become ordinary corpses.

With 30% of the bus's supernatural power at his disposal, the ghost servants who surrounded him were no match for Li Hui.

He charged recklessly, and any ghost servants who touched him were sent flying as if hit by a speeding car, crashing to the ground and remaining motionless.

"If I'm not mistaken, the tall figure in the cabin is the source of the vengeful ghost, provided there's only one ghost inside the cabin."

Li Hui was not far from the wooden house, and as he quickened his pace, he soon arrived at the door. The musty smell of rotting wood assaulted his sense of smell.

Bang~!

Li Hui acted decisively and directly, without wasting any time, and kicked open the wooden door in front of him with a forceful kick.

The moment the door was kicked open, a gust of wind blew out from inside, carrying a chill that made the surrounding environment even darker. Even Li Hui couldn't see anything clearly; his vision was impaired.

"Clap!"

at the same time.

A stiff hand gripped Li Hui's shoulder, and he immediately felt a chill run through his body. But that was all; the supernatural curse on the hand was blocked by the supernatural power of the bus Li Hui was driving, and it did not cause any real harm to Li Hui's body.

next moment.

Li Hui reached out and grabbed the hand on his shoulder. The immense force twisted the bones of the hand that had emerged from the wooden house, breaking it. This was a clash between supernatural entities, and clearly, the supernatural entity on the bus had the upper hand.

boom!
Then Li Hui kicked.

In the darkness, a figure flew backward and crashed heavily into the innermost wooden wall, its wrist twisted and motionless for a long time, its supernatural aura subsiding.

As the vengeful spirit was suppressed, the originally dark environment inside the wooden house changed, and Li Hui could clearly see the scene inside the house, no longer having any obstruction to his vision.

There weren't many things on the first floor of the wooden house. In the middle was a wooden round table and a few chairs, which were now completely rotten.

In addition, at the far end of the hall, there is an offering table with a black and white portrait on it. In front of the portrait is an incense burner, and on each side is a candlestick, but there are no burning incense or candles.

The incense has burned out, and all the remaining ash is inside the incense burner.

Because the environment was too humid, all the incense ash clumped together, looking like gray clods of earth from a distance.

The candlesticks on both sides were similarly covered with candle wax residue, indicating that they hadn't been cleaned in a long time and the wax had turned black and moldy.

"Isn't the vengeful ghost that attacked me the source of these ghost slaves?"

After throwing a few punches and knocking away some of the ghost slaves who were close to him, Li Hui turned his attention to the floor of the first-floor hall of the wooden house.

Like the rest of the cabin, the wooden planks on the ground floor were damp and moldy, with some parts completely rotten, emitting a strong smell of decaying wood.

Inside the wooden house, on the ground next to the altar, lay a terrifying figure with its body severely twisted.

Its skin was deathly pale, its whole body was lifeless, and its limbs and body were irregularly twisted and deformed, making it look extremely terrifying.

Under the eerie pressure of the bus, the vengeful ghost fell silent, but the ghost servants on the street continued to swarm around it, which proved that the source of those ghost servants was not the vengeful ghost on the floor of the hall.

"That's right. Although this ghost is not short, it is far from reaching two meters in height."

Li Hui recalled seeing a figure moving in the darkness inside the wooden house when he approached it earlier; it was a tall figure over two meters tall.

This means that there was more than one evil spirit inside the wooden house.

Tatata!
Thinking of this, Li Hui stepped into the wooden house. The wooden planks on the floor of the first-floor hall seemed to be unable to bear the weight at this moment, and made 'creak, creak' sounds from time to time when he stepped on them.

Strangely enough, the moment Li Hui stepped into the wooden house, the ghost slaves who had been surrounding him immediately stopped, as if they had lost their target in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost slaves on the street began to disperse. Some went back into the buildings on both sides of the road, while others continued to wander on the street. However, not a single ghost slave followed Li Hui into the old wooden building.

It was as if this wooden hut was a forbidden zone for all the ghost slaves, some kind of rule restricting them, preventing them from, or perhaps daring not to, stepping inside...

After entering the wooden house, Li Hui first went to the side of the vengeful ghost that had fallen silent and reached out to lift it up from the ground.

The seemingly heavy ghost felt weightless in Li Hui's hands; he lifted it up effortlessly, as if it were just an ordinary object.

After doing all this, Li Hui took a closer look at the interior of the wooden house.

The first thing that caught his eye was the black-and-white portrait of the deceased placed on the altar.

The portrait shows an elderly man with white hair, his face covered in wrinkles, and wearing a garment in the style of an island nation.

From the outside, the portrait seemed normal and didn't look like any supernatural object, but Li Hui always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

It was a very strange feeling, somewhat similar to what is known as the sixth sense.

Snapped!
After hesitating for a moment, Li Hui reached out with his other hand and picked up the black and white portrait from the altar.

The moment the portrait left the altar, the environment inside the wooden house changed instantly.

Three burning incense sticks suddenly appeared in the incense burner, which had originally contained only ashes. The smoke that drifted out was black and, guided by a mysterious force, drifted toward Li Hui's body.

Not only that.

Two more black candles were burning on the candlesticks on either side of the offering table. The black light emitted by them not only failed to illuminate the surroundings, but also made the environment in the hall even darker, giving people a gloomy and eerie feeling.

The most bizarre thing is the wooden house itself.

this moment.

The entire wooden house was shaking as if an earthquake had struck outside. All the planks were making a teeth-grinding sound, as if they could not bear the weight and would collapse at any moment.

The walls, ceiling, and even the floor of the wooden house began to seep out a thick, dark red liquid.

One more chapter to come!
Since I said I would resume updating two chapters a day or four thousand words per chapter, I will definitely do it!

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