Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 469: The Final Battle at Baishui Town (11)

"Wait, Sisi, wait for me."

Suddenly, something strange flashed in Ye Zhen's eyes. After leaving these words, he disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving Feng Sisi feeling confused.

Dachang City, Ye Zhen used the Ghost Den Transformation Rainbow to quickly arrive at this city. The doubts in his heart needed to be verified, and he started with someone in this city.

At Dachang No. 7 Middle School, it was the time for students to get out of class. High school students were bustling around in the teaching building, laughing and playing, a scene of youthful vitality.

The evil den covered the place silently, and the originally comfortable and warm weather suddenly became chilly. The students who were doing outdoor activities all shivered, as if the temperature dropped drastically in an instant.

"What the hell, why do I feel like I'm in a morgue all of a sudden, and there's always a chill on my back."

Zhang Wei shuddered and couldn't help but complain.

"Ah Wei, what nonsense are you talking about? Can't you say something auspicious?"

A boy next to Awei said this, but the next second his expression suddenly became extremely terrified, as if he had seen something terrible, or as if an invisible person was holding a knife to his neck, and would take his young life in the next second.

"No way, Yang Jian, you're so scared by just one sentence from Wei Ge?"

Zhang Wei joked with a smile, but Yang Jian didn't mean to be joking at all, his eyes were full of fear.

However, this feeling quickly faded away like the tide, as if the fatal crisis just now was just an illusion.

"It must be because I stayed up late last night to read that post."

Yang Jian shook his head and rubbed his eyes hard. Only after making sure that nothing had happened did he continue to play with Zhang Wei.

On the rooftop of the teaching building, Ye Zhen clasped his hands across his chest. The test just now made him feel even more depressed.

"I seem to have really returned to the past. At this time, Sisi is still alive, and Xiao Yang is still just a loser high school student, and has not yet become a ghost rider."

"No, I don't believe it. Even supernatural powers can't make people go back to the past. This is absolutely fake."

Ye Zhen shook his head, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

Ten seconds later, in Otsu City, Ye Zhen locked Cao Yang's position through the ghost den. However, Cao Yang at this time was just an ordinary college student and had not become a ghost rider.

"Is it the same even for Xiao Cao?"

Ye Zhen murmured in a low voice. He returned to the welfare home in Dahai City and returned to Feng Sisi's sight.

"Hey, Ye Zhen, what's wrong with you? Why are you so weird? And why did you leave me alone and run away so fast..."

Feng Sisi blinked and asked aggrievedly.

"I……"

Ye Zhen hesitated to speak, even though he knew that this was most likely just an illusion, a phenomenon derived from the supernatural, but when he faced this girl, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. This almost became his inner demon, lingering and deeply rooted.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I don't believe it, all of this is fake. If I really go back to the past, how can I explain the scapegoat in my body? There are absolutely no two exactly the same ghosts in the spiritual world."

Suddenly, Ye Zhen seemed to have thought of something, but this time he did not abandon Feng Sisi. Instead, he took her hand and instantly appeared in a small room in the welfare home.

The room was well preserved. Although it was covered with dust, at least there was no sign of moss or mildew. There was a leather suitcase in the room that was tightly secured with copper nails.

"As long as you open this box, everything will have the answer."

Ye Zhen's eyes flickered, and Feng Sisi could clearly feel that Ye Zhen's hands and even his whole body were shaking, as if he was afraid of something, which was incompatible with his usual image of a lawless middle school boy. "Ye Zhen, what are you thinking about? Why did you suddenly bring me here? Is there something you want in this box? Do you want me to help you open it?"

For some unknown reason, Feng Sisi never showed any suspicion or fear towards Ye Zhen's strange methods. It seemed that she had already known about the existence of supernatural powers, or that the supernatural powers had influenced her, making her subconsciously ignore all kinds of unreasonable things.

"No, Sisi, you go out first. I'll open this box by myself. There are some bad things in it. I'm afraid to scare you."

Ye Zhen let go of his hand and said softly.

The truth may be cruel, but he knows he has to face it.

"Oh, fine then, but don't leave me alone again this time."

Feng Sisi responded obediently and then walked out. Although Ye Zhen behaved abnormally in every way, she seemed not to notice it and was very dependent on Ye Zhen instead.

"call--"

After Feng Sisi left, Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but his mood did not become relieved.

"It's time to face everything. If it's true, I'll live my life over again. If it's false, I'll find the source of the supernatural and rebuild my heart."

Ye Zhen felt a terrifying force in his hands, and he forcibly opened the welded box, revealing a pile of old-style clothes stuffed inside.

Without the isolation of gold, Ye Zhen did not need to tear off the clothes to see the curled up, highly decayed corpse wrapped in the clothes.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen's eyes were filled with a resolute emotion...

On the Yellow Springs Road, Cao Yang's figure squeezed out from the dense pile of dead souls. After going deep for a distance, he keenly noticed the abnormalities around him.

It was depressing and dull. Something must have happened here. The surroundings were obviously empty, and occasionally a dead soul passed by, but it gave people a suffocating feeling of confinement. The air seemed to be stained with a layer of color, which gradually took the shape of rectangular outlines.

“Click—!”

A sound attracted Cao Yang's attention, as if something fell.

"Is this... the door handle of the ghost door?"

There was a strange look in Cao Yang's eyes.

"The door handle appeared here, which means that Li Yang is definitely in danger. According to Yang Jian, except for me, the other captains have already left Huangquan Road. They should have acted together."

"Then it means that they caught up with the king here and had a fight, and the price was Li Yang's death."

"The door handle didn't appear earlier or later, but it appeared when I came. Maybe Li Yang is not dead yet, but he is lost in the world of ghosts, so he wants to attract my attention in this way. In this way, there may be a chance to rescue him."

Thinking of this, Cao Yang decided to give it a try. If Li Yang was not dead yet, he could probably save him by using the door handle to open the Ghost Gate. Even if he was dead, it didn't matter. Cao Yang didn't think he didn't have the ability to close the Ghost Gate.

"Give it a try. It would be a shame if someone like Li Yang died like this. No captain would give up on such a teammate easily. He is loyal, capable, able to recognize the situation, and has enough courage."

The ghost blood seeped in, and Cao Yang used blood to draw the shape of a door on the ground. Then he took out the old wooden door handle and installed it directly on the empty space.

The door drawn with blood actually emerged directly from the ground, and a real door appeared. This door could be opened by the door handle. This door briefly served as a ghost door, connecting to the supernatural world behind the ghost door.

"open--!"

(End of this chapter)