Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Taiping Ancient Town.

Chu Mo and his companion left Z City, bringing back more than three hundred faces from the Caesars Hotel.

These faces are all those of the victims who were attacked by the newspaper ghost.

"Brother Chu, Taiping Ancient Town is so big. After the Faceless Man left Ghost Street, he never appeared again. Is there any way we can still find him?"

I carefully surveyed the surrounding shops as I walked through the new town area.

"Try looking for him. He's a descendant of people who lived in the old town. These people are quite conservative, so there's no reason for them to run away."

Chu Mo knew the other party well. In Taiping Ancient Town, only four of the older generation of ghost tamers were still alive. They guarded the ancient town and spent their entire lives unwilling to have any contact with the outside world.

The faceless man was one of them.

Yan Li nodded, but the ancient town is so big, it will definitely not be easy to find, at least not in the short term.

Chu Mo understood this principle as well. The ancient town was very large, and finding someone was like finding a needle in a haystack. Moreover, Ghost Street could lead to other places, so it was not guaranteed that you would run into someone there.

After searching for a while, he decided to leave Yan Li behind for the time being.

It's not appropriate to keep him by my side when it comes to the affairs of Huanggang Village. After all, I need to occupy the ghost coffin, and if the source ghost inside the coffin can't return, it will continue to wander outside.

In this way, Yan Li alone is not enough to deal with, and may even fall into the danger of resurgence.

Rather than leaving him outside, it's better to keep him in Taiping Ancient Town to search for the Faceless Man.

However, before that, Chu Mo felt he needed to go to Ghost Street.

"I don't have much paper money left. I need to go to the gambling den to get some more. I need to always have a sufficient amount of this kind of backup plan for survival."

After parting ways with Yan Li, Chu Mo walked alone into Ghost Street, heading towards the old town.

Following the route, we crossed the first fork in the road and soon arrived at the entrance of the gambling den.

However, the gambling den seemed to have sensed Chu Mo's arrival and immediately closed its half-closed door.

The sign bearing the name "Sihai Casino" dimmed, and the neon lights seemed to have been turned off, indicating that the business had ceased operations.

"So, seeing I'm here, they're not planning to stay open?"

Chu Mo squinted and placed his hand on the wooden door.

The texture was almost identical to the wooden door in the Caesars Hotel, and blood quickly seeped out.

"You think you can stop me with these tricks? Your gambling den will be open today whether you like it or not."

Chu Mo took a step back, ghost blood spreading down his calf, and with a 'bang', he kicked the wooden door open.

Inside the gambling den, there were still scattered tables and chairs, and the dice cups on them were still shaking, which clearly indicated that there were customers inside.

But the gambling den rejected him outright.

"Get out! Get out!"

A venomous voice echoed from inside the gambling den, and a chilling wind rose, causing the open door to shake violently.

"Give me some face, I'll just play a few rounds, then I'll leave."

Chu Mo didn't intend to destroy this place, after all, it was a way to make money.

He summoned the old ghost in the copper coin robe behind him and then sat down on one of the long red benches.

However, the casino owner didn't seem to want to give Chu Mo any face. Strange black hairs and some ferocious eyes began to spread across the gambling table.

Chu Mo's face darkened, and he slammed a four-yuan bill heavily onto the table.

Instantly, the anomaly on the table seemed to shrink back a little because of the paper money.

The table was covered in a thick layer of ghostly blood. Chu Mo said coldly, "Don't be ungrateful. If I can kick down the door of your gambling den, I can smash it up. If you don't believe me, you can try."

After he finished speaking, the entire gambling den fell into a deathly silence.

The old man in the copper coin robe behind Chu Mo had already stretched out his gray hands, seemingly about to grab the four yuan paper money on the table.

This period marked the final warning Chu Mo gave to the gambling den.

Either the old man in the copper coin clothes takes the money and smashes up the shop, or he obediently lets himself finish these few rounds.

Ultimately, under this pressure, the gambling den chose to compromise.

As a ghost, running this gambling den is instinctive. If the gambling den is gone, it will be unemployed and will inevitably become a vengeful ghost wandering deep in Ghost Street.

The sieve cup on the table began to move slowly, and footsteps approached. Soon, a white-haired, lifeless old man appeared in Chu Mo's sight.

This is the owner of the gambling den.

"Is it that ghost again?"

Chu Mo glanced at the other gambling tables, thinking that there would be new gamblers to bet with him.

But that's fine too, the more the boss goes to the gambling table, the more money he wins!

Last time, I robbed that gambling den guy of all his money. I wonder how much money he's made in the last few days.

Half an hour later.

Chu Mo shoved a stack of ghost money into his pocket. All told, with the original four yuan, he had sixteen yuan more in paper money.

I currently have a total of twenty yuan in paper money, which is more than enough for my trip to Huanggang Village.

He returned to the villa, retrieved the black cloth shoes mentioned in the talisman, and glanced at the vengeful spirits in the other woven bags.

"The ghost coffin can breed vengeful ghosts; its essence is suppression. Perhaps I can bring a few more ghosts there. The red bellyband and ghost skin can also serve as pieces of the puzzle for the dried corpse bride."

As Chu Mo thought this, he finally focused his gaze on a golden woven bag that read "Humanoid Ghost".

Cheng Yao used this ghost to briefly inherit some of the supernatural abilities of Yan Li's ghost blood.

This ghost possesses the ability to mimic the supernatural; moreover, it can also recreate memories and appearance to a certain extent.

"With the veil, the crying face, and the newspaper—three supernatural elements combined—it's hard to say whether they can completely stabilize my consciousness. But if we add this ghost..."

Chu Mo was considering the feasibility of the matter.

If lying in the ghost coffin can kill both the Red and White Demons, then will there really be no problem at the level of consciousness?

He felt it was worth trying, since the human skin talisman was a manufactured product, and as the first test subject, he needed to take certain risks.

He dared not take it too far and entrust his life entirely to a supernatural object he had developed.

After much deliberation, Chu Mo decided to bring along the ghost that could only affect memories to a certain extent.

Once everything was ready, he quickly disappeared from sight.

......

Within Dachang City.

Inside a villa.

At this moment, Yang Jian was leaning back on the sofa, with one foot on the head of a ghost tamer named Ouyang Tian from the Xiaoqiang Club, and he was in a very bad mood.

"That's all your club can do. You're not capable of suppressing me, but the ghost inside you can fetch a good price."

He kicked Ouyang Tian away.

Not long ago, because of the headless ghost incident, Yan Li and Chu Mo were all targeted by this club.

As a result, Chu Mo and Yan Li left Dachang City ahead of time, which ultimately forced the club to turn its anger towards itself.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength was too great. After Chu Mo helped him control the headless ghost shadow, it was no longer something these clubs could mess with.

"Yang Jian, have you thought this through? If you really kill me, the club won't let you off the hook."

Ouyang Tian stared coldly at the other party, "Moreover, we've already obtained the latest information on controlling a second ghost. By then, everyone in the club will be a ghost controller with two ghosts each. Can you afford to mess with that?"