I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 97 The Chase

Luo Fang'an lunged forward, clearly intending to use himself to hold off the strange man and buy his wife and children a chance to survive.

He had calculated it perfectly. Although he was not very athletic, he was quite heavy and should be able to push the strange man away. However, the man only glanced at him, and he felt as if his body was being controlled and he could not move.

Despair surged in like a tidal wave.

"You just said this is Kangjin Mountain?"

Upon hearing the voice, the despair in Luo Fang'an's eyes turned into astonishment, and the other tourists behind him, who were also in despair, stared at this strange man in disbelief.

"You...you can talk? You're not a ghost?"

Luo Fang'an asked in a trembling voice. He felt his body regain its mobility and quickly shielded his crying wife and terrified child behind him.

Lin Yuan touched his face, but what he touched was dry tree bark, not a normal human face.

Am I a ghost right now?

Or, is the one who controls the ghosts human or a ghost?

According to the setting of Mysterious Revival, as long as one retains normal human consciousness and accepts their identity as a demon tamer, they are human.

But Lin Yuan was no longer so sure, especially the name Kangjinshan, which filled him with dread.

He now possesses extraordinary strength and condition, and the two ghosts are still inside his body, yet the name Kang Jinshan clearly belongs to reality.

If he returned to reality with the alien identity from his delusional fantasy world, it would mean that the delusional fantasy world was not a world created by his delusions, but rather a journey to the real Mystic Resurrection!

His appearance will become the conduit for the mysteriously resurrected vengeful spirit to invade reality. The Mirror Actor will no longer be an isolated case, and this world will fall into the same despair as the mysterious resurrection...

"This, this is Kangjinshan. We're here for tourism."

Luo Fang'an held his wife and children and answered cautiously.

Lin Yuan's heart was completely dead. A chilling atmosphere spread throughout the carriage, making Luo Fang'an and the others shiver, yet they dared not speak.

wrong!

Lin Yuan suddenly realized that if he had really traveled to reality through the mirror, he absolutely could not stay here any longer. He had to rush back immediately or block the passage.

Otherwise, the ghosts from the mysterious resurrected world might very well come after us!

The lens that had traveled through time was on the seat next to him, lying among a pile of snacks. Lin Yuan picked it up, and the wood grain instantly covered the entire lens.

In the blink of an eye, the lens was completely covered by countless wooden blocks.

Lin Yuan had just breathed a sigh of relief when a bell suddenly rang in his ears:

"Thump!"

His consciousness wavered for a moment, but he quickly regained it, though his face was extremely pale. "It's Ghost Bell... the Faceless Ghost, it's caught up with us? So fast? Wasn't it looking for trouble with Yang Jian?"

He looked at Luo Fang'an and the others, and his heart sank.

Luo Fang'an and the others, who had just been filled with fear and caution, were now frozen in place, their faces devoid of any emotion, only coldness and numbness.

Even more bizarrely, their skin began to age visibly, as if their life force had been drained away.

"Thump!"

Another bell rang, and Lin Yuan's consciousness was struck again. This time, however, he regained consciousness even faster. But the wooden patterns that had only covered his face now enveloped most of his head.

He turned around, the movement was small, but it produced a sound like wood twisting.

The car door moved slightly as if something had gotten inside, and at the same time, the third bell rang. This time, although Lin Yuan felt his head get heavy, he didn't feel dizzy.

He is now completely able to resist the influence of the bell's sound.

"Since you're here, why not stay?"

Centered on Lin Yuan, the car body, which was originally made of metal, quickly began to turn into wood, including the windows and doors, all of which were transformed into wooden products in a very short time.

boom!

The wooden doors slammed shut, plunging the entire carriage into darkness.

The sunlight outside couldn't penetrate the car at all. Even though it was morning and the sun was high in the sky, it was pitch black inside the car.

This situation improved quickly.

Colorful lines lit up inside the carriage, making it appear bizarre and fantastical, as if one had entered another world.

Lin Yuan disappeared; he was nowhere to be found in the carriage.

But then a creaking sound of footsteps suddenly rang out, as if an unseen person was moving around in this eerie carriage, searching for a target.

Has Lin Yuan really disappeared?

No, of course not.

He didn't have a ghost domain, but he had already gained considerable experience in how to create a pseudo-ghost domain long ago when he faced the Xiaoqiang Club.

Now, the only difference is that the target has changed from someone in the Xiaoqiang Club to a ghost.

On the floor, one after another, branches adorned with colorful patterns stretched out, seemingly alive, and stabbed towards the source of the sound.

Unfortunately, it had no effect; the area was empty, and nothing could be pierced.

"This ghost is in a deep ghost realm. I can create a space similar to the ghost realm through the ghost tree and the supernatural abilities of the performers, but it is not a real ghost realm after all, and I cannot truly come into contact with it."

This could very well be reality. If left to run rampant, even without any other ghosts, this one ghost would be enough to overturn the entire world.

I brought this ghost here, so I should be the one to take it away.

Since I cannot reach it, let it reach me.

Footsteps continued to sound, as if they couldn't find their target, until Lin Yuan suddenly appeared at the front of the car, right next to the driver's seat.

The footsteps that had started at the rear of the car stopped, and then continued to come from the front of the car.

Lin Yuan stood there expressionless, his entire body completely covered by the wood grain, and outside the wood grain, there were also strange colorful patterns.

His shape makes him almost blend into the carriage.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping in front of Lin Yuan. Then, Lin Yuan felt a hand grab his face.

It was at this moment that he finally saw the owner of the footsteps.

Just like the last time I saw him, he was dressed in clothes from decades ago, tall and imposing, holding a small bell in his left hand—the very same one he had left behind in Taiping Ancient Town.

And this person's face is clearly Lin Yuan's face!

The face wore a bright smile that conveyed joy, but the eyes were empty and lifeless, devoid of any sparkle.

Click!

The sharp pain shooting through his face snapped Lin Yuan out of his daze when he saw the face.

The wood grain, carved with colorful patterns, quickly covered the hand, encompassing the arm that was gripping his face, and the force that was about to tear his face off finally lessened.

However, that's all there is to it.

The smile on Lin Yuan's face vanished, replaced by anger and annoyance.

"Thump!"

The ghost bell was rung, and although it could no longer affect Lin Yuan's consciousness, it slowed down, or even stopped, the erosion of the wood grain.

"You're not as strong as I thought, or perhaps the Ghost Tree and the Performer are actually quite terrifying? But it's alright, now that I've seen you, there's no reason for you to hide anymore!"

The colorful patterns behind Lin Yuan suddenly lit up brightly, revealing a thick black shadow behind "Lin Yuan".

Lin Yuan lowered his gaze and stared at the dark figure, his eyes gleaming with the erosion of the playful patterns!

Strange, grotesque patterns appeared on the shadowy figure, slowly but definitely present.

At the same time, the wooden floor beneath Lin Yuan's feet began to climb up his legs, and the space inside the carriage began to compress at the same moment, as if the entire bus was about to be compressed into a ball.

On the road.

The unusual behavior of the tour bus has attracted a lot of attention, especially the tourists who escaped from the bus, who were extremely frightened.

Despite the great changes that have taken place here, there are still quite a few people watching the commotion nearby, but they just don't dare to get close.

Even most of the tourists who had just escaped from the bus remained, and some were even talking about what had happened on the bus, as if they were discussing it.

"I'm telling you, I saw that ghost crawl out of the mirror with my own eyes! Yes, this child's mirror!"

"It really is a ghost. Its face is covered in tree bark. Could it be a tree spirit?"

"Haha! Ghosts and spirits, I bet you've all been hallucinating from eating too many mushrooms!"

The noise only subsided slightly when the tour bus turned to wood.

Then, as if grasped by an invisible hand, the wooden bus was forcibly kneaded into a huge wooden ball.

The wooden ball fell to the ground and then disappeared without a trace.

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment, no one knowing what had happened, until a bold young man stepped forward amidst the admiring gazes of the crowd.

"Here, there's a broken mirror!"

……

"I'm back."

In the familiar mirrored space, looking at the faceless ghost that he had forcibly pulled back, now sporting a face made from his own emotions, Lin Yuan felt a little relieved.

"How did this ghost get into the mirror space? Is it that old Qin guy pulling the strings again?"

If that's the case, then it's truly a fight to the death!

Especially since it affected reality, Lin Yuan could no longer hesitate. In any case, he had to find an opportunity to kill Old Qin first.

If I can survive this time, I'll go and cooperate with Zhang Xianguang!

Even if it's like asking a tiger for its skin.

As for now...

He used the supernatural powers of the Ghost Tree and the Mirror Artist to forcefully suppress the Faceless Man, but this suppression was not absolute. If it were the complete Ghost Tree or the Mirror Artist, it should be able to do the same.

Unfortunately, he was only managing two pieces of the puzzle.

"If I have the chance, I can't just die like this. Every time I die and enter the illusionary realm, I'm a normal person. If I want to control a vengeful ghost, I have to start all over again, except for the curse of the actor. This time, becoming an anomaly was purely coincidental. I don't have enough confidence to do it again. I don't know how much time I would waste."

Without the interference of emotions, Lin Yuan's thinking became more focused.

He quickly made a decision, leaving behind the faceless ghost that had recovered most of its body, and Lin Yuan turned and entered the mirror.

……

"You're twenty already, and you're still playing with kids' toys?"

On a speeding train, two lively female college students sat together, clearly close friends. One of them took out a small round mirror.

Faced with her friend's teasing, the girl blushed slightly and said, "I don't know who put this little mirror in my bag. I just touched it... Ah!"

The two girls were startled when they saw Lin Yuan suddenly appear.

Before the other passengers could react, Lin Yuan snatched the lens and then pressed one hand against the fully enclosed window next to him.

Supernatural invasion!

The car window melted like snow baked by the high temperature. Lin Yuan jumped out of the window, leaving behind two dumbfounded girls and a car full of passengers, all feeling cold as they faced the window that proved the absurdity of what had just happened.

The train was traveling through the countryside when Lin Yuan jumped off and fell headfirst onto the roadside, tumbling several times before finally coming to a stop.

After the inertia subsided, Lin Yuan stood up from the ground unharmed. Ignoring the mud and dust that covered his body, he took out his phone and made a call.

The call was answered quickly: "Hello, who is this?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was an unfamiliar male voice. Lin Yuan hung up immediately because the number he dialed was Chen Hong's in the real world, while he was now calling Chen Ming in the fantasy world.

"Lin Yuan? What are the plans?"

The familiar voice came through, and Lin Yuan felt a little relieved. At least this time he hadn't traveled back to reality. "Two things. First, help me find Kang Jinshan. Did a tour bus travel from Xiaonan City today? Is there a man named Luo Fang'an on the bus, around thirty or forty years old? Second, prepare a golden coffin and put the medium I left in the city inside. Be ready to seal the coffin at any time. I'll contact you again in thirty minutes."

Before Chen Ming could answer, Lin Yuan hung up the phone, looked around, and finding no usable transportation, quickly ran to the nearest road, randomly picked a direction, and started running at top speed.

Without the Ghost Realm, traveling is too troublesome.

Fortunately, his physical strength was enhanced to an inhuman level by the supernatural, and his running speed was not slow either.

Behind him, the faint sound of bells could be heard.

Each time the bell rang, it could get a considerable distance closer, yet no dense footsteps could be heard, clearly indicating that the faceless ghost's pursuit method was fundamentally different from Lin Yuan's.

"This time I gambled right and didn't return to reality. But there's not much I can do about it, though I can limit its attacks. Dragging this out isn't a solution either."

The arrangement in Xiaonan City is only a last resort; if the timing is right, they can detain him.

The bells behind him were getting closer and closer; at this speed, he could catch up with him in less than five minutes.

Just then, Lin Yuan, who was running at full speed, suddenly looked at the roadside and saw an ordinary-looking young man staring at him expressionlessly.