Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 229 The Beginning of the Story

In fact, the story was wrong from the beginning.

Grandpa is real, grandma is real, but becoming a ghost master in the hospital is fake.

It was true that grandpa was called Yu Qianliu, it was true that he gave him two letters, and it was true that he died at the beginning, but there was one thing wrong. His grandma was still alive and lived with them from beginning to end.

My grandma’s name is Li Zhiwei. She is from Daxia City. Her natal family is in Daxia City. She was a ghost controller during the Republic of China and was given the codename Jiu Meng Cat Demon.

The ghost dream controlled by Yang Xiao and the nightmare of S-class supernatural events abroad are the puzzle pieces that Grandma put together after she felt that she didn't have much time.

There is no Huai Village. From beginning to end, there is only the village where his grandparents and he have lived together since childhood.

In a sense, that place is no different from Huai Village.

It was only after he came out alive that he discovered that he had become a ghost master.

He guessed it right, it was that ghost, the terrifying ghost in the hospital in his dream.

Code name: Wujun.

A desolate cemetery is filled with countless unresurrected ghosts. Thick fog shrouds the place, making it difficult for people to see the road ahead. Grave soil can be seen everywhere on the ground, covering up those forgotten graves. The atmosphere here is ferocious and terrifying. It's chilling.

A bloody rain poured down from the blue-gray sky, and the red raindrops fell on the cemetery, exuding a strong smell of blood, accompanied by the sound of rain, crying, and whimpering, echoing in the air, as if The cries of those who had just been buried.

This rain is not like ordinary rain. The red color makes people feel unusual. The souls covered under the graves are triggered by the blood dropped by the rain and start to make low sounds. Both ears were filled with an unbearable noise.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and this land of monsters is getting weirder and weirder. Darkness covers every corner, making it impossible for people to find any way out. Wandering here is like a cursed poor person, destined to wander in the darkness for the rest of his life. .

In the bloody rain, every crooked tombstone exudes a mysterious and strange atmosphere. There seems to be souls floating in the cemetery, whispering softly, as if they are telling something.

The darkness flickered, and a young man who was all wet stood in the bloody rain. The young man looked up at the darkness ahead.

The grave soil formed a ravine, and countless ghosts were randomly buried in the grave soil.

The young man was shrouded in coldness. The pale young man had blood slowly oozing from his seven orifices.

The young man tugged at the corner of his mouth and reached out to wipe the blood from his eyes, but found that he couldn't stop it, so he gave it up.

In the darkness ahead, a hunched old man was clutched by the ankles by several burning bone hands.

"Ahem~!"

The old man covered his mouth with his hand to stop his coughing. He moved his feet slightly, and the bone hand holding his ankle disappeared in an instant.

"You win." The old man tried to straighten his back, but failed to do so after trying several times. It was as if there was a heavy mountain on his back, weighing the old man down and unable to get up.

The young man grinned and said, "It seems that my limit is just a little higher than yours."

As the young man finished speaking, the world took on a new look at this moment.

The blood rain disappeared, the darkness disappeared, and the sky actually revealed a golden light at this moment.

Yu Zhile looked up and saw that the sky had opened up, and the thick dark clouds were tinged with red clouds at this moment.

At this moment, the old man could finally straighten his back. He looked up at this scene with hope in his eyes.

This is a good sign.

This is similar to the meaning of auspicious snow heralding a good harvest, or even better. It can be called the dawn, the light before dawn, which is the most worth looking forward to.

Yu Zhile turned his head and looked at the old man, without saying anything, turned around and walked towards a vague person.

"I won't fight you. It's pointless. My memory is clear now. I also know the cause and effect. I have no regrets."

"Before, wanting to live was just an obsession and unwillingness, but now it's gone, everything that needs to be done has been done."

"The things I almost regretted before also stopped me. I have no idea at all."

Yu Zhile walked towards the blurry figure.

"Everything will be fine." The vague figure nodded, and a terrifying coldness spread from his body, directly covering Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile stopped, raised his hands slightly, looked at his hands that were melting rapidly, and showed a relieved smile.

"Take good care of your sister and mother..." Yu Zhile left his last words to his real self.

The blurry figure was silent for a while and nodded. At this moment, Yu Zhile's figure completely turned into a pool of blood-red blood. The blood fell into the ground and quickly disappeared.

The blurry figure slightly raised his head and looked at Zhang Dong in the distance. He did not speak, but raised his hand casually. Suddenly, he and Zhang Dong's figures disappeared, and then, this period of independent time quickly returned to its original position. .

"It's complete..." Yu Zhile stood on a street and looked at the busy crowd, his eyes slightly lowered.

"When are you going to the battlefield?" A white-haired young man quietly appeared next to Yu Zhile.

The white-haired young man held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the vehicles driving on the street and the pedestrians coming and going. The smoke was floating up. The young man was tall and handsome.

"Wait a moment, the logic is being established, and the unification of all selves has just been completed. It is not appropriate for me to confront those source ghosts now." Yu Zhile thought for a while and said.

"Okay, we can support you until you come over." The young man nodded and said.

"By the way, what should we do with this time now?" The young man looked at Yu Zhile, "Restart? Let this time return to its previous appearance? Or just restore the timeline, let the things that should exist exist, and erase the things that should not exist? remove."

There is no branch line in time, this time is the mainstream.

The end of time in this world has already been determined. This is what they discovered a long time ago.

No matter how many times time is restarted, the world will come to an end on that day.

Think of it as the end of the story. The ending is already determined. No matter how long the story is, it will come to an end.

"Restart, my story has been conceived, and the world should return to what it was before."

"After all, we are not the saviors chosen by this time." Yu Zhile chose to restart this time.

The young man thought about it and said, "Yang Jian is still okay, but compared to us, the saviors bred by our branch plots are actually much better than the saviors bred by his main plot."

"Although our abilities are similar now and our strength has reached the level of the source, there are still fundamental differences."

"There is no difference. Yang Jian has long been separated from time. In essence, he is not Yang Jian, but Yang Jian."

Yu Zhile stretched and said, "You can restart it. I'll find a place to sleep. I've eaten a little too much and I need to digest those memories."

He ate his past self, his future self, and his branch self. There were too many repeated memories. He had to sort them out, otherwise confusion would easily occur. He might die if he faced those source ghosts.

"Okay, try to hurry up. This battle is the last, we have to hurry up." The young man did not refuse. Although the battlefield was very tragic, there was still some time.

"By the way, Ye Zhen and Yang Jian went out for a trip and brought [Tai Shang] back when they came back." The young man said suddenly.

Yu Zhile blinked slightly, a little surprised, "They actually dared to imprison [Tai Shang]? And brought him back?"

"No loss?" Yu Zhile asked.

"How is that possible?" The young man smiled and shook his head, "Ye Zhen forgot something. Yang Jian lost one of his ghost eyes, but it was just a fake eye and was of no use. He recovered after eating a few ghosts."

"The question now is, who will eat it?" Yu Zhile touched his chin, "Let Ye Zhen eat like this?"

The white-haired young man shook his head, "It's not suitable. His path is not suitable for [Tai Shang]."

"What about Jiang Ru?"

The white-haired young man thought for a while and nodded, "It's quite appropriate."

"Then it's settled, [Tai Shang] let Jiang Ru eat."

A powerful ghost with wisdom that had long been the source was assigned to Jiang Ru by the two of them.

"I'll restart time first. You try to be as fast as possible. The longer you stay in reality, the greater the chance that those sources will return to time. It will be very laborious for us to drive those existences out of time." The white-haired young man waved his hand, and people on the surrounding streets The person stops instantly at this moment.

The moving vehicles were stuck in place, and the whole world stopped at this moment.

The white-haired young man looked at the stopped world and waved his palms again. The next moment, the cars and people on the street began to back up.

Time begins to go back, and a strange and bizarre scene appears.

The milk tea that was drunk was spit out, the words that were spoken were taken back, and the saliva that was spit out flew up from the ground and returned to people's mouths.

Everything starts to go backwards and the dead start to come back to life.

Yu Zhile looked at all this without saying a word, turned around and left here minding his own business.

Everything returns to the beginning of the story today, and the world becomes normal at this moment.

All the people who should not exist disappear, and everything develops according to the original story.

Where does the story of this world begin?

At this moment, a high school student lying on the bed was scrolling through his mobile phone.

The story begins here, and the future ends because of this person.

Dajiang City, No. 3 High School.

The sunlight slipped into the classroom through the window. The classroom was peaceful. The teacher in the lecture hall was teaching knowledge seriously. The sunlight shining in through the window shone on the face of a young man.

He leaned on the desk, closed his eyes, blinked slightly, and fell asleep with steady breathing.

A ray of sunshine crossed his eyebrows, gently outlining his straight nose and perfect chin. His face was handsome, and a gentle aura exuded between the contours of his eyebrows.

The warm, not too hot sunlight made his cyan school uniform shine. His body is slender and muscular, giving people the impression that he can jump at any time.

Although he was sleeping, his body still maintained a graceful posture, which was very ergonomic.

Now he doesn't look like an ordinary high school student at all, but a young man with a unique temperament.

The students around him were listening carefully and did not notice his presence. From time to time, the teacher's voice could be heard in the classroom, but he fell asleep safely.

The sunlight gradually moved, and the shadows on the face also changed. Finally, with a stern voice that was gentle and helpless, this peaceful and beautiful scene shattered.

"Yu Zhile!"

The teacher in the lecture hall did not know when he had appeared in front of the young man's desk. The classroom was very quiet, and all the students involuntarily looked at the young man whom the teacher called Yu Zhile.

I don’t know if the teacher’s voice was too low, but the sleeping young man didn’t make any movement, so he probably didn’t hear it.

The female classmate sitting next to him pushed Yu Zhile.

The young man's eyes trembled, his brows wrinkled subconsciously, and his long eyebrows trembled slightly.

Watching this scene, the female classmate couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in her heart, as if her actions had made this originally carefree young man a little more sad.

When the teacher saw this scene, he couldn't bear it. He couldn't help but feel soft and didn't want to disturb his dream.

But this is in class!
Dong dong dong~!

"Yu Zhile!" The teacher's voice became louder.

The teacher's cold and stern voice echoed throughout the classroom.

The sleeping young man suddenly woke up and looked around blankly.

"Stand here for a while and sit down when you're not sleepy anymore."

The teacher hit Yu Zhile on the head with the textbook and said, her eyes filled with helplessness.

After the initial confusion, Yu Zhile has regained consciousness.

Yu Zhile didn't say anything. He stood up obediently.

Seeing Yu Zhile standing up, the teacher didn't say anything, stepped on high heels, walked to the podium again, and continued to talk about the knowledge points that he had not finished before.

"Yu Zhile, did you stay up late tonight?"

The girl next to her pulled Yu Zhile's school uniform and whispered.

Yu Zhile looked back at the girl and shook his head slightly, "No, I was just bored in class and then got sleepy."

"Uh..." The girl was speechless, and at the same time she felt a little helpless and envious. Is this the value of being number one in the class?
She was the best at sleeping in class every day, and the teacher only saw her. If the head teacher hadn't been too strict, she might have been like the teachers in other subjects, and even cared about whether Yu Zhile slept comfortably.

"How did you do it? You didn't listen to the lectures every day, but you came first in every exam. To be honest, are you cheating?" the girl asked in a low voice, her tone full of inquiry.

"This is probably talent." Yu Zhile shrugged and said helplessly.

emm,……

There is no way to talk about this.

"Yu Zhile, come up and talk about the key points. The teacher has something to do." At this time, the teacher in the lecture hall immediately turned his attention to Yu Zhile after answering a phone call.

Yu Zhile nodded without any surprise, as if this kind of thing had happened many times.

He walked up to the podium without picking up a book. The handsome teacher looked at Yu Zhile apologetically, "Teacher, I have something to do. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yu Zhile smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I'm free anyway."

The teacher was a little helpless. This student can be regarded as a freak. He can learn whatever he learns and knows what he sees. There is nothing he can't do. This may be a bit big, but the fact is that they can, he can, and they can't. Yes, the other party will do it.

"Okay, teacher, go ahead and get busy. If you have any questions, call the teacher." The teacher said.

Yu Zhile nodded, "Okay."

The teacher didn't say anything, picked up the bag and left quickly.

Yu Zhile picked up the book and looked at it briefly. After looking at the time, he knew where the teacher had reached. He put down the book, looked at the students below, and sighed helplessly, "Let's start then. Let's talk early." Finished, let’s go have dinner early.”

(End of this chapter)