Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Yang Jian was alone and resolutely stepped onto the path, heading towards the abandoned old house at the end.

"The music box curse was solved by ghost marriage, and then the ghost post office came next. Zhang Xianguang killed Yang Xiao at all costs, and together with Wang Chaling, planned the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts in Dajing City."

"Leave these two people to Yang Jian to deal with. It would not be a good thing to pave the way for him too smoothly. After all, Yang Jian is going to become a god."

After Yang Jian left, Cao Yang began to think about the future layout on the bus. There was a slight deviation in the plot, but it did not affect Yang Jian's growth overall. He just needed to make some fine-tuning himself.

"Next is the Ghost Post Office. The delivery mission remains the same. Have him get the second coffin nail as soon as possible."

soon.

Cao Yang then finalized the plan. After solving the music box curse, Yang Jian grew rapidly, but he still lacked some means to intimidate others, and coffin nails were the most suitable choice.

"And we have to find a suitable opportunity for Yang Jian to get the hatchet."

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At the same time, the old house was abandoned.

Yang Jian suppressed his uneasiness and moved closer. The two lanterns hanging in front of the gate of the ancient house emitted a scarlet light. The color looked somewhat similar to the ghost cave of Guiyan, but there were some differences.

"The Corpse Bride is inside."

When Yang Jian thought about facing the female ghost head-on, even with the protection of the music box, he still felt a chill in his heart. Chinese horror will always be a psychological shadow that Chinese people cannot avoid, and the same goes for ghost riders.

The door of the ancient house was ajar, but the old wooden door had experienced countless years of wind and rain and had long since become dilapidated, so that now the door was not complete at all, with only half of it still hanging.

black.

It's so dark that you can't even see your fingers.

The light from the red lantern on the door did not penetrate into the house at all, and this room seemed to be isolated from everything outside.

Yang Jian took out the ghost candle from his arms. It was the only one he had left. To be precise, it was half of it because he had used it once before.

Green flames rose, lighting up the dark room.

Scarlet, the whole room seemed to be stained with blood. The walls, furniture, and floors were all scarlet in color. The strange thing was that Yang Jian did not smell any blood.

In the corner of the room stood an old red-painted wooden bed, covered with bright red sheets and a quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks and the word "囍".

But that's not the point.

The focus is on the woman sitting beside the bed.

She was wearing a red cheongsam and a red veil on her head. Her hands, which were exposed outside, were dry and stiff. The dark brown skin tightly wrapped around her bones, making her look like a mummy.

Corpse bride!

Not surprisingly.

The ghost eye issued a dangerous warning again, and a strong sense of uneasiness emerged in Yang Jian's heart.

"Those hands can attract living people. Holding hands with them will definitely lead to death. This cheongsam is also suspected to be a supernatural item. Although it is not clear what its function is, it is the cheongsam that gives this ghost corpse the identity of a bride, so it must also be taken seriously."

The ghost candle in Yang Jian's hand was being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. This speed was second only to the effect of him being slashed by the tall male corpse at the Caesar Hotel.

Obviously, the Corpse Bride was just sitting there without moving, but it was extremely terrifying and was affecting the surrounding environment at all times. The speed at which the ghost candle burned was the best proof of this.

"It's hard to imagine that my first marriage was to a scary female ghost."

While the ghost candle was still burning out, Yang Jian observed the layout of the entire room as much as possible, because once the ghost candle went out, his next actions would have to be carried out in the dark, and any tiny mistake could bring fatal danger.

"Dressing table, wardrobe, window decorations with the word '囍' in them..." Yang Jian opened his five ghost eyes and tried to imprint the entire room's layout in his mind.

The ghost candle burned out completely at this moment, the flame went out, darkness enveloped, and Yang Jian's vision was instantly covered by darkness. With his ghost eyes, he could only barely see a red figure sitting beside the bed.

"It's time to act."

It was not a good thing for Yang Jian that the Mummy Bride did not move, because it meant that his next action could trigger her killing pattern at any time.

"The first step is to use the ghost shadow to splice the ghost hand onto my body."

This is the solution given by human skin paper.

The ghost hand is not very scary, and the dead headless ghost can suppress it. With the help of the ghost's ability to splice limbs, Yang Jian can easily control this ghost.

In the darkness, a golden box was opened.

Driven by instinct, the frozen headless ghost suppressed the released ghost hand and forcibly spliced ​​it onto Yang Jian's body like splicing building blocks.

This bloodless pale hand can move completely according to Yang Jian's wishes. Although he is worried that the addition of the ghost hand will quickly disrupt his balance, since Yang Jian has made such a choice, he will have to gamble to the end.

Under Yang Jian's control, a ghost eye moved to the palm of the ghost hand, like a nail, making the ghost hand stay still temporarily.

"The second step is to actively trigger the killing pattern of the Mummy Bride and make her wave to me."

This step may seem like a suicidal step, but it is actually the most important step: using the corpse bride's ability to summon ghosts, the curse of the music box can be transferred to the corpse bride.

"The trap set by the human skin paper is right here. There is more than one ghost in my body. How can I ensure that the ghost that the mummy bride summons away is the music box curse?"

Until now, Yang Jian still hasn't figured out the problem, but he has to do it, because finding the mummy bride and implementing the plan both require time, and what he lacks most is time.

The entire ancient house was dead silent. Yang Jian's joining did not add any vitality to the house. After all, he was also a dying man.

In the darkness, Yang Jian's eyes flickered. He already had a guess in his mind, but the cost of proving this guess was very high, so he was trying to find other answers.

The clock is ticking.

The mummified bride sitting beside the bed actually moved.

She stood up slowly, with a red veil covering her head. Her red cheongsam was quite conspicuous even in the dark.

"Are you kidding me?! The ghost is moving."

Ghosts don't act for no reason unless someone triggers the pattern.

"No, you can't move now, no matter who triggered the pattern."

Yang Jian took out the shroud. There was a human outline remaining on the thick gray cloth, which proved that at some point in the past, this thing had wrapped a corpse or a ghost.

"The fifth level of the ghost cave can expel evil spirits, but it is not enough to restrict the corpse bride. Perhaps we need to open the sixth level of the ghost cave."

The fifth level of ghost den is not the limit of the music box, but the sixth level of ghost den may have an effect on the curse.

Seeing that the mummy bride had already stood up, Yang Jian didn't have much time left to make a decision.

At this moment, the fifth level of the ghost den opened, and the entire room was taken over by Yang Jian’s ghost den, and the layout of the bridal chamber was also pulled in.

A reflection vaguely appeared on the blurred mirror, but that reflection was not Yang Jian, but a woman...

(End of this chapter)