Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 175 Rotting Male Corpse
Wang Liang left the room after the ghostly tombstone was covered in blood, and he and Wang Genquan continued walking deeper into the eerie corridor.

The reason the door could be opened so easily was probably because the wall lamps were almost completely off, and the room was almost devoid of any supernatural elements.

Although it is still somewhat illogical, because Yang Jianyuan did not use supernatural means to open the door to Room 1 in the original plot.

So when Wang Liang continued walking forward and passed several rooms with lights on, he ignored Wang Genquan's advice and pushed the doors as usual.

The lights were on, and the rooms had an eerie atmosphere, but there were no malevolent spirits imprisoned behind the doors of these rooms.

And as expected, this tightly closed door, which should have required the power of a vengeful spirit to open, was now able to be opened without any supernatural means, even though the wall lamp outside was on.

Depending on the intensity of the light, some are easier to apply than others.

Wang Liang grew increasingly silent, then pushed open three more doors before arriving at the brightly lit door number nine. He said to Wang Genquan:
"Try pushing it away directly without using your ghostly abilities."

Wang Genquan shook his head: "No, I tried before I could control a vengeful spirit. Here, I can only enter rooms that are completely dark or whose doors are not closed. I have to use the power of a vengeful spirit to open the doors of rooms that are dark but closed."

As he spoke, Wang Genquan went up and tried to push the door. He didn't use the power of the evil spirit, but the door was tightly shut.

This undoubtedly dispelled Wang Liang's speculation that his body might be a supernatural creation due to a reboot, which allowed him to open the door directly.

Because Wang Genquan's body was undoubtedly created by supernatural forces, but he couldn't.

But then it seems that only one possibility remains.

"How is that possible?" Wang Liang muttered to himself.

"What?" Wang Genquan didn't hear clearly.

Wang Liang raised his head, his expression calm and revealing nothing unusual, and said:

"It's nothing, keep going. Which way?"

They had arrived at a crossroads with three directions: left, right, and front.

"Forward," Wang Genquan said.

The two crossed the intersection and arrived at the second passageway.

The corridor is straight ahead, and the room numbers on both sides continue from the previous room numbers.

Room 10 contains a memory of Wang Genquan, Xianglan, Anan, and others, as well as a vengeful ghost.

But Wang Liang didn't go into the room right away; instead, he and Wang Genquan continued walking forward.

When Wang Liang arrived at room number 13, he stopped and pushed the door open.

Upon entering, as expected, this was where the newspaper ghost stored the bodies whose faces had been torn off.

The room was pitch black, but there were figures everywhere, some standing, some sitting, some lying down. They were all faceless people, dressed in all sorts of clothes, quietly staying there.

Some bodies were still relatively intact, but others were extremely emaciated, with patches of bluish-purple lividity appearing on their skin, emitting a foul odor, and their bodily functions ceasing.

After glancing at it, Wang Liang closed the door again.

If you can find the face in room 31, you can take the living person with you when you leave; it's a simple matter.

Continuing forward, when they reached the second intersection, Wang Liang and Wang Genquan stopped at the same time.

Because there were many dense black footprints at the intersection ahead, which stretched all the way to the corridor on the left.

It's as if someone once wandered back and forth here before entering the depths of the left-hand corridor.

"Can we get to that room by going to the left?" Wang Liang asked.

"Sure, it just means walking a little further."

"Then let's go to the left."

After saying that, Wang Liang followed the direction of the black footprints and turned into the left corridor. Wang Genquan was taken aback, then quickly followed, saying:
"You want to find the ghost that left the footprints?! I've encountered that ghost before. It's very fierce and carries a wood-chopping knife. I once saw that ghost use that knife to cut another ghost in half. Are you sure you want to find it?"

Wang Liang said, "You don't need to worry about so much. If you encounter them, just stand far behind and watch. Even if you die, I won't die."

"Uh, okay."

Following the direction of the black footprints, they crossed two more intersections and then stopped again after turning a corner.

Because this time they successfully traced the footprints back to their source.

In the corridor ahead, a tall, stiff male corpse is walking forward.

His tall figure had a suffocating presence that filled the corridor; just looking at him was enough to instill fear and make one want to escape.

He was carrying a rusty, dull-looking machete.

With each step, the corpse fluid flowing from his body left a black footprint corroded by the fluid behind him.

Li Qingzhi!
"Stand still."

After saying that, Wang Liang walked around the intersection and strode into the corridor.

Looking at the figure ahead, taller and colder than the Slit-Mouthed Woman, Wang Liang took a deep breath.

The eeriness factor is secondary; this is the second time he has confronted the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, who have dismembered vengeful ghosts and whose ghosts have been resurrected after death.

The time has come to avenge our defeat. Li Qingzhi, you must repay the humiliation Luo Wensong brought at the start!
Swish.

Sadako's faded ghostly aura covered the entire corridor, the dim wall lamps on both sides and the bright red carpet all lost their original colors, leaving only a gray and white expanse.

In the gray corridor, the tall, dark male corpse stood out conspicuously.

Ghost blood gushed from beneath Wang Liang's feet, spreading rapidly forward. The shadow reflected in the ghost blood detached from his feet and took an eerie step forward.

Each time the blood surface rippled, a shadow would detach, transform into Sadako, and swim towards the front.

puff.

One after another, Sadako emerged from the bloodied face, dripping blood, and walked step by step toward the tall male corpse. Even the lampshades on both sides of the wall lamps had Sadako creeping out from them, her black hair covering her face.

The narrow corridor instantly became crowded.

A light mist enveloped the area, which quickly thickened until visibility was zero.

Dozens of jet-black fingernails suddenly extended, piercing through the mist and stabbing into the male corpse.

The tall male corpse holding the wood-chopping knife paused, stopping in its tracks.

There was Sadako in both the front and back, but the tall male corpse seemed to ignore the fog and stiffly turned his body.

It could be a coincidence, or it could be intentional, but it was facing the direction where Wang Liang was.

The body was exposed from the front; it was a highly decomposed male corpse. His face was black and smelly, and his eyeballs seemed to have completely rotted away, with foul-smelling bodily fluids flowing from his eye sockets.

With just the movement of the male corpse turning around, dozens of cold fingernails stuck in all directions around his body broke off.

But at this moment, more than a dozen overlapping Sadako figures had already crawled over and pounced on the male corpse, their white, slender figures almost obscuring the corpse.

Countless pale hands dug into the rotting male corpse, their black fingernails piercing the flesh, and a chilling aura rose up as if to freeze the area.

The ghostly blood also spread to the feet of the rotting male corpse, with scarlet arms emerging from the blood pulling and tugging.

However, the amount of external ghost blood was still too small, and the current size was insufficient to quickly sink the male corpse, only submerging its feet.

(End of this chapter)