Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1401 - 1368: Dismembered Out of Thin Air
The haunted bus was slowing down, and finally came to a stop at this station.
This stop was special, surrounded on both sides by an endless cemetery filled with old graves. Although they appeared peaceful, everyone knew that there might be many fierce ghosts buried within them, waiting to awaken from their slumber.
“Yang Jian, have you really made up your mind? There’s no changing it,” Sister Hong asked again from the bus.
Yang Jian said, “Since you have an attitude towards solving the problem, I will compromise. Let these five people remain in the haunted place forever, and not appear in reality. I can pretend this never happened.”
“Can’t I provide a guarantee for them? After all, I’m a top ghost tamer from the Republic of China period, I’ve dedicated myself to dealing with supernatural events, and have finally lived a second life. Isn’t that enough to guarantee a few people?” Sister Hong said.
“You’ve said it yourself, you’re Sister Hong, not Zhang Youhong. The past Zhang Youhong is dead, and now you’re a new entity born from Zhang Youhong and Leuk Qingqing. You don’t have the right to talk about the past. If you want to discuss past glories, then Zhang Dong should do it.”
At this moment, Yang Jian stopped the bus and opened the door, standing up, “If you wish to guarantee them, then let the remaining pharmacy owner speak to me. I fear you can’t persuade that old man.”
The pharmacy owner is the last living top ghost tamer from the Republic period. Strictly speaking, Sister Hong isn’t even considered one; she merely came back to life using the supernatural, no longer pure.
“Will you compromise if he offers a guarantee?” Sister Hong pondered briefly.
But then, she showed a bitter smile. That guy would never guarantee them; he’s stubborn, just like Yang Jian, thinking people from the old era shouldn’t appear to cause trouble and should be eliminated. The era belongs to newcomers; if she approached him, his actions might be more ruthless than Yang Jian’s.
Furthermore, it was she who broke the agreement. She allowed five ghost tamers from the Republic of China period to resurrect in modern times.
“So, there’s no room for negotiation?” Sister Hong sighed quietly.
Yang Jian responded coldly to her reaction, “You don’t even have the confidence to persuade your former teammates to guarantee you; do you think this was right? You’ve been too reckless. Abandon those five people from the Republic period, and I will pretend nothing happened. I’ll drive you back to reality; this is the final warning.”
“Also, don’t think I’m meddling. I’m the Enforcement Captain; I am qualified to eliminate potential threats, and you know, there’s no personal enmity between us.”
He and Sister Hong, as well as the five people behind her, held no grudges.
But he had reason to believe that if Sister Hong and the five were left unchecked, they would definitely cause trouble in the future. They don’t belong to the modern age and have no sense of belonging to this era, no family or friends to restrain them. They wouldn’t just wake up and retire peacefully.
Sister Hong fell silent.
“Get off the bus, I need to shut down the engine. The ghosts on this bus must be cleaned out, they can’t be transported to reality.”
Yang Jian no longer gave Sister Hong time to think; he resolutely shut down the bus again.
As soon as the engine died, the lights within the bus began to flicker, as if about to extinguish at any moment, and the surroundings became increasingly dark, blackness gradually engulfing everything within the bus.
After shutting down, the door opened, and only then could Yang Jian ignore the bus’s operational rules and exit directly from the boarding door.
After getting off the bus, he quickly distanced himself, moving away from the vehicle.
“Dead engine again? Are you trying to kill me?”
The sole surviving ghost tamer was now utterly despondent, but had no choice but to grit his teeth, dash out of the bus, then find a place to hide and see if he could survive.
“Zhang Youhong, let’s join forces and kill him, then this matter will be over. Why do you hesitate? This isn’t like you before. In the past, you wouldn’t have wasted so many words and would’ve killed him without hesitation.”
The man, wearing a long robe and broken glasses, spoke in a deep voice.
Sister Hong said, “Times have changed. That era belonged to us; we led it. Anyone obstructing us could be eliminated, but this era belongs to him. Opposing him is opposing the whole supernatural circle now; we’re remnants of the previous era, and are powerless now.”
“But we can’t just let his knife be at our throats. We’re merely trying to survive; what’s wrong with that?”
The speaker was a woman, wearing a tattered long dress. Despite her quiet appearance, her whole body was surrounded by dead aura, with no hint of a living presence.
Sister Hong stood up from her seat and sighed, “You’re not wrong, I was wrong. I refused to be abandoned by the era, attempting to bring people from the past back into this world, breaking taboos for this. It’s meaningless to talk about it now. Let’s go, we should get off the bus; with the engine shut down, we can’t stay on it. No matter what, this matter must have an outcome.”
At this moment, the bus was enveloped in darkness, the lights almost completely extinguished.
In the last moments, Sister Hong got off the bus, the other five following her.
“The road is gone?”
Yang Jian realized the road had vanished after getting off the bus, finding himself standing in a cemetery surrounded by old graves.
Obviously, the road was an anomaly created by the haunted bus, not the cemetery’s original path. Now that the bus’s engine was shut down, the road naturally disappeared too.
“Good that the road is gone; it saves someone from fleeing along it. Without the bus’s support, it’s likely difficult for a living being to leave this cemetery.”
Afterward.
The only surviving ghost tamer inside the bus rushed out, looking around in panic, not knowing which way to go. In the end, he hid in a relatively flat place, not wanting to meddle with what was about to happen.
After the survivor, around ten seconds passed.
Sister Hong got off the bus before it was completely shrouded in darkness. Along with her were the five from the Republic of China period, reluctant to stay in a stalled bus.
“This is the place where Sexton Luo Qian stayed before his death, but at this point in time, he should be dead, with his body buried somewhere unknown.”
Yang Jian roughly understood this haunted place because he saw a small cabin not far from the cemetery.
Despite its ramshackle and old appearance, there was no doubt someone once lived there.
With a glance of his ghostly eye, the cabin’s interior came into view.
Inside, it was empty, having nothing but a dust-covered hard bed and a small wooden table with an old enamel cup on it.
Though a ghost tamer can survive relying on the supernatural without life necessities, this cabin was too simple. Perhaps there were other things Luo Qian buried with him as grave goods.
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, holding an old enamel cup in his hand.
This item, being used by Luo Qian, could serve as a medium for He Yiner to perform another summoning.
After all, there’s no harm in taking it. Leaving it here would be a waste.
Casually tossing the enamel cup, it sank immediately into the puddle beneath his feet.
“Yang Jian, I won’t bother with excess words; if you truly intend to act, I responsibly tell you, those buried here might not be us, but you. You’ve survived until now, and it hasn’t been easy. There’s no need to risk your life over a dispute, so withdrawing now is still possible.”
Sister Hong spoke seriously, surprised by Yang Jian’s confidence in not attacking first.
“I repeat, bury those five behind you here, forbid them from appearing in reality, and we can reconcile. It wasn’t me who caused this issue, but you.” Yang Jian’s stance remained firm.
“Why can’t this world accommodate them?” Sister Hong questioned again.
Yang Jian replied, “Because they are not human, but ghosts. You keep reminiscing, thinking that upon revival, they are living beings. That’s merely wishful thinking on your part. If I let you leave with these five, they’ll inevitably turn against you. I’m correcting your mistake for your sake; don’t be stubborn. Their resurrection differs entirely from yours.”
Sister Hong’s gaze shifted and looked at the five people behind her: “You’re overthinking it, they’re very normal.”
“Have you been to Baishui Town?”
Yang Jian continued, “Inside Baishui Town, there’s a road called Wandering Soul Road where you can see all the souls of the deceased. If someone brings a soul out, it will resurrect, becoming a living person, but that kind of life will be short-lived, and over time, the true nature of the ghost will gradually emerge.”
“The five people behind you are currently in the just resurrected state like souls. For now, the human consciousness is dominant, but as time passes, their ghostly nature will gradually show, eventually becoming neither human nor ghost, posing a huge threat.”
“Given that you were a top ghost handler during the Republic of China Period, it’s impossible that you can’t see through this. The reason why you’re still sticking to your ideas is no more than being lost in your situation.”
“So, let go now. I can team up with you to sever ties with your past, bury it here, and then you can fully appear in the world as Sister Hong. This is my final respect for you, the older generation.”
If it were anyone else, Yang Jian would have acted long ago, but for Sister Hong, who gave her all in the previous era to handle supernatural events, he showed more patience.
Sister Hong’s gaze flickered, but she said nothing.
“Very well, you’ve exhausted my last bit of patience for you, Republic of China people.” Yang Jian understood her stance upon seeing her expression.
The final negotiation failed.
In the next moment, a brilliant golden light appeared, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness while also carrying a terrifying heat, as if it would ignite everything around.
The Ghost Flame was burning, and through the Ghost Domain’s confinement, it formed a terrifying prison from which there was no escape.
Sister Hong didn’t say anything either. She knew that Yang Jian’s action was an inevitable result. Since that was the case, right or wrong didn’t matter anymore; let’s see who survives first.
She stepped forward, and her red cheongsam remained untouched under the searing Ghost Flame, even emitting a faint red glow. Simultaneously, she blocked the intrusion of the Ghost Domain, with darkness still lingering behind her — a place where the light couldn’t reach.
Meanwhile, the five resurrected people from the Republic of China Period hid in the shadows, evading Yang Jian’s attack.
“Can you withstand my attack?”
Suddenly,
Yang Jian’s figure emerged from the light and appeared behind Sister Hong.
In that instant, a red spear forcibly broke through the confinement, targeting one of the men dressed in long robes and wearing tattered glasses.
This cold young man was targeted first by Yang Jian because of their previous conversation.
“It seems we’ve been underestimated, thinking you can take us down so easily is indeed naive.”
The man with tattered glasses showed a slight cold smile and looked up at Yang Jian.
Their gazes intersected.
Then, a Firewood Knife chopped down, the man didn’t dodge or evade, and his body was directly torn into two halves.
However, the ripped body quickly vanished, leaving no blood or traces, as if everything just now was an illusion.
Yet, in Yang Jian’s vision, this man with glasses reappeared swiftly, standing right in front of him, seemingly within his own Ghost Domain, enduring the burn of the Ghost Flame.
Strangely, in the ghostly eye’s sight, this man with glasses didn’t exist at all.
It was highly unreasonable.
“You can’t kill me.” The man with glasses instead started walking towards Yang Jian step by step.
“Not visible in the ghost eye’s sight, yet existing in my vision, existing as a form of curse? It’s somewhat similar to a certain period of the Ghost Cabinet.” Without hesitation, Yang Jian immediately took out the Ghost Scissors.
The Ghost Scissors, after being cleansed by the Blood Pool, were now entirely crimson and devoid of any lingering curses, ensuring no supernatural occurrences while using them.
“Hu Zongshang, don’t approach him; he has the Ghost Scissors.” A woman in a ragged skirt immediately warned.
Turns out, this young man with glasses was named Hu Zongshang.
But the woman’s warning was a bit late.
The Ghost Scissors were already in use, and a cursed thread was cut by Yang Jian.
Immediately,
Hu Zongshang, who was walking towards Yang Jian, disappeared from Yang Jian’s naked eye vision but appeared standing coldly on an old grave not far away, looking over coldly.
“Did Zhang Youhong even give you the scissors?” Hu Zongshang seemed somewhat angry.
“Don’t overestimate her; she hadn’t even resurrected when I acquired the Ghost Scissors.”
Yang Jian tried to strike again, but had already lost the opportunity. Sister Hong responded by summoning puppet-like figures in cheongsams as if clones appeared before him, not only affecting the Ghost Domain but also attempting to block Yang Jian’s retreat. These Puppet People were different from when dealing with Leuk Qingqing last time.
Last time, the Puppet People had no heads or hands, but now they had heads and hands, like replicas of Sister Hong.
The only difference was that these Puppet People had dull, rigid eyes.
However, the now-complete Puppet People were intimidating, as Yang Jian felt they possessed the same supernatural abilities as Sister Hong.
“Without the bodies of living people, the phenomena engulfed in the fiery light can’t ignite them? Thus, the Ghost Flame alone can’t destroy the Puppet People overall, and the Puppet People are so tough that even the Coffin Nail could hardly pierce them; only the Firewood Knife could restrain them.”
Yang Jian realized that after piecing together the puzzle, Sister Hong showcased significant resilience and was very hard to kill. In other words, she was highly resistant to many supernatural techniques.
Realizing this, he decided not to focus on dealing with Sister Hong first but to bypass her and eliminate the five Republic of China people first.
Those five individuals were ghost handlers with considerable strength but clearly did not reach Sister Hong’s level, making them not too difficult to confront.
“This stroke must hit Hu Zongshang.” Yang Jian murmured quietly, as if invoking some dreadful curse.
Hmm?
Sister Hong noticed Yang Jian’s behavior, realized something, and wanted to intervene but couldn’t intrude directly into Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain.
Yang Jian retreated a few steps, avoiding further entanglement with Sister Hong, and then swung his knife into the air.
Simultaneously, the supernatural power of the Wishing Ghost took effect, and a medium appeared out of thin air in front of the Firewood Knife and was directly cut by the descending blade.
The man standing on a dirt grave not far away showed an expression of numbness, seemingly aware of the danger, looked down slightly, and then his body was suddenly torn into two.
“How could this be?”
With a look of confusion, the man named Hu Zongshang fell powerlessly to the ground.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
