Mystical Revival: Ghost Play – Chapter 198

Rescued

Chapter 198: Rescued

“Huh…”

Huo Tan, who was originally planning to enter the village, suddenly paused.

He tilted his head to look toward the Big Mountain.

The fog was thick, overflowing from the mountain forest.

Looking into the distance, a feeling of unease emerged.

Huo Tan frowned.

“My instinct is telling me that the village side is not the key point.”

Without any hesitation, he rode his electric scooter straight toward the Big Mountain.

The eerie green headlights illuminated ahead, and the electric scooter drove into the mountain forest as if traveling on flat ground.

“Found it.”

The fog was thick, but ahead where the headlights shone, a mass of darkness appeared.

Huo Tan narrowed his eyes slightly; that seemed to be a cave.

The electric scooter charged straight in.

The white fog disappeared instantly.

The surroundings became pitch black.

It was chillingly cold damp and rotten, with a thick stench assaulting his face.

Huo Tan abruptly stopped, his pupils contracting slightly.

He slowly raised his head; there seemed to be something above his head.

After seeing clearly what was above, he swallowed.

“Holy crap, you guys in Coffin Village really hid this deep!”

Corpses, patches of them, densely packed corpses.

All hanging from the top of the cave.

Densely packed, endless at a glance.

Were these really corpses?

“Living person?”

Ahead, a hoarse and low voice, unlike any a living person could make, rang out.

Huo Tan instantly locked onto the source of the voice.

Where his gaze fell, among the patches of corpses, there was one with bluish-black skin all over, still rotting, wearing a grotesquely melted mask on its face.

At this moment, on the mask, a pair of twisted, pupil-less eyes opened, staring straight at him.

“What the hell are you?”

Huo Tan inhaled sharply.

He’d seen ugly, but never this ridiculously ugly.

“Can curse, probably a living person.”

Another hoarse voice rang out.

This voice was even stranger.

It sounded just like a dead person speaking, stiff and gloomy.

Huo Tan’s gaze quickly shifted away, looking toward the direction the voice came from.

He shouldn’t have looked; one look and he inhaled sharply.

This one was even more outrageous.

Half a head hanging, a big hole in the chest, covered in rot, but under the rotting skin, blood-red new flesh buds.

The whole person was like a skinned meat corpse.

At this moment, this eerie thing was staring straight at him with one eye that had been sliced open.

“Damn, a ghost with consciousness!”

Huo Tan cursed inwardly and planned to leave immediately.

“Who are you?”

The ghost actually asked who he was.

Huo Tan’s expression changed uncertainly.

He had already planned to leave.

So he simply didn’t answer.

“We’re not ghosts.”

The nearest ‘ghost’ spoke.

The other seemed to have guessed what Huo Tan was thinking.

“Damn, this ghost can read minds?”

“Can’t stay any longer, the longer I stay, the more chilling it gets!”

Without hesitation, Huo Tan turned the scooter around and twisted the throttle.

Planning to leave.

Lin Qian: “???”

Fang Shiming: “…”

What, why is this kid running?

“Kid, let us down first, we’re not ghosts.”

Fang Shiming shouted.

“I believe you like I believe a ghost!”

“Damn it, kid, don’t let old man get out, or you’re done!”

Fang Shiming started threatening directly.

Hearing this, Huo Tan, who had already shot far away, abruptly turned the scooter around.

Instantly driving under Fang Shiming.

Huo Tan looked up, “You’re really not a ghost?”

Fang Shiming’s eyes turned, staring at Huo Tan.

After getting closer, Fang Shiming finally recognized him.

“Huo Tan? Are we in Da Xiang City?”

Huo Tan: “???”

“You know me?”

“I know all the persons in charge of current cities, and I’ve seen photos.”

Fang Shiming’s eyes turned.

This very normal action was extremely eerie in Huo Tan’s eyes.

“Who are you?”

The other had stated his identity outright, so this person should be a ghost controller.

But why were they here?

Two ghost controllers in this state, still alive, obviously not simple.

“Me, Circle of Friends, Fang Shiming, the one next door, Da Jiang City, Desolate Club president, Lin Qian.”

Huo Tan’s first reaction upon hearing these two names and organizations was disbelief.

But the next moment, he inhaled sharply.

“Holy crap, Fang Shiming, Lin Qian?”

“You two are Fang Shiming and Lin Qian?”

“Nonsense!”

“If you were Fang Shiming and Lin Qian, could you be trapped here?”

Huo Tan didn’t believe it at all.

“The situation is a bit complicated, it’s normal not to believe.”

“You don’t need to believe if we’re Fang Shiming and Lin Qian, you just need to know we’re not ghosts.”

Fang Shiming said.

“Hurry up, that thing is coming again.”

Lin Qian suddenly spoke.

“What thing?”

“Ghost, a terrifying ghost, it’s been looking for us.”

“Take us out.”

Huo Tan looked at Fang Shiming and Lin Qian.

He thought for a moment and estimated his own survival ability.

Hmm, the medium is still there, he can escape anytime.

Damn, do it!

Just these two names are worth risking once!

Huo Tan directly turned the headlights, the ghostly lights shining straight on Fang Shiming.

The black hemp rope hanging Fang Shiming suddenly moved.

The rope twisted rapidly as if encountering its nemesis.

Plop~!

The rope contracted directly, releasing Fang Shiming.

A plop.

Fang Shiming fell straight to the ground.

Without the restraint, chillingly cold instantly appeared on Fang Shiming.

The ghost in his body began revival.

But very slowly.

The flesh buds on his body seemed to gain vitality at this moment, starting to wriggle and grow slowly.

“Hurry!”

Lin Qian suddenly shouted.

Fang Shiming’s gaze shifted.

In the darkness, a candlelight suddenly appeared.

“Hurry, that thing is coming!”

Fang Shiming shouted.

Huo Tan grabbed Fang Shiming.

Directly pulling him onto the back seat.

Then he turned the headlights, precisely illuminating Lin Qian’s position.

Just like before, the rope moved, then contracted, finally releasing Lin Qian.

Lin Qian fell, Huo Tan twisted the throttle, and just as Lin Qian dropped, he drove right under him, catching Lin Qian.

Lin Qian landed on Fang Shiming.

But at this moment, no time to care about that.

The candlelight was rapidly approaching them.

Huo Tan already felt that terrifying supernatural.

No more hesitation, Huo Tan accelerated directly, rushing toward the exit.

The lights illuminated, the exit appeared.

This electric scooter’s speed could be described as lightning-fast.

The candlelight came quickly, but the electric scooter’s speed was faster.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding darkness receded.

White fog appeared around them.

Trees whizzed past them like arrows loosed from a bow.

In less than a minute, they exited this Big Mountain.

“Your scooter is a ghost, right.”

The electric scooter emitted terrifying chillingly cold, the supernatural was stirring, the ghost reviving.

“Of course.”

Huo Tan replied.

Suddenly, Huo Tan slammed on the brakes.

Stopping.

Then he exhaled, turning back to look at the two.

Looking at their appearances.

Huo Tan quickly got off the scooter and dragged the two down.

“Your conditions…”

Honestly, he hadn’t seen such a situation before.

Bodies turned like this, still alive.

The supernatural in their bodies seemed completely dormant.

However, he could clearly feel the supernatural in these two reviving.

But very slowly.

Slower than the normal daily supernatural revival of ghost controllers.

“Still alive is already very lucky.”

Fang Shiming said indifferently.

The two were propped by Huo Tan against a field ridge.

“Did you see Ye Zhen?”

Lin Qian suddenly asked.

“Ye Zhen?”

“Da Hai City’s Supernatural Forum’s Ye Zhen?”

Huo Tan was startled.

He’s here too?

Mystical Revival: Ghost Play

Mystical Revival: Ghost Play

神秘复苏:鬼戏
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
My name is Lin Qian, I transmigrated and arrived in a world of despair. This is Mystical Revival. [Ghosts cannot be killed.] [Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.] [Observe the patterns of ghosts] A world destined for despair, where is hope? My name is Lin Qian, put on the mask, the ghost play begins.

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