Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

The ghost tamers in Link's social circle were wiped out, and the ghosts of Link and his friends have all revived to varying degrees.

They didn't even have a dinner together that night; they all left to calm down.

For safety reasons, Zhao Lei and Zhang Han also temporarily stayed in Guanjiang Community to avoid being picked off one by one.

Link didn't feel any relief from the big win, because the real battle was just beginning.

Fang Shiming is the true core of the circle of friends.

As long as he is alive, his social media presence will not disappear, and the threat of death will always exist.

A group of crazy capitalists whose minds are invaded by supernatural forces are capable of anything, no matter how outrageous or insane.

The upscale villa was brightly lit, and there was a faint scent of perfume in the air.

That's the scent of Qi Wanhe. These days, to make work more convenient, she's been staying in this villa, and she's still out there handing over properties and stockpiling gold.

Link lay back on the sofa, rested for a moment, and prepared to use the astrology technique again.

Fang Shiming's scissors are like a fishbone stuck in my throat; I must be on guard.

Even though Cao Yang had said before leaving that Fang Shiming had just had a big battle with Ye Zhen two months ago, and that the evil spirit was not in good condition and was most likely recuperating and unable to fight again.

But when it comes to the supernatural, there's no room for luck.

One failure can lead to utter ruin.

Link's eyes were half-open, his mind vacant, and he began to silently recite in his heart:

"The time when the devil scissors attacked me."

"The ghost scissors attacked me..."

"Sizzle..."

A chilling atmosphere permeated the room, the electricity became unstable, and the light emitted by the crystal chandelier flickered, as if shrouded in a layer of dark gauze.

In my mind, the star map rapidly arranged and combined, forming a deep blue scroll.

Also in Link's luxurious villa, Link and Qi Wanhe were sitting at the table having breakfast.

Suddenly, a slit began to split open from right to left on Link's neck, like a torn photograph, and in the blink of an eye, his head was separated from his body.

The head fell to the ground and rolled irregularly. Qi Wanhe stood up in a panic, trying to press Link's head back onto his neck, but to her horror, she found that the head in her hand had once again split in two.

Qi Wanhe pieced the split head back together and pressed it against Link's neck, but to no avail.

Before I could think about it, a calendar appeared in the corner of the screen. It was July 17th, and the clock on the wall was pointing to 7 a.m.

As the astrology session ended, Link suddenly opened his eyes, immediately touching his unharmed neck, ignoring the cold, numb sensation spreading through his body, his brows furrowing deeply.

He received good news from astrology: Fang Shiming's attack would be carried out on July 17th.

Today is only July 5th, which means there are still twelve days to deal with this attack.

The bad news is that I currently seem to have no way or power to avoid or get through this.

"I'm currently at the fifth level of the Gate Path Sequence [Traveler]. If I try the Ghost Medicine again to advance the Apprentice Ghost to [Arcanist], my abilities will experience a qualitative leap. However... I'm not sure if I can withstand the supernatural attacks of the Ghost Scissors. I must choose a more reliable method."

The apprentice ghost's [secret] supernatural power lies in its high mobility and powerful suppression and sealing abilities. It has no effective way to deal with this kind of curse attack that ignores distance.

Following Yang Jian's example from the original story, how did he obtain the music box from headquarters in exchange for a chance to save his life?

The music box's curse is too powerful; if used, it would only cause Link to jump from this death to the next.

That feeling of being helplessly controlled means that Link will only use it as a last resort.

"Therefore, we can only try to obtain supernatural powers from other vengeful ghosts to protect and restore consciousness and body."

Besides that, the first thing Link thought of was the Ghost Mirror.

By leaving a shadow in the mirror beforehand, one can be resurrected after death.

The conditions for resurrection, besides releasing a vengeful ghost from the mirror, also require strong teammates to help, otherwise they will suffer the same fate as Zhang Han, who died twice in the original work.

The second method involves using consciousness transfer and the supernatural ability to piece together corpses to survive the attack.

"Using blood-stained old newspapers or ghost tablets to divert and preserve consciousness, then having Yang Jian's ghostly figure piece me back together after the attack ends, and finally letting consciousness return, seems like a viable option?"

Using the Ghost Cabinet to save his life is one option, but Link is afraid that if an attack comes, the Ghost Cabinet might back down and ask Link to change his request...

Link suddenly recalled a meme from Earth:

Ghost Chef doesn't know anything about the supernatural; all he's good at is making fried rice.

After pondering for a long time, the two vengeful spirits on Link's body began to stir, so he had to give up for the time being. He thought that starting tomorrow, he would collect relevant information about the supernatural in order to increase his chances of survival as much as possible.

As Link drifted into a deep sleep, a storm swept through the entire paranormal community.

The news circulating on social media that Jiang Shangbai's team's attempt to kill and seize the newbie ghost backfired spectacularly, resulting in their complete annihilation, shocked many people.

Jiang Shangbai is a powerful ghost tamer promoted by his friends. His strength is among the top in the country. It is said that he will soon be able to control the third fierce ghost. He is determined to get the captain position that will be launched soon.

But now, Jiang Shangbai, along with He Tianxiong, the general manager of his WeChat Moments, led a team of eight people, and they were defeated by a newcomer who had only been a Ghost Tamer for about ten days.

Hilarious! Ridiculous!

Dachang City, Airport.

A group of about ten people, young and old, hurriedly got out of the luxury car and rushed towards the private jet. The person in charge was Wang Zhixuan, the manager of the WeChat Moments Dachang City branch.

Wang Zhixuan's face was paler than a dead man's, and he kept urging his family members to hurry up.

"Hurry up and leave, or you'll be lost!"

In the rush, he made a mistake: his most beloved son fell down the steps. The spoiled boy sat there crying, causing the boarding gate to become extremely congested.

Instead of his usual gentle comfort, Wang Zhixuan stared wide-eyed, even tempted to use his supernatural powers.

He finally restrained himself and shouted angrily, "You unfilial son, are you really trying to kill our whole family? Mom, throw him off the plane and let him fend for himself!"

Wang Zhixuan's mother stood in front of him, insisting, "You can abandon your precious grandson, but you might as well abandon your old mother too!"

Helpless, Wang Zhixuan could only run to the cockpit and urge, "Hurry, no matter where we go, get me out of Dachang City, to Dajing City... no, Dajing City isn't safe either, get me directly abroad!"

Ping An Building, Dajing City.

It was still an impromptu meeting, but the number of attendees was almost half that of before, and most of the remaining high-level personnel were ordinary people.

The atmosphere was eerily tense, like a volcano about to erupt.

This time, the WeChat Moments has lost face big time. The face of these capitalists who care so much about their reputation has been trampled on by a newbie ghost tamer!

We must avenge this defeat as soon as possible!

The shareholders exchanged glances, then tapped the table lightly and asked, "President Fei, President Fang, the rumors are spreading rapidly. The investors are starting to question the strength of our network, which is already affecting our stock price. Our advice is that we must take down Link as soon as possible."

Fei Zong turned his gaze to Fang Shiming, who was the most authoritative figure in the paranormal community.

Fang Shiming's face was ashen, his carefree and unrestrained demeanor gone. He sat upright at the table with a furrowed brow, the pen in his hand cracked from being gripped so tightly.

"What's the rush? I'm not dead yet, and my WeChat Moments won't collapse!"

"I'll leave the stock market matters to the Ghost Masters. Those piggy banks that only know how to make money can be scare away with a ghost; if that doesn't work, just kill them and replace them with our own people. As for that new recruit, the head of headquarters called and told us to be careful about our influence. If he dares to make any big moves again, we'll be the first ones they take out, hehe..."

These words made the senior executives frown. If they didn't get their revenge, wouldn't their circle of friends become easy targets?

If you can't take down Ye Zhen from the paranormal forum, can't you at least take down a peasant high school student from Dachang City?

"Excuse my bluntness, but if we swallow this insult, more and more peasants will dare to step forward, and our money will only become harder and harder to earn."

"Yes, without money, how can the laboratory's longevity project continue?"

Fang Shiming abruptly stood up, his smile icy, and said, "You all just focus on making money. I'll get myself in shape and personally take down Link in twelve days."