Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

That night.

The three sports cars set off one after another along the highway in Dachang City and soon stopped by a country road at the foot of a mountain.

Five people got off the car: Wang Xiaoqiang, Ye Feng, Zhang Han, Zhang Yiming, He Sheng, and a beautiful woman who had been brought by He Sheng.

He Sheng valued this woman highly and spent five million to buy her out of her husband's life, taking her with him almost everywhere he went.

The club didn't say much about it.

After all, they have this kind of fetish and like to seek thrills in paranormal events, so what can you say?

"By the way, what's wrong with Ouyang Tian? We can't get in touch with him. Could he really have been taken care of by that kid Yang Jian?"

As soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Han put down his phone and couldn't help but ask.

He always felt that the other party had already been defeated by Yang Jian, otherwise why hadn't they replied for so long?

Wang Xiaoqiang straightened his suit and stood at the quiet village entrance. "Let's not worry about him for now. He didn't come on the appointed day. Once the Huanggang Village matter is over, we'll know for sure. It really was Yang Jian who did it. He can't get rid of this debt."

He clearly didn't take Yang Jian seriously. After all, Yang Jian was just a newcomer, and the club was a well-known name in the entire Dachang City, both in terms of experience and ability.

"Let's not talk about that. Let's go into the village. There's no one there at night. It looks unusual."

Ye Feng tightened his trench coat, his arrogance fading slightly. He had always been very cautious when it came to supernatural events.

Everyone stopped talking and quickly entered the village.

Just as Ye Feng said, the entire village was deathly silent, with no villagers and every household had its lights off.

The only source of light was an old two-story building.

But the building still had no electricity, and only two white candles flickered in the lobby.

In addition, a vermilion coffin was placed quietly in the center.

"Where have all the villagers gone? Shouldn't there be someone keeping vigil for the deceased during their funeral?"

Zhang Han frowned. He came to the main entrance of the hall, but did not approach the coffin. He just looked at it.

However, what he saw startled him.

At first, he couldn't see it clearly from a distance, but when he got closer, he discovered that the coffin was covered with talismans.

Each talisman was stained with blood and swayed slightly in the eerie wind inside the room, but no matter how it swayed, it never detached itself from the coffin.

In folklore, this is called "Yellow Talisman to Suppress the Coffin," and this method is only used when there is something extremely ominous inside the coffin.

Of course, folklore is fictional, but ghosts really do exist in this world.

As the talisman was swept downwards, the entire floor of the mourning hall was soaked in red blood. This blood dripped from the coffin and seemed endless, having already submerged the entire floor.

"Damn it, it looks like the ghost from that coffin has probably escaped."

Zhang Yiming lit a cigarette, his brows furrowed.

The ghost inside him reacted abnormally upon seeing the blood.

That kind of instinctive fear.

"The ghosts in this village are dangerous, Wang Xiaoqiang. Tell me all the information your brother has given you."

Ye Feng then reminded him.

Without hesitation, Wang Xiaoqiang took out a file folder and showed the documents inside to everyone for review.

The document records everything that happened in Huanggang Village during this period, as well as the specific circumstances of Feng Quan's disappearance.

According to the records, Feng Quan did not disappear, but rather hid in the ghost coffin in Huanggang Village due to his own problems.

In addition, the person in charge, Zhou Zheng, had also considered taking action.

However, because the information in the file was too limited, it was only investigated briefly before being returned.

Ultimately, this person simply created a map based on the environment of Huanggang Village.

Wang Xiaoqiang took out the map. "Although there is very little usable information, the map's completeness will ensure that we don't get lost in the village."

"Let's get some rest tonight, take turns keeping watch, and then compare the village's environment with the map tomorrow morning before making any further plans."

He suggested that dealing with paranormal events is not a trivial matter, nor is it something that can be resolved in a short time.

There is no dispute about this conclusion.

However, all the surrounding buildings were closed, and the only open mourning hall was inaccessible due to the bloodstains.

Are we supposed to sleep on the ground outside the village?

"When I came here, I saw a self-built villa. You can climb over the gate to get in. Why don't we stay there for the night?"

He Sheng pointed to a large villa not far away and offered a suggestion.

"Alright."

The others nodded in agreement and then prepared to leave the mourning hall.

But just then, footsteps suddenly came from the country road leading deep into the village.

Everyone's expression changed immediately, and they all turned to look in that direction.

Then a young man slowly walked towards them. There was no light source on the dark path, but he didn't have any lighting tools with him.

This is clearly abnormal.

Moreover, the man walked very fast; in the blink of an eye, he was almost in front of everyone.

"Damn it, have we been targeted by the ghosts of this village so quickly?"

Ye Feng squinted, his hand gripping the zipper on his trench coat, instinctively wanting to unzip it.

After taking the last drag of his cigarette, Zhang Yiming glanced at the coffin lying quietly behind him, a complex look in his eyes.

"If Feng Quan really hid inside this coffin, why did he continue to stay inside after we came in?"

"Moreover, from the moment we entered the village until now, the coffin has been eerily quiet. The blood around it and the talismans on the coffin are all very abnormal. If Feng Quan really wasn't dead, this person should have come out long ago."

His face darkened, and sure enough, he discovered several densely packed footprints branded into the pool of blood.

Just as he had suspected, Feng Quan had indeed come out once, but he most likely died in the village.

Zhang Yiming broke out in a cold sweat. "If Feng Quan is really dead, then there should be two ghosts in this village now!"

"What? Two ghosts?"

Zhang Han was startled and looked at Wang Xiaoqiang. "This is completely different from what was said in the file. It seems that there have been some unnoticed abnormalities in this village in the past few days."

The archives clearly record that a ghost was wandering around Huanggang Village, while Feng Quan was lying in a coffin.

The coffin is not moving, but the ghost has already arrived.

This made Wang Xiaoqiang's face turn somewhat ugly. He was certain that his own brother would not frame him, and he also believed that there had been some new abnormalities in the village these past few days.

"Damn it, that guy Feng Quan is always causing us trouble. Now we not only have to deal with the ghosts in Huanggang Village, but also the ghost that has resurrected from his body."

While he was pondering, the young man on the path had already reached the entrance of the main hall.

Moreover, they didn't stop walking; they were heading straight this way.

"Let's do it!"

Wang Xiaoqiang whispered.