The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 51
"Then, what is that..." Chen Zhifu looked at the two people standing in front of him, and shivered uncontrollably. Now he regretted coming here with Wen Zhong.

Not only him, but the rest of them retreated in unison after seeing the dazzling scarlet figure and the bone-piercing pale figure.

"Mr. Wen, why don't we go back first and make a long-term plan." Chen Zhifu said eagerly in Wen Zhong's ear, he really didn't expect to meet such a strange thing.

Wen Zhong ignored him, but squinted his eyes and looked at the two weird ghosts in front of him.

One of the ghosts was wearing a scarlet blood dress, with a red cloth covering its face, with a word "囍" written on it, and the other was wearing a white mourning dress, with a white cloth covering its face, with a word "hanging" written on it.

The postures of the two are surprisingly consistent, with both hands placed on the chest, fingers together, palms separated, from the bare skin of the arms can be seen to be covered with dense corpse spots, which makes people feel creepy.

After a while, Wen Zhong said with a solemn expression: "You can walk if you want, but remember that you choose the road yourself. If you want to survive but don't want to take risks, how can there be such a good thing in the world."

As soon as Wen Zhong finished speaking, the red and white ghosts who had been standing quietly at the same place suddenly raised their heads together. The red and white masks on the faces of the two ghosts also raised a corner slightly due to their movements, revealing dry, Cracked skin, and shriveled, yellow eyes.

"Really, what a ghost!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh, run!"

Seeing this scene, even though Wen Zhong had repeatedly emphasized to them the possible danger ahead and the things to be aware of when encountering a ghost, at this moment they were like hares facing a wolf, running as fast as they could.

Now they only hate that their parents didn't give them two more legs, and they completely forgot the agreement with Wen Zhong.

Chen Zhifu didn't run away, because he had been frightened into a fool, and there was also a middle-aged man standing there blankly. As for Wen Zhong, he heard the sound of running behind him, and he didn't stop him, but just kept a dignified expression. He stared at the two ghosts in front of him.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack"!
There were four crisp clapping sounds, and it was the white-clothed ghost in mourning clothes with a white cloth covering his face. At this moment, it clapped its hands together, and with the sound of clapping, a white light suddenly lit up again.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong's eyelids twitched wildly. At this moment, he felt an incomprehensible strange force attacking him with the sound of clapping.

Danger!

This thought was the only thing left in Wen Zhong's mind, and the next moment there were four muffled sounds of falling to the ground behind him.

"Are you kidding?" Wen Zhong's back was soaked in cold sweat.

He turned his head slightly, and the four people who had tried to escape before all fell to the ground motionless, and they could vaguely see the horror written on their faces.

They didn't know what happened until they died.

Wen Zhong didn't expect that the ghost in front of him could kill people by clapping his hands. Coupled with the red and white ghost domain, it is different from the human ghosts he met at the beginning. These two ghosts are an A-level supernatural event to say the least.

"Why can their red and white ghost domains be used in this ghost forest and not be suppressed by this ghost forest?" Wen Zhong couldn't understand why his ghost domain was suppressed by this ghost forest dead.

"Is it because my ghosts haven't recovered enough? Or... it's because these two ghosts have become part of this ghost forest, so they won't be suppressed."

The ghosts in front of them remained silent after killing the four people who were trying to escape, but in the eyes of Wen Zhong and the others, they were no different from time bombs hanging above their heads, which might explode at any time.

"Mr. Wen, these two monsters seem to only kill people who run away." Chen Zhifu, whose face softened a little, whispered to Wen Zhong: "Is this the rule that Mr. Wen said?"

"It's hard to say, whether this red mourning ghost has made a move yet." Wen Zhong secretly thought that the other party is indeed the boss of a listed company, and he has adjusted his mentality so quickly.

Xisang Ghost and Hanging Sang Ghost, these are the temporary codenames Wen Zhong gave to the two red and white ghosts in front of him. The one in the scarlet blood dress with the word "Happiness" on his face is the Xisang Ghost. The word covering cloth is mourning ghost.

Xisanggui has not yet made a move, and the killing pattern of the other Hangsanggui is currently related to the behavior of escaping.

It's just that its method of killing is too weird. Killing a person with one clap is undoubtedly a curse that must die.

"Mr. Wen." Chen Zhifu lowered his voice again, tremblingly said: "I don't know if it's my illusion, I feel that the smog around here is good, it seems to be getting worse..."

Wen Zhong has naturally discovered it, but the two ghosts in front of him have left him no time to care about this weird supernatural phenomenon.

However, soon, the surrounding smog began to gather at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the two ghosts in front of them were gradually covered by the smog.

Faced with this strange and supernatural phenomenon, Wen Zhong had to be distracted. He looked back at the four corpses that had been shrouded in smog, and at the gradually gathering smog around him, he already had a rough guess in his mind.

I'm afraid that staying in place for too long will attract these ghost hazes.

Wen Zhong was only one person before, and the smog gathering time might be relatively slow, but now, judging by the speed at which the smog condenses, people who have died may also be considered as intermediaries, so there are a total of eight people here.

That being the case, it cannot be delayed any longer.

Wen Zhong made a decision in an instant. If he dragged on any longer, he would probably be killed by the ghost haze without the need for the two ghosts in front of him to make a move.

"Ghost...ghost...fake, all fake...hahaha...hehehe..."

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly broke the silence, and a series of inarticulate words came out of his mouth. In this desperate situation, the middle-aged man's tense nerves finally collapsed.

I saw that he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word anymore. His head was shaking like a Parkinson's attack.

Wen Zhong may not be clear, but Chen Zhifu understands that this kind of situation is a precursor to a mental breakdown, and in layman's terms it is a mental illness.

But what can Chen Zhifu do at this time, even he can't bear it anymore, so he can only pin his hopes on Wen Zhong Wen Zhong, hoping that he can create a miracle.

However, the next moment, Chen Zhifu's face became even paler.

Although the surrounding area was shrouded in smog, Chen Zhifu found that the mourning ghost, which had been standing still without any movement, opened its hands slowly at some point...

This is, someone triggered its killing pattern.

(End of this chapter)