Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 165 Bold Ideas

The evening breeze blows slowly, and the shadows of the trees sway and rustle.

Old Wang, who was holding the torch, was trembling with fear and trying hard to reduce his sense of presence.

The young master of your noble family and the maid with a sword.

In the distance, there were servants and thugs holding torches and searching for something.

The woman held her wrist and was shaking.

The young man looked at the maid's hand with fear in his heart.

The flesh and blood on the woman's palm was rotting and falling rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, her palms were nothing but bones.

The fair and delicate hands turned into a formidable skeleton.

"You...what did you do! Why did this knife attack me!" Cold sweat broke out on the woman's forehead, and the pain made her beautiful face twist.

The young man looked at the long knife that was stuck on the ground. It was rusty and looked harmless.

But it was such a knife that caused his maid to lose a hand, and this was despite her quick reaction.

"Who are you, sir? I am Gu Tianxing, the second son of the Gu family." The young man showed his magnanimity as a young master.

He stood in front of his maid and looked at Yu Zhile with a respectful but not humble expression.

There is no such weird existence in Jingdezhen.

"If you are here for the Immortal Slaughter, you can make it clear that we don't know that the Immortal Slough has appeared here."

"I have no grudges against you. The maid took action earlier only because your behavior on Liang Shang was truly unpleasant. This offended you. I hope you will not blame me."

"If you are offended, you can figure out a way. I will consider what compensation is needed."

"Son..."

"fine."

The young man waved his hand to signal her not to speak and leave everything to him.

The graceful and tolerant manner during the salutes shows family upbringing.

The cold wind blew, the torch swayed, and the flame was skewed.

The shadows of the trees are intertwined in the forest, and the shadows of the trees are dancing, as if they are whispering.

"What is immortal slough?"

With a wave of his hand, the long knife fell into Yu Zhile's hand again.

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced calmly at the servants and thugs in the distance.

The movement here did not attract their attention.

Occasionally, some servants would look here, but as if they couldn't see the situation, they would continue searching after just one glance.

The young man felt terrified, and a not-so-good guess emerged.

The man in front of him who looks smaller than him most likely owns a domain.

"Sir, the immortal slough is the corpse of the immortal." The young man looked at Yu Zhile with some doubts.

"Sir, don't you know what immortal sloughing is?"

The corpse of the immortal is probably not a ghost that has lost the habit of killing people.

"Tell me."

Yu Zhile swung the long knife, and the coldness on the knife receded, and the rust melted and disappeared quickly like ice and snow.

Such a magical handiwork made the young man worried.

His father couldn't do such a weird thing.

"Young Master, there is no room for error in your immortal transformation!" The maid reached out and grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes. She tried her best to endure the pain and looked at the young man seriously.

The young man patted her hand gently, "Compared to you, immortality is not important."

The maid's eyes trembled slightly, and her knuckled hands tightly grasped the corners of the young man's clothes, which were a little red.

"We want to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks?" Yu Zhile asked with great interest.

"No, no, sir, you have misunderstood. The benefits you will get while alive will be much greater than the benefits you will get after death."

The young man shook his head, "Since you asked about the immortal slough, sir, you don't know what the celestial slough is. I guess you are a foreigner."

"Generally only outsiders don't know what fairy slough is."

"Although there haven't been foreigners here for decades, it doesn't mean there aren't any."

"Mr. Now is the best evidence."

The young man had a gentle smile, spoke softly, and seemed polite.

Yu Zhile looked at Gu Tianxing, there was no moon today, and there were very few moons in winter.

The cold wind can pick at bones and freeze people a bit.

"Don't talk too much nonsense." Yu Zhile doesn't like talking nonsense to others, he just wants answers.

The young man nodded, "Xian Slaughter, as the name suggests, is the remains of the immortal, the corpse of the immortal after his death."

"Actually, it's not death. Immortals are immortal. They just turned into corpses because they lost their souls."

"The main function of immortal slough is to let people walk on the path of immortality and become immortals."

"The Immortal Slough can be incorporated into the body, but there are risks. If you are unlucky and there is something wrong with the operation method, the person who tries to incorporate the Immortal Slough will die, and the Immortal Slough may wake up."

"Immortal Slough..."

"Master, I found it!"

Just as the young man was narrating this useless information, there was a sudden shout from a mass grave not far away.

A servant ran over quickly holding a torch.

The corners of Gu Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was not good.

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly, and the next moment his figure disappeared.

Gu Tianxing realized that something was wrong and quickly took the maid and ran towards the mass grave.

Looking at the anxious young master, the servant was a little confused.

Old Man Wang still stood there for a while and did not come back to his senses.

In the mass grave, in front of an open grave, the light of fire dispersed the surrounding darkness.

A large black coffin was pried open, and inside lay a female corpse wearing dark clothes.

The female corpse looked peaceful and her body was well preserved, just like a woman who had just fallen asleep.

Just looking at it, I had a feeling in my heart that this female corpse might open her eyes and wake up later.

The servants and thugs stood by the grave and did not dare to come down. This was the corpse of an immortal.

They dare not act rashly.

Soon, the servants and thugs moved out of the way.

The solemn-looking Gu Tianxing appeared at the graveside with the maid in pain.

When he saw the situation inside the tomb clearly, his heart skipped a beat.

He looked at the servants and thugs around him to make sure they couldn't see the young man next to the coffin.

He knew they had encountered an extremely scary guy.

"It is indeed a ghost, but it has lost its killing pattern."

Yu Zhile touched his chin, thought for a moment and wanted to reach out to touch the female corpse, but a white hand quietly appeared and grabbed his sleeve.

"Why are you jealous?" Yu Zhile was a little dumbfounded, but he still retracted his hand.

"It turns out that if you lose the discipline of killing, the evil ghost will lose the ability to move."

Looking at the female corpse in the coffin, Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, but he understood a little bit.

"There must be a lot of this kind of thing. According to you, this thing is very precious, but I don't really believe it."

Yu Zhile looked back at Gu Tianxing.

Gu Tianxing nodded and shook his head, "High-quality immortal sloughs are hard to come by. This level of celestial slough can basically adapt to any immortal weapon."

"There are many low-level immortal sloughs, but they are not very common, and they are not accessible to ordinary people. However, some people are lucky enough to get immortal sloughs out of nowhere, and they still survive."

"That's not true, but without the immortal weapon, the immortal slough in their bodies would be the same as nothing."

The servants and thugs saw their young master's mouth moving but didn't hear any sound, and they immediately felt confused.

But they didn't ask. What the master did was not something that servants like them could guess.

"Immortal weapon?" Yu Zhile's expression was a little strange, "That's it?"

He flicked the long knife in his hand.

The woman standing behind Gu Tianxing gritted her teeth, her eyes full of anger.

Gu Tianxing nodded helplessly, "Well, what you have in your hands is an immortal weapon."

"There is no distinction between high and low immortal weapons. How much power the immortal weapon can exert depends only on the level of the immortal slough."

"Sir, you don't know anything about it?"

"With the strength you have shown, you will at least start as a top-level immortal, or even higher."

"Logically, you shouldn't be ignorant of these basic common sense."

"Testing me?" Yu Zhile shook his head, "What a boring move."

The long knife in his hand was casually thrown to Gu Tianxing's feet. A burning ghost hand tore through the air and grabbed the female corpse in the coffin.

The female corpse disappeared directly, and Yu Zhile's eyes moved slightly.

"There is no pressure, and the killing pattern has indeed been lost."

Gu Tianxing's body ached a little. The superior immortal slough disappeared right before his eyes. He might have to kneel down for a day or two after returning.

The female body in the coffin disappeared, causing a commotion immediately.

"Young... Young Master! The immortal... the immortal slough has disappeared!"

Someone shouted in horror.

"I see, I have eyes." Gu Tianxing exhaled, knowing that today was definitely in vain.

So much time was wasted, but nothing was caught, and the maid even lost one of her palms.

It’s a loss to my grandma’s house, that’s all I can say.

The strange young man disappeared together with the female corpse.

"It's troublesome."

Gu Tianxing looked at the long knife at his feet. Without the rust, this knife looked much better.

He stretched out his hand to pull it out, but the maid beside him quickly stopped him, "Sir, I'll do it."

Before he could say anything, the woman picked up the long knife.

As the long knife was held in her hand, the woman's hand, which had turned into bones, immediately began to recover. The woman breathed a sigh of relief, but she also felt a sense of gloom.

"Master, this time I underestimated the enemy." The woman lowered her head, her expression a little gloomy.

"It's okay. If you encounter such a being, you're lucky enough not to die. It's just a top-grade immortal. Master, go back and kneel down for two or three days and you'll be fine."

After rubbing the maid's head, Gu Tianxing didn't care.

"But……"

"fine."

Gu Tianxing pinched the maid's cheek, his eyes full of endearment.

The maid's face was a little red, but more out of guilt. If she had been stronger, the young master would not have suffered such humiliation.

"Go back home and ask for mercy from your mother."

Gu Tianxing waved his hand and headed back home.

The maid lowered her head and followed him without saying a word.

Back at the inn, Yu Zhile looked at the room next to him and hesitated for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

"Not sleeping?"

The girl who was sitting on the corner of the bed huddled up with the quilt suddenly raised her head. When she saw it was Yu Zhile, the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sleep...I'm not used to sleeping, I'm scared..." the little girl stammered, her eyes full of uneasiness.

Yu Zhile nodded, "I'm right here."

He had nothing to comfort him, so he lit a candle and put it on the table, took out what he had not finished before and continued writing.

The girl looked at Yu Zhile's back and somehow felt less scared.

She huddled under the quilt, exposing half of her head and looking at the immortal curiously.

Yu Zhile looked at the content on the red paper and continued writing from where it left off.

It's already clear what the situation is here.

A fairy is a ghost who has lost the habit of killing people.

Immortal weapons are objects that embody the law of killing, and that knife is it.

Previously, he tried to pour the supernatural power of a ghost into a long knife to see if the knife would turn into a ghost.

The result is obvious, it's done.

A ghost that has lost the habit of killing cannot act, let alone kill.

And the embodied laws cannot kill people because they have no power.

The ghost may have been stripped of its own laws when entering this place.

This led to the emergence of immortal slough and the emergence of embodied regular objects.

Under normal circumstances, he would also have to be stripped of some of his killing patterns.

But he didn't feel anything attacking him, which meant something was wrong here.

Based on what Gu Tianxing revealed, high-level immortals are hard to come by, and although there are many low-level immortals, they are not many.

This means that no ghost has entered here for a long time.

He had spent a lot of effort finding this place before.

The place is closed, and there are some problems with the source here.

Gu Tianxing said that superior immortal slough can adapt to any immortal weapon.

This is correct, there are many killing rules that the terrifying ghosts can use.

Ghosts with low levels of terror can also use the killing pattern, but they will never have the ability to restart.

Just like the ghost rope, its upper limit is right there.

Moreover, Gu Tianxing also said that the performance of the immortal weapon depends entirely on the immortal shedding.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile put down his pen and looked back at the little girl on the bed.

When the little girl saw Yu Zhile looking over, she quickly retracted her head under the quilt. After a while, her head popped up to watch.

The girl is very cute, only a little weaker than Coco.

Yu Zhile didn't care either, he was thinking about something.

"Have these two guys been thinking about the idea that everyone is a ghost controller for so long?"

"It's a pity that we didn't do it to the extreme. Time is very urgent."

Strip away the ghost's law of killing, then control the ghost's body, and finally hold the concrete law of killing.

This is indeed easier.

This greatly improves the survival rate of ordinary people controlling the devil.

"A ghost without a killing pattern can't even be revived. As long as it doesn't reintegrate with the killing pattern, it won't be revived."

"But if the person driving the ghost dies, the ghost will revive."

Yu Zhile thought for a moment and understood the reason.

"Instinct, people also have instincts. A ghost that loses its ability to kill is equivalent to losing its instinct. This kind of ghost is a dead thing, but it can't be killed or destroyed."

"When a person dies, the ghost in the body may have the instinct to inherit."

"Or it could be obsession..."

He picked up the pen again, but put it down again, "If we follow this model, the recovery of supernatural beings will be greatly delayed, and the harm of evil ghosts to living people will be directly reduced."

"I can let many ordinary people control ghosts that have lost their killing habits."

"But correspondingly, these people will turn into ghosts when they die, and even new rules of killing will be born."

Suddenly he was stunned, "Isn't this the ghost in folklore?"

"It's just that it can't be killed."

Yu Zhile was silent, he probably understood something.

"Shall I complete the pattern?"

(End of this chapter)