Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Chapter 97 The Inference of One Proof Being Permanent (4K)

As darkness fell, a thin mist gradually rose around the ferry crossing, bathed in moonlight.

This is the time when the supernatural and reality intersect.

If you are in the right place at the right time, you can travel to some unknown place.

A black wooden boat drifted over from a distance. There was no one on board, but an old kerosene lamp was lit.

The kerosene lamp looked very similar to the one Boss Liu had given him; it seemed to be a replica of the kind found on the wooden boat.

Footsteps came from the darkness, and the old wooden planks creaked, as if something had just boarded the ferry.

The shop owner and the laundry woman exchanged a glance, simultaneously noticing something amiss.

Chu Mo lit the kerosene lamp in his hand. The dim light covered a small area, but it vaguely illuminated a figure in the darkness.

It looked like a scarecrow.

It wasn't there a minute ago, but appeared in the time it takes to light a lamp.

"It seems like a ghost came from this ferry crossing."

Yan Li's face was tense, and he felt that the scarecrow had a strange eeriness about it.

Chu Mo then stepped in front of the scarecrow and, without any suspense, tore off its head.

The supernatural abilities of ghost messengers are quite authoritative, and there is absolutely no suspense regarding such derivative products.

Holding the scarecrow's head, a woman's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Those who dare to attack God's church will pay the price. So now, you'd better just die!"

His voice was cold and somber, devoid of any emotion.

As if to confirm that warning, Chu Mo's eyes glazed over for a few seconds.

In his vision, the entire ferry crossing was stained red with blood, and ripples spread across the dark water. A face that looked almost exactly like Chu Mo slowly emerged from the water.

Chu Mo's eyes were vacant, and his entire face was covered with a dense array of wounds and scars.

These scars, which were originally bound by black lines, have now completely broken open.

As they locked eyes, a terrifying curse spread along their line of sight.

Chu Mo, standing on the riverbank, was only slightly stunned before the same symptoms appeared on his face as on the head in the river.

Fortunately, the symptoms subsided quickly.

Because at this moment, several paper children strangely appeared in the river. They chuckled and lifted the heads out of the river. As the supernatural forces eroded them, the heads soon revealed the same smiling faces.

moment.

The entire ferry crossing returned to its original state, and his head was no longer visible in the river.

"An attack on the level of consciousness?"

Chu Mo's face was gloomy. The attack just now had not hurt him, but had been suppressed by the supernatural power of the red veil.

He raised his hand to look at the scarecrow's head he was holding, only to find that the head had somehow turned into a living human head.

Without a doubt, this is a cursed attack.

Moreover, their goal was clear: to kill him.

"Brother Chu, this scarecrow seems to have lost its supernatural power."

Yan Li had intended to test the waters with ghost blood, but when he placed his hand on it, he didn't detect even the slightest sign of anything supernatural.

"It's just something that comes from the supernatural."

Chu Mo appeared nonchalant, but a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

When they took down the Zhongzhou Club, Wang Jincai said that they were working for an organization called the Church of God.

Now, instead of attacking, the other side has taken the initiative to attack.

This is blatant provocation.

However, Chu Mo was very curious about how the other party knew his exact location.

Could it be that some kind of supernatural object was used?

There was no need to stay here any longer; the bride's wedding dress had already been washed and cleaned, and there was no longer any need to remain in the old town.

If we wait for that necromancer to come looking for us, it will probably cause another problem.

He threw the dead man's head back onto the wooden boat, and with the expansion of the ghost realm, he left with Yan Li and the ghost bride.

Boss Liu watched the fleeting black shadow, his expression extremely complex.

This young man has great potential, much better than these old fogies who have been stuck in Taiping Town for so long.

"It seems our era has long passed; now it's the era of these younger generations."

Boss Liu sighed. Although the female ghost's wedding dress had been washed clean, he dared not ask for any more benefits.

After helping the laundry woman up, the two quickly headed towards an old-style residential building.

Chu Mo, on the other hand, had already returned to the rented villa.

The Church of God's influence has already infiltrated Zhongzhou, and that club is nothing more than a pawn of the enemy.

He is now eager to find the organization's exact location.

"I remember when we were scavenging the resources of the Zhongzhou Club, we found a few severed fingers."

"Cheng Hao once said that a severed finger can move back and forth between points. Perhaps I can use this to find the exact location of the Church of God."

With that thought in mind, Chu Mo found the box containing the severed finger among a pile of gold woven bags.

I was just trying to test the waters when an invitation to the second generation popped up on my terminal.

Chu Mo readily accepted.

Before long, the second generation appeared.

"Brother, how did you feel after using that human skin talisman?"

As the second-generation leader spoke, he took out a new black-clad ghost domain talisman from his pocket and handed it to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo took it, having long wanted to discuss the human skin talisman with the other party.

"After the first use, this thing is generally fine, but some minor flaws have appeared."

"For example, there are deviations in the prediction and some uncertainties. The plan of lying in the ghost coffin is indeed useful, but a week of prophecy time is still too short and the accuracy is not high. If I hadn't prepared a backup plan in advance, it might have been difficult to regain consciousness."

"

"Is that so?"

The second generation nodded thoughtfully, realizing that he still needed to strengthen his research on human skin paper.

Chu Mo nodded. He had a question he wanted to ask the other party, taking this opportunity.

"After I finish what I'm doing, I'll go back to Ghost Street to look for traces of you from this period of my life, but before that, I've always had a question."

Chu Mo said, "If the three of us are in a fixed time, then even if you are in the 38th year of the Republic of China, with the passage of time, I should be able to see you in this era."

"After all, the closest timeline between us is only about a hundred years. With the help of the supernatural, you could easily live to my time and have the ability to interfere with my timeline."

"In that case, wouldn't the claim that we cannot interfere with the past or the future be completely refuted?"

From the moment he came into this world, he maintained a state of speculation regarding the original second generation.

After all, there are overlapping timelines.

Seemingly noticing Chu Mo's confusion, the Second Generation explained, "Actually, what I said before wasn't wrong. You can understand it this way: in our timeline, a new version of ourselves is born every year, but that version of ourselves only possesses the existing memories of that lifetime."

"Take me as an example. I was born in 38. I was 18 years old at the time, which was my first year in this world. I inherited all my memories and abilities from before I was 18, and I can share everything from those 18 years with you. But I cannot share what I have after 18 years in this life, because my consciousness only inherited those 18 years."

"As for the possible outcome you mentioned, I cannot verify it, because so far, only the three of us have been born on the timeline, and you are the one closest to the future anchor point."

"Of course, you can visit my ruins, but at that time I would most likely not have my memories. Perhaps the other party is a native from the mysterious resurrected world. Unless I can directly influence and replace the consciousness and memories at the end of my life's timeline through some means, I can only share my life's abilities and memories. Otherwise, I can only gradually acquire the memories and abilities of the second year, the third year, and beyond through the passage of time."

"As for what I said before about not being able to interfere with the past and the future, this is my guess about the current situation. The fact that the first generation used the old man in the copper coin robe to invade Meng Xiaodong in the future has actually explained some problems with my guess. But one thing is beyond doubt, that is, we at this stage cannot cross the river of time to reach your time, nor can we actively interfere with the development of your timeline, unless we anchor ourselves to a medium like Meng Xiaodong, there might be a sliver of a possibility."

"But that's actually irrelevant. In my judgment, as long as we become powerful across all timelines, let heaven and earth bear witness, and make each timeline our own path to enlightenment, then we can achieve eternal proof, modify the past, and even influence the future."

This time, the second generation said a lot.

This made Chu Mo fall into deep thought.

If the other party's reasoning is correct, then it is indeed possible to achieve permanent proof once proven.

After all, the existence of oneself on each timeline is a fact witnessed by the Heavenly Dao, and this result cannot be changed.

Theoretically, through sharing, as long as one's self in a certain timeline meets the conditions for eternal proof, then all versions of oneself in all timelines can share it.

And one line can multiply into a hundred; as time passes, the entire mysterious resurrected world will continue to exist, from ancient times to the present.

Chu Mo had actually considered this theory, but he wasn't sure, since it seemed a bit too far-fetched.

All that remains to be found is the answer once the site of the second generation is discovered.

I will personally witness this.

Chu Mo didn't continue on this topic, but changed the subject, saying, "Regarding the research on wishing ghosts, I think you can conduct some research. With ghost money driving the old man in the copper coin clothes, that ghost can't escape. You can boldly conduct experiments."

"Moreover, I happen to need the help of the wishing ghost's supernatural powers."

Chu Mo shared his thoughts.

The affairs of the church cannot be left unattended indefinitely, as they pose a potential threat to us. It is best to eliminate them as soon as possible.

The second generation nodded. The recent research on human skin paper had indeed been quite energy-consuming, and it was time to find something new to refer to.

"By the way, I need to tell you about the first generation."

Seeing that Chu Mo was about to leave, the second generation suddenly spoke.

"You know that the old man in the copper coin robe's abilities are directly related to the existence of ghost money, but there's another thing you don't know."

"The old man's strength is directly linked to the amount of ghost money in the money shop. In other words, the more money in the money shop, the more terrifying the old ghost becomes."

"This was also a clue that the first generation obtained not long ago. After all, he was not the direct manager of the bank, but just an agent. He had to figure out many things on his own."

Chu Mo's eyes flickered slightly. This was the first time he had ever heard of a ghost whose terror level increased based on the amount of ghost money in the money exchange.

"So, your main reason for opening a ghost shop on Ghost Street was to help him earn enough ghost money?"

"What you said is not wrong. After all, I transferred all my money to him. The old man in the copper coin robe did not have the means of infinite generation at the beginning. It was only after the ghost money reached a sufficient amount that he acquired this characteristic."

"How much more ghost money do we need to further enhance the old man in the copper coin robe's abilities?" Chu Mo asked.

"The later you go, the more ghost money you need. The money exchange seems to only have about six hundred sheets of paper money left. The old man in the copper coin robe possesses four abilities: the four ghosts he carries with him (the Xuantong Tongbao coins), the supernatural suppression amplified by the ghost money, infinite regeneration, and the ability to temporarily inherit the supernatural properties of the units he has killed."

"My friend and I guessed that, following the pattern of 1+2+3+4, at least four hundred more paper money would be needed to activate the old man in the copper coin robe's next ability."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath. Four hundred sheets of paper money—this amount was simply outrageous.

But it must be said that the further we go, the more terrifying the old ghost's abilities become.

This can be seen from the infinite derivation and inheritance of the supernatural.

Perhaps the fourth ability is time restart, or even something like infinite intrusion.

"It seems that the uses of ghost money have become much more extensive."

Chu Mo seemed to be deep in thought. "If this happens, I might have to go to the casino every day to collect protection money."

The communication ended quickly.

Chu Mo carefully put away the Black-Clad Ghost Domain Talisman. Including the one he hadn't used before, he now had two of these talismans.

He glanced at the severed finger in his hand and picked it up without hesitation.

Without the release of the ghost messenger's supernatural power, the severed finger began to twist on its own as if a vengeful ghost had been resurrected.

Before Chu Mo's eyes, a twisting and winding path converged from his line of sight.

That wasn't the small European town that Wang Jincai had previously connected with, but an estate.

The estate is very large, and it contains many scarecrows that resemble gardeners.

This scarecrow is exactly the same as the one I encountered at the ferry crossing in the old town.

"Is this the origin of the scarecrow? I remember that in the original story, there was a king outside of China who was called the Manor Lord and had a similar ability."

Chu Mo intended to step inside, but the next second, the scarecrows in the manor seemed to have noticed them and all turned their heads around.

The heads of these scarecrows, with their facial features imprinted on them, now displayed a stiff yet chilling smile.

"Did you notice me?"

Chu Mo exerted a little force with his palm, and the supernatural power of the ghost messenger quickly affected it, causing the severed finger to fall silent, and the connecting area was swiftly closed.

at the same time.

The scarecrow in the manor looked away, as if nothing had happened, and continued to stand there blankly.