Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 201 The Forgotten Ghost

"Wow—"

The water level rose rapidly, causing the thick smoke overhead to dissipate. The cold lake water submerged the seventh floor, completely flooding the entire residential complex.

Immediately afterwards, a strange red light flashed, piercing straight through the air like a thin thread, heading straight for the charred corpse.

at this time.

Suddenly, Yang Jian felt as if his memories were shrouded in something, as if they were through a thick layer of smoke, making them blurry and unclear.

He instinctively tried to defend himself against the bizarre attack, but he froze on the spot, unable to move. He vaguely remembered that there was some kind of vengeful spirit on him that could block it, but he just couldn't recall what it was.

"Forgotten?"

Yang Jian was startled. Without any hesitation, the red light suddenly stopped, and the whole world came to a standstill.

"Impossible... There was absolutely no sense of the supernatural being suppressed. How could the attack have occurred..."

The crimson ghost eyes were fixed on the terrifying corpse opposite him. Yang Jian had no intention of holding back; against someone of this level, the slightest carelessness could lead to death.

"Whoo-"

A faint black flame ignited in the red light, flickering dimly.

It opened its ghostly hand and clenched it tightly against the black fire.

The next moment, Yang Jian lost his balance and fell straight backward, sinking into the lake.

Instead, a huge black shadow appeared.

The dark figure slowly straightened up, its head burning with absolute blackness, the flames forming Yang Jian's face as they surged.

He slowly raised his wood-chopping knife and casually chopped down at the charred figure in front of him.

The medium triggered it.

Almost simultaneously, Yang Jian and the charred corpse opposite him split apart, cleaved in two from head to toe.

The attack with the woodcutter's knife began, but Yang Jian's recovery speed was very fast, and the ghostly shadow healed completely almost instantly after cracking open.

The charred corpse opposite was also recovering, albeit much more slowly. But this was only in comparison to Yang Jian; the body, split in two, was healing.

"Reboot? No... It's even more extreme than reboot, except the cost is that the speed is slower."

It seemed like a restart, but not quite. The wound inflicted by the machete seemed to have completely disappeared, as if it had never been struck by Yang Jian's knife.

However, this was enough time for Yang Jian.

"One more cut, and you'll dismember it completely."

He raised his axe again to strike, but the next second, he froze on the spot. In that instant, he forgot what he was about to do.

In that brief moment of distraction, the charred corpse opposite him completely recovered.

The charred corpse in sight moved.

Thick, grayish-black smoke billowed from his body as he stiffly took one step forward, then a second. It was less like walking and more like a dying man sleepwalking.

Stiff, eerie, and terrifying to look at.

"An attack of this caliber... cannot be judged by the standards of an ordinary Ghost Tamer. Even among captains, this is above average. Why don't I remember such a person...? Is it a memory...?"

Ghost Eyes stared intently at the charred corpse.

Suddenly, the thick smoke from the charred corpse burst forth, completely engulfing it.

In that instant, Yang Jian lost his memory again. He glanced to the side, and when he came to his senses again, the corpse had vanished.

A distinct line formed between the thick smoke and Ghost Lake, seemingly an unconscious act, as if the smoke was deliberately avoiding the lake to prevent being suppressed. The ghost was still there, perhaps hiding in the surrounding smoke, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Yang Jian at any moment.

"There's a problem..."

Yang Jian remained calm and analyzed the situation rationally.

"I can't remember the ghost inside me, but logically, even if I can't remember it, I should be able to use the corresponding supernatural powers, but there's no reaction at all..."

A sudden flash of red light cleared away the thick smoke in front of them, and the moonlight shone down, revealing that the area was completely empty.

The attack failed.

"My own state has not changed at all. Perhaps I have not controlled this forgotten ghost. It may just be a curse that has been attached to me and that I have borrowed. But this is enough to show that this ghost is the most threatening to the charred corpse, which made the charred corpse choose to make me forget it in the first place."

The red light slowly faded, and Yang Jian continued to ponder.

"But the charred corpse couldn't completely suppress it. It could only attack me, making me forget the ghost's existence. And that was the charred corpse's limit. Otherwise, the attack on me would never have lasted only a second."

They tried again, and this time, the pitch-black shadow spread like ink, quickly and completely covering the surface of the lake.

Yang Jian planned to trigger all the mediums of the charred corpse at once. Since one slash couldn't kill it, he would slash it several times at the same time. He didn't believe that any ghost could withstand multiple dismemberments by a woodcutter's axe.

However, something strange happened: the medium disappeared, as if it had been forgotten by the world, vanishing completely.

If it weren't for the thick smoke still spreading around, Yang Jian would have even suspected that the corpse had already left this world.

Staring at the surface of the lake, Yang Jian's mind was racing.

"I just can't remember, but the ghost inside me still exists. That charred corpse couldn't erase the existence of a ghost."

The only thing he was certain of now was that he absolutely could not let that corpse get close. Once he forgot about the second ghost, his own condition would immediately become unbalanced.

"Since it's a mind-based attack, the demon inside me must be of the same type..."

Yang Jian considered a possibility and decided to take a gamble, even if he failed, the consequences would be within an acceptable range.

"So, what if I do that..."

A crimson tinge flickered on his forehead, and the absolute blackness suddenly contracted, pouring into his skull.

The next instant, the intense crimson light expanded wildly as if out of control.

The surrounding substance was so sticky it looked like it was about to drip blood.

The lake surface was upside down, and Yang Jian stood in mid-air, with clouds below and Dachuan City above.

Looking up at the lake in the sky, a forest appeared within it.

Memories are slowly returning, but I still can't recall the crucial point: what exactly was the ghost I'd forgotten?

At the same time, the charred corpse suddenly appeared behind Yang Jian, as if it had found him.

The way it appeared was too bizarre, as if it had triggered some inevitable law of death. It stiffly raised its arm and stretched it straight towards Yang Jian's shoulder.

Yang Jian did not panic. The whole world seemed to have stopped for him. The charred corpse moved very slowly, looking at the forest reflected on the lake above, with a strong sense of déjà vu.

"not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scarlet light suddenly contracted, solidifying into a blinding solid line, which then plunged into the forest in the lake above.

A certain condition has arisen.

That was a real timeline, a timeline controlled by Yang Jian, which descended upon this fake Dachuan City.

(End of this chapter)