Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Chapter 99 Classmates Kill Classmates, Friends Sever Friends (3K)

Dachang City.

With the Huanggang Village incident concluded, the restlessness of the Ghost Eye within Yang Jian's body began to gradually intensify.

The balance between the headless ghost and the ghost eye was completely broken after the five layers of ghost domains were forcibly opened.

Time is running out for him.

at this time.

He suppressed the restlessness caused by the resurrection of his ghost eyes and went to the toilet he had used back in No. 7 Middle School.

However, due to the influence of the Ghost Realm, Yang Jian only learned after a search that the so-called toilet was just a misplaced phenomenon caused by the influence of the Ghost Realm.

The actual toilet is actually in the basement of Hongfa Temple.

Yang Jian used Ghost Domain for the last time, returning to the place where he controlled the Ghost Eye, and searching for a possible way to suppress the resurgence within his body.

Before this, I had considered taking a haunted bus and trying to balance the two ghosts through the powerful supernatural forces inside.

However, the location of the supernatural bus is unpredictable, and you have no way of knowing the exact location of its next stop.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to proceed according to the original plan.

The phone suddenly rang; it was a WeChat call from Zhang Wei.

"Hey, I've been planning a class reunion lately. Although a lot of people from the whole No. 7 Middle School survived, not many from our class did. I was thinking that everyone might be busy with other things in a few days, so why don't we meet up beforehand?"

Zhang Wei sounded nonchalant on the other end of the phone, and gunshots could be heard intermittently in the audio, as if he were playing a game.

"I've run into some trouble lately, and I need to finish what I'm currently dealing with before I can get through this."

Yang Jian sighed. If a vengeful ghost were to resurrect during the dinner party, he would be in real trouble.

However, Zhang Wei assumed that Yang Jian was out of money.

Back in school, the other person's family wasn't well-off.

So he patted his chest and said, "Brother Leg, if it's about money, you don't need to worry about it at all. All the expenses for the party will be paid by me, Young Master Wei. Just have fun and let's see who dares to say anything to you."

"This time, I called everyone in the class who was still alive."

"Zhao Lei, Miao Xiaoshan, Wang Shanshan, Qian Wanhao..."

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As Zhang Wei read out the names, he tried to recall if he had missed any.

Suddenly, he said to himself, "Oh dear, I almost forgot about Chu Mo! How could I forget to call him for something so important? We're just talking about this now, so I'll bring him in too!"

After saying that, Zhang Wei pulled Chu Mo into the voice chat interface.

Yang Jian actually wanted to refuse, but Zhang Wei's hands were too fast.

Shortly after, Chu Mo's avatar was activated, and the voice connection was successful.

A familiar voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

"Zhang Wei, what do you want?"

"Chu Mo, I heard you went to Zhongzhou City. Why didn't you tell me beforehand? You know your brother Wei has a lot of connections. I could have arranged a hotel for you before you went."

Zhang Wei said, "It's like this, I'm currently preparing for a class reunion. Do you want to come? Give me, Awei, some face. A lot of people will be there, and Yang Jian will be there too, right, Yang Jian?"

However, there was no response.

Yang Jian had fallen silent at this moment.

In the end, Chu Mo spoke first, breaking the awkward silence.

"Zhang Wei, I'd like to talk to Yang Jian about the gathering privately. Would you mind avoiding me?"

Zhang Wei was clearly taken aback.

Damn, isn't he the one who organized the party? He should be talking to himself. Could it be that Chu Mo and Yang Jian have some shady dealings?

He immediately revealed a mischievous grin, "I understand, I understand everything. You guys talk it over, and remember to let me know when you've made up your minds."

Zhang Wei quickly lost contact.

Yang Jian's lips twitched; he was used to Zhang Wei's unreliable ways.

Soon, only he and Chu Mo remained in the chat interface.

Yang Jian said, "I don't think we have anything left to talk about, do we?"

After Huanggang Village ended, I did feel a sense of estrangement from Chu Mo.

That was a change in mindset after the other party became a vengeful ghost.

Chu Mo remained calm upon hearing this, saying, "I believe the feeling of a vengeful ghost resurrecting must be quite unpleasant. Consider coming to Zhongzhou; I can help you."

"Can I go into Huanggang Village again?"

Yang Jian squinted, not wanting to swallow a few more ghost eyes.

"You're too suspicious."

Chu Mo sighed: "If I wanted to kill you in Huanggang Village, you wouldn't be alive now. The reason I didn't do so, besides our friendship as classmates, is more importantly because you came here to deal with Huanggang Village, not me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian fell silent.

He knew that Chu Mo's relationship with headquarters had reached a point of extreme tension, and it was understandable that he disliked headquarters.

And he himself happened to be the person in charge temporarily assigned by headquarters, and his position was opposed to Chu Mo's.

"So you want me to leave headquarters and go to Zhongzhou City, where you are?"

"At least it will solve your current problem of the vengeful ghost resurrecting, won't it?"

Chu Mo made no attempt to hide the fact that he did not want Yang Jian to join the headquarters.

After all, the current headquarters system is too incomplete, and it is not an ideal place for ghost tamers.

Yang Jian clearly hesitated.

The conditions offered were indeed tempting, and Yang Jian fully believed that Chu Mo had the ability to help him solve the problem of the resurrected vengeful ghost.

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But he couldn't do that.

After my father died, my mother was my only relative, and I couldn't let her live in fear every day.

"I'm sorry, but I still have my mother to support. Although the headquarters is indeed not very good, at least I can ensure that she can live out the rest of her life in peace and tranquility."

"My current condition is far more serious than you imagine. I can't guarantee that the evil spirits won't resurrect along the way when we go to Zhongzhou."

"Furthermore, I want my mother to have a normal old age, so that even after I die, she can live a normal life instead of being drawn into supernatural battles."

Undeniably, Chu Mo is indeed a genius in the field of the supernatural. Following him, one need not worry about lifespan or resurrection. However, there are some things that he is destined to be unable to provide.

"So you still want to join headquarters?"

Chu Mo fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.

Yang Jian nodded. "I hope you can understand that after the person in charge dies, the headquarters will provide very good treatment to his family. I want to make things easier for my mother."

After a long silence, Chu Mo said, "Perhaps you have chosen a relatively correct path for yourself, but if we meet again in the future, I..."

I hope you're not the one handling my issues with headquarters.

"otherwise."

"Classmates kill each other, friends turn against each other."

After saying that, Chu Mo felt there was no need to continue the conversation and hung up the phone.

Yang Jian took a deep breath. Although the other party spoke very resolutely, this kind of thing was unlikely to happen.

After all, whether I can survive right now is unknown.

He calmed the turmoil in his heart, raised his head, and his ghostly eyes opened from beneath his skin.

Yang Jian stared at the enormous white bone tree in the darkness, and the strange objects hanging from it.

"I hope I made the right choice."

The headless ghostly figure spread out from beneath his feet, extending towards the bone tree.

In the darkness, the tall, headless shadow quickly approached the nearest piece of canvas.

Strangely, as the headless ghost climbed the bone tree, Yang Jian gradually felt the connection between himself and the ghost slowly fading.

It seems that the Bone Tree possesses some kind of ability to isolate the supernatural.

No, to be precise, it should be suppression.

It seemed that the closer one got to the Bone Tree, the stronger the supernatural suppression became.

He couldn't help but look at the miscellaneous items hanging on the bone tree. Perhaps these items were also ghosts, but they were unable to escape due to the restriction of the bone tree.

For example, there's the upside-down human figure nailed to the center of the tree trunk by a coffin nail.

This is the owner of the Ghost Eyes, a ghost whose level of terror is unknown.

Yang Jian had initially considered controlling this ghost.

After all, the relationship between the other party and the Demon Eye is a perfect puzzle piece, and if one can master it, the control over the balance will definitely be better.

But that's obviously not realistic.

For Yang Jian, the ghost's abilities and level of terror were unknown. If he came into contact with it and it turned out to be different from what he had guessed, it could very well lead to his instant death.

"If, as I suspect, the Bone Tree does possess the ability to suppress supernatural phenomena, perhaps I can try temporarily sending the Ghost Eye and the Headless Ghost to this Bone Tree."

Yang Jian's idea was simple: since the Ghost Eye was reviving, he would send it to the Bone Tree in the form of a headless ghost shadow.

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I currently have eight ghost eyes. If the White Bone Tree could help me suppress a few, it would definitely alleviate my relapse.

He was just unsure whether sending Ghost Eye out would encounter any unknown risks.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Chu Mo.

If the other person were also there, they might be able to provide an answer.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and, following the method the other party had taught him on the bus, used the Ghost Eye's ability to pin down the headless ghost and send it to the White Bone Tree.

As the headless ghost climbed further and further away, the connection with itself gradually faded.

Even after so many years, this tree still possesses a terrifying suppressive power.

Yang Jian seized a critical point and temporarily attached the headless ghost to it.

Immediately afterwards, he sent the ghost eye out through this medium.

As the first ghostly eye opened on the headless ghostly figure, Yang Jian clearly felt that his recovery was improving.

This is because the ghostly presence of the headless figure was suppressed by the bone tree, and the ghost eye was also indirectly affected by the bone tree when it was fixed on the headless figure.

Just like the coffin nail that pinned down the Lord of the Demon Eyes.

However, he replaced it with a ghost eye, and what was pinned down was his own headless ghostly figure.

Soon, the second ghost eye was also sent up.

As the restlessness of the recovery gradually subsided, Yang Jian began to try to transfer more Ghost Eyes.

Once all eight ghost eyes were placed on it, Yang Jian felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

However, this sense of ease is only temporary.

If you take away the Ghost Eye and the Headless Ghost at this moment, the resurrected restlessness will reappear.

Therefore, Yang Jian needs to make good use of this time to find the best way to reconcile the Ghost Eye and the Headless Ghost Shadow.

Of course, given the current extent of the Ghost Eye's resurgence, it is extremely difficult for the Headless Ghost to maintain a balance with it.

The two exhibited a difference in the level of terror they evoked.

Yang Jian felt that in this situation, perhaps the most correct approach would be to have a third party mediate.

After all, two kinds of supernatural phenomena can counteract each other, so three kinds of supernatural phenomena might not be impossible.

Although I currently only have two types of supernatural phenomena, the bone tree in front of me might be a third.

Although Yang Jian claimed he couldn't control the entire White Bone Tree, taking away a small portion of it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Let's give it our all!"

Yang Jian was confident in his judgment, so he steeled himself, stretched out his hands, and prepared to pluck a small section of the White Bone Tree.

Available in the next second.

The moment his palm touched the white bone tree.

The once tranquil branches began to sway eerily.

At that moment, the skin on his hands showed signs of being eroded.

A piercing pain shot through my fingertips, as if something was gnawing at my bones.

"Damn it, it's already starting to burrow into my body?"