Mysterious resurrection, something's wrong with this guy.

Chapter 62 Ghost Gate

As soon as Su Qin stepped into the Gate of Hell, he felt a strong, chilling sensation rushing towards him.

Inside the door was a pitch-black world, silent, oppressive, and cold, as if hiding some unknown terror.

"Why do I feel like this place is even more eerie and terrifying than a haunted place?"

Su Qin dared not risk using his true form. The monocle perched on his eye socket emitted a faint light, and his entire body began to blur, before becoming solid again a few seconds later.

Su Qin's body became somewhat stiff and unnatural, and his expression became somewhat numb and blank.

This is no longer Su Qin himself, but a ghost slave clone. His true body is hidden deep within the supernatural medium. Only when layers of supernatural mediums isolate him from reality can Su Qin feel a little more at ease.

The ghost slave clone kept Luo Wensong's instructions firmly in mind, and kept walking forward without stopping or turning back. It didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear of accidentally violating unknown taboos.

This Ghost Gate is definitely an unknown and supernatural place. Although there is no sign of any danger at the moment, the fact that Luo Wensong is treating it with such caution means that it must be extremely dangerous.

Given Su Qin's current knowledge of supernatural abilities, he would likely die if anything went wrong.

Luo Wensong is truly terrifying; he's taken the supernatural to a whole new level. Even though he's already dismantled the supernatural entities of the Ghost Gate, he can still use them.

The actual gate to the underworld was lying in Su Qin's supernatural medium, but Luo Wensong somehow managed to reopen it.

This left Su Qin completely bewildered, and he became even more wary of Luo Wensong, and he dared not take Luo Wensong's instructions lightly.

He was prepared to keep his promise; no matter what, he had to complete the agreement by April of next year. Who knew if that old man had any other tricks up his sleeve?

Or perhaps he secretly placed some kind of curse on it; given that old man's personality, he's very likely to do something like that.

The ghost slave clone walked nervously through the darkness. This dark world seemed endless, with no end in sight. He began to wonder if Luo Wensong was deliberately setting him up, and whether he would ever be able to leave this hellish place.

boom~

The ghost slave clone, who was walking along, suddenly bumped into something and stumbled.

The ghost slave clone felt no pain, so the slight collision had no effect on it. It reached out and groped forward to see what it had bumped into.

Its hand touched something smooth and flat, icy cold, like a block of ice or a wall.

The ghost slave clone also began to feel uneasy. It seemed that it had reached the end. According to Luo Wensong, the end should be a door. As long as it pushed open the door, it could safely leave this ghostly place.

The ghost slave clone tentatively pushed the object in front of it with its hand.

crunch~

A sharp, grating sound of a wooden door scraping against each other rang out. It was a perfectly normal sound of a door opening, but it sent chills down one's spine.

The door opened, and in that instant, strong sunlight streamed through the crack, illuminating the dark world.

The sudden light made the ghost slave clone feel uncomfortable, and it subconsciously tried to cover its eyes.

"Ah~!"

A sharp, piercing scream suddenly rang out, making the ghost slave's clone's ears ring.

At the same time, a long, white leg suddenly kicked towards him.

The ghost slave clone originally wanted to use supernatural powers, but when it saw the scene outside the door and that white thigh, it quickly gave up the idea.

It was kicked solidly by that white, fleshy thigh and landed hard on its backside.

On its stiff, numb face, it forced out a very ugly, awkward smile.

"Hey beautiful, would you believe me if I said I accidentally went to the wrong door?"

The ghost slave clone sat on the ground with an embarrassed expression. He was no longer in the Ghost Gate, but in a brightly lit mansion.

In front of it was a bathroom filled with steam. It was sitting at the bathroom door, the door it had just pushed open had turned from the gate of hell into the glass door of this bathroom.

In the bathroom, the showerhead was spraying hot water. A tall, beautiful woman hurriedly covered her chest with one hand and her private parts with the other, frantically searching for a towel to cover her body.

The beautiful woman hurriedly pulled a bath towel to cover her naked body, and then quickly used her long, white legs to kick the ghost slave clone.

"You pervert! How dare you break into my house and spy on me! I'll beat you to death today, or I'll change my surname to yours!"

This beautiful woman seemed to have a fiery temper; even wrapped in a bath towel, she wanted to beat this lecherous man up, completely unaware of the danger posed by him.

The ghost slave clone finally saw the beautiful woman's face clearly and was so frightened that it crawled away on its knees.

"Damn it! What a small world, how did I end up running into this woman!"

With that stunningly beautiful face and fiery figure, it would never mistake her for He Yuelian. It had actually been teleported to He Yuelian's bathroom by the Ghost Gate, which was truly a deadly situation.

The ghost slave clones fled in panic, using supernatural abilities to pass through walls and escape the scene.

He Yuelian, who rushed out of the bathroom at this moment, seemed to have realized what was going on. He finally remembered why that face looked so familiar.

"You bastard! How dare you come looking for me? If I don't kill you today, I'm ashamed of my own flesh and blood!"

Enraged, He Yuelian began searching the room for the ghost slave's clone.

However, after searching the entire house, even inside the closets and under the bed, they still couldn't find any trace of the ghost slave's clone.

"Where the hell did that bastard go? How could he disappear in the blink of an eye? Did he escape through the window? But this is more than ten stories high!"

He Yuelian felt a surge of annoyance. In the short time she hadn't been paying attention—just wrapping herself in a bath towel—that wretched guy had vanished. She was starting to doubt her own eyes.

The hotel room door remained closed, showing no signs of having been opened; only the window was open.

window?

He Yuelian subconsciously walked to the window, peeked out, and looked down with some trepidation.

That's more than ten stories high; if someone jumped from here, they'd be smashed to pieces.

However, the view outside the window was empty; there was nothing there, and the ground was clean.

This made her even more puzzled: how exactly did that guy get into the hotel, and how did he leave?

The ghost slave clone had already escaped the hotel and was walking on the bustling streets, a hint of frustration appearing on its stiff and numb face.

"This Ghost Gate is really weird. It actually sent me back to Dajing City. But how come He Yuelian is still in Dajing City? And we bumped into each other by such a coincidence. It's really weird."

"How about we find an opportunity to investigate this ghost gate?"

Jingle Bell……

The phone in the Ghost Slave's pocket suddenly rang, interrupting its thoughts.

He reluctantly pulled out his brick-shaped satellite positioning phone from his pocket.

The phone screen was still lit, displaying a clear incoming call, which made the ghost slave clone frown slightly.

"Is Cao Yanhua some kind of dog?! He caught wind of something and called so quickly?"

It had only been five minutes since it left the supernatural place and returned to reality when Cao Yanhua locked onto its cell phone signal.

A sense of helplessness rose in the Ghost Servant's mind. This Ghost Gate was definitely not going to stay. Cao Yanhua obviously already knew that he had returned to Dajing City, and Old Qin would naturally know as well. Old Qin would definitely ask him for the Ghost Gate.

Although it coveted the supernatural wonders of the Ghost Gate, it couldn't afford to offend Old Master Qin, so the Ghost Servant clone reluctantly answered the phone.

"Captain Cao! What's the matter that you're in such a hurry to see me about?"

Upon hearing this voice, Cao Yanhua on the other end of the phone frowned slightly.

He sensed something was off in the other person's words; Su Qin's voice and tone were different from what he knew, sounding stiffer and hoarseer.

Cao Yanhua's mood gradually began to sink.

Are there already signs of the resurgence of evil spirits? The state is approaching that of other ghost tamers. It seems that the mission arranged by Elder Qin this time is extremely dangerous, and even he is starting to have problems.

It seems the situation is becoming increasingly dire. The number of demon tamers is far from enough, and even the most powerful demon tamers will be overwhelmed if they continue to participate in supernatural events.

Su Qin's short sentence made Cao Yanhua think about many things, and the pressure on him grew heavier and heavier.