Mystical Revival: Ghost Play – Chapter 127

What! A Golden Ghost Domain! Where Is It!

Chapter 127: What! A Golden Ghost Domain! Where Is It!

“This is headquarters’ plan, it has nothing to do with you.”

Fang Shiming said coldly.

“Loser, stop yapping,” Ye Zhen said indifferently.

He looked at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian was helpless, “Captain’s plan, headquarters intends to select powerful ghost controllers to form ghost controller teams, directly managing several cities and handling supernatural events.”

“The captain has great power, in charge of life and death.”

Fang Shiming: “Why tell him this, he’s from the Supernatural Forum, not headquarters.”

Ye Zhen glanced at Fang Shiming, “As if you’re from headquarters.”

“Alright, stop being so confrontational whenever the two of you are together.”

Lin Qian played the peacemaker.

Fang Shiming snorted, he looked down on this chuunibyou the most.

If Lin Qian weren’t here, he and Ye Zhen would have already fought.

He didn’t fear Ye Zhen now.

Ye Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, looking like he wouldn’t bother with Fang Shiming.

This was in Da Jing City, Ye Zhen was already holding back a lot.

At this moment, on the tarmac, a group of people were gathered around a box.

Lin Qian saw this and turned to Fang Shiming, “Inside the box is a bottle, which is the source of this supernatural event.”

Fang Shiming heard this and asked, “You want it?”

Lin Qian nodded, “This ghost is interesting.”

“How about we split it fifty-fifty?”

No one does anything without interest; Fang Shiming valued profit in everything he did.

“You want to split this with me too?”

Fang Shiming smiled, “Anything you value must be something good.”

Lin Qian covered his face, “I’m a researcher.”

“A powerful researcher,” Fang Shiming said with a smile.

“This ghost cannot be given to you; I will give you another ghost, a dormant one.”

Fang Shiming nodded; he knew to stop at the right time. Lin Qian could get the ghost himself if he wanted.

“Okay.”

Fang Shiming’s figure disappeared from the spot.

“Everyone, give me some face, will you?”

At this moment, a gust of cold wind appeared, silently.

The moment Fang Shiming appeared, Yang Jian’s gaze instantly shifted to him.

Chen Yi, Zhong Shan, and Guo Fan felt their hearts sink upon seeing Fang Shiming.

“Fang Shiming, why are you here…”

Shen Liang’s expression was solemn, but he didn’t finish his sentence.

Fang Shiming pointed at the damaged suitcase, “Can I have the item inside?”

Fang Shiming spoke very politely, with a smile.

He seemed to exude an aura of nobility.

“This doesn’t follow the rules…” Shen Liang immediately looked troubled.

“Oh?”

Yang Jian and the others said nothing, they just watched Fang Shiming.

Very sensible.

“You’re talking to me about rules?”

Fang Shiming’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Director Fang, this…” Chen Yi wanted to say something.

But with just a look from Fang Shiming, Chen Yi shut his mouth and stopped talking.

“I’m taking the item. If there’s any issue, report it.”

Fang Shiming put away his smile and said to Shen Liang.

The next moment, the box disappeared, and so did Fang Shiming.

Shen Liang’s face turned grim.

Guo Fan frowned slightly, “Fang Shiming, the chairman of Circle of Friends?”

“Yes,” Zhong Shan nodded.

“Circle of Friends Chairman Fang Shiming, with his second-in-command Jiang Shangbai, the headquarters’ designated captain.”

Chen Yi glanced at Shen Liang, feeling silent.

This person wasn’t as tough as Zhao Jianguo.

“Circle of Friends Fang Shiming?”

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered. Was this the Fang Shiming who, along with the President and Ye Zhen, handled the supernatural event in Da Jiang City?

He had seen Jiang Shangbai before, at Huang Gang Village. At that time, the other party had already controlled two ghosts.

A very strong ghost controller, and this Fang Shiming was not weak.

Headquarters truly had hidden talents.

“Alright, the source is gone.”

Zhong Shan shrugged.

Fang Shiming’s arrival meant the box was taken.

They weren’t sure if there was a ghost inside initially, but when Fang Shiming appeared, they were certain the box definitely contained a ghost.

Shen Liang looked grim.

He said nothing.

Fang Shiming had shown him no respect at all.

He was, after all, the newly appointed Person in Charge of the connection room at headquarters!

Fang Shiming had shown him absolutely no respect.

How arrogant!

The box was opened.

Inside were various bottles, jars, and broken pottery.

All were antiques.

Lin Qian picked up a black, unremarkable ceramic vessel.

The ceramic vessel had a common shape, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It was neither exquisite nor ancient, but it gave off a strange feeling.

Peeking faintly through the opening, it was pitch black inside, like an abyss with no bottom.

Ye Zhen and Fang Shiming stood beside Lin Qian, looking at the black ceramic vessel.

“Soul bottle,” Fang Shiming named it with just one glance.

“What is a soul bottle?” Ye Zhen asked curiously.

Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen with disdain:

“In ancient tombs, there would be two bottles placed beside the coffin to house the soul of the deceased, hence the name soul bottle. However, soul bottles are no longer used in modern burial customs. Furthermore, this soul bottle is a modern product, not made by a famous kiln but by a village earth kiln. Judging by the material, it’s at most a hundred years old.”

“However, this doesn’t seem like something from a tomb, as there’s no smell of mud or foul odor. And, it’s filled with gold. If I’m not mistaken, this thing is used to imprison fierce ghosts.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qian crushed the outer layer of the ceramic bottle.

Revealing the golden bottle inside.

“The ghost inside is still there,” Ye Zhen said, looking at it.

Lin Qian nodded, “If it’s not, it’s useless to me.”

“Is this ghost special?” Fang Shiming asked curiously.

All were top-tier ghost controllers; ghosts were precious, but to them, ghosts that were useful were the most precious.

“More or less.”

Lin Qian turned the bottle, the opening facing him, and the next moment, a pale white arm stretched out from the dark opening, reaching for Lin Qian.

Lin Qian’s expression was calm; Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen were also very calm.

The arm was instantly grabbed, and it felt as if it had suffered a heavy blow, trying to retract.

But how could Lin Qian let it have its way?

Supernatural suppression, the arm was directly suppressed.

At the same time, Lin Qian forcefully pulled the arm.

Soon, under absolute brute force, the arm was pulled out bit by bit.

In a short while, a woman, entirely pale white, was pulled out from the small bottle by him.

The bottle was put away casually, and Lin Qian held the female ghost.

“The Terror Level is not bad,”

Ye Zhen commented.

“What’s the killing pattern?” Fang Shiming asked.

Lin Qian shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

The Ghost Domain was activated for a moment, and the fierce ghost was directly thrown into the Opera Stage Space.

After entering the Opera Stage Space, the fierce ghost began to revive rapidly.

Subsequently, the female ghost’s figure slowly disappeared.

A ghost that did not exist in reality.

“This ghost is missing a hand,”

Fang Shiming recalled the appearance of the female ghost just now.

“With Yang Jian.”

Lin Qian did not hide it; there was no need to conceal such a matter.

If Fang Shiming wanted to, he could investigate it at any time.

“It seems it hasn’t completely revived.”

Ye Zhen looked at Yang Jian and the others in the distance.

His gaze flickered slightly.

“Let’s go.”

The objective achieved, it was time to leave.

Fang Shiming shrugged, his figure disappeared, and a cold wind blew faintly.

Ye Zhen instantly vanished from the spot.

Lin Qian shook his head; they were all extravagant people.

Using Ghost Domain just to go out.

Lin Qian sighed, and his Ghost Domain was activated.

In the distance, Yang Jian suddenly looked up in a direction, “Ghost Domain?”

“…”

Back at Circle of Friends.

Lin Qian was called over by Wang Xiao Ming.

Ye Zhen, bored, followed along.

Wang Xiao Ming looked at Ye Zhen, somewhat helpless.

But he said nothing.

“Yang Jian has arrived.”

“I know, I just came back from there.”

Lin Qian put on a white coat.

Ye Zhen, already adept at it, found a white coat himself and put it on, even wearing goggles.

“Yang Jian requested to meet me.”

“He must have encountered some problem.”

“I won’t get involved in your business with him,” Lin Qian waved his hand, unconcerned.

Wang Xiao Ming showed no particular emotion upon hearing this.

“I called you here this time to ask you to try opening the coffin with me.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Qian turned and walked away, taking off his white coat as he went.

Wang Xiao Ming quickly grabbed Lin Qian.

“Let go of me, don’t drag me down if you’re looking to die.”

Lin Qian tried to pry Wang Xiao Ming’s hand off.

But Wang Xiao Ming held on firmly; if he didn’t use some strength, he wouldn’t be able to break free.

“The purpose of opening the coffin is to rescue Wei Jing.”

“I don’t know Wei Jing’s current situation.”

“Previously, using Yang Jian’s method, I thought of having the Ghost Messenger possess Wei Jing’s consciousness.”

“But Wei Jing has shown no movement, so I want to see.”

Wang Xiao Ming said earnestly.

“If you want to see, see it yourself, don’t drag me into it.”

Opening a coffin meant what, he knew better than anyone.

The one who walked out was definitely a Ghost Messenger, and a complete one at that.

Sending a Ghost Messenger back into a coffin?

Nonsense, this time the Ghost Messenger has come out, it’s not going back.

Unless the other party’s abilities are altered, it will return to the coffin for a restart.

“Lin Qian, you know.”

Wang Xiao Ming looked at Lin Qian.

“Nonsense, that’s why I’m leaving.”

“You haven’t experienced what happened in Huang Gang Village, you don’t know what will happen if that thing is released.”

“Do you think Ye Zhen and I can handle this thing?”

Wrong.

The moment he said this, Lin Qian regretted it.

As expected.

“Are you looking down on me, Ye?”

Ye Zhen didn’t even say “I” anymore, he directly said “Ye.”

“I, Ye, am invincible in this world. It’s just a ghost that was detained. If it can be detained once, then I, Ye, can detain it a second time!”

Ye Zhen said calmly.

Lin Qian covered his face with his hand, “Ye Zhen, shut up, say less.”

Then he looked at Wang Xiao Ming, “The Ghost Coffin cannot be touched. If you want to see what happened to Wei Jing, how can you be sure it’s Wei Jing who walked out?”

“It’s too dangerous.”

“I know it’s dangerous.”

Wang Xiao Ming let go of Lin Qian and pushed his glasses up. “But I’m prepared.”

“You’ve seen the things I’ve developed. The current suppression quota for ghosts inside the Ghost Coffin is eight.”

“Three originally, plus Wei Jing’s five.”

“The things I’ve developed also have the ability to suppress eight fierce ghosts.”

“Adding you and Ye Zhen, the quota reaches ten.”

“Even if something goes wrong, it can be contained.”

Lin Qian looked at Wang Xiao Ming, “You are more stubborn than I imagined.”

“You should be more rational.”

“Perhaps, you should consider whether your arrangements are truly foolproof.”

Wang Xiao Ming frowned slightly and quickly began to review.

But gradually, his expression changed.

Wang Xiao Ming looked up at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian didn’t say anything. “Let Li Jun stay by your side at all times.”

“That’s all for today.”

Wang Xiao Ming was clearly in no state to do anything more.

Wang Xiao Ming was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Lin Qian and Ye Zhen left quickly.

Wang Xiao Ming quickly dialed Li Jun’s number.

His gaze shifted, looking at the coffin stored in the safe house.

Through the glass, the coffin looked ordinary.

“What happened?”

Ye Zhen couldn’t quite understand what had just happened.

“Don’t ask, just remember, the opportunity is coming soon.”

Lin Qian’s expression was cold.

Ye Zhen’s eyes lit up upon hearing this.

“It’s coming soon, that’s really good news.”

“…”

Not long after, on a clearing, a temporary sunshade was erected with a few chairs and a table inside. A young man in a white lab coat, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, sat upright, looking up at the vast blue sky in the distance, as if spacing out or pondering something.

In the distance, many security personnel were on alert, and special forces Captain Li Jun stood on the top floor of the building, monitoring for any potential situation.

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted, and he strode over.

As he approached, the sound of footsteps attracted Wang Xiao Ming’s attention. He slowly withdrew his gaze and looked down at Yang Jian.

“Shen Liang said you wanted to see me?” Wang Xiao Ming’s voice was neither cold nor warm, appearing exceptionally calm.

Yang Jian looked around. “It seems you want to see me too, otherwise you wouldn’t have made such a big show to wait for me here personally.”

“Sit down, because there are indeed some things I need to discuss with you.” Wang Xiao Ming gestured with his hand.

Yang Jian sat down without ceremony.

However, as soon as he sat down, Wang Xiao Ming abruptly said, “Calculating the time, your body should be having problems.”

Yang Jian, who had just sat down, immediately his expression tensed, almost standing up.

“What do you mean by that?” Yang Jian said gravely.

“It’s not hard to guess. That bizarre revival wasn’t perfect. The first moment I saw you after you came back online, I knew your condition. And human functions are often very fragile. Once a problem arises, it will only get worse. So, I believe that from the end of the Da Chang City incident until now, the limit of your body is probably approaching.”

Wang Xiao Ming spoke slowly and very clearly. “You’re not the only Ghost Controller whose body is having problems. Many people have similar situations, but you insisted on seeing me, which means the deterioration of your body has brought you some greater impact.”

“For example… the agitation of Fierce Ghost Revival.”

“So, you want me to help you solve this problem?”

Yang Jian said, “I’m just trying any available avenue to solve the problem as early as possible.”

“So, my existence is just one of your options. You think this option is the easiest, so you found me.” Wang Xiao Ming looked at him. “Then what is the other option? Or rather, is it no longer worth your reliance?”

“You’re trying to trick me into talking.” Yang Jian’s expression flickered slightly.

People with high intelligence like this can always get useful information from you with a few words, make bold deductions, and subtle probes, and thus determine a lot of your information.

When chatting with such a person, many of your secrets are no longer secrets.

“Perhaps we should both be honest, as neither of us can guarantee we’ll be able to sit here and chat like this again.” Wang Xiao Ming said, “Hiding information will only do you harm.”

“Then tell me now, who is it?”

This question was very cunning.

“It?” Who is it?

Wang Xiao Ming didn’t know what this “it” was, but he seemed to have confirmed that there was an unknown entity around Yang Jian, and his tone was very confident. This would give Yang Jian a false signal, that Wang Xiao Ming already knew half of his secrets.

Once half of a secret is known, it’s no longer a secret, and you’ll reveal the remaining secret with ease.

But in fact, Wang Xiao Ming’s “it” was purely a guess.

This was a trap to lure Yang Jian.

As long as Yang Jian’s answer didn’t explicitly deny the existence of “it,” Wang Xiao Ming could be sure his deduction was correct.

“What benefit do I get from telling you?” Yang Jian said calmly.

No denial?

Wang Xiao Ming’s gaze remained calm, and he said, “There’s no harm for you in telling me. An anomaly exists by your side, making you feel very uneasy because you don’t know if it’s helping you or harming you, yet it possesses unimaginably vast information. The time you hanged yourself in front of the mirror and were bizarrely revived, all of this should have been its idea, right?”

“Then have you ever thought about what its purpose was for doing so? Or rather, it knew that the revival wouldn’t be perfect afterwards, so why did it set up this terrifying game for you?”

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered, and he remained silent.

“So, you were used. Even though you were very careful, you were used the moment you hanged yourself. An incomplete plan, a flawed revival, this will lead you step by step into the trap it set. However, I am glad you came to me.”

Wang Xiao Ming’s tone shifted here, and a slight smile appeared.

“Your coming to me means you have begun to guard against it, or even sensed the crisis, so you are seeking my help. Its existence for you was only a last resort, after all, Ghost Controllers can only survive at certain times, and there’s not much choice.”

“But you cannot continue like this. Because after every plan, you will grow. It will not allow you to continue like this, so your body’s deterioration is a signal. Once you seek a solution from it, I can guarantee that the solution will fail.”

Yang Jian’s expression was calm, and then he said, “I didn’t come to you to discuss this.”

Wang Xiao Ming didn’t continue, but instead said, “I do have a solution for the body’s deterioration. To prevent the body from being affected by fierce ghosts, it’s very simple: transform the body into a ghost. Hmm, this is consistent with my previous experimental direction. Becoming a ghost with consciousness. I realized long ago that Ghost Controllers would do this, so I’ve been planning for a long time.”

“And to achieve this, the Ghost Coffin needs to be used. Now do you understand why I wanted to get the Ghost Coffin at all costs?”

Ghost Coffin.

Yang Jian was no stranger to it; he had personally brought it out of Huang Gang Village, and many people had died for it.

However, before he could even bargain with Wang Xiao Ming and inquire about how to transform into a ghost, Wang Xiao Ming directly said, “However, the experiment failed.”

“What do you mean?” Yang Jian frowned.

“It means what it says. Humans cannot successfully transform into ghosts.” Wang Xiao Ming spread his hands, appearing somewhat regretful.

“Why is that?” Yang Jian asked.

Wang Xiao Ming said, “Actually, in a sense, it’s not entirely a failure. It mainly depends on how you define the concept of ‘human’.”

“What does Professor Wang intend to do to Yang Jian?”

At this moment, on the rooftop, Captain Li Jun was still focusing on the conversation between Yang Jian and Wang Xiao Ming under the sunshade in the playground ahead. However, at this moment, a familiar figure climbed up, panting slightly, and asked.

The speaker was Zhao Jianguo.

Although he had been dismissed due to work errors and was no longer working at Headquarters, his extensive work experience led him to be assigned to the Training Base.

His current main task was to receive the Person in Charge.

He had almost completely distanced himself from the core departments.

“I’m not too sure.” Li Jun said calmly. “But aren’t you afraid of accidentally falling to your death climbing this high?”

“If I accidentally fell to my death, it would be good to stop worrying all day.” Zhao Jianguo said. “It’s okay if you don’t want to say, but I heard that things have been unstable at Headquarters recently. It’s the Captain’s plan. I had reasons to oppose this plan earlier. Pinning hopes on a small group of people is honestly very dangerous and not beneficial to the country.”

“And this will also cause a large number of excellent talents to be lost. If Yang Jian cannot be selected as a captain, do you think he will resign?”

“We just need to obey orders, we don’t need to think so much.” Li Jun said.

Zhao Jianguo laughed. “If we can’t even retain talent that can handle S-class supernatural events, it shows that the Captain’s plan has significant flaws.”

“But is there no better way to replace the Captain’s plan? Supernatural events are increasing, and their complexity is deepening. Initially, one City Official could handle one supernatural event, but now it often requires support. Ghost Controllers are constantly dying, and new Ghost Controllers are decreasing. This is a disaster in the making.” Li Jun looked back at Zhao Jianguo.

“Therefore, we must be prepared for loss of control. We may not be able to guarantee safety everywhere, but at least we should ensure safety in a few areas.”

“The Captain’s plan is not wrong.”

Zhao Jianguo laughed. “Whether it’s wrong or not is no longer up to us to decide. Let’s see the consequences. If this step is wrong, we will all be sinners.”

Li Jun looked deeply at Zhao Jianguo.

From a great distance, inside a tall building, two young men were squatting, observing the scene in the distance.

“There’s something wrong with Wang Xiao Ming.” Ye Zhen said.

“I know, so this is an opportunity, an opportunity for Wang Xiao Ming to solve his own problem.”

Lin Qian gazed into the distance. As long as Wang Xiao Ming understood the origin of his problem, he would know how to handle it.

But Wang Xiao Ming might follow his own heart.

“Yesterday, Yang Jian was in the limelight again.” Ye Zhen pouted. “What a shame, my status here is not appropriate, otherwise, it would be me in the limelight.”

“Killing a weak Ghost Controller, is that considered being in the limelight?”

Lin Qian retorted.

“The point isn’t the weak Ghost Controller, but Yang Jian’s act of stepping on that Ghost Controller to jump off the building.”

“Xiao Yang’s brain is really useful, even showing off is so smooth.” Ye Zhen exclaimed.

Hearing this, Lin Qian suddenly had a wicked idea, so he asked:

“Ye Zhen, if there was a golden Ghost Domain, would you want it?”

“What!”

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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