Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Chapter 126 The Ghost Wardrobe Transaction Completed (Please Subscribe~)

Link flipped through the three books in one go, but found no trace of the vengeful ghost. He then turned his attention to the remaining three books.

The bloodstains on the fourth book, and its fluffy pages, caught his attention.

"On the first day of the first month of the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu's reign—Today, my uncle and his son came to pay their respects for the New Year. I peeked at his face through the beaded curtain. He was handsome and tall and strong. I was very pleased with him. Every time I think about how I will marry him in June, my heart beats like a deer leaping through the mountains. Bah, my dear wife, you should be proud and not embarrass yourself in the future."

"On the third day of the sixth month of the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu's reign—the wedding day was approaching, and my father was busy and tired every day. He often said that the eight foreign powers were causing trouble for our country and that the world was at peace. The wedding dress was finished, and he was reluctant to let it gather dust, so he placed it in the house so that I could see it all the time. Last night before I went to bed, I hung it on the rack, and when I woke up, I was wearing it. Perhaps he was thinking about it so much that I was walking around in my dream. In my dream, I was so shameless. There were still three days left until the wedding, and it really felt like every day was a year."

Link paused for a moment, then didn't continue reading.

The outcome was already predetermined. On their wedding day, foreign devils from eight countries stormed into their home, burning, killing, and looting. The joyous day became a day of mourning for the entire family, and even the most valuable brocade fabrics were stripped clean by the foreign devils.

As expected, the diary ended on June 5th, and was then stained with large patches of blood. It wasn't until July 15th that it was continued. The handwriting was still delicate, but it had gained a sharp and ruthless air.

"On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu's reign—after days of fighting, I finally managed to collect three hundred red-haired heads to offer as a sacrifice to the souls of my deceased family members before the Ghost Festival. I only regret that my wedding dress is becoming increasingly tight, as if trying to take my broken body. I have the will to kill the enemy and find my late husband Xiuqi's wedding dress, but I am powerless to do so."

"On the fifteenth of August—the full moon, I found a pair of strange embroidered shoes. Wearing them, I could walk on the ground without seeing Xiuqi's clothes."

The more Link flipped through the pages, the clearer the image of the ghost bride became in his mind, as if she were standing right behind him.

He froze, and looked up at the computer screen to see a red figure.

There was no need to pretend anymore; the ghost bride's figure was indeed right behind him.

"The puzzle pieces you created in your previous life shouldn't have contained any scribbling, so how can you still invade my memory?"

The ghost painting was pieced together by Zhang Xianguang based on the supernatural phenomena of the Ghost Post Office. Judging from the timeline, the ghost bride was already dead at that time.

"I can't leave the mirror, so I can only find you by following the curse."

The ghost bride walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at the skyscrapers and dazzling lights below, and exclaimed, "Time flies! Before I died, the imperial city was not as beautiful as it is now."

He sighed and said, "Yes, a relic of an old era like you should have been buried in the dust of history long ago. Why bother clinging to it?"

The ghost bride's ethereal figure drew near, revealing her upper body on the desk, her gaze intense: "Young man, if you fulfill my wish, I am willing to die for you, even helping you control the cursed fate, the wedding dress, and the veil before I die—isn't that enough?"

Link said calmly, "You died young, and it seems you didn't find the balance of vengeful spirits. Following your old path... I'm afraid of dying."

And—I don't have a fetish for cross-dressing.

He was reading his diary just now, and he was so moved by the patriotic ghost that he almost came back to life. But when he thought about the bizarre actions of the ghost bride, his mood strangely calmed down.

Even the dead man wanted him dead, why would he help him?

The ghost bride said in a ghostly voice, "I will haunt you until we die together—"

Link didn't detect any supernatural fluctuations from the ghost bride, knowing it was just an empty shell, and laughed nonchalantly: "Sure, remember to take off the veil, it's pretty and pleasing to the eye."

"Knock knock————"

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the human and the ghost.

"Come in."

Qi Wanhe poked her head out from the doorway, exclaiming in surprise, "A Ghost Tamer from headquarters named Zhou Deng just left here, saying you were here too! You're back so quickly?"

As she spoke, she closed the door and leaped into Link's arms.

Link smiled gently and said, "After going out for a stroll, you don't need to worry about your deal with the Ghost Wardrobe anymore. The item has been found, and I will hand it over to it."

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Qi Wanhe, as if trying to merge herself into Link's body, muttered, "Here?"

Perhaps due to the curse, only Link could see the ghost bride, while Qi Wanhe felt nothing at all.

Link blinked, thinking that if the ghost bride, an old woman who had never tasted love and died alone, were to watch a live tutorial on a romantic movie, she would probably be so angry that she would be resurrected as a vengeful ghost.

So he sincerely declined, saying, "No need, I've just dealt with a lot of dead people and vengeful ghosts, and I haven't even taken a shower yet."

"You can also take a shower in this office."

Qi Wanhe pressed a button on the desk, and the wall immediately opened, revealing a lounge.

"Hehe, as expected of a capitalist, Fang Shiming knows how to enjoy life. You rest first, I'll go back to Dachang City first."

Picking up a few body bags, Link opened the Traveler's Door and quickly stepped inside.

Qi Wanhe stood there stunned, and sighed in disappointment.

"A perfume scent I've never seen before —"

Guanjiang Residential Area, Dachang City.

Link stepped out of the traveler's house and naturally began to survey the surrounding area.

Yang Jian is currently undergoing training in Dajing City. There are no ghost tamers in this community, making it easy for them to take advantage of the situation.

Perhaps because Link destroyed his social circle, no more demon tamers dared to approach, and everything was fine.

"You did the right thing by not getting intimate with that woman. She has already lost several years of her lifespan because of you. If you continue to have contact with her, there will be no good outcome for you two."

The ghost bride's spirit lingers, offering advice to the young people with the air of someone who's been there all along.

Modern people's dressing style is too bold. Qi Wanhe's hot actions just now almost made her run away.

Getting involved with the supernatural never ends well.

Link naturally knew that in the original work, Zhang Liqin from Ghost Cave died more than 30 years earlier than the other female characters because of her deep entanglement with Yang Jian.

Therefore, he has been restraining himself from having long-term contact with Qi Wanhe and found her a class so that she doesn't have to indulge in romantic relationships.

He scoffed, "That's how old ghosts are when they've never experienced the joys of love; they can't stand seeing others do well."

The ghost bride stood frozen in place, seemingly lost in memories.

Lin Ke ignored her, carrying the container containing the ghost wedding dress, and went to the second room of the old house from the Republican era.

The ghost cabinet stands in the center of the house, asserting its presence.

Link opened the gold bag and tossed it into the top compartment of the ghost cabinet.

"I brought the things, now we're even."

Inside the ghost wardrobe, the ghost wedding dress was picked up by a pair of bluish-gray hands, as if the ghost inside was inspecting the goods.

Once confirmed, the layout of the ghost wardrobe suddenly changed from a top-bottom structure to a left-right structure. The ghost wedding dress was carefully stored on the left side of the wardrobe, hanging on a red wooden hanger.

After doing all this, the Ghost Cabinet fell silent.

"You actually gave it my clothes? Do you know how terrifying it will be after it collects all the puzzle pieces?"

The ghost bride was somewhat incredulous when she saw the ghost wardrobe.

The ghost wardrobe seemed to sense something; the left door opened, and the ghost wedding dress began to flutter outwards, as if searching for its owner.

Link tried to reach out, but Ghost Cabinet slammed the cabinet door shut instantly, as if guarding against a thief.

"Heh, I didn't realize this ghost cabinet was such a simp."

The ghost bride recalled, "It just wanted to collect as many puzzle pieces as possible to get back to the room it was in."