Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 198 Old Qin

The helicopter sped through the night.

The atmosphere inside the cabin was somber; the passengers sat upright, none daring to utter a sound.

Zhao Kaiming, in particular, had a stiff expression and dared not look at Yang Jian.

In his eyes, Yang Jian was simply a monster; it was the first time he had encountered someone that his ghost could not kill.

If Zhao Jianguo hadn't agreed to his request in time, he would probably be a corpse by now.

Yang Jian leaned against the porthole, calmly staring at the blurry night view outside.

He was thinking about his fight with Zhao Kaiming earlier. That ghost was very strange. Even in this illusory world, Yang Jian was not entirely confident that he could imprison it when it was fully revived.

Even under Zhao Kaiming's control, it possesses such strength. Once it recovers, it will be difficult for Yang Jian to restrain it again.

He glanced at Zhao Kaiming casually, and Zhao Kaiming was so frightened that he immediately looked away.

At this stage, it's safest to put the ghost on Zhao Kaiming, at least he can restrain it.

"Leg Bro, are we going to be stuck here forever?"

Zhang Wei sat to the side, and even though he was usually oblivious, he finally realized that this world was not the world he originally lived in.

"No, let's go to headquarters first, then figure out a way to leave here."

"Can I go and see myself in this world? I want to see if he's as handsome as me."

"Sure, but I'm not sure when Qian Wanhao's grandfather will pick him up from school."

"Actually, I think headquarters is better. With my intelligence, I could easily be a minister there."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Jianguo and asked, "Old man, don't you think so?"

Zhao Jianguo was covered in cold sweat. He dared not offend Yang Jian, this god of death, and hurriedly said, "Of course...of course..."

Yang Jian ignored them.

He was thinking about other things.

Yang Jian knew that to leave this place, he had to go back to that internet cafe. But before that, he wanted to understand this "world" more deeply.

A near-real world, like the timeline he himself created, extending in another way.

If I can figure out the secret behind this, I might have a clearer understanding of the black fire.

The headquarters has many files on paranormal events, and maybe one of them is about that internet cafe.

The helicopter was very fast.

Before long, they entered the area of ​​Dajing City.

Yang Jian glanced casually at the city below.

The next moment, a crimson color spread from his body, and the ghostly aura quickly covered the entire city.

"Just as I suspected."

Sensing the extent of the ghost realm, it was exactly the same as what happened in Dachang City. The ghost realm extended to the edge of Dajing City and then stopped, and no map was generated outside of it.

At the same time, inside an office building in Dajing City, at the WeChat Moments company, a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with surprise and suspicion.

"Mr. Fang! What's going on? The sky is completely red!"

Jiang Shangbai was also standing nearby, his voice trembling, "Has a ghost appeared?"

Fang Shiming did not answer. He looked up at the helicopter speeding across the sky. The red clouds resembled a layer of living blood.

His expression gradually turned serious.

"This is outrageous... that one person's ghost realm can reach this level. It seems that an extraordinary person has arrived at headquarters."

However, this strange phenomenon came and went quickly. After Yang Jian explored the entire Dajing City, he withdrew the Ghost Domain, and the world returned to night.

Fang Shiming sat down again, his expression grim. "It seems the situation in Dajing City is about to change. I've never heard of this person before..."

Yang Jian also observed Fang Shiming through the Ghost Domain, but in Yang Jian's eyes, Fang Shiming was not a threat in this world.

The helicopter circled over the headquarters before slowly landing.

The headquarters of this world has not yet experienced the three S-class vengeful spirits going out of control, and it seems to be in the early stages of establishment, with some facilities still under construction.

Yang Jian followed Zhao Jianguo toward a familiar building. It was here that he first attended a meeting at headquarters, where he knocked out Gao Zhiqiang and forcibly imprisoned the Deceitful Ghost inside him.

He didn't use the Ghost Domain again, because he saw an old man standing in the hall from afar.

He was emaciated and his body was as withered as a dried-up corpse.

"Elder Qin... I didn't expect him to be here. Did he sense something?"

The ghost's eyes darted around uneasily. No matter which world he was in, Old Qin always seemed unfathomable to Yang Jian, and he always felt an invisible pressure when facing him.

When Yang Jian first became a ghost tamer, this feeling wasn't so strong, but as he controlled more and more fierce ghosts, Yang Jian could feel the gap between the two of them more and more.

Zhao Jianguo and Zhao Kaiming were quite sensible; they turned and left with Zhang Wei, leaving Yang Jian alone in the hall.

The old man stared at him quietly, his eyes cloudy, as if trying to find some clue in him.

Yang Jian remained silent, observing Elder Qin as he tried to discern any differences between him and the real person.

After a long silence, the old man finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

"You've come at the wrong time; it's too early."

Yang Jian was slightly taken aback. He didn't understand the meaning of those words. Could it be that this Old Qin had predicted his actions?

Old Qin continued, "You shouldn't be here at this time. Right now, you have multiple vengeful spirits inside you, and you even control that dog. But it's too early; the plan hasn't even started yet. Who exactly are you?"

"Sure enough, Old Qin saw through my current state at a glance. Even that dog knew that if this place is exactly the same as the real world, we might be able to obtain some important information here."

Yang Jian spoke up, "Your world is fake. Tell me, where is Wang Xiaoming?"

He had no intention of hiding anything. Even facing this fake Old Qin, he might not be able to fight back. Rather than causing a misunderstanding, he would rather tell the whole story and establish a relationship with the headquarters here, so as to lay the groundwork for his future plans.

"Fake? Yang Jian, do you know what you're saying?" Old Qin's eyes were devoid of any emotion. He had seen too many terrifying supernatural phenomena and did not believe what Yang Jian was saying.

Yang Jian understood that someone of Qin Lao's caliber wouldn't easily believe what he said. Anything could happen in the supernatural, and he considered himself an outcast.

“I come from a world that is exactly the same as this one, a world where the terror level of vengeful ghosts is even higher than here.”

Yang Jian raised his wood-chopping knife and pointed it at Old Qin's head. "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

After listening, Old Qin remained silent. Seeing Yang Jian's confident statement, he hesitated for a moment, but he knew he didn't have many opportunities to act and had to save them for crucial moments.

"I know you're not feeling well, but don't worry, I'm not going to fight you to the death. But you should recognize this thing."

As soon as the words were spoken, a drop of water fell from the ceiling, murky, cold, and carrying a faint, almost imperceptible stench of decay.

(End of this chapter)