Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 213 The Ghost Points the Way

Standing once again on the blood-soaked surface, Wang Liang's brows remained furrowed.

Just as another patch of land in the distance began to churn, a scarecrow jumped out from underground.

The straw transformed into flesh and blood, growing a withered, yellow skin, and quickly became the vengeful ghost of the straw old man, laughing eerily.

Scarecrows kept jumping out from the ground and swaying among the straw.

Not only underground, but also on the ground, the straw was intertwined, quickly weaving into eerie scarecrows that exuded a chilling aura.

The number of scarecrows is rapidly increasing, making up for the energy depleted by the Slit-Mouthed Woman's laughter.

This scene made Wang Liang frown even more.

'The ghost realm cannot penetrate the ground here. Who knows how many scarecrows are buried under this eerie place? Moreover, such a large field of scarecrows could be used to weave scarecrows at any time.'

This haunted place can be said to be the ghost's home ground, where the ghost can also be reborn in an alternative way, and it is almost impossible to imprison this vengeful ghost here.

As long as there are scarecrows, as long as there are straws, as long as there is the parasitic curse, this source ghost cannot be imprisoned.

Damn, there are so many troublesome ghosts in this haunted place, but it can't do anything to me either. At most, we just reboot each other. It's not as threatening as that old ghost who was fishing.

The scene froze. Wang Liang's face darkened as he pondered a solution.

It seems that because Wang Liang had already been attacked and the killing pattern had not yet been triggered, the old man with straw did not immediately attack Wang Liang.

The complex and dangerous supernatural confrontation between the human and the ghost has temporarily ended, and they stand silently on either side, locked in a brief standoff.

Behind Wang Liang, however, lay the area outside the Ghost Domain's reach.

The bus had completely stopped running, and the lights in the aisle quickly went out.

A thick darkness quickly spread from the driver's seat to the back seats, filling the entire cabin and making it pitch black and deathly silent.

Both the people and the ghosts on the bus had already gotten off.

There were seven ghost riders who got off the bus, but only four ghosts actually got off. One of the slots on the display screen was the bus itself.

"Don't run! Wang Liang is holding off that scarecrow ghost. There are fewer ghosts getting off the bus than we are. There are seven of us, we can handle them! Suppress them, and we'll be fine once the bus restarts!"

Someone shouted, trying to stop the crowd who were running out of the car as soon as they got off.

But immediately someone ran and cursed, "You're crazy! How can a human compare to a ghost? Do you think you're Wang Liang?! Someone's about to be killed by a ghost!"

"what?!"

Pieces of human skin, marked with stitches, floated above the straw.

The female ghost, covered in terrifying stitches, stepped off the bus and immediately attacked a ghost tamer.

The stitches that bound the female ghost's body together broke, and her skin peeled off and flew towards the ghost tamer.

Moreover, after the female ghost shed one skin, there was another skin underneath, but this time it was a man's skin, but it was also covered with stitches.

The stitches broke, and the second piece of men's skin flew off.

The third and fourth photos
Each piece of skin was very thin, and there were men and women, old and young. A total of about ten pieces of skin flew out and fluttered in the sky above the straw field, heading towards the ghost tamer.

The ghost tamer ran wildly through the straw field, trying to distance himself from the vengeful ghost that had disembarked, and waited at a distance for the bus to restart.

But when he turned around, he saw a dozen or so terrifying human skins floating rapidly toward him, and his eyes immediately widened in horror.

"Damn it, why me?!"

The human skin was drifting over very fast; there was no way to escape.

The ghost tamer's eyes suddenly hardened, and a chilling aura rose from his body as he sought to survive against all odds.

He grabbed a piece of human skin that flew towards him first, a cold, pus-filled swell on the back of his hand, and then it burst open.

The cold, viscous liquid splashed onto the human skin, corroding it and creating large and small pits. It lay motionless in his hand.

The ghost tamer grinned maliciously at the tattered human skin in his hand: "Haha, you think you can kill me so easily?"

But soon, the dozen or so skins flew over and stuck to the ghost tamer.

"Ah, come on."

"There's no escape!" the ghost tamer roared, his eyes bloodshot, ignoring the resurrection of the vengeful spirit and continuing to urge it on.

Both arms swelled up with cold, pus-filled pustules, which thrashed outwards, bursting open and splattering disgusting pus that forced the human skin away.

But there were too many human skins, and they were strangely agile and dodging around the ghost tamer, darting up and down to avoid the splattered pus.

Those human skins would occasionally slip through the gaps and stick to the ghost tamer's body.

Once it makes contact, it will stick to his skin and then be immediately torn off, easily ripping off a piece of the ghost tamer's skin.

Soon, the skin on the ghost tamer's body completely disappeared.

The skin on his body wasn't ruptured by the pustules that he himself had grown using the supernatural power of a vengeful ghost.

It was as if the human skin fluttering around it was being torn away bit by bit, like ants gnawing at it.

In the end, only a bloodied and mangled figure, with not a single piece of skin left, knelt in the rice paddy. The vengeful spirit revived and ceased to exist.

The person dies the moment they lose all their skin.

A new human skin, pieced together with strange bloodstains, floated in the air, dancing with other human skins.

However, this one was not very complete, with large and small rotten pits on its surface, and it looked exactly like the ghost tamer who died on the ground.

The holes in the human skin made a wailing sound in the wind, as if the skin itself was crying, which was quite eerie.

The others weren't in a much better situation either; four vengeful ghosts actually got off the bus.

Besides the stitched-up vengeful ghost, there are three more.

A short, large-headed, long-eared monk ghost haunted an ordinary-looking ghost tamer, who then attempted to launch a supernatural attack on the ghost.

As a result, the supernatural attack struck the monk's ghost, and the ghost suddenly split into two individuals.

Two large-headed, long-eared demons, with their hands tucked into their yellow robes, continued to stagger closer.

The ghost tamer gritted his teeth and attacked again.

Then he was horrified to see that the vengeful spirit he had attacked had split into two.

Now, three identical ghosts approached, surrounding him, swaying as they drew near, and encroaching on his range of movement.

"What the hell is this ghost?"

Cold sweat beaded on the man's forehead, and he didn't even dare to make another move, but the vengeful ghost was still getting closer and closer to him.

Three fierce ghosts, their hands hidden beneath their yellow robes, reached out and grabbed at the ghost tamer.

"No!"

With nowhere to escape, the ghost tamer screamed in terror as three vengeful ghost hands grabbed him, his flesh and blood rapidly rotting away, leaving him lifeless and dead.

On the other side, Xu Feng and Zhao Jie were together, and both of them intended to secretly kill each other.

But now that they've been entangled with a tall, thin, and fierce ghost, they have no choice but to fight it together.

Zhao Jie possesses the ability to manipulate shadows and suppress them.

The two worked together, one stepping on the shadow of the tall, thin, and fierce ghost, briefly immobilizing it.

Another one, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, lunged forward, grabbed the vengeful ghost, and pinned it down completely.

There were no casualties, but they were struggling to suppress the evil spirits.

The last male ghost to get off the bus, pale-faced, then clung to Lin Bei alone.

However, Lin Bei was now in that drowsy state again, his body twitching from time to time.

The vengeful ghost that attacked him did not directly attack him after it came to Lin Bei's side.

Instead, it kept lingering around Lin Bei, as if chasing something unseen, occasionally freezing in place.

Of the seven people who got off the bus, the last two ghost tamers were chased by the stitched-up vengeful ghosts that were on the move again, followed by human skins.

Having witnessed the tragic state of the previous ghost tamer, neither of them had any intention of fighting back; they simply ran away.

At Wang Liang's place, after a wave of resistance and an attack, they finally managed to hold off the enemy.

He seemed to have stopped triggering the old man's killing patterns and had reached a brief stalemate with him. Wang Liang tried to come up with a suppression plan, but to no avail, feeling that it would be difficult to imprison this vengeful ghost on this patch of straw.

But since he can't die anyway, this vengeful ghost will have a hard time killing him, so he's not a big threat.

Wang Liang prepared to continue his efforts, waiting for the bus to restart while trying to find an opportunity to deal with the dangerous ghost in actual combat.

But just before Wang Liang could make another move, the straw-covered old man who had been standing there quietly was the first to stir.

The old man with the straw hat turned slightly, changing his orientation, and his outstretched left arm stiffly fell to his side.

His right arm was still held horizontally, but his drooping palm suddenly raised and pointed forward, pointing to the direction behind Wang Liang's left.

Seeing such vengeful ghostly behavior, Wang Liang, who had been on high alert, was startled.

Because this kind of ghostly behavior is very similar to a ghost he had seen before on the Ghost Tamer Forum, in the ranking of the most terrifying ghosts.

A ghost is pointing the way!
If a vengeful ghost points out a direction, the person being directed will inevitably encounter unknown dangers and may even die if they go in that direction.

If you don't go in that direction, you will immediately be attacked by a ghost pointing the way, triggering the death rule.

Wang Liang was shocked: 'This behavior is very similar to the ghost pointing the way, but the description of the ghost pointing the way on the forum does not mention anything about scarecrows. It is a hunched old man who appears at the intersection in the middle of the night to give directions.'

Wait a minute, the scarecrow's upper body is an old man! Could it be that the source of the ghostly guidance has been controlled by this scarecrow and turned into a jigsaw puzzle?! Is this really a ghostly guidance supernatural event?!

Wang Liang's expression changed, because if it really was a ghost pointing the way, the supernatural phenomenon had already been released and the curse had been established, which meant that he had to make a choice.

If you don't follow the direction the ghost points in, you will immediately suffer a supernatural attack from the ghost.

According to the descriptions of the vengeful spirits on the leaderboard, such an attack is fatal.

Wang Liang was not worried about the fact that his body was destined to die.

However, it would be terrible if it were a fatal attack on consciousness, as the Kuchisake-onna's demon clothes would definitely not be able to stop it.

The choice didn't have to be made immediately; two blood-red arms emerged from the ghostly blood beneath Wang Liang's feet.

In his bloody hands, he held a red ghost candle and a substitute doll, which was soaked in ghost blood and remained motionless.

Wang Liang held the ghost candle and the substitute doll in his hands, as a precaution against ghostly attacks.

Then he turned his head to look to his left rear, wanting to see what might be in the direction the vengeful ghost had pointed out.

As he turned his head, his pupils contracted, because in the distance in that direction, a small town with a foreign style had appeared out of nowhere.

He was certain that there was no such town in the distance when he got off the bus earlier.

This is a haunted town that was forcibly pulled out of hiding by the old man with the ghostly guidance of the straw.

'Wait, this town'

Wang Liang's expression changed. The moment he saw the town, a strange tremor ran through his heart. It wasn't the tremor of revival, but a peculiar feeling.

This town seems to have some special connection with him.

He even felt that as he looked over, a gaze from the distant town was also falling on him.

That gaze was malicious and dangerous, making him feel uneasy.

Wang Liang naturally didn't think this feeling was an illusion; he suddenly realized something.

He always felt that the ghost in the movie would descend at the seventh stop after he boarded the train.

However, the description for lowering the address is:

The seventh stop after getting on the bus!

And here, although the engine stalled unexpectedly, it became the seventh time the car had stopped!
'Could it be that small town is the place where the movie ghost descended?! It looks much more like it than those desolate hills at Station Seven. But isn't it too much of a coincidence?!'

Wang Liang's expression was uncertain; he was truly unsure of what was going on.

The reason the scarecrow stopped the bus and caused it to stall is most likely because he removed the straw from Liu Qi's grandparents' clothes.

If he hadn't dealt with Liu Qi's matter, the scarecrow probably wouldn't have stopped the bus here, and the bus wouldn't have stalled here.

If he hadn't fought the old straw man to this extent after he extinguished the fire, allowing the old straw man to use the ghostly guidance technique, then the town wouldn't have appeared.

If anything goes wrong in any of the steps, he will miss out on this town.

Did the system foresee these events when it provided the landing address?
A choice was presented to Wang Liang.

It is believed that this shutdown was just an accident, and the film ghost descended on the real seventh station.

Continue waiting here for the bus to restart, then continue on the bus to that hill.

I still believe that whatever happened, whatever the cause and effect, it was all predicted in advance.

Once it stops, no matter how it stops, the seventh time is when the ghost from the movie will descend, which is right here.

"Which one should I choose?" Wang Liang looked at the town, his gaze shifting.

The old man's wooden stick stuck in the ground also began to sway, his right hand pointing in the direction of the town, his body swaying as if urging Wang Liang to make a decision quickly.

'This feeling in a small town isn't just for show; it's the seventh time I've stopped, and this is it!'

Wang Liang's eyes hardened, and he made his decision.

He gave up waiting for the bus to restart, turned around, took a step, and appeared twenty meters away, heading towards the town at a leisurely pace, ignoring the old man with the straw behind him.

The old man with the straw used a supernatural method called "ghostly guidance," and as long as he made a choice and did not go against the direction pointed out by the ghost, it would not attack him again.

The people who got off the bus were stunned when they saw Wang Liang's figure flashing and moving towards the distant town.

One of the two demon tamers, being chased by the human skin, shouted in a panicked voice:
"Wang Liang, where are you going?"

Since Wang Liang left, the old man made of straw that Wang Liang had just held back was looking in their direction, but he hadn't made a move yet.

They were already in a very bad situation from being chased, and if the scarecrow targeted them, they would basically be doomed.

Wang Liang did not respond and his figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

"Damn it, isn't he taking the car?!"

Xu Feng, who was suppressing the tall, thin ghost, looked at Wang Liang's departing figure into the town with a look of shock and anger, and deep in his eyes was fear.

He knew what Wang Liang's departure meant for those of them still here.

"Oh no, without Wang Liang to hold them off, those scarecrows have their eyes on us."

Zhao Jie looked in alarm at the scarecrows that were gradually approaching.

"He said he was going to get off at the seventh stop, but is it actually here? Did he deliberately let the bus stall here?!" Xu Feng's expression changed erratically.

"Who cares about all that now? Why hasn't the bus started yet? If Wang Liang doesn't hold back the scarecrow, we'll surely die if we stay any longer. Damn it, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to that town too!"

After Zhao Jie finished speaking, he gave up suppressing the tall, thin ghost, abandoned Xu Feng, and ran towards the distant town.

Seeing this, Xu Feng naturally couldn't stay there alone to suppress the vengeful spirit, so he quickly got up and hurried after them, saying urgently:

"Hey, if the bus starts moving, it'll only wait five minutes. What if I can't get back in time?!"

"We're all going to be surrounded and killed by vengeful ghosts here, who cares about getting a ride! Survival is the priority!" Zhao Jie roared.

"If Wang Liang is willing to leave the bus, he must also have a way to leave this haunted place. We'll follow him then."

"Damn it, let's go!"

Xu Feng cursed and strode towards the town, overtaking Zhao Jie who was running ahead.

This perfectly demonstrates what it means to be able to outrun a vengeful ghost, but you must outrun your teammates.

This made Zhao Jie secretly curse Xu Feng, thinking that Xu Feng must have practiced martial arts.

The two people being chased by the stitched-up ghost had already silently followed Wang Liang towards the town, with about ten human skins following behind them.

Lin Bei, who was holding off a ghost alone, was jolted awake from his drowsiness.

Half asleep and half awake, he also kept an eye on the situation outside.

Upon waking up, he didn't hesitate and ran towards the town as well.

As for the vengeful ghost that had been haunting him, it remained where it was.

It's unclear what Lin Bei just did, but the vengeful ghost no longer chased after him and instead turned and walked towards another place.

(End of this chapter)