Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 346 Resolve it quickly, go back to sleep.

Unlike Wang Liang and Zhang Lei, who stepped directly into the waterlogged corridor.

As Yang Jian stepped out, the shadow behind him gradually disappeared and returned to his body.

A black shadow rose around him, blurring his figure; except for his head, the rest of his body seemed to melt into the surrounding dim environment.

The ghostly figure transformed into a ghostly garment, isolating Yang Jian from direct contact with the puddles beneath his feet. The dark figure forcibly dispersed the puddles, creating an open area.

Upon hearing Yang Jian's analysis, Zhang Lei froze in his tracks. He hadn't considered all that, and now he was at a loss for what to do.

But Wang Liang calmly said, "Don't worry, just follow behind me."

As they were talking, Yang Jian and Zhang Lei both noticed that Wang Liang hadn't actually stepped into the water, but was standing on the surface, and the water under his feet was gradually spreading outwards in a bloody hue.

As Wang Liang walked forward, the bloodstains on his feet spread forward in the puddles of the corridor.

Suddenly, a buoyancy rose from Zhang Lei's feet, which were standing in the puddles, lifting them onto the surface of the water, which had also turned blood red.

"This"

Zhang Lei swayed but managed to steady himself. He cautiously took two steps forward and realized that his feet could no longer touch the water.

Beneath the indistinct blood, it seemed as if countless hands were supporting him from below, preventing him from sinking.

Yang Jian knew that standing on the blood was safe; it was Teacher Wang's supernatural power.

"Yan Li's ghost blood, huh? That's really convenient; you can use it anywhere," Yang Jian exclaimed.

"Let's go."

After Wang Liang finished speaking, he led the way forward.

The three of them moved slowly down the dimly lit corridor, Zhang Lei and Yang Jian keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

But everything was calm, and nothing strange happened.

Yang Jian guessed that the ghostly blood emanating from Teacher Wang's feet might have suppressed the eerie atmosphere in the stagnant water, which was why no attack occurred.

After turning a corner, the three arrived outside Lin Shan's room.

“It’s that room in front,” Zhang Lei said in a deep voice.

About ten meters ahead of them, a door to a room was ajar, with several bullet holes in it.

Water continued to gush out from the cracks in the door.

And in this last stretch, the water in the corridor had accumulated to a height of about one person's calf.

However, the bloodstains beneath Wang Liang's feet had already spread to this area, and the three of them were still standing on the water, their heads almost touching the ceiling of the corridor.

Three figures in the dim light completely blocked the entrance to the corridor.

From inside the half-open door, the faint murmur of a man could be heard, like the soliloquy of a madman, or the last words of a dying man.

“He’s not dead yet.” Zhang Lei was slightly surprised.

“No, he’s dead,” Wang Liang said calmly.

"Uh." Zhang Lei turned his head and glanced at Wang Liang, but didn't say anything.

After all, the headquarters' requirement was that they didn't care whether the person lived or died.

gurgling, gurgling.

As the three entered the corridor, the water in front of them suddenly began to churn.

Beneath the surface of the water, a human-shaped shadow gradually emerged, as if a person were rising from the depths of the water.

A person was half-submerged in the water, back up, face down, motionless and slightly stiff.

“He’s a hotel employee.” Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened slightly as he noticed the man’s uniform.

Suddenly, the floating corpse abruptly raised its pale face from the water, its numb eyes fixed on the three people standing on the water at the corner of the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, the waitress's body rushed towards them. Without any swimming motion, the body seemed to be swept up by the water on the ground and thrown towards the three of them.

Zhang Lei reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, preparing to lift them up.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, but made no move.

Sure enough, after the corpse rushed into the bloody area at the feet of the three people...

The body lost all movement in an instant and floated silently in the blood.

And it seems to have been infected by another kind of supernatural phenomenon in the blood.

The female corpse's hair grew longer, covering her face, and her clothes strangely changed into wet white garments.

It came to life again, plunged into the blood, and disappeared.

The supernatural infection from the Ghost Well instantly transformed the female corpse into Wang Liang's ghost slave.

But at this moment, the water in front of them, which was less than half a meter deep, was actually bottomless, like a hellish abyss.

At this point, countless corpses gradually floated to the surface of the water.

Some had just died, while others had been soaking in the water for so long that they were no longer recognizable as human, and some were even mostly rotten.

It was at this moment that the room at the end of the corridor was completely opened.

A strange figure stood motionless in the dimly lit doorway.

Lin Shan was soaking wet, with water seeping from all over his body.

It was as if he had been soaking in water for a long time; his skin was wrinkled, pale, and bloodless.

His body was swollen, especially his legs, which were so swollen they looked like they were about to split open, and his neck was almost as thick as his head.

But this is the very person who is still alive at this moment.

"You've come to kill me?"

Lin Shan's strange voice came out, as if he was speaking with water in his throat.

Why didn't you save me? Why?

“Lin Shan, you shot and killed hotel staff and concealed the resurgence of the vengeful spirit. Headquarters has already issued a verdict on you, whether you live or die. You brought all this upon yourself,” Zhang Lei said in a deep voice.

However, Lin Shan was on the verge of a vengeful ghost's resurgence, and seemed to be no longer fully conscious.

He just kept repeating to himself, "Why, why?"
“Zhang Lei, there’s nothing to say to him. Just deal with him and that’s it. I need to go back to sleep,” Yang Jian said.

"it is good."

"None of you will save me? Then I'll kill you all, every single one of you!"

Lin Shan suddenly let out a hoarse growl, and the swollen skin on his body began to crack, splashing out a large amount of foul-smelling, turbid water. Some unidentified objects, such as mutilated fingers and hair, were vaguely visible in the water.

“You don’t need to do anything. I want this ghost. You can just tell headquarters that I took it,” Wang Liang said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Liang suddenly disappeared from his spot and appeared in front of Lin Shan, digging his five fingers into Lin Shan's swollen neck.

"Ugh." Lin Shan let out a painful groan.

At the same time, the ghost inside him was grabbed by an invisible hand, and the water that had just opened up on his body stopped seeping out.

The supernatural ghost hand that Wang Liangxin obtained not only allows him to catch ghosts through their bodies, but also to extract them.

A chilling aura emanated from Wang Liang's hand, which was embedded in Lin Shan's neck, forcibly pulling the suppressed vengeful spirit out of Lin Shan's body.

As if the vengeful spirit was being suppressed, Lin Shan's already blurred consciousness suddenly became somewhat clearer, as if in a final burst of energy before death.

Wang Liang lifted his swollen body, and as soon as his vision cleared slightly, he looked down and met Wang Liang's calm, emotionless eyes, which filled him with terror.

(End of this chapter)