Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 508: Ghost Play Past

As the ethereal and eerie funeral music began to play, the dirty old strips of cloth that were originally tied to the stage and dangling began to move without wind, rustling in the air.

There were rows of wooden benches painted scarlet red under the stage. The originally neatly arranged benches had become messy at some point, and some of them had even fallen over, as if the people sitting on them had gotten angry and kicked them over.

"Captain Yang, something is approaching."

Zhu Mian frowned, he was sure that there was a terrible ghost sitting on each of those wooden benches, and that these ghosts had already set their sights on him and his group.

"Li Yang, open the ghost gate and send away the evil spirits first."

After a brief thought, Yang Jian said.

"it is good."

Li Yang didn't waste any words, and directly spread the ghost cave towards the stage, but his ghost cave was always close to the ground, and the shapes of red painted wooden doors emerged in the ghost cave.

Then, all the doors opened at the same time, accompanied by a curse that anyone who opened a door would die, and wooden stools fell into the ghost gate one after another.

On the stage, Cao Yang's originally blurry figure gradually became clearer. His clothes had been eroded into the appearance of a costume, and his face was constantly oozing with bright and rich ink, as if to turn him into an actor performing on stage.

"Captain, there are too many ghosts. And I can feel that a certain action just now has caused all the ghosts to target us, which means that we have triggered the killing pattern of thirty-six ghosts at the same time."

Li Yang growled. At this time, he had completely sent those wooden benches into the world behind the ghost gate, but the wooden benches were just a medium. The ghosts originally sitting on the benches were not really sent away. Ghosts with high levels of terror could distort and affect reality even without a medium.

As they spoke, the attack by the entire ghost troupe was already underway.

Li Yang's clothes had turned into a loose red costume at some point. There seemed to be some foreign object wriggling under the costume, and from time to time, the outline of a hideous ghost face was imprinted on the cuffs and chest.

Not only that, the floating sound of funeral music has been invading Li Yang's consciousness. He has no control over the spiritual power of consciousness, and this attack on consciousness is fatal to him.

However, Zhu Mian didn't seem to be affected at all, and from the outside, he seemed to be in better condition than Li Yang.

The clothes on his body were also corroded, but the bronze clothing with red rust inside was exposed. It did not look like a piece of clothing, but more like a bronze object, but it was forcibly made into clothing and worn on the body.

On the other hand, Cao Yang was not affected at all. The attack of the evil spirit was not fatal to him. At this time, he was even exploring this strange stage.

"A black cloth on the ground and a white cloth hanging from the top."

"The stage and the troupe are puzzle pieces, which means that there must be a core evil spirit that keeps the stage running. After all, only ghosts or supernatural objects can be called puzzle pieces, not supernatural derivatives."

In the fake world, Cao Yang walked around the stage and didn't find anything obvious. Whether it was the white cloth strips or the black cloth on the ground, they were just contaminated with supernatural objects and were not real ghosts.

"The ghost can only be under the stage."

Cao Yang took the hatchet from the fake world and directly chopped the black cloth and the wooden board under his feet. Under the stage was a thick darkness, like an abyss leading to hell, with no end in sight.

One piece of wood after another was removed, and finally Cao Yang found a secret compartment under the stage. It was hollow, and there was a coffin placed in the secret compartment.

"It seems that this is the origin of the stage." This is a red coffin. The scarlet paint has gone through so many years that the coffin has become mottled and old. The paint on it has peeled off a lot, revealing the rotten and dark coffin.

"So which old guy in the Republic of China created this masterpiece?"

Cao Yang opened the coffin without hesitation, and inside the coffin lay a female corpse. The female corpse had a seductive and charming appearance, and was wearing a crimson costume that looked as if it had been soaked in blood.

"Zhang Youhong, it's you."

Yes, the female corpse in the coffin was Zhang Youhong. Cao Yang had once communicated with Zhang Youhong in the tattoo parlor in Dasu City, so he could naturally recognize her appearance.

"So did you leave some backup plan in this body?"

Cao Yang released some ghost blood, and the sticky black blood quickly filled the coffin.

After a moment, the corpse suddenly twitched, and then Zhang Youhong suddenly opened her eyes!
"Smart young man, you seem to know me very well."

Zhang Youhong walked out of the coffin gracefully. All the ghost blood was absorbed into her body, which allowed her to regain consciousness.

She had heavy makeup on her face and wore a red costume, making her look like a famous actress.

"Is this your ghost body?"

Cao Yang asked.

"Of course, but I'm also curious why my real body appeared here. I clearly remember that when I was dealing with my funeral, I sank this coffin into the Ghost Lake. I didn't expect it to be moved to this stage."

"Although the ghost show is also a piece of my puzzle, I have long since given up this part of my supernatural power. Logically, this kind of thing shouldn't happen."

Zhang Youhong stretched out her white finger and pointed it at her chin, speaking thoughtfully.

"This is not difficult to understand. The Ghost Lake was divided and controlled, and the ancient city of Ping'an at the bottom of the lake invaded reality, and then merged with this strange county town. Obviously, this is the reason."

Cao Yang has figured out the cause of the incident, but getting rid of the ghost show is still a big hassle.

"It's not a good thing for young people to go too far. As time goes by, you will make the same choice as me. It's better to give up some unnecessary supernatural things as soon as possible. Maybe you can live longer."

Zhang Youhong looked Cao Yang up and down and said.

"I will consider your suggestion, but I would like you to tell me how to deal with the troupe. There are more than 30 ghosts. I don't know how you managed them successfully before."

"There is no need to control them all, just use the medium to invade directly. As for dealing with the troupe, the method is also very simple. Find the first ghost I controlled and remove the remaining medium from it. In that way, the connection between the troupe will be forcibly cut off, and they will become independent ghosts."

Zhang Youhong did not hide anything. She could see that Cao Yang possessed terrifying supernatural powers, and she might not be able to defeat him with only a ghost body and ghost tricks. In addition, the other party seemed to know something about her supernatural powers, so she chose to tell the truth.

(End of this chapter)