Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 121 The alien march
"Boy, do you want this ghost?"

In the ghost painting, Luo Qian is holding the head of a little boy and looking at Yu Zhile in the distance.

"This ghost is directly controlled and becomes the strongest of our echelon."

Yu Zhile appeared next to Luo Qian and looked at the little boy's head.

The little boy's eyes were closed and his face was covered with strange words and tattoos.

Its body was in Zhang Dong's hands, and almost a dozen layers of skin were peeled off before the ghost was suppressed.

"I would like it, but I can't find the person to drive it. However, I do have another idea, but I can't do it now. At least I will have to do it in the future."

He saw the previous battle between several people. Luo Qian died once, but was pulled back by Mr. Qin.

In an instant, Luo Qian was killed by the supernatural power superimposed by this ghost.

This ghost is very scary, at least scarier than Luo Wensong.

Of course, this is just Yu Zhile's idea. After all, he has never seen Luo Wensong in his heyday.

"Oh, what do you think?" Luo Qian became interested.

"If you give it to me, I plan to turn this ghost into a little brother of mine. It doesn't need anyone to control it. It will only be loyal to me and only act according to the rules I set."

Yu Zhile touched his chin, thought for a while and said.

The scenes in the ghost painting are weird and strange, but they don't seem to be as weird as the words spoken by this young man at this moment.

Mr. Qin narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you can't control it, something will happen, just like the starving ghost in Dachang City."

"So, I can't do it now, but I can in the future."

Yu Zhile looked into the distance, as if he was looking at his future.

"The underworld is too big, there are too many yamen, and there are too many needs."

"I can't let a ghost controller take the position of a ghost. The ghost controller will die, but the ghost will not."

"I need terrifying and powerful ghosts to walk around the world on my behalf to contain the powerful ghosts."

"The King of Hell of the Ten Palaces and the Judge of the Eight Palaces. The Ten Palaces only need one or two, and the Judges of the Eight Palaces are similar, but they cannot be without them."

"But Yin soldiers have to be there."

"Tsk, tsk, do you plan to completely replace the bottom layer with ghosts?" Luo Qian touched his chin, thought for a while and nodded, "That's true, ghosts are really unkillable, but as long as they can be controlled, they are an extremely good tool. .”

"You can indeed control your future, but once something happens to you, everything will be over."

"No need to worry about this, I'm sure nothing will happen to me." Yu Zhile said confidently.

"Then I'll keep this ghost for you and won't split it up." Luo Qian thought for a moment and said.

"The relationship is good. When I have the strength, I will come to you. Of course, if you die, I will take it upon myself. I will also dig you out." Yu Zhile said half-jokingly.

Hearing this, Luo Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then I will divide myself into three parts and bury them, and then you will dig them out?"

"Yeah...it's not impossible." Yu Zhile hesitated for a while and said.

"Haha, you're welcome." Luo Qian sneered.

Yu Zhile touched his nose, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He just felt that he should do this kind of action now.

Zhang Dong watched and listened with thoughtful eyes.

"You have to arrange twenty stations in the underworld?" Zhang Dong asked.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. Most of the sites in the underworld in traditional mythology are for punishing evildoers. What I need to do is to suppress and separate the evil spirits, then put them in one place and finally deal with them."

"After all, ghosts have no emotions."

"Use the ghost lake for final storage?" Zhang Dong asked a key question.

"Yes." Yu Zhile nodded, "It is most appropriate to use Ghost Lake to receive the ghosts that were finally divided and suppressed."

"You are raising a ghost indefinitely, and you are not afraid that something will go wrong?"

"Yes, it will definitely happen, but Guihu is me. I am Guihu. I will make many arrangements. At the same time, I will create useful ghosts to become evil spirits or train ghost controllers."

"A machine that keeps running will definitely break down, but what if this machine is sophisticated and keeps growing?"

"The essence of ghosts is supernatural. Supernatural is a weird thing. What I do is actually absorb and summarize supernatural."

"Create an infinite loop, a loop that can complement each other."

"I plan to let the ghost lake absorb supernatural beings, so that a ghost will only gain the law of killing, but the level of terror will be very low, and there will be no room for growth."

"I made this ghost into a book, a book in mythology. It contains laws, and the ghost lake contains supernatural beings. In this way, the ghost lake will not get out of control due to too many killing laws."

The old man, who had fought countless evil ghosts during the four Republic of China periods, his eyes lit up when he heard Yu Zhile's words.

The terrifying thing about the ghost lies in its degree of terror and its killing patterns.

The degree of terror and the regularity of killings go hand in hand.

If a ghost only has terrifying supernatural powers but no killing rules, it will not be able to cause harm to anything.

The reverse is also true.

This is what Yu Zhile did.

"Although I don't know how you will achieve this condition, just listening to it feels more reliable than what we thought at that time." Luo Qian looked at Yu Zhile, "At that time, we did not think about the supernatural powers and abilities of separating the ghosts. "

"I have to say, you are a talent."

Luo Qian praised sincerely.

Zhang Dong nodded, "You have a lot to consider, and you seem to have thought of many loopholes."

"Now I want to ask you something. You answer it seriously, or I will shoot you to death!" Zhang Dong's expression suddenly became serious, and he stared at Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly and he looked at the other three people, who were also staring at him.

Yu Zhile swallowed the non-existent saliva, "You, ask."

"Why are you doing this? To be honest, don't tell me that you see the suffering in the world and can't bear to see the world as a prison. This must be nonsense." Zhang Dong asked coldly.

Hearing this question, Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly and fell silent.

The four people looked at him with evil eyes.

"Oh...it's really boring."

Yu Zhile sighed, and his whole temperament changed.

He looked at the four of them expressionlessly and straightened his back.

"Of course, not for ordinary people who are like ants."

"If they die, they will die. What does it have to do with me?"

"You can't expect me, a person with no relatives or connections, to have any great righteousness."

"In my place, you will not see thieves die from dedication, selfish people die from sacrifice, conspirators die from loyalty, and libertines die from loyalty."

"To be honest, if I were stronger than you, I would look at you like ants."

"What does the life and death of the ants have to do with me? They died with great vigor and justice, so that I can take another look at them?"

"No, no, I will just watch. If they don't die, I will even help them."

"I just like the feeling of standing on the top of the mountain. I like to be the strongest. I want to see those strong people looking up at me, and then have to lower their heads to climb the mountain with me as their target."

"I like to shoot to death someone who others think is strong when I am in a bad mood. I like to see brothers turning against each other, murder and patricide, and I just like to see the suffering in the world."

"That's the kind of person I am. You can't expect me to save them just because I feel sorry for them."

"I can't be so generous."

"You asked me why I did this?"

"It's simple and fun."

Yu Zhile smiled and looked down at Zhang Dong and several old people.

I, Yu Zhile, will tell you today that I became the savior just because it’s fun, because I want to do whatever I want, and just because I want to shoot people to death. And then, are you going to shoot me to death?
Will you?

No, it won't, because you can't afford to wait. Yang Jian is a waste. Relying on him won't work. You can only rely on me, because what I, Yu Zhile, have done is the most likely to completely end the supernatural recovery. matter.

You have to place your hopes on me.

I, Yu Zhile, just like to see you guys unhappy with me but having to tolerate me because of the overall situation.

Without him, this is very refreshing, this is very comfortable, this can make him very happy.

The four old men were silent. They looked at this young man who was so brazen and fearless, like a demon.

Yu Zhile just looked at them with a smile, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"That's almost enough, otherwise I will really beat you to death." Zhang Dong said coldly.

After hearing this, Yu Zhile instantly returned to his previous appearance, calm and respectful to the four people.

Of course, if they had not seen what the young man looked like just now, they might really believe that this boy respected them.

"Boy, you are capable. If you weren't capable, just based on what you just said, I would bury you directly and pour shit on your grave." Luo Qian looked at Yu Zhi as if he had eaten shit. Le said.

Yu Zhile smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it, don't mind me, this is just what I'm saying, I don't take it seriously, I don't take it seriously."

"..."

The four were speechless.

"Whether it's fun or something, as long as you can do it, it doesn't matter to us." Mr. Qin felt a little unhappy when he saw Yu Zhile, but he had to endure it and not kill him, which made him feel aggrieved.

They saw the future, and Yu Zhile really became a person.

Besides, there will be another Yang Jian in the future who is not bad at all and can put some restrictions on Yu Zhile.

"I told you, you can't let Mr. Meng tamper with my memory when he invades my memory." Yu Zhile looked at Meng Xiaodong.

Meng Xiaodong's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed after a moment of silence, "Okay, I just won't tamper with it."

This kid really thinks of everything.

"Boy, get out of here first, we don't want to see you for the time being." Luo Qian waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.

Yu Zhile shrugged and disappeared instantly.

"There's still one day left. After one day, there's no need to see this crap anymore." Zhang Dong exhaled, obviously he was also disgusted.

"This is the first one to dance like this in front of us and not die yet." Meng Xiaodong looked up at the gray sky filled with paper dust.

They really couldn't imagine that such a thing would be born in this era.

"How does that bastard Yu Qianliu teach his children? If he doesn't know how to teach, why don't he find someone to teach him?" Luo Qian said expressionlessly.

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked." Mr. Qin said.The four of them were silent again.

A young man appeared in their minds, a young man named Yu Qianliu.

That guy seems to have such a moral character.

The upper beam is really not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

……

……

Dachang City, in a certain community.

A young man holding two swords and with large areas of rotten body stood upright at the door of the community.

He is Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen looked down at his body, looked up at the starving ghost wearing a shroud in the distance, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Even if I'm convinced, I really can't be imprisoned."

Ye Zhen exhaled, and the rot on his body quickly disappeared.

And the young man wearing the shroud had a lot of strange rot on his body.

But as the rot appeared, the figure of the young man wearing the shroud suddenly blurred. When it returned to normal, all the rot on his body had disappeared.

“It’s really getting more and more interesting.”

Ye Zhen looked excited.

The two long swords moved one after another, and Ye Zhen disappeared from the spot.

Thorn, stab, stab~!

The shroud on the starving ghost was instantly torn into a dozen pieces, and a long sword penetrated the starving ghost's neck.

Ye Zhen kicked the hungry ghost in the back and pulled out the long sword.

The starving ghost staggered forward a few steps, and his figure blurred in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the shroud recovered and the wound on the neck disappeared.

Ye Zhen tilted his head slightly and disappeared again.

The confrontation continues.

But he said it was in a room in the community.

A young man hanging in a strange posture has half of his body pulled into the mirror.

This is not the posture of the previous youth.

Countless pairs of terrifying hands in the mirror grabbed the young man's body and tried to pull it into the abyss. At the same time, the young man's reflection in the mirror also began to replace him, gradually tending to merge together.

But at this time.

Many hideous gashes suddenly appeared on the young man's body, as if a fierce ghost had scratched the flesh with a hideous sharp weapon.

Scarlet eyes emerged from the flesh one after another, emitting a strange red light. These lights were more conspicuous than before, and they were as rich as if blood was about to drip down. It seemed that the whole world was about to melt into this blood. among,

Such red light shines into the ghost mirror.

Those terrifying palms seemed to have been burned together, and they quickly retracted. Even the ghost that transformed into Yang Jian disappeared in front of the ghost mirror at this moment.

The changes were extremely strange, happening quietly in this dark room.

The strange red light shone into the mirror and drove away all the ghosts, but the mirror still attracted the young man to it, as if he wanted to swallow it.

The young man's body had already emitted a faint rancid smell.

This is where the corpse odor in the room comes from.

But after half of the young man's body sank into the ghost mirror, the body underwent strange changes. The stench on his body disappeared, the rotting condition improved, and even the dense spots on the body receded.

It was as if this ghost mirror was reversing time, taking the young man's body back to the time before his death.

This is the resurrection of Ghost Mirror's ability.

According to folklore, people will return to their souls on the seventh day after death. This day is called the night of returning to the soul, also known as the first seven days.

If a person's resentment persists after death, the person who returns to the soul for the first seven times will turn into a ghost and endanger the world.

I don't know whether the basis of the folklore is true, or whether it is some kind of weird coincidence.

On the seventh day after the young man hanged himself, the battle between ghosts and ghosts seemed to have reached its limit.

The ghost eyes that had been open for a full day and night suddenly closed.

All the red light shining into the ghost mirror disappeared, and even the ghost shadow covering Yang Jian's body seemed to have become silent, without any movement.

As soon as the red light disappeared, there were many dense footsteps in the dark mirror world, and the ghosts that had retreated seemed to be crowding in again.

"Crack~!"

However, at this time, a small crack opened in one place of the ghost mirror.

A cold wind blew out of this crack, as if there was an empty passage behind the mirror, leading to an unknown place.

But the cracks are too small to have any effect.

When the ghost mirror and ghost shadow fell silent at the same time, the young man's body fell from the air and knelt on the ground, motionless.

But I don’t know when one of the young man’s heads disappeared.

No, it's not missing...

Instead, he was eaten, eaten by this weird mirror.

The strange headless body knelt in front of the ghost mirror. I don't know how long it had passed, but the headless body suddenly stretched out its hands and put them into the mirror.

After a while, a lifelike head was taken out by the headless corpse.

The headless corpse pressed the head onto the headless neck.

The moment the head was pressed against the neck, the head suddenly opened its eyes.

"I... I lived?"

The young man murmured to himself, subconsciously raising his hand and looking at it.

The hand was raised, but it made a cracking sound in an anti-joint way.

But he didn't feel pain, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

It was still lifted up smoothly.

He felt something wrong with his body and stood up slowly.

His shadow no longer appears on the ghost mirror behind him, and he cannot leave a reflection on the ghost mirror.

"I succeeded. Is this the semi-alien that Yu Zhile said?"

The young man reached out and turned the incorrectly installed head back.

"There is indeed something different. There is no restlessness from the previous ghosts, and the headless ghosts have completely fallen silent."

The young man looked at the ghost mirror in front of him, and suddenly he noticed the changes in the ghost mirror. There was a crack on the ghost mirror, not big, but very small.

"Did it break?" The young man was a little confused.

But suddenly, the young man, that is, Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and a scarlet ghost eye popped out, staring at the back of the ghost mirror.

A pale hand grabbed the ghost mirror, and a young man with an expressionless face and sarcasm in his eyes appeared in the darkness.

"Yu Zhile?" Yang Jian frowned and looked at the young man.

The young man grinned, lifted up the ghost mirror and disappeared into the darkness.

Without saying a word, he just disappeared.

The room was not big, but it was dark as if it formed a very far road.

As the young man left, the room returned to its original appearance.

"He's been watching?" Yang Jian's mood became serious.

"Forget it, I've succeeded, he didn't interfere."

Yang Jian opened the door and walked out, and was quickly stunned, "This is..."

……

In the ghost painting, Yu Zhile exhaled, "It's begun, I should die too."

In room 707, Yu Zhile walked into the room expressionlessly.

The room is not decorated in red, but a gloomy lake.

In the center of the room is a young man held by two women, one red and one white.

Behind the young man stands an illusory red cupboard, and in front of the young man floats an oil painting that has turned blood red.

Yu Zhile walked in the lake with the ghost mirror, and the corpse in front of him and the ghost automatically separated from each other.

Yu Zhile soon came to Ariel, who he had tricked into being Yu Zhile.

He reached out and placed the ghost mirror in front of her.

The young man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of resentment, "You!"

But soon her resentment turned into confusion, and finally into complexity, "Is it good to calculate on your own? I remember our family didn't have this tradition."

"It will be after today." Yu Zhile smiled, and his figure began to become illusory. He looked at the young man with nostalgia, "Goodbye Yu Zhile."

"Goodbye, Yu Zhile." The young man closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

The ghost mirror is in place, and the small ghost marriage has completely begun.

Two blood-red candles appeared strangely and stood next to the ghost mirror.

The red candlelight swayed in the water, and the supernatural began to change qualitatively.

Yu Zhile disappeared completely.

Meng Xiaodong also invaded Yu Zhile's memory.

From today on, Yu Zhile is just a Yu Zhile whose memory and consciousness have been replaced and inherited and turned into a ghost.

In the coffin, in the memory, the still world began to move.

A young man who was sleeping in the classroom began to wake up.

(End of this chapter)