Mystical Revival: Ghost Play – Chapter 137

The Strange Supernatural Event

Chapter 137: The Strange Supernatural Event

Taiping Ancient Town in Dayuan City has been sealed off for some time.

The reason for the seal-off was very perfunctory, stated as ancient town maintenance.

But with the fall of headquarters, this blockade is now essentially nonexistent.

Of course, there are still on-duty personnel present.

At this moment, inside the real Taiping Ancient Town.

Inside an ancestral hall that has seen some years.

Several people sat together around a table.

“That kid has a lot of luck.”

He Liansheng smacked his dried tobacco, his one eye flickering faintly with cold light.

“The Ghost Opera Stage has been controlled, that kid’s strength must be even greater now.”

An old woman weaving a piece of strange clothes said slowly.

“Originally thought that the Ghost Opera Stage combined with the Ghost Performer and that terrifying ghost could make him die in Da Jiang City.”

“But unexpectedly, not only did he survive, he also dealt with the Ghost Opera Stage and the Ghost Performer.”

He Liansheng sighed.

“That kid has already become formidable.”

Helpless situation, if it weren’t for that old man, that kid would have died long ago.

“Now only the three of us are left, the ancient town is sealed, the others noticed something wrong and left.”

The Faceless Person’s voice sounded.

Lost a key puzzle piece, although later found another ghost to fill it, but there was still a flaw.

He could make sounds now.

This was also considered a decent advantage.

“All ungrateful wolves.”

The old woman said coldly.

“Get ready, that kid won’t take long to come.”

He Liansheng sighed, but his expression instantly became grave.

“Do we have to go this far?”

The old woman’s expression also became grave.

“No choice, we can’t gamble.”

“If that kid comes, I can handle it with soul summoning, but if he never comes, will Yin Er keep lying there?”

He Liansheng shook his head, “No.”

“So, start preparing, let Yin Er take that path ahead of time.”

Hearing this, the old woman fell somewhat silent.

But in the end she nodded, agreeing.

The Faceless Person did the same.

“As long as we succeed, nothing will be a problem.”

From the beginning, their lives and deaths were inconsequential.

But Yin Er cannot die.

That kid is not a good person, if they lose, Yin Er will definitely die.

Although they have been eroded by fierce ghosts for many years, emotions missing, minds become violent, it wouldn’t be wrong to call them mentally ill.

But they always had a soft spot and a sense of belonging in their hearts.

That was their hope for survival, their sustenance.

It was also the reason they hadn’t completely gone mad.

Da Jiang City.

“The president is asleep, those guys are getting restless.”

“No, I think they came to confirm the president’s situation.”

“Doesn’t matter, we can block them, and the president is about to recover soon.”

Reviving a fierce ghost is much simpler than suppressing a fierce ghost.

“The city person in charge assignments have been confirmed.”

“Zhang Han, Yan Li, Manyue, Ye Feng, you four go to the four cities near Da Jiang City respectively.”

“Lu Lin remains the person in charge of Da Jiang City, Xu Zhou stays at the club.”

“Zhao Bai, you go with Manyue, your strengths are the weakest in the club, together you’ll have each other’s back.”

“Right, Zhao Bai, gamble less with ghosts, not every ghost will let you win them clean.”

Zhao Bai smiled shyly upon hearing this, “Got it.”

Wang Xiaoqiang knew at a glance that this kid hadn’t taken it in.

After all, this guy could win puzzle pieces from fierce ghosts by gambling with them.

Thereby increasing his own terror level.

So far, Zhao Bai had won against five fierce ghosts, one of which even had a Ghost Domain.

Terror level had reached A-grade.

Zhao Bai wasn’t weak at all, Wang Xiaoqiang called him weak only in comparison to the club’s members.

Manyue was the same.

Ding ling ling~!

Wang Xiaoqiang, who was arranging things, suddenly received a phone call.

He picked it up and looked, it was Lu Lin.

The call connected.

“What’s the matter?”

“People below received a report, someone kept hearing footsteps at night.”

“Checked surveillance and found nothing, didn’t take it seriously at the time, but later, the reporter saw the old man who had died of illness a few days ago walking in the corridor at night.”

“Now the original reporter is dead, it’s her daughter now.”

“Location.”

Wang Xiaoqiang said.

“Longshe District Police Station, the reporter is there.”

“Got it.”

Wang Xiaoqiang hung up and looked at the others.

“How about I go?”

Zhao Bai scratched his head, “This doesn’t sound like an ordinary supernatural event.”

“Just so happens my hands are itchy, go gamble a couple rounds.”

Disdainful gazes looked over.

“Manyue, what’s with that look?” Zhao Bai felt greatly struck.

Manyue rolled her eyes, too lazy to talk to this gambling ghost.

Wang Xiaoqiang rubbed his head, had just told this kid to gamble less with ghosts.

And now this kid says he’s going to gamble right away.

Whatever.

Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand, “Go ahead.”

Zhao Bai immediately beamed, “Thanks.”

With that, his figure flashed and vanished.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang roared, “Damn it, I said, unless it’s urgent, don’t open Ghost Domain in the club!”

Hearing this, the others silently looked up at the ceiling.

Listen to him, finally got a Ghost Domain, who would walk?

Normal people don’t walk?

You walk?

Anyway, I won’t.

Longshe Police Station.

“Who is the reporter?”

Zhao Bai took the cigarette handed over by the station chief.

“That’s her.”

The station chief was a middle-aged man, surnamed Wang.

Zhao Bai nodded, cigarette in mouth, walked to the woman slumped over the table sleeping soundly.

Looking at the woman’s sleeping appearance, Zhao Bai looked at Chief Wang.

“Let me see the file.”

Chief Wang quickly brought out the file.

Zhao Bai flicked some ash and flipped through it.

“Started with footsteps, no issues the first three days of footsteps, but three days later, the old man upstairs died of illness.”

“On the fifth day, the old man who should have been at the funeral home strangely appeared in the corridor.”

“But surveillance didn’t capture it.”

“On the seventh day, the reporter’s mother strangely fell to her death from the building.”

Zhao Bai stroked his chin, “Did the deceased have an autopsy?”

“Done already, cause of death: excessive fright then fell to death.”

“Excessive fright, then fell to death?”

Zhao Bai frowned slightly.

Chief Wang nodded, “Yes, the deceased suffered severe fright before death, then fell to her death.”

“She must have seen something extremely terrifying.”

“Only that?”

“Anything wrong with the corpse?”

“Like the corpse being very stiff, corpse spots appearing at an inappropriate time, or rotting.”

Chief Wang shook his head, “No.”

Zhao Bai stroked his chin.

“Just excessive fright then fell to death?”

“Yes.”

Chief Wang nodded, “From the strangeness of the case, it should be a supernatural event.”

“After all, according to the investigation, the dead old man’s corpse walked out of the funeral home under surveillance.”

Zhao Bai nodded upon hearing this.

“I understand.”

“So, that old man’s corpse hasn’t been found yet?”

Chief Wang shook his head, “You know, us ordinary people are really powerless against such supernatural events.”

Zhao Bai fell somewhat silent upon hearing this.

The people in charge in Da Jiang City seem to have some issues.

As long as they think it’s a supernatural event, they can just wash their hands of it?

Not even doing basic confirmation?

Zhao Bai was somewhat dissatisfied, but thought, what can you expect ordinary people to do?

They can’t do anything.

“I got it.”

“Arrange people to investigate that old man corpse’s situation.”

“I’ll go check the reporter’s residence first.”

Chief Wang nodded and quickly arranged someone to take Zhao Bai to the scene.

But Zhao Bai waved his hand, “Just tell me the location.”

Chief Wang didn’t understand but complied.

After getting the exact location, Zhao Bai directly opened Ghost Domain and headed there.

Zhao Bai vanished instantly from the spot, Chief Wang was startled inwardly, this is a Ghost Controller?

He had contact with Ghost Controllers before, but one who disappeared so openly like this was a first.

Chief Wang looked at the sleeping woman.

His gaze flickered slightly, he didn’t wake the reporter.

He turned and entered the office.

“Is the thing handled?”

Chief Wang held a mobile phone, his expression somewhat grave.

“Handled, absolutely no problem.”

“Better be no problem, let me tell you, they’ve sent a Ghost Controller from above to investigate this incident.”

“What?”

“You’re joking, how would such a thing alarm a Ghost Controller?”

“How should I know, this case was classified as suspected supernatural event per your request.”

“Got it, don’t worry too much, Ghost Controllers can handle supernatural events but may not be good at investigating cases.”

“Once it’s confirmed not supernatural, they won’t interfere.”

“Better be that way.” Chief Wang said darkly.

“I know.”

The call ended.

At this moment, in a bar, a man’s face looked unpleasant, “Is the person in charge of Da Jiang City that idle, sending someone for just a suspected supernatural event?”

“A bit of trouble, hope this Ghost Controller knows better.”

Guilin Xinyuan Residential Community, Building 5, 1801.

According to intel, the footsteps appeared here.

Zhao Bai’s Ghost Domain enveloped the entire residential community, then he frowned.

How?

He found no supernatural remnants at all.

But how is that possible?

Even weak fierce ghosts leave supernatural traces if they’ve killed or even existed here.

There would be footprints.

Let alone terrifying fierce ghosts.

Terrifying fierce ghosts can directly affect the surrounding environment, even change it.

Moreover, terrifying fierce ghosts don’t just kill one person.

After learning the approximate situation and finding only one death, Zhao Bai had inferred the killing ghost wasn’t too terrifying.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be just one death.

But now.

Zhao Bai narrowed his eyes slightly.

The deceased had seen an old man before.

A resident upstairs.

His figure slowly vanished.

1902.

This unit had no issues.

He looked at the doorway and surroundings, found this door hadn’t been opened for a long time, the room door doorway was full of ashes.

The doormat was extremely dirty.

This didn’t look like a house uninhabited for just over ten days, more like months or even one or two years.

So.

Zhao Bai directly passed through the door.

Entered inside.

The layout inside was very strange.

All furniture in the living room covered with black cloth.

Floor full of dust.

Moreover, the window was sealed with bricks.

And painted with black paint.

The entire room was extremely dim.

Position in the living room facing the sofa, which should have had a TV, but instead had an offering table.

Incense burner on top piled full of bone ash.

Still a lot of unburnt incense inside.

In front of the incense burner, a dusty portrait.

Vaguely recognizable as an old man.

From this layout and environment, no one had lived here for a long time.

Moreover, this didn’t seem like a room a living person could stay in.

“Ash Room.”

Zhao Bai identified the old man in the portrait.

Found this seemed to be that dead old man.

He looked around, still found nothing wrong.

No ghosts here.

This was very interesting.

If this setup was prepared long ago, the dead old man should have died much earlier.

But why die again.

Simple logical reasoning, this should be a supernatural event.

But the problem is, no traces of supernatural existence.

Zhao Bai rubbed his chin, stayed in the room a while, then turned to leave.

“Sis, can I ask, what’s the deal with Building 5 1902, who lives inside, do you know?”

In the residential community, Zhao Bai stopped a richly dressed woman and asked.

“1902? Someone lives there?”

Hearing this, Zhao Bai’s eyes flashed, “No one? But wasn’t it said an old man died in 1902 before?”

The woman frowned, feeling it unlucky, “What old man, I’m in Building 5, 1902 is right below me, when did an old man die that I don’t know?”

“Young man, what do you do?”

The woman had some extra fondness because this young man looked handsome and pleasant, but now it was gone.

Turned to suspicion.

Hearing this, Zhao Bai pondered.

“So the people in the community don’t know someone died in 1902.”

“What about 1801?”

“Sis, 1801…”

The woman’s face changed upon hearing 1801, “Don’t know, don’t ask me.”

With that, she hurried away.

Seeing this, Zhao Bai understood inwardly, looks like they know someone died in 1801.

Everyone knows 1801 had a death, but why don’t they know about 1902?

Really strangely suspicious.

Zhao Bai had a bit of a headache, he felt this matter was getting troublesome.

When did handling supernatural events require thinking?

Isn’t it, if you can fight just fight, can’t fight then run, can’t run then die?

Zhao Bai was truly puzzled, why do others on missions directly encounter ghosts then detain or call for support.

How come when it’s him, it becomes so troublesome?

Looks like he needs to think carefully.

Zhao Bai stroking his chin, his figure slowly vanished.

“That young man looked problematic, talking about 1902 death and such, I couldn’t understand it at all, that kid definitely isn’t from the community.”

“Right here…”

“Eh?”

“Where’s the person?”

The woman looked around blankly.

The property security captain looked at the woman, “You sure everything you said is true?”

“Very sure, lots of residents in the community but I’ve seen almost all, only that young man I haven’t seen.”

“Moreover, that young man is clean-featured, basically memorable at a glance.”

Hearing this, the security captain nodded, “Then we’ll search, community isn’t big, only two exits.”

“Good, thanks for the trouble.”

“No problem, protecting owners’ safety is our duty.”

“…”

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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