Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 545: Paper Man is Not Paper
Yang Jian was a little bit unbelievable, but when he looked at Cao Yang, he found that the other party's expression was serious and he didn't look like he was joking at all.

"Expand and tell me."

"Literally. You imprison the evil spirits in reality, and I block the passage for the evil spirits to invade reality in the underworld."

Cao Yang said.

"Can you handle the entire underworld?"

"I don't know, I have to try."

The next moment, Cao Yang's gray and white world spread desperately in all directions. The gray and white damp ghost cave crossed one Yin and Yang road after another, constantly encompassing many mysterious places on the road.

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"You also have your limits. You can't cover the entire underworld with a fake world."

Yang Jian looked at the vast gray and white world in front of him. It was no exaggeration to say that it had encompassed all the territory in the country. But unfortunately, this was not enough, because the gray and white world had an end, but the underworld did not.

The end of the ghost eye's sight is also the boundary covered by the false world controlled by Cao Yang. However, the other side of the boundary is still filled with thick darkness, and it is still part of the underworld.

"It's not enough if it's just me, but what if we count the other dead captains as well?"

Cao Yang’s words stunned Yang Jian.

"what do you mean……"

"They died a worthy death. The captains were willing to sacrifice their lives to deal with supernatural events when they were alive. I think they wouldn't mind someone using their supernatural powers to seal the underworld after they die."

"I see what you mean, but what if it's still not enough?"

"So what if it's not enough? After each captain dies, the ghosts in their bodies are enough to form a spiritual land. If we set these spiritual lands as nodes on the Yin-Yang Road, it will be enough to stop 70% of the evil spirits from invading reality. You are in reality to take care of the remaining 30%. Can't you handle it?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian fell into deep thought. It turned out that from the very beginning Cao Yang had no intention of completely sealing off the underworld.

Come to think of it, that's simply unrealistic. If a few captains could do it alone, they wouldn't have exhausted themselves to death, and the situation wouldn't have deteriorated to this point.

"Then give it a try."

After several hours, Cao Yang and Yang Jian finally escaped from the underworld and walked out of the third door.

The first stop for the two was the headquarters, where they took away the mask left by Shen Lin. In the early years, this mask was often used, until the person wearing the mask died on the spot recently, which completely banned this item.

"The mask represents Shen Lin, but he must wear the mask to release his spiritual power. However, the spiritual power he possesses happens to be related to identity. He can steal other people's identities, which is extremely harmful."

"If this ghost gets out of control and invades reality, it will only cause more serious supernatural events."

Cao Yang and Yang Jian were a little worried when they thought about placing such a thing in the underworld as a node. The original intention of setting up the node was to stop evil spirits, but what if the node itself invaded reality?
This problem has to be guarded against. Perhaps most of the ghosts wandering in the underworld are not as good as these captains. Whether in terms of the degree of terror or the degree of harm, the captains are obviously superior.

The second stop was Dazheng City. Lin Bei had not appeared since some unknown year. However, Cao Yang still remembered the mirror. Unfortunately, he could no longer see Lin Bei’s bald head in the mirror.

"There is also a world in this mirror. Combined with my fake world, the scope should be very large."

Cao Yang put away the mirror. Although it looked ordinary, in fact, evil spirits could invade from it at any time. It was not easy to remain peaceful all these years.

The third stop was DQ City. After Yang Jian opened the ghost den and searched the entire city, he finally found traces of the existence of paper men in the mountains and forests in the suburbs.

"The last time I came into contact with Liu San, he asked me to help him dismember the old corpse in the paper man's body, but it seems that he didn't last long."

Cao Yang came to the forest in his memory, where Liu San tried to control the corpse keeper to achieve a new spiritual balance, but the old man from the Republic of China had a backup plan, causing Liu San to suffer a loss.

"Here." After twisting and turning, Cao Yang finally found the yellow mud road. Walking across the yellow mud road was an old and abandoned two-story house.

The house was a brick-concrete structure, which was in line with the architectural style of sixty years ago, but the house had long been dilapidated, with weeds growing at the door, damp and rotten inside, and the walls covered with mold.

The door of the old house was open. After years of wear and tear, the wooden door had long since rotted away.

There was a coffin in the room. Judging from the paint that had not yet completely peeled off, the coffin was red and could be used to suppress the revival of evil spirits.

Cao Yang pushed open the coffin lid without hesitation, and the corpse inside was immediately exposed to the air.

"Is Liu San dead too?"

In the sight of the ghost eye, the person lying in the coffin was not a paper man, or to be more precise, not a complete paper man, but an old and cold corpse. There were only some broken yellow papers covering part of the body, and on one of the pieces of yellow paper were Liu San's facial features clearly printed.

As time passed, the yellow paper in the coffin weathered and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Isn't it a bad idea to use this thing as a node?"

Yang Jian's ghost eyes were giving a warning. Although it was not to the point where he couldn't deal with it, it was enough to prove that the ghost in the coffin was very ferocious.

"No, Liu San has more tricks up his sleeve. He may not be dead yet."

Cao Yang frowned. He clearly remembered that he had helped Liu San get a copper basin. The yellow paper spilled in the copper basin could make ghosts fall silent and put the consciousness of the ghost rider into a state of suspended animation.

But what was suspicious was that he did not find the copper basin here. Such an important supernatural object could not have been placed randomly.

Suddenly.

The old corpse in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, and there was an inexplicable silence and horror in his bloodshot eyes.

Yang Jian subconsciously wanted to nail the ghost to death with his spear, but the next second the old corpse actually spoke:

"Yang Jian, spare his life. I am Liu San."

The sudden voice made Yang Jian stop what he was doing, but that didn't mean he believed the old corpse's words.

"I'll only give you one chance to prove yourself. Think it over before you speak. Anyway, it's not the first time I've seen a ghost inherit the memory of a living person and possess wisdom."

Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

"Two souls in one body, the yellow paper calms the soul, the red coffin suppresses it."

"This was my last bet, and judging by the results, I won."

The old corpse was not surprised by Yang Jian's reaction. In his memory, Yang Jian had always been this kind of person. If he had not been so cautious and decisive, he would have doubted whether the person in front of him was the real Yang Jian.

"You mean the corpse keeper wanted to take over your body, but you chose to abandon the paper man's body and fight him to the death. You also suppressed both of your consciousness with yellow paper and buried yourself in the coffin."

"That's right. At that time, I couldn't bear the erosion of the corpse guards. I had no choice but to take this extreme measure. I threw yellow paper to attract paper people to bury me, and then replaced the paper coffin with a red ghost coffin. I pasted yellow paper on it when I entered the coffin to suppress my consciousness."

"If no one opens the coffin, I'll take that old thing with me and die together. That'll be my last effort."

"If someone opens the coffin, I will have no choice but to admit it. Maybe this is a disaster that future generations cannot escape."

"Liu San, Liu San, I always make three preparations, and I also keep three in reserve."

(End of this chapter)