Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 90 Yang Jian’s terrifying awareness
"You...who are you!" The scarlet ghost eyes were extremely strange in the darkness.

He stared intently at the man who suddenly appeared, his whole body wet, his feet slowly healing, and the flesh on his face slowly recovering.

His instinct told him that this shouldn't be a person.

But there is a human look in this man's eyes.

"Yang...Yang Jian, who are you talking to?"

"Is there anyone else?" A girl was frightened, with tears on her face. She looked around, extremely frightened and uneasy.

The surroundings were dark, and there were footsteps wandering around. Indistinctly, it seemed that there were people all around.

"I...it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you should find a way to get out of here now. You are about to die."

Yu Zhile's voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded like he was terminally ill.

Yang Jian had to hurry up, there was a scary thing coming in the darkness.

Yu Zhile turned his head slightly and looked into the darkness. In the distance, an old man with a face covered in corpse spots and a lifeless expression was walking towards this side.

The surrounding ghost slaves are almost surrounding this place.

Obviously Yang Jian also discovered this scene, and no longer paid attention to who Yu Zhile was, and quickly picked up the human skin paper in his hand.

There was no time to think. Yang Jian could already feel the terror approaching from all directions. Not only him, but others also heard the door opening of the security room and the heavy footsteps coming from behind and behind.

And they all knew that there were only a dozen of them left in the whole school.

The ghosts were constantly coming towards them.

Yu Zhile looked around. There were many ghost slaves and they were already close to them.

If Yang Jian doesn't activate Guixiao, they will die here.

But at this moment, Yang Jian gritted his teeth, and without hesitation bit hard on one eye on his arm.

Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly, and Yang Jian's miserable howl sounded in his ears.

"Ah~!"

The severe pain of the flesh being bitten spread through his whole body, and Yang Jian's painful muscles were shaking, but now he did not choose to give up because of the pain.

Severe pain came, and the red eye on his arm was bitten off by Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, you..." The others all looked at him when they heard his screams.

Immediately, everyone was stunned, and then showed a look of fear.

However, he saw that Yang Jian's arms were bloody and bloody, and blood was flowing out of his mouth. His eyes were not sure whether they were red due to excessive congestion, but they seemed to have a faint red light. Moreover, the skin on his body was constantly cracking, and from time to time, the skin on his body was cracking. The skin is also peeling off, which makes people's hair stand on end and makes them feel scared subconsciously.

The red eyes were moving quickly under Yang Jian's flesh at this moment, leaving a scarlet crack where it passed, as if the body had been torn apart, and the blood seeped out, staining the body red. clothing.

"Ruthless enough..." Yu Zhile had approval in his eyes.

The red eye on the arm had been bitten off, but at this moment, the wound was squirming again. Soon a larger red eye grew out, filling the wound, looking at the surroundings with a somewhat strange look. everything.

A sixth eye appeared.

"It seems it's OK." Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, "Killing Zhou Zheng does not change the ending of Yang Jian's control of the ghost eye to obtain the parchment."

"I won't let Yang Jian die here."

Yang Jian howled in pain, and the cracks in his skin emitted red light, one, two, three. The red light gradually spread to the whole body.

The surrounding ground was still affected.

This red light spreads along the ground like a thick thick fog, showing a clear contrast with the surrounding rich darkness.

Guixiao unfolded, but just as Guixiao unfolded, a hand stretched out in the darkness and firmly grasped the neck of a trembling classmate.

"No, don't, help me, help me." The classmate screamed like crazy, reaching out and waving, trying to grab something.

But to no avail.

He quickly disappeared into the darkness, and the screams also disappeared. It was like a stone fell into the water, but there was only a ripple, and it quickly returned to calm.

Seeing this, the others turned pale and their hands and feet were cold.

Because they all saw this scene, but they didn't dare to pull it, they didn't have the guts.

One classmate was so frightened that he lost his mind and subconsciously turned around and ran away. No matter where he went, he just needed to get out of here, out of this hellish place.

But as soon as he turned around, he bumped heavily into a stiff corpse.

An old man in a long gown covered with corpse spots stood in the darkness and looked at him with a dead face. His eyes without a trace of expression could not see any emotion that a human being should have, only a kind of numbness and weirdness.

He tried to run again, but found that his body could no longer move.

The old man slowly raised his skinny palm and stretched it to his face
"Ah~!" The shrill scream before dying sounded, incomparably infiltrating.

"Don't come, don't come, don't come, don't come, don't come near me."

At this moment, a girl with disheveled hair and her head curled up beside her, she was talking, her eyes were full of horror, and her mind had collapsed under extreme fear.

Even if he survived, he might be mentally ill in the future.

"Oh? Is it too late?" Yu Zhile was a little surprised. Yang Jian's ghost slaves hadn't fully unfolded yet. Some of his classmates had already been grabbed by the ghost slaves, some by the neck, and some by the ghost slaves. Grabbed the shoulder.

Everyone present seemed desperate.

They were trembling, restless, frightened, desperate, afraid...

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile suddenly understood why Yang Jian had grown so fast in a short period of time.

It's quite hopeless.

Perhaps because of the deaths of several classmates, the ghosts around seemed to have temporarily stopped moving.

But darkness had already enveloped him, and the surroundings were terribly quiet, not even the screams could be heard.

However, this eerie silence did not last long.

Soon.

Da Da Da ~!

Footsteps sounded again, from the front, behind, left and right.

It seemed that there were evil ghosts all around them.

At this moment, pale palms stretched out from the darkness one after another. They put their palms on Zhang Wei's shoulders, grabbed the hair of a female classmate, and pinched one of Miao Xiaoshan's ankles. At this moment, people were attacked by evil spirits.

Including Yu Zhile!
But at this moment, a suppressed roar of pain sounded, carrying a desperate struggle for survival.

"Go away!"

"Stand up! The protagonist stands up!" Yu Zhile's eyes suddenly lit up.

Blood-red light burst out violently, and each arm including the old man retreated.

The red light flickered on Yang Jian's body, just like a light bulb, flickering a few times and then suddenly disappearing.

Everyone who was still alive disappeared together.

When the red light disappeared and darkness covered them again, when the old man arrived, they had disappeared.

Dachang City Pedestrian Street.

Around 05:30 in the morning, the sky was slightly bright.

It was still too early, it was bustling on weekdays, the bustling commercial street was empty, every shop had closed long ago, and it was not yet time to open for business.

The street lights on the street have not been extinguished, but they still emit light.

Yet at this time.

The rows of street lights on the pedestrian street were originally shining with white light, but at this moment the lights suddenly turned scarlet, emitting a strange red light, and the round lights in the lampshades reflected the shapes of red eyes. , like the prints printed on it, the only thing unusual is that the eyes seem to come alive, rotating slightly.However, such a strange scene appeared suddenly and disappeared extremely quickly.

As the lights on the street flickered for a while.

Everything is back to normal again.

The red light was gone, and so was the eye pattern on the bulb.

But the strange thing is that eight people suddenly appeared on the originally empty pedestrian street. These eight people were male and female. They were very young and looked like students. However, they all looked very abnormal, with pale faces and trembling bodies. , his eyes were full of fear, as if he had been frightened by something before.

One of them was still wet, as if it had just been fished out of the water.

Yang Jian fell to the ground, leaning against the glass door of a roadside shop and breathing heavily.

He turned his head and looked at a young man next to him who was pale and still wet, but much better than before.

Very young, almost the same as him, except that one eye is missing.

"You...who are you!" Yang Jian's questioning voice made several people who were slumped on the ground regain their senses after the disaster.

Yu Zhile looked at his feet. He had almost recovered, and the evil spirit in his body was almost silent.

He tried to move his body and he was able to control it, but it was a bit difficult.But it's okay, as long as you can move.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but since you asked, it doesn't matter if I tell you. My name is Wang Xiaoming, a wanted ghost master."

Yu Zhile slowly stood up, and the water droplets on his body fell to the ground, and then evaporated strangely.

"Very good. With Guixiao, your starting point will be very high."

Yu Zhile looked down at Yang Jian, looking at this perfect start and not having to look directly at Yang Jian, a ghost controller of his grandfather's level.

To be honest, he was envious.

He could confirm that Yang Jian's memory had not been modified or restarted.

He is perfect, I can't compare to him.

"Yang Jian...this...who is this?"

The few surviving classmates looked at this strange man, all wet, but the water dripping on the ground would quickly evaporate.

There seems to be some scars on the face, but these scars are slowly recovering.

His pale face, dead eyes, and gloomy aura exuded from his whole body were no different from that old man.

Several classmates subconsciously stayed away from this wrong person.

Yang Jian stared at this person with vigilance in his eyes.

"You want to kill me!" Yang Jian's eyes were deep, and a blood-red ghost eye suddenly tore open the flesh and popped out.

"Oh, you discovered it?" Yu Zhile was a little surprised. It was just a fleeting killing intention, but Yang Jian actually noticed it.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but the ghost eyes began to emit red light. Judging from this posture, he was planning to activate the ghost.

Yu Zhile squinted at Yang Jian, then shook his head, "It's really boring."

With that said, Yu Zhile turned around and walked away.

Every time you take a step, a wet footprint will appear on the ground, but this footprint will disappear quickly.

Yang Jian frowned and looked at this weird person. After hesitating for a while, he retracted his ghost eyes.

Jingle bell~!

The phone rang strangely, and the sudden ringing made everyone present feel terrified.

Yu Zhile suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yang Jian strangely who took out a satellite positioning mobile phone.

"It's really an inevitable arrangement..."

Yu Zhile's eyes turned cold, and he turned around and no longer paid attention to Yang Jian.

Zhou Zheng is dead, who would bring a satellite positioning mobile phone to school?
Isn’t the new person in charge of Dachang City Zhao Kaiming who is the successor?
"It's very troublesome..."

Yu Zhile left. It wasn't until Yu Zhile left that Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and answered the phone.

"Wang Song, how is the situation?" A female voice sounded from inside, very anxious.

"The situation is not very good, only half of his head is left..." Yang Jian recalled the Interpol policeman named Wang Song.

It was unlucky to say that he came to pick up his younger brother, but he encountered a ghost knocking on the door.

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Liu Xiaoyu, who was sitting in the wiring room at the moment, swallowed his saliva. Why did this conversation become more and more familiar to him?
By the way, it seems like the same thing happened when the captain talked to Yu Zhile before...

"What's going on over there? Guihu is about to be relocated. Don't tell me. Are you in trouble with someone else again?"

Yu Zhile leaned against the wall and plucked his ears helplessly, "You really guessed it right. If there wasn't an old antique paying attention to this place at that time, I might have died here."

In the previous confrontations, except for the twins, no one was really aggressive.

They are all testing.

He did not release the ghost with twelve killing patterns, nor did he make a deal with the ghost behind him.

Otherwise, the clown and the twins will definitely die here, but once he does this, the painter will take action, the manor owner will not just give him a cane, and the killer who has never appeared will also take action.

When the time comes, he will die, Dachang City will disappear, and the painter, clown, twins, manor owner, and killer will all be left here.

From the moment they met, he knew that they didn't dare to really use their full strength, and of course the other party also knew that.

Otherwise the clown wouldn't talk so much.

"I suspect that I am here to influence you to commit suicide." He Yin'er, who was standing in front of the ancestral hall with a tired face, said extremely speechlessly.

"Maybe, by the way, come here quickly after asking. I might have to go in for a ghost painting." Yu Zhile said nonchalantly.

"???"

"Ghost painting!"

"Yu, are you kidding me?" He Yin'er became numb. How long had it been since he got off the bus?

So I have to dig into a supernatural place again, and it's a ghost painting.

"I can't help it. Who said that the opportunity for me to become an alien lies in Gui Hua?"

"It's a great benefit. At least I won't worry so much in the future." Yu Zhile laughed, not because he was happy at the thought of becoming an outlier, but because he found the forum and the recording.

I quickly downloaded the recording to my phone, then looked around and started looking for an open mobile phone store.

Send someone to the headquarters first to give them a headache.

It's a pity that on this trip to the supernatural land, I didn't meet the crybaby, otherwise he would have asked the ghost baby to cry twice at the headquarters.

If he loses one-on-one, his skills are inferior to others, but the headquarters sends fifteen ghost masters at one time to bully the few. This is somewhat unkind.

"Okay, I'll be here in two days. You can restrain yourself. If grandpa and the others hadn't helped you this time, Guihu would have been moved to your location long ago." He Yin'er sighed and hung up after saying that. Telephone.

Hearing this, Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, "I owe you a lot of favors. Are you going to let He Yin'er go in the future?"

"You can do it this way. If you don't kill her, you are saving her. It's not an exaggeration to say that you have to spend all your money to repay her for saving her life."

The more Yu Zhile thought about it, the more sense it made, and his mood improved a little.

But soon he became troubled, thinking about when Old Antique would die cleanly. He was now strong enough to walk around the headquarters a few times, but because of Old Antique's existence, he could only let the knocker go.

"It's really not free..."

Yu Zhile sighed and walked towards the place where the mobile phone was recycled.

(End of this chapter)