Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 467: The Final Battle at Baishui Town (9)

Shen Lin's face changed because he clearly saw that there were many old coffins placed in the house. These coffins were faded and covered with dust. There were a lot of them. At a glance, there were at least ten of them. If nothing unexpected happened, the coffins should contain terrible ghosts.

"Red coffins are used to bury people, while black coffins are used to suppress ghosts. This is a rule passed down from the Republic of China. Red coffins can help dying ghost handlers suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts, while black coffins are used to suppress some vicious ghosts or ghost handlers whose humanity has been completely eroded."

Shen Lin felt vaguely uneasy and didn't want to provoke unknown danger for no reason.

"Yang Jian, shall we go in?"

Wang Cha Ling pushed his glasses. His condition was much better than before, thanks to the second generation of the Wang family who continued to help him suppress the revival of the starving ghost.

"Of course we have to go in. We have already chased them here. If we don't kill them, all our efforts will be in vain."

The ghost eye turned restlessly, but its vision was so distorted that it was almost the same as what the naked eye saw. The coffin was not an ordinary coffin, and the ghost eye could not see clearly what was inside.

"Wait, that's..."

Suddenly, Yang Jian's sight locked onto a certain place. It was the lid of one of the coffins. The other coffins were covered with a thick layer of dust, but only here were there a few small handprints and footprints, and there were even a few drops of corpse water on it that emitted a strong and foul smell.

"These are traces left by the ghost boy. The corpse water is also one of the supernatural powers controlled by the ghost boy. Obviously, Wang Shanshan brought them here, but I don't know if they are still here."

Thick ghost shadows covered the ground. Yang Jian picked up the spear and soon found the medium left by Gui Tong and Wang Shanshan. The footprints extended all the way to the stairs leading to the second floor. However, Yang Jian did not rashly use the ghost shadow to touch the stairs, but retracted it.

"Yang Jian, something's going on here."

Zhang Xianguang called out, and several captains immediately gathered around. Following Zhang Xianguang's line of sight, they saw a rusty chain, which was one of the supernatural weapons used by the warden.

At this moment, one end of the chain was fixed in a hidden corner of the house, but it was impossible to determine where the other end extended to, because some means were arranged on the chain, which was not easy to be detected.

"It was the ghost chain left by the warden. He seemed to be afraid that he would get lost in this wooden house, so he used this chain."

"Even the king felt it was dangerous and had to take some measures. It seems that this wooden house is not simple."

Wang Chaling looked around but found no useful clues.

"despair--!"

At this moment, a dim light suddenly lit up on the second floor of the wooden house, and several rays of light poured down the dim stairs.

Yang Jian looked in the direction of the light and found that it came from a room on the second floor. There was also a silhouette on the window of the room, as if there was a person sitting next to the light in the room on the second floor.

The silhouette was motionless, as if it was frozen in place, with no other movements, and there was no way to tell from the silhouette whether the person in the room was a man or a woman.

As the lights appeared, the captains also saw the chain that could be extended infinitely. It also extended up the stairs and turned at the end of the stairs.

"Is it the king's trick, or is it the weirdness of the cabin itself?"

No one could give an accurate explanation for the appearance of the lights, but what was certain was that the disappeared king, Wang Shanshan and the ghost child all came to the second floor of the wooden house.

There was only a flight of stairs between them, but it seemed as if they were divided into two worlds. The captain on the first floor had no idea what was on the second floor. Was there a king hiding there preparing for a sneak attack, or was there an evil ghost wandering around, or both?
It was dead silent and depressing. There seemed to be a huge gully between the first and second floors, which isolated the sound and perception. The two floors were connected only by a seemingly ordinary wooden staircase, which made it difficult to make up one's mind whether to go up or not.

"Let's go together, and everyone should work together to end this war with no winners."

Yang Jian held the spear in reverse, ready to deal with any unexpected and dangerous situations at any time. "Yes, no matter what the result is, it will all end here."

Wang Chaling followed behind Yang Jian, and the four terrifying ghosts surrounded him tightly.

Next was Zhang Xianguang, who was in poor condition and not suitable for the bottom position, so he walked in the middle.

Next came Shen Lin and He Yuelian, while Ye Zhen was responsible for covering their retreat.

The wooden stairs creaked when stepped on, as if they would collapse at any time. However, the quality of the stairs was still quite good. Even though they were so old, they had not rotted or broken, and could still bear the weight of a living person.

However, when Yang Jian came to the turning of the stairs, what he saw was not the road leading to the second floor, but another staircase.

"Follow closely, the ghost has changed the layout of the wooden building, and there's something wrong with this staircase."

Yang Jian reminded him in a deep voice, but he had to frown and continue walking up.

After walking along the stairs for about ten minutes, the seemingly endless staircase finally reached the end.

The yellow light shone over at this moment, but when it fell on the captains, they felt an indescribable discomfort, as if there was a barrier between themselves and the place covered by the light, and they had no contact with each other.

Only Wang Chaling was not affected, and even he himself could not explain the reason. From the moment he saw the wooden house, he had an inexplicable feeling, as if this wooden building had some inextricable connection with himself, or with the Wang family.

The second floor was empty, without a single light, but contrary to common sense, the building was brightly lit.

There were a lot of footprints scattered on the floor of the second floor. Those footprints were very small. They were not from adults, but from children. It was obvious that the ghost child had also been here, and not long ago.

"There is no sign of the kings. This leaves only one possibility: they entered the room."

Shen Lin glanced around and said after making sure that he had not missed any key information.

"It is very risky to open the door rashly. The person who opens the door might be killed by the instant attack."

Zhang Xianguang had already handed the sword to Wang Chaling at this time, because among the people present, only his physical skills were slightly weaker.

“No matter how dangerous it is, we have to drive.”

As Yang Jian spoke, he let the ghost leave his body. At the same time, some supernatural power was still controlling his body to open the door.

However, as soon as the door was opened, a gust of wind blew out from inside the door. The appearance of this strong wind made everything around blurred. Even if Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes, he could not see everything around him clearly. Not only was his vision blurred, but even the surrounding light was swaying.

"I saw it, it was..."

Although his vision was distorted, Yang Jian still saw that there were several figures standing in the small room... Hortis, lords, manor owners... It seemed that all the kings were gathered here.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Not only Yang Jian, the pouring cold wind affected all the captains. If it weren't for this reason, Yang Jian and Wang Chaling would even suspect whether Cao Yang appeared in this room first.

Everything seemed to be disappearing, as if entering a time tunnel in a science fiction movie, making people feel inexplicably dazed and confused.

(End of this chapter)