Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 2 Let's take action together!
Seeing this horrifying scene up close all of a sudden is enough to overwhelm even the most composed person.

Wang Liang's body instinctively swayed to the side, bumping directly into the desk next to him, the desk legs scraping against the ground with a loud noise.

Behind the desk that Wang Liang had knocked askew, Zhao Lei saw that Teacher Wang seemed to have a problem and couldn't stand steadily, so he quickly stood up and helped Teacher Wang.

At the same time, there was some doubt in his eyes. He seemed to have seen something white appear behind Teacher Wang next to him out of the corner of his eye, but it disappeared in a flash. It seemed to be his imagination.

"Teacher Wang, are you alright?"

".fine."

Wang Liang straightened up again, and he could now feel a chilling sensation within his body.

That was a vengeful ghost, a vengeful ghost that had crashed, and one that shouldn't even exist in this world, a vengeful ghost from a movie or TV show in his original world. He was already a ghost tamer.

Compared to the perilous maneuvers of other ghost tamers, this was practically free for him, but it was very timely at the moment.

The system didn't tell Wang Liangzhenzi what her abilities were; she had to figure it out herself.

But relying on the instincts transmitted from the vengeful ghost within him, Wang Liang felt that he should be able to apply the ghost's power to the glass reflecting his image and other objects that reflected his image.

I just don't know what the effect of the ability is, but it must be quite powerful.

After all, this is Sadako.

"Boom, boom, boom."

A dull, strange knocking sound came from the front. Wang Liang's attention shifted from the chilling feeling inside him, and he abruptly looked up at the front door of the classroom.

The moment the murderous knocking sounded, everyone felt a sense of oppression and suffocation, as if they were being held underwater, unable to surface.

On the podium, Zhou Zheng noticed the difference in his surroundings. After finishing his conversation with the headquarters operator, he hung up the phone, turned around, and looked at the door with a serious expression.

Zhao Lei, standing beside Wang Liang, reminded Wang Liang in a trembling voice:

"Teacher Wang, someone is knocking on the door."

Even without Zhao Lei saying anything, the moment the knock sounded, Wang Liang had already run quickly towards the front of the classroom without hesitation.

Although Wang Liang was still a little flustered, he was just an office worker who was eating hot pot, but suddenly he had to face this kind of thing.

But he is now a demon tamer, possessing a sliver of ability to fight back.

Faced with such a life-or-death crisis, he couldn't just stand by and watch, waiting for the knocking on the door to bring about a random death that would strike him.

No matter how scared you are, you can't hesitate at a time like this!

Because he couldn't be sure if he would die the next time he knocked on the door to kill someone.

"Zhou Zheng! It's a murder by knocking on the door! Stop that old man outside! He's a ghost!"

The knocking ghost's pattern of killing by knocking on doors is a pattern of certain death, and the shadow of certain death has begun to loom over this classroom.

For ordinary people, if they are attacked by the killing patterns of ghosts, most of them will not survive. There is no need to specifically distinguish a pattern of certain death.

The reason why the law of certain death can be classified and specifically named as such is because this killing law is extremely lethal even to those who control ghosts and have stronger vitality. It takes effect very quickly and can even attack consciousness.

Even ordinary ghost tamers, without special methods, will be killed instantly on the spot; this is what is meant by the inevitability of death.

The knocking had barely begun when several students silently collapsed onto their desks, their faces pale, their eyes vacant, and they had stopped breathing.

"Zhou Zheng, it should be 'knock'."

Yang Jian had already deduced the pattern of the murders based on the known clues in his mind, and had already shouted out a few words, but Wang Liang spoke them out first. At this moment, he looked at the man who ran past him like the wind with some surprise.

"Knock on the door?" Zhou Zhengzheng looked solemnly towards the front door. Hearing Wang Liang's words, his bloodshot eyes turned to look at Wang Liang.

Then, his pupils contracted slightly, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He could sense the difference in this homeroom teacher at this moment; the chilling aura emanating from his body was undisguised and very noticeable to him, who was also a ghost tamer.

"You're a Ghost Tamer too!"

"Let's get started!"

When Zhou Zheng glanced at Wang Liang, he noticed the several students lying silently dead on the classroom desks, and his expression immediately changed.

Seeing Wang Liang rushing over anxiously, he didn't have time to think about why a homeroom teacher in a school would be a ghost tamer, and immediately activated the supernatural power in his body.

For the sake of the remaining students, Zhou Zheng chose to believe in this man who was both the homeroom teacher and the ghost tamer.

Amidst the continuous knocking, an even more astonishing change was taking place inside the classroom.

The walls were mottled and moldy, the plaster was peeling off, and the cement inside was weathered, exposing the rusty steel bars.

The air was thick with the stench of decay. The books on the table quickly turned yellow, then curled up into a ball and continued to rot.

The classroom lights flickered like candles in the wind, as if they might go out at any moment.

Even the most oblivious person could sense something was wrong at this moment, and fear appeared on the faces of the students.

Seeing the scene around them and hearing the conversation between Teacher Wang and the man named Zhou Zheng, some people exclaimed, some trembled, and others noticed their classmates lying motionless on the table beside them.

I nudged him, but there was no response. I checked his breath, and he was dead!

"Ah! He's dead, he's dead!"

After the death was confirmed, some people were so frightened that they stood up on the spot, backed away, knocked over tables and chairs, and caused chaos.

At that moment, Zhou Zheng moved. His belly, bulging under his oversized trench coat, wriggled strangely a few times, and his body charged out like a mad beast. His thin body, but with a large belly, possessed a strange and monstrous strength at this moment.

boom.

Zhou Zheng smashed the classroom door open, along with the old man in a black robe who was knocking on the door outside.

The old man was knocked to the ground in the corridor outside the classroom with a thud. His body was stiff and lacked the flexibility that a living person should have.

After a brief pause, the old man's upper body twisted like an old, worn-out machine as he tried to stand up again.

"what!"

Zhou Zheng roared, his bulging belly thrashing beneath his clothes. The clothes were torn, and the outline of a small hand appeared on the surface of Zhou Zheng's bulging belly. Through the thin but unusually tough skin, bluish-black skin was visible.

The dark blue-black hand extended outward from Zhou Zheng's belly, strangely stretching more than two meters out, before pressing down on the old man on the ground.

The lights in the classroom and corridors crackled and then shone brightly again, and the decay on the surrounding walls stopped at that moment.

The knocking ghost was briefly suppressed, and the ghost realm temporarily disappeared.

But just as Zhou Zheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes suddenly widened in terror.

The old man he had been holding down on the ground was not being suppressed as he had expected. The old man's lifeless eyes suddenly flickered, and his deathly gaze stared straight at Zhou Zheng.

At the same time, the old man's body was slowly and stiffly pushing against the bluish-black monster hand pressing on his chest, gradually sitting up.

The surrounding lights started buzzing again, their brightness fluctuating.

(End of this chapter)