Mysterious Revival

This deathly old woman became extremely terrifying after transforming into a ghost.

Under the interference of this ghost, both the red cheongsam on Leuk Qingqing and the red balloon in Yang Xiaohua’s hand started fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This indicated that the supernatural had been suppressed.

However, the red balloon cannot be erased; it still exists, merely temporarily losing some supernatural power. After fading, the balloon gradually descended from mid-air, finally landing on the ground, unable to float anymore.

But now is not the time to worry about this.

Approaching from front and back, two ghosts subjected the group to unimaginable supernatural attacks.

“Yang, Yang Jian…..”

Yang Xiaohua widened her eyes, looking at Yang Jian. She merely called his name without saying anything else, because she was already disappearing. This disappearance felt like a blessing, as she couldn’t feel any pain, just watching her figure fade away bit by bit, being erased from this world.

At the same time, in front of her, the figure of the third ghost emerged.

It was still that deathly old woman.

As an ordinary person, she was getting erased too quickly. If she were a ghost-wielder, she could rely on the ghost she’s harnessing to resist for a while, slowing down the erasure.

Only a dozen seconds passed.

Yang Xiaohua’s whole body blurred completely, and then after a few more seconds, the last bit of her outline disappeared before everyone’s eyes, thoroughly erased by the ghost’s supernatural power.

The third ghost seemed to appear from nowhere, replacing Yang Xiaohua’s existence, successfully invading this place.

At Yang Xiaohua’s location, a balloon that had lost its color landed there, also remaining motionless.

“It’s over, it’s already too late.”

Yang Xiaohua vanished, and Li Yang fell onto the ground; his body was also fading, and the erasure speed accelerated, because another ghost appeared beside him.

The supernatural influence intensified, and the level of terror increased.

“Captain, tear up the letter. I believe with your ability you can withstand the curse of failing to deliver the letter, and you can evade this ghost’s attack. There’s no need to linger here anymore,” Li Yang also looked at Yang Jian.

He knew that Yang Jian could leave alone.

If he wished, very few ghosts could kill Yang Jian. Although this ghost was terrifying, it definitely couldn’t erase the captain.

If it could, it would have succeeded last time.

Yang Jian glanced at where Yang Xiaohua had disappeared, then at Li Yang: “You’re right, it’s too late. The number of ghosts has turned to three, the mission to deliver the letter is destined to fail. Even if I tear the letter, it doesn’t mean much. The ghost we’re facing has nothing to do with the letter delivery mission, so tearing it or not results in the same outcome.”

“If Leuk Qingqing had been willing to make a sacrifice, things wouldn’t have turned out this way,” Li Yang said unwillingly.

If you have to die anyway, why not choose a proper way to die.

If Leuk Qingqing had coordinated with their actions, Yang Jian and Yang Xiaohua could have survived, and this letter delivery mission would likely have been completed. Although most would have died, at least the sacrifice would have been worthwhile and meaningful.

But now…

Everything has lost its meaning.

Three ghosts appeared around, and the remaining people couldn’t cope.

Li Yang’s body was disappearing, and he also saw Leuk Qingqing’s body fading. But it wasn’t her entire body that was disappearing, just certain parts, only her hands and face were being erased.

Most of the body still existed.

At this moment, Li Yang saw clearly, under Leuk Qingqing’s cheongsam was not a human body, but a puppet person, the puppet person lacked arms and a face.

So after erasing part of Leuk Qingqing’s body, the ghost didn’t fully invade.

There only remained a strange old man’s floating face in mid-air beside Leuk Qingqing, along with the indistinct body.

Similarly, the ghost that erased Li Yang was also incomplete.

The arms and legs were unreal; only the upper body fully materialized.

This looked very similar to Li Yang’s disabled state.

“Captain, go, don’t stay here anymore.”

Li Yang gave one last shout, throwing out an old wooden doorknob.

That was the important thing to open the ghost gate; through this doorknob, anyone could open the nonexistent door and leave this place directly.

After completing this last act, Li Yang disappeared completely, leaving no corpse, just some eerie objects remained.

Similarly.

Leuk Qingqing also stood there motionless, her face and arms gone, only the cheongsam-wearing puppet body, and the high heels underfoot were left.

She never spoke a single word till the end.

Whether she regretted not agreeing to Li Yang’s plan to make her sacrifice meaningful, no one would know.

Yet none of that mattered anymore.

Only Yang Jian remained.

Holding a cracked long spear, he stood on the yellow muddy path, with only a red coffin beside him.

Everyone was dead.

After trying so hard, ever since entering the ancient house on the first day, though people died one by one, at least there was hope of living and leaving alive, yet this last strand of hope was extinguished here.

All ghost-wielders who entered the ancient house, including the messenger on the fourth floor, were annihilated on the sixth day, the day of the funeral procession, leaving only Yang Jian.

The dead were dead.

But the remaining ghosts were still there.

Moreover, the number of ghosts had reached a remarkably alarming level; after erasing Zhou Deng, Yang Xiaohua, Li Yang, and Leuk Qingqing, there were five ghosts on the yellow muddy road.

Even though the disappearance of Li Yang and Leuk Qingqing prevented those two old men from fully invading reality.

But it no longer mattered at this point.

The terror level of the ghosts far surpassed what Yang Jian could cope with; having one more or one less didn’t make any difference.

Faced with everyone’s disappearance.

Yang Jian was very silent, his hand tightly grasped the cracked long spear, a nameless emotion surged within his deathly still heart, and he didn’t even pick up the wooden doorknob that fell at his feet.

For he knew well that picking it up meant the end of everything.

The failed letter delivery meant he couldn’t reach the fifth floor of the post office, and the deaths of others were meaningless.

“I can’t leave, I haven’t lost yet, I can reverse all this. As long as I can open the Eight Layer Ghost Domain, I can restart the entire area, just like the pendulum clock in Dadong City’s ancient house, making the dead reappear, after all, others have died for a short time, the possibility of bringing them back is high.”

“But merely opening the Eight Layer Ghost Domain isn’t enough. Even if I succeed in restarting, the ghosts are still there, and the scene will repeat, the tragedy will play out again.”

“Restarting the whole area is just the basic condition, the key is to deal with the ghosts in front.”

Yang Jian’s eyes were emitting a strange red glow, with the ghost eyes seemingly awakening at this moment.

The towering black ghost shadow behind him swayed, appearing restless and uneasy.

At this moment, he realized the situation couldn’t be solved by one restart; if it could, he would have already rebooted, not caring about the risk of resurrection after opening the Eight Layer Ghost Domain.

What truly stumped Yang Jian was how to deal with the ghosts after the restart.

Like Liu Baimu in the Pendulum Clock Ancient House before, he had been killed once, and after restarting, he was killed again; although the process differed, the result was the same.

So Yang Jian must find a method to handle the ghosts to reverse the outcome.

Otherwise, no matter how many times it restarts, it’s meaningless.

Ghosts were still approaching.

Yang Jian’s body also suffered from the supernatural influence, blurring quickly, disappearing swiftly, as if soon he would be utterly erased like the others.

At the same time, another old person’s eerie figure gradually appeared in front….

“Bang!”

However, at this moment, a loud thud came from inside the red coffin, with a large commotion, shaking the coffin as if something inside was awakening.

At that moment.

Yang Jian’s fading body turned toward the red coffin.

A pair of scarlet eyes remained unaffected, real and clear as ever.

Ghosts couldn’t erase ghost eyes.

The parts disappearing were only irrelevant parts of the living body.

“I have thought of a way.”

Yang Jian’s body flashed with red light, directly restarting himself, restoring his body. But this recovery was temporary, only delaying the erasure time.

However, this moment was enough for him.

He immediately grabbed the lid of the red coffin and opened it.

“Since you’re dead already, lend me your body. The ghosts from the Republic of China period should be dealt with by people from that era.”

The ghost shadow behind Yang Jian stood up, escaping from his body, and walked into the red coffin.

Inside the red coffin.

A corpse of an old man, full of wrinkles and covered with corpse spots, lay there motionless, a weird hint of peace on its face.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com