Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 217 Curse

"Sure enough, this person is one of the sources of trouble in time."

Jiang Jie looked dimly at the haze outside the window.

Jingle bell bell~!

The phone rang strangely, and Jiang Jie took out a rusty old phone from his pocket with an expressionless face.

She looked at the mobile phone that had long since withdrawn from the stage of history with a slightly complicated expression, and answered the unnamed call.

"He didn't take me with him. I just heard him talking to himself. You are right, he is two people."

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Jie told what happened before.

Chichi~!

There was an electric sound at the end of the phone, followed by an extremely cold voice. The voice could not identify the gender. It said, "Normally, he is only interested in one woman, and only this woman can control him. "

"And now, that woman is following him, but you can't see it. Of course, when you see it, that's when you were attacked."

Jiang Jie's pupils shrank slightly, "Attack? The person he likes is a ghost?"

"You can say that, but to be precise, he is a ghost master who becomes a different kind, but he will become a ghost later." The cold voice sounded again.

"Since seduction doesn't work, what should I do?"

"Didn't you say that? Once he controls the ghost painting, I will die, you will not exist in the future, and your destiny will not be changed." Jiang Jie was a little anxious.

"If he doesn't control the ghost painting, I can slowly develop and then walk out of here, find the power to kill him, and finally change our fate of being killed by him casually, but now..."

From the moment she met Yu Zhile, Jiang Jie knew that she could not kill him. She saw great terror in him.

After being a ghost controller for so long, this was the first time she saw someone who could control more than a dozen ghosts and still be alive.

Being an enemy of this kind of person made her feel powerless.

But when she thought about dying in the hands of this person in the future, she was unwilling to accept it. Why would she be killed for no reason even if she worked hard to survive to the end?

This is not right!

"Don't panic, panic can't solve the problem." The cold voice said without emotion, "He can control the ghost painting, but before he can control the ghost painting, he will definitely control an extremely terrifying ghost."

"This is an opportunity. As long as he cannot control the ghost, he will not dare to touch the ghost painting, because the horror of a ghost in him cannot suppress the unconscious ghost bride who has controlled the ghost painting."

"He's going to die, that's for sure."

"So..." Jiang Jie's eyes flashed slightly, and hope emerged in her heart.

"So, you need to release a ghost. That ghost will only target the ghost master, especially the ghost master who controls a few dozen powerful ghosts. Believe me, as long as you can release that ghost, he will He was found immediately because he is the ghost controller who controls the most ghosts in the entire ghost painting!" The cold voice had a hint of bewitchment.

"As long as he is killed, everything in the future will be changed. We will live and our families will live."

Jiang Jie's eyes gradually became firm.

For the sake of her family, friends and herself, she is willing to release the ghost.

"Where is that ghost?" Jiang Jie asked.

"Just outside the building, the ghost inside the coffin is, I will help you open the coffin, use the method I gave you, you will not be in any danger, but you need to be careful, after opening the coffin, you must quickly take the coffin lid with you The time it takes to leave the area covered by the haze is three minutes. After three minutes, the ghost will completely revive!"

Jiang Jie nodded, "I understand why you want me to attract that coffin."

"It's good to know. Originally, I planned to let him face the coffin, and then he would find that as long as he opened the coffin, the coffin would not attack him. But when the coffin is opened, the ghost inside will revive. After three minutes, He will be attacked by that evil ghost and die."

"It's a pity that he is too cautious and basically doesn't take any action in the ghost paintings. He is now and he will be two people in the future. In the future, he will not let any ghost go. He can eat..."

Chichi~!

The phone was suddenly hung up. Jiang Jie was slightly stunned and confused, but soon the call was dialed again.

"Sorry, something happened just now. Where did we just talk?" the cold voice asked lightly.

Although Jiang Jie was a little confused, she also knew that there was a time error in communicating between her future self and her present self. One minute in the past could be more than ten days in the future.

Time is uncertain.

Jiang Jie had no doubts and repeated what she just said.

"Well, I understand. Next, you just do as I say. Trust me, it will be very interesting."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jiang Jie felt that her future self had emotions at this moment. This emotion seemed to be something called sarcasm.

Jiang Jie shook her head. She must have felt wrong. How could she harm herself in the future?

……

……

"Zhile, did you get any useful information?"

At the door of the building shrouded in darkness, Yu Zhile stood under the street lamp, looking at this strange building.

The building is dark, the windows are blurry, and occasionally people flicker past.

At this moment, inside the gate of the building, there was a little boy who was naked, with black eyes and black eyes. He looked like he was about twelve or thirteen years old, squatting in front of a corpse, chewing and swallowing.

The red blood was still steaming, and the body twitched occasionally, as if it was not completely dead.

"No, when I invaded, the ghost disappeared directly. Although I took over the subsequent conversation, I don't know what the specific situation was."

"Just knowing she was going to open a casket."

Yu Zhile felt a little unhappy. Not many people knew that he had entered the ghost painting, and he was not an intruder. But just like this, after entering the ghost painting, someone wanted to plot against him.

He is not Conan. Wherever he goes, there will be incidents.

"The liar can't deceive that woman?" He Yin'er asked.

Yu Zhile sighed, "I tried it, but there was no result."

Recalling the time when he used his ghostly deception ability to trick Jiang Jie into telling her the truth before leaving, he felt a little creepy even now.

This was the first time he saw someone who turned into a ghost directly after being deceived.

"It's a hidden danger." He Yin'er said solemnly.

Now they have not yet mastered the Starving Ghosts and Ghost Paintings, and their strength has never reached the level of the old people of the Republic of China.

"It's okay, her scheme is of no use to me." Yu Zhile was very confident.

Even if he couldn't use the Ghost Bride's ability to summon ghosts here, he wouldn't be afraid of the ghosts here. As long as the ghosts he encountered didn't have Restart, he wouldn't die.

If he encounters someone he can't defeat, he will hide directly in the ghost lake. If the evil ghost dares to enter the ghost lake, then I'm sorry, have you ever experienced beating yourself?

No?

Sorry, you can experience it right away.

He is such a scoundrel now.

After controlling ghost paintings and starving ghosts, he will become even more rogue. Except for those top ghost controllers, basically no one can keep him.

"Zhile, let's get started."

The corpse in the building was quickly eaten.

They have to let the Starving Ghost out of this building. Trapped here, the Starving Ghost will never be able to grow to its final form.

Yu Zhile nodded, coldness bursting out, his body became moist, and finally began to drip water.

Gradually, a gloomy lake formed on the ground. This lake began to spread towards the building. It penetrated the darkness, flowed through the gaps, and entered the building.

The moment Ghost Lake entered the building, the hungry ghost who was still in the growing stage suddenly stopped thinking about going upstairs, and instead turned around and walked towards this strange lake. Soon, the starving ghost stepped on the lake water, and then its entire body sank into the lake water.

As the starving ghost sank into the lake, the strange lake quickly began to shrink.

"It's done."

Looking at the lake water retreating from the building, Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief. The ghost lake was still very strange. Even this building could not contain the ghost lake.

The ghost lake shrank, but Yu Zhile did not let the ghost lake return to his body. Instead, he let the ghost lake spread toward the distance, and finally released the starving ghost.

In reality, a starving ghost will grow very quickly, but he will be beaten to death. Zhao Kaiming can raise him, but he cannot. This is the gap.

The living people in the ghost paintings can no longer be regarded as living people, because they are destined to die and no one can save them.

"All we have to do is wait." Yu Zhile turned around and planned to leave.

But suddenly, Yu Zhile stopped and turned around to look at the door of the building.

"grass!"

Without any hesitation, he forced Guixi away, turned around and ran away.

Squeak~!

The door of the building suddenly opened, and an endless darkness poured out from inside and invaded the surroundings.

Strange figures walked out of it one by one and walked in the direction of Yu Zhile.

At this moment, outside the building before, Jiang Jie, holding a black oil lamp, pulled the lid of a black coffin and quickly moved away from the haze.

In the haze, among the open black coffins, a faceless woman with black hair and wearing a blue shroud sat in it.

A terrifying coldness emanated from the woman.

The haze is getting worse, but it has never reached the level where ghosts can form.

But even so, the surrounding building floors are rapidly aging and becoming obsolete.

I don't know how much time passed, but this strange woman suddenly moved. She actually stood up from the coffin and walked out of the coffin.

The haze started to move at this moment, moving rapidly in one direction.

And that direction happens to be the direction where Yu Zhile is!

But in an extremely strange place, a man holding a paintbrush stood stiffly in front of a painting.

This is a realistic oil painting, and the content on the painting is extremely strange.

It is a street with darkness on both sides and haze on the other.

In the haze, there is a looming woman wearing a shroud but with no face, and in the darkness, there are countless blurry figures.

This is not the point. The point is that in the middle of the street, there is a young man, a young man wearing a windbreaker.

The young man was wet all over, frowning and looking at the haze on both sides.

The person holding the paintbrush looked at the painting without any movement, but suddenly, he raised the paintbrush and lightly painted a stroke on the oil painting.

This stroke directly transforms the young man in the painting into a human being and a ghost.

The young man who had been painted had a strange appearance.

A woman in a red wedding dress appeared next to the young man, and a woman in a black dress appeared on the young man's back. This woman strangled the young man's neck, and the young man's neck was obviously broken. .

The young man's appearance became pale, his body showed signs of decay, and the skin on his face flew up strangely, as if it was about to fall off at any moment.

The sky was covered with paper dust, and the young man surrounded by darkness and haze looked miserable.

But even so, the person holding the paintbrush still seemed dissatisfied. It picked up the paintbrush and started painting on the oil painting again.

……

"Zhile, we are cursed!" In a street, Yu Zhile was suddenly stopped by He Yin'er.

"Curse? When?" Yu Zhile had some doubts in his eyes.

"It's very early, but the curse has just completely befallen us." He Yin'er said in a heavy tone.

Yu Zhile frowned, "Just now?"

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at both sides of the street. A haze quickly filled one side of the street. In the haze, a faceless woman wearing a blue shroud slowly walked towards this side.

On the other side was a darkness, an extremely dense darkness. In the darkness, there were looming figures flashing, and the patter of footsteps sounded extremely densely from this darkness.

"Zhile, my ghosts can't leave, we are suppressed again." He Yin'er felt something was wrong for the first time. Ghost paintings could originally suppress ghosts, but they could use the ability of deceiving ghosts to activate ghosts.

But now, even with their ability to deceive people, they cannot activate the ghost.

They were suppressed by Guixi twice.

Yu Zhile was a little silent. He looked at the haze and darkness on both sides, "I understand."

It seems that there is no other way but to do it once.

"It seems that we have been targeted by a ghost since we entered the ghost painting."

"A curse type ghost?"

“Don’t know what the medium is.”

Coldness began to burst out of his body, and his skin began to seep. Drops of gloomy lake water fell from his clothes and landed on the ground, gradually forming a puddle.

"Be careful! It's coming!" He Yin'er said suddenly.

The next moment, Yu Zhile's expression changed slightly, his wet skin quickly began to rot, and his clothes began to become old in the blink of an eye.

The rotten skin breeds a strong corpse odor.

Ahem~!

Yu Zhile coughed suddenly, and spit out a pool of dirty blood mixed with rotten flesh.

The internal organs rotted directly into a puddle of mud and accumulated in the abdominal cavity.

He Yin'er appeared, and Yu Zhile could feel that he was attacked by several evil ghosts in an instant, and the evil ghosts in his body were quickly suppressed.

The breath of death enveloped him.

He Yin'er quickly reached out and took Yu Zhile's exposed hand, sharing the supernatural power with him.

"It's difficult to do, you need to hold on for a while." He Yin'er said and took out a snow-white spiritual tablet, which was shrouded in coldness.

He Yin'er turned her head and looked at Yu Zhile, "We won't die."

Yu Zhile showed a smile and straightened up, "There are existences that can kill me, but they will definitely not be ghosts!"

The ghost lake rolled over instantly, and began to spread quickly with him as the center. A pair of pale ghost hands stretched out from the ghost lake, waving and swaying like pale roses.

(End of this chapter)