Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 28 Double Happiness (Part 10)
"Ok?"

Suddenly, two figures darted out from the alleyway next to the wedding procession, standing out starkly from the lifeless atmosphere of the event. The two glanced briefly at the bridal sedan chair before quickly disappearing into the depths of the alley.

"A living person?"

A strange look flashed across Yang Jian's face. The sudden appearance of two living people in this desolate village was clearly illogical.

Yang Jian and his group were able to enter the village safely because of Zhang Wei's previous identity as the 'groom'; ordinary people would have been doomed if they had entered.

Yang Jian was almost certain that these were not ordinary people who had stumbled into a supernatural event, but most likely two ghost tamers. Yang Jian could not allow any mistakes in the following actions, so he quickly followed them.

Following the two figures, Yang Jian arrived at a low building. Two dark red lanterns hung from the eaves on either side, and two large "囍" (double happiness) characters were pasted on the door. A red carpet was laid out at the entrance. This seemed to be the bridal chamber.

A dim red light emanated from inside the house, and two people could be vaguely seen pacing anxiously back and forth inside.

"boom!"

Yang Jian kicked the door open and strode inside.

At this moment, Yang Jian was soaking wet, his pale face devoid of any color, and his lifeless eyes and the scarlet ghost eye on his forehead sent chills down one's spine. He looked like a vengeful ghost.

The two people inside were startled by the sudden intrusion. One of the men instinctively took a step back, his expression quickly shifting from fear to wariness. His hand swiftly reached for a red bracelet on his wrist, clearly in some kind of defensive posture.

Yang Jian glanced at the two with his scarlet ghost eyes and said nothing.

"My time is limited. I will only ask you once: Who are you, and what is the purpose of your visit?"

The two people standing inside the door were clearly frightened by Yang Jian's appearance, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. But after Yang Jian spoke, their expressions softened slightly.

However, the two seemed unwilling to communicate with Yang Jian, and simply stared at him warily without saying a word.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

A moment of silence fell over the room.

Suddenly, a flash of red light appeared, brief and blinding. The next instant, a headless male corpse lay sprawled on the ground, the severed neck completely devoid of blood, appearing eerily unsettling.

Yang Jian stood still, holding an old woodcutter's knife in his hand. Cold water stains remained on the knife, sliding down the blade.

Yang Jian didn't have time to waste here, so he had to choose the most direct way to make them talk: kill one of them.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at the woman quietly, waiting for her to speak. The woman felt a sense of oppression coming towards her.

"We are the tenants on the third floor of the post office!"

The woman suddenly spoke, her voice trembling with nervousness, but she spoke very quickly, finishing her entire sentence in almost a second.

“We received a letter asking us to come to this village and deliver it to the bride after she enters the bridal chamber.”

After speaking, the woman pointed to a dark red coffin in the corner of the room.

Yang Jian then turned around and began to observe the house, which was filled with dark red.

The room was simply furnished; it seemed someone had hurriedly moved most of the furniture out, leaving only a few items scattered around. A worn-out dressing table leaned against the wall, its mirror covered in dust, making the reflection almost invisible.

An oil lamp stood quietly on the table, its dim red light emanating from within.

A dark red cabinet stood in the corner, its surface covered with cracks, looking like it was about to collapse.

The most conspicuous thing in the room was the dark red coffin in the corner, which stood out abruptly from its surroundings.

All the furniture was a deep, dark red, and the entire room was filled with a suffocating, chilling atmosphere. "A letter? Give it to me." Yang Jian held out his hand.

The woman tremblingly handed a letter to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at the letter. The black envelope felt cold to the touch, and the material seemed to be made of human skin.

"Continue," Yang Jian said in a cold tone that left no room for argument.

"We shouldn't be receiving mail from the post office at this time, but a man showed up last night."

The woman swallowed hard and continued speaking.

"He wielded a large knife and slaughtered everyone on the third floor, leaving only the two of us alive. He was the one who delivered these two letters to us. We had no choice; we were forced to come here..."

Just then, the man who had been beheaded by Yang Jian suddenly stood up, and the wound on his neck had disappeared, as if Yang Jian's knife had never fallen.

The man's eyes held a hint of complexity as he glanced at Yang Jian, but made no move to resist. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but in the end, he fell silent.

'Is it because of that bracelet...?' Yang Jian's gaze quickly locked onto the man's wrist, where a drop of bright red blood had just dripped from the bracelet onto the floor.

"go on."

Yang Jian stood between the two men, holding a wood-chopping knife. He didn't continue attacking the man, after all, he wasn't some kind of psychopathic killer.

The woman's name was Liu Qingqing, and the man's name was Li Yi.

From the two men, Yang Jian learned of the existence of a strange post office in Dahan City.
Yang Jian stood there quietly, listening attentively and analyzing every detail.

Time ticked by, and Yang Jian silently calculated the time in his mind. At the same time, he quickly organized his thoughts by combining Liu Qingqing's information. His expression did not change, but his heart became more and more decisive.

"That's enough, that's about enough."

Yang Jian suddenly spoke, turning to look at the man named Li Yi.

"Give me the bracelet, you two stay here."

Li Yi remained silent, taking off the bracelet and handing it to Yang Jian. He knew that any negotiation would be useless under these circumstances, and if he resisted, he might be stabbed by Yang Jian again.

Then Li Yi walked to the dark red wardrobe in the room and opened it.

Yang Jian vaguely saw Li Yi take another identical bracelet from the hand of a headless wooden doll whose size was not much different from his own.

"This bracelet can transfer the attack of the vengeful ghost on you to another person wearing the bracelet. After you have done what you need to do, I hope you will still remember both of us."

He then fell silent.

Li Yi was a smart man. After Yang Jian instantly killed him, he could tell that the three-eyed man in front of him was someone he could not defeat.

Since we cannot resist, we might as well take the initiative to seek cooperation, which may give us a chance to survive.

Yang Jian glanced at Li Yi and said:

“I am a man of my word. From now on, as long as you stay here, I guarantee that at least one of you will be able to leave safely.”

After saying that, Yang Jian turned around and strode away, quickly disappearing into the cold morning light.

　Chapter 29 has been blocked; we are applying to have it unblocked.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)