A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Qin Taotao raised her hand to indicate that she was alright.

But her expression had changed.

That probe just now wasn't a direct confrontation; it was merely a gentle touch of the grave soil with the Ghost Domain.

But in that instant, the supernatural power within her body felt as if it were being held down by an icy hand, almost causing it to sink.

That feeling was terrifying.

It wasn't broken up.

Instead, they were buried.

It was as if her ghost realm, her eerie post office, and all the ghostly power within her had instantly turned into a corpse, about to be taken away by this graveyard.

Lin Yue supported her, her voice low: "Captain Qin, how are you?"

Qin Taotao stared at the new grave, without answering immediately.

She had known all along that Changqing Cemetery possessed the power to suppress ghosts.

The thirteen bizarre events they witnessed upon entering Donghai City were the most obvious evidence.

A scalpel pinned to the corridor.

A strange black rope binding the floorboards.

The rotten wooden stake that held down the ghost car.

Those things all came from the graveyard.

This cemetery is somehow suppressing the ghosts outside.

Qin Taotao hadn't expected that this suppressive force would be so terrifying.

She was almost overwhelmed by the backlash just by approaching a new grave and testing the waters with her ghostly aura.

If they actually dig up the grave, the consequences will only be worse.

Lin Yue looked at the blackened letter in front of the blank tombstone, her breathing becoming rapid.

"Is Zhou Heng down there?"

Qin Taotao remained silent.

She wasn't sure.

But the footprints disappear here.

The letter is here too.

This grave is new again.

All clues point to one conclusion.

Zhou Heng is in this tomb.

Perhaps it's a corpse.

Perhaps it is no longer a corpse.

Lin Yue said in a low voice, "If the cemetery's suppression is this strong, how are we going to take him away?"

This question made the surroundings even quieter.

The wind stopped.

The paper money remained still.

The tombstones appeared and disappeared in the mist, like pairs of unseen eyes.

Qin Taotao did not answer.

She's trying to figure something out.

The golden body bag has been brought.

Foldable containers also came into play.

As long as Zhou Heng's body can be retrieved, she can seal it away.

The problem now is that she can't even touch the grave soil.

Not to mention digging up the grave.

Lin Yue also thought of this.

She looked at Qin Taotao, her voice even softer: "Captain Qin, should we retreat first?"

retreat?

Qin Taotao's eyes remained unchanged.

She had considered it.

She could take Lin Yue away and then designate this area as an S-level risk zone, ordering headquarters to seal off the entire southern suburbs.

She could even leave Zhou Heng's body here and wait for someone stronger to deal with it.

But who in Kyushu can come now?

Chen Mo is still unconscious.

Whether other ghost tamers can even enter this graveyard is questionable.

Dragging it out will only make things more uncontrollable.

If Zhou Heng's body is used in a cemetery, the consequences will be immeasurable.

Besides, she had promised.

I need to be seen alive.

They must bring back the body even if it means death.

Qin Taotao took a deep breath.

"Cannot be refunded."

Lin Yue looked at her.

Qin Taotao said, "Zhou Heng must be taken away."

Lin Yue's lips moved, but in the end she didn't try to persuade her.

She knew Qin Taotao's personality.

Once she makes a decision, she won't easily change it.

Qin Taotao straightened up and tucked the golden dagger back into her waistband.

She reached behind her, took down the folded container, placed it on the ground, and then unfolded the golden body bag and placed it beside her.

Everything was quiet.

It's like preparing for a failed funeral.

Lin Yue watched her movements, a hint of unease creeping into her eyes.

"Captain Qin, are you going to force us to dig?"

Qin Taotao nodded.

"Use brute force."

Lin Yue's expression changed: "The grave soil will suppress your supernatural abilities."

"I know."

"Then why..."

"Therefore, the grave must be opened before the suppression completely subsides."

Qin Taotao's tone was very calm.

But Lin Yue could tell that this wasn't confidence.

This is a gamble.

Betting your own life.

She wanted to say something, but after seeing Qin Taotao's eyes, she swallowed her words.

Qin Taotao's actions were not impulsive.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

She just didn't want to give up.

Qin Taotao raised her left hand, and a wisp of dark ghostly energy spread out from beneath her feet.

That was no ordinary ghost realm.

There was a faint smell of old, worn-out letter paper inside.

It was like a door opening in a cold, gloomy building.

Immediately afterwards, the air in the cemetery seemed to sink slightly.

Lin Yue seemed to hear footsteps.

It's very far.

And very close.

It looked like someone was walking through the stairwells, floor by floor.

Qin Taotao activated the power of the Ghost Post Office.

A blurry outline of buildings could be vaguely seen behind her.

The wall is mottled.

The lamplight was dim and yellow.

An ever-extending staircase.

That was the shadow of the Ghost Post Office; though it was only for a moment, it sent a chill down Lin Yue's spine.

Qin Taotao did not stop.

She raised her other hand.

An even colder aura emanated from her.

The air carried the sound of wheels rolling over a dilapidated road.

There was also the deep roar of the engine.

It's like a bus that doesn't exist in reality, coming from the end of darkness.

She also mobilized the supernatural power of the ghost bus.

Two completely different supernatural phenomena overlapped in Qin Taotao's life.

One side is like a messenger in an old building.

One side resembles a ghost car traveling on a supernatural road.

Lin Yue involuntarily took a half step back.

She felt her right hand begin to go numb, and the pharmacological supernatural forces within her body were also affected by these two forces.

Qin Taotao's hair fluttered gently.

Her face grew paler and paler.

But her gaze grew colder and colder.

"open."

She said in a low voice.

The sound faded.

The ghostly post office's illusory image is a door that suddenly presses down on the new grave.

The power of the ghost bus is like an invisible vehicle, crashing violently into the grave.

boom!

There was no real loud noise.

But Lin Yue felt a jolt in her head.

The new grave in front of them suddenly collapsed an inch.

A crack appeared on the blank tombstone.

The blackened letter was swept up by the cold wind and hung in mid-air, but it did not fly away.

Qin Taotao took a step forward.

Her ghostly aura covered the grave mound, wanting to tear open this new tomb.

But the next moment, the entire cemetery seemed to wake up.

An indescribable oppressive force rose from the ground.

It is not a grave.

Rather, it refers to all the graves.

The tombstones on all sides trembled slightly at that moment.

Those nameless tombstones, those tombstones with scratched photos, those tombstones that have collapsed and cracked, all seem to have turned their heads away.

They have no eyes.

But Lin Yue felt countless eyes were on her and Qin Taotao.

Qin Taotao let out a muffled groan.

The ghostly post office began to blur.

The sound of the eerie bus also became sluggish.

It was like a car that never existed getting stuck in the mud, its wheels spinning aimlessly, unable to move forward any further.

Qin Taotao gritted her teeth and continued to exert her power.

Behind her, on the blurry staircase of the post office, there seemed to be a light on.

The lights of the eerie bus also flashed briefly in the fog.

Two supernatural forces erupted again.

The new grave has collapsed another inch.

The soil around the grave cracked.

A stench of decay and blood wafted out from the crack.

Lin Yue's eyes lit up: "It works!"

Qin Taotao did not speak.

She knew it would work.

But I also know it's not enough.

Because at the very moment the grave soil cracked open, the underground pressure surged dramatically.

That wasn't a counterattack.

It's more like the rules of the cemetery itself have been disrupted.

Whoever digs up the grave will be buried.

The soil beneath Qin Taotao's feet began to turn black.

Her calves felt as if they were being pulled down by something, and she slowly sank.

Lin Yue's expression changed drastically: "Captain Qin!"

She reached out to pull Qin Taotao.

Qin Taotao shouted, "Don't touch the grave soil!"

Lin Yue froze.

She looked down and saw that the black mud had spread to the top of Qin Taotao's boots.

The soil, though lifeless, seemed alive, climbing up her legs.

Qin Taotao's face was pale, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

The supernatural power within her was being suppressed lower and lower.

The ghostly post office was almost disappearing.

The roar of the eerie bus faded into the distance.

She stubbornly refused to back down.

She didn't believe it couldn't be opened.

She can't back down either.

"Reopen."

Qin Taotao's voice was hoarse.

She forcefully activated the power of the Ghost Post Office once again.

The unreal post office seemed to emerge from the shadows, carrying an ancient and ominous aura.

At that moment, the strange bus also emitted a piercing screech of brakes.

The two forces crashed down hard.

A small patch of the grave soil was blown open.

Lin Yue saw inside.

Her pupils contracted at the mere sight of it.

There is no coffin beneath the grave soil.

It wasn't an ordinary corpse either.

Inside, there was only a patch of even darker mud.

The black mud was like the mouth of a bottomless well, swallowing all the light.