Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Guanjiang Residential Area, Dachang City.

In the luxurious villa, Link finished a game and stretched comfortably.

The Huanggang Village incident ended six days ago.

During these six days, Link didn't leave the house because it would be unseemly to show his face with such a big belly.

At home, I either play video games or lie in bed resting and reading novels, as if I've returned to the wonderful life I had in college.

Except for Yang Jian, who would come knocking on his door at 7:30 every day without fail, demanding that he go out and kill someone.

There were no supernatural events or sudden attacks around; everything was so beautiful.

This is a rare moment of tranquility after traversing the mysterious revival.

Having realized that he had digested 90% of the supernatural power of the ghost coffin in his stomach, Link, feeling restless, went to the basement to take stock of the supernatural items in his possession.

There were five red ghost candles; fewer white ghost candles were used, but there were still nearly seven.

There were three scapegoat dolls, a cursed music box, and a deck of cards locked in a pure gold box.

As for the vengeful ghosts, there were more than ten of them, with the majority coming from WeChat Moments.

Looking at the golden box containing the supernatural playing cards, Link took off his right golden glove, picked up a saw, and slowly sawed the box open, stroke by stroke.

In the mysterious world of resurrection, supernatural weapons are much rarer than vengeful ghosts, and both play a crucial role in the combat power of ghost tamers.

For example, Yang Jian almost always used a machete to clear the way in the later stages, which was incredibly useful.

Link wants to figure out the power of the supernatural playing cards. If he can convert it into his own combat power, he might be able to take down Fang Shiming ahead of time.

Before long, the golden box was opened, revealing playing cards neatly stacked on dried ghost blood.

When a target matching the pattern of an attack appeared nearby, the playing cards began to tremble restlessly.

Without hesitation, Link followed Lin Qingyuan's example, extending his "ghost hand" to firmly grasp the playing cards in his hand.

The supernatural forces were at play, giving Link the illusion of gripping a rubber water balloon, with his palm and every finger feeling a powerful repulsive force.

The ghost hand trembled, and under the stimulation of the poker cards, it continued to revitalize, causing Link's body to tremble as well.

Without hesitation, he guided the apprentice ghost's spirit to his left hand, covered it with a layer of ice crystals, and pressed it onto the playing cards.

With the supernatural power of the two vengeful spirits combined, the playing cards finally behaved themselves and lay obediently in Link's palm.

"It requires at least an A-level supernatural strength to barely suppress it? It seems I'll have to wait until my next advancement before I can truly use it."

He maintained the posture, his five fingers curling inward again, and the playing cards disappeared from sight.

"No, it hasn't disappeared. It still exists, and its expansion power remains strong. As long as you relax your suppression, it will launch an attack."

The next moment, a special image appeared in Link's mind.

It was a row of playing cards of different suits, from Ace to King, plus two Jokers, arranged in a line and slowly rotating.

"Is this... card selection?"

Link shifted his gaze and noticed a detail: the King of Spades was missing from the deck.

Considering the powerful side effects of supernatural weapons, Link cautiously chose a smaller card to play it safe.

The 7 of Hearts disappeared from the deck of cards and appeared on Link's chest, pressed tightly against his skin.

At the same time, his astrologer's intuition kicked in, and he vaguely saw several images.

Relax your hand, and the playing cards will be dealt to the target within the range: if the card is the Joker or has a value greater than 7, the attack is invalid; if the value is equal to 7, the target will be suppressed for seven minutes; if the value is less than 7, the suppression time will increase by one minute for each point less than 1.

The side effect is that every time cards are dealt, regardless of the result, the playing cards on his chest will drill into his flesh; the higher the number, the faster they drill in.

For example, the two Jokers, the highest-ranking cards, will pierce the heart after being used twice, causing them to explode like a bomb, inevitably killing any ordinary ghost tamer.

Those who survive are either outcasts or true vengeful ghosts.

"So, the strange fluctuations emanating from Lin Qingyuan's chest are the missing King here... How ruthless! Relying on his resurrected ghostly power, he leaves no way out for anyone. No, the old man still has a bit of kindness in him; he left two Kings and Queens."

It can only be said that he is indeed a veteran ghost tamer, full of ferocity and methods.

With these thoughts swirling within him, Link placed the 7 of Hearts back into the deck, slightly loosened his control over the supernatural playing cards, allowing them to reappear, and then sealed them away in a pure gold box.

This thing has too many side effects. Simply restarting your power isn't enough. You need to advance to the [Arcanist] level and be able to suppress it with one hand before you can use it.

When Link came out of the basement, he was surprised to find that Qi Wanhe had returned early.

"It's rare to see you back so early today."

Link sat down on another sofa, his gaze turning to a low mahogany table in the corner, on which a vase held a few fresh flowers.

No one would believe that there could be a terrifying ghost inside this low table.

Above the low table, the hands of the wall clock only pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon.

It's too early. Qi Wanhe is a workaholic; she usually doesn't get home until 10 PM.

Qi Wanhe, dressed in a business suit, sat on the sofa with her legs bent, her knee-length skirt revealing glimpses of flesh through her black stockings.

Her hair was piled high, giving her the look of a strong woman. A few strands of hair hung down her cheeks and swayed playfully. Her slender fingers massaged her ankles, and her delicate figure revealed a hint of fatigue and fragility.

"An unexpected incident happened today. Someone tried to kidnap me, and I twisted my ankle in the chaos. Luckily, Yan Li and Zhao Lei took care of them. However, my scheduled trip was canceled, so I had to leave work early. Boss, please don't dock my pay!"

Link narrowed his eyes, relieved to see that Qi Wanhe had no injuries. "You're a company veteran, how could I possibly mistreat you? I just didn't expect there to be such blind people in Dachang City. Was it someone from your WeChat Moments who did it?"

Qi Wanhe shook her head and frowned, saying, "There are foreigners among those people. Zhao Lei said they seem to be after the vengeful ghost. The boss behind them is in some Shangtong Building. I don't think they're from my circle of friends. After all, they were recently warned by a big shot and have reduced their activities in Dajing City a lot."

Link looked at Qi Wanhe and asked curiously, "Your family is so powerful that you can even get intelligence from Dajing City in real time."

"Hehe, I'll have to rely on you a lot more."

Qi Wanhe chuckled, her gaze towards Lin Ke now filled with admiration: "My parents both got promoted, they're now transferred to headquarters as junior managers, they're probably trying to win me over, to give you, to give you..."

Her voice was a little soft, and in the end she just lowered her head and couldn't speak.

"Hmm? Something about me too?" Link raised an eyebrow. "What was it again, what were you going to give me?"

"Oh, it's just pillow talk!"

Qi Wanhe blushed deeply, but still mustered the courage to explain the reason. Then, she said in a self-deprecating tone, "I don't know what's going on in those people's heads. All they think about is love and romance. Can't I work for you to get rich overnight?"

She's just a young woman who graduated less than a year ago. Not only are her parents pressuring her to get married, but even her former boss at headquarters is subtly hinting at it, making her feel immense pressure.

Link looked away, his expression calm, and said, "Hmm, someone like me won't live long. It seems the people who kidnapped you today also see you as their weakness. I'll go see what's going on."

"No need, you haven't rested enough. Yan Li brought Zhang Han and Zhao Lei with him, they can handle it... Besides, it's not that I'm indifferent to you, no matter how long you live, I, I..."

Qi Wanhe stared at her ankle, her gaze somewhat unfocused. This strong woman, who had even encountered vengeful ghosts, was now too shy to speak.

If she had no feelings for him, how could she possibly abandon the career path her family had planned for her and come to Dachang City to work like a slave?

"You rest first, Zhang Wei wants to play games with me."

Reason told Link that there was a chance tonight, but considering the ghostly things he was wearing, he decided against it and made an excuse to leave the hall.

……

"Pat-pat"

In the middle of the night, a door was pushed open.

Link, who was breathing in the misty starlight, opened his eyes and met a pair of bright, watery eyes.

"I...I want to whisper sweet nothings in your ear..."