Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

"You...you won again?"

Yan Li rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that the dice cup numbers he saw were correct, he looked at Chu Mo with a look of astonishment.

He now even has the illusion that he could do it himself.

All the paper money was rolled up next to Chu Mo, totaling thirty-four yuan.

This time, they made a fortune.

Because he had no money, the gambler instinctively left the mahogany bench in the last instant before disappearing.

The soft voice also came from close to the counter.

"This customer is really lucky. With such good luck, why don't you wait here until six o'clock to continue?"

Chu Mo had no such intention. "It's taking too long. Since we don't have guests until six o'clock, let's wait until after six to talk about it."

After saying this, he carefully collected all the paper money, then got up and prepared to leave with Yan Li.

But the gambling den door, which had been open, slammed shut at that moment.

"Please wait here, sir. It will be quick."

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes. "You're not planning to let me leave?"

His face darkened as he looked at the long incense stick on the counter, which was more than half-burned.

"If you don't want to keep this gambling den running, you're welcome to give it a try."

After he finished speaking, the figure of an old man in a copper coin robe quietly appeared behind him.

With the ghost money in hand, Chu Mo is now brimming with confidence.

Almost the instant the old man in the copper coin robe appeared, the long incense stick that had been burning on the counter went out without warning.

A cold wind swept through the gambling den, and the previously closed doors slowly reopened.

"Go away, go away, don't come back again..."

The sounds of the gambling den drifted over. This time, instead of forcibly keeping Chu Mo, they started to chase him away, just as the second generation had said.

Chu Mo glanced at the old man's portrait hanging on the wall behind the counter; the old man's eyes held a venomous and cold look.

I remember when I first arrived, the old man had a smile on his face.

"It seems that if you win money and leave, the casino will try to keep you, but if they can't, the place will start to reject you."

Chu Mo thought to himself that the gambling den's intention to keep him around wasn't because they wanted him to win more money, but because they wanted him to lose his money back to the gambling den.

Moreover, as soon as the old man in the copper coin robe appeared, the gambling den seemed to be instinctively afraid of something and immediately started to drive people away.

He had a premonition that although the old man from the gambling den was dead, he still retained a trace of his consciousness in the resurrected ghost.

Just like the tall male corpse in the Caesars Hotel where the remnants of Li Qingzhi's consciousness remained.

Moreover, this old man probably had some connection with the first generation.

One ran a money exchange, the other ran a gambling den.

Both are inextricably linked to money.

However, whether it's really as I think it is, I'll have to go back and ask the original one.

Seeing that the gate was already open, Chu Mo had no intention of staying any longer.

He walked out quickly with a stern expression.

As for the gambling den's words, "Don't come again," Chu Mo didn't listen at all.

If this were during the Republic of China era, and the old man from the gambling den was still alive, he would indeed have to think of a way to deal with it.

But now that you've become a ghost, you can't just say I can't come. Wouldn't that make me lose face?

With the old man in the copper coin robe in charge, even if someone forces their way in, it shouldn't be a big problem.

The two stood on Ghost Street, not immediately turning back.

With the leverage to control the old man in the copper coin coat, Chu Mo felt he could venture deeper into Ghost Street.

However, he hadn't gone far when he noticed that the sky over Ghost Street was starting to darken.

It was only 10 a.m. when we left the gambling den, and we had only walked for a few minutes. It was impossible for it to get dark so quickly.

This is mostly because they went deep into Ghost Street, which caused the environment to be affected by the supernatural.

Moreover, the further I went, the more unusual things I encountered along the way.

A ball occasionally rolling down the street, a blank newspaper falling without wind, or even faint footsteps appearing behind you.

"Brother Chu, it seems like something unsavory has been following us..."

Yan Li looked back several times but couldn't find the source of the footsteps, which instantly put him on alert.

The deeper anomalies of Ghost Street are far more eerie than the shallower ones.

"Stay close to me."

As Chu Mo left the gambling den, he noticed this phenomenon, but he did not stop, because the thing behind him was just following him and might just be a ghost traveling the same way.

After all, if they were really targeting me, they would have launched an attack long ago.

The sky gradually darkened.

The Ghost Street gradually became deserted, with no shops left, only a crossroads leading to the unknown.

"Should we delve deeper?"

Chu Mo hesitated.

The second generation said that the depths of Ghost Street are intricate and complex, and it is easy to get lost. I have only crossed one street, so I shouldn't be trapped inside so quickly.

He planned to walk down the street ahead, and if he still didn't find the remains of the second generation, he would turn back.

The second intersection on Ghost Street is rather eerie. The road on the left is shrouded in black mist, and even with ghost eyes, one still cannot see its specific appearance.

To the right was a white fog. Although visibility was also obstructed, it was still possible to vaguely make out a small town. However, the town was completely silent and did not seem to be in the real world.

The street in front, on the other hand, looked more normal.

Chu Mo had a premonition that this intersection would be a watershed moment for Ghost Street; only by reaching this point could one truly reach the deeper parts of Ghost Street.

As for the two paths to the left and right, he didn't consider them. Going deep into such unknown places without being absolutely certain would definitely cause problems.

While they were pondering, the footsteps behind them had already moved ahead of them and headed towards the misty street on the right.

In that case, that place is most likely a haunted place.

After going deeper for another two or three minutes, the blue brick street gradually became hazy, and at the same time, a figure appeared opposite the two.

The figure's features were indistinct, but it walked into a solitary shop next door.

This is the only shop on the third ghost street.

"Brother Chu, that person went in, but judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like a living person."

"No, he's a living person; to be precise, he's an anomaly."

Chu Mo rejected Yan Li's conjecture; through his Ghost Eyes, he clearly saw the other person's appearance.

The man was wearing old-fashioned clothes, was tall and looked somewhat out of place. Most strangely, he had no face, only a complete skin and flesh.

"Taiping Ancient Town, the Faceless People?"

Chu Mo subconsciously thought of a character: the ghost tamer left behind in Taiping Ancient Town.

He wasn't quite sure, after all, there are many faceless ghosts.

Ghost Eyes moved his eyes upwards, but to his surprise, the shop the other party entered was a newspaper shop.

A kerosene lamp was lit inside the newspaper office, casting a dim, yellowish light that seemed ready to go out at any moment.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Chu Mo walked inside.

Newspapers and periodicals typically record information from a certain era, and these remaining locations might hold the key to pinpointing the exact location of the Second Generation ruins.