Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 65 A Smooth Transaction

There are three doors in the corridor, one is completely sealed with gold, one is a copper door, and the other is a wooden door.

The corridor is damp and slightly slippery to walk on.

Yu Zhile stretched out his hand and knocked on the wall. It was solid and with a little force, a little golden color was revealed inside.

"Gold? What's inside?" He Yin'er's pupils shrank slightly.

There is nothing that can be sealed with gold except supernatural powers.

"What's inside?" Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly, "Believe it or not, as long as we open this door, we will die here instantly."

Withdrawing his hand, Yu Zhile came to the second door.

This door has no lock, but there is a keyhole, but it was filled with copper juice.

"Is there...a ghost inside?" He Yin'er leaned to the side of the corridor. Yu Zhile was not joking about what he said before.

No kidding, the thing inside is most likely a terrifying ghost.

Yu Zhile has no precedent for joking.

"Who knows?"

Yu Zhile replied, and then continued to look at the bronze door. It was easy to get in, but there was no rush.

He turned around and walked to the third door, opening it without hesitation.

"You stay outside." Yu Zhile looked back at He Yin'er, then leaned against the wall and walked in.

The room inside is not big, and there is only one mirror standing in the middle of the room.

A piece of black cloth fell in front of the mirror.

Yu Zhile glanced at the floor of the room, and there were some messy footprints on it.

It should be left by those workers.

"Ghost mirror, a good thing that can resurrect the dead."

Yu Zhile squinted his eyes slightly, touched his chin, and was thinking about one thing, should he take away this mirror?

Taking away the ghost mirror, Zhang Wei cannot be resurrected, and Yang Jian cannot let the headless ghost shadow die.

The plot will be ruined and Yang Jian may die.

Suddenly, Yu Zhile slapped himself, "Damn it, it's none of my business whether Yang Jian dies or not. I'm actually wondering whether to give way to the protagonist."

"You idiot, you bastard, you actually believe that someone else is the protagonist."

Yu Zhile cursed himself angrily, and then walked to the ghost mirror without hesitation, his chest suddenly opened, and the human skin mask was exposed.

A red thread with the word "生" written on it stretched out from the facial makeup and wrapped directly around the ghost mirror, pulling the ghost mirror into the facial makeup.

I am becoming more and more proficient in using Facebook, but the palm prints on Facebook are almost disappearing.

"Does the ghost mirror represent life?"

Yu Zhile recalled the words on the red line. On the face, "生" seemed to be black.

Black also represents ominousness.

The ghost mirror can be resurrected, but the resurrection will release a fierce ghost, which is indeed in line with the meaning of life and ominousness.

"Are you addicted to masochism?" He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile strangely. Yu Zhile's voice was not soft just now.

That slap was very hard.

"It's important to let yourself recognize reality occasionally." Yu Zhile didn't explain anything. He came to the second door and put his hand on the keyhole.

"I'll go in and watch from the outside."

He Yin'er nodded, "Okay."

The next moment, Yu Zhile disappeared. He Yin'er looked at the disappeared Yu Zhile with a strange color in his eyes. Is this what Gui Xie used?

What a luxury.

I used it for traveling before, but now I use it for walking in. Has the price of this ghost dropped?
He Yin'er leaned against the wall, thinking, how about controlling a ghost?

inside the room.

It was full of dust, without any light, and the ghost eyes opened slightly.

The darkness receded, and Yu Zhile could clearly see the scene in the room.

This should be a study room, with a desk and a red cupboard, also without windows.

From the moment he could see the room clearly, Yu Zhile's eyes were focused on the red cupboard.There is a notebook on the cupboard. It is very old and has turned yellow.

Yu Zhile walked over, picked up his notebook and flipped through it.
When I opened the notebook, I was greeted by a musty smell, but strangely, the notebook was intact, just yellowed.

There was nothing recorded in the notebook, only a little trace of handwriting.

Looking at the marks on the notebook, Yu Zhile stroked it and murmured to himself, "You will gain everything and lose everything..."

"interesting."

Putting the notebook back to its original position, Yu Zhile took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket.

He looked at the red cabinet, his eyes twinkling slightly, "I hope you can answer my question."

He only asked two questions, so he only prepared two ghosts.

After a while, Yu Zhile put the paper with the questions on the cabinet platform.

As soon as the paper was placed, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from inside and grabbed the paper.

Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly. Although he was prepared, he was still startled.

After all, the ghost closet is really scary.

One can imagine how terrifying a conceptual ghost can be.

In the darkness, Yu Zhile's scarlet ghost eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly, the note was handed out by a hand.

The paper had become wrinkled, and Yu Zhile picked up the paper.

"Give me a ghost."

On the paper, there is an extra line of crooked words, just like a child's graffiti.

Looking at the content on the paper, Yu Zhile showed a smile, which was pretty much what he thought.

The questions he asked were indeed worth a ghost.

Putting the paper on the cupboard, Yu Zhile picked up the gold bag, took Ye Jun's body out of it, and threw it on the ground.

The corpse exuded a strong rotten smell, and the smell of the corpse soon filled the small room.

When the body comes into contact with the air, it begins to change.

Yu Zhile took a few steps back knowingly.

The room began to become colder, and Ye Jun's rotting corpse slowly began to heal. Suddenly, the arm of the corpse on the ground moved.

Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes, and Li Gui began to revive.

But at this moment, the originally peaceful red cupboard suddenly began to leak red liquid.

A faint smell of blood appeared. It was not strong, but it suppressed the smell of corpses in the room.

The red liquid seeped out quickly, and the liquid quickly spread around the corpse.

In the blink of an eye, the body was soaked in blood.

As the body was touched by the liquid, strange things happened.

The body actually started to sink. No, it wasn't sinking, it was falling into the water.

In just a moment, a ghost that was about to revive disappeared in front of Yu Zhile's eyes.

And as the body disappeared, the crumpled note was once again grabbed by the outstretched little hand.

This time it was quick, and the note was handed out again in less than a minute.

The red liquid also disappeared during this period.

"Weird stuff..."

Yu Zhile muttered and picked up the note. When he saw the content on the note clearly, Yu Zhile's pupils shrank, and there was an expression in his eyes that said, "I knew it was like this."

Looking at the last paragraph on the note, Yu Zhile felt that he had come to the right place today.

"Let me live in your Facebook."

This is the request made by the ghost closet.

A very excessive request, but for Yu Zhile it was an extremely good request.

It was so interesting.

Yu Zhile crushed the note and narrowed his scarlet ghost eyes slightly.

(End of this chapter)