Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 324 Slaying the Light is fine here.
Just after the letter disappeared, Wang Liang and Wang Chaling, who were inside the wooden house, noticed something at the same time and turned to look at the wooden door behind them.

creak.

A chilling aura seeped in from outside the door; the light outside had vanished sometime earlier, plunging the outside into darkness.

A pale, old hand rested on the simple wooden door frame, its nails blackened and filled with foul-smelling mud.

The palms were covered with strange patterns on their aged skin, which looked more like the texture of tree bark than the wrinkled skin of an old person.

After the hand reached out, a numb and cold old face slowly emerged from behind the door.

"It's Qi Qingfeng, it's him!" Xi Hui fell to the ground, pointing at the old man's face behind the door and shouting in terror.

Qi Qingfeng was clearly not a living person; he was a vengeful ghost, but he appeared from outside the door.

"The letter was sent to the wrong address," Zhou Kun said in a deep voice.

“No mistake, take a look at that wooden bed,” Wang Liang interrupted, his gaze never leaving the vengeful ghost outside the door.

With Wang Liang staring at the vengeful ghost, Zhou Kun cautiously withdrew his gaze from the front and looked at the wooden bed, whereupon his pupils contracted.

In a matter of seconds, without a sound, the tree on the wooden bed had disappeared, leaving only a large hole connecting to the soil.

“It seems a vengeful ghost has appeared. Wang Liang, shall I make the move, or will you?” Wang Chaling didn’t seem nervous at all, and even spoke with a smile.

Faced with Wang Chaling's question, Wang Liang simply stood still, muttering:
"Xu Yin".

Xu Yin took a step forward without hesitation, her expression turning ferocious. Her skin cracked open in strange ways, revealing the flesh that was gradually tearing apart underneath.

"pain--"

Wang Chaling raised an eyebrow and glanced at Wang Liang's underling with surprise.

A deep, chilling voice, like the howl of a vengeful ghost, emanated from Xu Yin, releasing an eerie and piercing aura that struck the old man outside the wooden door.

The old man had already peeked out from behind the door, but several cracks suddenly appeared on his numb and cold face.

The old face was torn apart by Xu Yin's supernatural power, but what was revealed beneath the skin was not flesh and blood, but a kind of woody solid, like the inside of a tree trunk.

The foul-smelling blood that should have splattered out turned into cold, damp wood chips.

Crack!

The simple wooden door shattered during the battle with the vengeful ghost, and only then could the people inside the house clearly see the old man outside.

The old ghost wasn't standing outside the door; it was trying to pull the door open and come in.

Instead, it simply grew out of the wooden door, extending half of its body directly from the outside of the door.

The remaining body has not appeared, or rather, has not yet appeared; it remains inside the wooden door or the wooden house.

The old man's mangled upper body fell to the ground along with the broken wooden door. The torn flesh on the surface transformed into a cold block of wood at a visible speed, falling to the ground without a sound.

But everyone inside knew that the vengeful ghost wouldn't be dealt with so easily.

Wang Chaling's expression shifted, and a strange old man, deathly pale and black and white, suddenly appeared beside him.

"Tear him apart," Wang Chaling commanded.

The cold and terrifying old man reached out his hands and grabbed Xi Hui's shoulders, who was standing frozen in place.

With a ripping sound, Xi Hui was pulled and torn apart by the old man, and was ripped in two alive.

Strangely, Xi Hui was torn apart, but he didn't let out a single scream, and not a single drop of blood was spilled.

The torn body was filled with completely woody flesh, and there were even thin, root-like things wriggling inside the wood.

"When?" Zhou Kun was taken aback.

Wang Liang ignored Xi Hui and instead stared at the black-and-white old man who had suddenly appeared. This was the vengeful ghost that Wang Chaling's grandfather had transformed into after his death. He could feel a sense of oppression from this old man that was no less than, and perhaps even greater than, that of the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Wang Liang pondered that relying solely on the Slit-Mouthed Woman probably wouldn't be enough to suppress Wang Chaling's grandfather, but it could still provide temporary restraint and resistance.

If other ghosts from the film and television industry attacked together, even the four ghosts of Wang Chaling's family couldn't stop him. He would break through directly from the front and defeat Wang Chaling.

The conclusion is that there is nothing to fear.

Noticing Wang Liang's gaze, Wang Chaling turned his head and nodded to Wang Liang, then put his grandfather back.

Besides eliminating potential threats, his move also served to demonstrate his strength to Wang Liang.

"It seems the ghosts here are not so simple. Wang Liang, how do you plan to deal with them?" Wang Chaling asked with a smile.

"And you?" Wang Liang asked in return.

Wang Chaling said in a cold tone, "This vengeful ghost can grow out of trees and turn people into trees. The only solution I can think of is to cut down the trees."

"Cut down all the trees in this area, extinguish all the strange things, and the remaining exposed evil spirits will be suppressed in place and unable to escape."

At this point, Wang Chaling suddenly sighed: "However, I don't have a ghost domain. As you can see, the vengeful spirits I control are quite powerful, but it would take a lot of effort to destroy all the trees in this area one by one."

To resolve this matter quickly, I'm afraid we'll need Wang Liang's help.

Wang Liang found Wang Chaling's probing ridiculous and snorted coldly:
"No Ghost Domain? Just pretend you don't exist. I wasn't expecting to rely on you anyway. I told you I would handle it. But since you said that today, you'd better not let me see you hanging around in other places in the future."

Wang Liang glanced at Wang Chaling and stepped outside.

Wang Chaling's lips twitched, and the smile on his face faltered.

He was puzzled by Wang Liang's words. What did he mean by "just pretend you don't exist"? He had never revealed that his grandparents had the ability to control ghosts.

This explanation should be plausible; testing the waters shouldn't arouse suspicion.

Was it because Wang Liang was inherently suspicious and quick-tempered, or did he really know?

Wang Chaling frowned, unable to understand.

Meanwhile, Xu Yin's cracked skin had mysteriously stitched itself back together, and she stepped out after Wang Liang.

Zhou Kun sensed that something was off between Wang Liang and Wang Chaling, frowned slightly, but didn't think much of it and went out as well.

Outside, the daylight had vanished, and the entire Qijia Village area was now shrouded in a thick gloom.

It wasn't completely dark, but the light was pitifully dim, making the village and the trees outside seem even more eerie and sinister in such an environment.

The message was successfully delivered, but in an unknown way, it stimulated the evil spirits here, causing the ghost realm to fully take shape and trapping this area.

Many strange occurrences that were originally hidden in the shadows were exposed at this moment, just like Xi Hui just now.

Just like Qi Qingfeng's wooden house, the wooden branches planted in the ground to serve as a fence have now taken on their true form.

Where were the branches? They were clearly arms with their roots stuck in the ground, stiff and rotting.

The pale, festering hand hung limply, with splinters of wood crawling in and out of the rotten wound like maggots in a corpse.

After Wang Liang and the others came out of the house, the circle of arms that had been stuck in the ground suddenly came to life, stretching out menacingly and digging into the ground, pulling out the mutilated corpses buried in the ground, and surrounding Wang Liang and the others.

This is the ghost servant of the ghost in Qijia Village.

Seeing this, Wang Liang actually had some doubts in his heart.

The vengeful ghost that killed the villagers at the very beginning, the ghost realm that fully formed after the message was delivered, the ghost slaves that emerged, and the subtle supernatural attack that killed Xi Hui.

With all these elements combined, could this be a paranormal event triggered by the yellow letter on the first floor?

(End of this chapter)