Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 72 Photos that cannot be cut
"So strong!"

The rotten skin began to recover, and the dead eyes became bright again.

But as Ye Zhen began to recover, an extremely strange scene appeared in Dachang City.

Someone rolled his eyes as he walked, and rot began to appear on his body, and then he fell to the ground with a plop.

People passing by looked at this scene and screamed instantly.

This kind of scene is happening all over Dachang City.

The bus in the distance had already started. Ye Zhen didn't chase it, he just watched quietly.

"Yu Zhile, you are very strong!"

At this moment, Ye Zhen no longer cared about Yu Zhile giving him a false name.

"I recognize you as my friend!" Ye Zhen murmured to himself, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Kaiming looked at the bus going away and sighed in his heart, but he was also glad that he did not participate.

When the bride in her wedding dress appeared, even the ghost behind her was moving strangely.

That bride was terrifying, and when Yu Zhile's whole body became wet, the ghost behind him actually asked him to leave.

Even it was afraid of Yu Zhile at that time. Zhao Kaiming knew what this meant.

He would never get that ghost again.

Zhao Kaiming left with complicated emotions.

The bus went away, and a man holding a newspaper slowly put down the newspaper on the side of the road. He looked at the bus going away, just looking at it.

inside the bus.

Yu Zhile sat in his seat, his expression rarely relaxed.

The ghosts in his body were suppressed, and he no longer had to bear the pain caused by the restless ghosts.

The bus has its own unique experience in suppressing ghosts.

Even the ghost who followed him into the car was suppressed and appeared.

"Well, why is this ghost sitting next to you?" He Yin'er looked at the fierce ghost sitting next to Yu Zhile, his eyes full of solemnity.

She sat by the window, Yu Zhile sat next to her, and Gui sat next to Yu Zhile.

Looking at the fierce ghost whose whole body was blood red, covered with knife wounds, and with seven small holes, He Yin'er felt horrified in her heart.

"You're talking about it, it's normal. Just get used to it." Yu Zhile reached out and patted it on the shoulder. It turned its head stiffly and stared at Yu Zhile with its dead eyes.

Yu Zhile was not afraid at all, but rather disgusted. He frowned, shook the sticky blood on his hand, and shook his head, "Maitai."

Then he wiped his hands on He Yin'er's clothes, "This thing has been with me since the day I became a ghost controller."

"The level of danger is extremely high, and the level of harm is guaranteed to be at S level."

He Yin'er's pupils shrank. She had never thought that such a terrifying ghost had been following Yu Zhile.

Her expression was a little stiff, and when she recalled the previous actions together, she felt horrified that she was still alive after being with such a ghost.

"Don't worry, it's not interested in you, it only wants me."

Yu Zhile looked at the number of passengers and said, "Three."

This means there are two ghosts in the bus at the moment.

Yu Zhile took a look at the carriage. It was very empty and there were not many people there. There were only six of them including them.

Six people, two of them ghosts.

It was easy to identify. The person next to me was a ghost, and the person two rows back, wearing a shroud with his head lowered, was also a ghost.

As for the other two, they are no longer ghosts.

The two people huddled in the last row, looking at everything in the car in horror.

Especially when they saw the ghost next to Yu Zhile, their expressions became even more frightened.

He Yin'er wanted to stay away from Yu Zhile, but after thinking about it, she gave up the idea. She took out small boxes and pockets from her pockets, then opened the gold bag at her feet and started to pack the ghosts separately.The hurried processing before, Li Gui put them together directly.

This is fine in the short term, but if time passes, the ghost inside will passively form a new evil ghost.

It will be troublesome then.

Fortunately, the bus can suppress the ghost and prevent it from reviving.

But when He Yin'er opened the gold bag, the number representing the number of passengers jumped sharply.

It jumped directly from the previous three to nineteen.

"Fourteen ghosts, tsk tsk. Although most of them are the limbs of powerful ghosts, they are still ghosts. This time I made a profit." A smile appeared on Yu Zhile's lips.

Sure enough, danger often represents opportunity.

Fourteen ghosts, converted into RMB, he has freedom of wealth, luxury cars, and beautiful women as much as he wants.

"I used to think that getting rich overnight was fake, but now it seems to be quite reasonable." He Yin'er carefully imprisoned each of the fierce ghosts separately.

Every time a gold box or bag is put into it, the number on the brand decreases by one or two.

"The ghost in Huang Lin's body will be controlled by you if you find a chance."

"The two ghosts restrained me very well. This will allow you to survive in my hands for a while longer, and maybe even make a comeback." Yu Zhile leaned on the chair and said extremely calmly.

He Yin'er's hand froze slightly, but she quickly nodded, "Yes."

If you clarify, maybe it will be much easier for the two of you to get along.

"When I want to kill you in the future, I will tell you." Yu Zhile said.

Hearing this, He Yin'er's mouth twitched slightly, "Then I really have to thank you."

"No, this is what I should do." Yu Zhile smiled and looked at the roof of the car, "No one can't be killed, no one can't be killed, even me, I will kill if necessary."

"Madman." He Yin'er muttered, and then the carriage fell into silence.

The two of them didn't speak anymore, but sat quietly in the car.

Dajing City, headquarters.

The meeting room was extremely quiet.

Cao Yanhua was sitting on the passenger seat, looking blankly at the files and several photos in his hands.

The chief of staff was the head of the headquarters. He had a sullen face and said nothing.

Next to the minister, there was a young man with glasses sitting. He looked at the file in his hand with a look of surprise in his eyes.

As time passed, the surprise in the young man's eyes turned into intense interest, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Compared with the young man, the rest of the people looked at the table without squinting, for fear of attracting someone's attention.

"Fang Shiming hasn't come yet?" The minister looked at the time and then turned his attention to a man who was sitting on pins and needles.

"Already on the way here..." Jiang Shangbai lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at the minister.

This time, their circle of friends did something wrong, which made him feel guilty.

"Then we'll wait for him." The minister said expressionlessly.

Jiang Shangbai swallowed and did not dare to speak.

At this moment, in the circle of friends, Fang Shiming, with an ugly face, took a pair of rusty scissors and cut out a photo with all his strength.

But no matter what, he couldn't harm the photo with scissors, and he couldn't even get close to it.

"No...impossible, why can't the ghost scissors cut it!" Fang Shiming couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

This seemed impossible to him. This was just a smooth photo. How could it resist the ghost scissors?
Something must be wrong, it must be!

Fang Shiming looked at the young man in the photo with a ferocious expression, seeming to get angrier as he looked at it. He threw down the ghost scissors, crumpled the photo into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

The group of photos fell to the ground, accompanying several photos that were crumpled into balls.

(End of this chapter)