Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 170 You will die

Wang Genquan said, "I know, but you have to tell me how to get out of here before I'll tell you."

Wang Liang sneered, "You think you can exchange the position of a vengeful ghost for the answer to leaving this hellish place? What are you thinking?"

Wang Genquan sighed: "Alas, the value of this position is certainly not as great as the answer to leaving here, but I know you need it."

Besides the location of that vengeful ghost, what else do you want to know? If I know the answer, I'll tell you. I just need one answer.

Wang Liang did not reply, but pondered whether there were other ways to find the vengeful ghost.

Click.

The elevator finally arrived at this floor. The dilapidated elevator door opened, half of which was broken and leaning precariously. The lights inside the elevator flickered on and off.

The elevator looked very old, like an old elevator that hadn't been repaired for many years, and it was on the verge of collapse.

But the fact that the elevator could operate in this eerie place was already absurd. Wang Genquan was right; there was indeed a vengeful ghost inside the elevator maintaining its operation.

Without hesitation, Wang Liang stepped into the elevator.

Wang Genquan hesitated for a moment, then followed him inside.

In the elevator, after pressing the button for the fourth floor, Wang Liang finally spoke in a cold voice:

"Words are hard to verify. Take me there, and if that vengeful ghost is really there, I can tell you some things. But if you dare to lie to me or try anything else..."

Wang Liang turned to look at Wang Genquan, his gaze icy and his tone frigid.

"You will die. Don't think it doesn't matter just because you can be resurrected here. I know more than you think."

Your record in room 600 will be erased by me, and I will throw seven or eight vengeful ghosts who don't like to roam outside the room 801 where you were resurrected.

Every time you are resurrected, you will be immediately killed by the vengeful ghost, endlessly repeating this nightmare in your ignorance, with no chance to escape this place.

After saying this, Wang Liang turned his head back to the right place and stopped looking at Wang Genquan.

But after Wang Liang finished speaking, Wang Genquan's expression changed drastically.

At that moment, he even felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, and he almost lost consciousness.

My back was soaked with sweat, and I got goosebumps. I felt like I had no secrets from this person at all.

This person even knows where the room where he recorded information and resurrected is!
Knowing all this, why ask him where the vengeful ghost is?

When he met this person before, the person even asked him his name, as if he didn't know him before.

But if it really was the first time she met him, why did she know so much about him?

Contradictory and confused, Wang Genquan's thoughts were in complete disarray. A hint of fear unconsciously crept into his eyes as he looked at Wang Liang, yet he still managed to stammer out:

"it is good!"

He desperately wanted to leave this place.
The old elevator creaked and groaned as it operated, its interior filled with a putrid smell.

The elevator ceiling made a dripping sound, and dried bloodstains and grotesque scratch marks remained on the side wall of the elevator, as if someone had been attacked here and struggled violently before dying.

Wang Liang said emotionlessly, "Very well, as long as I get what I want, you will also get the answer you want to know."

Wang Genquan remained silent, still trying to process what had happened.

Wang Liang and Wang Genquan took the elevator on the second floor to go to the fourth floor. The elevator was running, but it didn't feel like it was going up; it felt like it was going down.

But Wang Liang wasn't surprised. In an elevator maintained by a vengeful ghost, it wasn't unexpected that one's senses would be affected. It might not even be that one's senses were affected, but rather that the floors in this place might be reversed.

The two remained silent in the elevator.

After a while, the elevator had been running for more than three minutes, but it still hadn't reached the fourth floor.

I'm not even sure which floor we're on now. The electronic display next to me is malfunctioning, with the numbers jumping around randomly, making it impossible to tell which floor we're on.

tick.

A drop of dark blood dripped from the elevator ceiling to the floor, and even a strand of dirty black hair stuck together with blood fell down, dangling beside Wang Liang's head, noticeable even out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Wang Genquan broke his silence and said in a low voice, "Don't look, don't look up. This is what happens when you stay in the elevator for too long. That's a vengeful ghost in the elevator. If you look up, it will fall down and kill you."

If the elevator hadn't been on the second floor when I got off, I probably would have been killed by this vengeful ghost. Don't try to suppress it; the elevator needs it to function.

Wang Liang didn't speak or look up; he just stood there indifferently.

He knew everything Wang Genquan said, so of course he wouldn't deliberately trigger the murderous pattern of the vengeful ghost in the elevator.

Not long after Wang Genquan finished speaking, the elevator descended for another minute before it was suddenly struck by something and shook violently.

Wang Genquan lost his balance and almost fell to the ground, his face showing surprise and disbelief, not knowing what was going on.

Wang Liang, holding the bone spear, remained steadfast, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked out into the darkness through the half-collapsed elevator door.

The lights in the elevator flickered more frequently and became dimmer, as if they might go out at any moment; they were extremely faint.

The elevator emitted a harsh creaking sound, and Wang Liang had lost all sense of going up and down.

The elevator was blocked.

"What's going on?!" Wang Genquan asked anxiously.

"It's on the third floor."

"Third floor?"

No sooner had Wang Genquan finished speaking than a pair of cold, ashen hands suddenly emerged from the darkness and gripped the half-closed elevator door tightly.

More than one pair.

Two pairs, three pairs, four pairs. Countless dark hands emerged from the darkness outside, all clawing at the elevator door through the gaps.

Click, click.

Stiff, blackened dead hands pried open the elevator doors, deforming them and widening the gaps, as if they were about to be completely torn apart.

"So many ghosts?! The elevator absolutely cannot stop here, we'll die!"

Wang Genquan couldn't help but take a step back, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his face pale as he stared at those dark, cold hands.

He didn't encounter this situation when he came. There were ghosts in the elevator, but he was actually stopped by the ghosts here, which means that the ghosts outside are more ferocious.

Taking a step back was just a subconscious reaction. After realizing what was happening, Wang Genquan immediately tensed up, a chilling aura rising from his body. He prepared to use his supernatural powers to fight back, but he didn't hold out much hope.

But just then, Wang Liang slammed his bone spear into the ground with a dull thud, and said coldly:
"roll!"

The next second, the ashen gray hands clinging to the elevator door seemed to be burned, and they all retreated into the darkness without moving.

(End of this chapter)