Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 203 The Situation Deteriorated Suddenly

Unable to move Sadako any further forward, Wang Liang simply threw her into the middle of the group.

This wedding procession did not actually enter Sadako's ghost realm; they seemed to be connected as a whole.

An invisible ghost realm shrouded the entire team, resisting Sadako's ghost realm.

But you can also throw it at the front.

As the funeral procession pounded drums and swayed forward, it was about to bump into Sadako.

But under Wang Liang's control, Sadako also walked towards the funeral procession, her body emitting a sinister and eerie light that made the area around her dark and gloomy.

Sadako disappeared, replaced by an old television set sitting on the concrete floor in the dim light.

The old television screen was a blurry white, flickering light before finally settling into a picture of a living room.

The moment the television screen appeared, a section of the funeral procession, which was about to crash into the old television set, vanished into thin air.

The paper figures that were leading the way, banging gongs, drums, and playing suonas, all vanished mysteriously at the same time, leaving the area in front of the old television set suddenly empty.

The area that disappeared was roughly the size of a small room in front of the old television set.

If you look closely at the old television screen now, which is in the dim light...

Then you can see eight or nine paper figures holding musical instruments in the living room on the screen, motionless like dead objects.

The screen flickered, the original image disappeared, and a new living room appeared.

There was also a television set inside, and the screen of the television set showed the scene of the room where the paper figure had just been imprisoned, with rooms inside rooms.

There is a Sadako sitting on the sofa in the new scene, but she suddenly swayes, gets off the sofa, and crawls forward.

Sadako crawled into the television set, invaded the deepest room, climbed out from another television set, and pounced on a paper figure in the deep living room.

The images from the old television set continue to overlap, creating a superimposed effect between rooms.

Sadako kept forming and crawling into the television sets in each room, climbing all the way to the deepest level to attack the paper figures holding musical instruments.

The paper gong vibrated so loudly that it even caused cracks to appear on parts of Sadako's skin.

But the sounds of gongs and drums couldn't reach the outside world, and the next second they were torn into a pair of scraps of paper by Sadako's curse with a broken mirror.

In the streets of the county town, a segment of the funeral procession was forcibly cut off by Sadako's television.

A dimly lit, old television set blocked the way, but the funeral procession continued on its way.

But the result was that paper figures kept disappearing into the street after entering an area of ​​about one room around the television set, enveloped in a ghostly light.

Such forced confinement was too much for the invisible ghostly domain surrounding the funeral procession to withstand, as the ghosts inside were forcibly taken away.

So, after half of the funeral procession disappeared, the paper figures that were moving around stopped.

A gust of cold wind blew the curtain of the sedan chair slightly open, revealing a person sitting inside. A corner of the hem of a wedding dress was visible, and it seemed to be a bride.

"A ghost bride? A mummified bride? How could she be here?"

Wang Liang saw it, his expression changed slightly, but then he calmed down and decided to deal with it as well.

While Wang Liang was dealing with the funeral procession, there was also some activity at the hotel outside the bus.

A man in a black vest slowly walked out of the hotel and headed towards the bus.

Its stiff gait and dull, lifeless eyes made it clear to the people in the car that it was a vengeful ghost.

"A vengeful ghost has appeared. We can't let it get on the bus. Who will take action?" someone said.

"What's the point of making a choice now? Let's all get off the bus and suppress it at the same time. It's just a ghost, what's there to be afraid of?" someone suggested.

"Okay, let's go!"

But no one moved.

Lin Bei sighed helplessly, stood up first, and walked towards the back door of the car.

"I'll take the lead, quickly call everyone."

Xu Feng snorted coldly and stood up as well, lest he be targeted by Wang Liang.

Lin Bei and Xu Feng took the lead, and the people in the car got out one by one, but some people still pretended to be dead in the car and ignored everything.

Eight ghost riders got off the bus. The feeling of standing in this ghost town was completely different from sitting in the bus and looking out. The tension immediately rose, and each of them was very tense.

"Let's work together and stop it from getting any closer."

Lin Bei lowered his voice and said, a chill emanating from him, his eyes half-open, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.

The others remained silent, but they too exuded a chilling aura.

As the power of the vengeful spirit was activated, some people's faces suddenly became ferocious.

The man's car ride was short, but the vengeful spirit within him had not subsided; it was now reviving, causing pain all over his body as if he were being bitten by ants.

However, some people looked much better, and their use of supernatural powers did not appear ferocious or difficult.

The supernatural attack occurred as the black-clad ghost, which was walking towards the bus, suddenly swayed and stopped moving.

Its knees bent little by little, its shoulders trembled, as if something extremely heavy had pressed down on it out of thin air, deforming its posture and making it difficult to move.

Several more chilling attacks were unleashed upon the vengeful ghost, causing its clothes to rot into ash at a visible speed.

The body was rapidly decaying, patches of lividity were growing, and a strong stench of death was spreading.

The ghost's arm was twisted abnormally, pressing inward.

The stiff flesh on the outside of the arm showed obvious signs of ulceration, as if an unseen person had strangled its arms from behind, holding the vengeful ghost tightly.

thump.

The vengeful ghost, subjected to multiple supernatural attacks, was forced to the ground, its body severely decomposed, lying motionless.

"Phew, it worked."

"With so many supernatural attacks, this vengeful ghost certainly couldn't withstand it."

"Hehe, Xu Feng, it seems you've managed to save your life."

"Shut up!"

The group felt a slight sense of relief after easily suppressing a ghost.

But Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes wide, startled awake from his half-asleep state, and whispered:
"Don't relax, it's not over yet, there's more than just this one vengeful ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another obese, numb woman walked out of the hotel.

He was wearing a dirty, blood-stained apron, as if he had just come out of a kitchen.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, but his cheeks were twitching as if he were chewing something, and there were traces of blood around his mouth.

A corner of the curtain remained open, and a little girl in a red dress, her face covered in bruises, was holding the curtain open, quietly watching the crowd from there.

The girl's hands were stained with something that looked like blood, but also like red paint.

The palm print is roughly the same size as the one left on the wooden sign hanging on the utility pole.

Step, step.

Several dark figures emerged from the shops on the other side of the bus and slowly walked towards the bus from across the street.

From the dimly lit street behind, the faint sound of a ball rolling could be heard, rolling from another street. The sound echoed, growing clearer and clearer, getting closer and closer.

Even several pieces of yellow paper floated down from the sky.

The eight people in front of the bus could see the second and third floors of the hotel as soon as they looked up, with more than a dozen windows already opened.

Behind each open window, a person with a face covered in yellow paper stood stiffly, like a standing corpse, looking down at Lin Bei and the others below.

The yellow paper on the faces of some figures behind the window fell off, causing them to drift down and attract the attention of Lin Bei and the others.

The yellow paper fell off, revealing a dead face with its eyes tightly closed and its face pale.

But her double eyelids were trembling, showing a tendency to open her eyes.

These are all vengeful ghosts attracted by the sounds made by the wedding procession.

The situation suddenly turned critical.

(End of this chapter)