Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 539

Eleven years have passed since Yang Jian sealed himself in the statue. These eleven years can be called the darkest moment for any country in the world, with rampant evil spirits, ordinary people dying, and ghost riders losing contact and disappearing.

There are more and more supernatural events and ghosts, but fewer and fewer people can deal with evil spirits.

Despair and numbness are the main themes of this era.

Dahan City, Ghost Post Office.

Cao Yang dug up the grave and released Feng Quan and Wei Jing. After more than ten years of silence, both of them had become aliens. Wei Jing had truly controlled the ghost catcher and became a ghost catching ghosts.

"I didn't expect so many things to happen in the past ten years. If only I had shown up earlier."

Wei Jing's voice became even hoarser. The ghost rope was still hanging around his waist. After more than ten years of suppression, the ghost rope had long been suppressed to a completely dead state, turning into a supernatural item of basically no value.

"Here's this for you. Without a supernatural weapon, how can you be worthy of your identity as a ghost catcher? From now on, you can use this thing to catch ghosts."

Cao Yang took out a rusty iron hook, which looked like the hook used to hang corpses in a slaughterhouse.

This is what he asked for from Dachang City. The ghost catcher is equipped with the hook of the soul catcher. This is the complete ghost catcher.

"Thank you."

Wei Jing took the hook and fixed it to one end of the ghost rope.

"This era needs you. I will not interfere with the choice you make."

Cao Yang's words were of course directed at Feng Quan, because Wei Jing had always been the captain standing on the side of the headquarters, and Feng Quan was just a member of Yang Jian's team. Now that Yang Jian was missing and Li Yang was lying in the coffin, the team seemed to have no meaning of existence, and Tong Qian and Huang Ziya really couldn't stop him.

"I'm going back to Dachang City. If Li Yang can't hold on anymore, I'll take over."

Feng Quan replied.

"I will report back to the headquarters first. Since this era needs me, I must not let this era down."

Wei Jing said without hesitation.

"Holding the body of an evil ghost, one performs the deeds of a bodhisattva."

This sentence popped up in Sun Rui's mind. Most of these captains were outliers, and this sentence seemed to be most appropriate for them.

Wei Jing and Feng Quan left one after another, and Cao Yang did not stay in the Ghost Post Office. The Ghost Post Office, which had originally gained some popularity, soon had only Sun Rui left.

"The captains are all working hard, so I have to do something too."

Sun Rui said in his heart.

"The method of training messengers must be improved. The mortality rate is too high. Perhaps we can first ensure that they can survive in the environment of the ghost post office."

Back in the manager's room, Sun Rui began to think about new ways to train messengers.

ZS City, Caesar Hotel.

The supernatural place has completely invaded reality. The corridor that originally only existed on the fourth floor is now directly connected to reality. However, after such a long time, this hotel has always been like a fortress, and no supernatural events have occurred at all. "It will take another nine years to get out. My cousin is really evil. I am his cousin."

In room 486, Yang Chan was flipping through some famous books out of boredom. In the third year after her agreement with Yang Jian, she had regained her spiritual balance and regained control of Ghost Mountain.

In this life, she no longer avoided contact with Xianglan and her group, but took a more direct approach: kill them every time she met them.

Anyway, Yang Jian’s requirement was to not allow this group of people to find ways and opportunities to return to reality, so Yang Chan simply chose this method. Every time they met, she would use the ghost mountain’s supernatural powers to kill this group of people without hesitation. For people who had even lost their memories, the probability of finding a way to escape from the hotel would be reduced to a minimum.

"so boring."

Yang Chan tossed and turned on the sofa. She hadn't left her room for many days, and as time went by, she became more and more tired of this kind of life.

"I won't kill them this time. I also want to see if I can raise another me among these people."

Nine years passed again. When Yang Chan finished her promise and walked out of the Caesar Hotel, the outside world had completely changed:

The sky was grey and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night. The entire ZS city had almost become a deserted town. Only occasionally could a few people be seen cautiously searching for something in the city.

“It’s another desperate time.”

Yang Chan felt a little emotional. This scene was similar to what she saw when she first left the hotel. The evil ghosts revived and the world was like a hell. However, at that time there were still a group of top ghost masters such as Zhang Dong who stabilized the situation. Although many people died, more people found their respective camps and received protection from the top ghost masters.

"Almost all the captains are missing."

Yang Chan traveled to several cities and found the situation was similar everywhere. Evil spirits were rampant and most of the cities were blocked off. There were cordons and slogans everywhere.

The headquarters still exists, but there are fewer people dealing with supernatural events. As the fourth generation of the Wang family, Wang Su finally grew up, took over the fate of the Wang family, and officially entered the supernatural circle.

The Dadong City King Team has officially returned.

Ye Zhen, Wei Jing and Li Leping are still catching ghosts, but the power of just a few of them is very limited. The country is too big and the ghosts are endless. Later on, even Li Leping rarely shows up. He will only take action when a very terrifying evil ghost appears.

"Cao Yang is missing too?"

When Yang Chan heard the news, she was a little shocked. She thought that Cao Yang would be a leading figure of this era like Zhang Dong, who would choose to suppress a mysterious place alone after a glorious life. However, things did not seem to develop in this way. No one knew when Cao Yang disappeared.

In Dachang City, Li Yang returned briefly for a while after lying in the coffin for a year, but there were too many supernatural events, so he had to enter the coffin again a few months later, and there has been no news to this day.

"Is there really no hope?"

The further they walked, the more sad Yang Chan felt. The ghost riders of this era were not as good as those in the Republic of China, because the speed at which supernatural phenomena and evil spirits wreaked havoc was too fast, and they had no time to grow. Otherwise, with the potential of the captains, if they had enough time to settle down, it would not be impossible for them to become figures like the Seven Elders.

“I have to do something for this era.”

Yang Chan made up her mind. She chose to join the headquarters and became the new head of ZS City. She planned to use Caesar Hotel as a base to train a group of new ghost riders.

Another ten years have passed, and the old generation of captains and ghost riders have almost completely disappeared from the supernatural circle. Fresh blood is constantly being injected into the supernatural circle, and those who belong to the past are gradually being forgotten.

When it comes to life and death, no one cares about other people’s past.

(End of this chapter)