Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 88 Yu Zhile takes action
The clowns, the twins, and the thing in the painting.

Yu Zhile felt that he might not be able to handle these people.

The short clown in front of him has the means to attack consciousness.

This made Yu Zhile very afraid.

"Aren't you afraid of the headquarters when you come here?"

Yu Zhile leaned against the wall, his expression very calm, and his eyes glanced back and forth at the clown and the twins.

At the same time, one of his eyes opened in the mask and came to the place where the ghost closet lived.

"Afraid, of course, but if the headquarters knows that we are here to find you, it will probably be more determined to kill you."

The clown laughed shrilly, the sound was so sharp that it made Yu Zhile's head feel dizzy.

"Mr. Yu, the headquarters is not friendly to you, why don't you join us? Our place is much more relaxed than the headquarters."

The clown bowed gracefully to Yu Zhile, then reached out to pick up the oil painting and picked it up.

"The headquarters must know that we are here, but they let us in. Mr. Yu already knows what this means."

"You know, they didn't allow us to come in before."

The clown squinted at Yu Zhile and laughed.

That weird clown face looked at Yu Zhile and frowned.

"The current headquarters is really corrupt. In order to get rid of me, they actually let you in." Yu Zhile felt cold.

Even if he kills countless people, he is still a domestic ghost master. The headquarters cannot kill him because his skills are inferior to others, but the headquarters actually allows foreign ghost masters to enter, and the king is the king. Is this headquarters crazy?
Or do you think that with Mr. Qin here, these kings will not dare to cause trouble?

When people in the family fight and fight, do they ask outsiders to solve the problem?
Well done HQ.

"Who allowed you to come in?" Yu Zhile was silent for a while and asked a question.

The clown's eyes turned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he sold their partner directly, "Friends Fang Shiming, he heard that we were coming to find you, and gave us a lot of benefits, and asked us to kill you."

"But you are of great value, and the missionaries think highly of you, so we give you a chance, a chance to join us."

"Don't worry, after you join us, we will declare that you are dead and use supernatural items to fake the fact of your death."

"You don't have to worry about headquarters finding out you joined us."

The clown stared at Yu Zhile and said a series of back-up methods.

"Friends Circle... Fang Shiming..." Yu Zhile's heart became completely cold.

"Mr. Yu, to put it bluntly, you don't seem to have much choice."

The clown smiled a strange and dangerous smile.

As the clown's words appeared, the twins in the distance suddenly disappeared. Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly and he looked around.

A woman leaned on both sides of him at the same time, and the two women turned their eyes and stared at him.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

"What's the matter, do you want to take action?" Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the clown.

"NO, NO, NO, we are just in case. After all, Mr. Yu can kill six ghosts and control two ghosts by himself, and one of them is a ghost controller who has controlled three ghosts. It is a bit unreasonable for us not to be careful. Bar?"

"After all, Mr. Yu is a dangerous person."

The clown laughed, and Yu Zhile's smile became more and more irritating.

Yu Zhile didn't want to talk nonsense, he really wanted to take action, but there might be one or even two aliens in that painting.

"Tell me, who is the person in the painting?"

"This." The clown rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and seemed to think that it didn't matter if he said it. The more the person in front of him knew, the greater the chance of death if he refused.

"No one, just a manor owner, a painter, and a killer..."

The clown smiled dryly, as if he thought of something funny, "Originally they shouldn't have come, but the missionary felt that Mr. Yu was too dangerous, and Mr. Pianist felt the same way, so they came. Do you think they were Do you think too highly of Mr. Yu?"

Three familiar yet unfamiliar code names made Yu Zhile feel a chill in his heart.

Foreign guys are much more cautious than the headquarters.

He really hoped that these kings would despise him. If so, he would not hesitate to take action now, even if he had to fight to revive himself, he would keep the clown and the twins here.

One against three, he will not necessarily die, but against six, he will definitely die.He was able to kill three aliens without dying entirely because of the ghost closet and the ghosts in himself, but he couldn't do six.

The three people in front of him, plus the three people in the painting, all joking aside, if Old Antique doesn't take action, he can walk sideways in the country. As long as he doesn't provoke Ye Zhen and Wang Chaling, there will be no harm.

Abroad and domestic are two different worlds.

"So, I don't have any choice?" Yu Zhile said with some distress.

"It seems that's right." The clown thought for a while and nodded. He really couldn't think of a reason for them to lose.

From the moment he found Yu Zhile, Yu Zhile had no choice.

The clown felt that the headquarters was really interesting. In order to get rid of Yu Zhile, he could actually let them in. This was really interesting.

"Okay, I'll join you, but you don't have to fake my death. You just need to hide the news that I join you."

"I still need to take revenge on the headquarters at home." Yu Zhile said with a sigh.

"Smart choice, then Mr. Yu, just sign this. After all, there is no basis for what you say, and we are afraid that you will turn your back on us."

The clown was very satisfied with Yu Zhile's choice and took out an old piece of parchment.

There was nothing on it, and the clown handed the parchment to Yu Zhile.

"Press a fingerprint on it and you will be one of us."

Yu Zhile looked at this piece of parchment, and the murderous intention in his heart could hardly be contained, but he still suppressed it forcefully.

"it is good."

Yu Zhile did not take the parchment, but directly pressed it on it.

As his fingers touched the parchment, Yu Zhile suddenly felt that there was something more in his consciousness, like a curse, an extremely terrifying curse.

"Very good, very good. Mr. Yu is really knowledgeable." The clown grinned.

"Congratulations, Mr. Yu, for officially becoming a member of the king." The clown looked at the faint fingerprints on the parchment, his eyes narrowed like a slanting moon.

"Mr. Yu, you are the tenth H countryman to join our organization, but you are the strongest one."

The clown carefully put the parchment away.

The two women who were leaning against Yu Zhile slowly left Yu Zhile's side, and then stood behind the clown.

"I shouldn't have any restrictions now, right?" Yu Zhile looked at the clown with squinted eyes.

Among the masks, the ghost cabinet took back the blue-black hand, and at the same time took away a ghost in his mask and a comb, a blood-red comb.

The curse in his consciousness was still there, but it was not him who was cursed, but the ghost closet.

"Of course not. We will reply to the circle of friends and say that we did not find you and the mission failed. Mr. Yu, you can act as you like. We will notify you of any activities we have. You cannot be absent." The clown adjusted his tie elegantly.

"Don't call me Mr. Yu from now on, call me Hong Sushou."

"Hongsu Shou? Is this a code name?" the clown asked with some confusion.

"It can be understood this way." Yu Zhile said.

"Well, Mr. Hong Sushou, I look forward to our next meeting. Next, the two of them will follow you. Don't worry, they are not spying on you, just to ensure your safety." The clown said with a smile.

The twins suddenly looked at the clown, their eyes narrowed slightly.

"This is the missionary's arrangement." The clown spread his hands innocently, "Mr. Hong Sushou has great potential. He has the ability to become a new king. He cannot die early."

The twins' narrowed eyes slowly relaxed. They looked at each other and then nodded, seemingly having no opinion.

Seeing that the two of them had no objection, the clown rolled up the oil painting and threw it to the twins.

But at this moment, Yu Zhile stretched out his hand to catch the oil painting, and a puddle of gloomy black water appeared strangely under his feet.

Without any hesitation, Yu Zhile threw the painting directly into the black water.

The oil painting trembled strangely when it came into contact with the black water, but was quickly swallowed up by the black water.

The moment when the painting was completely submerged in the black water.

Yu Zhile's face turned ferocious, "Zhazui, do you think I'm a soft persimmon? That you can threaten me?"

(End of this chapter)