Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

The chaotic footsteps grew closer.

Soon, two figures stumbled out of the woods.

"Damn... did we finally get rid of him?"

Walking in front was a middle-aged man wearing a jacket covered in oil stains.

He was clutching a pen tightly in his hand.

The pen was an eerie, jet-black color, and ink was still dripping from its nib.

The middle-aged man's name is Zhou Kai, and he is a demon tamer from the common people.

At this moment, his face was deathly pale, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with terror. He would occasionally look back at the dark forest behind him.

"Don't look back!"

Seeing Zhou Kai slow down, the young man following closely behind shouted in a low voice.

The young man was in his early twenties, with a cold and stern face, but a trace of black blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

His name is Qin Yao, and he is also a folk demon tamer.

His right hand hung unnaturally at his side, its color a bluish-black, the color of the dead, its fingers stiffly curled, and emanating layers of scarlet malevolent energy.

There's a temple up ahead.

Hearing Qin Yao's words, Zhou Kai gasped for breath and looked up, suddenly seeing the "Temple of Rebirth" in front of him.

dilapidated.

desolate.

This was his first impression of the temple.

"Qin...Qin Yao, can we go inside and hide?"

Zhou Kai's voice trembled: "My 'Strange Pen' has been restless and showing signs of getting out of control. I can't control it anymore."

"Let's go, take a rest, and suppress the restless eeriness first!" Qin Yao glanced coldly at the deserted temple and nodded.

The two supported each other and limped across the collapsed half of the temple gate.

Enter the main hall.

A musty, damp smell wafted over.

Qin Yao scanned his surroundings warily.

There were several pools of undried blood on the ground.

There were also signs of dragging.

There seemed to be a lingering smell of blood in the air.

"Has anyone been here?"

Qin Yao frowned, his gaze finally settling on the lotus platform.

There sat a broken Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue has no gold body, only a gray stone body.

One shoulder is sunken, and facial features are blurred.

The strangest thing is that this Buddha statue doesn't give the impression of saving all living beings.

Instead, it seems as if it wants to... devour those it chooses.

"It's just an abandoned, dilapidated temple; there shouldn't be any danger."

Zhou Kai was too exhausted to walk any further and collapsed onto a pile of dry hay on the ground.

"Qin Yao, do you think... we can make it back to Changyang City alive?"

Zhou Kai shakily pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, trying to light it, but he couldn't get it to ignite.

Qin Yao leaned against the door frame, his gaze never leaving the night outside.

"Probably."

Qin Yao uttered three words, his voice hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Kai smiled bitterly, his heart filled with regret, and sighed:

"Sigh, the incident in Qingquan Village has completely spiraled out of control."

"The information is wrong; it's not a Class D paranormal event at all."

Mentioning "Qingquan Village," Zhou Kai's hand trembled, and he dropped his lighter.

A deep fear flashed in his eyes.

"Old Wang, Blind Li, and those two captains from the Town Ghost Division..."

At this point, Zhou Kai clutched his head, his voice trembling with tears: "That was a seasoned captain who had commanded two monsters! They went in and didn't even make a ripple before being swallowed up instantly."

"Eight civilian ghost-tamers, two team leaders... in the end, only the two of us escaped."

Qin Yao fell silent.

He glanced at his blackened right hand.

The hand was twitching slightly, and something seemed to be wriggling under the skin of the palm, trying to crawl out.

That was the fierce and cunning weapon he wielded—the Ghost Hand.

The ability is to suppress the strange things it touches.

But it was precisely because of the excessive use of force in Qingquan Village that the restlessness caused by the resurgence of the Ghost Hand grew stronger.

Qin Yao took a deep breath, forcibly calming the surging, cold energy within his body.

"The eeriness of Qingquan Village... definitely reaches level C, or even higher."

"We're incredibly lucky to have escaped!"

After saying that, Qin Yao said no more.

The dimly lit hall fell silent and oppressive once more.

The only sound in the air was the heavy breathing of the two people.

Lin Chuan sat on the lotus platform, quietly "watching" the two uninvited guests.

Lin Chuan extracted a lot of key information from their conversation.

Qingquan Village.

The bizarre nature of the place is classified as Level C or higher.

Furthermore, a mysterious realm has been formed!

"It seems the pace of the resurgence of terror has accelerated again."

Lin Chuan thought to himself.

Just as he was considering whether to get rid of the two intruders.

Sudden.

A strange noise came from the woods outside the deserted temple.

"Cough...cough cough..."

A dry, hoarse cough suddenly broke the silence of the night.

The sound wasn't loud.

But in the open mountains and forests, it sounded particularly jarring.

The two people in the temple froze instantly.

Zhou Kai's hand, which was picking up the lighter, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his entire face instantly lost all color, turning ashen white.

"Here we go again..."

Zhou Kai's upper and lower teeth were chattering, making a clicking sound.

Qin Yao's expression also changed drastically. He suddenly stood up straight and stared intently at the darkness outside the temple gate.

"Damn it! It followed us again!"

Qin Yao's voice carried an unprecedented solemnity.

"Cough cough...cough..."

The coughing sounded again.

This time, it's even closer than before.

It's like there's an old man with tuberculosis right next to the back of your head, about to cough up all his lungs.

That's the "coughing trick".

One of the terrifying entities roaming Qingquan Village.

Its level is almost D-level!

Its killing pattern is simple and ruthless... just listen to its cough for more than ten seconds.

They will inevitably be attacked and killed by it!

Moreover, once its sound is heard...

Even if you plug your ears or puncture your eardrums, as long as you are within its sound range, its killing rules will take effect.

The only way to survive is to stop its coughing or escape 300 meters away within ten seconds!

"Run!!"

Qin Yao let out a low growl and turned to run towards the back hall.

But the next second, he stopped in his tracks.

Because the coughing sound seemed to be coming from all directions.

It echoed over the entire dilapidated temple.

"Cough cough cough!!"

The voice became rapid.

A light, floating shadow drifted slowly in from the temple entrance.

The shadow was as thin as a sheet of paper.

It wobbles and feels weightless.

But under the moonlight, it cast a long, dark shadow that was projected directly into the center of the hall.

Zhou Kai has completely broken down.

The strange pen in his hand began to frantically draw on the ground, writing twisted "death" characters.

This is a warning from the cunning pen.

Nine deaths!

"It's over... there's no escape..."

"Daughter...wife...I'm sorry..."

Zhou Kai collapsed to the ground in despair.

Qin Yao bit his tongue, trying to keep himself awake with the stimulation of intense pain.

Gazing at the eerie shadow in the distance, he raised his blackened right hand, intending to rush forward and interrupt its coughing.

But soon he stopped.

Because the strangeness within him is about to fully recover.

If he uses the ability of the Deceptive Hand, he will still be doomed!

As time passed, five or six seconds later, the ghostly coughs became more and more frequent, like a death knell, pounding hard on the hearts of the two.

Qin Yao felt a tightness in his chest and his throat began to itch.

He also felt like coughing.

This is a terrible sign.

Once he coughs, his life force will instantly drain away.

at this time.

Lin Chuan was also carefully observing the coughing monster.

"An E-level anomaly..."

"This rule of indiscriminate attack is really domineering."

Lin Chuan clearly sensed that as the coughing sound spread, a cold, sinister force of rules was also eroding his afterimage body.

If it's not stopped, he'll be devoured by this coughing monster!

And these two humans before us are also doomed to die.

Lin Chuan didn't care whether the two humans lived or died.

But if they die, the strangeness within them will immediately and completely resurface.

At that time, the abandoned temple where Lin Chuan is located will probably become a den of monsters!

"Never mind, I just happen to need some nutrients for evolution."

Without further hesitation, Lin Chuan activated his own rule-based abilities!

next moment.

The air inside the dilapidated temple suddenly froze.

A chilling and eerie aura, even more sinister than the cough, erupted from the broken Buddha statue.

hum! !

There were no signs.

A deep, resonant chanting sound, with a metallic quality, suddenly erupted in the main hall.

"Namo..."

The voice was strange and distorted, like the babbling of an evil god.

The sound came out.

The coughing that had been filling the air was instantly suppressed.

It was like a sharp whistle, instantly drowned out by a deep, resonant bell!

"cough……!!"

As the ghost approached the temple, its movements suddenly froze.

Its coughing was interrupted.

Two sets of rules are now in conflict!

"ah!!"

Inside the main hall, Zhou Kai, who had been waiting for death in despair, suddenly let out a scream.

He clutched his head, writhing in agony as the chanting intensified.

"What...what is that sound?!"

"My head... my head is going to explode!"

Qin Yao's expression also changed drastically.

He felt as if a rusty saw had been forcibly shoved into his mind, frantically tearing at his nerves.

He looked up in horror.

His gaze fell upon the lotus platform.

The once lifeless and dilapidated Buddha statue was now trembling slightly.

A line of crimson tears of blood was sliding down the Buddha statue's cheek.

Behind the Buddha statue, a thick, impenetrable black mist surged, vaguely forming a massive demonic shadow.

"It's...it's that Buddha statue?!"

Qin Yao's heart almost stopped beating.

There are wolves before and tigers behind!

This dilapidated temple actually harbors something even more terrifying than the Coughing Ghost!

Just then.

Zhou Kai, who was rolling on the ground screaming in pain, suddenly stopped moving.

His eyes began to glaze over.

The pupils that were originally filled with fear now slowly revealed an eerie, hazy look.

Clearly, this is a sign that one is about to be "converted" by the Sanskrit chants.

Zhou Kai was only an F-level Ghost Master. He was already weak-willed, and after being terrified just now, his mental defenses had already collapsed.

Under the onslaught of the deadly chanting, he gradually lost his way.

Instead, there was a kind of fanaticism for the source of that sound.

"Buddha……"

Zhou Kai knelt on the ground and stopped covering his head.

He looked up, gazing intently at the Buddha statue on the lotus platform.

His expression was a mix of crying and laughing, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the trick pen in his hand fell to the ground.

"I heard it...it was salvation..."

"I am guilty... I was too cowardly..."

"I beg Buddha...to save me..."

Zhou Kai kowtowed heavily.

Once, twice, three times.

His forehead was bruised and bleeding profusely, but he was completely unaware of it, instead revealing a blissful smile of relief.

[Notification: Strong religious beliefs detected.]

[Successfully converted one believer.]

[Gained Wish Power: +30. (Converted to 30 Evolution Points)]

On the panel deep within Lin Chuan's consciousness, information text was flashing.

He was in a good mood about this.

They gained another believer.

Seeing this, Qin Yao felt his scalp tingle and his whole body go cold.

crazy!

Zhou Kai has gone mad!

He knelt down and kowtowed after only hearing a few eerie chants, turning into this bizarre state.

"What the hell is this thing?"

"It can actually forcibly distort a person's will!"

"Run! We have to run right now!"

Qin Yao's face was gloomy.

Compared to the coughing monster at the entrance that only kills people, this Buddha statue in front of us, which can turn people into mad believers, is obviously more terrifying and more evil!

He ignored Zhou Kai and turned to rush out.

however.

The moment he took a step.

The Buddha statue's originally lowered eyes seemed to lift slightly.

In an instant, it seemed as if countless blood-red gazes fell from all directions, locking onto him from afar.

"Since you're here, why rush to leave?"

A cold voice exploded directly in his mind.

Followed by.

The world before Qin Yao's eyes had changed.

The dilapidated temple halls vanished in an instant.

Instead, there was an endless sea of ​​blood.

The sky was dark red, and countless severed limbs floated in the sea of ​​blood.

And in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

A towering, pitch-black demonic Buddha, hundreds of feet tall, sat atop a lotus platform made of piled bones, coldly looking down at him.

The face of that demonic Buddha was none other than Lin Chuan!

This is precisely the rule-controlling ability he possesses—the Blood and Tears Illusion!

"A hallucination?"

"Break it!!"

Qin Yao roared, disregarding his own condition, and raised the blackened, eerie hand, grabbing fiercely at the void in front of him.

His E-level Ghost Hand can suppress supernatural phenomena.

If it were an ordinary illusion, it might truly be torn apart by him.

But at the moment.

Lin Chuan did more than just use the illusion.

More importantly, the deadly chanting continues!

Double suppression!

In addition, Qin Yao himself was on the verge of a violent resurgence, and his mental state was extremely poor.

Pfft!

Qin Yao felt his knees buckle, and the tremor that came from the depths of his soul made him unable to stand steadily.

The hundred-foot-tall demonic Buddha slowly extended one palm.

The palm, obscuring the sky and the sun, slowly pressed down with an irresistible pressure.

"Kneel down."

The deafening, demonic sound shattered Qin Yao's last psychological defenses.

"ah!!"

Qin Yao roared in agony, his eyes bloodshot, desperately trying to resist the will that was making him submit.

However, the treacherous hand within him actually flinched when faced with the aura of this demonic Buddha.

My computer crashed.

It seemed even the fiercest creatures were filled with fear.

at last.

Qin Yao's legs slammed heavily onto the ground.

His spine was bent.

His head was bowed.

The thought of rebellion receded like the tide, replaced by a deep sense of awe and a strange…sense of belonging.

"Disciple... Qin Yao..."

"Greetings... to Buddha."

Qin Yao's voice was hoarse and trembling, but it was more of a numbness and devotion that came from being brainwashed.

[Notification: Successfully converted one believer (E-rank Ghost Rider).]

[Gained Wish Power: +30. (Already converted into 30 Evolution Points)]

Looking at the two kneeling on the ground, Lin Chuan felt nothing.