Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 32 The Buddhist Kingdom in a Dream (Part 1)

"We now have a breaking news report: At 7:00 AM today, a severe natural disaster struck Dahai City, which is now under lockdown and in the relief and rescue phase. All cities are providing full support to Dahai City..."

As Yang Jian and Zhang Wei disembarked from the plane and walked into the vast waiting hall, live news was playing on the large television screens at Dachang Airport.

The city of Da Hai is now under complete lockdown. In the footage, many rescue teams are rushing to Da Hai, which has been reduced to ruins.

It seems that headquarters acted quickly, immediately blocking the news of the Dahai City incident the moment it occurred.

However, secrets can always be kept. Some tourists who visited Dahai City or those who had recently settled there were not affected by the scapegoat medium. These people either escaped on their own or were rescued by the rescue team.

As these people fled, rumors quickly spread among the people. For example, Yang Jian could hear people around him discussing it.

"Hey, have you heard? Dahai City has been taken over by aliens, and almost everyone there is dead!"

"Yeah, didn't you see even the army went in? Something big is definitely going to happen soon!"

“You’re right. I need to tell my family right away to buy dozens of kilograms of dry food to store up.”

"You guys don't know anything!"

At this moment, Zhang Wei stuck his head out and joined the conversation.

"That's a ghost, a real ghost."

"A ghost?!" the three exclaimed in unison.

“That’s right…” Zhang Wei said mysteriously, feigning profundity:

“My buddy is the top exorcist in Dachang City. He just got out of there. I almost died in there too. I suggest you two don’t get married for a while.”

"Awei! Yang Jian! Over here!"

Just then, Jiang Yan's voice came from outside the arrival gate, waving her arms vigorously at the two of them.

"Let's go, Wei."

Yang Jian was carrying a long, rectangular body bag, inside which was the shovel that Zhang Wei had taken from the cemetery.

This shovel seemed capable of briefly stunning some less terrifying ghosts. After dealing with the female corpse, Yang Jian took the shovel with him.

"Here comes Leg Bro!" Zhang Wei quickly followed. "I was just giving someone a little lesson, to prevent anyone else from being fooled by Ah Zhen. Jesus often said, 'Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.'"

Yang Jian replied, "That's what the Buddha said..."

The three of them watched Yang Jian and Zhang Wei walk away and whispered to each other:

"Damn, they're really good at bragging. They make it sound even more incredible than we do."

"He's obviously a conman. He might come back later and try to sell us some blessed Buddhist beads."

“Not necessarily…” one of them said in a low voice.

"Didn't you notice? That man with the furrow in his brow looks really strange. I'm a medical student, and his physical condition is practically identical to a corpse. Maybe what that man said is true..."

"Really? Then I'll definitely go buy some blessed Buddhist beads to wear."

"Can I still lie to you?"

Just as the three were discussing which temple to visit, a bald man in a trench coat happened to walk past them.

However, the bald man looked strange, wearing a heavy trench coat that almost covered his entire body, as if he was trying to cover something up.

The bald man made a clanging sound as he walked, as if his heavy coat concealed many shards of glass.

Through the occasional glimpses of the lining of his coat, one could vaguely see what appeared to be many shattered lenses, which swayed as he walked, reflecting streaks of pale light. The bald man was holding a heavy, specially made satellite phone: "Dahai City has fallen. My plane was forced to land in Dachang City. Arrange a new plane for me to go to DQ City."

"Understood." A sweet female voice came from the other end of the phone.

After a series of keystrokes, a sweet female voice continued, "We've already contacted Dachang Airport. The private jet is ready and will depart in ten minutes. Someone will be here to pick you up and put you on the plane soon."

"it is good."

The bald man walked forward while making a phone call.

Hearing the bald man speak so arrogantly, claiming he could mobilize a private jet at will, and noticing the expensive Buddhist beads around his neck, the three men immediately surrounded him, rubbing their hands and asking in a fawning tone:

"May I ask this venerable monk, do you sell consecrated Buddhist prayer beads here?"

"A high-ranking monk? Buddhist prayer beads?"

The bald man glanced at the Buddhist prayer beads he was wearing and immediately realized the three men's purpose. He didn't care and took off the prayer beads hanging around his neck, handing them to the three men.

"Take it if you like it. This is the first time I've heard someone call me a high monk."

"Thank you, Venerable Monk! Thank you, Venerable Monk! The Venerable Monk's Dharma is truly boundless, saving all sentient beings!"

The three men immediately took the prayer beads and bowed repeatedly to the bald man.

The bald man didn't stop and continued walking forward.

The woman's voice on the other end of the phone asked, "Do you really like being called a high monk?"

The bald man touched his shiny head and said, "It's not that. It was just a dream I had when I was in school, but now it's become a luxury. It's a way of remembering my younger self."

The two were chatting casually when two staff members wearing sunglasses walked over.

"Hello, are you Mr. Lin Bei?"

The bald man pulled out a black badge and waved it, saying, "It's me. Let's go."

Inside Guanjiang Residential Area.

"Leg Bro, I can't take it anymore, I'm hooked, I have to go have a couple of rounds."

Zhang Wei dashed upstairs and into his luxurious e-sports office. Soon after, he was heard shouting something about starting up, and intense gunfights erupted from inside.

Jiang Yan got Yang Jian a Coke. "Yang Jian, are you alright? We were all very worried about you after seeing the news."

Yang Jian took a swig of cola and said, "Don't worry, I won't die for now."

Jiang Yan walked up.

"Don't bear it all alone if you have something on your mind. We may not be able to help you much, but at least we can be good listeners. Talking about it might make you feel a lot better."

Yang Jian nodded noncommittally and said, "Thank you, Jiang Yan. However, many things are beyond my control, and sometimes, talking about the supernatural can be deadly."

Jiang Yan opened her mouth slightly, but fell silent when she spoke. After experiencing so much, she had also grown. She understood that as an ordinary person, she could not help Yang Jian much, and could even be considered a burden when facing the supernatural.

In the end, Jiang Yan swallowed her words and said instead, "I just wanted to make you feel better. There are still many things at the company that need to be taken care of. I'll go back to the company now."

Since she couldn't help Yang Jian with anything related to the supernatural, Jiang Yan could only devote her energy to Yang Jian's company. This was the only way she could help Yang Jian. Sometimes she envied Wang Shanshan, at least she could have many common topics with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian drank his cola and went out to the open space at the very back of the community. He had renovated the old house and now it was a modern temple building.

(End of this chapter)