Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 274 The Past (Part 3)

“Zhang Dong, that plan failed. Although it was only a prototype, the appearance of that room means that the future has begun to change.”

Xu Changyi walked in front, with Zhang Dong beside him, and the two of them slowly walked along the loess street.

Behind them, a white horse pulled a heavy coffin, its wheels leaving deep and shallow tracks on the ground.

This is a remote little town, with deserted streets and dilapidated buildings. After the war, everything seems naturally ruined.

"Don't you always say that the paranormal is always full of uncertainty?"

Zhang Dong's face remained expressionless, as always.

"Since we're unsure, let's keep going. This isn't the first time we've failed; let's try a different path."

After leaving the town, the two arrived in the suburbs.

In this era, much of the land was still undeveloped, and most places remained wilderness.

The ground was cracked and devoid of any sign of life; the sky in the distance was dark, with low-hanging clouds.

The surrounding area was barren. After years of war, there was no sign of life, and for miles around, there wasn't even a single stone, just sand and mud.

As you walk forward, at the edge of the horizon, a gray, undulating area begins to appear.

It was a vast mass grave.

The graves are scattered on uneven ground, varying in size.

Some didn't even have tombstones; they were just piled up with some loose soil, and you could barely tell they were grave mounds.

The entire cemetery was in disarray. So many people died in this brutal invasion that it was impossible to count them all. These mass graves were found in almost every place.

Xu Changyi stopped and looked at the cemetery.

"Speaking of which... Qin hasn't shown up for a long time."

His tone was calm, yet tinged with a hint of helplessness: "A child who was unfortunate from birth, yet possesses supernatural powers that even we cannot comprehend."

Zhang Dong handed the horse's reins to Xu Changyi.

"Don't worry about him. In this world, unless he wants to die, no one can kill him. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

After saying that, he prepared to turn and leave.

Xu Changyi watched his retreating figure. "Aren't you going in to take a look? We're almost there. It's been a long time since Meng Xiaodong has seen you."

"No."

Zhang Dong did not stop walking, but gently shook his head.

"There's been too much going on lately. The ghosts at the museum are appearing more and more frequently, and people abroad are also trying to send ghosts to heaven. The future is starting to change, and I need to go there and see for myself. I have to figure some things out."

"correct!"

Xu Changyi's voice called from behind: "Don't forget about the gold! Go to the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce! Old Chen has connections to get the gold! Remember to test it on a ghost first!"

In the distance, Zhang Dong's figure had already disappeared from sight.

On this desolate land, only Xu Changyi remained, leading his horse. The coffin behind him appeared somber in the dim light.

The sky was overcast, and the surroundings gradually darkened; night was approaching.

A tall man stood at the entrance to the cemetery, looking sullen.

Li Qingzhi and Luo Wensong had never gotten along well and disliked each other, so he went out to patrol the surrounding area to check if any ordinary people had wandered in by mistake.

He spotted Xu Changyi from afar and asked, "Where's Zhang Dong?"

Attaching the horse's reins to a tombstone, Xu Changyi pointed to the coffin behind him: "Let's move that coffin in first. Zhang Dong has gone to take care of some things. We've made a new discovery; perhaps we can find a way to imprison the vengeful ghost in the long term."

"Long-term imprisonment of vengeful ghosts?"

Li Qingzhi stepped forward and lifted the coffin with one hand.

"Is it going to be one of those methods where you use a ghost to suppress another ghost?"

“No, this plan is safer. As long as it is handled properly, ordinary people can restrain the evil spirits without getting hurt.” The two walked through the graves and headed towards a thatched hut in the center of the cemetery.

Li Qingzhi's surprise was written on his face. In their time, there were all sorts of ways to imprison vengeful ghosts, but they all followed the same principle.

Use one ghost to restrain another ghost.

Although the effect was good, the vengeful spirits would revive over time, and they did not want to leave such a mess for future generations, so they kept looking for other solutions.

He quickened his pace, carrying the coffin, and said, "Let's go in first. Everyone except Zhang Bohua is here. That kid ran out to gather herbs again, saying that studying medicine can't solve paranormal events."

The hut was so simple that it couldn't be simpler.

A wooden bed, a few stools, and a stove.

The hot water in the stove was bubbling, and the firelight cast a dark red glow on the wall.

Luo Wensong was adding firewood to the fire, while Zhang Youhong sat beside him, carefully taking care of Meng Xiaodong, who was lying on the straw mat.

In the corner, there was a young man covered in yellow dust, holding an iron shovel, burying some dark herbs in the soil.

As he dug the hole, he said, "I've told you countless times, this stuff isn't candy! You can't eat it like a meal!"

"Alright, Luo Qian. Xiao Dong had no choice. She had no other option when facing a vengeful ghost. Have you forgotten how you almost got crushed to death when you insisted on carrying that tombstone last time? It was Xiao Dong who pulled you out."

Zhang Youhong touched Meng Xiaodong's face; his skin was ice-cold, without any warmth.

At this moment, Meng Xiaodong was very weak, and the black and white spots on his body were faintly visible. He looked like a corpse that had just begun to decompose.

"Boom!"

Just then, a heavy thud was heard outside the door, and everyone immediately turned to look.

Xu Changyi pushed open the door and walked in.

"Ayi!"

The group immediately stood up. Meng Xiaodong struggled to sit up from the bed, glancing at Xu Changyi's back every now and then, hoping for Zhang Dong's appearance.

"stop looking."

He pulled out a stool and sat down. "Zhang Dong is very busy; he's gone to handle some matters. I've made some new discoveries this time."

Li Qingzhi also bent over and followed him in.

Seeing that everyone was present, Xu Changyi didn't delay and spoke directly:
"As everyone knows, due to the appearance of vengeful ghosts, some people have begun to investigate folk legends and ancient records. The Reform Society has even gone to dig up ancient tombs. But we should focus on the future. Even if ghosts really existed in ancient times, they didn't solve them. Otherwise, there wouldn't be any supernatural events now."

Zhang Youhong nodded. Most of the ghost tamers of this era thought the same way, except for the group from the Reform Society.

Rumors have circulated that the Reform Society's method of controlling ghosts may have originated from an ancient tomb.

It's dangerous, but highly effective. It can solve paranormal events in a region in a short time, but it's not sustainable, and the victims always end up dying a terrible death.

The Reform Society, however, referred to this entity as the "City God."

When the previous City God's vengeful ghost revives and dies, a new one will immediately take over, using their methods to continue controlling the ghost, generation after generation.

"You mean, we should carry out Qin's plan?"

Luo Wensong frowned as he spoke.

"He's always acting mysterious, and he likes to only say half of what he means."

“No…” Xu Changyi shook his head, his expression serious.

"I'm here to tell you all that his plan has been cancelled. Due to some uncontrollable changes, the future has lost its uniqueness and has begun to become unstable."

"impossible!"

"Bullshit!"

"That's nonsense!"

The three men spoke at the same time, their voices filled with disbelief.

(End of this chapter)