Mysterious Revival: Starting by Controlling the Person-Hiding Ghost, Part 24

A great terror lurked behind him.

Gulp.

Although every cell in his body was urging him not to look back, Luo Suyi swallowed, gritted his teeth, and looked over his shoulder again.

The eerie scene appeared once more.

There was nothing behind him, not even a single moving thing, yet the unmistakable chill still lingered on his body.

Luo Suyi instinctively felt his back and found that his entire shirt was nearly soaked through with cold sweat.

Wait, what was that?

Luo Suyi yanked at the back of his shirt and immediately discovered something horrifying.

At some unknown point, a grayish-white mark had appeared on the sweat-soaked white fabric. Judging by its shape... it seemed to be a human face.

A twisted human face.

Luo Suyi didn't know if it was his imagination, but he even felt that the face was smiling, smiling at him as though it were alive.

At that, Luo Suyi could no longer bear it. He let out a hysterical growl at the empty space behind him.

"Lin Luomei, let's go. We're leaving this damned place now. We'll say that Yang Jian and Jiang Li attacked us together and killed Huang Fei."

"...Lin Luomei, are you listening?"

When Luo Suyi turned around again, he found that he was the only one left in the pavilion.

"Damn it, they took out two of us right off the bat. The way things are going, I'm afraid they won't let me leave so easily."

Suddenly, that cold, sinister feeling appeared behind him again.

"Get lost."

Luo Suyi let out a low growl. Countless tiny holes rapidly split open across his skin, and something seemed to be wriggling beneath his scarlet flesh.

As a veteran ghost controller, he had survived until now not through arrogance, but through his reactions to unexpected events.

Countless eerie threads emerged from his back and spread out behind him.

The pain of his skin being torn open as they pushed through kept stabbing at his brain like needles, making him feel as though he were better off dead.

But Luo Suyi endured the agony and continued forcing the threads out of his body.

A ghost controller's instincts told him that if he didn't give it his all now, he would definitely die here.

His instincts were not wrong. At that moment, a terrifying figure stood silently behind him, seemingly waiting for him to turn his head.

The figure was also holding two limp people, one covered in dirt and the other bearing obvious strangulation marks on the neck.

The eerie threads quickly wound around the figure's face, trying to burrow into his ears and nose.

But that face showed no reaction at all, as though he had fallen asleep. Even his entire head drooped down from his neck.

"It seems to be working. My Ghost Threads have burrowed into someone's body."

Sensing the feedback from the Ghost Threads, Luo Suyi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether a fierce ghost or a ghost controller, anyone invaded by his Ghost Threads would become a puppet under his control.

"The one on the other end seems to be struggling, but it's no use. Even a fierce ghost can't break free of my Ghost Threads."

"Let's see whether this guy playing the ghost is a human or a ghost."

Luo Suyi was confident in this, firmly believing that no one could break free of the Ghost Threads on their own, so he calmly turned his head.

A single glance sent a bone-deep chill surging through him, making his hair stand on end.

"That's impossible?!"

Seeing the scene before him clearly, Luo Suyi staggered back several steps, his pupils contracting sharply.

The other end of the Ghost Threads was indeed connected to a living person in a school uniform, but how could there be a ghost hanging on him?

Not only had the ghost not been invaded by the Ghost Threads, it was hanging from the man's shoulder with a chilling smile. Its sunken, withered face was identical to the mark on his shirt.

The sleeping Jiang Li still showed no reaction. His neck was bent at an angle impossible for a living person, his head hanging limply, and his already slightly pale face looked even more lifeless.

But what truly frightened Luo Suyi was this.

He could not control the person before him who had been invaded by the Ghost Threads. For some reason, the countless Ghost Threads that had burrowed into his ears and nose had completely lost contact with him.

What was more, the man's head began to rise slowly, and he opened one eye, as though waking from a deep sleep. But the expression on his face was identical to that of the ghost beside him.

A hollow, sinister sneer... it was an expression that could never appear on a living person's face.

Just then, Luo Suyi glanced at the ground and saw the megaphone Lin Luomei had dropped. At the thought that the lives of both his teammates were uncertain, he couldn't help feeling some hatred toward the person before him.

There's no way the Ghost Threads aren't working. I must not be trying hard enough. I can't control this guy because there aren't enough threads. As long as I push myself harder, I can definitely control this uncanny guy.

"Ah-"

A suppressed, agonized growl rang out.

Countless Ghost Threads poured from the holes in Luo Suyi's back, reaching wildly toward Jiang Li and the ghost on his shoulder.

Whoosh~

The ghost hanging from his shoulder suddenly opened its mouth and exhaled a cloud of grayish-white gas.

The eerie gray gas faintly gathered into a ghostly face. It brushed past Jiang Li's face and drifted slowly toward Luo Suyi with a vicious grin.

In an instant, the Ghost Threads that touched the gas began to dissipate rapidly before they could get close to Jiang Li, until nothing remained.

Seeing his supernatural power neutralized so easily, Luo Suyi's face twisted, and he forced an angry curse from his throat.

"Fuck!"

At that moment, Luo Suyi was no longer thinking about how to fight back. He only wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

He had barely taken a step when he felt something cold and slimy against his foot.

Something had grabbed his foot. It seemed to be a hand.

But a living person's hand could never be this cold. It was like a corpse that had been left in an ice cellar for days.

The hand gripped Luo Suyi's foot tightly, nearly crushing his ankle. Worse still, it began to sink.

Luo Suyi's expression turned appalling, and he let out another desperate curse.

"Fuck, I'm done for."

Chapter 38: The Eerie Crow Feather

After a long wait, the expected death still did not come.

Instead, a strange crow's caw suddenly rang out for no apparent reason, sounding especially jarring in the silent night.

Luo Suyi tried opening his eyes again and was delighted to find that he was still safe and sound.

Just then, a somewhat indifferent voice sounded behind him.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Jiang Li spoke softly, lifting the two people in his hands as he did.

"Three unaffiliated ghost controllers?"

"Uninvited guests aren't welcome, especially ghost controllers like you, no better than wild dogs. If you dared break into someone's residential compound while they were sleeping, you should have been prepared to die long ago."

"You should be glad I don't enjoy slaughter. I left those two accomplices of yours with a breath of life, but if you can't give me a suitable reason, all three of you will die here."

Still shaken, Luo Suyi turned to look. The man who had seemed like a malicious ghost moments ago was standing outside the pavilion, holding two unconscious people.

They were Lin Luomei and Huang Fei.

This guy Jiang Li is hundreds of times more terrifying than I expected. Maybe I shouldn't have let Lin Luomei use such aggressive methods to call them out in the first place... no, if it had been Yang Jian who came out, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out like this.

At that thought, Luo Suyi felt overwhelming regret and fear.

Before meeting them, he had never even considered that he might be inferior to Yang Jian or Jiang Li. No matter what, they were all ghost controllers, so the gap between them shouldn't have been too great.

But reality had dealt him a blow to the head. Before he had even seen the other side, his team had been reduced to one.

Luo Suyi had a feeling.

If the man opposite him hadn't wanted to keep him alive for questioning at the end, killing him would probably have been no different from crushing an ant.

"My name is Luo Suyi. Those two you're holding and I are all members of Dahai City's Supernatural Forum. The organization is registered with headquarters. If you don't believe me, you can check."

"We came here intending only to meet you and Yang Jian, nothing more. We meant no offense whatsoever."

Jiang Li raised his eyes and looked directly at the trembling Luo Suyi, falling into thought.

The Supernatural Forum. So they were Ye Zhen's people from Dahai City. Such a death-seeking way of doing things did suit his organization.

But barging into someone else's territory at a time like this was far too reckless.

"I'm not satisfied with your explanation, but since you're a member of the Supernatural Forum, I can pretend your intrusion never happened and let you leave," Jiang Li said.

"But I won't simply let your two teammates go. Since they were defeated by me as intruders, they should receive the punishment intruders deserve, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Luo Suyi was taken aback and asked hesitantly.

"You pay for their lives."

Jiang Li set the two people he was holding on a bench in the pavilion and pointed at them. "I'm not fond of killing. For these two, pay one hundred million in compensation per person, and I can let you take them away. As a ghost controller, I trust you have enough assets to pay that sum."

"..."

Hearing this, Luo Suyi fell silent.

It wasn't because the compensation was too high, but because he happened to be unable to afford it at the moment.

As Jiang Li had said, this sum was not an astronomical price for a ghost controller. Any contained fierce ghost on the underground market could sell for at least a hundred million, and even then, fierce ghosts remained in short supply, with buyers but no sellers.

But before coming to Dachang City, Luo Suyi had already converted most of his assets into gold. At the moment, he couldn't even come up with tens of millions.

At this critical moment, he could only brace himself, take out his phone, and make a call.

"Luomei, the other one, and I got into some trouble outside. We need some money, about three hundred million."

"Yes, yes, I'll remember the lesson next time. Just deduct the money from my future salary."

After roughly a minute or two, Luo Suyi looked up and asked, "The Supernatural Forum couldn't find a bank card under your name. Where should the money be sent?"

"You work quickly. I really don't have a bank card yet," Jiang Li said. "Send it to a card under Yang Jian's name. I'm living in his place, after all, so consider it rent."

"Okay."

Less than five minutes later, Luo Suyi glanced at his phone again and said quietly, "The money you asked for has been sent, not a cent short. You can ask Yang Jian to verify it. I've paid the compensation, so please give my people back now."

"If there's a next time, you won't get another chance like this."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Li's figure vanished, as though he had never been there.

Lin Luomei and Huang Fei lay limp on the bench, barely breathing.

Huang Fei in particular had damp soil filling his nostrils and mouth. If he hadn't been found in time, he would probably have suffocated to death here.

Looking at the state of the two, Luo Suyi felt a surge of lingering fear. He immediately contacted a car and took the other two away.