Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 551 Reincarnation
"But I am a time traveler. In my memory, Mysterious Resurrection is a novel from my previous life. I traveled through time and became Cao Yang in the book."

"What will Cao Yang be like in his next life?"

"Is he a native of this world, or does he also think that he came from a different world?"

While thinking, Cao Yang stripped away the curse of the ghost peddler.

“Ding~Ding Ding——!”

A clear and pleasant sound suddenly echoed in the empty office, as if a string of wind chimes were tinkling.

A strange figure appeared in front of Cao Yang.

The man was wearing a gray-green cloth and was skinny. His brown skin was stuck to his muscles, making him look like a long-dried corpse. The most peculiar thing was that the man was carrying a shoulder pole with two wooden boxes hanging on both ends of the pole, and the wind chime that made the sound was hung on the wooden box in front.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a peddler from the Republic of China period.

Not only that, the peddler's head was wrapped in a piece of black cloth. The black cloth was wrapped very tightly and stuck to the skin, so the outline of his facial features could not be seen. Only the shape of a head could be recognized.

"From now on, you will walk the streets of the world until Cao Yang reappears in the world of the living. Then, when he is in a life-or-death crisis, you will appear, save his life, and start a new deal with him."

Cao Yang implanted an instruction in the Ghost Peddler, which is also a rule to restrain the Ghost Peddler. Before Yang Jian starts reincarnation to restart the world, the Ghost Peddler will appear randomly like all ghosts and kill those who trigger the rule, until Cao Yang encounters a crisis in the next life.

The ghost peddler received the order and his body shook, and the string of exquisite black jade wind chimes kept making sounds.

After a moment, the ghost peddler stabilized his body and took stiff steps on a path that did not exist in reality. The figure gradually walked away until it disappeared.

……

"Have you heard that a new ghost has recently appeared in the supernatural world? It is very scary. The rating at the headquarters has reached the A-level, and there are even signs that it will rise to the S-level."

"You are talking about the ghost codenamed the Peddler, right? From what I know, it seems that neither the Night Walker nor the Ghost Messenger can do anything to that ghost."

At some point, a rumor began to circulate in the supernatural circle that a ghost that looked like a peddler would randomly appear in various cities, and ordinary people were killed because of the triggering pattern. Captain Wei Jing did not obtain many useful clues when he investigated, and only created a rough file.

"If you see that ghost, you have to stay away from him. Who knows what's in his cargo box? He might open the box and release the evil ghosts. The ghosts will surround him and kill more people. Even breathing will be a mistake."

"Just a little devil, watch me, the Great Emperor Zhenwu, kill him with one sword!"

"Fortune comes with danger. This is probably a fierce ghost that was formed after the ghost rider of the Republic of China was resurrected. There must be good things in that cargo box. Even if we can only steal one tenth of it, it will be enough."

Ghost handlers at different levels in the spiritual world have different ideas about the appearance of the ghost peddler. Most ordinary ghost handlers choose to stay away from him and don't want to get into trouble. Some ghost handlers who have been in the spiritual world for a while try to steal items in the cargo box. Some even worse don't take the ghost seriously at all.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and they are all present in the paranormal circle.

Half a year is neither long nor short, but at least Cao Yang was not idle. He returned to the headquarters and started to deal with some matters. Some ghosts that had been controlled or were not very scary were released.

The resurrection of the supernatural is a hotbed of thorns that no one should underestimate. The killing patterns of these released ghosts are easy to infer, and the degree of terror is not that high. Even if ordinary people encounter them, they can escape or even control the evil spirits.

"These released ghosts are also on the ghost peddler's list of human skins. Cao Yang must also grow up in the next life. After all, he is the captain of the headquarters and cannot lose face."

Another mysterious place appeared in Zhongzhou City. It was a lake. It was not very large, but the water was as dark as ink and terrifyingly calm, revealing an inexplicable evil nature.

At the same time, a pool of blood appeared in the wasteland beside the highway in the suburbs of Dachang City. The blood in the pool was extremely thick, and even the surrounding land and flowers and trees were gradually dyed scarlet.

And as time goes by, the blood-stained area is getting bigger.

In Daji City, several corpses were found floating in the artificial lake of a certain university. The school has now suspended all classes and found relevant departments to launch an investigation... Today is the last day of the six-month appointment. Cao Yang returned to Daji University. He sat in the school's pavilion, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Why, are you reminiscing about the day you first encountered a ghost?"

Yang Jian appeared opposite Cao Yang with two bottles of Coke in his hands.

"I was thinking, if I choose not to be restarted, am I still a member of this world?"

Cao Yang looked at the god in front of him and asked.

"This is a very philosophical question. Unfortunately, I have never taken the college entrance examination and have never been to university, so I cannot answer you."

Yang Jian answered while drinking Coke.

"Thirty minutes left."

After drinking a bottle of Coke, the time came to 11:30 in the evening, and there was only half an hour left before the new day.

However, no one will see tomorrow's sun. Time will freeze at twelve o'clock and go back to a day many years ago, when there were no such number of ghosts, and so many people would not have died.

"Time is up."

Ghost Shadow Yang Jian appeared beside Ghost Eye Yang Jian. The two almost identical gods completed self-superposition at this moment. The scarlet ghost den covered the entire world, and the dark ghost shadows also spread to all corners.

Ten ghost eyes on Yang Jian's body opened at the same time, and the rich scarlet light made it almost impossible for Cao Yang to open his eyes.

Time stopped at this moment. The hands of some families' clocks began to reverse. The hour and minute hands were turning counterclockwise. The body functions of the elderly with white hair were returning to youth, and their hair was gradually turning from silver to the black color of their youth...

The bedridden people became healthy, the dead were resurrected, the evil spirits that escaped from the mysterious land were restrained again, and the balance of the ghost riders who were resurrected by the evil spirits was restored...

Everything is being reversed, the dead captain is resurrected, the broken ghost bus and ghost ship are restored to wholeness, and the whole world is pressed the restart button, just like a movie with a progress bar being dragged.

"If one day you can't hold on any longer, go back, back to 60 years ago, back to No. 7 Middle School, back to that evening study session."

"We are all waiting for you at school."

Yang Jian recalled what Miao Xiaoshan had said to him in one of his reincarnations, and his expression became complicated.

Dachang City, Hongfa Temple.

This is a basement made of bluestone bricks and it looks like it has many years of history.

At the end of the basement passage was an old wooden door with torn and cracked gold foil on it.

"Crench--!"

The door lock broke and the wooden door was pushed open with a teeth-grinding sound.

A figure with red light flashed by and went directly into the space behind the door.

After a moment, the figure walked out of the wooden door, and the door lock and gold foil were restored to their original intact state.

In the space behind the door, a skeletal tree was rooted in the ground, with many strange things hanging on it, including dried human heads and old rags. And on the trunk of this skeletal tree was nailed a huge black figure three meters tall.

(End of this chapter)