Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 43 The People Who Appeared
This is an unusually beautiful face.

Perfect eyebrows, perfect face, tender red lips, so beautiful.

The woman's expression was peaceful and her face was rosy, giving the impression that she had just fallen asleep and would wake up the next second.

Her appearance is impeccable, and everything about her is perfect.

But the combination of these perfect beings gave Yu Zhile a creepy feeling.

He stared hard at the female corpse in front of him. The waist and lower body were covered with rotten flesh.

Only the upper body was still intact.

The female corpse was wearing pajamas, which had long been dyed black by the soil.

But the face of the female corpse was very clean.

The neck below is all white.

This face, Yu Zhile was sure, was that of a ghost painting, no, it was the face of a ghost bride.

"A pair of embroidered shoes alone can't do this. There must be something else."

There were more and more black hair in the pool, and mist gradually appeared around the pool.

Yu Zhile knew that time was running out and the outcome of the confrontation was about to come.

At the moment, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't care about the fear in his heart of that beautiful and strange face.

He reached out and turned the female corpse over arrogantly, tearing apart the pajamas behind the female corpse and the buttons on the back.

The clothes were torn open, revealing a snow-white back, and an extremely weird picture appeared on the back.

It was a beautiful face composed of red dots and black dots.

There are words on the red and black dots.

Yu Zhile looked at the woman's face painted on the back of a female corpse, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Cover", "guard against husband", "disaster", "robbery", "death", "solitude", "widow", "disaster"

Each red dot is marked with ominous words either above or below.

The black dots are marked with auspicious words above and below them.

"Prosperous husband", "noble", "luck", "lu", "longevity", "good son", "noble husband" and "sheng"

Looking at the words under the red dots and black dots, Yu Zhile swallowed, and an unknown feeling enveloped his heart.

Black and red are opposite, and bad luck is reversed.

There is no way to survive.

Yu Zhile's fingers trembled slightly, blood flowing on his fingertips.

This facial makeup represents ominousness.

The surrounding water mist suddenly became thicker. Yu Zhile glanced sideways at the pool, and his expression suddenly changed.

In the center of the pool, a head slowly emerged from under the black hair.

And it is moving towards the shore.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile didn't hesitate at all. Despite the uncertainty in his heart, the silk threads in his hands gathered and wrapped around his palms, and he reached out and inserted into the back of the female corpse.

A terrifying coldness appeared, and Yu Zhile's face turned pale.

I don't know when a faint red shadow appeared behind him, and the moment the red shadow appeared.

The facial makeup on the back of the female corpse has changed.

The red and black words, representing good and bad luck, quickly disappeared.

In less than a blink of an eye, all the words disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Something is going to happen!
Sure enough, as the words disappeared, Yu Zhile suddenly felt an irresistible suction.

"What the hell!"

Yu Zhile stared at his hand inserted into the back of the female corpse. The bloody thread on his hand rushed towards the face uncontrollably, pouring in from the red dots and black dots.

The ghost thread in his body was quickly withdrawn, and his arm shrank visibly to the naked eye.

He doesn't have much flesh and blood for a long time. The ghost thread is an important material that makes up his body. Once the ghost thread is peeled off or snatched away, he will be left with only a head in an instant.

Feeling the threads constantly pouring out of his body, Yu Zhile's expression changed drastically.

"Fuck, help! If you don't help me, we'll stay here together!"

Yu Zhile roared, something was approaching behind him, and a terrifying coldness was quickly appearing.

The hand that couldn't be pulled away and the ghost that was out of control gave Yu Zhile no chance to step back.

His face looked slightly ferocious, and he was betting that this time it wasn't the ghost's plan, but the ability of this mask.

The arms shrank again, and Yu Zhile's body became thinner.

The red thread was being devoured faster and faster. Just when his arm was about to disappear completely, a blood-red hand suddenly appeared and held down the weird facial makeup on the back of the female corpse.

The next moment, Yu Zhile took a few steps back. He covered his hands with a gloomy expression on his face.

The blood-red hand was covered with black knife edges. As this hand pressed on the face, the female corpse who had closed her eyes suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head in a strange circle, and stared straight at the blood-red knife. big hand.

Yu Zhile's scarlet ghost eyes trembled as he watched this scene. It turned out that this female corpse had always had the ability to kill him.

The big blood-red hands inserted their fingers into the flesh and blood of the female corpse bit by bit. The skin of the female corpse, which originally had snow-white skin, suddenly began to rot. Even the peerless face was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just the blink of an eye, the female body rotted into a pile of rotten flesh.

There was only a piece of facial makeup the size of a picture scroll, held by a big hand.

As the female corpse turned into a puddle of rotten flesh, Yu Zhile could feel that the coldness behind him suddenly disappeared.

"Give me a ghost within a month!"

The blood-colored text appeared strangely. Yu Zhile looked at this sudden text with his eyes downcast.

The moment this text appeared, the big blood-red hand disappeared, but the facial makeup fell in front of Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile hesitated for a while, then reached out to grab it, rolled it up into a circle, and placed it in the gold bag.

This thing might be useful to him.

The head in the pool was not far from the shore, and Yu Zhile ran towards the road he came from.

The darkness gradually deepened. Behind Yu Zhile, a figure with blood red body and dense black knife edges all over his body followed Yu Zhile loomingly.

It always kept a distance from him, always. "Hahaha! It's broken! It's broken! Someone took that mask away!"

"Hahaha!"

Crazy, excited laughter suddenly sounded, and the old blind man's eyes were full of excitement.

A coldness suddenly emanated from the old blind man.

The old blind man, who was old, rotten, wrinkled, and still walking with a hunched back, suddenly straightened up.

The vicissitudes of his face began to look younger visibly, and his skin was no longer wrinkled, reversing the direction of a middle-aged man.

The cloudy eyes quickly faded away, and in less than a blink of an eye, the old blind man turned into a gloomy middle-aged man.

"you you……"

Qian Yi and others looked at the old blind man in horror, their eyes full of disbelief.

The old blind man moved his neck and blinked his eyes that restored his vision, "That old guy Zhang Dong, his good and bad looks have been weighing me down for so many years. If I hadn't been clever enough, I might not have been able to become a ghost slave."

"I have been struggling for so many years and haven't seen any hope at all. Tsk tsk. I didn't expect to see it today."

There was a smile on the middle-aged man's face, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

After living here for so many years and deceiving so many outsiders, no one could get close to the female corpse wearing embroidered shoes. Unexpectedly, this happened before she was deceived.

If you do things intentionally, you will fail; if you do things unintentionally, you will become a shade.

"The world is so unpredictable..." The middle-aged man looked a little sad.

"Are you a human or a ghost!"

Several people stood back, looking at the old blind man who had transformed from an old man into a middle-aged man in an instant, and whose eyes had also recovered, with uneasiness in their eyes.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly, "How can you put such a thing on the table?"

"These little guys are too ignorant."

"But it's okay. I'm a generous person. It just so happens that I haven't completely escaped the status of a ghost slave. In this way, you guys will be my scapegoat. How about helping me, an old blind man?"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at several people with a smile.

Hearing this, the expressions of Qian Yi and others suddenly changed.

Without a trace of hesitation, several people turned around and ran towards the village entrance with all their strength.

The middle-aged man stood there and looked at the few people with a smile. He did not chase them immediately or kill them directly, he just looked at them, his eyes full of narrowness.

At this moment, he has half of the control over this village. Originally, this village was his, but because of the facial makeup, he lost control.

But it was different now. Facebook was suppressed by something unknown, and his suppressed supernatural power began to recover.

Even the supernatural spirits that had been silenced by Zhang Dong began to recover.

The cage seems to be really broken.

"Zhang Dong, Zhang Dong, didn't you plot to kill Zhang Youhong and Meng Xiaodong? As for killing me?"

"Have I not taken action yet?"

"I don't know if I can make it to Chengdu. I am an old city god after all, but I was almost beaten to death by you."

"It's still a bit unreasonable to say it." The middle-aged man murmured to himself. Suddenly he turned his head and looked in one direction, his eyes suddenly becoming solemn.

"The ghost bride's supernatural power?"

"Eh? This ghost?"

"Isn't this ghost imprisoned? When was he released?"

The look in the middle-aged man's eyes became more solemn. The figure whose whole body was blood red, covered with black knife wounds, and had seven small holes made the middle-aged man feel afraid.

"This kid..."

The middle-aged man looked hesitant. He was hesitating whether to kill this kid.

After all, the more ghosts there are in the village, the faster his strength will recover, and the stronger he will be in the future.

One can imagine the firmness of a person who turns himself into a ghost village, and the more ghosts there are in the village, the stronger he becomes.

The middle-aged man quickly made up his mind to kill no one, and it would be best to attract the ghost bride and the other ghost in the kid.

In this way, he might be able to recover faster, and by then, the village's expansion would be smoother.

"It seems that you are determined to kill someone?" Suddenly an old voice sounded, with a pair of scarlet eyes looming.

In the darkness, a figure holding a lantern slowly walked out of the darkness. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "You just have fun when you get something cheap. I don't care about it, but you care about gains and losses. That's it." Very bad.”

The old voice was cold and murderous.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the person clearly, his pupils shrank slightly, "You're not dead yet?"

"No, you are dead, but not completely dead."

"There is something good about letting a ghost inherit your memory."

"Yu Qianliu, do you think you can fight me based on your situation?"

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's lips, "I am immortal in the village, even if my strength has not been restored."

"Even now, I am still a ghost slave."

The old man holding the lantern was a little silent. He looked at the middle-aged man quietly and suddenly laughed, "I can't do it, but someone can."

As he said that, he took out a piece of paper money, a blue paper money.

When the middle-aged man saw this piece of paper money, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

He looked at this old and shameless man, remained silent for a long time and asked, "What do you want? I can let that young man go, and so can the girl who is with him, but not the others."

"That's enough." The old man showed an unnatural smile and nodded.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but looked deeply at the old man, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The old man turned his head and looked in one direction. His blood-red eyes slowly turned dark. He looked into the darkness. He didn't know how far away there was, but there was a young man with a pale face running quickly on the country road.

"Zhile, from today on, grandpa will no longer influence you. You can do things with your own ideas. I'm sorry that you came here unintentionally..." The old man murmured to himself, and the lantern in his hand suddenly flickered. It dimmed.

　From the beginning to the present, the influence of Yu Zhile's grandfather on him has ended. Everything the protagonist has experienced before is what his grandfather is willing to let him experience, and everything he thinks is being affected.

　　From here on, the protagonist will do what he wants. You may not have understood it before. The plot in the village seems unclear. It happened too fast and nothing was explained clearly.

　　This point will be written slowly later, slowly revealing the benefits of Yu Zhile's arrival in this village and why his grandfather influenced him to come to this village.

　　Everything is for a reason, so stay tuned.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)