Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 542: New Gods and Old Gods

It was a golden statue that had stood in this compartment for sixty years. The statue looked like a young man with an eye on his forehead. He held a spear in his hand and his eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping.

"Sixty years is a Jiazi. Zhangdong's team suppressed the rebellion for only this long. But we are so short of manpower in this era. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, we will open the statue and release you today."

Cao Yang said in a deep voice.

The next moment, Cao Yang pushed down the statue from behind.

With a dull thud, the golden statue fell heavily to the ground, the ground sank and cracked, and the statue was twisted and deformed, no longer having its previous heroic appearance.

A crack appeared in the statue, and bright red blood kept flowing out of the crack. The blood looked a little strange, and it became sticky and black the moment it came into contact with the air. Then it seemed to evaporate directly, leaving only a pool of dark mark on the ground that looked like a shadow.

"Yang Jian."

Wang Shanshan seemed somewhat calm, she called out softly.

However, the situation she imagined did not happen. She did not call back the person from sixty years ago. The surroundings were still silent and nothing unusual happened.

"Yang Jian."

She called out again, but the result was the same, her voice echoed in the empty little temple and then disappeared.

"It's no use calling Yang Jian. He was attacked by a supernatural being before, so Liu Xiaoyu changed his name. If you want to wake him up, you have to call out his real name."

Cao Yang interrupted.

"real name?"

Wang Shanshan was stunned. She didn't know about this matter, and the sadness that had just emerged in her heart came to an abrupt end.

"Yang Jian——"

Cao Yang called out the name softly.

A condition was triggered.

When the supernatural continues to revive, evil spirits treat human lives as nothing, all living beings suffer, and the world calls out your name, he will appear from the shadows, drive out the ghosts and evil, save people and promote good.

The shadows on the ground were twisting, wriggling, and even spreading wildly, and then quickly gathered together, gradually outlining the outline of a human figure.

It was a young man with a deep scarlet ghost eye on his forehead. The whole person looked not so real, more like a two-dimensional shadow standing up from the ground.

A thick shadow covered the entire cubicle. The ghostly young man had opened his eyes, and a strange red light flashed in his dark pupils.

“Has it been sixty years?”

"I gave everything I had to the ghost boy, and was awakened by someone in the name of Yang Jian. Who am I now?"

"Is he the ghost child with the consciousness and wisdom of a living person? Or is he Yang Jian who successfully survived the plan? Or is he the fourth type of existence mentioned by the old man in the medicine shop?"

He was thinking, but the time was very short because the future was still long and he had enough time to make a choice.

"Cao Yang? You are still alive?"

He withdrew his thoughts and noticed the two people in front of him.

"I don't like what you said. After all, I am only a few years older than you. You are still alive, so I will not die of old age."

Cao Yang said with a smile.

"I'm just a little surprised. After all, aliens also have a lifespan. No matter how strong the consciousness of a living person is, it is impossible to resist the erosion of evil spirits. If I'm not mistaken, this era should be almost over. Otherwise, with your ability, you shouldn't have gone to the point of forcibly waking me up."

Just like before, Yang Jian’s eyes were still cruel.

"The era of captains has passed. The only captains still alive are Wei Jing, Ye Zhen, Li Leping, Wang Su, and Lu Zhiwen."

Cao Yang said.

"Li Yang and the others were put into the red ghost coffin decades ago and never came out again. I buried them underground in Guanjiang Community."

Wang Shanshan added.

"and many more."

Yang Jian interrupted, he noticed someone was watching.

The ghost shadow as thick as ink spread out instantly, and Yang Jian also disappeared from the spot instantly.

It was a world shrouded in red light. Everything that could be seen with the naked eye was covered in scarlet color, as if it was stained with blood.

"Who is peeping?" After walking out of the temple, Yang Jian had a black umbrella in his hand. However, even at this time he could not accurately lock the position of the peeper, which immediately made a solemn look appear on his face.

"Let me test you to see if you are qualified to take over this era."

A vague voice came from the world shrouded in red light. It sounded familiar, but Yang Jian couldn't be sure for a moment.

"Weigh me? Are you qualified? Even Zhang Donglai can't do it."

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and opened the ghost umbrella in his hand. The scarlet world was suddenly covered with a layer of gloom, and cold ghost rain gradually began to fall.

Under his feet, the ghost shadow and the ghost lake were completely combined, and even a part of the ghost blood was fused, forming a terrifying supernatural that could not be measured by the degree of horror. The blood lake, as thick as a shadow, kept undulating, and even the falling raindrops turned into blood rain.

Not only that, the blood lake was not at peace, but the outlines of corpses and evil spirits kept rising and struggling. Those were the evil spirits that were once sunk into the ghost lake by Yang Jian, and now they could all become part of the reinforcements.

The reflection of Yang Jian appeared on the lake surface, but there was more than one reflection, but the entire lake surface was covered. In the reflection, Yang Jian was holding up a ghost umbrella with an expressionless face, and around his feet was a fierce and black dog the size of a calf.

The vicious dog's eyes were red as it stared at reality through the reflection, as if it was about to jump out of the water and invade reality at any time.

"This strike of mine will definitely dismember the source of the red light ghost den."

Yang Jian held an umbrella in one hand and a gun in the other, and directly made a wish to dismember the other party.

"Your sword will not hurt me."

The voice also spoke.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly fell down, but nothing happened. The red light still covered the surroundings. Although the color was not as strong, there was no sign of dissipating.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Yang Jian, who was holding an umbrella, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He felt very unbelievable about this.

"They were all taught by the same master, so there's no way to break their moves."

The voice seemed to have other deeper meanings, but he did not dismiss the ghost, as if he was ready to continue weighing the ghost born of this era.

"I said, the ghost eyes of the people in front of me will go blind, the ghost lake will evaporate, the ghost shadows will disappear, and the ghost rain will stop."

The familiar voice sounded again, but it made Yang Jian, who was holding the umbrella, feel inexplicably terrified.

"It's a supernatural superposition, and the speed of superposition is extremely fast."

With just one sentence, the ghost eyes of Yang Jian holding the umbrella actually closed tightly, and the blood rain floating in the sky stopped abruptly in an instant, and the thick blood lake unconsciously began to flow back into his body.

"It seems that my stacking is still stronger, but it doesn't matter, you can stack with me."

The red light trembled and gradually condensed into an outline. It was none other than another Yang Jian!
One is the ghost shadow Yang Jian, the other is the ghost eye Yang Jian, the two ghost gods had an epic encounter at this moment.

"So, I'm just a pawn of yours?"

The ghost Yang Jian asked.

“No, you are me and I am you. The end of every ghost rider in Yang Jian’s world is Yang Jian. You are Ghost Shadow Yang Jian, and I am Ghost Eye Yang Jian. The core means of superposition are different.”

"After each Yang Jian becomes Yang Jian, he will achieve self-superposition. Only in this way can the stability of Yang Jian's identity be maintained, and only in this way can the last vitality of this world be protected."

Ghost Eye Yang Jian replied.

"But I'm no match for you. I lost the fight just now."

The ghost Yang Jian said with a frown.

"That's because you haven't developed the ghost to its full potential. In other words, you need to complete the puzzle for the ghost as much as possible."

"The reason I was able to win the fight just now is because I can open ten ghost eyes. The ten ghost eyes are superimposed, and I exist in the past, present, and future dimensions at the same time. You have no chance of winning."

"I see."

"In that case, the human skin paper should also be your arrangement."

"Yes and no. Human skin paper is a method left by the first generation of Yang Jian, and the later Yang Jians all chose to use this method. If you must say, human skin paper is closely related to Zhou Zheng. After all, the first generation of Yang Jian is a taboo. He is the product of the ghost child who constantly devoured evil spirits and stole and formed self-awareness."

"However, he existed for a very short time. Before he completely devoured the world, he was suppressed by all the top ghost masters at that time. Then Yang Jian used the ghost boy's body to open the ten ghost eyes and restart them infinitely, and left behind the human skin paper as a means."

"The human skin paper is part of the ghost child, so Zhou Zheng was affected by the ghost baby's instinct to complete the puzzle. When he went to Dachang No. 7 Middle School, his humanity and consciousness took over from time to time, which led to the completely unreasonable scene of popularizing ghost knowledge for you."

(End of this chapter)