Mysterious Revival-Chapter 718: The 885th - : The Lost Marketplace

"Oh no, this isn't the one I was looking for," Xiao Yuan said regretfully as she stared at the corpse on the ground.

Yang Jian looked at the body, then back at Xiao Yuan, "Killed the wrong person? Seems like what I thought before. Besides the three of us, there have been others who entered this dream. But what would happen to a person if you killed them here?"

"Of course, they would be dead," Xiao Yuan replied.

"So they would die even if they weren't killed directly by ghosts?" Yang Jian's heart turned cold.

Lin Xiaoxi, who was standing beside them, said timidly, "I advised Xiao Yuan not to do this, but we can't clearly distinguish who to trust. We can only trust people who come from our village, like Brother Yang Jian."

"That's indeed dangerous. But since this is a dream, if something really happens, it doesn't concern reality. Killing someone in a dream is just that, killing. If there's anyone to blame, it's not us—it's the inexplicable supernatural occurrences here."

Yang Jian's face was impassive, not feeling that anything was amiss. "And considering that woman's level of alertness just now, she probably would have died quickly if she ran into a ghost. Her chances of survival were almost none."

"Hehe, cousin thinks just like me," Xiao Yuan said happily.

Yang Jian said, "At a time like this, being naïve just makes you die faster. The things that should be forsaken should not be hesitated over. However, this seems to be just the beginning."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked up.

The death of that woman appeared to be a catalyst.

The hanging bodies, as if disturbed, suddenly began to rotate in midair, facing the direction of the three of them.

The same eerie face, the same expression, and the same ashen gaze made one's hair stand on end instantly.

In the dream, there were not only real ghosts but also these unexplainable supernatural phenomena.

"Plop."

At that moment, a corpse, for some unknown reason, suddenly dropped from an old straw rope and landed heavily on the ground.

No, not just one corpse.

After the first precedent, the bodies began falling like dumplings without stopping.

At this moment, the rain in the sky seemed to pour down even harder, no longer the gentle drizzle from before, as if this change signified that time within the dream had moved into the next phase.

Cold corpses thudded onto the pavement, each lying face down, back turned upward.

While this prevented one from seeing their ghastly dead faces, it only made the scene even more unsettling.

"Huh?"

Xiao Yuan voiced her question, clearly having never witnessed a situation like this before, similar to the previous headless corpse.

These changes were caused by Yang Jian, a ghost manipulator, as the ghosts in the dream seemingly sought to replay the Ghost Rope incident.

"Be careful."

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoxi cried out in alarm.

A corpse had abruptly stood upright without any warning, right next to Xiao Yuan. The body was stiff and expressionless, showing no change of emotion, but its hands were grasping an old straw rope, which was quickly slung around Xiao Yuan's neck.

The rigid hands seemed to have gained immense strength in an instant.

The dirty old rope tightened fiercely, as if it could snap Xiao Yuan's slender neck in a moment.

Xiao Yuan's method of killing was very aggressive, but she hadn't anticipated that the prone corpse could stand again and attack her. So, when she raised her fruit knife, it was already slightly too late.

"Bang!"

However, in the next moment, the corpse with the straw rope was knocked flying.

Yang Jian rushed over, "Don't stay here, run, it's all these things, if we can't get away, we'll die here."

He had been watching the movements of the bodies all along.

In a supernatural event, both motionless and moving bodies are extremely dangerous. Only Xiao Yuan, who had never encountered such events, would not take it to heart.

"Even though they're dead already, why can they still stand up?" Xiao Yuan was puzzled. But before she could study the bodies on the ground, Yang Jian had already grabbed her arm and quickly made their escape.

Despite concerns that Xiao Yuan might be a ghost, one couldn't simply refrain from helping because of suspicion.

"This way, there aren't many people here," Lin Xiaoxi waved her hand, pointing to an empty street.

There were not many corpses on the ground there.

Yang Jian looked around. The bodies were closing in, each holding a straw rope, looking ready to attack them.

Seeing this, the three of them didn't dare stay any longer and immediately ran.

It was no longer about whether ghosts appeared or not; the situation was starting to get out of control.

Fortunately, the corpses behind them didn't walk fast. The sheer number alone was the concern earlier. Although they encountered some dangers while fleeing, they still managed to escape the encirclement of the bodies from before.

Although they were vaguely being pursued from behind, the three of them moved faster and eventually threw off those things.

However, just after they left that area, all the corpses that had been chasing them began to gradually disappear, and in the end, only one corpse remained. That corpse was well concealed and did not hold an old rope like the others—it was completely different.

No, that's not right; that wasn't a corpse, it was a person.

This person stood alone, and after watching for a while, he eventually went straight in the direction where Yang Jian and the others had just left. Strangely, even though this person's pace wasn't fast, he quickly caught up with them. It was just for some reason, Yang Jian, Xiao Yuan, and Lin Xiaoxi in front didn't realize it.

Because this place wasn't within Yang Jian's Ghost Domain.

He couldn't detect any anomalies and could only observe a few things within his immediate surroundings.

"This is a market..."

When they finally stopped, they found themselves inside a market in the town above.

The desolate market had no one selling anything.

"What was that just now? It seems like we have never encountered such a situation before." Xiao Yuan was still puzzled and pondered about what had happened just now.

Yang Jian said with a serious expression, "It's probably because of me. Those inexplicable occurrences appeared under my influence. I have a ghost inside me, and right now, we've been drawn into this nightmare. The ghost inside will react, and although the impact is very slight, it's fatal within a dream because many things in dreams seem to be unconstrained."

This dream feels like it can greatly amplify danger.

Lin Xiaoxi then reminded them, "If that's the case, we'll miss our chance and waste a lot of time. Look, Xiao Yuan, the rain has gotten heavier. If it gets light, we're done for."

"It's fine, we still have a chance," Xiao Yuan chuckled, without a hint of worry.

But during this short exchange, the surroundings began to change again.

The once-empty market was now mysteriously populated with people, not just one or two, but many.

These people gathered within the market, seemingly purchasing goods, with street vendors selling various items. The place was bustling with activity. This was a stark contrast to the bodies that had been everywhere before.

The crowd surged, moving all around them.

It looked exactly like a noisy market. The people at the market seemed very normal, without any hint of strangeness, and they didn't attack even when passed by.

Cousin Xiao Yuan picked up a fruit knife in her hand and instinctively wanted to stab a person nearby.

Yang Jian grabbed her hand to stop her, "With so many people, we won't finish killing them all before daylight even if we start now. I can feel the ghost is in this market, no, it has already set its sights on us, it's nearby, because there are too many changes happening around us, which are obviously not normal. So now we need a plan, a feasible plan to find and kill the ghost, to end today's nightmare. Carrying on chaotically will cause the situation to spin out of control."

Although he had no experience with this place, he had started to adapt after the recent events and calmed down to prepare for dealing with the situation.

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Even if he wasn't a ghost controller, as long as the nightmare wasn't insoluble, Yang Jian was confident he could survive.

"Big brother, what do you intend to do?" Xiao Yuan asked curiously.

She was a brute and didn't think too much; she would just kill on sight, using knives, hammers, driving cars to ram... she had tried every method, and one way or another, it always ended eventually.

"We need to reduce the number of people around us, can't stay outside, must go indoors, a spacious room is best, but we can't block our retreat, we need a place where we can evacuate urgently. This market is not a good place... I remember there's a primary school in this town, let's head there," said Yang Jian immediately, not willing to continue in the same reckless way as his cousin anymore.

"Ah."

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoxi screamed. Her body uncontrollably retreated as if something in the crowd had grabbed her and was holding on tightly, with so much strength that she couldn't resist.

Before Yang Jian could go to her rescue, her figure had already disappeared into the throng of the market.

"Too slow?" Yang Jian reached out to grab but caught nothing, as his vision was blocked by a tall figure.

When he touched the tall man, he felt icy stiffness and was hit by the putrid stench of decay.

A shadow buried deep in his heart seemed to be triggered.

Yang Jian, as if electrocuted, swiftly withdrew his hand.

It was that ghost...

However, when he realized it was just a dream, he looked again, only to find that the tall man had vanished into the crowd without attacking him as he had imagined.

"Damn it." Yang Jian felt he had been played by the ghost in the dream and was slightly ashamed.

Even though it had been too late to catch Lin Xiaoxi, the fact was he had been frightened off by that tall man.

Was there still fear and dread in his dream self?

"Don't go, I'm going to kill you." At that moment, Xiao Yuan's voice came from behind, tittering with a pathological glee.

She seemed to have found something and had already charged into the crowd with her fruit knife in hand.

"Don't go," Yang Jian shouted.

But he didn't stop Xiao Yuan's movement; she was too decisive, hardly hesitating. By the time his shout was out, Xiao Yuan had also vanished from sight.