Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 117

What happened in Dayu City shocked the headquarters and also shocked many old antiques.

In Dachuan City, an old man sighed, "Why bother?"

"Why don't you take a step back?"

"The little guy is ignorant, so are you?"

"People are risking their lives, so are you?"

There was an old man and a young man, and the younger one risked his life first and became the outlier.

What about the old one?

Just take all your wealth to fight with that little one.

"Do you really want to escape from being a ghost slave? Or is this the only way?"

"Don't you have any idea why Li Zhiwei didn't give you that ghost?"

The old man sighed, turned around and entered the room. After a while, she went out with a basket.

In a supernatural place, in the endless cemetery, the door of a wooden house was pushed open.

Luo Qian walked out of the wooden house expressionlessly and walked towards the foot of the tomb.

An old bus was waiting for him.

Outside an old house, an old man in a Chinese tunic suit turned his head slightly and looked into the distance. Pale lights flashed, and a strange bus was rushing towards it.

Soon, the bus stopped in front of the old man and opened the door. The old man got on the bus expressionlessly.

The bus quickly closed its doors and drove quickly into the distance.

In Dajing City, an old man walked out of Dajing City with a gloomy expression. In the blink of an eye, the old man disappeared.

An hour later, the coffin-like ghost in Dachang City suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, an old man walked in Wang Xiaoming's research room carrying a coffin.

Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

Mr. Qin didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Wang Xiaoming didn't say anything. He knew that an old antique had violated Mr. Qin's taboo.

That's why Mr. Qin went to Dachang City and imprisoned the ghost before the headquarters implemented the plan.

The current situation is very strange, and everything is related to one person.

Looking at the lost coffin, Wang Xiaoming felt solemn in his heart. The ghost inside was no joke.

His future research must be conducted with Mr. Qin present.

The ghost painting was forced to open a gap.

Yu Zhile frowned slightly outside the coffin, hesitated for a while, and appeared directly in front of the gap.

An old bus stood on a small road.

The bus stopped and four old people got off the bus.

Yu Zhile looked at the four elderly people who got out of the car, his expression slightly stagnant.

"What's going on outside?"

Yu Zhile knew that something that could bring these four old people together must be big.

"Dayu City is gone, did you know?" The old man on crutches narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the young man who was about to die completely.

"Huh?" Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly, "Are you kidding?"

Mr. Qin's face was expressionless and he didn't mean to joke at all.

Seeing this, Yu Zhile thought for a moment, as if he thought of something, his face became gloomy.

"Is that old blind man crazy?"

"What's going on with you kid? We haven't seen each other for a long time. How come it's like this?" Luo Qian frowned, a little confused.

"He is becoming an alien and is about to die." Yu Zhile said after being silent for a while.

"Becoming a ghost?" Meng Xiaodong asked after hesitating for a while.

Yu Zhile nodded, "Human beings can't solve supernatural recovery. I can't always be at the level of human wisdom."

"Moreover, the ghost in me is too terrifying and special. Just becoming an ordinary alien can't solve the problem of the ghost's resurrection."

Meng Xiaodong thought for a moment and nodded, "There is something."

"Where is he?" The old man in Chinese tunic suit looked at Yu Zhile expressionlessly.

"It should be in my memory. It probably hasn't met me yet." Yu Zhile answered honestly.

"In your memory?" Zhang Dong frowned.

When Mr. Qin heard this, he felt a little embarrassed in his eyes, and so did Luo Qian.

"Will you win?" Zhang Dong asked.

"Yes, but it will be very difficult." Yu Zhile hesitated for a while and said.

Zhang Dong nodded, "Xiao Dong, you invade in and take action at the critical moment. We will wait for him outside."

The old woman carrying the basket nodded, "Okay."

"Uh...it may take a few days. I still have one thing missing from the decoration outside." Yu Zhile said with some embarrassment.

"How many days?" Zhang Dong asked crisply. "Five days, five days is enough. Once the things arrive, the decoration outside will be completely completed, and I can disappear." Yu Zhile told the time accurately.

"Five days?" Mr. Qin pondered slightly, "Can you hold on in there?"

"You underestimate me. It will take at least two months for him to confront me."

"It's not just my memory, but the memories of countless people. The memories of the people I've met, and the memories of the people they've met. The memory will not stop until death is encountered at the end."

"And it's not only me who is the source inside, but also him when he comes in. Besides, there are many people inside."

How many people can you meet in your lifetime?

How many people have you met?

Keep repeating this until the person at the end dies, and this memory will reach its end.

To find him, the old blind man would need a lot of time.

And he also needs a lot of time to kill and then use supernatural powers to reshape those people in their memories until the end.

This gestation itself takes a long time.

He replaced his memories with ghosts step by step, thereby achieving the point where his consciousness became a ghost.

The old blind man won't let him do this, so he needs to be found and killed before he's done.

The old man thought for a moment and nodded, "The amount of work is huge."

"Don't you think it's a pity?"

"What's the pity? As long as the final result satisfies me, it doesn't matter whether it's me or not. Besides, isn't Yu Zhile who has Yu Zhile's memory not Yu Zhile?"

"Actually, it's all the same. I think, therefore I am, and I am, therefore I think." Yu Zhile said calmly.

"Haha, you don't care at all whether you are a human or a ghost." Luo Qian sneered.

"If I care about whether I am a human or a ghost, then I cannot live."

Hearing Yu Zhile's words, Luo Qian was silent for a while and nodded, "Maybe we should have been like you back then. Maybe we would have completely ended the supernatural recovery."

Use ghosts to control ghosts, not people to control ghosts.

So they lost and the supernatural revived.

That's why Zhang Dong's son took another path.

Caring about whether you are a human being determines many things.

Humans and ghosts are different.

"When you wake up, you will lose all human emotions. The emotions you show are only the emotions you think you need to show. Is this good?" Meng Xiaodong asked.

"It doesn't matter, it's not important, is it?" Yu Zhile asked with a smile.

If he will eventually sit in that position, it must be such an existence, ruthless and desireless, and everything will be done in accordance with the rules and established context.

As long as he can achieve the final result, he doesn't mind becoming a machine that only knows how to complete the task.

Meng Xiaodong also fell silent. She didn't know whether to say this was right or wrong.

Young people have young people's ideas, and old people have old people's ideas. The two ideas may conflict, but there is no right or wrong.

"Please, please get this broken car out. It is blocking the gap here and many accidents will happen." Yu Zhile said, looking at the four old people.

When Mr. Qin heard the word "broken bus", he turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhang Dong. He was silent for a while, then turned around and patted the bus.

The bus disappeared into the ghost painting in reverse, and the gap that was forcibly opened quickly healed.

Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief, "Guys, why don't you come and sit at my place? Or would you like to hang out by yourself?"

"By the way, I released an old antique. The evil ghost on his body was not separated. It was a bit fierce. The summoned Li Qingzhi and Mr. Li were instantly killed."

"Oh?" Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, "Li Qingzhi was killed?"

"Tell me about the characteristics."

The other three people also came and looked at Yu Zhile with interest.

"He is a child-like person with a woman's face on his chest and ghost tattoos all over his body. His eyes seem to be made up of countless ghost eyes. It is very scary." Yu Zhile described the appearance of the ghost. .

"The evil-faced embroidered ghost, Lin Ying, was the owner of the ghost tailor shop and tattoo shop." Luo Qian immediately knew who this was when he heard the description.

"It turns out this guy is hiding in the ghost painting, no wonder he can't be found."

Zhang Dong's cloudy eyes lit up, "When the time is up, you call us, we are going to find that ghost."

Yu Zhile nodded, "Okay, I'll trouble you."

After saying that, Yu Zhile's figure disappeared from the place.

The four old men looked at each other, separated, and each took his own path.

They couldn't let that ghost go, it was too dangerous.

He can embroider Li Gui on his body at will, and Li Gui's eyes can also be merged into his own eyes and the eyes of the woman's face on his chest, thus achieving an infinite superposition of terror.

Don't let this kind of ghost wander around in the ghost painting, otherwise big trouble will happen.

Because they don't know how many ghost skins are currently covering the ghost's body.

The evil-faced embroidered ghost, Lin Ying.

The ability is to embroider ghosts, make ghosts into ghost skins and wear them on the body. From this, you can continue to sew new ghosts, and you can infinitely superimpose terror.

One of the famous antiques in the Republic of China.

(End of this chapter)