Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 52 The Butterfly Dream of Zhuang Zhou (The End)

"Don't worry, I was someone who should have died long ago."

Then, as if pleased, he said:
“You have completely exceeded my expectations. I believe that it won’t be long before you can completely surpass us and even do things that some predecessors could not do.”

He turned around and commanded the big black dog:

"come over!"

The black dog immediately ran to Yang Xiao's side and sat down quietly.

As the demon was completely replaced by the large black dog in front of him, the surrounding scenery began to change rapidly.

A large tree appeared out of thin air beside the two of them, followed by a continuous stream of trees that rose from the ground. In just a moment, a dense forest enveloped the two of them.

An old wooden cabin appeared right in front of the two of them.

Yang Xiao said, "This dog has never left this forest in its entire life. My original plan was to trap the ghost here, and one day the dog would gradually replace the ghost and become a completely new existence."

"But because of your appearance."

Yang Xiao pointed at Yang Jian.

"An unexpected ghost tamer compressed this process into an extremely short time through the intervention of another vengeful ghost."

Yang Jian said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. No matter how much you flatter him, you're going to die. Help me control this dog."

Yang Xiao walked up and stood opposite Yang Jian.

The big black dog glared at Yang Jian, its fierce gaze revealing a strange numbness.

Yang Jian knew that the vicious dog was now Gui Meng, which had completely replaced the vengeful ghost and become a unique existence. There was no possibility of the vengeful ghost reviving. If it wanted to, it could kill Yang Jian instantly.

The dog didn't attack Yang Jian, but just stared at him fiercely. Yang Jian remained wary, as the dog only recognized his father.

Yang Xiao spoke up:

"A dog that is absolutely loyal to me is not a good candidate for other management methods. The only way to make it identify with you as me and guide the identity of the master to you is to make it obey your commands."

Yang Jian nodded. He looked very much like his father, so this plan was the most likely to work at the moment.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Xiao said, "When I'm training it, I touch its head every time it completes my command. In a moment, just have it turn around and touch it. Don't be afraid. You and I look seven or eight parts alike, so it won't dare to bite you to death."

"That's easy for you to say."

Yang Xiao walked up to Yang Jian, almost touching him.

He patted Yang Jian on the shoulder heavily, then turned around and stood at the same level as Yang Jian.

He commanded the big black dog, "Turn around."

The black dog immediately turned around and sat down on the ground.

Yang Xiao then turned his head slightly and said, "Please pass on a message to your mother for me."

"no problem."

"Actually, I took the box where she put her dowry to put a ghost inside. I was afraid she would find out, so I took the dowry inside with me. I put everything in that wooden house."

"That's it?"

Before Yang Jian could finish speaking, suddenly, Yang Xiao's entire body began to blur, and cracks gradually spread across his body.

When faced with the supernatural, parting always feels so abrupt.

Yang Xiao continued, "You have a very good friend who shouldn't have died here."

Then, with a crisp 'crack', Yang Xiao's body shattered into countless pieces.

"I'm sorry to your mother..."

Yang Jian stood silently, staring at the shards of glass scattered on the ground. In this dream, he possessed all the emotions a normal person should have: joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. After a long while, Yang Jian commanded the large black dog, "Turn around."

The big black dog immediately turned around. In the dog's eyes, its master had just ordered it to turn around, and then ordered it to turn back.

It tilted its head and stared at Yang Jian. Although its master was slightly different, it wasn't that smart; after all, it was just a dog.

Yang Jian immediately reached out and patted the big black dog's head, giving it no time to react.

The black dog immediately whimpered, realizing that its owner hadn't petted it in a long time.

"Lie down."

The black dog immediately lay down on its side, exposing its furry belly.

"Great...it's a success..."

Yang Jian stood up, picked up the wooden box from the ground, and put his father's head inside.

This is the body of Yang Jian's father in reality, which has been brought into this dream. His father fought against the supernatural for most of his life, but in the end, he didn't even leave behind a complete body. Yang Jian wants to take this head back to Meishan Village to properly bury his father.

He turned around and said to the big black dog, "Take me away from here."

Liu Xiaoyu's slightly anxious voice came from beside him: "Yang Jian, why aren't you saying anything? Have you encountered something supernatural, Yang Jian?"

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that it was still snowing lightly, and he was standing right downstairs from Liu Jing's house.

Yang Jian immediately replied, "How much time has passed since I answered the phone?"

Liu Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "About a minute, I think you encountered a ghost since you didn't say anything."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. Less than a minute had passed between the time he entered the dream and the time he woke up.

"Captain Yang..." Lin Bei's weak voice came at this moment.

Yang Jian's expression shifted, and the lake water immediately surged outwards like waves, centered on Yang Jian. Amidst the red light, Yang Jian helped up Lin Bei, who was no longer recognizable as a human.

At this moment, three strange expressions appeared on Lin Bei's face, almost identical to the Buddha statue that Yang Jian saw in his dream.

Yang Jian immediately picked up the phone and said, "Lin Bei is going to die. Tell Wang Xiaoming to send me the location of that bus."

Lin Bei looked weakly at Yang Jian: "Captain Yang...did we succeed?"

Yang Jian nodded, glancing at the large black dog leaping out of the lake beside him. He was indeed out of the dream. The nightmare was too bizarre; even now, Yang Jian was starting to doubt whether he was still dreaming.

The satellite phone vibrated. Yang Jian looked at a coordinate on it. Wang Xiaoming reacted quickly. Even though he didn't know what Yang Jian and Lin Bei had encountered, he immediately made the best judgment and sent over the location of the bus.

"Come on, you're going to die soon, you might as well go back to the bus."

Lin Bei immediately looked distressed: "Can I not go? I know a place that should be able to suppress my vengeful spirit's resurgence."

"Okay." Yang Jian nodded.

"I'll burn more paper money for you this time next year."

"Then let's go. I think the bus is fine; it shelters us from the wind and rain."

Above DQ City, an extremely sharp, crimson line of light streaked across the clouds at an incredible speed.

Yang Jian was in excellent condition at the moment. The restlessness caused by the resurgence of the evil spirits had completely disappeared, and after waking up from the dream, he even felt a trace of the emotions that had been gradually disappearing.

Both he and Lin Bei had this feeling, as if they could find some parts of themselves that they had long lost in their dreams.

On a wasteland on the outskirts of Dajing City, Yang Jian and Lin Bei suddenly appeared.

"Wow!" Lin Bei knelt down and vomited a large pool of black blood. His body was gradually cracking open.

Yang Jian did not choose to help Lin Bei restart, as he could not solve the problem of the vengeful ghost's resurgence. Even if he restarted Lin Bei multiple times, he could not save Lin Bei's life.

Just then, a dilapidated bus appeared out of nowhere and slowly drove towards the two of them.

The dim yellow light looked particularly eerie in the night. The bus was completely empty, not even the driver.
(End of this chapter)