Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 24 Double Happiness (Part Six)
"Let's go."

Yang Jian turned around and said to Zhang Wei and Ye Zhen.

"Wait, Leg Bro." Zhang Wei sat up and pulled a mineral water bottle from under the bed. There was still half a bottle of pale yellow liquid inside.

“Brother Leg, this is my virgin urine. When I see that female ghost later, I’ll pour it on her. Even Qian Wanhao’s grandfather couldn’t withstand it, so I don’t believe this female ghost can withstand my more than ten years of cultivation.”

"Brother Wei, your pee looks a bit like you're suffering from internal heat."

Ye Zhen has fully recovered.

"Your virgin urine is of no use except to make me smell like a stinker."

Yang Jian opened the door and was the first to walk out.

Since the village chief asked Zhang Wei to go to the back mountain to fetch the bride, they should follow his instructions and the group should be safe now.

Unable to retrieve the marriage certificate, Yang Jian had no choice but to proceed with the wedding ceremony as planned and then seek other solutions.

The three walked along a narrow path, heading towards the back of the village in the mountains.

The low-hanging sky shone with a somber glow, and after turning a corner, a gloomy cemetery came into view.

"Hey, what's that?" Zhang Wei said, opening a mineral water bottle and spraying his urine in front of him.

In the dim light of dawn, a dark red sedan chair stood quietly beside the cemetery, its body covered with tattered red cloth, resembling pieces of shroud soaked in blood.

Beside the bridal sedan chair, the village chief and a group of villagers held old suona horns in their hands. Their lifeless faces and empty, lifeless eyes showed no trace of human vitality.

These people stood there stiffly, seemingly waiting for a specific moment.

"Ye Zhen, keep an eye on those people. Awei, come with me to find your fiancée."

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes swept across the gloomy cemetery, and it was clear that the bride the village chief had mentioned was in this cemetery.

Ye Zhen casually leaned against an unmarked tombstone.

"Xiao Yang, remember this: no one can order me around."

As he spoke, Ye Zhen picked up his longsword and began searching the cemetery.

The cemetery wasn't very large, but the dim lighting made it difficult for them to see the photos on the tombstones, making the search very challenging.

"Holy crap! You pissed on me!"

Zhang Wei suddenly roared.

Holding a shovel he'd somehow acquired in his left hand and a mineral water bottle in his right, he frantically sprayed urine into the tombstone in front of him.
"Awei, stop."

Yang Jian stepped forward and examined the tombstone in front of Zhang Wei.

There was only a yellowed photo on the tombstone. The woman in the photo had delicate features and a cold demeanor. She was the same woman who used to be Zhang Wei's phone screen saver.

A rich crimson stain covered the grave mound. Yang Jian planned to use his Ghost Domain to move the bride out, but strangely, the Ghost Domain encountered an obstacle. It was unable to penetrate the soil beneath his feet and enter the grave mound.

"This soil... is very similar to the ghost that Feng Quan controls."

"Hey, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and help me dig! I still have some of my virgin urine left. When we dig up that female ghost, I'll pour it all out on her!"

Zhang Wei was digging at the grave mound with a shovel. The grave mound, which was originally so solid that even Yang Jian's ghost domain could not invade, was now being dug into a deep pit by the shovel.

Yang Jian stared at the shovel in Zhang Wei's hand; he could confirm that it was a supernatural object.

"Awei, let me do it."

Items imbued with supernatural influences often possess extremely dangerous backlash effects. Although Zhang Wei seemed unharmed, Yang Jian still took the shovel from Zhang Wei's hand to avoid any future mistakes. The shovel felt cool to the touch, and a highly unsettling sensation ran through it, as if he were grasping the wrist of a corpse.

To be on the safe side, Yang Jian concentrated his ghost domain onto the ghost hand, then picked up a shovel and began to dig at the grave mound.

After digging only a few times, "Bang!"

The shovel seemed to have struck a hard object, making a dull thud.

"Leg Bro! It looks like we've dug something up!"

Yang Jian didn't speak, but took the shovel and peeled away the soil covering the coffin little by little.

An old, black coffin gradually came into full view.

At the same time, the group of villagers behind them who had been standing still suddenly moved. They all picked up their suonas in unison, and a low suona sound rang out. The tone of the suona was very strange, both shrill and muffled.

The sound of the suona was initially very soft, but it quickly became noisy and rapid. Then the sound grew louder and louder, and the scarlet ghost realm actually began to ripple slightly in response to the sound of the suona.

Yang Jian glanced at the crowd, then the ghostly hand pressed down on the coffin lid and forcibly lifted it open.

"Thump!" The moment the coffin lid was lifted, the ghost's eyes snapped shut, and then the scarlet ghost domain contracted rapidly into its body like a tidal wave.

The ghost's eyes were suppressed, and it didn't even dare to look inside the coffin.

Yang Jian reacted quickly without hesitation. The dark shadow suddenly rose up and swiftly covered the inside of the coffin.

"empty?"

The inside of the pitch-black coffin was completely empty.

A glimpse of dark red flashed in the corner of Yang Jian's eye, and he looked in that direction.

On Zhang Wei's back, a terrifying dark red figure was lying there!
It was a female corpse, covered with a red veil with a large "囍" character on it. Her bright red wedding dress seemed to be dripping with blood. Under the two wide red sleeves, a pair of withered hands were tightly gripping Zhang Wei's shoulders.

The lifeless female corpse was pressed tightly against Zhang Wei's back, making it look as if Zhang Wei was carrying it on his back.

Almost instinctively, Yang Jian didn't turn his head, and Ghost Hand raised the shovel and smashed it down hard.

"Clang!" The collision between the female corpse and the shovel produced a dull thud, which did not sound like the sound of metal striking metal, but rather like two corpses colliding violently.

The collision between the two generated a huge recoil force. Yang Jian was shaken by this force and his whole body trembled. His ghost hand could no longer hold the shovel, and the shovel fell to the ground with a "clang!"

Zhang Wei then realized what was happening and looked back, exclaiming, "Holy crap! Ah Zhen!"

"Leg Bro! My foot is moving by itself!"

Zhang Wei's legs wouldn't obey him; as if controlled by the female corpse behind him, he stiffly took steps toward the bridal sedan chair in the center of the cemetery.

At this moment, Zhang Wei's body was slowly turning deathly pale, and dark red lividity was appearing on his skin at a visible speed.

The urgent suona horns around him grew louder and louder, echoing wildly throughout the cemetery. This eerie sound restricted Yang Jian; without the Ghost Domain, he was completely unable to move and was frozen in place.

"Leg Bro! Why are you staring at my butt? Get Ah Zhen off the stage!"

The dark red veil partially obscured most of the female corpse's face, and from Yang Jian's perspective, a pair of lifeless, terrifying eyes were staring at him.

With just a glance, without even making contact, Yang Jian shuddered. His eyes began to glaze over, his skin rapidly dried up, and he looked like a dehydrated corpse.

Yang Jian, who was already trembling from the shock of the shovel, was now attacked by the female corpse. His body began to rapidly lose its life force, and then his head tilted back, and he fell straight backward.

(End of this chapter)