Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 146 The Museum of Souls (Part 9)
Under the red light, a strong stench of corpses permeated the air.

Everything came to a standstill.

The image was frozen at this moment.

Zhou Deng, kneeling on the ground; Tian Xiaoyue, about to suffocate; and Wen Zhong, whose head was already half-turned.

But there was one exception: the terrifying female corpse behind Wen Zhong stiffly raised its other hand and slowly reached towards his head.

Despite the supernatural confrontation, the six layers of ghostly domain were unable to completely contain the female corpse's movements, and the attacks continued.

Yang Jian's understanding of the supernatural is absolutely top-notch in the supernatural community of this era.

He did not choose to contact the female corpse immediately, because dealing with a vengeful ghost and dealing with a ghost tamer are two completely different things.

If the opponent is a ghost tamer, he will not hesitate to dismember him with a single strike. But if it is a genuine vengeful ghost, Yang Jian always observes, tests, and then tries to imprison it.

A large black shadow quickly covered the area, blocking the path between the female corpse and Wen Zhong.

During the pause, the female corpse's movements gradually slowed down as she clashed with the ghostly eyes and shadows, creating a brief eerie balance.

"Captain Yang! This ghost's attacks seem to be of a single type! So far, only Wen Zhong has been attacked!"

Zhou Deng had regained his mobility and staggered to his feet.

He continued, "Making eye contact with it will result in an attack! Your lifespan will be accelerated! But the state of the vengeful spirit within you will be reversed! Until you regress to the state before you could control it!"

As Yang Jian listened, he walked toward the female corpse, quickly processing Zhou Deng's information and analyzing it in light of the current situation.

He held the machete firmly in his hand, his scarlet eyes fixed on the female corpse.

This horrifying female corpse seems to have been placed in this museum solely to slaughter demon tamers.

Normally, a ghost tamer who can live for more than three months is considered to have a long life, but the female corpse's killing rule is to accelerate the passing of the living's lifespan, causing the ghost tamer's already short life to be exhausted in a short period of time.

Moreover, once such an attack begins, it is unavoidable; at least Yang Jian has never heard of any way to prolong one's lifespan.

But what's even more terrifying is that this female corpse possesses multiple killing patterns, the second of which is reversing the state of the vengeful ghost within her.

This attack may seem to be advantageous to the ghost tamer, but it is actually extremely terrifying. Unless a living person with an absurdly long lifespan controls the female corpse through some special method, once the attack begins, the state of the vengeful spirit within the body will be reversed. If the body is regressed to the moment before it was controlled, the supernatural will go out of control in an instant, and the ghost tamer will face attacks from both the female corpse and their own vengeful spirit at the same time, resulting in a violent death.

Yang Jian raised his ghostly hand and gently touched the surface of the female corpse.

In an instant, a strange sense of being stared at came over me.

Yang Jian looked around and saw only the dense red light emanating from his own ghost domain; there was nothing else in sight.

But this feeling of being watched was ever-present, like a maggot clinging to his bone, impossible to shake off, as if a corpse were right behind him at this very moment, staring lifelessly at the back of his head.

"The medium is sight, but it can still directly trigger the pattern of murder through touch."

I glanced at the pupil on Wen Zhong's forehead. It felt very familiar. The ghost eye slowly rotated, as if it were some kind of natural instinct, with the puzzle pieces attracting each other.

But Yang Jian didn't have time to think about it now.

He raised the machete in his hand, pointing it steadily at the female corpse. He intended to take advantage of this brief moment of balance to completely dismember this vengeful ghost.

It was pitch black beneath my feet; the medium triggered by the ghostly figure had already formed.

He raised his hand, then brought it down. The seemingly random slashes were actually striking the female corpse through a medium.

The next moment, the supernatural battle began. A deep gash suddenly appeared on the neck of the terrifying female corpse, and the wound grew larger and larger, about to completely sever her head in the blink of an eye.

However, at that moment, the female corpse suddenly tilted her head, her lifeless eyes turning straight to Yang Jian, staring intently at him.

The wound on my neck closed instantly, completely healed. It was exactly like a reboot.

Immediately, their eyes met.

Yang Jian's actions seem to have caused the female corpse to shift her target, but such a bizarre phenomenon would be absolutely impossible under normal circumstances.

Once a ghost begins its attack, it will inevitably kill the living person who triggered the killing pattern, without human intervention. It is absolutely impossible for it to abandon one target and redirect its attack to another.

This situation is extremely strange.

Tian Xiaoyue looked towards Yang Jian. In the ghost realm of the Ghost Eye, her suffocating state had been slightly relieved.

She spoke with difficulty, "Yang Jian...this female corpse was tampered with by people from the Republic of China era. Don't try to understand its patterns with the mindset of dealing with a regular vengeful ghost."

Yang Jian did not respond; he hadn't uttered a single word since he appeared. He remained skeptical about why the three of them were there.

His gaze met the lifeless eyes of the female corpse without flinching. Anything could happen in the supernatural, and Yang Jian didn't show excessive surprise at this situation, which was beyond his previous experience. Now that it had happened, all he had to do was imprison this vengeful ghost and leave.

That eerie gaze returned, but this time it was even more terrifying. This malicious stare sent chills down Yang Jian's spine.

Immediately afterward, Yang Jian was slightly taken aback. In his crimson vision, the scene brought about by the woodcutter triggering the medium changed.

The machete attack would cause damage to the user at the same time, but the backlash from the previous strike did not occur.

Yang Jian had been waiting, but then something strange happened.

The once empty tomb suddenly contained countless versions of himself.

"This is?"

Yang Jian looked at himself behind him, then at his footprints, and began to ponder.

"The medium I left behind has been mapped out?"

If he wasn't mistaken, these were mediums projected by the machete, and they didn't actually exist.

But strangely, this bizarre situation never occurred when Yang Jian used the wood-chopping knife.

"The backlash from that last strike didn't trigger... could it be..."

A startling idea flashed through Yang Jian's mind; he considered another possibility.

Perhaps this horrific female corpse not only reignited the damage caused by the machete, but may even have reversed time and invaded her own past through contact with a medium.

Because of the female corpse's counter-intrusion, the backlash from the woodcutter's knife wasn't ineffective; rather, it traveled to a point in the past.

Such an attack is not impossible. As Zhou Deng just mentioned, the female corpse seems to be able to reverse the state of a vengeful ghost.
In essence, the woodcutter's knife was also a ghost; the female corpse reversed the timing of the knife's backlash, delaying the attack.
This attack is terrifying. If the time span of the reversal is extremely large, it could even go back to a time before Yang Jian mastered the restart technique, at which point he might have died a horrible death on the spot.

(End of this chapter)