Mysterious Revival-Chapter 716 - 683: One’s Own Nightmare

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After regaining his composure, Yang Jian began to contemplate his current situation. He had confirmed that the ghost he controlled had disappeared and after recognizing the special and eerie environment around him, he was able to make a rather bold conclusion.

That was, he was dreaming.

Only in dreams could he explain everything that was happening before his eyes.

Given his current state, even if the Hungry Ghost were released again, or the Ghost Envoy were still around, he would dare to face them head-on.

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But if it were in a dream, then everything would be different.

It seemed that the powers of ghosts could not operate in dreams, or perhaps the ghosts controlled by Yang Jian were unable to intervene in the dreamscape.

"This is a supernatural dream, only when it involves the supernatural can I feel so clearly how real it is, while also knowing that I'm dreaming," Yang Jian pondered.

So how should he wake up?

Or rather, how should his consciousness return?

He dared not linger in this supernatural dream for too long, God knows what might happen, especially now that he had lost the identity of a ghost controller and was even disabled, missing one hand.

"Xiao Yuan, where are you going? It's not good to leave the village too far under these circumstances," Yang Jian said.

"It's okay, no matter where we are, we can always come back, and the further away we are, the safer it is. There are many unclean things around here," Xiao Yuan giggled.

Yang Jian said, "So you wanted to buy a knife during the day?"

"Yeah," Xiao Yuan quickly nodded.

"Can real objects be brought into the dream?" Yang Jian thought: "So Xiao Yuan and that girl named Lin Xiaoxi were both wearing the raincoats they bought earlier, holding fruit knives, whereas I didn't bring anything, my hands are empty, I only have the clothes on my body."

"Moreover, the disappearance of my left hand is not really gone, maybe the Ghost Hand is still there; it just can't appear in the dream."

"The ghosts in the dream can't pull the ghost inside my body into it, which means that once you enter the dream, no matter who it is, everyone becomes ordinary, even the top ghost controllers are no exception."

At this moment, Yang Jian thought of a supernatural incident code-named Nightmare that he had seen on a website before.

Could it be that he had encountered this supernatural event?

After briefly confirming the situation, Yang Jian pulled himself together and calmed down.

The most urgent task now was to not let anything happen to him in the dream, or to die because according to the archives of Nightmare, if a person dies in their dream, they will also die in reality.

And once Yang Jian's consciousness died, his body would soon resurrect as a fierce ghost.

At that time, the entire Meishan Village, no, even the nearby towns and even large cities, would be enveloped by his fierce ghost.

"I have to survive cautiously until the dream ends at dawn," Yang Jian formulated a simple plan in his heart.

It depended on his cousin.

At the same time, he did not hesitate to start clinging to her.

From before, it could be seen that his cousin Xiao Yuan must have lived in this peculiar dream for more than a day, seemingly experienced, stabbing at that weird corpse without hesitation, and acting like a female assassin, what he found most notable was that Xiao Yuan was still giggling when she stabbed the corpse.

But speaking of that corpse...

At this moment, Yang Jian turned his head to look again, and his heart chilled.

The corpse that Xiao Yuan had stabbed three times and had fallen to the side, had somehow stood up and was now looming at the entrance of the village on the nearby road, the white clothing stained with fresh blood, the black head cover still on the head, but judging by the orientation of the body, it seemed to be facing this way.

"What in the world is that thing? Is it a ghost, or a Ghost Slave?"

At this moment, he was somewhat shocked.

Because Yang Jian couldn't understand the existence of that thing.

If it were a ghost, Xiao Yuan would not have been able to succeed so easily, probably dying just by getting close, but if it were a person, there was no way it could be standing up now.

Yet, bizarrely, the corpse stood up.

Yang Jian continued to follow Xiao Yuan and move forward.

The dreamscape was absurd and bizarre, and soon, Yang Jian saw many corpses in the fields beside the road, all in a stiff posture standing there, and without exception, all were headless, their necks empty, all their heads had moved elsewhere.

A wilderness of headless corpses.

"There weren't these things here yesterday, right?" Lin Xiaoxi feeling surprised, saw the headless corpses.

It seemed that in her memory, these things shouldn't exist.

Xiao Yuan giggled, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you. Besides, we have our cousin here, everything will be alright."

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As they spoke, they continued to walk forward.

"These headless bodies seem like the work of the Headless Ghost Shadow," Yang Jian thought to himself. "Could my arrival have caused some unpredictable changes in the dreamscape?"

However, as the three of them passed through this wasteland,

those headless bodies eerily began to twist and turn their torsos in their direction, as if they had set their sights on them, instantly causing one's hair to stand on end.

Even knowing this was all a dreamscape made no difference.

"Not good, these things are moving," suddenly, Lin Xiaoxi shouted.

A headless body began to move towards them, its heavy feet pulling free from the ground of the wasteland and stepping onto the hard, slightly pale concrete path.

It wasn't just one headless body.

The other bodies also showed signs of activity.

"We can't handle this many," Lin Xiaoxi said, fear creeping into her voice.

"Yeah, we can't kill them all, there are too many," Xiao Yuan added, tilting her head slightly and frowning in thought.

At that moment, Yang Jian, who had been silent, said, "Try not to turn your backs to these bodies and see if we can avoid being attacked."

"Will that work? You better not be deceiving us, you can die," Lin Xiaoxi said.

Yang Jian replied, "It wouldn't hurt to try, right? There are too many headless bodies. They stretch on from here and we'll definitely not make it out if we get surrounded."

"Then let's listen to cousin and try turning around," Xiao Yuan said with a giggle.

Thankfully, the headless bodies only occupied a patch of the wasteland on the right and hadn't encircled them. When the three of them turned around simultaneously, unbelievably, all the headless bodies stopped moving and began to slowly retreat to their original positions.

The incomprehensible aberration was halted.

"This actually worked?" Lin Xiaoxi exclaimed, her excitement palpable.

Xiao Yuan, still giggling, squinted her eyes and said, "As expected of cousin, the method really worked."

Yang Jian remained silent.

He was certain that this absurd dreamscape was definitely influenced by the Headless Ghost Shadow. Even though real ghosts wouldn't appear here, a corresponding realm of horror would manifest.

It seemed that the survival difficulty in this dreamscape would increase for a ghost controller.

If it were normal, such scenes wouldn't occur.

"Let's go, let's head to the town," Xiao Yuan waved her hands enthusiastically, eager as if going on an outing, without a single sign of wanting to turn back to the village.

Left with no choice, Yang Jian had to follow her and continue onward.

As they moved forward, Yang Jian noticed.

Though the world of the dreamscape was vast and filled with many inexplicable things, there were hardly any living people.

The road was quiet, with no one else in sight but the three of them.

And although they hadn't walked far, the scenery of the county town had already appeared before their eyes.

The distance in between seemed to have been snatched away out of thin air.

"It's definitely not just the three of us who were pulled into this dreamscape," Yang Jian thought as he looked toward the town and saw some car headlights turning on and heard the sound of car horns.

After taking only a few steps as though only seconds had passed, the three of them had already arrived in the small town.

Hanging high above the town were many dead bodies.

The nooses around the necks of these corpses were made of old, worn ropes, similar to the Ghost Ropes that Yang Jian had handled before.

These corpses, suspended in midair, appeared to have been there for some time, with clothes all tattered and torn, yet without any signs of decay, still looking fresh as if they had just recently died.

"This nightmare, it might be mine."

Yang Jian had this thought in his mind because all the strangeness was related to himself.

If that was the case, then was Xiao Yuan, who had called him out earlier, the real Xiao Yuan?

Or a ghost from the dreamscape?

Had he been summoned into the dream by a ghost?

Realizing this, he subconsciously began to distance himself from the two people ahead.