Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Upon hearing the words "Guanjiang Residential Area," Link frowned. The butterfly effect of his transmigration was beginning to manifest, and a vengeful ghost that had not appeared in the original story appeared.

"The city's law enforcement officers have begun an emergency evacuation of the crowd, but this will take time. Please try to delay or block the area while ensuring your own safety."

As they spoke, several photos of vengeful ghosts walking through the bustling city center appeared on Link's phone.

The clearest image was a frontal shot, revealing the ghost's appearance. Link's eyelids twitched, and a name blurted out:

"Lin Qingyuan!?"

"Lin Qingyuan? Isn't that your grandfather? You mean this vengeful ghost is your grandfather?"

Link didn't answer, instead scrutinizing the details of the ghost's body.

The ghost's skin was dry and withered, one eye socket was empty like a black hole, and the other eye was lifeless. Its face was sinister and fierce due to the deathly aura.

The old suit hung unusually large on his emaciated body, and as he walked, his desiccated, corpse-like form was faintly revealed.

The right forearm was empty, and the raised left arm didn't look like a handshake, but rather like something was being waved.

Without shoes, the socks, worn from countless walks, were no longer recognizable as their original color.

Without a doubt, it was Lin Qingyuan; Linke even had to call him grandfather.

However, this image reminded Link of a shoeless ghost who reached out his hand to him during his previous "travel" in a haunted place. He only caught a glimpse of it then, and quickly moved away from the area covered by the killing pattern, without being able to see its appearance.

Looking back now, it was undoubtedly Lin Qingyuan.

Ghosts instinctively search for puzzle pieces, so Lin Qingyuan's purpose in coming to Guanjiang Community is easy to guess.

Gambler, ghost shoes, ghost hands.

Link was currently next to the Municipal Law Enforcement Bureau, not on the same route as Guanjiang Community, which meant that the recruiter, Ghost Hand, could be ruled out.

Gamblers and ghost-walking leather shoes?

"It can be confirmed that it is Lin Qingyuan, who is my grandfather. His arrangements to prevent the resurgence of the evil spirit were destroyed by Lin Duoliang and have now transformed into an extremely dangerous evil spirit."

Link felt increasingly pressured.

Ghost tamers generally have short lifespans; those who live to a ripe old age are invariably figures who stand at the pinnacle of their era.

Even if he had been dismembered, his supernatural powers were enough to destroy a city. Moreover, this old man had been dead for many years and his resurrection rate was extremely high.

Lin Ke, still worried, instructed, "Qi Wanhe, this is very likely a powerful ghost of the 'Knocking Ghost' level. Make sure the city law enforcement expands the evacuation area as much as possible. I will get there as soon as possible and try to contain him."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. You need to be extra careful."

Putting away his phone, Link looked at Zhang Han and Ouyang Tian, ​​a smirk playing on his lips: "Want to go join the fun?"

"go!"

While Ouyang Tian was still hesitating, Zhang Han agreed without a second thought and eagerly opened the door for Lin Ke to lead the way.

Seeing this, Ouyang Tian gritted his teeth and chased after him.

The group quickly arrived downstairs. Ouyang Tian opened the car door first, grinning obsequiously, "President Lin, my car isn't very classy. Please make do with it. I'll take you there."

Looking at the brand-new luxury sports car, Link nodded: "Okay, but you guys should still use the front door to make money in the future, otherwise you'll always run into trouble."

They've already crashed!

Ouyang Tian's smile remained unchanged, but he was already beginning to regret that he shouldn't have changed cars this month.

With Xiaoqiang Club shut down, making money won't be so easy anymore.

With the engine roaring, the sports car flew low into the air.

Unmoved, Lin Ke notified Yang Jian and Yan Li to prepare for the operation and searched for Lin Qingyuan's remaining patterns of murder from the constantly updated photos of the scene taken by Qi Wanhe.

Finally, he found a clue in a video of Lin Qingyuan just entering the crowd.

When a living person enters within ten meters of Lin Qingyuan, he will stop, raise his left hand, and make a casual waving motion.

Immediately afterwards, the video footage will show a distorted appearance, as if influenced by supernatural forces.

The next second, a large number of people within a ten-meter radius of Lin Qingyuan fell down like wheat being harvested.

The skin of the deceased lying on the ground also appeared strangely dry and dehydrated, as if it had been dried out for a long time.

"No, two people survived. After discovering the dead body, they managed to escape to within ten meters. In other words, his killing pattern is not necessarily fatal."

Lin Ke's spirits lifted, and he immediately asked Qi Wanhe to find the two people involved and ask what had happened.

……

In the afternoon, on a commercial pedestrian street in Dachang City.

The once bustling street was now deserted except for a withered old corpse that moved slowly forward step by step. Many of the shops that had not yet closed were still shining with light, all of which were trampled under the old corpse's feet.

"rustle"

The empty road was left with only the sound of a lonely footstep, evoking a sense of desolation and bleakness after the apocalypse.

After Lin Ke and the other two got out of the car, they immediately saw Yang Jian, Yan Li and Pi Dali waiting at the street corner.

"President Lin, I just tried to use ghost blood to restrain this ghost, but I couldn't suppress it. It can't sink when it steps on the ghost blood, and can only slow down its steps slightly."

Yan Li reported the situation with a stern face, saying it was the first time he had ever seen a ghost treating ghost blood like a puddle to play with.

"I didn't make a move. This old man gave me a fierce feeling, only slightly weaker than that knocking ghost."

Yang Jian also found it very difficult.

Yan Li's ability to suppress ghosts was evident to all; he could easily suppress even headless ghosts, yet he was powerless against this old man.

That's terrifying.

Zhang Han and Ouyang Tian consciously stayed at a distance, afraid of getting too close and overhearing some secrets.

Link said with a complicated expression, "He was a ghost tamer from the Republican era, and also... my grandfather."

Yang Jian stared at Link in astonishment, immediately misunderstanding that Link was a ghost tamer with a family tradition of ghost-taming, which explained his familiarity with ghosts.

Link approached Yan Li and suggested, "His attack range is ten meters. Pi Dali, let's test his killing patterns first."

The tall figure remained silent, taking heavy steps as he approached within ten meters of Lin Qingyuan.

Lin Qingyuan paused, raised his hand from his waist as if grabbing something, and accurately struck Pi Dali.

"Snap"

Pi Dali collapsed, and silence fell instantly.

Yan Li frowned: "Ghost Skin has been attacked and has fallen silent. It will probably take about ten minutes to recover."

Link thought to himself, "As expected of a ghost tamer from the Republic of China era, instantaneous and area-of-effect attacks—this kind of supernatural attack is simply outrageous."

"I saw it. It was a diamond, and I could vaguely see a 10. Based on the previous ghost gambling den, I can reasonably deduce that the ghost threw out playing cards when it attacked."

Yang Jian was emitting a red light, and only with his seven ghost eyes could he see Lin Qingyuan's movements more clearly.

"Ten points? Another simple and crude game of comparing sizes? You can lose with ten points, what number does the old man have?"

Link frowned in thought, scanning Lin Qingyuan up and down, but he did not find any obvious playing cards.

"So, what I can do now is to first use [Record] to test Lin Qingyuan's level of terror, and then try to suppress him with a three-in-one combination of [True Blood Demon] + [Record: Ghost Blood] + [Headless Ghost Shadow]. If that still doesn't work... I'll have to arrange a pure gold coffin and coffin nails for the old man."

As for giving them to gamblers or those who walk on the dark side?

Don't even think about it. Calling him "Old Master" is just out of respect for his physical appearance.

A ghost is a ghost; leaving it incomplete will only lead to greater trouble.

Thinking of this, Link waited quietly for ten minutes before letting Pi Dali enter Lin Qingyuan's attack range again.

His withered left hand rose again, and he played a death card containing powerful supernatural energy for Pi Dali.

At the same time, the illusory pages in his dark eyes began to turn rapidly.

"I came, I saw, I recorded."