Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 29 Double Happiness (Part 11)

The sky was gradually brightening, but the village remained gloomy, with the sunlight weakly shining through the thick clouds.

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A sharp, piercing sound rang out in the quiet village.

Inside the house in the courtyard, an old marriage certificate sat on a dark red wooden table, and a nearly extinguished oil lamp beside it emitted a faint red glow. The village chief stood stiffly to the side, his ashen face lifeless.

At this moment, Ye Zhen's body was rotting, with lividity almost covering her entire body. She was kneeling side by side with a female corpse dressed in a dark red wedding dress.

As the village chief uttered that piercing sound, the previously still female corpse suddenly moved, slamming her head hard against the ground with a dull thud.

Then, the corpse stopped moving abruptly, remaining motionless in a kneeling posture, as if waiting for something.

Ye Zhen's decaying body trembled violently. His mind remained clear, but ever since the horrifying female corpse stepped into the room with stiff steps, he had completely lost control of his body and could only kneel down with her, their movements surprisingly synchronized.

At this moment, he could only watch helplessly as his head slowly approached the ground.

"Snapped"

Ye Zhen's forehead gently touched the floor tiles.

However, the instant he touched the ground, a crisp cracking sound came from his head, and cracks instantly covered his head, which then continued to widen and tear.

Strangely, the moment the skull split open, it began to recover at an incredible speed, but the speed of recovery could not keep up with the speed of shattering, giving people the illusion that the shattering was unusually slow.

A strange orange-red line stretched rapidly from afar. Yang Jian also heard the "bowing to heaven and earth" and was on his way to the courtyard.

At that moment, Yang Jian's forehead suddenly split open without warning, and deep cracks spread out continuously.

The wound continued to spread, and Yang Jian's head was about to explode. A ghostly figure instantly covered his entire body, overlapping with him, immediately slowing the spread of the cracks, and then stopping them completely.

"A substitute death?"

A hint of surprise flashed through Yang Jian's mind. He had not had any contact with Ye Zhen, yet the supernatural scapegoat had chosen him.

Without a moment to think, Yang Jian rushed into the courtyard. Before him stood Ye Zhen and his bride kneeling on the ground, with the marriage certificate in front of Ye Zhen.

The next wave of attacks followed.

"~!"

The sharp sound rang out again.

The gruesome female corpse slowly rose to her feet, then stiffly slammed back to the ground.

"Bang!"

This time the sound was even more terrifying, like the dull thud of a dead pig hitting a chopping board. The moment the woman's forehead touched the ground, Ye Zhen suddenly stood up, his still-recovering head slamming into the ground again.

The impact caused Ye Zhen's head to explode completely, and blood splattered everywhere, covering the ground.

However, a strange thing happened: the blood that had been flowing all over the ground began to slowly flow back, gradually gathering together and flowing backwards back to his broken body.

Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen, who was already dead on the ground, but was being restored through some unknown method by a scapegoat. This supernatural manifestation was like an alternative reboot.
The next second, the blood on the ground instantly contracted, and the head returned to normal almost in the blink of an eye. Then Ye Zhen suddenly opened his eyes. In that instant, the surrounding space seemed to have changed. Yang Jian sensed that a ghostly domain seemed to have suddenly appeared and filled the house.

With a buzzing sound, Ye Zhen slowly raised his head, his cold eyes scanning the surroundings.

Ye Zhen first turned to look at the motionless female corpse kneeling beside him, then turned to look at Yang Jian and slowly spoke.

"Yang Jian..." Yang Jian squinted at Ye Zhen. At this moment, Ye Zhen gave Yang Jian an extremely uncomfortable feeling. Even though Ye Zhen was right in front of him, he was not sure if the person in front of him was the same Ye Zhen he knew before.

If he had to say something, Yang Jian felt that Ye Zhen had changed at this moment.

It wasn't an external change, but rather a completely different aura emanating from the person compared to before.

If Ye Zhen before gave people a feeling of being immature and eccentric, then Ye Zhen now gives people a feeling of being reserved, calm, and unpredictable.

A semi-transparent ghost domain, almost tangible, condensed around his body, emitting bursts of buzzing. His body would sometimes rot and sometimes return to its original state.

The external changes in Ye Zhen's body seem to suggest that Ye Zhen has a deeper understanding of how to use the scapegoat.

But Yang Jian no longer had time to think about Ye Zhen's changes.

The situation has reached the limit that the two can endure. Ye Zhen seems to still be able to move, but this state cannot be maintained for long. If this bizarre wedding continues, death is the only fate awaiting them, and Yang Jian intends to dispose of the female corpse here.

"I have a guess, but it might not work. If it fails, we'll both die here today."

"There's nothing to hesitate about; we have no choice in paranormal events."

Yang Jian walked to the gruesome female corpse. The corpse was now completely still, kneeling stiffly on the ground, waiting for the next attack.

Yang Jian took out a dark red bracelet and was about to put it on the female corpse.

Ye Zhen spoke up to stop him.

"What are you going to do?"

"In my current state, touching that marriage certificate would be tantamount to suicide. I want to transfer the risk to this female corpse, and this bracelet just happens to meet that requirement."

Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes, staring at the bracelet.

“The connection between me and this female corpse is very subtle now, so I wear it on my hand.”

Yang Jian remained silent for a moment, his mind racing. 'Planning to transfer using a scapegoat?'

Yang Jian roughly understood what Ye Zhen wanted to do, and without hesitation, he snapped the bracelet onto Ye Zhen's wrist.

Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen and said, "I think you should know that there is a limit to how a person can control a vengeful spirit. Although I don't know what happened to you, you may really die next."

Ye Zhen simply nodded: "I know."

Yang Jian did not respond. A dense red light surged out, and the lake water instantly filled the entire house. However, Ye Zhen and the female corpse were unaffected by the lake water and remained kneeling stiffly in place.

In a lake that glows red.

A thick marriage certificate was floating directly in front of Yang Jian.

The high frequency and intensity of using the power of the vengeful spirit in such a short period of time has resulted in the Ghost Lake now rapidly recovering. However, there is a slight difference: the Ghost Lake's attack target is not Yang Jian.

The attack that revived Ghost Lake was grafted into Ye Zhen's body through that blood-red bracelet.

Ye Zhen, using his role as a scapegoat and the identity of the "groom," shifted the risk of resurrection onto the gruesome female corpse.

Yang Jian had no idea how Ye Zhen had replaced the attack from the resurrected Ghost Lake with that of the female corpse; at this moment, his attention was entirely focused on the marriage certificate.

At this moment, cold lake water continuously flowed from the dark red wedding dress on the female corpse, and then slowly seeped into the corpse, in a continuous cycle.

(End of this chapter)