Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 323 Sending Letters
As they ventured deeper, the surrounding trees became increasingly dense.

Even though it was daytime, the intertwined branches formed a natural cage overhead, making the forest environment even darker.

Zhou Kun looked up at the unusual tree branches overhead that blocked out the sky and asked:
"Were the trees here always like this?"

Wang Chaling glanced at Xi Hui, who quickly said, "No, the trees here weren't this dense before."

Xi Hui glanced fearfully at the surrounding trees. Apart from the dirt road under his feet, the forest felt unfamiliar to him and was completely different from what he remembered.

It feels like there are not only more trees on both sides, but their positions have also changed.

The darkness deep within the dense forest made him even more uneasy, as if someone was watching him from the depths.

Just as he was thinking this, Xi Hui didn't notice his footing and tripped over something under the fallen leaves, falling to the ground with a cry of pain.

"stand up."

Wang Chaling walked past him expressionlessly and continued walking forward. None of the people in front of him turned around to wait for him.

"Yes Yes."

Xi Hui felt his leg get scratched by something on the ground when he tripped, but he didn't dare to stray too far from the others. Without time to check, he quickly stood up and followed them.

Where Xi Hui fell, some of the withered leaves were brushed aside, revealing the slightly raised soil underneath.

After the group left, something seemed to wriggle strangely beneath the exposed soil.

The dust on the surface was swept away, and a tree root stained with a little blood bulged up like a worm.

But it quickly retreated and hid under the dirt road again; it was this thing that had tripped and scratched Xi Hui.

It was as if a cold wind had blown by, and the branches of the nearby trees swayed slightly.

The twisted cracks on the tree trunk seemed to come alive, writhing and gradually forming painful, contorted human faces.

Moreover, every face stared silently at Xi Hui's receding figure in the distance, but quickly disappeared, returning to normal.

Despite the eerie atmosphere of the forest, Wang Liang and his companions did not encounter any ghost walls or mazes.

After walking for only a few minutes, they left Xiaolin and arrived at Qijia Village.

Looking ahead from the village entrance, Wang Liang didn't see a single person on the street.

Xu Yin walked to Wang Liang's side and whispered, "Brother Wang, should I go into a room and take a look?"

Wang Liang thought for a moment, then released the Slit-Mouthed Female Ghost Domain outwards, not spreading it over a large area, but only covering the nearest house.

The courtyard gate was slightly ajar, and there was no one in the house, only traces of people who had lived there.

Even if the person disappeared, it must have been very short, just a few days ago, and there wasn't much dust accumulated on the furniture in the house.

The only thing that puzzled Wang Liang was that there were several crooked and haphazardly distributed trees growing in the small courtyard.

There was a tree less than five steps from the gate, blocking the view and looking quite out of place.

No one would plant trees in their own yard like that; wouldn't that just make traveling more troublesome?
Connecting this to the eerie forest behind them, it's clear that the trees scattered everywhere are the most bizarre thing about this village.

Wang Liang frowned slightly and said to Xu Yin, "The nearest house is empty, and the others are probably the same. There's no need to stop. Let's go find Qi Qingfeng directly."

“Take us to Qi Qingfeng’s house.” Zhou Kun patted Xi Hui’s trembling shoulder.

"Alright, this way," Xi Hui said. The ghost tamers, each with their own confidence, walked directly into the eerie village and headed east.

After turning several corners and crossing a dirt road worn smooth by people walking back and forth, they stood on the eastern edge of the village, in front of a simple wooden house.

A ring of broken branches was stuck outside the wooden house, serving as a fence for the yard.

Some vegetables were planted in the yard, and a hoe covered in mud was casually thrown on the ground.

"This is Qi Qingfeng's home, but it seems like no one is here."

As Xi Hui spoke, his voice grew softer, and he looked around fearfully at the desolate village.

At the same time, he felt a slight urge to scratch his injured right calf, which he had just fallen on, as it felt a little itchy.

Needless to say, after confirming the location, Xu Yin took the lead and walked forward, pushed open the half-closed wooden door, and saw the small space inside the wooden house.

His pupils constricted slightly, and he immediately turned to Wang Liang and said:
“Brother Wang, Qi Qingfeng isn’t in the house, but there’s a small, crooked tree growing on the wooden bed in this house. It’s very strange.”

Wang Liang also came in and saw the tree whose roots were attached to the bed, whose trunk was leaning to the ground, and which occupied half of the wooden house. He narrowed his eyes.

Qi Qingfeng is gone, but this crooked tree does look a bit like an old man who has fallen off his bed.

He thought about the empty houses he had walked through, and the trees that grew in the courtyards and houses, scattered haphazardly, some tall, some short, some thick, some thin.

Wang Liang already had a bold answer in his mind.

Zhou Kun's expression was rather grim: "Damn it, we haven't even delivered the message yet, and everyone in this village has already disappeared."

"Even without the letter's activation, the vengeful ghost has already appeared, creating a paranormal event. Now how are we supposed to deliver the message? The recipient might have already been killed by the ghost."

Wang Chaling pushed up his glasses: "If it's just about sending a letter to a target, I don't think it's difficult. Wang Liang, you've probably already thought of that, haven't you?"

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Zhou Kun, who was used to acting recklessly and hadn't yet figured out the situation, asked in confusion.

Wang Chaling glanced at Zhou Kun speechlessly.

Wang Liang did not reply to Wang Chaling's words, but let his actions speak for themselves.

He took the unsealed yellow letter from his coat pocket and walked straight to the crooked tree growing horizontally inside the cabin.

"Hmm? Could it be..." Zhou Kun's eyes widened slightly.

“This tree is probably that old man named Qi Qingfeng. The fact that he can turn a person into a tree is quite interesting. If such a supernatural event hadn’t been discovered early, it would have caused a lot of trouble if it had spread,” Wang Chaling said with a deep look in his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Liang was about to throw the letter to a tree, Zhou Kun couldn't help but say, "Why don't we wait a little longer? This is just your speculation."

The mail has a week's delivery time, and it hasn't even been a day yet. We can search the entire village before making a final decision.

Wang Liang calmly said, "No need. Seven days is too long. I don't want to waste too much time here."

There's a high probability that this tree belongs to Qi Qingfeng, so I'll give it to him. Even if my guess is wrong and the delivery fails, it'll only attract a ghost from the post office. And since the ghost isn't actually at the post office, dealing with it won't be too difficult.

After saying that, he threw the letter away.

When the yellow letter came into contact with the tree that had grown from the bed, it mysteriously shattered into dust and disappeared.

Whether the letter was successfully delivered or not is not yet clear, but at least it has been sent.

(End of this chapter)