Mysterious Revival

Chapter 104 - 104 The Identity of Sick Ghost

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 The Identity of Sick Ghost

Originally, they had planned to pry open the coffin to begin imprisoning the ghost inside.

However, neither Yang Jian nor Zhang Han had expected the coffin, which had been sitting undisturbed in the hall since they entered the village, to open on its own at this moment.

Accompanied by a weak, powerless cough.

The lid of the coffin was being slowly pushed open, and a crack appeared before them.

Through that crack, a bloodless, pale hand was stretched out.

All these signs indicated.

The ghost inside the coffin… was about to come out.

“What’s going on?” Yang Jian’s face involuntarily tensed up at this moment.

This situation wasn’t something he had taken into account; according to his calculations, the ghost inside the coffin was unlikely to come out.

Because earlier, when he tried to open the coffin, the ghost had clung tightly to the lid, preventing him from opening it.

This suggested that the ghost was presumably unwilling to come out.

But now, what was the reason for the ghost to go against its usual behavior and actively open the coffin to come out?

“Yang Jian, what do we do now?” Zhang Han’s face turned pale with fear.

Yang Jian waved his hand to signal and said, “Stay calm, don’t panic, we were always going to confront the ghost, whether sooner or later, prepare my body bag, let’s see if we can capture it.”

“Okay, got it.”

Zhang Han swallowed nervously and hurriedly picked up the body bag from the ground.

“Once it comes out, you cooperate with my actions,” Yang Jian’s forehead now displayed a ghostly eye.

This eye stared intently at the slowly opening coffin.

Another ghostly eye appeared at the back of his head, staying alert for the Headless Ghost Shadow behind him while ensuring no second ghost would appear.

As the coffin was gradually being pushed open.

Yang Jian’s shadow extended rapidly to the side of the coffin like a pool of flowing water, then the shadow’s pair of arms stretched out incredibly long, slowly rising from the ground.

The hands of the Headless Ghost Shadow were getting closer to the opening of the coffin.

Just waiting for the ghost inside to emerge, it was ready to strike, prepared to dismember the ghost in an instant by taking its arms and head.

“Cough, cough cough.”

Another set of weak, powerless coughs resonated from the pitch-black interior of the coffin, a second ghastly pale arm stretched out, resting upon the shifted coffin lid.

With both arms pushing, a “person” seemed to be about to sit up from inside the coffin.

“Damn.”

Zhang Han cursed under his breath, knowing that it was time to grit his teeth and get on with it.

The Evil Ghost tattoo on his back was awakening.

His body began to stir, as if something was trying to crawl out from the flesh on his back…

The two readied themselves, their nerves stretched tight, prepared to take action.

They prayed in their hearts.

Hoping the fierce ghost wouldn’t be too terrifying, still within the range they could handle, otherwise, they would all truly die here.

The “person” inside the coffin now propped up the lid and sat up.

Half of his body was exposed.

It was the figure of a man with a deathly pallor, as if he had been dead for several days, who now opened his eyes and looked ahead, radiating a sense of torment, pain, and numbness.

Yang Jian was ready to act that instant, but when he saw what the man was wearing, his pupils suddenly contracted.

This “person” who had sat up from the coffin was actually wearing a manager’s uniform.

“Cough, cough cough.” This “person” coughed a few more times, weak, as if at death’s door.

“Yang Jian, aren’t you going to act?” Zhang Han urged, sweating coldly.

He discovered that at this moment, Yang Jian actually hesitated for a moment.

“Wait, wait a second.”

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed, and he gestured with his hand; “Don’t be hasty to make a move.”

This man in uniform, if he wasn’t mistaken, should be the first ghost hunter from Dachang City, as well as the person responsible for establishing the archives of the supernatural events in Huanggang Village… Feng Quan.

“Feng Quan?” He tried calling out.

To see if this “person” would respond.

Ghost hunter Feng Quan went missing in Huanggang Village, but if a ghost hunter really went missing for several months, he should’ve been dead by now, his body probably decayed.

Yet, the person suspected to be ghost hunter Feng Quan actually sat up from this strange coffin.

In that case, Yang Jian couldn’t help but doubt… Feng Quan might not have died.

But, is this Feng Quan now human or a ghost?

Yang Jian needed to confirm it himself.

“You shouldn’t have come to rescue me, cough, cough cough.” This “person” turned his head, his eyes dulled and dimmed by pain as he looked towards Yang Jian, while letting out a few weak coughs.

It spoke?

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed.

He, is really the ghost hunter Feng Quan, not a ghost?

“What, in the end, is going on here, the ghost is speaking.” At this moment, Zhang Han was in a state of extreme tension, somewhat flustered by the situation.

Continue the conversation.

Yang Jian remained vigilant, his Ghost Shadow still lurking near the coffin, waiting for a chance to strike.

“Are you really Feng Quan? I am Yang Jian, also from headquarters.”

Feng Quan’s numb eyes moved slightly: “I know you, I’ve known since you entered the village. You shouldn’t have come here, nor should you have come to rescue me. In my condition, it’s not worth the headquarters expending such a great effort to save me. Your rescue will only make things more chaotic.”

What? Rescue you?

Yang Jian’s expression changed slightly.

Could it be that this was the real purpose of the company sending them to resolve the supernatural events in Huanggang Village?

Not to imprison the Evil Ghost.

But to rescue this ghost hunter trapped in the village, Feng Quan?

If that was truly the case, then had those coughing sounds that appeared in the village been from this Feng Quan?

Was he the Sick Ghost?

“Do you think we wanted to come? We were also kept in the dark. Tell me, was that Ghost Shadow coughing in the village you?” Yang Jian suddenly felt somewhat annoyed.

If it was about rescuing someone, that damn company should have said so sooner.

No information given.

Were they sent to rescue someone, or were they ghost hunters sent to their deaths?

Feng Quan said, “Yes, that… was indeed me. I cannot leave this coffin for a particular reason, but through others, I already warned you, told you to get out. It’s just that afterward, the situation changed because once night fell… you could no longer get out.”

“The coughing sound was deliberately made by me. I wanted to gather all the ghost hunters scattered throughout the village to resist the ghost here because that was your only chance.”

“But you never understood my intentions and instead, as more ghost hunters were separated and killed, that ghost’s power grew stronger.”

“So much so that, in the end, you broke the balance. That ghost in the village began to take full control here, and after that, I was powerless.”

Feng Quan glanced at Yang Jian and then at Zhang Han: “I must say you are very lucky. After that ghost took over, you managed to survive, which is… an impossible night to survive, with no chances of survival, even for a ghost hunter.”

“If you knew this, why didn’t you warn us earlier? What the hell is up with that coughing? You have a mouth, don’t you? Why didn’t you come out of the coffin and speak?”

Yang Jian said through gritted teeth.

“Even a hint of essential information would have made us avoid being in such a passive situation where we nearly got wiped out. And what’s with that old woman’s coughing sound?”

“Are you deliberately misleading us?”