Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 381 Strange Footsteps
Yang Jian struggled to get up from the ground. Although it was dangerous, he was used to it, and entering this place was his decision.

Moreover, if he weren't currently clinging to life by the music box curse, making it difficult for him to die, he wouldn't have dared to so rashly confront that eerie footstep.

Having reached this point, Yang Jian was 80% certain that the source of the ghost painting lay deeper within this building.

But even with the curse of the music box, Yang Jian couldn't guarantee his safety if he continued forward.

Ultimately, the music box's curse of immortality is just a supernatural phenomenon.

Without further hesitation, he took out a photo of Teacher Wang from his clothes, tore it up, and threw it on the ground.

Less than two seconds after it was torn apart, the photograph that fell to the ground became a medium for someone in the distance.

The photo lying on the ground exudes a chilling aura, subtly countering the pervasive coldness within the residential building.

Step, step.
Just then, the footsteps that had just faded away suddenly rang out again, just two or three meters behind Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was startled and sensed something was wrong, suspecting that the changes in the photo had attracted the attention of that terrifying ghost again.

Without even turning his head, he immediately took a few big strides and rushed to the fourth floor, leaving the stairwell area first.

As he took his steps, the eerie footsteps also made a series of rapid, muffled sounds, climbing up several steps, but suddenly stopping in front of the cold-looking photograph on the ground.

Yang Jian noticed the footsteps behind him stop. After reaching the fourth floor, he immediately turned around and looked down at the dark and cramped wooden staircase, looking back and forth between the photo and the empty wooden staircase.

'It's been blocked!'

The Ghost Eyes were suppressed within the Ghost Painting Ghost Realm, preventing Yang Jian from opening them. Without the Ghost Eyes, Yang Jian could not see the invisible vengeful ghost.

However, judging from the sound, the footsteps that should have been chasing him stopped prematurely in front of Teacher Wang's photo, interrupting the vengeful ghost's killing pattern.

Step, step.

After a brief pause, the eerie footsteps sounded again, but remained in the same spot, as if blocked by the photograph, and the sound was somewhat hurried.

Suddenly, a pale hand shot out from the tattered photograph, which was no bigger than the palm of a hand and had been torn in two, making it even smaller, and gripped the steps.

The sudden increase in weight caused the wooden staircase to creak awkwardly.

First the hands, then the shoulders, then the body.

Wang Liang crawled out in the dim light, swayed, and stood up on the stairs.

Step, step.

The sound of footsteps that suddenly rang out less than a meter away from his side drew Wang Liang's attention.

"Teacher Wang, be careful! There's an unseen vengeful ghost on the stairs. It's a sure-kill attack targeting consciousness," Yang Jian hurriedly warned from above.

"nothing."

The moment the footsteps sounded, a terrifying, tall, split-mouthed female corpse gradually appeared out of nowhere between Wang Liang and the location of the footsteps.

tread.

The lingering footsteps suddenly moved up a step, an invisible supernatural collision caused the Slit-Mouthed Woman's body to tremble, and the unseen footsteps successfully reached the step where the Slit-Mouthed Woman was located.

Just one more step away is the step where Wang Liang is standing, only one step away.

Wang Liang narrowed his eyes. The Slit-Mouthed Woman's defenses at the level of consciousness were far less effective than her supernatural resistance at the level of reality. She couldn't stop it and could only slow down the approach of his footsteps.

To deal with this vengeful ghost, we'll have to rely on Freddy.

With a thought, Wang Liang looked down at the empty staircase below. The chill in the surrounding air grew stronger, and a pungent, acrid smell wafted from it.

*Snap.* Four cracks suddenly appeared in the old cement wall beside him, the cracks smooth.

Freddy, who was also invisible, appeared and swung his claws toward Wang Liang's side and front.

The supernatural attacks, both occurring at the level of consciousness, finally reached the unseen vengeful ghost on the stairs.

A muffled thud echoed from the cramped stairwell, followed by several hurried footsteps descending the stairs, as if an unseen person had lost their footing and stumbled back a few steps.

Freddy's figure flashed through the air, his expression ferocious, his severely burned body holding up his iron claws as he chased after them.

Standing on the fourth floor, Yang Jian couldn't see the battle between the vengeful spirits, but he could tell from the sound that the eerie footsteps had been forced back by Teacher Wang, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Several more ear-piercing claw sounds rang out in the air, sometimes near, sometimes far, as if echoing directly in the brain, before the stairwell fell into dead silence.

Wang Liang closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the dream created by Freddy.

Freddy has successfully pulled the vengeful spirit into the dream.

In his dream, Freddy was pinning a corpse covered in festering sores and rotting flesh to the ground, tearing at the stiff flesh with the iron claw on his right hand.

In stark contrast to the mangled skin, the bare feet of the corpse were intact, though still a dark gray, like those of a dead person.

The vengeful ghost struggled beneath Freddy, its intact dead feet kicking back and forth, but here there was no eerie, terrifying footstep sound; instead, there was a strange force that easily broke the ground.

No matter how much it struggled, the vengeful ghost could not get up. Instead, its limbs were gradually dismembered by Freddy, just like the slaughter of pigs and cattle in a slaughterhouse.

Ten seconds later, Freddy cut off the ghost's limbs and head, leaving it mostly silent. Only the two legs continued to writhe strangely, mainly the feet.

Freddy swung his claws one last time, severing the feet from both legs.

Wang Liang's consciousness returned, and he opened his eyes to reality.

[A suppressed vengeful spirit has been detected, capable of becoming a piece of Freddy's puzzle. Do you/can you control it?]

Wang Liang naturally chose to take control, and the next second, the invisible chill that had been lingering in the stairwell was dragged into his body.

Yang Jian stood on the fourth floor, frowning as he looked at Teacher Wang on the stairs. Teacher Wang had been standing motionless on the dimly lit stairs for about half a minute.

The sharp sound of claws tearing through the air was gone, as was the eerie footsteps; the silence was unsettling.

He couldn't tell how the battle between Teacher Wang and the vengeful ghost was progressing. The battle at the level of consciousness was too dangerous, and having almost been killed himself, he was well aware of this.

'Unfortunately, the dog back home is still possessing Guimeng, and I can't help it now. I can't even guarantee it will obey my commands after Guimeng wakes up,' Yang Jian thought anxiously.

But just then, there was finally some movement in the stairwell.

Yang Jian immediately looked over and saw Teacher Wang's body sway slightly, but then Yang Jian's pupils contracted.

Ta, ta-ta.

The eerie footsteps echoed again on the stairs, muffled and oppressive, causing the wooden stairs to creak.

But the sound that rang out again circled around Teacher Wang, as if an invisible person was circling around her, yet Teacher Wang showed no signs of being attacked.

"This is?"

Despite having seen it many times, an unbelievable thought still arose in Yang Jian's mind.

"what?"

(End of this chapter)