Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

"Perhaps, I'm the one who can't leave."

Link recalled the ghost's behavior and analyzed, "My initial deduction is that the ghost inside can't kill people directly, so it wants to gamble with me and take my life... or rather, everything."

He thought of the other "Link" whose existence in his mind had been replaced by his own, and guessed that before this, the ghost had probably lost to someone and lost its existence.

Link turned back to the doorway, and sure enough, all the ghost slaves lowered their arms and made way for him.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes reopened, and his entire body emitted a red light.

"Link, I'll take you away."

Link shook his head and refused: "There's no need. I've been haunted by vengeful ghosts from the very beginning. Simply running away will only lead to a slow death. Take Yan Li out first, and then bring Zhang Wei over. He's my hope for surviving the gambling game."

Don't worry about me, I'll wait here for you to come back before going into the room.

Yang Jian didn't understand why Lin Ke would entrust a gamble with his life to Zhang Wei, with whom he didn't have a particularly good relationship.

But he nodded emphatically: "Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible."

The ghostly eye and ghostly domain expanded, enveloping the two people and transforming into a beam of light that shot straight out of the residential building.

In the corridor, only a group of smiling ghost servants lined the way to welcome him, along with Link, the only living person.

It was as if this place was not a gloomy, ghostly cave, but a brightly lit entertainment venue.

……

Just over ten minutes later, Yang Jian led Zhang Wei back to the gate of No. 4-4-4 Xingfu Community.

At this moment, Zhang Wei was wearing pajamas and looked sleepy, clearly not yet in bed.

When he stood firmly on the ground, there was not a trace of fear in his eyes, only reverence for the big boss.

"Damn, Yang Jian, Linke, you two have become quite the big shot since becoming Ghost Tamers. Even a simple betting game is such a grand affair?"

Zhang Wei pointed to the ghost slaves lined up in the corridor to welcome him, his face full of amazement.

Such a strong heart leaves one speechless.

Yang Jian sighed helplessly, "Sorry I'm a little late. Zhang Wei is actually a rich second-generation heir, hiding in his family's big villa. He made me take a detour."

Link calmly said, "It's alright. The ghost isn't in a hurry, and neither am I. I'll go in with Zhang Wei later. You stay outside to provide backup. If the bet fails and I don't make it out, just take Zhang Wei and run away without hesitation."

He took a letter out of his pocket and handed it to Yang Jian.

"This is my will. It contains some information I know. You can use it to plan ahead and avoid some detours."

Yang Jian silently accepted it.

Link put his arm around Zhang Wei's shoulder, his face showing no fear of facing a vengeful ghost, but rather as if he were about to go into an internet cafe for a game:

"Let's go, Viagra. Today's bet is all about you carrying me to victory."

"Sure thing, we're brothers. I've never played with a ghost before, so today's the perfect opportunity to have some fun. If I lose, I'll give you my life."

Zhang Wei was quite excited and even urged Link to hurry up and get to the gambling table.

The two stepped into the dim light with relaxed expressions. Yang Jian suddenly called out to their backs, "Go in peace. Even if you die, I will definitely avenge you in the future."

"What do you mean 'dead or not'? I, Zhang Wei, hereby declare that from this day forward, this place is called Zhang Wei Casino. Even if it's a ghost, your Brother Wei will win it all, down to its underwear!"

Zhang Wei casually unbuttoned the two buttons on his chest, then stepped past Link and took the lead.

Link followed closely behind and quickly disappeared through the doorway.

Upon seeing this, the boy "Link" also disappeared with the two.

The room was bathed in a dim, yellowish light mixed with a faint green hue, transporting Link and Zhang Wei to an unfamiliar world.

Unlike the modern decor seen from the outside, the interior has an old-fashioned style reminiscent of the Republic of China era.

This is a gambling den with the words "Qingyuan" hanging at the entrance, but there is no one inside.

In an instant, Link understood that this was a ghost realm.

Inside the gambling den, the only light was a tungsten filament lamp in the center, covered by a dark green glass cover. A few gambling tables, benches, and wooden chairs were scattered haphazardly on the ground, and numerous white scraps of paper were scattered like paper money, as if the place had been violently looted by gamblers who had lost everything.

The only intact item was an eight-immortal table in the center of the hall; there were only two chairs facing each other.

Zhang Wei immediately showed a hint of disgust: "No way, Brother Big Ghost, your casino is so lousy, how dare you open its doors to customers?"

Look at this table, it's missing parts, the tablecloth is blackened and covered in cigarette burns. And this chair, the grease and sweat on it have been polished to a black, shiny finish, they haven't even bothered to wash it...

"Macau Royal Online Casino, cough cough, that's not like you at all! Are you even serious about running a casino?"

The young man, "Link," also known as the gambler, silently walked through Zhang Wei's body and sat down opposite him at the octagonal table.

Link's gaze sharpened; at that moment, he realized that the gambler's presence had become even stronger.

In Zhang Wei's view, the gambler seemed to grow out of the chair, his dead eyes staring silently at Link, making an extremely terrifying entrance.

His eyelids twitched in shock, but he still insisted on walking to the gambling table and sitting down with an air of authority.

"Tell me, what are you betting on? You, Ah Wei, the number one gambling saint in Dachang City, have never been afraid of anyone."

The gambler continued to look at Link, gesturing for Link to sit down.

Link said calmly, "Zhang Wei will gamble in my place today, and I will set the stakes."

The gambler nodded, reached out and grabbed at Link, and two blood-red bills appeared in Zhang Wei's hand.

Then it rummaged around on itself for a while and finally pulled out two equally blood-red bills.

This is the total betting amount between the human and the ghost.

"Wait, I need to verify your funds."

Zhang Wei shouted and grabbed the four blood tickets to examine them closely.

"Link's 'Return Everything to Link' and 'Star Demon,' while the other side has 'Gambler's Power' and 'Deed of the Gambling Den.' Holy crap, they're playing this high right from the start. So you're a little gambler? I accept you."

Link nodded slightly; the stakes were equal, which did seem fair.

But... how can the supernatural be reasoned?

He even suspected that the gambler would renege on his debts.

"Zhang Wei, stall for time, I'm going to find a few things."

The moment Link saw the red bill, he started searching on the ground.

This gambling den may have attracted many gamblers during the Republic of China era, but judging from the paranormal resurrection, the last three gamblers were known to have been there.

Lin Qingyuan, Lin Duoliang, and the last mysterious person who won "Link's entire existence".

Perhaps we can find the traps secretly laid by gamblers in their bets.

"The writing on the white tickets on the ground is very likely formed from the fading of discarded red tickets."

Link wasted some time at the octagonal table before finally finding some white bills with traces of blood in the four corners of the gambling den.

The betting stakes between Lin Qingyuan and the gambling ghost: [The gambling ghost won't be the bookmaker], [One of Lin Qingyuan's vengeful ghosts], [The gambling ghost will never gamble again], [Everything about Lin Qingyuan], [Intentionally losing the next two rounds], [All of Lin Qingyuan's vengeful ghosts]...

The stakes between Lin Duoliang and the gambler: [Good luck enough to make him rich], [Extending Lin Duoliang's lifespan], [Everything about my son Link], [Everything about Lin Duoliang], [The gambler's full power]

And finally, the bet between the mysterious man and the gambler:

[The entire existence of the gambling addict "Link" over the past five years], [Everything about Qin**]

[A fully resurrected vengeful ghost], [A gambler will never gamble again]