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Chapter 428 Endless Gravesites! Luo Qian Gets on the Bus! (6K)

Da'an City.

A resource-based industrial city with a population of over five million.

At this moment, the city was almost silent.

A terrifying S-class ghost is wandering through the city, walking stiffly on the road with five faces on its head.

Each face displays a different expression: joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and hatred.

If a person experiences a corresponding emotion within its perception range, they will be killed by the vengeful ghost, and it attacks multiple targets simultaneously.

If it were just this kind of killing pattern, it wouldn't be considered a major threat, since the Five-Faced Ghost doesn't have a powerful ghost domain.

As long as the isolation is in place, it will not pose a significant threat.

So the Five-Faced Ghost was initially rated only B, but things became complicated when two thousand employees of a mine in Da'an City died suddenly at the same time, each with a sorrowful expression on their face.

Through Zhu Wen's divination and Haotian Big Data analysis, a terrifying conjecture was derived.

This ghost can not only sense the emotions of humans within its field of vision, but also trace the emotions of the workers who created them by examining surrounding objects.

For example, when it walks on a main road, it can sense the emotions of asphalt factory workers, lighting factory workers, transport vehicle drivers, and road construction workers.

If any of the five emotions experienced by manufacturers in the upstream and downstream supply chains, they will be killed by the Five-Faced Demon.

There is no limit to the killing distance.

Even if they are thousands of kilometers apart, they will still die.

Upon this conclusion, Five-Faced Ghost was immediately promoted to S-rank!
In ancient times, there were too many desolate mountains and wildernesses with few traces of human activity. If the Five-Faced Ghost wanted to sense emotions, it could only go to the vicinity of towns.

Moreover, the town was self-sufficient, and the number of dead was limited to a certain area.

However, in modern society, the danger posed by this vengeful ghost has been greatly increased.

In a city, everything from cars on the road to electrical equipment, and even a small newspaper, involves all the workers on an industrial line.

With every step taken, workers thousands of miles away die suddenly.

This peculiar pattern would have been impossible for anyone to discover in a short period of time without Zhu Wen's divination and Haotian's keen perception.

Although the vengeful ghost itself is not strong, it poses a much greater threat to modern society than the starving ghost.

boom!
A high-speed jet of disposable coffin nail struck the Five-Faced Ghost.

They pinned him to the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a golden coffin descended from the sky and sealed it inside.

This five-faced monster, which preys on laborers, was imprisoned.

Inside the safe house, Zhan Lan let out a soft breath, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Success."

"The key to imprisoning vengeful ghosts is to understand their patterns; intelligence is extremely important!"

Haotian said with a bitter face, "In some ways, the Five-Faced Ghost is also a vengeful ghost that traces cause and effect. This is really troublesome."

"But I still can't accept it. It's just a vengeful ghost, yet it has the power of killing people based on the law of causality."

"That's outrageous."

Haotian was genuinely worried that the vengeful ghost could trace its origins back to Wang Xiaoming through the disposable coffin nails.

Fortunately, the vengeful ghost doesn't seem to have that ability yet.

Cheng Xiao said angrily, "In this world, there is actually a vengeful ghost whose ability relies on the law of causality to kill those poor working people."

"I really don't know what to say."

Zhang Jie covered his forehead: "Ninety percent of the reincarnation teams are doomed if they come to this world. I guess only we, the gods, and the demons have the ability to deal with it."

Haotian nodded repeatedly, empathizing with the sentiment.

Haotian was not a complete novice; he already had some understanding of the main god.

After entering the God's Space, I also learned a lot of important information about the God's World from my teammates.

Currently, those standing at the very pinnacle of the Reincarnation Space are a few fourth-tier powerhouses.

However, in terms of destructive power, they can only destroy a city.

For fourth-tier individuals like the captain and Zheng Zha, their maximum output is likely already close to the level of breaking through the continent.

But the law of causality is a realm that only saints can access.

Using the weapon of causality to elbow poor working people is something even a heartless capitalist wouldn't do!

It's as absurd as Zheng Zha using his primordial energy to hunt down worker ants!
"Haotian, your tactical design is quite good," Zero said with a smile.

He just fired that coffin nail from over ten kilometers away, successfully ending the Five-Faced Demon.

"Haotian, you're really smart. I feel like Chu Xuan isn't all that great after all," Cheng Xiao said optimistically, putting his arm around Haotian.

Haotian's expression changed, and he quickly shook his head: "I dare not accept such praise, I am still far from being as good as Chu Xuan."

Zhang Jie contacted Ming Yanwei, who was in charge of the lower-level safe house: "The group of precognitive ghost controllers down there are in pretty good condition."

"This tactic is quite effective."

"Haotian, your contributions are evident to all, and you are also very intelligent."

Haotian could only respond with a wry smile.

He was originally an undercover agent sent to gather intelligence on the Zhongzhou team, but now he's become a shrewd and meticulous strategist!

The floating safe house is now divided into two levels. The upper level is for the Zhongzhou team, and the lower level is for several ghost tamers from headquarters, including Xiong Wenwen and Lu Zhiwen, who have precognitive abilities.

While Zhuang Boshi and Zheng Zha were putting out fires, apart from Saito Hajime and Wang Xiaoming staying in the laboratory, the main force of the Zhongzhou Team took advantage of their high mobility to form an emergency support team.

Haotian proposed a mobile fortress tactic, which utilizes Zhang Jie and Zhan Lan's mental scanning, Lingdian and Mingyanwei's long-range sniping, and Wang Xiaoming's research on disposable coffin nails to form a "reconnaissance and attack integration" tactic.

They ensured that anyone discovered the crime was immediately detained.

Of course, this also carries risks.

After all, if they were to encounter a vengeful ghost that attacks with its consciousness, or a vengeful ghost that would attack if it were observed, Zhang Jie and Zhan Lan would also be targeted by the vengeful ghost.

Therefore, the Zhongzhou team brought along all the ghost tamers with precognitive abilities from headquarters.

Haotian has developed a three-layer firewall predictive model.

Zhu Wen will calculate whether Zhan Lan's premonition is dangerous, and then Zhan Lan will predict whether Xiong Wenwen's premonition is dangerous.

Finally, let Xiong Wenwen know whether Lingdian or Mingyanwei's sniping is dangerous.

Of course, Lu Zhiwen was also temporarily transferred here, and he was responsible for calculating the patterns of the evil spirits.

By continuously nesting dolls, the Zhongzhou team was able to foresee the patterns of the vengeful ghosts and the safety of their actions, thus avoiding several bizarre dangers.

"No wonder the captain told us to give you more opportunities to shine." Wang Xia patted Haotian on the shoulder.

Faced with this group of ruthless people, Haotian dared not be arrogant and quickly lowered his head, saying, "It's all thanks to the seniors' greatness."

"I only did a little bit of work, nothing to mention."

Zero nodded and said to Zhan Lan and Zhang Jie.

"Zhao Yingkong sent word that the ghost tide in Dazheng City in the central region has been temporarily suppressed."

"But then a series of supernatural events broke out in the neighboring cities of Xiaowang and Xiaochun."

"She can't get away, so we need to deal with the plague demons in the Great City."

The Spirit Binding Technique proved to be more effective than expected, with Zhao Yingkong leading the Ghost Yingkong army to extinguish fires everywhere.

Zhang Jie scratched his head: "Isn't that Captain Shen Lin over there? Hasn't he sorted things out yet?"

"The Plague Demon is an S-class vengeful ghost; it's not that simple." Zhan Lan looked at the intelligence report in her hand.

"The situation is getting worse and worse. More than thirty cities, including Danan City, Xiaose City, and Daquan City, have completely fallen. The entire Guangnan Province has fallen, the entire Tibetan-Indian region has fallen, and half of the Jianghuai region has fallen—"

"We have nowhere left to retreat."

"The death toll is declining. At this rate, we're all going to be wiped out by the God of God."

Everyone felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

Even with the combined efforts of the Central Plains team and the Ghost Riders, they could only manage to cover one aspect while neglecting another.

They might be able to imprison vengeful spirits.

However, there was nothing that could be done about the secondary disasters caused by the vengeful ghosts.

"Don't overthink it, let's get going right away," Zero said.

"The doctor is looking for reinforcements!"

"We still have a chance!"
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From Mingyue Community to Endless Cemetery.

The seemingly long journey didn't actually take long; soon the surrounding scenery was no longer within a city.

Instead, they arrived at a suburb, a place that was dark even during the day, with old graves nestled in the distance under the gloomy sky.

There are so many old graves that they form a huge cemetery.

Each grave mound contains a terrifying vengeful ghost, and the endless expanse of earth represents the endless burial of vengeful ghosts.

The bus continued along the cemetery for a short while before stopping in front of a wooden house.

The wooden house was inconspicuous, located in a cemetery, and could be easily overlooked if one did not look carefully. However, Old Qin drove his bus and stopped precisely opposite the wooden house.

Drop drop ---

Old Qin honked the horn.

The horn of the old, eerie bus echoed through the strange graveyard.

It looks very weird.

The distant graves rustled, as if they had noticed the bus.

Some blind, vengeful ghosts are coming.

soon.

"Crench!"

The sound of an old wooden door opening rang out, and a person walked out of the wooden house.

It was a decaying old man with a cold and strange expression, exuding an aura of decay, as if he were about to die at any moment.

It was less like a human and more like a vengeful ghost.

The old man paused in front of the wooden door, his pair of dark, pupil-less eyes looking at the bus as if he were scrutinizing it.

But when he saw a string of familiar faces filing out from above, his rotting face twitched, and his expression suddenly became very human.

"you."

"Cough cough!"

Seemingly shocked by the group, Luo Qian swayed, coughed up a few mouthfuls of fresh grave soil, and looked like he was about to collapse.

Luo Qian was in worse condition than Meng Xiaodong. Zhuang Boshi saw that his life was about to be extinguished at any moment, and it seemed that death was just around the corner.

"not good!"

Fearing he would die on the spot, Zhuang Boshi rushed to him, grabbed his neck, and frantically poured his reversed spell and true energy into him.

Luo Qian never expected that this young man would lack martial ethics and launch a sneak attack.

With an unconscious wave of his hand, the endless graveyard seemed to come alive.

"Brother Luo, stop!" Li Qingzhi tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Zhuang Boshi's body was invaded by a terrifying supernatural force. This aura was cold and decaying, and it caused irreversible changes as soon as it touched his body.

The flesh began to rot and fall off, turning into piles of grave soil on the ground.

But that wasn't all. His feet landed on the grave soil, which eroded his mobility instantly.

Zhuang Boshi decisively severed his own thigh, but layer upon layer of grave soil covered him, and in an instant he was buried under a giant grave.

The soil around Luo Qian's grave was incredibly dense, befitting someone who could bury a ghost messenger face-up back then.

Ignoring the resurgence of the vengeful ghost, Luo Qian subconsciously used all his strength, covering Zhuang Boshi with layers of earth, and Zhuang Boshi was quickly suppressed to the bottom.

Slashes, flames, teleportation, intangibility, and reversal techniques—most of Luo Qian's methods lost their effectiveness against him.

If things continue like this, Bosch Zhuang will soon become a new grave in this haunted place, buried here forever.

Runes emerged from his divine eyes and surrounded him.

But the grave soil seemed to be stimulated by these runes and began to come alive, constantly squeezing inwards as if it had to kill him.

The gears in Zhuang Boshi's eyes spun wildly; this was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.

His own runes actually collided with the dark runes of the vengeful spirit.

In his divine vision, countless dark runes around him intertwined, seemingly forming a massive hill, with the suppressive power increased tenfold or even a hundredfold.

In an instant, it seemed as if the light of his soul was about to be suppressed.

On that mountain peak, three faintly visible runes.

Zhuang Boshi strained his eyes to look, and saw the three words flash by for a moment.

"Shady mountain."

What's this!
The next moment, the mountain crashed right into him!
"Brother Luo, what are you doing!" Li Qingzhi said anxiously.

He slashed at the mound of earth that resembled a giant mountain.

But the earthen mound of earth that had cracked open recovered in an instant.

The soil around the grave continued to undulate, as if it were alive.

Meng Xiaodong also looked serious: "Your grave mound seems a bit different."

The immense and ever-growing suppressive force was far more terrifying than ever before. Even standing in front of this cemetery, Meng Xiaodong could feel the supernatural forces within his body being suppressed.

"I didn't do this." Luo Qian had recovered considerably and looked more like a living person.

He said solemnly, “He has drawn upon the spirits of endless graves, spirits I have never encountered before.”

"What should we do then?" Li Qingzhi turned around and looked at the ever-calm-looking Old Qin.

"Xiao Qin, what do you suggest we do?"

"Old Li, I can no longer see the future." Old Qin opened a thermos and took a sip of tea.

"But don't worry, a young man like him won't die."

Before the words were even finished, the seemingly endlessly rising burial mound collapsed like a cliff, and soon, a crack appeared with a loud bang.

A figure emerged from the grave and stood unsteadily in front of the group.

"Young friend, are you alright?" Li Qingzhi quickly stepped forward and brushed the grave dust off Zhuang Boshi's body.

Zhuang Boshi spat out a mouthful of dirt: "It's nothing, there just seemed to be a slight mishap."

Luo Qian looked at Zhuang Boshi in surprise: "It was the strange phenomenon on your body that triggered the uprising of the endless grave soil."

"Is it something wrong with me?" Zhuang Boshi rubbed his temples.

Luo Qian nodded: "I've never seen anything like this before. Luckily, you have a strong will and didn't completely lose consciousness under that kind of suppression, otherwise even the King of Heaven couldn't save you."

What exactly caused the riot in the Endless Graveyard?

Could it be one of my own runes?

Just now, as that giant mountain crashed into him, the runes on Zhuang Boshi's body were crushed by the grave soil. Just as he was about to use his authority to escape, the suppressive force of the grave soil instantly returned to normal.

Luo Qian's grave soil was capable of suppressing the present generation. Neither Xiao Yang from Baishui Town nor Zhang Xianguang could withstand a single blow from the grave mountain.

The massive mountain that had just appeared suddenly increased its suppressive power a thousandfold, yet it was merely a stress response from the endless graveyard.

Shady mountain.
Could this endless graveyard really be the legendary Netherworld Mountain?

Behind the Yama Palace, located in the Eighteen Yama Palaces, stretches for thousands of miles. Ghosts wander here, and before and behind the mountains, Ox-Head and Horse-Face make a ruckus, half-hidden and half-concealed, while hungry ghosts and poor souls weep together.

So, is this world truly a netherworld or hell?
Bosch Zhuang always felt that he was very close to the truth of the world.

"Elder Luo, I wonder if my performance just now passed your test?" Zhuang Boshi raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Luo Qian sneered, "You young man, you've got a tough life."

"To do what we do, you have to be tough."

"I can't stop you." Luo Qian didn't waste any more words and walked straight onto the bus.

For Luo Qian, there is no vengeful ghost in the world that he cannot bury.

But Zhuang Boshi shattered his perception; he had no supernatural abilities whatsoever, yet his physical strength and consciousness were terrifyingly powerful.

Zhuang Boshi let out a soft breath.

Things are going smoothly. The Seven Elders have already acquired three of them. Apart from the two who are lying dormant, only Zhang Bohua and Zhang Dong remain.

It shouldn't be a big problem.

Luo Wensong is completely dead, but there might be a way to bring him back to life.

As for Zhang Youhong, she was still in a half-dead state and had not yet parasitized Liu Qingqing.

Zhuang Boshi asked this question on the bus.

"Grandma Meng, what should we do about bringing Zhang Youhong and Luo Wensong back to life?"

Meng Xiaodong chuckled maliciously, "Young man, isn't it enough that you've pulled us, the ones barely clinging to life, up with you? Do you want to drag the dead up with you too?"

"If Luo Wensong wants to be resurrected, the Ghost Post Office needs to find his painting and send it to the sixth floor of the Ghost Post Office."

"Perfect timing, the ghost post office shouldn't have any administrators right now."

"However, I must warn you, the resurrected Luo Wensong is very likely a vengeful ghost."

Zhuang Boshi asked with some surprise, "For you, is it possible to be resurrected at any time?"

“We’ve lived enough, young ones.” Meng Xiaodong shook his head: “Those of us who have been resurrected through supernatural means are more dangerous and more uncontrollable than when we were alive.”

Li Qingzhi also spoke up: "We have the means to revive, but there is no need to revive."

"If you can't solve something while you're alive, do you think you can solve it after you're dead?"

"It is not us who have been resurrected."

Luo Qian also said coldly, "I've wanted to die for a long time. What's the fun in living in this half-human, half-ghost body?"

Although their reasons differed, all seven elders were open-minded and had long been accustomed to life and death.

Moreover, for people like them who have been corrupted by vengeful ghosts to the point of having no normal emotions and only a little obsession left, death is actually a kind of relief.

Vengeful spirits are not a blessing, but the root of suffering.

Just like Yang Jian, he gradually transformed from an abstract, eccentric, and lecherous high school student into a "god" devoid of emotion, with only the obsession to suppress vengeful ghosts remaining.

In this process, what is lost is far more than just the value of life.

"Young man, don't worry, since we promised you, we will definitely find a way to fulfill our agreement." Meng Xiaodong smiled and changed the subject.

“Zhang Youhong had already arranged for a way to bring her back to life, but it was too late.”

Then, Meng Xiaodong took out a red cheongsam and a pair of red high heels.

"The ritual to revive Youhong requires finding a woman whose fate is compatible with hers and whose birth time is the same, and who cannot be a fake person created by the supernatural, so that she can wear this cheongsam."

“Then bring her into the boudoir of the old house, and you can awaken her memories and store them in that person.”

"Find the other pieces of the puzzle, and she will be able to be revived in that woman."

“Alas,” Li Qingzhi said desolately, “there is no such thing as true resurrection.”

“Young Red Girl is already dead. Even if the person who is resurrected is just another person with some of her memories.”

Luo Qian sneered, "This is the path she chose herself."

“We can’t blame her,” Meng Xiaodong sighed. “She’s carrying too much of a burden.”

Zhuang Boshi nodded slightly.

In this world, people's memories are arbitrarily edited, and consciousness relies on three loosely connected souls. So what is true resurrection?

Zhang Youhong's resurrection was merely due to supernatural power; at best, it was like the Ship of Theseus.

This resurrection is like the kind of resurrection where the ghost child inherits Yang Jian's memories. What is revived is not Zhang Youhong, but "Sister Hong" who is a combination of the remnants of Zhang Youhong's memories and Liu Qingqing.

“I have retrieved the red cheongsam and high heels. The most basic revival ritual is complete. Now, all that is missing is a successor who is compatible with her destiny.”

"Moreover, the more causeless and without cause the result, the more it aligns with her consciousness."

Zhuang Boshi asked, "What is Zhang Youhong's destiny?"

"A lone phoenix shines upon fate, while Jupiter steals its glory."

"A woman with this destiny is born on the Jia-Yin day and Ding-Mao hour of the Beginning of Spring."

Meng Xiaodong slowly said, "This girl is destined for greatness, but she has been wandering since childhood and her life has been full of hardships."

Liu Qingqing certainly fits the bill, but the thought of her outrageous and eccentric personality makes people keep their distance.

Zhuang Boshi scratched his head, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration: If we can't use supernatural methods to create people, then we'll use technology to create people!

He immediately made a phone call to Saito Hajime: "Old Saito, put your work aside for now."

On the other end of the phone, Saito said weakly, "Big brother, I'm exhausted. Just tell me what's wrong."

"Create a person for me, and have Zhu Wen help me change their fate to one of 'a solitary phoenix illuminating their destiny, with the year star stealing their glory,' born on the Jia-Yin day of the Beginning of Spring at the Ding-Mao hour."

"I understand, I understand," Saito said listlessly.

Give me a few hours.

"One hour." Zhuang Boshi assigned the task like a heartless leader.

"Grandma Meng, we will use technology to create a body for Zhang Youhong."

"Both destiny and birth date will meet the requirements."

Meng Xiaodong looked at him in surprise: "Using technology to create humans is understandable, but this method of altering fate is unheard of."

"Just a little trick." Zhuang Boshi smiled slightly, the smile vanishing in an instant.

Zhang Youhong's resurrection has become more organized.

So, what about Luo Wensong?

Zhuang Boshi thought of someone who knew a lot about the Ghost Post Office.

Zhang Xianguang.

Speaking of which, was Zhang Xianguang involved in Luo Wensong's death?

It would be even more interesting to have him revive Luo Wensong.

(End of this chapter)