Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

"Manager Lin, the work in Dachang City has come to an end. In half an hour, I will take a private jet back to Dajing City. Working with you during this time has broadened my horizons considerably. When you come to Dajing City for training, I will treat you to a meal."

After reporting her work, Qi Wanhe said goodbye to Link. She wanted to shake hands, but when she realized that Link's hands were not very convenient, she could only bow awkwardly.

"No need for so much formality. You're very professional and capable. I'd love to poach you to work for me."

Lin Ke was very satisfied with Qi Wanhe's work ability, and she was also beautiful and had a pleasant voice, unlike Yang Jian, who often argued with the operators.

Although sometimes it's purely because Yang Jian has a sharp tongue.

"If I can't make it at headquarters, I'll definitely come and come to you. I'm leaving now. Remember to eat on time, Link."

Qi Wanhe winked playfully, her little leather shoes clicking as she dashed out of the room.

A set of clothes was already prepared on the bedside table. Link unfolded it, and a brand-new law enforcement uniform for the person in charge appeared before his eyes.

As he dressed, he asked, "Where are Yang Jian and Zhang Wei? Those two are so disloyal."

Speaking of this, Yan Li's face lit up with even more joy: "President Lin, you are now a true boss. Yesterday, Yang Jian helped Zhang Wei's father, Zhang Xiangui, to secure deals with several other developers, and for that, he generously gave you a share of the profits."

Even I benefited from your generosity, getting a new, large villa for free.

He never imagined that after becoming a ghost tamer, the money he painstakingly earned would only be enough to buy a villa and a luxury car. With the resurgence of vengeful ghosts approaching, he would worry about money every day.

But now, following Link, God is practically sending money into his pocket.

Life is truly full of ups and downs.

Link blinked. It seemed that this had indeed happened in the original story. In the end, Yang Jian made a lot of money and settled down in Guanjiang Community.

However, he wasn't very interested in money. He handed the tablet to Yan Li and casually said, "The world is getting harder now. Supernatural phenomena are making a comeback. Money can't make the devil work. If you want to live longer, you have to rely on your own supernatural abilities and a lot of gold."

Look at these names. Whoever you point to, that's who we'll take down. We'll take them down one by one. Anyone who dares to stop us will be taken down too.

Yan Li was taken aback, and tentatively asked, "President Lin, what you mean by 'abort' is...?"

Link said matter-of-factly, "In my opinion, those ghost tamers who dare not register with headquarters and are disobedient will cause more damage than vengeful ghosts. As the person in charge of Dachang City, I have an obligation to eliminate these potential safety hazards."

"hiss……"

Yan Li gasped in shock; his new boss was rather ruthless.

"President Lin, there's really no need to make such a big deal out of this. I know President Wang Xiaoqiang too. Ye Jun, He Sheng, and Zhang Yiming, who attacked me that day, were just shooting at me to harass and tease me. I'll accept the small loss; it's not like I haven't suffered before."

The most hateful one was the ghost tamer hiding in the shadows. He attacked me from behind three times in a row, strangling me with a rope and almost hanging me, forcing me to use my ghost blood to break free.

It's a pity I don't know who he is, otherwise I would definitely make him suffer.

At this point, Yan Li's expression turned resentful, and he raised his neck, revealing a purplish-black rope-like mark.

The marks were rough, with clear textures and many frayed edges, reminding Link of the straw ropes that people in his village used to make by hand when he was a child.

"I know who attacked you. We even crossed paths yesterday when I was helping you capture the ghost skin."

"Who?"

"Wang Yue, nicknamed Ghost Rope, seems to be a figure in the underworld."

Just then, the familiar "tap tap tap" of running footsteps approached rapidly, and soon Qi Wanhe reappeared at the door.

She was panting, looking at Link, who was wrapped up as a mummy, with a pained expression in her eyes, and then took out a photo.

The photo is in color, and the background is a wedding room, with a red cheongsam wedding dress hanging in the frame.

"That night, I wrote down your request on a piece of paper. The cabinet asked us for a ghost, so Zhang Wei opened a golden box that Yang Jian had left behind and threw it inside."

Qi Wanhe was talking about the origin of the starry sky above the ghost realm during the promotion ceremony. The object of their transaction was naturally the strange red ghost cabinet in the old Republican-era house in Guanjiang Community.

The Red Ghost Chest has a unique characteristic: after the two parties complete a transaction, it will make another transaction request, which must be completed, or they will be cursed by it.

After that, regardless of whether the trader chooses to continue trading, they will always lose once.

But for someone who is about to die, it is undoubtedly the last straw.

Link traded a fully resurrected vengeful ghost, which he had won from the gambler, to the Ghost Chef without any remorse.

Qi Wanhe's breathing gradually calmed down, but her tone became somewhat uneasy:

"I forgot to tell you before, this photo fell out along with the gold box. On the back of the photo is written, 'Bring me the item within a year.' I wonder... what the consequences will be if I don't complete it?"

Link's tone was calm, as if it had nothing to do with him: "If you don't finish it, you'll be cursed to death."

Qi Wanhe's fingers trembled, and she was so startled that she almost dropped the photo on the ground.

Looking at Link, who seemed unmoved, her hopes dashed, she felt a pang of disheartened disillusionment. A forced smile appeared on her face as she feigned strength, saying:

"Hehe, hehe, it's no problem. Headquarters has the best information network; I can definitely find the clothes within a year..."

A bandaged hand snatched the photo away, and Link patted Qi Wanhe's head, his relaxed voice echoing in the room:

"Don't worry, I asked you to do this, and I will bear all the consequences. As long as I'm alive, I guarantee you a life free from illness and worry about food and clothing."

Link put the photo into his inner pocket, then suddenly realized that the Ghost Wardrobe only wanted clothes this time...

Does that mean I'll have to become a lewd man who steals a ghost bride's wedding dress?!

Tsk, I'll have to cover my face then.

Qi Wanhe froze for a moment, her pale face turning crimson, much like Yan Li's ghostly resurrection.

Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Link's uninjured right thigh, laughing and crying at the same time: "You, you did this on purpose! You're happy to tease a little girl like me, aren't you?"

Having grown accustomed to Qi Wanhe's usual composed and calm demeanor as a workplace elite, she now possesses a unique charm.

Link coughed lightly and chuckled, correcting him, "I've only just turned eighteen. How could a corporate slave like you be younger than me?"

Qi Wanhe bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance: "Hmph, I can't be bothered with you, I have to catch my flight."

After she finished speaking, she ran out of the room and left as if fleeing, leaving only the words "Contact me by phone later" in the air.

Yan Li had just sensed something was wrong and had promptly hidden outside the door, but now he had slipped back in, giving Lin Ke a thumbs up and winking, saying, "President Lin has a good eye! This Miss Qi is very capable. These past two days, she has not only been collecting information on paranormal events in Dachang City, but also running around taking care of your medical procedures. Even the clothes you are wearing were custom-made and delivered by her."

Link discovered that Yan Li indeed had the potential to be a sycophant. He glared at him and said irritably, "Have you decided on someone yet? It's about time. Now it's time to settle scores and avenge wrongs."

Yan Li recalled the information provided by Qi Wanhe and nodded solemnly: "If we've chosen President Lin, then it'll be Wang Yue."

He not only harmed me, but he also did many shady things. Of all these people, he is the most hateful!

Link put on the officer's uniform jacket, buttoned up the last button, and surprisingly, it fit perfectly. He waved gently.

"Set off."