Mysterious Revival

Chapter 377: 376

Unaware of the events unfolding inside the room, Luo Su Yi and the others, who were barbecuing in the villa’s yard, were caught off guard when the lights around them suddenly dimmed and a person abruptly appeared before them, startling them.

“Damn, you’re going to scare me to death if you keep popping up like that. You’re really extravagant with how you use the Ghost Domain.”

Luo Su Yi, who had been startled, was relieved at first to see Yang Jian appear suddenly but then expressed surprise.

Yang Jian was using the power of malevolent ghosts quite frequently, which was not typical for someone who had mastered control over two ghosts, seemingly unconcerned about the potential resurgence of malevolent ghosts.

“I made a little experiment and decided to resurrect Tong Qian, but now there’s a small problem in the room, and I’m planning to make a run for it. Do you want to come with me?” Yang Jian asked.

Hmm?

Upon hearing this, Luo Su Yi and Huang Fei immediately widened their eyes in shock, and not too far away, Lin Luomei froze as well.

Before they could ask what the problem was, a bizarre laugh echoed from the house behind them, coupled with a sound like a woman crying at a grave.

The combination of the two sounds was so unsettling it felt as if someone was standing right beside them, laughing and crying at the same time, as if they could reach out and touch the source of the noises.

It made their flesh crawl.

“Quick, let’s go, it’s Tong Qian’s Ghost Face that has revived,” Luo Su Yi said, running off in terror.

Huang Fei almost choked on his beer in shock and quickly sprayed it out before hastily running towards the outside of the villa.

However, before they could take more than a few steps, the scenery around them changed.

They found themselves beside a small stream.

Next to them were the beer, barbecue grill, and the skewers of meat they had just grilled.

“This place should be safe, we shouldn’t be affected here,” Yang Jian said as he sat down on a recliner by the side and looked towards the brightly lit villa among the green trees in the distance.

Upon seeing everything around him, Luo Su Yi immediately realized they were far from home and said in amazement, “Yang Jian, what exactly did you do in my house? How did you let Tong Qian’s Ghost Face out again? That thing is so dangerous, you should be finding a way to dispose of it.”

“Or at least seal it away completely.”

Yang Jian picked up a bottle of beer, flicked it lightly, and the cap flew off. “Didn’t I tell you? I want to resurrect Tong Qian.”

“Resurrect Tong Qian? Is that even possible? Previously, Luo Su Yi said that all that remains of Tong Qian in Z city is just a face,” Huang Fei said, even more shocked.

Death was all they had ever seen when dealing with supernatural incidents; no one who was killed by a ghost had ever come back to life.

Yang Jian said, “Tong Qian only has a face left, but didn’t I bring back a body? That’s the body of my high school classmate. I couldn’t find his face among the human faces I took from the hotel. Without a face, the body would die soon, and without a body, the face would also rot away quickly.”

“So I put Tong Qian’s face on the body of my classmate, like surgery, joining what each needed together. If we’re lucky, she should be able to resurrect.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Su Yi almost jumped up: “How could that possibly succeed, with no face and just stitching it together? The face was taken by a ghost, only a ghost could manage that, but would that thing listen to you?”

“Human ability can’t manage it, but ghostly ability might just be able to,” Yang Jian said, taking a sip of beer.

“It’s not so complicated. Just wait and see, once Tong Qian is resurrected, she will become a different sort of entity that has mastered two ghosts, like me. No, even more special than me.”

“Two ghosts? Wasn’t it just a Ghost Face?” Luo Su Yi was surprised by Yang Jian’s words but then realized something wasn’t quite right.

Tong Qian was supposed to have just one Ghost Face.

Yang Jian smiled; “She only had one Ghost Face, but I have another Ghost Face in my hand, which I found elsewhere. I’ve put both Ghost Faces together on her, along with her own face… Now, she has three faces on her head.”

“You’re crazy,” was all Luo Su Yi could say in his shock.

Huang Fei was stunned as well. What Yang Jian was doing was not just crazy but terrifying. He wasn’t just defying the taboo of life and death, but was toying with the power of malevolent ghosts to create a horrific aberration.

Others who had become ghost controllers were already desperate just trying to stay alive, yet Yang Jian seemed to revel in it, trying to unearth something even more extraordinary from the paranormal.

This approach resembled some of the ancient folklore told among the people.

Raising ghosts.

Indeed, what Yang Jian was doing could be seen as a form of indirect ghost raising.

“Have you considered that if you fail, you’re essentially releasing two ghosts, causing another terrifying supernatural incident?” Luo Su Yi’s voice trembled, thinking Yang Jian was just bold and detail-oriented, never expecting such madness beneath the surface.

Yang Jian said, “No, I performed the surgery here at your villa specifically because I considered the safety of Z city. Even if the thing fails, I can put an end to the disaster it causes in advance. I’m confident I can imprison what I’ve personally released.”

“Moreover, it’s a pity for Tong Qian to die like this when she still had a chance for revival, so I think it’s worth a try.”

“Don’t exaggerate the issue, eat what you should, drink what you should, and after tonight, none of this will have anything to do with you anymore.”

After saying this, Yang Jian picked up a sausage that had been roasted and began to eat.

Luo Su Yi and Huang Fei looked at each other.

What kind of person was this Yang Jian? Even in such a situation, he still had the appetite for skewers.

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But now that things had come to this point, everything had been done, and they didn’t know what to say anymore. They could only wait as bystanders for the end of this affair, and perhaps, have the chance to witness the eerie resurrection of someone with just one human face left right in front of their own eyes.

But could Tong Qian really come back to life?

This question emerged in everyone’s mind, yet Yang Jian was concerned about something else.

He knew that if it was just a matter of resurrecting Tong Qian, the chances were high. As long as the body and face met the conditions to continue living, resurrection was not difficult; after all, Tong Qian wasn’t truly gone—her face was still alive, it was just the body that was missing.

However, Yang Jian harbored a selfish desire; he hoped that in this opportunity for resurrection, Tong Qian would take control of two ghost faces.

Of course, if she failed, then Tong Qian would never be able to awaken again.

At this moment.

The room that Yang Jian had previously been in was now enveloped in creepy laughter and strange wails, shrouding the villa.

This place had become a forbidden ground for the living.

Anyone who heard this laughter or crying was undoubtedly doomed, even Yang Jian didn’t dare to stay here and had to keep his distance.

Lying on the bed was Zhao Lei, no, Zhao Lei’s body was there, but the identity did not belong to him; instead, it was more fitting to refer to it as Tong Qian at this moment.

Tong Qian lay there like a lifeless corpse, unresponsive. On one side of her face, there was a human face with a smile, androgynous, adhered like a human skin mask, vivid and lifelike. On the other side, a dirty and old white cloth imprinted with another human face masked her features.

It was a face of sorrow, as if it were about to burst into tears.

And as time passed, the tearful face became increasingly embedded into the skin as if it had grown there.

The old, tattered cloth fell from her face.

The contours of the tearful face disappeared from the cloth, but on Tong Qian’s own face, the sobbing contours had taken the shape of a human face.

The spectral attributes of the cloth had transferred onto Tong Qian. Had she still been alive, she would now have become a spirit controller, mastering this weeping face.

But now she was not living.

Because a blood-stained newspaper still covered the front of Tong Qian’s face, revealing the outline of a third human face as well.

It was the countenance of a beautiful woman.

This face belonged to Tong Qian.

At this moment, Tong Qian’s own face alternated between eerie smiles and expressions of sadness, as if she were on the verge of tears.

The two expressions swiftly switched back and forth, performing a frightful face-changing game.

Whether Tong Qian turned into the crying face or the smiling face, both meant death, and she would never be able to resurrect again.

Because this signified the murderous methods of the two ghost faces.

To turn into a smiling face meant death at the hands of the laughing ghost face, to turn into the crying face meant death at the hands of the weeping ghost face.

But, the whole setup designed by Yang Jian held a certain miracle.

No, it should be said that the method suggested by the human skin mask to horrendously control the spirits had a chance of success.

For instance.

When Tong Qian was about to turn into the laughing face, the sobbing of the crying face would pull her expression back, and when she was about to turn into the weeping face again, the smiling face would change it back.

The two ghost faces engaged in a bizarre battle.

Just like when Yang Jian had previously been hanging in front of the Ghost Mirror.

The way to survive was for both ghosts to crash, with Tong Qian, the third party, orchestrating all the spectral elements.

Moreover, unlike Yang Jian, once Tong Qian succeeded, she would perfectly control the two ghost faces, achieving a form of perfection that was different in some way, even surpassing Yang Jian in some respects.

In fact, Yang Jian had also considered applying this method to himself, instantly controlling two more ghosts.

But he knew he couldn’t.

Because the Ghost Eye and the Headless Ghost Shadow were already in his body; the balance could not be easily broken, and only ordinary people could attempt this madness.

But considering his friends nearby.

Yang Jian could not let Zhang Wei, Jiang Yan, or Wang Shanshan undergo such things.

They didn’t have the mental fortitude to become ghost controllers, and they were living well enough, with no need to take such risks.

Therefore, Tong Qian was the perfect candidate.

What’s more, the Ghost Face was originally hers, and now that she was left with only one human face, she was no different from the dead, so Yang Jian felt no psychological burden with this trial.

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