Mysterious Revival

The burial is completed, the red coffin along with the old man’s corpse is buried underground, a new earthen grave stands tall, seemingly announcing the end of an era.

These six graves here bury a past unknown to people.

One can imagine that once, these six people among the old graves gathered, worked, and even experienced a thrilling yet terrifying supernatural event together.

But in the end, the last elderly member of this team also passed away.

He died six days ago.

Now, besides these few graves as evidence of these people’s existence, within the outer supernatural circle, no one knows the stories of these ghost handlers from the Republic of China Period, not even their names were left, only a portrait and a blank tombstone.

Yang Jian and the others did not leave immediately.

They stayed here to observe the situation, to see if anything unusual would happen after the burial.

“Do you think we ghost handlers in the supernatural circle will also end up like this, finding a place to bury ourselves? Leaving nothing behind in the end.” Zhou Deng looked at the grave mound he personally built, feeling slightly sentimental.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be like that.”

Yang Jian leaned against a tombstone, and slowly said, “Generally, ghost handlers don’t live this long, although these graves are varied in age, each person buried lived at least ten years, and the old man we buried probably lived even longer, over a hundred years.”

“A ghost handler of the Republic of China Period who lived for a century, what that entails I need not say more.”

“Tsk tsk, thinking carefully about it, that is indeed quite terrifying.” Zhou Deng smacked his lips.

Ghost handlers who live long aren’t necessarily the strongest, but the strongest must be those who live long; even now Yang Jian can’t guarantee he’ll live a hundred years without using supernatural power.

“Let’s rest a bit and make sure there’s no situation before returning to the ancient house. The letter transmission task requires us to stay in the old house for seven days, though temporarily leaving isn’t a problem, staying outside for long is certainly not okay.” Yang Jian then continued.

He glanced at Leuk Qingqing.

Previously when Leuk Qingqing was erased, that woman from the Republic of China Period didn’t leave any means to help, just got erased like that?

Or.

Erasing Leuk Qingqing isn’t important at all?

Yang Jian had some ideas, but they’re not important right now, completing the task of delivering the letter is the priority.

“The key to surviving the sixth day is the old man’s corpse, now it’s buried, the coffin’s buried, what will happen on the seventh-day Night of the Returning Spirit? If there’s danger, what method should be used to resolve it?”

Yang Jian found that after entering the ancient house, everything he saw was useful.

Red lanterns, three incense sticks, three bowls of rice, Old Lin who buried ghosts, the red coffin, the old man’s corpse.

Now, thinking back carefully, these are all key to surviving in the ancient house.

Missing even one thing would lead to everyone’s total extermination.

Moreover, the clues are very subtle, without any information prompt, entirely relying on personal exploration and deduction.

Yang Jian inferred the seven-day mourning process through the seven days and first seven.

“The ancient house is like a setup, a meticulously arranged setup, we, who have come through the supernatural bus, are participants.” Yang Jian thought secretly.

He believes the setup is arranged by the old man in the coffin who recently died.

But the person has died, the corpse hasn’t left much evidence, it’s dead without confrontation.

They rested for a while again.

By now Yang Jian felt thoroughly recovered, he stood up again; “The time is up, let’s return, spend the last day at the ancient house, and this task will be completed.”

“Seventh-day Night of the Returning Spirit? Hopefully, it’ll be just like today with nothing happening, there’s no need to worry, let’s be optimistic, maybe the dangerous event is past.” Zhou Deng stated.

Yang Jian glanced at him, still saying nothing more.

Today wasn’t without danger.

They had already faced total annihilation once, it was just reversed because he restarted everything.

So if the first seven day has dangers, it would certainly be more terrifying than today.

Certainly.

There’s another possibility.

That the first seven days have everything normal, without danger.

They moved again, leaving the open land, leaving those old graves, retracing the yellow mud path back to the ancient house.

Although the surroundings were eerie, the road was calm, no danger occurred, nor did any ghosts appear again.

Just like that.

After burying the old man, they returned to the ancient house.

The ancient house seemed to have lost some supernatural power, not eerie anymore, no ghosts wandering, nor inexplicable supernatural phenomena occurring.

Just.

This ancient house is very secluded.

Apart from them, there was no one else, those who died in the ancient house didn’t even leave corpses, those bodies mysteriously disappeared, perhaps revived as ghosts, or perhaps taken away by other ghosts.

In conclusion.

Inside and outside the ancient house is now very clean.

But this calmness made Yang Jian feel somewhat uneasy.

Even returning here, he still felt anxious, as if danger could suddenly emerge.

Of course, it’s not just his feelings, others also thought the same.

Probably already have a shadow over this ancient house.

If possible, those remaining might never come to this ghost place again, and if the ancient house appears in the outside world someday, they might walk far around to avoid it.

“Things are temporarily finished, let’s all rest a bit, I’ll go close the door, in case anything unexpected happens.” Yang Jian said.

“Is this place really safe?” Zhou Deng questioned with some doubt.

Yang Jian responded, “Even if there’s danger, it’s tomorrow’s issue, today the funeral is over, and we didn’t encounter danger on the way back, indicating the sixth day’s funeral is correct if chosen incorrectly, danger would certainly appear, only by choosing correctly will it be so calm.”

“Imagine if we held the funeral tomorrow, would the old man in the red coffin revive as a ghost at dawn and kill all of us?”

“Very likely.” Li Yang said.

Yang Jian responded; “So don’t worry too much today, as for the first seven day Night of the Returning Spirit, there’s no need to worry.”

“Why?” Leuk Qingqing asked, “The seventh day should be the most dangerous day.”

“Because the seventh-day Night of the Returning Spirit has nothing to do with us, the last day is just about letting fate take its course, if I can successfully deliver the letter, I naturally will, but if conditions don’t allow, then I have nothing to say.” Yang Jian said and walked away.

He went to the back hall to close the back door, and then bolted it.

Then he went to close the front yard’s gate.

After doing all this, Yang Jian returned to the previous room choosing to sleep.

Now it’s still early, not yet the seventh day, choosing to rest when certain there’s no danger today is also correct.

“You all go rest, I’ll keep watch here, if there’s any situation I’ll call you.” Zhou Deng said, choosing to stay guard.

While mentioned there’s no danger, but in this ghost place who really have such peace of mind to all sleep?

“I’ll stay to watch you, lest you mess around again.” Li Yang said.

Zhou Deng widened his eyes: “You don’t trust me, Zhou Deng? Under these circumstances what can I possibly do?”

“What are you holding in your hand?” Li Yang eyed him.

Zhou Deng touched the black Taishi Chair: “I’m studying it, this chair is extraordinary, I calculated seriously, there are four chairs in total, two in the main hall, one was pushed out by the ghost, the other placed in the passageway there, I moved it here together, maybe can figure something out.”

“Don’t mess around, the chair was previously very unusual, could block the ghost’s invasion.” Li Yang said.

“Relax, I won’t mess around.” Zhou Deng said.

“I’m going to rest too, carrying you all the way just now, I’m very tired.” Yang Xiaohua glanced at Li Yang, rubbed her sore shoulders.

She quickly left too.

Zhou Deng stroked his chin: “Did you see, she naturally entered Yang Jian’s room just now, do you think Yang Jian and this woman have a thing?”

“I stayed in that room before too, do you think I have a thing with Yang Xiaohua as well? Besides, how many among us are interested in women?” Li Yang glanced.

“Who can say for sure, after all, young people nowadays have some tricks, don’t worry, I understand, getting a chance to rest during a supernatural event is good, lest waste it by dying someday.” Zhou Deng chuckled.

Leuk Qingqing snorted coldly: “Boring.”

She turned and left.

Heading to the room across the hallway for rest, unwilling to stay with Zhou Deng.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com