Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 486: Yellow Mud Road and Black Coffin
Cao Yang's figure appeared again in the wilderness and forest. When the paper figures saw Cao Yang appear, they all showed expectant looks on their faces.

"It worked by luck."

Cao Yang chuckled and said to one of the paper figures.

"You are still too modest. If you were a little more high-profile, the headquarters would not let Yang Jian be the law enforcement captain. Of course, Yang Jian is also very capable. I don't mean to belittle him. It's just that his personality and thinking are different from yours."

"But since the headquarters has decided this, I have no objection. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. If Yang Jian were to help me, he might not be able to succeed."

The paper man rarely showed a serious expression, as if he was quite dissatisfied with Cao Yang for not being able to become the law enforcement captain.

"He is the law enforcement captain, and the other ghost riders are the responsible persons. They are all struggling to survive. There is no essential difference. From the moment the captain's plan was implemented, the headquarters is no longer the one in charge."

"It's the captain who gives face to the headquarters, not the headquarters giving face to the captain. The headquarters can't withhold the resources the captain wants."

Cao Yang shrugged. He really didn't have any idea about the title of law enforcement captain.

"Let's not talk about that. I still have to trouble you with a small matter. My real body is trapped in the corpse keeper's grave. The paper man will show you the way. You can find me if you follow the direction."

Liu San said.

Then, the paper figures scattered among the mountains and forests stretched out their hands and showed Cao Yang the way step by step.

soon.

A strange road appeared in Cao Yang's sight.

It was a muddy road. Every step you took would get you covered in yellow mud that you couldn't get rid of.

"Yellow mud road?"

Almost subconsciously, Cao Yang thought of Zhao Tong, and at the same time, he also remembered the yellow mud road he encountered in the ancient house in Dajing City before.

"There is also a yellow mud road behind the ancient house in Zhangdong, leading to the depths of the ghost forest."

Cao Yang would not believe that this was a coincidence. Perhaps these three sections of yellow mud roads were connected from the beginning, but were forcibly separated by some means.

"The yellow mud road is a medium. Only by taking this road can we go to the right place."

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go get someone."

Without waiting for the paper man to respond, Cao Yang's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only the paper man standing there in confusion, although he couldn't move.

In Dachang City, Cao Yang locked Zhao Tong's location by tracking ghosts. At this moment, he and his team members had just dealt with a fierce ghost.

"Captain Cao."

Seeing Cao Yang appear, the team led by Ah Hong greeted him very politely.

"Zhao Tong, come with me."

Cao Yang didn't say much, but took Zhao Tong and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Captain, what's the matter that's causing you so much anxiety?"

As soon as Zhao Tong finished speaking, the two of them appeared beside the yellow mud road.

"Open the ghost cave and see if there is any special connection between the two sections of yellow mud road."

Hearing this, Zhao Tong didn't waste any words and directly opened his own ghost den.

Under his feet, a dim, winding path appeared, and it continued to extend from Zhaotong. A section of yellow mud road suddenly appeared on this path, as if it was forcibly spliced ​​together. The yellow mud road and the winding path seemed somewhat out of place.

Zhao Tong said nothing, just staring at the yellow mud road in the forest. After a while.

"The two sections of yellow mud road do have some kind of relationship. To be more specific, they are puzzle pieces to each other. I can feel the evil spirit of my section of yellow mud road is stirring, and it seems to want to be pieced together with the real section of yellow mud road."

Zhao Tong said solemnly.

"But in reality, this stretch of road doesn't seem to be a real ghost, but more like a derivative of the original ghost."

He scratched his head, somewhat unsure.

"You come with me."

Cao Yang took Zhao Tong and continued to move forward in the direction of the paper man's finger. After walking through the muddy yellow mud road, they soon arrived at a mysterious place.

This is an old wooden house. It is not big, with only two floors, and it is quite old. The wood has a gray color, as if it has been exposed to wind and sun for a long time.

As soon as I entered the old house, the surrounding light seemed to disappear completely, and darkness surged in from all directions like a tide. The air was filled with a foul and damp smell, and some strange noises could be vaguely heard in the house.

"Cao Yang, there is no problem on the first floor. I have checked it. Go to the kitchen. There is a ladder leading to the second floor."

The paper man on the first floor reminded.

Cao Yang nodded, and brought Zhao Tong to the kitchen. The blood lake rose up and lifted the two of them up. As for the ladder, Cao Yang ignored it.

"Captain, there is a coffin."

Zhao Tong immediately noticed the coffin placed in the middle. The coffin was pitch black and exuded a cold aura, as if foreshadowing some kind of risk.

"That is to say, Liu San put himself in the coffin, and the so-called corpse keeper should be inside as well. I have to say that he is really bold."

Cao Yang walked over and tried to open the coffin lid. The coffin lid was unusually heavy, but Cao Yang still opened it easily.

Suddenly, a strong stench spread out, and Cao Yang saw Liu San lying in the coffin. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the gray-green corpse fluid. His legs had been completely corroded by the corpse fluid, so all the paper figures were nailed in place and unable to move.

"Be careful, the ghost is on the other side of the coffin lid."

Liu San himself was not silent. He was conscious and ready the moment the coffin was opened.

A pool of corpse-like mud was rapidly eroding Cao Yang's body. In just a moment, part of Cao Yang's body turned into a hard clay sculpture, and the flesh and blood on other parts of his body were also rapidly peeling off and then replaced by the foul-smelling mud.

"Go away!"

With an angry roar, the mud ghost was thrown into the false world by Cao Yang and disappeared directly into reality.

Then, Cao Yang's deteriorating body began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dirt fell off, flesh and blood grew, and he soon returned to his original healthy state.

Zhao Tong walked over and pulled Liu San out of the coffin, but the man did not look very good. His originally sickly and sallow face now had a few dark green spots on it, making him look like he had some strange disease.

"Thank you very much for this, Cao Yang. I guess this coffin was prepared by the corpse keeper for himself, but I haven't found his body yet. With the copper basin, there's no need to worry about another accident."

Liu San kept shaking his legs, trying to get rid of the erosion of the ghost corpse fluid.

"I'll leave the trouble here for you to deal with. The captain's meeting will be held in three days. I hope you can attend then. It's best not to get into trouble again."

Cao Yang took out a copper basin from the blood lake and handed it to Liu San, who took it without hesitation.

"Don't worry, I won't allow a resurrected Republic of China ghost rider to cause trouble in the city I'm responsible for. Give me some time, and I will definitely get rid of it completely."

"That's best."

(End of this chapter)