Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 144 The Museum of Souls (Part 7)
"That's right, it's a very special supernatural item."

Tian Xiaoyue pointed to the female corpse under the glass. Beneath the corpse lay a luxurious quilt, adorned with gold thread patterns, which looked particularly out of place.

Wen Zhong's expression changed slightly. He said, "A corpse is lying on a supernatural object. Could it be a ghost?"

"Yes, didn't I just tell you? That was a ghost."

Tian Xiaoyue said in a calm and matter-of-fact tone.

"No, I haven't heard you mention that at all."

Both of them shook their heads simultaneously, their expressions cold. Their eyes seemed to want to devour Tian Xiaoyue.

Who would complain about not living long enough to take a supernatural item from under a ghost?

This behavior is tantamount to pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth. Judging from the appearance of the female corpse alone, she is an extremely dangerous and vengeful ghost.

Clearly, a certain balance was achieved between the blanket and the female corpse, and moving one of them rashly might cause the other to completely spiral out of control.

Zhou Deng glared at Tian Xiaoyue and said coldly, "You must tell us the complete and accurate pattern of the female corpse's killings, without omitting a single word. Otherwise, Wen Zhong and I will immediately leave this place. Our relationship with you can only be considered a transaction, and we will not risk our lives."

Tian Xiaoyue smiled, stepped forward, and patted Zhou Deng on the shoulder in a relaxed manner.

"You can rest assured, I value my own life very much. If I dared to hide anything from you, I would be courting death."

"Take your hand away." Zhou Deng slapped Tian Xiaoyue's hand away. "We're not that close yet."

Tian Xiaoyue sighed: "What a cold-hearted man."

"Can you stop talking so much nonsense?" Wen Zhong said from the side.

"Tell me quickly, what exactly is the pattern of that woman's murders?"

Tian Xiaoyue abandoned her nonchalant attitude, raised two fingers, and said seriously:

"Turn around, look around."

"When the female corpse opens her eyes and makes eye contact with her, the medium will be triggered, whether through a mirror, a photograph, or a reflection on the water surface."

He pointed behind the two of them.

"Once eye contact is made, even if you choose to close your eyes immediately or destroy them, the female corpse will appear behind you. You will feel a sense of being watched, and when you turn around to look at it, the murder pattern is triggered."

"What if you don't turn back?"

"If you don't plan to turn back, it will help you turn back."

Tian Xiaoyue's meaning was very clear: forcibly preventing the action of turning around was an unavoidable triggering process.

Zhou Deng continued, "What happens next? Is it an instantaneous death, or will it be a gradual process?"

"Your lifespan will decline rapidly, but of course, if you can fight it, the aging process will be significantly reduced."

"But... the ghost inside you is different. It will keep regressing until it goes back to a time when you couldn't control it, and you will die from a reverse ghost resurrection."

Wen Zhong seemed thoughtful. "According to you, if the supernatural clashes with the female corpse continue, my state will keep regressing under the corpse's attacks. In other words, at a certain point in time, my state will be regressed to its most perfect state..."

"Smart." Tian Xiaoyue snapped her fingers.

"That's why I dared to ask you to help me get that blanket."

Pointing to the coffin containing the female corpse.

"See this coffin? It's made entirely of gold. We don't need to fight it. Even if we accidentally trigger the killing pattern, we can take the blanket and lock it up in a very short time."

"Even in the worst-case scenario, we can still manage to fight back by utilizing the female corpse's own patterns. As long as we coordinate properly, it can be said that this is a safe operation."

After speaking, Tian Xiaoyue nodded, seemingly quite satisfied with her planned action.

After listening, Zhou Deng pondered for a moment. Tian Xiaoyue's plan indeed had a high chance of success. He confirmed with Wen Zhong, "Let's begin." Beneath their feet, a fuzzy mold covered in grayish-white livid spots was visibly growing on the glass surface.

This is Wen Zhong's ghost realm. Gradually, this fungal carpet spread rapidly downwards, penetrating the thick reinforced glass and reaching the female corpse in the tomb below.

Immediately, the three disappeared from their original spot and reappeared deep inside the tomb where the female corpse was located.

Zhou Deng glanced at the female corpse. The flesh inside the body had been completely hollowed out, and the wrinkled skin clung tightly to the bones, making it look extremely horrifying.

"Stop looking, help me."

Tian Xiaoyue said that she started to act the moment the three people changed positions.

“I can’t lift the body up.”

Zhou Deng immediately stepped forward and tried to move the woman's corpse. He touched a cold, soft, and limp body; there was nothing beneath the skin.

But the expected weight did not materialize. The female corpse was incredibly heavy, and no matter how hard Zhou Deng tried, he could not move it an inch.

"It's so heavy... Wenzhong! Come and help me lift it!"

Wen Zhong immediately joined in, and the two of them exerted all their strength, but the female corpse remained motionless, as if her flesh and skin were nailed to the coffin lid.

"How can it be"

A hint of surprise flashed in Tian Xiaoyue's eyes.

She had seen the information about the female corpse before, and there was no way she couldn't even move it; otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to come down and touch the corpse.

"Something's wrong..."

As the two men continued to drag the female corpse out, Tian Xiaoyue's movements gradually slowed down. A terrible thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly shouted, "Stop! We've been tricked! The group from the Republic of China era has already been here!"

"What?" Zhou Deng turned around and glanced at her, not understanding what she meant.

Before Tian Xiaoyue could explain.

The next second, something unexpected happened.

"Crack."

A faint, strange noise came from inside the coffin. The three of them immediately looked at the female corpse, and what they saw was a gruesome sight.

The woman's eyes, which had been tightly closed, were now wide open! Her empty, lifeless eye sockets stared straight at the three of them, and the lividity on her withered face was spreading and deepening at an alarming rate.

The three of them felt a sudden lightness in their hands, and due to inertia, they fell backward a long distance.

"run!"

Tian Xiaoyue only managed to shout out one word.

Zhou Deng reacted the fastest and immediately tried to close the coffin, but the coffin seemed to be stuck by something and could not be closed at all.

Immediately afterwards, mold spread rapidly across the floor, instantly covering the entire space.

Within the grayish-white space, a faint crimson glow illuminated the area, indicating that the three of them had arrived on a massive glass floor.

Wen Zhong shouted anxiously, "Which way?! Hurry!"

Tian Xiaoyue was already wrapped in the quilt. She raised her hand and pointed to the left, where there was a dark passage.

Just as Wen Zhong was about to take action, a faint gaze came from behind him.

It was cold and eerie.

(End of this chapter)