Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

Taking advantage of the opportunity to report the funeral without being attacked by the ghosts, everyone walked along the path in front of the old house gate and returned to the road where the bus had stalled before.

But it's been a few days, so the bus can't still be there.

At this time, except for some blood stains and other traces, there was nothing abnormal on the road.

"Do you want to wait here for the bus?"

Li Yue looked at Fan Xing and the two of them playfully.

"Forget it, if I stay here, I'm worried that I'll be killed by a ghost before I get to the bus." Fan Xing had a bitter look on his face.

"In that case, let's go back."

Yang Jian glanced at Fan Xing, and finally looked at Li Yue.

Li Yue naturally had no objection.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

But just when everyone was about to return the same way, Yang Xiaohua's expression suddenly changed, and her face looked a little stiff;

Everyone looked over immediately.

"Well, I seem to have stepped on something." Yang Xiaohua's voice was trembling.

"Um?"

Everyone immediately looked at Yang Xiaohua's feet.

In order to move more easily during supernatural events, Yang Xiaohua wore a pair of running shoes.

At this time, the place where he was standing was slightly raised, as if there was something really there.

"Slowly move your feet." Yang Jian signaled.

Yang Xiaohua nodded immediately.

Then she carefully moved her feet away.

As Yang Xiaohua moved her feet away, everyone immediately saw what she had just stepped on.

It was a pale palm.

"A dead hand? Or a ghost?"

The eagle subconsciously became alert.

Seeing this strange palm, Li Yue and Yang Jian looked at each other.

"Be careful."

After Li Yue finished speaking, he walked over directly.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately held a lantern and vacated the seat.

"You step aside."

After arriving at Yang Xiaohua's side, Li Yue immediately signaled to her.

Yang Xiaohua nodded immediately, then jumped away without saying a word, and then hid next to Yang Jian.

After Li Yue came closer, he carefully looked at the palms sticking out from the ground.

There were no corpse spots on this hand, and there were no signs of decay. Although the color was a little paler, it was still very fresh.

If the palm belonged to a corpse, it should have been not long after death.

Moreover, Li Yue could also see that the palm was stretched out from the direction of Lao Lin next to him.

He fiddled with it twice casually with his feet.

There was still no movement in the palm.

"It should be the ghost master who died here before."

This was Li Yue's first reaction.

After all, they were the only ones who got off the bus and came to this terrifying place recently.

If we want to completely determine the identity of the owner of the palm, we can only dig it out from the ground.

Thinking of this, Li Yue squatted down and grabbed the cold arm directly.

The next second.

As Li Yue pulled hard on his hand.

A dead body was pulled out from the soil next to him.

The clothes on this dead body looked familiar.

But what makes people feel weird is that there is a piece of yellow paper stuck to the face of the dead body.

The yellow paper is so big that it almost covers the entire face

However, Li Yue also saw that the yellow paper was incomplete in some places and could not completely cover his face.

"I didn't expect it to be this guy Zhou Deng."

Although Li Yue and Zhou Deng had a normal relationship and didn't have much contact, they still recognized the identity of the corpse at a glance.

Zhou Deng?

After hearing Li Yue's words, everyone's expressions changed.

Fan Xing immediately walked to Li Yue and observed carefully;

"It's indeed Zhou Deng." Fan Xing nodded.

Fan Xing knew Zhou Deng. They were both ghost masters affiliated with the headquarters, and they were even relatively familiar with each other.

Therefore, even though Zhou Deng's face was covered with yellow paper now, he could still tell that the corpse was Zhou Deng's.

What shocked Zhou Deng was that Zhou Deng would die quietly in this place.

You must know that Zhou Deng is the nominated captain, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

Fan Xing could not imagine what kind of evil spirit he was that could kill Zhou Deng so easily.

"The clothes and body shape are indeed consistent with Zhou Deng. He is dead."

Yang Jian also stepped forward to confirm at this time.

Zhou Deng's body was cold. Although it was not stiff yet, it was indeed lifeless.

"How could he die here?"

Yang Jian's eyes were full of confusion at this time.

"What do you mean?" Li Yang didn't know what Yang Jian wanted to express.

Yang Jian glanced at Zhou Deng's body, and then at the lantern in his hand:

"I remember that he was holding a lantern in his hand before he left. Logically speaking, as long as the lantern remains in his hand, he will not be attacked by ghosts."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately reacted.

Yang Jian was right, today is the funeral.

As long as you hold a lantern, it is equivalent to announcing a funeral. Even if the evil ghost is following behind, it will not attack.

They have experienced this firsthand.

But Zhou Deng is dead now.

This is obviously something abnormal.

"Does it mean that even if you hold a lantern when announcing a funeral, it doesn't mean you are completely worry-free? There is still a possibility of being attacked by evil spirits?"

Everyone couldn't help but think of this possibility.

This also made everyone's expressions change involuntarily.

"Who knows, anything can happen here." Li Yang shook his head.

"This point does need attention, but I suspect there should be another reason for Zhou Deng's death." Yang Jian suddenly said at this time:

"Didn't you notice that there is no lantern that Zhou Deng was holding?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked around.

Indeed, the lantern that Zhou Deng was holding was not found.

In this case, Zhou Deng was probably killed by the evil spirit because he lost the lantern.

Thinking of this, the nervous people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as the lantern can still protect them.

"It's a good thing that Zhou Deng, this scourge, is dead, so that he won't continue to wander around outside and maybe make a big mess again."

After relaxing, Daqiang couldn't help complaining.

"Forget it, the person is already dead, so keep some morals." Li Yang shook his head and advised.

After sighing, the old eagle also said:

"In fact, the things he caused were not intentional. He was also trying to survive, but he just chose the wrong method."

Although because of Zhou Deng, the old house was out of control and some people died.

But in the end, Zhou Deng didn't mean it, and he didn't want to hurt anyone. He just liked to wander around.

Zhou Deng himself didn't know how much trouble his behavior would bring to others.

After hearing what Lao Ying said, everyone was silent.

Even Daqiang was no exception.

Because he also remembered that when Zhou Deng left last night, he did take the initiative to lead the ghost away with a lantern.

From this point of view, Zhou Deng really had no ill intentions.

He didn't deliberately cause trouble for everyone.

"Forget it, the account is settled when the person dies. No matter what Zhou Deng did before, he is dead now. There is no need to hold on to it."

Fan Xing's mood suddenly became a little depressed at this time.

Compared with other people, his relationship with Zhou Deng is obviously better.

Now seeing Zhou Deng die here like this, he is naturally not happy in his heart.