A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

The female ghost in red, carrying the stench of paint and rotting corpses, pounced on Li Yao like a blood-red arrow.

On that face without features.

It was as if countless venomous eyes were staring intently at her, determined to drag her soul into an endless hell.

However, at that very moment...

tick.

A soft yet crystal-clear sound of dripping water quietly broke the stillness of the exhibition hall.

The sound seemed to contain some supreme rule.

The moment the sound fell.

The red-clad female ghost, who was rushing towards them frantically, suddenly froze!

Its forward momentum became incredibly slow.

It felt as if we were stuck in an invisible quagmire.

Every inch forward felt incredibly difficult.

Its deep, blood-red color began to flicker violently, its brightness shifting, as if it were being eroded by some irresistible force.

The Water Droplet's rule has been triggered!

Anyone who hears the eerie sound of dripping water will be cursed with certain death!

Even though this red-clad female ghost is of a high rank.

They were not entirely exempt from the terrifying power of the rules, and their actions were greatly affected in an instant.

For a ghost tamer like Li Yao, that brief moment of delay was enough.

She didn't hesitate at all.

Like a ghostly shadow, it flashed behind the woman in red in an instant.

Extremely fast!

It didn't even make a sound!

She slowly raised her hand.

At that moment, that fair hand seemed to transform into the most terrifying weapon in the world.

then,

He gently patted the back of the woman in red.

This action.

It was as gentle as a lover's caress, without a trace of passion.

The rule for filming ghosts has been triggered!

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The instant Li Yao's palm touched the body of the woman in red.

Time seemed to stand still.

The red-clad female ghost, still struggling and screaming, suddenly stopped all movement and sound.

It stiffly and slowly lowered its head, as if trying to see what was behind it.

But it's too late.

"puff."

A soft sound.

The red-clad female ghost's body, formed by supernatural power, crumbled and disintegrated from the inside out, like a punctured balloon or a bubble exposed to sunlight.

In the end, it turned into a wisp of smoke and completely dissipated into the air, leaving no trace.

It only took a few seconds.

The red-clad female ghost, who seemed to have stepped out of the painting and exuded a terrifying aura, was dealt with by Li Yao with ease.

Clean and neat.

however.

There was no joy on Li Yao's face.

She looked at the spot where the female ghost had vanished, and a hint of doubt appeared in her cold eyes, her brows furrowing slightly.

too weak.

The supernatural power of this ghost is far too weak.

The feeling I gave her.

It's not even as good as the "human-shooting ghost" that I fought before I fell into a deep sleep.

They are only slightly better than those transformed ghost slaves.

This is not normal.

Judging from the bizarre nature of the previous incidents where tens of thousands of people vanished instantly, the source of this ghost must have considerable potential.

Why?

Could this creature that stepped out of the painting be so vulnerable?

Li Yao raised her head.

I looked again at the huge oil painting on the wall.

In the painting.

That blood-red hue has disappeared.

The faceless woman in the red dress had also vanished without a trace.

The entire painting.

It returned to its original deathly darkness, as if nothing had ever happened.

This is...

Does this mean that this bizarre incident is over?

Although my heart was filled with doubt, the scene before me seemed to confirm this result.

After a moment's hesitation, Li Yao decided to report the situation first.

She turned around.

He took out the military communicator from the pocket of his combat uniform and connected to the Kyushu command center's channel.

"The second strange incident in Calgary has been dealt with."

"The source is a painting, which I'll tentatively name 'Ghost Painting.' I will take the Ghost Painting back to Kyushu and seal it away."

On the other end of the communication.

Upon hearing the news, there was a brief silence, followed by a suppressed yet joyful commotion.

"Understood, Li Yao!"

"We'll immediately plan the safest route back to China for you! The liaison team is ready!"

The old general's steady voice also carried a hint of relief.

"it is good."

Li Yao responded and was preparing to discuss the specific time for the meeting.

however.

Just then.

A gray snowflake, without warning, drifted down before her eyes.

Followed by.

It's the second piece, the third piece...

Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted.

She suddenly looked up!

The museum's towering dome had vanished sometime during the night.

Instead.

It was an endless, slowly rotating, hazy gray sky!

Countless snowflakes, like ashes.

They were falling from that eerie sky, drifting down in a flurry, carrying with them a chilling and deathly stillness that seeped into the bones.

next moment.

Li Yao's movements instantly became incredibly stiff!

An indescribable and irresistible terrifying force invaded from all directions, firmly imprisoning her in place.

This force.

It was cold and eerie, as if it wanted to freeze her consciousness, her soul, and the supernatural power within her!

Her body was out of control.

Her voice.

It also dissipated in his throat, unable to utter a single syllable.

On the other end of the phone.

Inside the Kyushu Supreme Command Center, everyone fell silent, awaiting Li Yao's further instructions.

However, one second, two seconds, ten seconds...

Inside the communicator.

Apart from the hissing sound of electricity, there was no other response.

"Comrade Li Yao? Can you hear me? Comrade Li Yao!"

The old general's solemn voice.

The echo reverberated in the meeting room, and everyone's hearts instantly jumped into their throats.

They kept shouting, their voices growing more urgent with each call.

However, there has still been no response.

At last.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound, like a phone hitting a hard surface, was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the electrical current.

Dead silence.

The entire Kyushu command center fell into a deathly silence.

The color drained from everyone's faces!

They were all experts in dealing with strange events, and they knew all too well what this sudden interruption, this final crisp sound, meant.

Li Yao...something happened!

The very next second after the mission was announced as complete, she encountered an unpredictable and terrifying turn of events!