Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

In order to gain the trust of headquarters, Link had previously used astrology and parchment supernatural techniques to obtain the complete recipe for the ghost candle.

Although it accelerated the apprentice's resurrection, it's not a loss to get life-saving items ahead of time.

The headquarters was quite generous, promising to send two red and two white ghost candles by air.

Law enforcement officers came over carrying briefcases and took out three standard-issue handguns and gold batons, with the accompanying bullets also made of gold.

"Manager Lin, this is your operational equipment. Please try not to use it on ordinary people to avoid causing public panic."

All three nodded in agreement.

Yang Jian fiddled with his pistol, excitedly asking, "Ghosts can't be killed, so even using golden bullets wouldn't be very effective, right?"

Link felt the heavy weight in his hand, looked at Yan Li, and chuckled, "Having no gun and not using a gun are two different things. It's not very effective against ghosts, but it can temporarily repel them with kinetic energy. Besides, it can be used to hit people."

Yan Li immediately offered his own experience: "There are quite a few wild ghost-controllers in the folk now. Their personalities have been affected by the supernatural, making them irritable and easily angered. It's common for them to resort to violence at the slightest disagreement. These golden bullets can be used to deal with them."

"I've learned this the hard way before."

Yan Li's voice was very low, as if he felt somewhat embarrassed.

As they were talking, an armed helicopter descended from the sky, and several heavily armed soldiers escorted a woman as she stepped down.

The woman had a delicate oval face, a tall figure, and her hair was tied in a ponytail; she was a simple, capable, and aloof beauty.

She approached Link, carrying two golden boxes, and said in a clear voice:

"Manager Lin, these are your paranormal items. Due to their significant value, please check their contents in person."

Link opened the box; two red and two white boxes were neatly arranged, and he could faintly smell the odor of corpse oil.

His voice was firm: "There's nothing wrong with the stuff. You're Qi Wanhe? You're even going out on fieldwork."

Qi Wanhe nodded gently: "I think as partners, it's necessary for us to get to know each other better. Now it seems that you are quite different from the photos."

He seems... to have become much more handsome.

Her words were not a compliment. The "Link" in the photo has a mixed appearance, resembling anyone else, and can only be described as pleasing to the eye.

Link is now handsome and looks young and inexperienced, but he has a mature temperament, like a free-spirited traveler.

Link and Yang exchanged a glance and glossed over the topic: "Boys change a lot as they grow up, so it's reasonable for me to be a bit handsome. You should hurry back to headquarters. Once we're in Happiness Community, I'll need to ask you for information anytime."

Qi Wanhe tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "I brought my worktable here today too, just to get closer and communicate information faster."

"what ever."

Link turned to Yang Jian and the other to explain the effects of the ghost candle: "The red ghost candle can resist supernatural attacks. The more terrifying the ghost, the faster it burns. The user is safe until the ghost candle burns out."

The white ghost candle has the opposite effect; once lit, it will attract vengeful ghosts, even more so than the laws governing murder, making it extremely dangerous. However, it can be surprisingly effective in special circumstances…

He handed Yang Jian a red ghost candle: "Take this to save your life. Return it to me after the imprisonment is over."

Yang Jian was very envious and coughed lightly: "I think I can keep such a good thing for a long time."

Link, you don't want to lose a trustworthy teammate who also has Ghost Domain, do you?

"Tch, shut up. This stuff is priceless. Go catch ghosts to accumulate merit points and apply to headquarters."

"mean……"

Link adjusted the camera on his chest, and the three of them strode off.

……

Within the Happiness Community, there were no ghost slaves emerging as one might have imagined.

Instead, the atmosphere was unusually quiet, with only the echoes of the three people's footsteps remaining.

Link cautiously passed the stairwell of the apartment building, wary of a sudden attack from the ghost.

The residential area wasn't very big; in just ten minutes, the three of them arrived at Building No. 4 and stopped in unison.

Thirty meters away, two people stood at the door, their faces ashen, with two lines of bloody tears and eerie smiles on their faces; they were clearly ghost slaves.

Strangely, the two men had their hands folded over their lower abdomens, resembling doormen greeting guests.

Looking inside, Link could even see ghost servants standing at intervals along the passage, possibly all the way to room number four on the fourth floor.

As the three men stared at the ghost slave, the ghost slave was also observing the three men.

The killing pattern began to operate; the ghost slave raised his arm and began to wave it lightly, uttering the most intimate greeting in a completely unwavering tone:

"Link, come here, come here..."

"Handsome guy, come here, come here..."

It seemed that they were too far away, as Link and his two companions were not affected by any supernatural phenomena.

Seeing this, the ghost servant took a step forward, greeting the three of them as he approached.

Yang Jian frowned as he looked at it: "This ghost is really strange. Instead of going out to roam and kill people, it's huddled in the stairwell and lined up. What kind of ghost is this, lining up to welcome it?"

Yan Li clicked his tongue and said, "This is incredible! This ghost is actually willing to use its ghost slaves as a ceremonial guard. Doesn't that mean there are even more ferocious ones inside?"

I've heard that some city officials are worried that their vengeful spirits are resurrecting too quickly, so they're trying to isolate these non-mobile paranormal events.

His meaning was simple: he was reminding Link not to confront the enemy head-on and that it would be best to abandon the operation.

Link slowly shook his head and said firmly, "I don't have much time left. I must find out my origins as soon as possible, even if it's a real ghost cave."

He needs the ghost inside to complete his ascension ritual.

In this world, nothing can be overcome by procrastination.

This is especially true for a dangerous profession like ghost tamer.

Let alone a day or two, even a minute or a second can determine life or death.

Yang Jian's second ghost, his own "ghost medicine" and promotion ceremony, the wishing ghost lurking in the shadows, Yan Li's second ghost, the newspaper ghost that can replace consciousness...

There are so many things to arrange, time is of the essence!

Moreover, Link was also very curious about whether his body was that of a living person, a supernatural being, or a ghost in human skin.

Was he a true time traveler, or just a fabricated... consciousness?

This is important!

The answer lies in the residents of unit 4-4.

"Yang Jian, use the method I taught you to open the Ghost Domain and transform it into a rainbow. We'll avoid these ghost slaves."

With the red ghost candle on his person, Yang Jian was clearly more confident.

Six cracks appeared on his body, revealing red ghost eyes. The red light activated and transformed into a scarlet ghost domain. Just as the ghost servant was about to approach within ten meters of the three, it enveloped the three and transformed into a red line, leading them along the passage into the stairs.

It must be said that Yang Jian is a natural ghost controller. He not only took the time to familiarize himself with the ghost realm, but also thoroughly investigated the situation in the corridor during this process.

The red line meanders and climbs all the way up, eventually reaching the fourth apartment on the fourth floor.

The door was wide open, and a dim, yellowish light with an eerie green tinge shone out from inside.

A middle-aged man, his body covered in bluish-black discoloration and lividity, stood at the door. His face, though wet with blood and tears, still wore a warm smile.

His most striking feature was his face, which was covered in grotesque scars.

The middle-aged man seemed to see Link through the ghost realm, and raised his arm to wave gently:

"Link, come here, come and play a big game..."

Link's pupils contracted sharply; he recognized this person.

Lin Duoliang!