Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 128 The Museum of Souls (Part 1)

Yang Jian arrived at the top floor of Shangtong Building, where the vengeful ghost that Gao Zhiqiang once controlled, codenamed: Ghost Deceitful Man, was kept.

After Gao Zhiqiang was defeated by Yang Jian at headquarters, Yang Jian made some attempts. This ghost's level of terror might not be too high, but its supernatural characteristics were extremely special, making it definitely an outlier.

However, after encountering three major S-level out-of-control incidents, Yang Jian's research on this ghost was forced to stop, and the matter has been shelved until now.

At this moment, Yang Jian decided to add another layer of insurance for the team members, at least to ensure that the team would still have the ability to escape in the event of some extreme incidents.

The ghostly hand gripped a corpse, its stiff and blurry face bearing a striking resemblance to Gao Zhiqiang. It was a ghost, but currently suppressed by Yang Jian's ghostly hand. Once Yang Jian released it, it would begin killing.

"This ghost can influence its surroundings. If we could transform its form into a portable item..."

His gaze fell on the hanging lamp to the side, which had several crystal pendants that reflected a faint light.

"The fourth level of the ghost realm can influence reality, while the fifth level... can alter reality..."

Red light flickered in the room, and the eerie red color began to expand rapidly. At the same time, the deceitful ghost in the ghost hand also gradually twisted, deformed, and compressed along with the red light.

Finally, the red light compressed the ghost into a blurry black dot, which Yang Jian then sealed into the crystal pendant in his hand.

He picked up the crystal pendant and tried it out. In an instant, Yang Jian's body exuded a living aura, and his muscle lines were faintly visible, even the outline of his abdominal muscles became clear.

"Great...exactly as I imagined."

The ghostly aura instantly enveloped the Shangtong Building. Huang Ziya and Zhang Han were on the third basement level, investigating a paranormal event.

With a thought, Yang Jian came to the two of them, took out the necklace and handed it to Huang Ziya, briefly explaining the pendant's function and precautions.

Huang Ziya looked very excited while holding the necklace, shouting that she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the paranormal world.

Yang Jian didn't pay her any more attention and told Zhang Han to leave.

"Captain, where are we going?"

Zhang Han gripped the steering wheel, driving towards the airport.

"Dayang City, go investigate a museum."

"Oh, my wife is quite interested in places like museums," Zhang Han replied casually.

"What?! You already have a wife?! Leg Bro is still Xiao Chunan!"

Zhao Lei sat in the back row, looking surprised. He and Yang Jian were at most high school students.

“Is it strange? I even have a child.” Zhang Han glanced back at Zhao Lei: “When I have time, I’ll introduce you to your sister-in-law. She has several cousins ​​who are not much younger than you and have very good tempers.”

"Uh, all right." Zhao Lei was stunned. If it were before, he would have been overjoyed, but now, his status was different. He was a Ghost Tamer who could die at any moment, and he didn't have the right to be in love or make any promises to others. The car fell silent. The three of them drove on without saying a word. They were going to catch a plane to Dayang City. Although the Ghost Realm might be faster, who would want to live too long and drive a Ghost Realm around?

I'd rather lie down than squat.

Dayang City is a sunny place with very few paranormal events. The public's understanding of ghosts is still vague, and only a few local rumors circulate.

For this reason, headquarters did not devote much effort to Dayang City. Although Zhou Lian almost never took any action, he was able to remain stationed there steadily. For headquarters, having a person in charge stationed there for a long time to maintain a semblance of stability was already considered barely acceptable.

It's just after the Lunar New Year, and it's a holiday, so the museum is packed with people. The crowds are so dense that it's almost impossible to move. It's a sea of ​​people, with tourists shoulder to shoulder, making it nearly impossible to move.

"Zhou Deng, are you sure it's okay?"

Wen Zhong and Zhou Deng stood at the museum exit, looking at the crowded flow of people in front of them.

"With such a large crowd, if something happens inside the museum, there won't be enough time to escape."

Zhou Deng looked unwell; he hadn't expected such a large influx of tourists to come on his day off.

"We can only take it one step at a time. It's too late to clear the area now. Just maintain order. The soul bottle has been sealed with gold, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Wen Zhong did not rush to leave. According to him, Zhou Lian's state was on the verge of a vengeful ghost's resurgence, yet he was still able to maintain a clear mind, which meant that there must be something in the museum that could suppress his state, and Wen Zhong was very interested in that item.

They have already checked the soul bottle; there is a ghost inside, but it does not have the effect of suppressing it.

With this in mind, Wen Zhong decided to stay in the museum to observe for a few days. As for Zhou Deng, it didn't matter, since he wasn't familiar with the place anyway. If anything unusual happened, Wen Zhong would share the risk with him.

At the ticket gate, tourists streamed in and out. Today was the Sanxingdui-themed exhibition, and many enthusiasts had dressed up as artifacts from Sanxingdui and gathered together. The atmosphere was lively, a spontaneous promotional event by Sanxingdui fans.

Just then, a thin woman mingled in the middle of the crowd. She wore an old bronze mask and seemed to be attending the exhibition as well. However, her movements were extremely mechanical, and her limbs were stiff as she walked, making her look like a corpse.

A faint stench of decay lingered in the air, but no one noticed this subtle anomaly.

The masked woman moved strangely and acted bizarrely. Yet, she seemed to blend perfectly into her surroundings. When she approached the group of enthusiastic fans dressed in outlandish costumes, she immediately became one of them, naturally integrating into the group without the slightest incongruity.

Then she walked towards a senior citizen tour group, and the bizarre scene happened again. The woman blended in perfectly once more, as if she herself had come on a tour with the group.

The woman continued to walk through the crowd, but no matter where she went, no one noticed her; her presence was so inconspicuous.

No... it's not that she has too little presence, but rather that she's too suitable. No matter what kind of scene she goes into, she can be instinctively "accepted" by the environment without appearing abrupt or out of place.

This feeling of "existing just right" is how she blends perfectly into any situation, making others completely overlook her, as if reality itself has erased anything unusual about her.

At the same time, Zhou Deng and Wen Zhong were standing at the exit, gazing at the ticket gate.

(End of this chapter)