I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 96 Coincidence? What coincidence?!

Seeing Yang Jian deep in thought, Lin Yuan did not feel the satisfaction he had expected.

He had previously thought about the thrill of being a spoiler, but now that he had done it, he felt no enjoyment at all because he had lost the emotional connection.

That faceless ghost, it deserves to die!

"Anything else? Do you have any evidence for what you're saying?" Yang Jian asked coldly.

Lin Yuandao said, "The evidence is there, of course, but unfortunately, it comes at a different price. One ghost can only buy this much information. If you want more, you can pay a higher price."

Ignoring Yang Jian, who wanted to make a move but dared not, Lin Yuan opened the special box.

Inside was a curled-up corpse that began to revive the moment the box was opened, but Lin Yuan was faster; he grabbed the corpse's face.

The performer removes the mask!

The supernatural confrontation was formed. There was no need to completely suppress the ghost. Lin Yuan used his strength to lift the corpse up and stuff it directly into the direction of the kitchen door.

The corpses were reviving faster than expected, and Lin Yuan felt increasing pressure.

He didn't increase the force, but instead withdrew his hand, simply because a third of the corpse had already sunk into the darkness of the ghost cabinet, and at the other end of the corpse, it was clearly being held by something.

After he withdrew his hand, the corpse floated in mid-air above the cabinet door without any sign of revival. It was then slowly drawn back into the cabinet and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Crunch!"

The sound of the old cabinet door echoed, the top door of the ghost cabinet closed, but at the same time, the bottom door of the ghost cabinet opened.

This shelf is perfectly normal; it's just an ordinary cabinet with three sides made of wood and covered in mottled paint.

There was no darkness or eerie presence inside, creating a stark contrast to the layer above.

Here are two pieces of paper and a photograph.

Lin Yuan picked up the paper. The first sheet had a simple line drawing that looked like a child's doodle, but you could roughly guess what it was from the outline.

On the left is a bus, below is a winding road, and at the end is a large tree with many branches, twice the height of the bus.

Half a human body is painted on the trunk of the big tree, as if someone has been embedded halfway into the tree.

"The Ghost Tree and the Mirror Actor have reached a balance. In this haunted place, you need to take the haunted bus to find them?" Lin Yuan frowned.

He hates riddle tellers the most, even for simple riddle games like this.

The second sheet of paper contained another line of writing, crooked and messy, like the handwriting of a child just learning to write:

Find the item in the photo and give it to me.

The photo is in black and white, like it was developed with an old camera from decades ago, and the subject is a comb.

Unlike the black and white background of the photo, this comb is the only bright red, making it look as if it were stained with blood.

"A comb? A puzzle?"

There's only one photo, not even a simple sketch, so I have no idea where to look for it.

"This cabinet is terrifying. If you can't fulfill its requirements, something terrible will happen. You should know the price you'll pay for finding it. You knew where this comb was just from a picture, how come you're not worried at all?"

Yang Jian had come over at some point and also saw the photo and note in Lin Yuan's hand.

Lin Yuan put the photos away. "It doesn't matter."

Doesn't matter?

Yang Jian was taken aback, clearly not expecting such an answer, and unsure of what gave Lin Yuan the confidence to disregard the Ghost Cabinet's demands.

However, knowing the secrets of the past and not taking the ghost cabinet seriously, while having one's own ghost eyes agitated by the ghost inside the other person's body, makes such a person extremely dangerous.

Little did he know that what Lin Yuan feared least was death.

"In that case, according to the agreement, you should leave now." Yang Jian seemed to have put away all his curiosity and began to shoo him away.

"I will leave, but not now," Lin Yuan said.

Yang Jian's eyes turned cold. "You want to break the contract?"

He was indeed wary of Lin Yuan's strength, but that didn't mean he would never take action.

Lin Yuan saw through his thoughts. "That ghost has arrived. Your opponent now is not me."

What?

Yang Jian's pupils contracted sharply, and several ghost eyes opened simultaneously, but it was too late. Lin Yuan had already vanished without a trace, leaving only a small mirror shattered into pieces.

Damn!

Yang Jian suddenly looked up and saw a person directly invading from the distance covered by the ghost domain, just like the tall male corpse in the Caesars Hotel.

The Ghost Domain, supposedly a standard feature for the strong, is as thin as paper in front of this ghost, easily torn apart.

"Walk!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Jian prepared to leave through the Ghost Domain. However, at that moment, a muffled "thump!" was heard, Yang Jian's consciousness froze, and he was stunned on the spot. The Ghost Domain also dissipated in response.

The figure that had appeared in the ghost realm slowly disappeared, but the one carrying the ghost bell had already walked to Yang Jian's side and placed his hand on Yang Jian's face.

……

"If people who like The Mysterious Resurrection saw me doing this to Yang Jian, they'd probably tear me apart. But no, that's not right. In reality, all traces of The Mysterious Resurrection have been erased. Nobody remembers the novel The Mysterious Resurrection, and nobody remembers Yang Jian either."

On the rooftop of a tall building near Shangtong Building, Lin Yuan stepped out through a glass panel.

The feeling of being watched was still there, but not as strong; it was clear that Yang Jian had held the ghost back.

"Yang Jian's current strength is probably no match for that ghost, not to mention the Ghost Bell that targets consciousness. If that old guy surnamed Qin doesn't make a move, Yang Jian will probably really be dead."

Lin Yuan is waiting for a result.

He placed a lens next to the railing, then reached inside and pulled out a pair of binoculars, looking towards the direction of the Guanjiang residential area.

"We were lucky; we found it at the very first place we chose."

Through the telescope, Lin Yuan could clearly see the clock tower, which was not obstructed by any other buildings.

The red light near the clock tower flickered, as if the lanterns were malfunctioning, while Yang Jian stood with his back to the telescope, clearly still displaying a hint of resistance.

"Is this...open?"

Lin Yuan frowned. He carefully recalled the supernatural powers that Yang Jian currently possessed, which were nothing more than headless ghost shadows and ghost eyes.

Although hanging himself in front of the Ghost Mirror set Yang Jian on the path of an outcast, the headless ghost was incomplete. Lacking the head to carry his consciousness, Yang Jian's outcast identity was not complete.

He had experienced the power of the faceless ghost before. Even now, as an anomaly who had managed to control two monstrous ghosts that had crashed, he still wasn't entirely confident in his abilities.

Yang Jian was still able to hold on, and even the Ghost Bell's attack couldn't completely knock him unconscious. What else could it be but an opening?

"Would someone surnamed Qin be so crude? They didn't even wait for Yang Jian to lose his usage range and restart, letting everything... Hmm? Is this... snowing?"

Lin Yuan looked up abruptly and saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

The sun is still shining in the sky, and it's the height of summer. Dachang City isn't exactly a northern city, so it shouldn't be snowing in June.

and many more!

This isn't snow!

Lin Yuan reached out and caught a snowflake, only to realize that what was floating in the sky was not snow at all, but rather pieces of paper ash.

Ghostly drawing!

The thought immediately popped into Lin Yuan's mind.

The sun was still in the sky, but its light had lost its warmth, becoming cold and deep, with a sense of gloom creeping in.

The sun is no longer the sun!

Lin Yuan dropped the binoculars and went straight into the mirror.

The ashes kept falling, and much of them landed on the mirror, quickly covering it completely.

In the mirrored space, Lin Yuan was standing in the strange space where he was choosing an exit. In front of him were densely packed exit passages.

Especially the very center part, which is all the media channels that he has anchored.

However, at this moment, these passages were rapidly disappearing from sight, and the eerie, anchoring aura was also quickly dissipating, soon becoming no different from the other passages.

Lin Yuan initially borrowed some of the supernatural power from the Mirror Actor's curse. Even though the range of mirror travel was limited, there were still thousands of passages to choose from.

Now he has directly obtained its two arms, which means he has truly mastered a piece of the puzzle, and the supernatural abilities he can use have been terrifyingly enhanced.

The most obvious point.

The number of passages he could choose from increased dozens of times, and without any supernatural anchoring, no one knew where he would end up after going out.

Now, the supernatural phenomena of the passageway he was anchored in in Dachang City have been suppressed and erased by the supernatural phenomena of the ghost painting, and then he has completely disappeared into the vast sea of ​​passageways, never to be found again.

"During the 'Starving Ghost' incident, I went to save Wang Xiaoming, but the actors blocked my way. Now, the ghost painting, which wouldn't have appeared in Dachang City at this time in the original story, has suddenly appeared... Once could be a coincidence, but what about twice? This Qin guy is just too afraid to take action himself, that's why he's going through all this trouble, isn't he?"

Without emotions, Lin Yuan wouldn't get angry and could analyze things more calmly.

"He's not taking direct action because he's hesitant. Is it because he doesn't want to change the future he's chosen? That's possible, but my appearance has already affected the future, yet he still hasn't attacked me directly."

That would be the second possibility: his lifespan is short, and every move he makes will hasten his death. That's why he used this roundabout method, like a chess player, to force me into a corner and keep me away from Yang Jian.

If the goal is simply to seek justice for Zhou Zheng, then the best approach may already be found, especially through the cooperation partner – Zhang Xianguang!

He's also waiting for that guy surnamed Qin to die so he can implement the Peach Blossom Spring Plan. At least we're on the same page when it comes to getting that guy surnamed Qin to die.

"But my current strength is probably insufficient. Unless I fully control the Ghost Tree and the Mirror Actor, I might not be able to have an equal conversation with such a genius... perhaps?"

Lin Yuan pondered.

No matter how many goals he has, his determination to seek justice from Old Qin will never change.

"We can't stay here any longer. Even without the Mirror Actors, this space is still full of danger."

Lin Yuan looked around. When he first entered this space, everything was normal, but the longer he stayed here, the more and more strange things became.

It was as if something was watching him from the darkness.

"This space contains mirror performers, but it's not just about mirror performers. I wonder if it has any connection to the mirror world of the Ghost Mirror, or Lin Bei's mirror world."

Lin Yuan found some other anchored passages, but instead of choosing Xiaonan City, he randomly picked one that Li Fei had sent to various parts of the country and went in.

……

"Kangjinshan is one of the most famous tourist destinations in China, receiving at least tens of thousands of visitors every day. Today, we are able to accompany you all..."

On the tour bus that came from Xiaonan City, the tour guide was trying to liven up the atmosphere, but the atmosphere inside the bus was polarized.

Some of the people were very active, like curious babies who had been holding back for a long time, chattering incessantly. They were all quite young, looking like college students who had just finished their college entrance exams.

The other part was quiet and seemed drowsy.

Luo Fang'an is one of them. He is in his thirties and will soon be forty. He usually works in a routine manner. This time, he took advantage of his annual leave to travel and relax with his wife and son after his child finished the college entrance examination.

However, he still couldn't keep up with his son and wife's energy. After sitting in the car for several hours, he leaned against the window and dozed off.

At a certain moment, a gasp suddenly rang out inside the tour bus, which had been in a fairly cheerful atmosphere.

He was also startled awake. He instinctively got up, shielding his wife and children sitting beside him, and scanned his surroundings with his eyes, quickly noticing that something was wrong.

All eyes were fixed on a young man in the aisle of the bus, as if he were some kind of monster.

But doesn't it look normal?

"This person suddenly appeared; he... he crawled out from the mirror in the little boy's hand next to him," Cheng Lan, the wife, said, her voice trembling, as she recounted what had just happened.

Did it emerge from the mirror?

are you kidding me?

Luo Fang'an was speechless, but the situation inside the bus didn't seem fake, and he could also clearly see the young man's face when he looked over.

This person, this person...

His face was made of wood?!

It wasn't a mask; it was just a face that looked completely wooden!

"A ghost!"

Someone cried out in alarm and fainted.

Some people were desperately smashing the windows, trying to jump out, but the bus windows were of very good quality and there was no way to break them without a special window breaker.

Even the driver panicked and almost drove the car into the ditch. He quickly pulled over to the side of the road, opened the door, and everyone who could run ran away.

Only the tourists stuck in the last three rows had no chance to escape.

Suppressing his fear, Luo Fang'an roared and rushed forward, shouting, "Run!"