Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 109: Robbery and deception

The old ceiling and the weird oil paintings hanging on the wall.

Dim lights and creaking wooden floors on the ground.

These all illustrate the age of this post office.

"Hey, there's a newcomer."

The room on the first floor was opened, and a head poked out, looking at the figure over there.

"Girl, look carefully, this is not a newcomer." A middle-aged man's voice sounded, followed by the sound of the room door closing.

"what?"

After hearing this and seeing the middle-aged man's panic, he stuck his head out of the room, swallowed, quickly retreated, and then locked the room.

Yu Zhile looked at the sneaky two people and didn't pay attention. He looked at the ghost post office, found a bench at random, and sat next to the counter.

He was holding his sword and waiting for someone.

The lonely post office is quiet.

"Da da da~!"

The sound of footsteps sounded strangely. Yu Zhile looked up and saw a figure quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

"Isn't that the end?"

He could see clearly that there was nothing beyond the end of the corridor and nothing around the corner.

"Is that figure a ghost?"

Yu Zhile thought so in his heart.

But he didn't think about dealing with it. He turned his head and came back, suddenly stunned.

A bloody ball jumped towards him.

Looking at the dancing ball, Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'm not welcome?"

The ball rolled on the ground and then stopped not far from Yu Zhile.

"Boy, you're not very lucky. You met this ghost when you first came here."

A voice sounded from the second floor, and a middle-aged man looked at Yu Zhile as if he was watching a good show.

"Do you know this ghost?" Yu Zhile looked up at the middle-aged man with an indifferent expression.

"Of course." The middle-aged man looked up and down at the young man with a dead expression.

Judging from this situation, the ghost should be about to revive.

This rusty sword should be a good thing.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes slightly, "Do you want to survive?"

Yu Zhile was silent for a while, then nodded, "I think so."

The answer was crisp and clear, and a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's lips.

"Well, give me that sword, and I'll tell you how to avoid this ghost." The middle-aged man looked like he was convinced of the young man. He was betting that this young man would give everything for his own life.

It's just a rusty long sword, which is a bit light compared to a small life.

Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly. He looked at the middle-aged man who was confident of winning, and subconsciously thought of his future self.

He seems to be so sure of victory, sure that he will not lose.

"Everything is safe." Yu Zhile murmured to himself.

"Huh? What did you say?" The middle-aged man did not hear Yu Zhile's murmur clearly.

"It's nothing."

Yu Zhile stood up, a scarlet ghost eye turned out, he glanced at the ball on the ground, and waved his sword casually.

Stab it~!

The ball strangely split in half, and a child suddenly appeared, his body falling from the left and right sides.

He looked up at the middle-aged man, "Do you need to hide?"

The middle-aged man swallowed, his eyes full of fear, "No... no need."

"Do you want to live?" Yu Zhile asked.

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. Isn't this what he just said to the young man?
Now it's back to him.

"I think!" the middle-aged man said with a flattering smile.

"Sorry, I won't give it. Be careful not to meet me in the next life."

Yu Zhile lowered his eyes slightly, and lightly moved the long sword in his hand. The middle-aged man was stunned, and his upper body and lower body had separated.

Cut in half in the blink of an eye.

Yu Zhile looked at the two wounds that suddenly appeared on his chest and waist. They were not deep, but very long.

The red threads were quickly healing the two sudden wounds.

Blood flowed down the stairs, but because of the man's death, the stairs to the second floor disappeared.

Da Da Da ~!

The sound of rapid footsteps suddenly appeared. Yu Zhile turned his head and looked over. A dark path appeared strangely in the post office.

A middle-aged man appeared quickly from the end of the path.

It's Zhang Xianguang, he's here.

No, not only Zhang Xianguang, but also a middle-aged man.

"Going in?"

Zhang Xianguang looked at Yu Zhile, who had not heard from him for a long time, and felt relieved. Fortunately, this boy was still alive.

"Three days." Yu Zhile carried the long sword behind his back.

Zhang Xianguang looked around and saw the ball and the kid split in half on the ground, with some surprise in his eyes.

The post office was filled with a faint smell of blood.

The middle-aged man standing next to Zhang Xianguang looked up at the direction where the stairs disappeared.

There was blood seeping from the walls.

"The murderous intention is not small." The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

Zhang Xianguang smiled, and then introduced Yu Zhile, "Nie Yingping."

Yu Zhile was stunned, then nodded, "Wang Xiaoming."

As he spoke, Yu Zhile stretched out his hand.

"..."

Nie Yingping looked at Yu Zhile with a question mark on his face.

Zhang Xianguang's mouth twitched and he didn't know what to say.

Nie Yingping looked at the outstretched hand, wondering whether he should hold it or not.

"He knows you." Zhang Xianguang broke the awkwardness and explained.

"I know." Yu Zhile nodded, and then continued, "My name is Wang Xiaoming."

Zhang Xianguang frowned slightly and looked Yu Zhile up and down.

Nie Yingping's expression became serious. After thinking for a while, he reached out and held Yu Zhile's hand, "My name is Zhang Guorong."

Yu Zhile nodded, then looked at Zhang Xianguang, "Enter the ghost painting in three days, and I will attract the ghost painting."

"Three days, what else do you want to do in these three days?"

Yu Zhile's whereabouts are too weird. He disappeared just as soon as he said he would disappear. Now that he appears, he has no intention of entering the ghost painting immediately.

"I have my own things to do." Yu Zhile did not explain too much, "Wait for me outside Dachang City in three days. I will arrive on time."

After saying that, Yu Zhile walked towards the post office door with his long sword in hand.

The two of them were a little surprised when they saw Yu Zhile leaving.

"I have become a lot stronger, and I have a terrifying ghost." Zhang Xianguang looked at Yu Zhile who was leaving. The supernatural power in this kid was terrifying.

"I feel it, the ghost in me is warning me," Nie Yingping said.

"It seems we made the right choice."

Nie Yingping thought for a while and nodded, maybe it was right.

Walked out of the ghost post office and left this weird little building.

Unlike others, who left the ghost post office through the small road, he was different. He took the main door.

The moment he walked out of the door, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an unfinished building.

This unfinished building has been abandoned for a long time.

It was chaotic and dead, and all kinds of garbage were piled up haphazardly.

Moving forward on the waste.

The sound of a car horn rang in the distance, and he looked up at the sky.

The moonlight filled the entire sky.

Looking at the lights in the distance, there are figures of all sizes playing in the houses.

The orange light is very warm.

Yu Zhile watched this scene for a long time, and suddenly a name came out of his mouth, "Gao Zhiqiang..."

Immediately afterwards, a flash of red light flashed in the sky, quickly rushing towards the distance.

At this moment, headquarters.

"It's here, the satellite positioning phone on Yu Zhile's body has confirmed the signal!"

In the wiring room, an operator shouted excitedly.

Zhao Jianguo's pupils shrank slightly and he ran over quickly.

When he saw the flashing signal on the computer, Zhao Jianguo became excited, "Okay, okay, everything will proceed as planned. He will determine his next stop city and arrange the manpower to set off immediately."

Zhao Jianguo made arrangements quickly. In the past few days, he was almost desperate.

I was scolded by my superiors every day, and every day I failed to achieve results, I was scolded every day.

He is now a frequent visitor to the deputy minister's office, even more frequent than the secretary.

Now, things can finally start. Even if the result is not very good, there is still a result, right?
"Inform the Interpol on standby and be ready to go at any time."

Zhao Jianguo was excited.

The operator wiped his forehead and quickly started to follow the arrangement.

Dachang City.

"Are you serious?"

Yang Jian looked at the satellite positioning phone and thought the other person was crazy.

"Yang Jian, I know this may be dangerous, but you believe me, you only need to hold on for a while, and follow-up support will arrive. As soon as the support arrives, you will evacuate immediately." Zhao Jianguo's serious voice sounded.

"Captain Zhao, I, Yang Jian, am a grassroots, yes, but I am not a fool. If you ask me to hold Yu Zhile down, what are you doing to hold me back? To take my life?"

"Are you kidding? I joined the headquarters to survive, not to die for you."

"Which of you is going to do this? Anyway, don't look for me."

"Hang up, I'm busy here."

The call was hung up, and Yang Jian casually dropped the satellite positioning phone on the table.

"Are you kidding me, going to kill Yu Zhile?"

"How many dishes, drink like this?"

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

A woman's voice sounded from the bathroom, and then a woman with wet hair stuck her head out of the bathroom.

"It's okay." Yang Jian didn't look back, but breathed out.

"Kill Yu Zhile?"

Yang Jian rubbed his head, feeling that the headquarters was really determined not to reveal what happened before.

Doesn’t the headquarters know that they are already a joke?
If we no longer target Yu Zhile, everyone may still think that the headquarters is too generous and does not care about Yu Zhile.

But now, as soon as Yu Zhile appeared, the headquarters was eager to settle the matter with him.

This is very cheap. If you win, you won't get much face. If you lose again, the headquarters will lose its dignity at all.

"What kind of brains do the top brass at the headquarters have?"

Yang Jian frowned. Really smart people don't think about revenge when something goes wrong, but think about whether there are benefits to be gained.

There is no one like the headquarters, which doesn't even try to win over people, but just kills them.

This would be true if it was before the revival of supernatural beings, but the problem is that times have changed, and it is no longer the era of hot weapons.

It's an era of weird and spooky ghosts.

How much is a Yu Zhile worth? The headquarters doesn’t know?
……

Dajing City, circle of friends.

"You caused the matter, and logically you should handle it."

"Fang Shiming, don't say much. You can figure it out yourself. If you can't solve it this time, you can estimate the consequences yourself."

The call was hung up, and Fang Shiming looked at the cell phone on the table expressionlessly.

He was very calm.

But the calmer he became, the more frightened Li Yao next to him became.

"Arrange people to cooperate with the headquarters' actions."

Fang Shiming stared at the phone for a long time and said this.

Then he stood up, reached into the drawer, took out a gold box and put it in his pocket.

"By the way, investigate and find out what Ye Zhen is doing."

After saying that, Fang Shiming left the office, left the circle of friends, and finally left Dajing City.

Li Yao was a little dazed, looking at the open office door, and it took a long time to recover.

Today, Mr. Fang always felt that something was wrong.

"The wonder of the night?"

Looking at the neon lights flashing and the people coming and going at Yezhiqi Nightclub.

Long-legged beauties are not uncommon here. They wear suits and ties and are picked up by drivers when they go out. When they go in, they are alone, but when they come out, they are not alone.

Yu Zhile looked at those long-legged beauties who were smiling and laughing, and couldn't help but think of the women standing in the alleys he passed by when he was in school.

The women stood in the alley, looking at the students in school uniforms.

Yu Zhile could see clearly that the women looked at them with envy and reluctance.

Whenever they made eye contact with those women, they would always lower their heads, then turn around and enter the house.

There is no difference between the two.

Yu Zhile looked at the rusty sword in his hand that he had disguised as a red umbrella, thought for a while, then walked towards the nightclub with the umbrella in hand.

"Sir? Are you looking for someone?" A doorman stopped Yu Zhile. He looked Yu Zhile up and down, and for a moment he was unsure of this person's identity.

Judging from his clothing and age, he looks like a college student, wearing a long hooded jacket, jeans, and Martin shoes.

He looks like a traveling college student.

It depends on the temperament...

"Don't let anyone in until you look for them?" Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly.

"How is that possible? Please come in, sir." The doorman smiled dryly and got out of the way.

"By the way, sir, umbrellas are not allowed in the house at night."

When Yu Zhile was about to enter, the doorman spoke. "Do not hit."

Yu Zhile waved the red umbrella, nodded, and walked straight into the nightclub.

The doorman looked at Yu Zhile, who was behaving casually, and was confused.

Bang~!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and the doorman was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned back to look out the door.

Yu Zhile turned back slightly and glanced at the door.

He just glanced at it and then looked away.

Continue walking towards the nightclub.

But the doorman ran over quickly, his face changing, and he called quickly with a walkie-talkie.

There was a loud noise behind him.

There was screaming, there was fear, there was panic.

Falling from a high altitude, the girl in a dress tilted her head unwillingly, her eyes full of despair. The young man holding a red umbrella and disappearing into the corridor became the last thing she saw in her life.

In the noise, the girl gradually lost consciousness.

Upstairs in the nightclub, in a private room.

"If you don't want to, just jump down like her."

"It's not high. It's only a dozen floors up. If you're lucky, you won't die."

Gao Zhiqiang leaned on the leather sofa and looked at the girls leaning in the corner.

Several girls were trembling, full of fear and despair.

"Gao...Mr. Gao, they are still young, you...please be more considerate..." A woman in her thirties reluctantly showed a smile.

Gao Zhiqiang shook his head, "This is not an excuse."

The woman's expression suddenly changed, and her face turned pale to the naked eye.

"This this……"

"Qingqing! No!"

At this moment, a girl wearing a cheongsam suddenly broke away from her companion's hand and ran directly in front of the window.

She stared hard at the man leaning on the leather sofa, "I won't give it to you even if I die!"

After saying that, he climbed over the window without hesitation.

Gao Zhiqiang just watched, expressionlessly playing with the red wine glass in his hand.

Several girls, including women, were frightened.

"You're so young, why should you die?"

Gao Zhiqiang's expression suddenly changed, and his expression became extremely solemn.

He stood up suddenly and stared at the window.

"You... who are you!"

Beside the window, a young man wearing a hooded windbreaker was leaning against the window, holding an unopened red umbrella.

Next to the young man, the girl who had jumped before was standing next to him blankly, looking at a loss.

"Gao Zhiqiang?" The young man touched the ground with his red umbrella and looked at the man.

"It's me, who are you?" Gao Zhiqiang frowned slightly.

Yu Zhile's eyes began to shift, moving from the leather sofa to the door.

"If you dare to open the door, you will die."

Gao Zhiqiang's face in front of the sofa became uncertain, "You...who are you! Why are you here?"

"Have I offended you in any way?"

Several girls in the room looked at this scene with strange expressions.

Especially the girl who was rescued by Yu Zhile, she seemed to be the only one in the world at the moment, staring at Yu Zhile's pale face and unable to take her eyes away.

"It's nothing, it's just something I like about you."

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly, revealing his chin hidden in his windbreaker, "Haven't you seen enough?"

The woman's face suddenly turned red and she quickly lowered her head, extremely shy.

"Yes, sorry..."

Yu Zhile sighed, "Do you really think what I said turned a deaf ear?"

In the blink of an eye, ghosts filled the air, and the real Gao Zhiqiang stopped at the door with his body stiff.

Gao Zhiqiang in front of the sofa disappeared like a mirage.

"Friend, if you have anything to say, please tell me. Don't touch anyone with your umbrella!" Gao Zhiqiang swallowed and did not dare to move at all. The red umbrella around his neck was only a few centimeters away from his skin.

The umbrella gave him the feeling of breaking apart at the first touch.

Of course, this definitely does not refer to the umbrella, but to him.

"Friend, if you want anything, just say it. I will definitely give it to you if I can." Gao Zhiqiang tried to lower his tone and slowly raised his hand.

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly, "You will definitely give me what you can give?"

"Yes, I will definitely give what I can. We are all of the same kind. There is no need to live or die against each other." Gao Zhiqiang felt relieved when he heard Yu Zhile speak. As long as we can communicate, there is still room for things.

"Friend, tell me what you like about me."

Gao Zhiqiang adjusted his mentality and said.

"Okay." Yu Zhile nodded, and the red umbrella disguised as a rusty sword gently placed it around Gao Zhiqiang's neck.

Gao Zhiqiang's pupils suddenly shrank, and then a terrifying coldness emanated, and Gao Zhiqiang's expression began to turn deadly and ferocious.

"You forced me!"

A strange aura emitted, and supernatural powers suddenly burst out.

Gao Zhiqiang turned his head bitterly, "Boy, you asked for this."

Now he is a ghost, a ghost with the memory of Gao Zhiqiang.

Yu Zhile looked at Gao Zhiqiang strangely. He looked up and down at Gao Zhiqiang, then reached out and touched his chin.

When Gao Zhiqiang saw this scene, he suddenly became strange, "What is that look in your eyes?"

Yu Zhile pointed at Gao Zhiqiang's lower body. Gao Zhiqiang's lifeless eyes turned slightly. He hesitated for a while and looked down, and his pupils suddenly trembled.

"how can that be!"

"I'm a ghost now!"

Gao Zhiqiang looked at his lower body lying on the ground. He was sure that he could no longer feel his lower body.

"You are indeed a special ghost. When you were hit by my sword, only your lower body became silent."

Yu Zhile raised the red umbrella again and put it on Gao Zhiqiang's shoulders.

This time, Gao Zhiqiang's head fell off.

The perspective changed, and he looked blankly at Yu Zhile, who was constantly upside down.

"I'm a ghost, you can't kill a ghost!"

Gao Zhiqiang said crazily.

But then he suddenly shouted in horror, "No! You can't do this! No..."

The liar ghost was divided into three parts and fell silent.

"Ability is a good ability, but it's a pity that it's not scary enough."

Put away the deceitful ghost, and also put away the ghost.

After looking at the frightened girls, Yu Zhile walked out of the box indifferently.

Mission accomplished, the Liar can become an insurance policy.

"Wait...wait for me!"

The girl in the cheongsam followed quickly with high heels. She looked at Yu Zhile with a red face, "Can...can you take me away?"

"..."

Yu Zhile looked at the girl silently, did this guy want to listen to what he was saying?
"Why?" Yu Zhile asked a question.

"Why?" The girl was a little confused.

"Why should I take you away?" Yu Zhile asked.

"Of course...of course..." the girl opened her mouth, but of course she couldn't find any reason for a while.

Gradually she lowered her head.

Yu Zhile looked at the girl expressionlessly, said nothing, turned and walked downstairs.

The girl with high heels followed quickly.

Outside the nightclub, He Yin'er looked at the time and then at the body in front of the nightclub.

She is a little bored.

Suddenly, she saw a young man holding an umbrella.

Next to the young man was a woman wearing high heels and a cheongsam.

"Who is this?" He Yin'er looked at the woman next to Yu Zhile with confusion.

"I don't know you." Yu Zhile leaned against the tree and lit a cigarette, "What's your name?"

Yu Zhile looked up at the woman.

He Yin'er also looked at the woman. The woman was wearing a red cheongsam. The red high heels on her hands were very small and she had a good figure. She was a master who could wear the cheongsam with grace and grace.

"I...my name is Liu Qingqing..." The woman looked nervously at Yu Zhile, who was smoking.

Yu Zhile's smoking hand froze slightly, and he frowned and looked up and down at the woman.

"Willow Qingqing? Willow of the willow tree, green of green?"

Yu Zhile looked extremely serious, and the woman nodded, "You...you know me?"

Yu Zhile was silent for a while, flicked the ashes from his cigarette and looked around.

"What are you looking for?" He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile who was obviously looking for something. He just heard a name. As for such a big reaction?
"You don't understand." Yu Zhile searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone he knew.

He looked up at the sky and saw the moon.

"You take her to Dachang City, remember to keep an eye on her."

Liu Qingqing, a real troublemaker.

Now he actually met him.

Find an opportunity to send her to the post office.

"What are you going to do again?" He Yin'er looked Yu Zhile up and down.

"Kill someone." Yu Zhile flicked the ashes of his cigarette extremely calmly.

"This time today, I want to make the headquarters understand that it was not that I disappeared for so long because I was afraid, but that I really had no time to deal with them."

He spoke calmly, but the murderous intention he revealed made He Yin'er's hair stand on end.

"Be careful." He Yin'er thought for a while and said nothing, then turned to look at Liu Qingqing, who looked confused, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Liu Qingqing's shoulder and forcibly took her away.

Yu Zhile opened the red umbrella and left before the police arrived.

Walking in this small city.

"Is it really luck? Or is it because of Facebook?"

"This man is so strange. He is holding an umbrella even though it is not raining."

Shopping people looked at Yu Zhile walking on the street and pointed.

Yu Zhile didn't pay attention, but suddenly he raised his head and looked ahead.

"Is something wrong with you?"

In front of him was a young man in Taoist robes with long hair, leaning against a street lamp and looking at him.

"You are stronger than before." The visitor looked at Yu Zhile with a calm expression, but there was a fighting spirit in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ye feels that if I don't come to you, Ye will regret it for the rest of his life." The man in Taoist robes, but definitely not a Taoist priest, hesitated for a while and said.

"I feel like I have to come to you."

Yu Zhile frowned, "Do you still believe this?"

"I didn't believe it at first, but after I saw Zhenwu in the Taoist temple, I believed it."

It’s no longer Ye, but me.

Ye Zhen seemed to have changed, but not much.

Yu Zhile continued to walk forward, and Ye Zhen followed him. The Taoist robe on his body set off his romance and handsomeness.

"Are you starting to believe in fate?"

"Yes and no, my heart is natural and I should follow nature." Ye Zhen thought for a moment and said.

"Afraid that if I die, you won't be able to return the favor?" Yu Zhile turned his head and looked.

Ye Zhen thought for a while and nodded, "You are going to do something big in the near future. Although I don't know what it is, I can feel it."

"It's as if something in the dark is driving me to come to you."

Yu Zhile was completely surprised, "Are you really reading Taoist classics?"

Ye Zhen nodded again, "I couldn't see it at first, but then I slowly started to see it. I don't know why."

"Interesting, you were forced into the game." Yu Zhile smiled.

"In that case, then you will listen to me?"

Ye Zhen was a little tangled, but after thinking about it he nodded. He felt a little resistant in his heart, but his instinct told him that it was okay to listen to Yu Zhile.

"I'll lend it to you?" Yu Zhile asked, shaking the red umbrella in his hand.

"Yes." Ye Zhen reached out and grabbed the handle of the red umbrella without any hesitation.

The moment he grabbed the umbrella handle, Ye Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a scar appeared on his body, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What a sword!" Ye Zhen's eyes were burning and he praised sincerely.

Yu Zhile let go of the red umbrella and let Ye Zhen take it.

Ye Zhen took the red umbrella and swung it. The umbrella surface and handle were instantly shattered.

A rusty thin sword appeared in Ye Zhen's hand.

Ye Zhen looked at the rusty sword, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He also liked the killing pattern of this sword.

"If you don't avoid me when you see me, you will die!" Ye Zhen muttered to himself.

Hearing this, Yu Zhile shook his head, changed but not completely.

Ye Zhen was still suffering from the second grade disease, but it was no longer in the advanced stage.

"How many can you kill tonight?" Yu Zhile looked at the moonlight in the sky.

"It depends on how many people there are." Ye Zhen said expressionlessly.

Yu Zhile nodded, and the two of them walked down the street like this.

As we walked, the streets became quiet. As we walked, there were inexplicably more people around.

As we walked, there were more and more people around us.

As we walked, people appeared in front of us.

So they stopped, and those who were following them also stopped.

(End of this chapter)