Mysterious Resurrection: Controlling the Illusionary Ghost at the Beginning

Chapter 63 Zhang Dong (please subscribe!)
"Daddy"

Finally, Zhang Xianguang shouted.

Zhang Dong, who was sitting on the recliner, had a rare smile on his unchanging face, and nodded to Zhang Xianguang.

"You haven't come back since you left. Do you want to come back to see me for the last time?"

Zhang Xianguang has a complex expression. His father is a ghost controller. It has been difficult for him to experience the so-called father's love in ordinary children's homes since he was a child.

Later, when I grew up, I realized that this father’s love was given to the world.

He suppressed the supernatural beings of an era and gave everyone a break.
Zhang Dong waved his hand, and a recliner exactly like the one he was sitting on appeared, as if he wanted to have a good chat with his child.

Zhang Xianguang stepped forward and sat down. His whole body was now full of supernatural powers, and he knew very well that his father's supernatural powers would be erased and disappear once he got close to him.

but
Now that his father is still alive, the supernatural will not get out of control.

"I did come to see you. I want to know how long you have left."

He was talking about coming to see his father, but he was asking about his death date.
However, Zhang Dong was not angry. Both father and son were ghost masters, and the supernatural eroded their emotions. Although they did not disappear completely, they were still too cold compared to ordinary people.

Listening to Zhang Xianguang's words, Zhang Dong couldn't help but sigh.

"You haven't given up after all these years?"

Regarding the Peach Blossom Spring plan, Zhang Xianguang actually proposed it when he was very young, but it was vetoed by Zhang Dong.

Zhang Xianguang didn't know why his father decisively rejected the Peach Blossom Spring plan. In his time, his father clearly didn't stop anyone from taking the path they wanted to take, such as the Wang family or the Soul Conjurer.
But his father rejected him.
Even dad’s former teammates and uncles did not agree. It took a lot of effort for him to convince Luo Wensong.
After a long silence, Zhang Dong slowly spoke.

"I support you in other things, but your plan is so big. Billions of lives around the world are on your back. I'm afraid you can't carry it."

Zhang Xianguang clenched his fists.

It is true that he is not as good as his father. He admits this. His father can suppress an era of supernatural beings, but he thinks he cannot.

But he has been planning the Peach Blossom Spring Plan for too long. After so many years of checking and filling in the gaps, he has perfected the plan.

The only obstacle is just the last remnant of the Ghost Controller in the Republic of China.
He is waiting, waiting for all these older generations to die!

At that time, the ferocious sword in his hand will chop through all the thorns that block the arrival of Utopia.

But
As a son, if you don't get your father's approval, you will always feel that something is missing.
"Even if I don't implement the Peach Blossom Spring Plan, someone else will implement the Chrysanthemum Garden or Pear Garden plan."

"Since there will always be someone to support the supernatural threat in an era, then why can't this person be me?"

"You are all suppressing the ghosts one by one. Aren't you just waiting for an unimaginably powerful ghost controller to appear?"

Zhang Xianguang's tone became a little excited.

"Dad, you have reached the end of the road of being a ghost master. Even you cannot end the supernatural. Even if the times give birth to ghost masters like you, they are just following your old path."

"but me!"

"I'm going my own way, why do you want to stop me?"

Listening to Zhang Xianguang's words, Zhang Dong fell into a long silence.

His lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something several times, but in the end he did not tell Zhang Xianguang something.

Thousands of words finally turn into one sentence.

"I won't let you start that plan while I'm alive."

Zhang Xianguang was startled. This time, his father, whom he had not seen for many years, changed his tune.

It’s not allowed while you’re alive, but it will be allowed after you die.

Zhang Xianguang suddenly felt his throat was a little dry.

"Dad, how long can you live?"

"One year." Zhang Dong seemed to be very open-minded and didn't have much regret about the date of his death.

Hearing this, Zhang Xianguang glanced deep into the old house, and the red figure from before entered one of the rooms.

Zhang Xianguang stood up after a while.

"I'll come and see you one last time."

With that said, he left this old house.

Not long after, a red figure walked out from the depths of the old house.

Zhang Dong looked at this touch of red with a complicated expression on his face.

He used some means to make Li Gui return to the ancient house every once in a while, but after all, Li Gui had no feelings and would leave soon.

"Agui, Xian Guang still hasn't given up on that plan. He will probably die because of that plan, but I can't persuade him. I can suppress him until I die, but what's the use? If you are still here , should be able to dissuade him.”

As he said this, Zhang Dong himself laughed.

"I'm really confused. You taught him that text, and you were the first to mention Peach Blossom Spring."

Zhang Dong seemed to be talking to himself, or to the red figure.

However, the red figure still left the ancient house without stopping. This ghost was not conscious.
One day a year later, Zhang Dong was lying on a recliner, his body lifeless. He could feel that his time was running out. In just a few days, he was ready to release Zhang Xianguang.

Suddenly, he noticed a powerful supernatural being appearing in the ancient house.

It was a flash of red light. The red lights gathered and superimposed, and finally turned into a red door.

"Is it an old friend who needs my help?"

Zhang Dong struggled to hold himself up. Although he was very old and almost dead, if his teammates needed him, what if he took action before he died?

Suddenly, the door in the sky opened.

It was also at this time that Zhang Dong felt the supernatural power of this door.

"It turns out that this is a door from 60 years later. It breaks the boundary between reality and supernatural beings and comes here through constant restart of time."

As the red door opened, Zhang Dong saw his former teammates.

The teammates who appeared in the 60s must be a means of summoning spirits.
Zhang Dong walked towards the door. In his opinion, when six of his teammates needed to be gathered in the future, it would be very difficult for him to help.

As he approached, the entire door had a vague tendency to collapse.

However, at this moment, the young man standing next to his teammate spoke. This young man looked very immature.

But Zhang Dong could tell that this person was the person who had been connected for 60 years.

"Stop it. Only I can go to your side. You can't cross the time barrier to get to me." The young man who looked very immature said.

"So that's it. It seems like there will really be a great person in the future." Zhang Dong said.

It seems that what Xiao Qin said is true. Under the uncertainty of the supernatural, he still gave birth to an amazing person. I just don’t know if Brother Chu has seen this scene in the future.
As Yang Jian spoke, Zhang Dong also felt Yang Jian's supernatural power.

This little guy will restart, but a simple restart cannot span 60 years, because the Ghost Controller cannot do this, and this little guy is not a Ghost Controller.
He pulled his selves at countless points in time to the same time. When one person starts to restart, the rest of his selves also restart.
Infinite restarts connect you to the present 60 years ago.

He was very satisfied with this young man, who had the uncanny ability to master time.
Zhang Dong refused. Since it was not his teammates who were in danger, he was already old and did not want to take action.

Finally, he saw the elderly Meng Xiaodong shed tears, and Zhang Dong stretched out his hand with reluctance.

This hand spanned 60 years and helped her wipe away that drop of tear.

When a person is good enough, he will always attract many members of the opposite sex. He knows that this teammate loves him, but he has never made his relationship with her clear. After all, he is the one who feels sorry for her.
"Xiao Dong, I'm sorry."

After doing all this, the door disappeared, the future and the present were separated again, and all traces disappeared.
Then Zhang Dong lay down on the Taishi chair. He was very tired.
(End of this chapter)