Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

The woman raised her lifeless, pupil-less gray eyes and stared intently at the tightly closed villa door.

The demon who killed my daughter is inside.

Thinking of this, a strong sense of resentment almost condensed into a solid black mist around her.

But she didn't just barge in.

Instead, his body made several crisp "crackling" sounds.

Followed by.

She was like a boneless gecko, her limbs twisting strangely as she silently climbed up the villa's exterior wall.

She slowly slipped through a half-open window on the second floor.

Its movements were so light they didn't seem like a physical entity, more like a pool of flowing minced meat.

Second floor of the villa, the corridor.

Several maids in uniforms are cleaning.

"Hiss... Why is it suddenly so cold?"

One of the young maids shuddered, her face full of confusion.

"Yes, I felt it too."

Another maid glanced at the central air conditioning panel. "It's clearly on with the heater on... Could the air conditioner be broken?"

They didn't notice.

Right above their heads, on the ceiling.

A blurry, human-shaped shadow was clinging to the spot, slowly crawling past.

A drop of thick blood almost fell onto the maid's head.

But the next second, the blood was caught by a pale hand.

The Crying Ghost ignored these ordinary people.

Her goal was clear: she silently glided down the stairs to the banquet hall on the first floor.

At this moment, the music in the banquet hall on the first floor was deafening, and the air was filled with the aroma of expensive wine and cigars.

Beneath the enormous crystal chandelier stood a group of smartly dressed young men and women.

Most of them were wealthy second-generation heirs from prominent families in Changyang City.

However, this group of people all revolved around Zhao Bingtian, the eldest son of the Zhao family.

"belch……"

"Tonight, let's drink and have fun to our hearts' content!!"

Zhao Bingtian was completely drunk, and his tone was arrogant.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled a girl into his arms, his eyes gleaming with a hungry wolf-like light.

The girl was wearing an inexpensive white dress, had an innocent look, and her face was filled with fear and humiliation.

Her name is Gu Yiyi, a top student who just started college.

I was forced to come here in order to raise the exorbitant medical expenses for my seriously ill parents' surgery.

"Why are you hiding?"

Zhao Bingtian grinned maliciously, grabbed Gu Yiyi's hair, and forced her to raise her head.

"Come on, drink it."

As he spoke, he poured the champagne in his hand directly onto Gu Yiyi's head.

The cold liquor streamed down her cheeks, wetting her dress.

Seeing this, Zhao Bingtian poured the wine directly into her mouth.

"Cough cough..."

As soon as the drink entered her mouth, Gu Yiyi began to cough violently, and tears streamed down her face, mingling with the alcohol.

"Young Master Zhao... please... spare me..."

"I really can't drink..."

"Let you go?"

Zhao Bingtian laughed exaggeratedly, as if he had heard a joke.

"Did I pay you to pretend to be innocent?"

He suddenly leaned closer, his face, reeking of alcohol, almost touching Gu Yiyi's nose.

"You can leave if you want."

"Give me back my money, 500,000."

"or……"

Zhao Bingtian pointed to the wine stains on the ground.

"Lie down, lick it clean like a dog, and then bark twice for this young master."

Gu Yiyi froze.

Her eyes were red, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

An endless wave of humiliation washed over him.

But what could she do?

If you do not comply, the 500,000 must be returned immediately.

That was my parents' life-saving money...

"What? You don't want to?"

Zhao Bingtian's face turned cold, and his eyes became sinister.

"Looks like a tough nut to crack."

"Last time there was a tough nut to crack, what was her name again... oh right, Qiu Xiaoya."

Upon hearing this name...

The shadow clinging to the corner of the ceiling trembled suddenly.

A chilling aura erupted from the shadows.

Zhao Bingtian, however, remained oblivious and continued to recall the events with a cold smile.

"That girl is also a student, just like you, pretending to be high and mighty."

"And the result?"

"It's only fun when you're playing!"

He licked his lips, a perverse glint in his eyes.

"Her cries for mercy at that moment...tsk tsk, it was truly tragic, yet truly beautiful."

"That desperate pleas for mercy are simply the most beautiful music in the world."

"What a pity..."

Zhao Bingtian sighed, looking regretful.

"He's too weak; he ran out of energy after playing for half a day."

"What bad luck."

"I haven't had enough fun yet."

Upon hearing this, several other wealthy young men nearby joined in the laughter.

"Young Master Zhao is awesome!"

"It's her good fortune that such a piece of trash could die at Young Master Zhao's hands."

A young man with a buzz cut sitting next to Zhao Bingtian fawned over him.

His name is Meng Minghao. He is Zhao Bingtian's number one lackey. His family is in the real estate business, and he often does evil deeds with Zhao Bingtian.

"And don't worry, Young Master Zhao."

Meng Minghao chuckled, a lewd look appearing on his face.

"I've gotten another batch of new goods."

"These girls are definitely better looking than Qiu Xiaoya; I guarantee they'll all be incredibly beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Bingtian nodded slightly.

"Alright."

He kicked Gu Yiyi, who was kneeling on the ground.

"What are you standing there for? If you don't want to pay back the money, then hurry up and call me back!"

"Otherwise, I'll let you experience the same treatment Qiu Xiaoya received."

Gu Yiyi was in despair.

She looked at the distorted, mocking smiles on the faces around her.

This is no human realm.

This is clearly hell!

For my parents...

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls.

"Woof...woof..."

A faint, tearful bark rang out in the noisy hall.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Good! Well said!"

"Shout louder!"

Immediately, Zhao Bingtian, Meng Minghao, and the others burst into a burst of joyful laughter.

They found pleasure in it.

Trampling on human dignity and watching the other person struggle and beg for mercy gives them immense satisfaction and excitement.

Faced with this scene, the Crying Ghost finally couldn't hold back anymore.

When she heard this group of people trampling on her daughter's dignity and even using her daughter's death as gossip, her vicious killing instinct was instantly and completely triggered...

Tick.

A single tear of blood fell silently.

It dripped right onto the glass coffee table in front of Zhao Bingtian.

A tragically beautiful flower of blood bloomed.

"Um?"

Zhao Bingtian was taken aback and looked down.

"Where did the blood come from?"

He murmured to himself, then looked up at the ceiling, but it was empty; there was nothing there.

However, Zhao Bingtian did not notice that... the Crying Demon had already opened its bloody mouth and was about to unleash its killing rules.

However, a majestic, imposing, and unquestionable voice suddenly stopped her.

Stop.

That was Lin Chuan's voice.

Upon hearing this, the crying ghost's body suddenly froze in mid-air.

She dared not disobey Lin Chuan's orders.

"Waaah..."

She let out a reluctant sob.

"Why...Buddha...I have to kill them..."

"Killing them directly would be too easy on them."

Lin Chuan's voice was eerily calm, devoid of any warmth.

"Don't they like to play?"

"Then let them have some fun."

"Let them break down little by little, little by little, in endless fear and despair."

"Let them regret ever being born."

For this kind of demon in human skin.

Killing him directly would be a relief.

Only by subjecting them to torment a hundred times worse than death can they be truly punished.

and.

This is the only way to maximize the extraction of their value... their fear level.

"Don't rush."

"Wait for my clone to arrive."

"The real show is just beginning."

As Lin Chuan finished speaking.

The coughing ghost quickly left the deserted temple.

In just ten minutes, it arrived outside the Zhao family's villa.

Then, like a gust of wind, it passed through the villa's gate without any obstruction.

……

Inside the banquet hall.

Zhao Bingtian did not take the drop of blood to heart.

The revelry continues.

"Hey Zhao, how about I borrow this chick for three days?"

Meng Minghao stared at Gu Yiyi with a lewd grin, his eyes roaming over her body without restraint.

"I have some new props, and I'm just worried about who will try them out."

"I want to help Brother Zhao teach her a lesson."

Zhao Bingtian waved his hand, completely unconcerned.

"Take it, take it."

"Just don't break it."

"Alright! Thanks, Brother Zhao!"

Meng Minghao was overjoyed.

He stood up and staggered toward the restroom.

"You've had too much to drink, go get some water first."

He whistled as he pushed open the bathroom door.

The bathroom in the Zhao family villa was luxuriously decorated, even larger than the living room of an ordinary family's home.

The huge mirror was spotless.

Meng Minghao hummed a little tune as he stood in front of the urinal and unzipped his pants.

Just then.

A cold wind blew in from somewhere.

It made the hairs on the back of his head stand on end instantly.

"Damn it, what's going on..."

"Have I been playing too much lately? Am I feeling a bit weak?"

Meng Minghao muttered a curse.

He shook himself, turned around, and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

The sound of rushing water filled the air.

He looked up at himself in the mirror.

Upon closer inspection...

His pupils suddenly contracted.

All I could see was in the mirror.

Behind him stood a girl in a school uniform.

The girl lowered her head, her long hair obscuring her face.

But he was all too familiar with that school uniform.

Those were the clothes Qiu Xiaoya wore on the day she died!

"Who?!"

Meng Minghao's heart skipped a beat in fright, and he turned around abruptly.

There was nothing behind him.

Only cold, tiled walls.

"Grass……"

Meng Minghao patted his chest and let out a long breath.

"I drank too much... I really drank too much..."

"They've started hallucinating."

He turned around, wanting to continue washing his face to clear his head.

But when he looked in the mirror again...

That girl... is still here!

And this time...

She raised her head.

That once handsome face was now covered with bluish-purple lividity.

His mouth stretched to his ears, revealing an extremely eerie smile.

She was smiling.

She smiled at Meng Minghao.

"whee……"

A faint laugh suddenly echoed in the enclosed restroom.

"ah!!"

Startled, Meng Minghao took several steps back and landed hard on his backside.

"A ghost...there's a ghost!!"

Before he could even get up...

Snapped!

The bathroom light suddenly went out.

The entire space instantly fell into a deathly silence and darkness.

Only the eerie smile in the mirror seemed to still radiate a cold, eerie light.

Followed by.

He sensed it.

A cold, stiff hand gently rested on his shoulder.

That feel.

It's like a piece of dead pork that's just been taken out of the freezer.

"No...don't come any closer..."

Meng Minghao froze, not even having the courage to turn around.

Tick.

A drop of viscous liquid landed on his face.

It had a strong rusty smell.

is blood.

He touched it with trembling hands, his hands covered in blood.

then.

He saw it.

From the ceiling.

Countless black hairs cascaded down like a waterfall.

Little by little... it covered his face.

Through the dense gaps in the hair.

He saw a face.

A face upside down, bleeding from all seven orifices.

It was right in front of him.

That's... Qiu Xiaoya!

"Brother Meng..."

"Don't you have a lot of new items?"

"I want to play too..."

"Help!!!"

Meng Minghao finally broke down.

He let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

at the same time.

Far away in the dilapidated temple, Lin Chuan's control panel began to flood with messages.

[Gained +5 points of fear from Meng Minghao!]

[Gained +2 points of fear from Meng Minghao!]

[Gained +10 points of fear from Meng Minghao!]

"Not bad."

"It provided almost 20 fear points so quickly."

"The Zhao family villa is indeed a nice place."

Lin Chuan coldly observed all of this through the gazes of the "Crying Ghost" and the "Coughing Ghost".

Intimidating Meng Minghao is just the beginning!

Inside this Zhao family villa, there are still quite a few leeks who can provide fear points.

……

Outside the banquet hall.

"Did Meng Minghao fall into the toilet?"

One of Zhao Bingtian's henchmen frowned.

"Alright, I'll go check on him."

"This guy, what if he actually falls into the toilet..."

He had drunk quite a bit of alcohol and was also going to relieve himself.

Soon, he staggered to the bathroom door and knocked hard.

"Young Master Meng? He's dead inside?"

No one responded.

"What the hell...?"

The younger brother impatiently pushed open the door.

But what hit us was a strong smell of blood.

"Holy crap..."

He hadn't had time to see what was inside.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

The once luxurious bathroom is gone.

Instead, there was a dark and damp basement.

The walls around the room were covered with various instruments of torture.

And on those instruments of torture.

Hanging there were mutilated human bodies.

Some have lost their hands, some have lost their legs, and some are just skin and bones.

And these "people".

At that moment, they all turned their heads in unison and stared intently at him.

They all wore the same eerie smile.

"Give me...back...my...life..."

Countless sounds overlapped, like a demonic chant assaulting the ears.

"ah!!!"

"A ghost!!"

The young man screamed and turned to run, but before he could take two steps, he was tripped by an invisible rope.

He fell flat on his face.

Wait until he raises his head.

He found himself lying among a pile of rotting corpses.

……

at this time.

Inside the banquet hall.

The lively atmosphere was abruptly shattered by a sudden scream.

"What's going on?!"

Zhao Bingtian sat up abruptly, his face grim.

"What the hell are these useless idiots doing?"

He shoved Gu Yiyi away from his arms, grabbed a wine bottle from the table, and stood up angrily.

"Dare to spoil my fun?"

however.

He hadn't even taken two steps.

sizzle...

The huge crystal chandelier overhead suddenly began to flicker.

The flickering lights made the entire banquet hall appear bizarre and surreal.

A chilling wind suddenly appeared out of nowhere, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet instantly.

"Who?!"

A sense of unease also arose in Zhao Bingtian's heart.

He looked around.

However, they discovered that the once magnificent walls were aging and peeling off at a visible rate.

The once smooth marble floor.

Pools of dark red blood seeped out.

And in that bloodstain.

Twisted footprints were heading in their direction...

Approaching step by step.