Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 122 Ghost Eye Yang Jian! ?
"How can it be"

Zhou Lian's face was filled with panic, and his voice trembled slightly. He had never encountered such a bizarre phenomenon before, and it was completely beyond his comprehension.

He was able to take the position of person in charge purely because he benefited from the era's advantages. At that time, paranormal events were rare in China, and ghost tamers were even rarer.

He managed to control a vengeful ghost by sheer luck, and then voluntarily defected to headquarters, barely managing to secure a position. He actually handled very few paranormal cases. Now, facing Zhou Deng's attack, he was completely helpless.

"Nothing is impossible."

Zhou Deng said calmly, “That’s how the supernatural is. Risk and reward go hand in hand. As long as you dare to do it, you will definitely gain some understanding.”

"You'll die if you keep going like this!"

"is it?"

Zhou Deng pointed to the pale hand at his feet. At this moment, the two of them were being slowly dragged into the thin layer of dust on the ground, but Zhou Deng was sinking much slower.

“Although I cannot suppress this ghost, I only need to outlast you. Once you are dead, I can naturally escape.”

"Wait a moment!"

Zhou Lian raised his hand; he was completely panicked.

"I'll tell you where that thing is! Let me go!"

"Why didn't you say so earlier? The attack has already begun. This is the limit of what I've done. Stopping now would be suicide!"

Although Zhou Deng said this, he looked relaxed and did not seem to be experiencing any particular difficulty.

"Zhou Deng! I admit I was wrong in the past. We're from the same school, don't you have any feelings for us?"

The dust had already reached Zhou Lian's thighs, and his feet were gradually turning into pale white mud and sand. The supernatural erosion was happening at an increasingly rapid pace.

"We're from the same school? How dare you say such a thing?!"

A hint of anger flashed across Zhou Deng's face.

“In the past, I might have considered the weight of those old guys, but times have changed. As a Ghost Rider, you should know very well that if I want, those people’s lives are just a matter of a thought.”

"That's enough, it's time for you to die."

Zhou Lian could no longer make a sound. He kept vomiting large amounts of dust as if he were spitting water. The evil spirit inside him was becoming increasingly agitated. His supernatural abilities had been stolen, and his condition was rapidly destabilizing. The evil spirit was reviving.

However, at that moment, Zhou Deng smelled a faint, strange odor, like a corpse that had been stored for too long and was rotting and moldy, which made him feel nauseous.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of fuzzy, grayish-white mold visibly grew on the ground, mixed with the stench of a decaying corpse, and it continued to spread, gradually approaching the two of them.

But the mold stopped growing when it came into contact with the dust emanating from Zhou Lian's ghost; a brief balance was formed as the supernatural beings battled each other.

Zhou Deng turned around abruptly, and his gaze met that of a strange look.

A strangely eerie pupil, radiating a cold gray light, with a faint crimson hue condensed in its center.

The next second, the red light suddenly magnified, merging with the mold growing on the ground. The reddish mold suddenly lunged forward, forcefully tearing apart the dust beneath Zhou Lian's feet, almost crushing it. Due to the intervention of this strange mold, Zhou Lian, who was about to sink into the ground, was abruptly stopped.

Zhou Lian's throat twitched, and he spat out a grayish-white pupil. He spoke with difficulty:

"Haha... Zhou Deng, you've missed your chance. Ghost Eye Yang Jian is here. Headquarters will absolutely not let you kill a person in charge at will."

At this moment, Zhou Deng felt a jolt in his heart. His attention was fixed on that eerie pupil, with a dim scarlet light shining in the center, which looked terrifying.

"Red light...eyes"

"Ghost Eye Yang Jian, it really is him."

Turning my gaze to the side, I saw a young man who looked to be around twenty years old. His body was covered in fuzzy mold, and there was a crack on his forehead with a strange pupil in the center.

The young man looked extremely frightening, as if he had been sealed in a coffin for too long and the mold had completely penetrated his body.

The mold spreading on the ground had stopped, so it seemed that Yang Jian did not intend to kill him. Even so, Zhou Deng did not dare to make any move.

Ghost Eye Yang Jian, a name absolutely taboo in the paranormal world. Every time he appears, he is accompanied by that crimson ghost realm. Once he takes action, it means that a ghost is imprisoned, or... a person dies.

Zhou Lian was overjoyed, as if he had grasped a lifeline. Yang Jian's name was too famous in the supernatural circle. Even someone like Zhou Lian, who had always been in charge and kept hidden, had heard of him. That iconic red light was Yang Jian's ghost domain.

He excitedly shouted at the man:

"Captain Yang! I am Zhou Lian, the person in charge of Dayang City! This man is extremely wicked! He actually dared to openly demand that I draw blood in front of such a high-ranking person as Captain Yang. He is simply lawless!"

Zhou Deng suddenly glared at him fiercely, which startled Zhou Lian so much that he shrank back and almost fell to the ground.

He was afraid that Zhou Deng would ignore Yang Jian's existence in order to kill him. He was in a terrible state, and if Zhou Deng disregarded the resurgence of the vengeful ghost, he might actually be able to kill him right in front of Yang Jian.

“Captain Yang…” Zhou Deng spoke slowly. Under these circumstances, he certainly couldn’t let Zhou Lian spout nonsense. If Yang Jian actually believed him, he might die in an instant.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Deng. We had a chance to meet during the hurricane incident, but I was busy dealing with the vengeful spirits released from Ghost Lake on the outskirts, so I missed that opportunity."

Zhou Deng had read Yang Jian's file and heard about his style of doing things. Yang Jian had a bad temper and a poor relationship with headquarters, so he probably wouldn't care about such internal personal grudges.

Moreover, after killing Zhou Lian, he originally planned to apply to headquarters to be transferred to Dayang City as the person in charge. In addition, the supernatural cases he had handled could be considered as making amends for his past mistakes.

"My feud with Zhou Lian began long before I became a Ghost Tamer. He guarded that museum here without doing anything. After I kill him, I will apply to headquarters to become the person in charge here."

Just then, the young man covered in mold suddenly moved, and Zhou Deng immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

He stiffly raised his arm and reached for his ear. After a rustling sound, he pulled out a long, fluffy strip made of mold from his ear canal.

The man immediately seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "I knew my ears were itching so badly and I couldn't hear anything. I thought a vengeful ghost was about to come back to life."

He looked up at the two of them and said:

"Excuse me, you two, I just got some fungus in my ear. What were you talking about again, something about 'Ghost Eye Yang'? I didn't see Captain Yang."

(End of this chapter)