Mysterious Revival

Chapter 378: Chapter 377 The New Tong Qian

The suburban wilderness was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of insects chirping in the grass.

Luo Su Yi, Huang Fei, and the others, having left the suburban villa, sat yawning in front of the barbecue grill, listlessly prodding the charcoal with a stick they had picked up.

They checked the time.

It was already three o’clock in the morning.

They were not like Yang Jian, the outlier. Although they had become ghost manipulators, they still needed rest, especially since Luo Su Yi and Lin Luomei had gone to the hotel and had not yet rested properly. They had intended to eat their fill, drink well, and have a good sleep, but who knew Yang Jian would play with ghosts at home.

Who could endure that?

“Smack~!”

Luo Su Yi suddenly slapped a hand down.

“What are you doing?” Huang Fei asked, looking at him.

“There was a mosquito,” said Luo Su Yi.

Huang Fei said, “You’re swatting a mosquito, why slap me?”

“No, there was a mosquito on your face. I was helping you,” Luo Su Yi explained.

Huang Fei remarked, “There are mosquitoes by Yang Jian, too. Why don’t you go help him?”

“I’m not on good terms with him, so I’d rather not. Mainly, I saw you were about to fall asleep, so I wanted to keep you alert. After all, we never know when we might have to make a run for it again,” Luo Su Yi said, looking like he was doing him a favor.

Huang Fei gave him a strange look, “If you keep this up, I’m going to have to fight back.”

“That’s fine. If you see me about to fall asleep, slap me awake, too. Just don’t leave me here alone; it’s not safe in this wilderness,” Luo Su Yi said, then immediately turned and added, “Yang Jian, how’s it going over there? Did you succeed? I want to go home and sleep.”

Yang Jian wasn’t always paying attention to the situation in that distant house; he was now watching a movie on his phone.

Using satellite location for mobile data sharing really felt great.

“Tong Qian’s situation won’t last very long. After all, the two Ghost Faces are almost identical, so it’s easy to balance them. There will be results soon, don’t worry. I have it under control; I’ve been observing it all along,” Yang Jian said offhandedly.

“You said the same thing an hour ago, and you weren’t observing at all. You were just playing with your phone,” Luo Su Yi contested.

Yang Jian said, “Is that so? Well, that’s because I hadn’t finished my movie an hour ago.”

With that, he looked up to check on the villa in the distance.

At that moment, however, he noticed that the lights outside the villa had gone out at some point, and it was pitch-dark in the distance, with nothing visible.

“Did your house have a blackout? Did you forget to pay the electricity bill?” Yang Jian asked.

“I just paid the bill the day before yesterday. How could there be a blackout? There must be a problem. Now it’s up to you to deal with it, but don’t drag me into it,” Luo Su Yi suddenly felt uneasy and quickly distanced himself.

“I’ll check it out.”

The skin on Yang Jian’s forehead suddenly stretched open, and a bizarre crimson eye appeared.

The Ghost Eye emitted a red light that cast a sinister crimson hue on everything nearby as if blood were flowing over it.

Soon the red light coalesced into a beam, like a searchlight, extending toward Luo Su Yi’s villa.

Through the Ghost Eye, Yang Jian’s gaze immediately reached inside the room.

The darkness inside couldn’t block the Ghost Eye’s sight.

He saw a person standing abruptly in the villa’s lobby, and in front of them stood a drinks cabinet, the glass doors of which reflected the appearance of three human faces.

It was clear.

Tong Qian had gotten up and come out.

But Yang Jian couldn’t yet be sure what state she was in now.

“What’s it like inside?” Luo Su Yi asked curiously.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, “It should have been successful, but I’m not certain. After all, I can only rely on what the eye sees, so I need to check it out myself. By the way, do you want to come along?”

“No, it’s fine. You do your thing. If it’s safe, give me a call,” Luo Su Yi declined to get involved with Yang Jian.

This guy played with dangers beyond his imagination; one could end up losing their life.

“Then I’ll have to go check it out myself,” Yang Jian said, standing up to go back and confirm the situation.

At this very moment.

Inside the villa’s living room.

Tong Qian stood there numbly, motionless.

Even without lights, the dim living room was visibly aglow from outside light, allowing her to clearly see her reflection in the glass before her.

It was eerie, alien, like a resurrected ghoul, chilling to the bone.

“Why have I come back to life? Where am I? Shouldn’t I have died in the Caesar Hotel?” Numerous questions flooded Tong Qian’s mind.

But those queries were insignificant compared to her current appearance.

She only knew that she seemed to have been resurrected.

As for why, she had no clue. All she saw now was that the face in the mirror had a terrifying set of three faces.

One with a bizarrely smiling Ghost Face.

This face was very familiar to her.

However, on the other side, a similarly ghostly face made her feel estranged and uneasy; it was a crying face corresponding to the smiling face.

In between the two faces was her own face.

Although pale, it was still delicate and beautiful, but the expression seemed to carry a hint of a smile and a hint of tears, making it quite bizarre—as if it were a side effect leftover from the recent possession.

“And this body doesn’t seem to be mine either,” Tong Qian felt that she was a bit taller than before and also stronger.

Most importantly, the body’s features appeared to be those of a man, not her original body.

“What on earth is going on…”

Tong Qian murmured to herself, but she didn’t feel panic, only questions, without unease.

It seemed she lacked a certain emotion.

“Tss tss~!”

At that moment, a series of faint electrical sounds emerged from around her, followed by the sudden illumination of the living room lights, instantly brightening the dim space.

At this time, Yang Jian came out from a nearby room, a blood-stained old newspaper in his hand.

“Who?”

Tong Qian immediately noticed him, and with a bizarre twist of her head, a crying face confronted him.

Curiously, she could see everything before her through this crying face.

“It’s me, how come? Haven’t seen me for a while and you’ve forgotten me?” Yang Jian put away the blood-stained old newspaper, as for the face-covering cloth, it was completely rotten and useless.

The face-covering cloth wasn’t a supernatural object; it was just a carrier for the crying face and didn’t possess any special abilities.

“Yang Jian?” Tong Qian finally turned around slowly, facing him with her original face,

“Tell me, what exactly is going on?”

Yang Jian said, “A few days ago I received a notification from Zhao Jianguo, saying that you disappeared while handling a supernatural event in Z City. Afterwards, I came to support, and together with Feng Quan, Xiong Wenwen and several other ghost controllers, we resolved the incident, just like that.”

“I’m not asking about that, but why I turned out this way?” Tong Qian asked.

Yang Jian replied, “You died, killed by a ghost, leaving only a human face. I used some special methods to resurrect you, and in the process, I helped you control two ghost faces, just like that.”

“This isn’t my body,” Tong Qian stretched out her hands to check.

The somewhat rough hands were utterly foreign.

“Your body was invaded by a ghost and should now be with Feng Quan. If you want to see it, I don’t mind, but to bring you back to life, your original body couldn’t be used. I had to find another body for you, and this was the only compatible one I could find. Of course, I also considered that you might not be too satisfied.”

“Unless you wanted me to kill an innocent girl to provide you with a fresh body.”

“No, there’s no need, we can’t kill others and take their bodies just to revive me. I’m glad you didn’t do that; otherwise, I wouldn’t have forgiven you.”

Tong Qian interrupted him decisively, rejecting such a cruel method.

Yang Jian said, “I thought so too, that’s why I didn’t do it. But I wonder if you can accept your current appearance?”

Instead of responding, Tong Qian asked, “Whose body is this now?”

“It belonged to a high school classmate of mine, Zhao Lei, who was attacked by a ghost. I couldn’t find his face, only this body remaining alive. If I didn’t use his body for you, it would have died in two or three days at most. I had no choice,” said Yang Jian calmly.

“We both had no choice… This is pretty good.”

Tong Qian turned to look at the mirror in front of her, continuing to survey her new appearance.

It would take some time to accept this new self.

“Just take a moment to calm down,” Yang Jian said, not wanting to disturb Tong Qian, and turned to leave.

“Yang Jian, wait.” Tong Qian suddenly turned around to look at him again.

“Is there something else?”

Tong Qian said, “I’m very hungry, I want to eat something… Also, thank you, thank you for doing so much for me.”

“Don’t mention it, being alive is the most important thing, isn’t it?” Yang Jian replied with a light smile.

However, at that moment, Tong Qian’s head suddenly twisted, a smiling face creepily fixated on him, and incredibly, spoke, “Don’t smile, never smile in front of me. I’m not yet accustomed to this condition; I fear I could accidentally kill you.”

The voice that came from the smiling face was chillingly bizarre, like a ghost issuing a sinister warning that sent shivers down the spine.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Tong Qian’s head turned, and her own beautiful face regarded him with some concern.

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly.

From her words, he could deduce that once he smiled, Tong Qian’s smiling face would turn to face him.

Then he might die… even without making a sound.

This was a new kind of creepiness.

Similarly, crying was certainly not allowed either.

What he didn’t expect was that after Tong Qian perfectly controlled the two ghost faces, she could make them speak, and it seemed she could even make them see on her behalf, effectively having three faces at her disposal.

“Then you’ll have to get used to it quickly; it’s a very terrible and dangerous ability,” Yang Jian said.

“I’ll try my best,” Tong Qian said earnestly.

Yang Jian said, “There’s food in the fridge; I’ll go get you something.”