Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Chapter 67 Human and Ghost Enter the Coffin

"Threatening me?"

Yang Jian squinted, showing interest in this so-called plan to control the second ghost.

I wonder if the plan the other party mentioned is the same as the plan Chu Mo gave me to control the headless ghost shadow.

Ouyang Tian said, "This is not a threat, but the inevitable trend. Although Ye Jun's matter has little to do with you, you have indeed offended some people."

"If you don't want to die, I suggest you cooperate with us. As long as you get the plan for the second ghost, our chairman promises not to harm you again."

Yang Jian remained noncommittal, his ghostly eyes fixed intently on the other person.

Let's talk about the details of the collaboration first.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Tian laughed, as if to say, "So even a newcomer like you knows fear."

He didn't beat around the bush, saying, "If we can resolve the Huanggang Village incident within a week, they not only promise to give us a spot to control the second ghost, but also a large sum of money."

"Huanggang Village?"

Yang Jian had not heard of this incident in Dachang City and felt it was necessary to ask Liu Xiaoyu about it.

He was indeed interested in the plan to control the second ghost, and Ouyang Tian even mentioned a reward.

If the Huanggang Village incident isn't considered dangerous, I could definitely give it a try.

"I will personally verify this matter. As for you..."

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the headless ghostly figure stretched out from the ground without warning.

Ouyang Tian's expression changed, and he instinctively tried to dodge, but unfortunately, his limbs had been removed, so he was unable to fight back.

Even after the headless ghost removed his head, his face still showed terror and disbelief.

After doing all this, Yang Jian took out a golden woven bag, put the other person's corpse inside, and then left the villa as if nothing had happened.

......

In the direction of Huanggang Village.

Chu Mo arrived at the foot of a somewhat remote mountain through the Ghost Domain.

This is the location of Huanggang Village, which dates back to the last dynasty and was even developed as a tourist attraction in the past.

Unfortunately, due to transportation and economic reasons, this village has declined.

Chu Mo passed through a vegetable field and farmland. The village looked exceptionally peaceful at this moment, with newly built rural villas all around.

But apart from that, the vast majority of the houses are earthen and wooden, and many of them are abandoned, with windows missing, doors half-open, and the interiors dark and devoid of light.

Without going inside to investigate, he went straight to a building with white couplets and wreaths.

At this time, many people in the village were dressed in mourning clothes, and women and girls were kneeling in a black lacquered coffin, burning paper money.

"This is it."

Chu Mo placed several gold woven bags on the ground and stared at the portrait on the coffin for a long time.

The man was young and handsome, but he was not a real person; his face was pieced together by a ghost.

He stepped forward, wanting to reach out and touch the ghost coffin, but was stopped by an old man.

"You're from out of town? You're not welcome here, get out!"

The old man named Liu Genrong had a fierce look in his eyes and made a move to chase people away.

"A product of the supernatural, all pretentious."

Chu Mo raised his hand and grabbed the man, ghost blood flowing down his palm, sending the old man flying.

However, at the very moment Liu Genrong was attacked, the entire Huanggang Village seemed to be cursed. The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if shrouded in darkness, without a single ray of light.

The women and children who had been crying all stared at Chu Mo with empty and eerie eyes.

Chu Mo's actions disrupted the balance of the village, causing unusual phenomena to occur.

A coughing sound came from all around, its direction unclear, but the sound was extremely cold.

"Feng Quanyao? I almost forgot about this guy."

Chu Mo didn't check the surroundings, but instead lifted the coffin lid and pulled the person out.

In the original story, Feng Quan, the first person in charge of Dachang City, went missing while carrying out a mission in Huanggang Village. The headquarters assumed that he had died in the process.

But in reality, he took advantage of the ghost coffin's ability to suppress the resurgence of evil spirits and lay down inside.

He lay there and never came out again.

Feng Quan was completely dumbfounded. He was lying peacefully in the coffin, so how did someone suddenly pull him out?

"Cough cough...you...who are you?"

Feng Quan was both shocked and furious, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the young man's grasp.

Chu Mo scrutinized the other person. This man was dressed in a criminal police uniform, his face was ashen, and his eyes were numb and empty like a vengeful ghost.

It was clearly due to being corroded from lying in the ghost coffin for too long.

"The one who sends you on your way."

Chu Mo remained expressionless. In the original story, this person was wicked. In order to save his life, he lay down in the ghost coffin without reporting it or taking any action to deal with the incident, intending to keep using the ghost coffin's abilities for free.

To prevent anyone from touching the coffin, they even deliberately made coughing noises to confuse the situation, just so they could continue to lie peacefully in the coffin, completely disregarding the lives of those who would handle the aftermath.

There's no need to keep this kind of person around.

Seeing Chu Mo increase his strength, Feng Quan's expression also became serious.

He glared at the other man and warned, "I'm an Interpol agent from headquarters. If you kill me, you won't get away with it!"

"Yeah?"

Chu Mo's eyes were filled with contempt. "I've already killed two of the heads of your headquarters, so I don't need another one like you."

After saying that, the ghost blood had already covered the other person's entire body.

He threw Feng Quan to the ground, and as the dried-up bride appeared, the supernatural phenomenon of summoning ghosts was activated instantly.

Feng Quan tried to struggle, but the next second, a thick fog uncontrollably spread out of his body.

In a short period of time, it directly covered most of Huanggang Village.

This is the ghost within Feng Quan's organization, codenamed Ghost Mist.

Now, because of its supernatural ability to attract ghosts, this ghost has completely revived.

Feng Quan stared in disbelief at the scene before him, his eyes glazed over, his body rapidly withering away. He died without ever understanding why the ghost mist had suddenly revived.

Even though he had been lying in the ghost coffin for a long time.

Chu Mo brought up the dead Feng Quan again. Although the ghost mist had revived, the source was still inside Feng Quan.

Because of the influence of the ghost, the ghost did not leave.

In order not to affect his progress, Chu Mo temporarily put Feng Quan into the gold woven bag.

I glanced at the sky; it was clearly noon, but it was as dark as the dead of night.

The villagers who were originally there to mourn have long since disappeared, and the entire Huanggang Village is eerily quiet.

Before long, footsteps came from the path in the distance.

Chu Mo's expression hardened, and under the scrutiny of his ghostly eyes, he discovered that the source was actually the man in the portrait.

We need to hurry.

To avoid any trouble, Chu Mo pasted pieces of yellow paper around the coffin and covered a small area of ​​it with ghost blood.

In addition, he placed a three-yuan paper money on the coffin and gave the old man in the copper coin robe an instruction.

"Kill anything that tries to open the coffin lid."

After doing all this, he took out the ghost newspaper and wrote the four big characters "I am Chu Mo" on it.

The best way to preserve one's identity is to record it in the newspaper.

As long as Chu Mo's identity is not forgotten, even if one's emotions become increasingly vengeful due to the influence of the ghost coffin, they can still be retrieved.

After glancing at the space inside the coffin and confirming that there was enough room, he first dressed the bride in a red bellyband, and then put on his own pair of eerie black cloth shoes.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the humanoid ghost's face and stuck it on the newspaper. Without pausing, Chu Mo supported himself on the edge of the coffin and climbed inside.

Not long after.

Under Chu Mo's command, the dried-up corpse bride successfully lay down inside.

The man and the ghost were squeezed together in the cramped space, one above the other. Using the little time he had left, he took out the ghost skin from the last woven bag and stuffed it into the chest of the dried-up bride's wedding dress.

After completing all the steps, Chu Mo took a deep breath and stuck the scarlet newspaper to his face.

As the coffin lid closed, he took his bride's hand, their fingers intertwined, and finally, amidst the intense suffocating sensation of the newspaper, he fell into a deep sleep.