Mysterious Revival-Chapter 783 - 750 The Disappeared Corpse

"Fushou Garden?"

"I never thought Yang Jian would one day come to Dahai City. It's been several months since our last meeting, and to be honest, I really didn't want to see him again."

Getting out of the car, Luo Su Yi heaved a sigh, recalling the encounter at the Caesar Grand Hotel.

A group of them had nearly been annihilated by the ghosts inside. What was most terrifying was that Yang Jian had personally resurrected the already dead Tong Qian, turning her into a horrific ghost controller with two Ghost Faces.

After they parted ways, Luo Su Yi had paid some attention to the affairs of Yang Jian, known as Ghost Eye.

Without paying attention it was fine, but upon looking into it, it was indeed surprising.

In just a few months, he had encountered two S-grade supernatural events and even fought Fang Shiming from his circle of friends. Most importantly, he was still alive to this day...

The competence of a ghost controller is not determined by what they have experienced, but by whether they survive the experience.

"The boss has good reason to worry. Yang Jian must have come here for something. He wouldn't come to a cemetery for no reason just to enjoy the scenery. It's possible that a supernatural event could happen here."

Next to him was a young girl in a grey down jacket, wearing a mask, her black shoulder-length hair hanging down, her face somewhat pale, holding a talkie-walkie. As she typed, she broadcasted the message.

Her name was Lin Luomei, codename Ghost Sound.

She had been in bad shape when she went to the Caesar Grand Hotel with Yang Jian, on the verge of a ghost resurgence, but Yang Jian gave her a slot, allowing Lin Luomei to survive.

The price she paid was controlling a second ghost.

If it hadn't been for that, Lin Luomei would have died long ago.

So, she still felt somewhat favorable towards Yang Jian, at least more so than other ghost controllers she had encountered.

"I really don't want to get involved in whatever mess Yang Jian is in. I'll come with you to have a look and just look; I absolutely won't take action," Luo Su Yi swore decisively.

While typing, Lin Luomei broadcasted, "If there really is something, we should help him. After all, this is Dahai City. If something happens, we are also responsible."

"Help him? Let's not. He's so powerful, what need does he have for our help? If he really needs our help, then we wouldn't be of much use, let's just watch and then leave," Luo Su Yi hastily shook his head.

As they talked, the two had already entered the cemetery, accompanied by six or seven subordinates who were there to assist them. Although Luo Su Yi and Lin Luomei were not famous within the supernatural circles, they were still ghost controllers with a certain standing, not the type to do everything by themselves.

As soon as they entered the cemetery, they saw a temporarily constructed spirit hall.

Many people were saying their goodbyes at the spirit hall, offering flowers.

Upon seeing this, Luo Su Yi's face changed instantly.

What a joke. Of all the things to do at this critical moment, why set up a spirit hall and bring wreaths to hold a funeral here? Are they asking for some incident to happen today?

"Go over there, take that spirit hall down, drive the people away; if there's a dead person in the coffin, immediately take them for cremation. If not, bury them right away. Don't let them linger here, and if anyone dares to obstruct, don't be polite, take action when it's time to," Luo Su Yi immediately instructed.

The six or seven bodyguards rushed over, menacingly. Doing odd jobs under the supernatural forum, they were fearless, and there was nothing in Dahai City they dared not do.

"Everyone disperse, take down all the wreaths."

"Make way! Who allowed you to set up a spirit hall here? Call out the person in charge," one of the bodyguards barked at the crowd as they began to drive them away, starting to dismantle the spirit hall.

Liu Corporation's relatives and friends were stunned by the scene.

President Liu Yuan's face changed instantly, then he hurriedly came forward: "What are you doing? Are you here to cause trouble? Get out of here or I'll call the police."

"Are you the one who set up this spirit hall? Who is the deceased to you?" a bodyguard questioned him.

"What's it to you?" Liu Yuan replied.

The bodyguard snorted coldly: "The administrator of the supernatural forum has spoken; today this spirit hall must be dismantled. Moreover, the body in the coffin must be cremated, and if already cremated, must be buried now. No funerals at Fushou Garden today, all of you had better leave quickly or bear the consequences."

The supernatural forum?

What is that?

Liu Yuan was taken aback; he had never heard of such things, after all, he was not part of Dahai City's top echelon and was not privy to affairs within these circles.

"Who dares to create trouble today? If you dare to disrupt things, I, Liu Yuan, absolutely won't let you guys off. Zhang Xin, call the police and get some people over here."

The assistant Zhang Xin nodded and immediately picked up his phone to make the call.

"This is lawlessness, to think someone would dare to cause trouble at this event. President Liu, don't worry, I know a security company, I'll have them bring people over to help out." A business associate nearby offered to help.

"Where did these lunatics come from? Today is the day of President Liu's mother's funeral. If there's an issue, it should be addressed later. They have no morals at all," another person pointed out.

Of course, some relatives and friends expressed their doubts, wondering whether President Liu owed money and had not paid it back, leading to debt collectors showing up.

Otherwise, why would a group of people suddenly rush out and try to dismantle the mourning hall?

"Stop it, stop it right now, don't touch my grandma." Inside the mourning hall, Liu Yuan's children desperately tried to stop the underlings from the paranormal forum.

The whole scene suddenly turned into a mess.

Liu Yuan's face kept changing, he was so angry he wanted to kill someone, but reason told him that starting a conflict at this time would only make things worse. He had already instructed his assistant to report the incident and call for people. In at most half an hour, these people would be driven out, or even arrested.

"Bang!"

However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly erupted.

It was a gunshot.

"Ah!"

Many people instinctively screamed, then looked toward the direction of the gunshot with a hint of panic.

From the direction of the gunshot, a young man and woman approached.

The one who fired the gun was the man.

A youth in his early twenties with an unhealthy complexion, but his eyes were eerily intense, staring at everyone.

"The quickest way to disperse a crowd is the most direct method, I'm giving you twenty seconds, and if anyone is still here by then, I'll take them down," Luo Su Yi threatened the attendees of the funeral with a gun in hand.

"You, you all..." Liu Yuan's eyes widened, his heart trembling in this moment.

When had he ever offended such vicious thugs that they would show up armed at his mother's funeral?

Kidnapping?

Extortion?

Or a malicious act of revenge?

Many different thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Are you Liu Yuan?"

Luo Su Yi walked over, "Today's incident has nothing to do with you. It's just unfortunate timing that you decided to hold a funeral now. Hurry and take your relatives and friends and get out. I'll take care of the coffin, and I will inform you after it's buried."

"If, if it's money you want, just say it, don't, don't kill anyone." Liu Yuan's mouth quivered, speaking in fright.

"Money?"

Luo Su Yi smiled, "Ten seconds left. If you aren't planning to go, then I'll start shooting."

At this moment, other people nearby finally snapped back to reality, some screamed and turned to run, while others with pale faces crawled and scrambled away.

Suddenly, the nearby people had all dispersed, leaving behind a scene of chaos. But these people were terrified, scurrying around like headless flies. Some ran towards the exit, others chose to dash into the graveyard to avoid these men, their primary concern being to get away from the vicinity.

After all, these people were armed; it was too dangerous.

"What are you doing, put my grandma down, put her down..."

Voices of conflict emerged from the mourning hall at this moment.

A woman in her twenties, along with a teenager, was desperately trying to stop the people from the paranormal forum from taking the coffin away.

But at this moment, the coffin had already been lifted by four men in black suits.

It seemed they planned to take it straight for cremation.

Yet the two of them vehemently objected, not allowing them to take the coffin away.

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Hao, don't, don't stop them, they've got guns, let go." Liu Yuan's face had gone white, he feared that his own daughter and son might get hurt by these ruthless thugs in the midst of the struggle.

"If you're afraid they might get into trouble, just take them away," Luo Su Yi said coldly. "I will take care of the funeral for you."

He did not want to cause any fatalities either, but he would not tolerate corpses, dead bodies being dumped here today.

Such things were too unsettling.

The cemetery was already a grim place, and with what had happened today, it was easy for Luo Su Yi to become suspicious and paranoid.

The people from the paranormal forums were rough with their hands. When faced with Liu Yuan's wife and child trying to stop them, they resorted to punching and kicking without a trace of sympathy.

As those who had encountered supernatural events before, they did not take ordinary people seriously at all.

"Bang!"

Just then, another gunshot rang out.

"Who, who's firing the gun?" Luo Su Yi stumbled before roaring.

"It looks like you've been shot," Lin Luomei said while typing, using a speaker to play the sound.

"What?"

Luo Su Yi looked down and only then did he notice an opening in his chest with blood flowing out, but the blood was dark and smelled rotten, nothing like the blood of a living person.

Liu Yuan was so frightened that he crouched down on the ground, covering his head.

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"Bang!"

Another shot rang out, and Luo Su Yi was hit in the shoulder, but the firearm was not very powerful and only left a tear, ripping some flesh.

"Who's trying to get themselves killed?" Luo Su Yi, though shot, was still lively and furious.

"Luo Su Yi, long time no see, you're still alive?"

At this moment, Yang Jian stepped forward.

In fact, he had seen Luo Su Yi's men driving people away earlier but did not stop them, thinking it was a good thing. The departure of unrelated people from the location was advantageous for him.

But if Luo Su Yi's men took away the coffin, Yang Jian could not tolerate that.

Without old Madam Liu's body, how could he deliver the letter to the 78th grave's owner?

Would he have to stuff it into an urn?

If that wasn't considered a successful delivery, what then?

So, it was time for Yang Jian to make a move.

"You, you... Yang Jian?" When Luo Su Yi saw Yang Jian walking towards him, his eyes widened in shock.

Although he knew Yang Jian was in Fushou Garden, he did not expect him to approach proactively.

And it seemed that the one who had fired the shots was him.

"Bang!"

Yet Yang Jian still fired with a cold expression.

"Wait, wait, Yang Jian, let me speak, don't shoot indiscriminately," begged Luo Su Yi, extending his hand in a panic, his previous indifference and assertiveness gone.

But Yang Jian paused in his footsteps, put down the gun, and said, "You should not have come here. Knowing that I am handling things in Fushou Garden, you still showed up? Was it Ye Zhen who sent you, or are you the manager of this area?"

Luo Su Yi had several bullet holes in his body, but he stood there as if nothing had happened.

Weapons could no longer kill him.

Even the gold bullets in Yang Jian's gun were useless.

"I was just curious and came over to look," Luo Su Yi dared not vent his anger at Yang Jian and merely forced a smile.

He did not mention having been shot multiple times earlier.

Yang Jian glanced at Lin Luomei beside him, then said, "Just two people, where's the third? Don't you guys operate in teams of three?"

"He died, a month ago. The cause of death was the resurgence of a malicious ghost; he couldn't suppress the ghost inside his body any longer," Luo Su Yi said with a slight change in his demeanor, his voice tinged with a hint of emotion.

Ghost controllers are short-lived, Lin Luomei was supposed to die as well, but she was lucky enough to have been given a spot by Yang Jian, which saved her.

"That's a real shame," Yang Jian said calmly, unmoved.

He had seen the death of many ghost controllers and had long since become numb to it.

"But did you come here just to look around? You didn't think about causing trouble?" Yang Jian asked.

Luo Su Yi replied with some resentment, "How would I dare to cause trouble when you're here? I really just came to take a look."

"Chasing people out is one thing, but what about this snatching of the coffin?" Yang Jian gestured towards the direction of the spirit hall.

Luo Su Yi explained, "It's just to prevent any accidents from happening. After all, this place needs to be a bit special. I don't want any corpses or dead bodies appearing here. Since you disagree with this, I won't do it."

After he finished talking, he immediately commanded his subordinates to put the coffin down and come over.

Four bodyguards dressed in suits, not daring to say more, immediately put down the coffin they had lifted.

It was unclear whether it was due to the interference of the family members nearby or because one person didn't hold it steady, but as they set it down, the coffin suddenly tilted and dropped heavily onto the ground.

The lid of the coffin was flung open by the fall.

However, eerily, the coffin was empty; Liu Laotai's body was nowhere to be found...

Liu Xinyue, the daughter of President Liu Yuan, was the first to notice.

Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the empty coffin.

"Dad, grandma is gone," Liu Xinyue said, her body trembling slightly as an inexplicable fear enveloped her.

Liu Yuan, who had been crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, finally looked up and saw the empty coffin as well.

"Has the body gone missing?"

Sun Rui's complexion changed drastically when he heard this and hurried over with a limp, using his cane.

He went into the spirit hall and circled around, then tapped on the coffin several times, verifying repeatedly that the body was indeed missing.

"Yang, it looks like trouble is brewing," Li Yang said gravely, looking around at the towering tombstones, which somehow began to exude a growing sense of unease.

"Could it be that the body was buried ahead of time, not in the coffin?" Sun Rui returned and said in a deep voice.

Yang Jian looked up slightly and said, "No, I checked earlier using the Ghost Eye, and I was very sure there was an old person's body in the coffin..."

With this statement.

A chill ran through everyone's spine.

A supernatural event perhaps?

The words sprang unbidden to their minds.

"How could this be possible, an ordinary corpse, how could it just up and turn into... a ghost?" Sun Rui bit his teeth and was cautious when he uttered the last word.

"It hasn't been confirmed that it's a ghost; maybe it's just a prank," Luo Su Yi quickly said, "Maybe the body was stolen."

"Who would bother stealing a corpse? If someone were to steal this body, then they would have to be associated with the Ghost Domain," Li Yang said.

Luo Su Yi fell silent for a moment.

He didn't dare to say that it might have been Boss Ye Zhen who stole it.

After all, the boss sometimes did engage in such frivolities.

But this was only a guess; if the body wasn't stolen but had disappeared on its own, then the situation could be very serious.

"It could be human-caused, the body itself might have had issues, or there's another possibility, that there are ghosts present in this cemetery..." Yang Jian said, his demeanor becoming composed.