Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 54 The Sudden Recovery

The darkness brought uncertainty, especially after seeing the man who was clearly a ghost, except for Ye Zhen, the other two people became solemn.

Apart from Ye Zhen, no one would be afraid of a ghost with unknown killing patterns.

Zhou Zheng looked at the ghost, his bloodshot eyes full of violence. Ghosts were the most disgusting existence in his life.

There is a ghost in his belly, and this ghost is also the origin of his code name.

Ghost Infant Zhou Zheng, the person in charge of Dachang City.

"I'll go first." Zhou Zheng glanced at Fang Shiming, said nothing, and rushed towards the ghost walking towards them with a strong step, holding his big belly.

Zhou Zheng's speed is very fast, almost all ghost controllers can do it, and becoming a ghost controller is already inhuman.

In just the blink of an eye, Zhou Zheng was in front of the man.

The pungent and unpleasant corpse odor emanated from the body of the evil ghost in front of him.

Zhou Zheng wrinkled his nose slightly, and then his expression became fierce. His bulging belly suddenly began to squirm, and the outline of a child's face emerged, as if it was about to burst out of his body through his belly.

Zhou Zheng's expression turned cold. Every time he used the ghost's ability, the ghost would move like this. Before, it was eating its internal organs, but now it seemed to be planning to come out.

After eating all the food in his stomach, he planned to abandon his cheap father?
But there is no such good plan.

Coldness radiated from Zhou Zheng's body, and he grabbed the ghost in front of him without hesitation.

The supernatural beings belonging to the ghost babies moved toward the fierce ghosts to suppress them.

It seemed to have worked. The moment Zhou Zheng grabbed Li Gui's shoulder, its body stopped.

Looking at the motionless Li Gui with a lifeless expression, Zhou Zheng was slightly startled, "Is this suppressing it?"

He looked around and quickly put away his luck. The darkness around him had not been reduced at all, and the source had not been completely restricted.

Fang Shiming looked at the suppressed Li Gui with some surprise in his eyes, and his eyes on Zhou Zheng couldn't help but change.

According to the files, this Interpol policeman named Zhou Zheng just controlled a ghost.

But now, he actually restricted the ghost's movements.

Although it was not completely suppressed, it at least limited the source.

Once the source is restricted, the next thing will be much easier to handle.

Fang Shiming let out a breath and had to take action, and the sooner the better. The sooner he suppressed it, the less effort he would have to expend.

Next, I have to have a show with Ye Zhen.

Thinking about it, Fang Shiming's body suddenly disappeared, and a strange wind blew in the tunnel, blowing towards the fierce ghost.

"what!"

The moment Fang Shiming disappeared, Zhou Zheng suddenly let out a scream.

In front of him, Zhou Zheng's hands were lightly grabbed by the fierce ghost.

Kacha~!

With just a slight pull, Zhou Zheng's arms twisted strangely, and the bone fragments protruded, bringing out a large amount of black blood.

Zhou Zheng's face was gloomy, his expression full of pain.

The weird little face that was originally protruding from his belly suddenly came back.

The situation reversed in an instant, Zhou Zheng's face began to turn gray, and he was almost dying.

Ye Zhen's eyes flickered and he licked his lips, feeling a little moved, but suddenly, he frowned and looked around.

At some point, there was a rustling sound all around, followed by a terrifying scene.

People with their bodies rotting everywhere, and some with their eyes and intestines hung up, gathered around here.

Ye Zhen turned his head and looked in other directions, the same was true.

"Ghost slave?" Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous look in his eyes.

"waste."

In the darkness, Fang Shiming's voice suddenly sounded, and then the fierce ghost who grabbed Zhou Zheng's arms suddenly retracted his hand as if it was burned by fire.

The dark wind blew by, and Zhou Zheng suddenly disappeared.

"Ye Zhen, you can spar with me only if you survive." Fang Shiming's cold voice sounded in the darkness, and then disappeared into the dark wind.

Hearing Fang Shiming's words, Ye Zhen looked around, and then turned his attention to the ghost who retracted his hand and walked towards this side.

The ghost slaves and ghosts surrounded him, and the horrific death scene of the ghost slave was chilling.

But who is Ye Zhen?
"I haven't taken action for a long time, and the world may have forgotten what it means to be truly invincible."

“Ye’s fame is not in vain.”

Ye Zhen looked at the ghost slaves surrounding him calmly, "You dare to do the same thing with your little skills?"

Ye Zhen sneered and took a step forward. The surrounding darkness disappeared instantly, and a dazzling white light appeared from the top of the darkness.

Ye Zhen sat cross-legged on the white light, lowered his head slightly, and put a smile on his lips: "Ye is so strong that outsiders can't understand it."

With one finger, a ghost slave whose body was rotten and almost human-like was instantly transformed into a pool of flesh and blood.

Under the white light, there is no pure land.

"Neuropathy……"

Far away, Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen, who was pretending to be a ghost, his face not very good-looking.

Next to him, Zhou Zheng's expression was a little lifeless, and his twisted hands were slowly repairing themselves.

"Go and look for as many people as you can find who are still alive." Fang Shiming glanced at Zhou Zheng and arranged indifferently.

Zhou Zheng looked at Fang Shiming, was silent for a while, then turned and walked forward, where he saw a rusty high-speed train with many ghost slaves tapping on the windows.

Looking at Zhou Zheng leaving, Fang Shiming's eyes were full of disdain. He thought he was a capable person, but he turned out to be a weakling.

His good mood was in vain.

Looking back at Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen was crushing the ghost slave so hard that he didn't even pay attention to the source ghost.

"Go and see that wild ghost rider."

After all, he is a ghost controller who has controlled two ghosts. Let him join the circle of friends, and the strength of the circle of friends will be at least improved by one level.

In today’s circle of friends, there are not many people who can control two ghosts.

This is why Wang Xiaoming takes care of their circle of friends.

Fang Shiming glanced at Ye Zhen, turned around and walked straight into the darkness.

But in the darkness, dozens of people were terrified as they looked at the dead people who suddenly appeared and surrounded them.

Terror, panic, and so on.

Some people were frightened and peed on the ground, crying and shouting for help.

"Sister...sister..."

The little girl who was holding Yu Zhile tightly looked at a woman whose face was trampled to pieces, whose arm was broken, and whose chest was sunken, with tears all over her face.

Yu Zhile also saw the woman, and he could vaguely recognize it. This was the woman who was looking for his sister before.

She was still very young in her early twenties. He had not seen her when he was counting people before, and he did not expect that she would be trampled to death.

"Ghost slave?"

Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the panicked and panic-stricken crowd around him.

Some people are so afraid that they develop bloody courage, shouting that they will die sooner or later, so they might as well fight these ghosts.

So many people rushed forward and punched and kicked the ghost slave.

The ghost slaves are very fragile, almost one by one. When the first person kicked these ghost things over, he was stunned and thought to himself, why is this thing so fragile?
Almost instantly, everyone saw hope.

But the next moment, more and more ghost slaves appeared, pounced directly on the young people who kicked over their companions, and then started to eat directly.

The miserable howl sounded, echoing in everyone's heart.

Yu Zhile looked at this scene with a calm expression. He looked around and found no source ghost.

The next moment, Yu Zhile's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a pair of shining scarlet eyes appeared in the darkness.

With the appearance of the ghost eyes, the darkness in the distance was immediately dispersed by blood.He saw many ghost slaves, hundreds at least.

Everywhere, all of them.

But no source ghost was found.

The opportunity is coming!

Yu Zhile knew deeply that this was an opportunity. The source ghost was not here, and this was his chance to escape from here.

Ignoring the passengers who were retreating in fear because of the ghost eyes, Yu Zhile ran straight towards the exit of the tunnel.

The little girl on the shoulder hugged his neck tightly, her eyes closed tightly, and she didn't dare to open them.

Within a few steps, Yu Zhile separated from the crowd.

"Follow him! He might have a way to survive!"

Some people saw those ominous blood-red eyes and were startled at first, but when they saw Yu Zhile rushing out of the crowd without hesitation, they immediately realized that this person might know how to get out of here.

In one sentence, at least a dozen people were mobilized to follow Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile didn't look back or stop him, he just let them follow.

In the darkness ahead, the ghost slave seemed to be rushing towards him.

"Go away!"

Yu Zhile's eyes were cold, and a blood thread shot out of his body strangely and inserted directly into the ghost slave's body.

In just the blink of an eye, Yu Zhile felt that he had gained control of a ghost slave.

Without any hesitation, he directly controlled this ghost slave to intercept the other ghost slaves that were coming towards him.

At the same time, a section of his fingers spread out strangely, and the threads twisted forward.

As far as the eye could see, all the ghost slaves were touched by bloody threads in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, more than a dozen ghost slaves changed their camps and began to clear a path for Yu Zhile to intercept the ghost slaves appearing in front.

Yu Zhile looked at the ghost slave in front of him who was knocked down and then manipulated, but he was not relieved in his heart.

The ghost inside the body is restless, and the ghost eyes actually have a tendency to spread out.

This means that the ghost thread has begun to assimilate the ghost eye.

"It's time, I can't hold on for long."

Although I can't figure out why the source is not there, I think it must have encountered some trouble.

I guess support has arrived.

There must not be many people coming in, otherwise the ghost would not leave directly. It is just the ghost's instinct to attack those who trigger the killing pattern first.

In the blood-red world, he saw the railroad tracks. Following the railroad tracks, he would be able to get out in a short time.

The passengers following behind him were pulled far away by him. No ordinary person could outrun the ghost master, especially a ghost master like him whose body had completely transformed into an abnormal one.

Almost all of his body, except his head, are ghosts.

Yu Zhile saw the front and should be almost at the exit.

Hold on a little longer.

The skin began to crack and spin, and red threads flew out of his cheeks. As the number of ghost slaves under his control exceeded one hundred, his body began to change, and the ghosts immediately began to revive.

He had no choice but to take back half of the control and keep the number below fifty, but even this could not delay the recovery, it just made it slower.

The supernatural is used all the time.

Looking at the ghost slaves in front of him, Yu Zhile looked a little ugly. How many people had been killed? How could there be so many?
Could it be that all the passengers on the high-speed train were exterminated?

But if it's extinct, why didn't that ghost attack before...

and many more……

Yu Zhile looked sharply at the strange figure that had been following him not far away, and suddenly he seemed to realize something.

"So it is!"

Yu Zhile's expression changed, but suddenly, a pair of hands appeared behind him and grabbed his leg.

He staggered, and the owner of the hands fell to the ground.

"Everyone, run, I've got him!"

"Damn, I was an athlete after all, and I almost didn't beat you!"

A man spat out, not paying attention to the injuries caused by the fall just now. He shuddered when he saw this man was neither human nor ghost.

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran forward. The little girl who was thrown from his shoulders covered her nose and lay on the ground in grievance.

But the next moment, "Get out of here!"

Immediately afterwards, a strong kick appeared on the little girl's waist, sending the little girl flying out.

The little girl didn't say a word. She didn't make a sound from the moment she was kicked until she landed on the ground, which shows how tough she is.

Yu Zhile looked at the figures running away from him one by one with cold eyes.

He wanted to get up, but his arms were scattered into a pool of blood-red threads.

Yu Zhile's face turned extremely ugly when he saw this scene.

Li Gui began to recover.

"Unexpectedly, I actually came back to life because of a vicious ghost who killed an ordinary person."

Yu Zhile sat up with difficulty, looking at the arms that had turned into threads and squirming on the ground, his expression was uncertain.

His feet also began to disintegrate, and in just a moment, he lost the feeling in his feet and left hand.

One of the ghost eyes suddenly exploded, and blood-red threads crawled out of the eye sockets and gathered in front of Yu Zhile.

The dense threads squirmed and gradually began to gather. Slowly, these threads began to form a bloody humanoid outline.

A bloody aura suddenly appeared, emanating from the human silhouette.

The red thread controlling the ghost slaves was withdrawn, but those ghost slaves no longer stared at Yu Zhile, but chased those in front.

Yu Zhile looked at the ghost slaves who abandoned him like worn-out shoes with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

The only remaining ghost eye is swaying unsteadily and has a tendency to scatter at any time. It is trying its best to resist the assimilation of the ghost thread.

The outline of the human figure in front of him became more and more perfect, and a scarlet ghost eye appeared on the blurred facial features.

More and more red threads passed by, and Yu Zhile could feel that his body was quickly losing consciousness.

His vision gradually began to become blurred, and his willpower was also weakened.

"I didn't fight the Source Ghost, but because I used supernatural powers and was knocked down by ordinary people, I revived as a ghost."

"The recovery time is much shorter than I thought."

"It turns out that I can revive after just using it once..."

A wry smile appeared on Yu Zhile's lips. The ghost on his body was very strange. He could hardly predict the approximate time when the ghost would revive.

I thought that if I could survive a few more times, I would be able to withstand at least one ghost attack.

But now let's see...

He was thinking too much.

The coldness around him dropped rapidly, and half of Yu Zhile's face was already scattered. He looked more and more terrifying, more and more weird, and more and more like a person's bloody thread.

There was a bit of confusion in his slightly dim eyes.

The blood drawn out was already close to his chest, and in a short while at most, he would have to become part of this ghost.

Yu Zhile looked at the ghost and suddenly smiled. A piece of blood-red human skin suddenly rolled out from the clothes on his chest, as well as a small gold bag.

The bloody human skin fell to the ground and slowly opened.

Yu Zhile fell to the ground slumped and murmured to himself, "I promise to go out alive and give you ten ghosts, and find the seven straw nails you want."

One person murmured, but no one responded, as if this was just nonsense from a dying man.

(End of this chapter)