Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 125 The person who started to act weird

As the arrangement in the memory was completed, the ghost who was about to become named Yu Zhile began to regain his memory.

The ghost paintings have changed.

In the room of 707, the skin of the young man in the lake began to break apart, and red threads were floating in the water.

The bride in her wedding dress slowly leaned towards the young man's body.

The woman in white slowly sank, her feet sinking into an unknown ground. There was darkness under the young man's feet, and the woman in white was slowly falling towards this darkness.

The young man's clothes had already turned into rags and were corroded in the ghost lake.

The young man's body, which looked like broken porcelain, was exposed in the room.

The candlelight flickered, and a figure slowly appeared in the mirror. The figure and the young man made the same movements. Gradually, the figure in the mirror slowly moved closer to the mirror, as if wanting to leave the mirror.

But the mirror shrouded in candlelight seemed to be covered with a layer of skin. The figure pushed the mirror out of an outline, but could not leave the mirror.

Strange changes were taking place. The darkness beneath the young man's feet gradually changed, and a blood-red coffin appeared strangely.

As the coffin appeared, the darkness under the young man's feet suddenly began to spread toward the surroundings.

Slowly, a strange suction force appeared, and the coffin slowly began to move toward the darkness.

Two figures and a cupboard appeared on the coffin.

Wu Jun, the wishing ghost, the ghost cupboard...

An extremely terrifying ghost body is being gestated.

……

……

The ghost paintings began to drive away guests.

Zhang Dong and others looked at the ghost paintings that began to change, with calm expressions.

Meng Xiaodong looked at the changing sky and felt a little confused. Her clone had not come back yet.

The clone had already cut off contact when it entered Yu Zhile's memory. Although the connection was lost, she could still feel the clone's life and death.

The clone is not dead, which means the situation inside is pretty good.

"This kid is getting weirder and weirder..."

Meng Xiaodong suddenly shook her head. She felt something ominous, but she didn't know where it came from.

This made her a little uneasy.

She didn't know that there was a ghost who was born with wisdom and gained someone's memory based entirely on false supernatural powers. He was quickly devouring her supernatural powers to replace his false identity.

Her past and present self is being replaced.

Zhang Dong quickly regained his composure, and Gui Hua completely sent them out. They left Gui Hua and appeared outside Dachang City.

There was a middle-aged man with a pale expression who came out with him.

The middle-aged man looked gloomy and cursed loudly.

"You little bastard, you are so cruel!"

The middle-aged man cursed very dirty words, and the four old people just watched and listened.

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped cursing and turned his head stiffly to look at the four old people.

"Hahaha, it turns out that's the case, it turns out I'm still planning..."

The middle-aged man laughed, holding his stomach, laughing extremely wildly, and his expression became ferocious.

"Little...little bastard, you are so cruel. You have counted everything before and after, but I didn't..."

"Yu Zhile, you are very good, very good!"

He knew that he couldn't run away today. He had been invaded in his memory. He was able to escape because he had a backup plan. The ghost with Yu Zhile's memory was quietly invading him.

He actually didn't care. As long as he went back, he would have a way to deal with this silent invasion.

But now there is no way.

He couldn't handle Zhang Dong alone, let alone the existence of that ghost with a cane.

He can't leave today.

"Zhang Dong, do I owe you?" The laughing middle-aged man finally had enough.

He looked at Zhang Dong and tilted his head slightly.

Zhang Dong remained expressionless and said nothing.

"Including this time, you attacked me four times in total. The first time was when I killed Zhang Youhong. That time I became a ghost slave in embarrassment and survived."

"The second and third time were when we were on the high-speed train some time ago. You restarted me twice."

"This is the fourth time."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "I killed Zhang Youhong and it makes sense for you to take action. This is normal. She is your relative. There is nothing wrong with this."

"But, that kid has no connection with you, why did you take action?"

"Is it possible that he is your grandson?"

"But people don't believe Zhang either."

"Oh..." At this point, the middle-aged man suddenly realized. He looked at Zhang Dong, "You are a disrespectful old man, and Yu Qianliu has never done anything wrong to you."

"Not only did you beat him, but you also slept with his wife."

"Tsk tsk. No wonder, no wonder!"

Luo Qian's mouth twitched slightly, and Mr. Qin slightly lowered his eyes.

Meng Xiaodong's face was expressionless, with a hint of invisible sarcasm in his eyes.

"Finished?" Zhang Dong looked at the former emperor of the sea.

How majestic was he before?
Before Zhang Dong became a ghost master, he was also one of his dock workers.

Now, this man who once made the world tremble when he said a word has been tricked to such an extent by a junior.

It's hard not to be sad.

"That's it. Come on, dock worker Zhang Dong." The middle-aged man tidied his clothes.

The emperor has his own way of dying, and of course he has to have his own way of dying.

"You can't let me die in the hands of a junior. I can't afford to lose this person." The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Dong with a dead expression.

"Sorry, this is not your choice." Zhang Dong sighed.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became ferocious and angry.

"Zhang Dong! I treated you badly before!"

"I know."

Zhang Dong waved his hand with a calm expression, and suddenly several people disappeared.

It was as if it had never appeared.

One day later, a bus stopped in Dachuan City.

An old woman carrying a basket stooped out of the car.

Zhang Dong suddenly stood up and walked to the door of the car. He looked at Meng Xiaodong's back and asked suddenly, "Or you?"

Meng Xiaodong did not stop, but turned his head slightly and smiled, "It can be counted."

After saying that, Meng Xiaodong turned around and entered Dachuan City.

Zhang Dong was silent.

"Did something happen?" Luo Qian frowned and looked at Meng Xiaodong who was leaving, feeling slightly uneasy.

"It's okay." Zhang Dong turned around and sat down.

These two words made Luo Qian's frown relax.

If he says it's okay, then it's okay.

The bus drove away quickly, and Zhang Dong looked out the window at the city that was quickly passing by.

Memories appear involuntarily in my mind.

"Our era is about to pass..." Zhang Dong's eyes dimmed, and the old man was truly an old man.

The afterglow in the distance was receding, and the bus chased after it, but it could never catch up.

After walking into Dachuan City and returning to his room, Meng Xiaodong sighed as he looked at the familiar layout.

"You are wrong, you should not have such strong emotions."

"What I do is good. Don't take everything too seriously. Only in this way can I have a chance to become the savior."

The rickety old man slowly straightened his back, and his face quickly became younger.

The figure is also getting taller.

Soon, in the blink of an eye, a pretty woman appeared in the dark room.

If anyone who had seen the source of the ghost lake saw Meng Xiaodong at this moment, they would probably turn around and leave.

Because the appearance of Meng Xiaodong at this moment is no different from Gui Hu.

There is no mirror in the living room, but there is one in the room.

The woman put down the basket and walked into the room. She glanced at the cheongsam on the wooden shelf next to the bedside wardrobe with some contempt in her eyes.

"Live three lives? A sign of cowardice." The woman came to the mirror and looked at her appearance, her eyes twinkling slightly.

"Not bad." The woman murmured, smiled, and recalled Zhang Dong's words before, and he sighed again.

Zhang Dong knew very well that after this meeting, they would never see each other again, and he and Meng Xiaodong would never have the chance to meet again.

"The era of the Republic of China was really gorgeous..." The woman's eyes narrowed slightly. Meng Xiaodong's memories were many, large, and very useful.

"Grandpa, you almost ruined my good deeds."

"Isn't it possible to turn a lie into a truth? You shouldn't have said this."

In his memory, Grandpa almost ruined his plan.

Fortunately, it was just a close call, otherwise he might not have become an outlier.

Zhang Dong will shoot him to death.

A done deal and an unfinished project are two different things.

"It's time to start. With Meng Xiaodong's memory and ghosts, I can get a lot of things in Dachuan City."

"The deal reached with Mr. Qin can be fulfilled."

"Take your time. The time in the front belongs to Yang Jian, and the time in the back belongs to me."

The woman murmured to herself.

……

At this moment, a meeting is about to begin in Dachang City.

The ghost masters enter one after another.

The conference room was still very large, and the sound of a child who needed a spanking could be heard far inside.

"Hit me, do it, you little trash. Don't blame the uneven road if you can't do it. If you can't do it, forget it. If others can do it, you're still here to do nothing."

On the conference table, a small child put his feet on the table and looked at the livid ghost controller in front of him with disdain.

The rest of the Ghost Riders looked on in amusement.

"I don't think you dare to do anything, you trash, you coward."

Seeing the man in front of him with a gloomy face and silent words, the child rolled his eyes.

The man looked at the child who needed to be beaten, and his eyes slightly wandered towards the door.

There was a psychopath wearing a Taoist robe and carrying two swords at his waist.

The child was covered by him and also by the headquarters.

Ye Zhen lit a cigarette, exhaled a breath of smoke, and turned his head slightly to look at the ghost controller who was angrily sprayed by the kid.

"Dissatisfied?"

The ghost controller swallowed his saliva and his expression changed slightly.

"If you don't accept it, just hold it in, don't let Ye see it." Ye Zhen said casually, and then looked out the door.

He was waiting for someone with whom he had a fight before and lost.

Even though it was because of that weird nail, if you lose, you lose.

He had to fulfill an agreement.

This is why he was able to attend meetings at the headquarters.

Yang Jian asked him to follow him to do something.

The ghost controller looked ugly and was angry, but he didn't dare to vent it out.

This Ye Zhen really dares to kill people, and will kill him if he disagrees with him.

The headquarters didn’t even dare to let out a fart.

"Haha, a bunch of rubbish." The little kid held his hands and looked at everyone with disdain.

Cao Yang put his hand on his forehead. He finally knew what Teddy was.

It is not afraid of anything when someone is holding it, and its tail immediately shrinks as soon as the rope is let go.

Currently, this is the situation for this little brat.

I don’t know how this little kid fell in love with Ye Zhen.

Zhao Jianguo, Cao Yanhua, Wang Xiaoming, and Li Jun walked towards the conference room. They were a little surprised when they saw Ye Zhen standing at the door.

"Why are you here?" Cao Yanhua looked at Ye Zhen in surprise. Looking at the young man puffing away smoke, they were also a little confused. When did this guy start smoking?

Ye Zhen glanced at a few people and showed no interest in talking. He waved his hand and said, "Let's take a look."

Then he stopped talking to a few people.

The four of them did not look for trouble and walked in minding their own business.

When they walked in, they heard the little kid Xiong Wenwen angrily yelling at everyone, and Cao Yanhua's face suddenly darkened.

"Xiong Wenwen!" Cao Yanhua walked up to Xiong Wenwen with a dark face.

Xiong Wenwen's body trembled, and he turned back to look at Cao Yanhua stiffly. He swallowed, silently put his feet back, and then sat down honestly.

There are many people who can deal with Xiong Wenwen, but there are really not many who are not afraid of Ye, but there are always those who are not afraid. This is Cao Yanhua. He is an ordinary person, but he is the deputy minister of the headquarters. He can make him Xiong Wenwen was spanked for several days.

Xiong Wenwen was speechless and didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

Everyone looked at Yanba's Xiong Wenwen and felt happy.

Ye Zhen just glanced at it and stopped looking at it.

This was a matter for the headquarters and none of his business, and he didn't even bother to show off to an ordinary person.

"Why isn't it lively anymore? It was very lively before."

A young man appeared at the door of the conference room. He looked at the quiet conference room with some surprise.

Everyone looked at this young man at this moment.

Everyone has something strange in their eyes.

Is this the ghost-eyed Yang Jian who reduced Ye Zhendu to a foil and solved the starving ghost incident alone?

It doesn't look like much.

A brat.

This is what most people think in their hearts.

"Why are you smoking?" Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen strangely. He was wearing a Taoist robe and smoking, but something seemed wrong.

"Someone said I might look handsome if I smoked, so I thought I'd give it a try."

Ye Zhen looked at the cigarette in his hand and shook his head, "It doesn't taste very good."

As he spoke, he threw the cigarette on the ground.

"Ye will help you with your matter, but it will take some time. I promised one person one thing. I want to go to Da'ao City. It will take about a day." Ye Zhen said.

"Come to me when you're done." Yang Jian thought for a while and said.

Ye Zhen nodded, turned around and left the conference room.

He came here just to say this to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen who was leaving. Ye Zhen walked out of the conference room and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The pupils of most people in the conference room suddenly shrank, ghosts!
This is a ghost, Ye Zhen is a ghost!

People in the conference room didn't know what Ye Zhen and Yang Jian said, but it was certainly not simple.

Yang Jian looked at the ghost controllers with different expressions and didn't pay much attention. He just found a place to start. The meeting was about to begin.

In Taiping Ancient Town, He Yin'er, with a pale and lifeless face, stood at the gate of the town, waiting for someone.

Now she is on the path that Yu Zhile arranged for her.

After controlling the ghost that Yu Zhile prepared for her, her grandfather's eyes were a little moist. At that time, his grandfather said a very strange thing, "The spiritualists in their heyday were very powerful."

She didn't know what it meant to be a spiritualist in his heyday, but she knew that after controlling those ghosts, her ability to save lives and her level of terror had greatly improved.

Even the time for summoning spirits has been shortened.

She knows what that means.

She had great hopes placed on her, not only by her grandfather, but also by Yu Zhile.

"Let's go?" A man wearing a Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of He Yin'er.

He Yin'er nodded.

"Yu Zhile is not awake yet. Of course, what Ye promised must be done well." Ye Zhen said.

He Yin'er didn't speak, just looked into the distance.

When the young man wakes up, it may be difficult for her to appear in reality.

Her death was over.

A strong person also needs companions.

Ye Zhen didn't pay too much attention, opened the ghost, wrapped He Yin'er in it, and rushed towards Da'ao City.

A behind-the-scenes story is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)