Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1550 - 1513: Death Premonition Fulfilled
“There are only two days left. If I can’t find a way to solve the ghost resurgence within these two days, I’ll have no choice but to lie down in the red coffin. This is also the result the human leather parchment has always wanted to see. It can’t kill me now, so the best way is to make me disappear from this world.”
Yang Jian looked at the human leather parchment in his hand, understanding what it probably wanted.
Since the incident in Baishui Town when the parchment’s scheme fell through, it seems to have become somewhat discouraged. Most of the time, it cooperates very well, even if it harbors some thoughts, they are easy to guess.
However, the incident in Baishui Town was indeed dangerous.
It almost allowed the parchment to control the Ghost Child.
“Is there any other way to solve my issue of ghost resurgence besides lying in the coffin to survive?” Yang Jian asked.
The black twisted words on the parchment quickly disappeared, replaced by a very familiar sentence.
“My name is Yang Jian. By the time you see this sentence, I am already dead… On this day, I have two days left until my ghost resurges. Within these two days, I must find a way to survive. Although I obtained the red coffin from Taiping Ancient Town, it is not my first choice because I don’t want to barely survive in a coffin.”
“I remember I had a packet of traditional medicine in my hand, which was given to me by a pharmacy owner. It’s said that taking it can suppress the ghost resurgence. Although it can’t completely solve the issue, it should extend my life for a while. So, when I had no other options, I chose to take the medicine at one in the morning.”
“The traditional medicine worked, and I successfully extended my life. But the effectiveness wasn’t as strong as I had imagined. It might be because my supernatural power is too overwhelming. The time of my ghost resurgence was only extended by twenty days, so I can live an additional twenty-one days.”
The information stopped abruptly here.
Seeing the content, Yang Jian suddenly remembered he still had a packet of traditional medicine left.
But consuming the medicine only extended the ghost resurgence by twenty days. The problem was not solved. After twenty days, he would face the same situation again. By then, the medicine’s effect would have worn off, and the ghost resurgence might be even more intense. Perhaps even lying in the coffin wouldn’t work.
Based on his understanding of the parchment, this second method might be a trap.
So, the traditional medicine should not be consumed.
If he took it, the red coffin would likely become ineffective, and he would die.
If he didn’t take it and laid in the coffin now, he could be trapped inside, unable to come out, just like Lin Yunhui.
Lin Yunhui was able to come back to life because her coffin fell into the Ghost Ship.
It was through the supernatural restrictions of the Ghost Ship over decades that her own ghost fell into silence.
So, Lin Yunhui’s path cannot be replicated. After all, the Ghost Ship has been taken away by Old Qin and will never appear in this world again.
“The human leather parchment remains as cunning as ever. Both methods seem useful, but in reality, neither works. In fact, the two methods conflict with each other, seemingly leading me down a dead end,” Yang Jian fell into deep thought.
“However, this trap isn’t very clever. At least I can see through it.”
Yang Jian then looked at the human leather parchment in his hand again.
“Whether it’s lying in the coffin or taking traditional medicine, these are merely emergency measures. I won’t choose either. Show me a method to directly solve the ghost resurgence. I know you have such a method, so don’t waste my time. Tell me the method. I don’t mind if you set a trap, but if I die in the trap, it means you’re one step ahead. If I happen to survive, we’ll continue our battle of wits and courage.”
Yang Jian said as he held the human leather parchment.
He knew that solving the ghost resurgence on the bus was extremely difficult. After all, such a level of supernatural event was impossible to control. Yang Jian could only temporarily control it because he got lucky when the bus collided with the Ghost Ship.
If he could overcome this, Yang Jian would have enough confidence to face the upcoming supernatural era.
The human leather parchment seemed to have heard Yang Jian’s words. Then the writing on it started to quickly disappear, followed by new content emerging.
“…Facing the ghost resurgence, I neither want to rely on a packet of traditional medicine to buy twenty days of life nor lie in the coffin to survive. I want to solve the ghost resurgence issue once and for all. Despite the difficulty, I firmly believe I can find this method, so I began to seriously think and research.”
“Thinking and researching…thinking and researching…”
“The second day arrived. With less than twenty-four hours left, I am facing death due to the ghost resurgence, but I still believe I can find a way to survive in the remaining time…”
“Life countdown: twenty hours.”
“I still have no clue.”
“Life countdown: fifteen hours.”
“I started going through all the archives at headquarters, perhaps hoping to find some opportunity from past supernatural events. After all, I still have the authority of an Enforcement Captain to mobilize all the resources at headquarters.”
“I failed. As I reviewed all the archives during the process, I gained nothing.”
“Life countdown: ten hours.”
Yang Jian’s face was calm at this moment as he watched the black writing on the human leather parchment constantly appear and disappear.
Clearly, the human leather parchment was trying to find a way for him to survive.
But the parchment hadn’t found it yet.
“I couldn’t find supernatural power matching the bus’s, so I started realizing that I might really die. I began giving up the search, deciding to lie in the red coffin in the last hour. Even though I don’t want to do that, it might be the only way I can survive.”
“Life Countdown: Five hours.”
“I’m starting to organize my things, preparing for after my own death, because the remaining time is not enough for me to do anything else.”
“Life Countdown: Three hours.”
“While organizing my things, I saw a notebook that chronicles my life. Out of nostalgia, I opened it and began reminiscing about various past experiences…”
“Life Countdown: Two hours.”
“As I leafed through the notebook, a familiar yet strange name came to mind: Yan Li.”
“Yan Li was the first friend I made in the supernatural circle, but he met a tragic end. He was targeted, leading to excessive use of supernatural powers and the revival of a ghost. In the end, he drove alone out of Dachang City and crashed to his death on a highway just outside the city. To this day, the Blood Pool formed by the revival of the ghost remains at the crash site.”
“I visited that Blood Pool not long ago because I needed its supernatural essence to cleanse the curse on the Ghost Scissors.”
“At this point, a sudden idea popped into my head.”
“Yan Li’s Ghost Blood not only can cleanse the curse on the Ghost Scissors but also seems able to suppress ghosts. If I could harness the Ghost Blood, could it help me suppress the supernatural bus?”
“Life Countdown: One hour.”
“My life is like a Remnant Candle in the wind, with not much left. I’m now torn between entering the Blood Pool to try harnessing Ghost Blood to survive or lying in the red coffin to barely hang on. After some thought, I still came to that scarlet Blood Pool in the outskirts.”
“Life Countdown: Thirty minutes.”
“I’ve made my choice. I decided to harness Ghost Blood to see if its supernatural powers could counter the supernatural bus. But now I can already feel the ghost about to revive; I don’t have time to hesitate. After arranging my affairs, I decisively jumped into the Blood Pool.”
“Life Countdown: 0”
“My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence… my life or death is uncertain.”
The writing on the human skin paper stopped here, with no continuation, and no matter how many times I flipped through it, no new content emerged.
Clearly, the human skin paper provided a plan, suggesting that Yang Jian try to harness Ghost Blood.
But even the human skin paper didn’t know the ultimate outcome of the plan.
“Jump into the Blood Pool, harness Ghost Blood?” Yang Jian’s gaze began to flicker.
This scene felt familiar.
When had I seen such a scene before?
That’s right, it was at the Exorcism Club in Japan.
The Exorcism Club in Japan had a supernatural projector that could display the scene of one’s last moments before death.
And in Yang Jian’s final death scene, his body was floating on the Blood Pool.
But in later premonitions, there was another person standing beside the Blood Pool, a person dressed in a red wedding dress, with a red veil—He Yuelian.
“Supernatural projector, premonition painting, and the human skin paper’s plan. All three point to the same thing. Could this be my fate?” Yang Jian couldn’t help but close his eyes.
He used to think it was impossible for him to die in Yan Li’s Blood Pool.
Now it seems that the premonition might become reality.
Because now there are only three paths in front of him: take Chinese medicine and wait for death, lie in a coffin to barely survive, or harness Ghost Blood and gamble for life.
Among the three options, taking Chinese medicine and waiting for death can be ruled out immediately. Yang Jian’s choices are either to lie in a coffin and barely survive or harness Ghost Blood and gamble on life.
Given Yang Jian’s style, he leans more towards the latter.
Because once he lies in the coffin, he can never come out again. Upon emerging, he would die immediately from the ghost’s revival, effectively blocking all his retreats. Rather than barely surviving like that, why not take a gamble?
But in the supernatural projector’s scene, the most likely outcome for Yang Jian is failure. He either didn’t harness the Ghost Blood, or even if he did, it was useless, unable to stop the revival of the supernatural bus.
For a moment.
Yang Jian fell into silence.
If he hadn’t seen the premonition beforehand, he might still dare to gamble. But after seeing the premonition, he had no confidence at all.
But then again.
In the premonition, all that was seen was Yang Jian’s body, with no information proving he was certainly dead.
But if Yang Jian really jumped into the Blood Pool, wouldn’t that prove his fate had long been foreseen by the supernatural?
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