Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

A mirror that can bring the dead back to life? Such a wondrous existence!

In the basement of Link's house.

Zhang Han looked at the full-length dressing mirror in front of him, which was covered by an old oilcloth, and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

Link stood to the side and explained, "That's right. As long as you leave your image in front of the mirror, you can walk out of the mirror after you die. The price you pay is to release an unknown vengeful ghost from inside the mirror. However, this resurrection is not perfect. You will lose the vengeful ghost and all your memories from the time you left the image until your death."

With paranormal events becoming more frequent and the ghosts we encounter becoming increasingly powerful and bizarre, leaving us with one chance to resurrect is essential and serves as a safety net for you.

"I agree, I want to use it!"

Zhang Han was the first to raise his hand in agreement, his pale face flushed with an eerie redness, clearly in a state of extreme excitement.

He was originally just an ordinary person. After earning enough wealth, he wanted to settle down and enjoy a peaceful life with his wife, children, and a warm bed.

Yan Li pondered for a moment, then raised his hand in agreement.

The blood of the demons is something no human can control. Even with the help of the demon skin, the pressure of resurrection is still overwhelming.

If it weren't for his family and friends, and a job he never dared to dream of, he would have given up on himself long ago and ended his own life.

Yang Jian and Zhao Lei remained silent. Based on their understanding of the supernatural, such a resurrection could never compare to their original life.

Lin Ke did not insist, and said to Zhang Han and Yan Lidao:

"Okay, let's have Lao Zhang and Yan Li record some photos first."

He tore off the oilcloth covering the ghost mirror, revealing its true form.

The brass-colored frame was rusty, and its Republican-era style was full of historical atmosphere. The mirror surface was as clean as new, but there was not a single person reflected in it.

The others stepped aside, leaving Yan Lixian to record the resurrection.

Yang Jian stared at the ghost mirror, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. The problem that had troubled him for so long was now showing a glimmer of hope for a solution.

He asked urgently, "Link, what if I commit suicide in front of the Ghost Mirror, letting the ghosts fight inside my body, causing a kind of ghost messenger-like crash, and then successfully resurrecting myself? Would that work?"

Link was taken aback, not expecting that Yang Jian could make such a bold plan without the guidance of the parchment.

Is God Yang Jian unleashing his power?

That's highly unlikely, because he had called out Yang Jian's name several times at the beginning of his transmigration.

Yes, just like when you travel to the Lord of Mysteries and call upon the name of the Fool.

This is an essential good habit for any time traveler.

He didn't hide anything: "Theoretically speaking, it's feasible, but in practice, it would be very difficult. Ghost tamers can't accurately calculate the supernatural strength of each ghost, so they need to use my astrology to assist them."

The key to this plan is to accurately control the intensity of the supernatural forces from all sides, so that the ghosts will crash and Yang Jian will not actually die.

Moreover, it's absolutely impossible to have Yang Jian hang himself in front of the ghost mirror in the simple and brutal way of the original story.

The timeline has deviated, and the degree of revival of the ghost rope, headless ghost shadow, and ghost eye is vastly different from the original work. Blindly copying it will only lead to Yang Jian's downfall.

Yang Jian wasn't particularly disappointed; he stared thoughtfully at the mirror.

"Is that so? It seems it needs further polishing."

Link patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, his tone somewhat seductive, and said, "Don't panic, just keep writing your death plan, and I can use that piece of paper to help you refine it."

Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, filled with suspicion: "I suspect you're planning to team up with the human skin paper to swindle me and then inherit my Alipay account."

Link smiled and shook his head: "No, I just think that being resurrected by the Ghost Mirror might mean that I would no longer be myself in some way. It can only be used as a last resort to try and save my life. We still have a long time to find a way."

"Yes, I'm in good condition, I can live for at least another year."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

"President Lin, brother...please look at me! I never want to be in a wheelchair again. How about I become your second ghost, using that flame on Jiang Shangbai's chest?"

Zhao Lei pushed the wheelchair over, his face full of hope.

His legs could not bend, and in his wheelchair, they could only be spread out in an octagonal shape, much like a banquet for guests from all directions.

He'd been sitting in that thunderous posture for three days straight, and he'd had enough.

Therefore, he has been studying the vengeful spirit in Link's hands these days, trying to suppress the side effects of the ghost puppet and stand up again.

Jiang Shangbai's two ghosts are the Human-Stepping Ghost and the Ghost Candle Fire. The Ghost Candle Fire carries a ghost domain and when used, it is accompanied by the smell of burnt meat and the stench of corpses, while also causing burning damage to enemies.

Link raised an eyebrow and said, "Fire in wood? That's too extreme. It's like adding fuel to the fire. If you can't maintain the balance, you'll have a hard time surviving."

"This may not be the best method, but it's definitely the most suitable one for me. It will not only allow me to stand up again, but also let me fully utilize the supernatural powers of the ghost puppet. What's more..."

Zhao Lei looked at the ghost mirror, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.

"I will write in my diary to record every little change in controlling the Ghost Candle Flame. Even if I fail this time, I can be resurrected in the Ghost Mirror and walk the path of the Ghost Master again."

Both Lin Ke and Yang Jian admired Zhao Lei's determination.

In the world of cultivation, such a person would be considered a late bloomer.

Unfortunately, this is a mysterious resurrection; if you're even slightly unlucky, you'll die instantly, with absolutely no room for error.

Link thought to himself, "This is what a true master is like. He'd rather doubt his skills countless times than question his terrible luck."

Link said solemnly, "Since you have made your decision, I will help you control the Ghost Flame in a moment. Before that, I will perform a premonition for you, and if the result is too bad, I will forcibly stop it."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Lin."

With a face full of gratitude, Zhao Lei excitedly pushed his wheelchair to the Ghost Mirror to leave his image.

"Pat-pat"

Another Link entered the basement, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a hoarse voice came from this "Link": "Don't be nervous, I'm just an avatar. From now on, I will be responsible for guarding the Ghost Mirror and be ready to receive any living people returning from the mirror."

As they got closer, they finally realized that Link, with his hoarse voice, was actually a paper doll.

"Holy crap, there's such a thing? It's even better than a scapegoat doll!"

Link explained, "A couple of days ago, a person in charge from headquarters came to mediate the conflict between me and my friends. Someone had a bad attitude, so I created a paper doll clone of him. It can be seen as a ghost that can be killed, which is perfect for guiding people who are resurrected."

After saying that, Link also went to the Ghost Mirror, ready to leave his image.

However, after more than ten minutes, the mirror was still blank; there wasn't a single shadow, not even a ghost.

Link was filled with doubts, so he had no choice but to give up and put the ghost mirror back on.

The group left the basement, and Yan Li and Zhang Han returned to their security post, remaining on guard against anyone of unknown origin.

Yang Jian was lost in thought, trying to bring the headless ghost to its knees, and wandered around outside in a daze.

Link sat on the sofa, using astrology and parchment to predict the future.

"How did Zhao Lei fare after he mastered the Ghost Flame?"

"Zhao Lei controls the ghost candle flame..."

Under Zhao Lei's uneasy gaze, a low murmur rang out.

The arrangement of star charts and ink marks presents a picture:

Zhao Lei was extremely excited. He was shirtless and kept squatting and moving his body. A hole had been ripped out in the center of his chest, and a blazing red flame was burning fiercely. Sparks burst out from time to time, scorching large black marks on his chest.

Above the flames, a wooden puppet with a grotesque face was struggling under the intense heat, while the falling wood chips only made the flames burn brighter.

The scene abruptly ends there.

Link opened his eyes and nodded, saying, "The ghost candle flame and the ghost puppet can achieve a balance, but you will have to endure the pain of being scorched by the flames at all times."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I can hold back."

Fortunately, Jiang Shangbai's stepping ghost had already been taken away by Cao Yang, so there was no need to separate them again, which saved a lot of trouble.

In no time, Link placed a red flame the size of a soybean on Zhao Lei's chest.

"Ouch, it's so hot!"

……

"Ya ho ho ha ha ha..."

An hour later, Zhao Lei picked up his wheelchair, excitedly rushed out of the villa, and let out a strange roar.

As Link watched his retreating figure, a line of poetry suddenly came to mind: "The cries of monkeys on both banks could not be stopped..."

Yang Jian leaned closer, a strange look of reminiscence in his tired and numb eyes: "Zhao Lei was the most cunning kid. He secretly studied hard behind my back and ended up at the top of his class, becoming the kind of kid my mom always talked about..."

The way to deal with the ghost puppet is to remain still. If you don't move, you'll stand there and be burned by the ghost candle flames. When you can't stand the burning anymore, you'll start to struggle and suffer attacks from the ghost puppet, along with a ghost domain.

In a one-on-one fight, there's no chance unless you completely dominate...

Once Zhao Lei becomes familiar with the ghost on his body, he will at least have the strength of a reserve captain and should not be underestimated.

Link grinned: "That's what you call high damage with the left hand and high damage with the right hand. Our company is short of talent like that."

The more reliable his teammates are, the faster he can collect vengeful spirits.

After a while, we should be able to set up the [Arcanist] promotion ceremony.