Chapter 231 The Resurrected Ghost
Sure enough, Zhang Dong was not dead yet. And judging from his tone, he seemed to have known that someone would come to this old house at some point in time.

But Cao Yang is not sure whether the young man Zhang Dong mentioned is himself, because Yang Jian will come to this ancient house in the near future and hold a funeral for Zhang Dong, the tears of the times.

"Old Qin told me a long time ago that if I was cornered by the peddler, I could come to Dazhou City to seek the last ray of hope."

Cao Yang lowered his head and answered in a deep voice.

"Ghost peddler? I think you are forcing yourself. The fight has come to my house. What, do you want me, an old man, to cover for you?"

Zhang Dong's tone was neither sad nor happy. As he was approaching old age, he seemed to have seen through all the vanity. He had seen too many people and ghosts in his life, and had dealt with too many of them. But in the end, he still chose to guard this extremely dangerous old house and old forest alone.

"Alas, you are still the same as before, always trying to take shortcuts and get rich overnight."

Zhang Dong, who was sitting on the armchair, finally opened his eyes, revealing the cloudy whites in his eye sockets, and his mouth was slightly trembling.

He was too old, so old that even standing up took a lot of effort for him. The only thing he could do was raise his hand to drive away mosquitoes, or say goodbye forever to some people and ghosts who broke into the ancient house.

"What do you mean I'm the same as before? Did Zhang Dong start paying attention to me a long time ago? But Yang Jian is the core of their plan, and the others are just foils. Then what is his purpose in paying attention to me? Ghost blood?"

During the resuscitation, the blood pool formed after the ghost blood was fully revived was a terrifying existence that could balance the ghost bus, but in fact, this ghost did not play any core or main role in Yang Jian's path to becoming a god...

"The world is like hell. You and I are just paperhangers. It doesn't matter whether you are strong or weak. In the end, you will be annihilated."

Zhang Dong sighed softly, and his aged voice revealed a bit of sadness, like the vicissitudes of a hero in his twilight years.
At this time, the ghost peddler really appeared beside Cao Yang. The peddler who also entered the ancient house from the main gate did not find Cao Yang immediately. Of course, this was more because Zhang Dong was deliberately controlling it. After all, he was the owner of the ancient house.

He has the final say on who can come in, who can't, which road to take, and where to go.

However, the ghost peddler acted much faster than Zhang Dong. The deadly and heavy ghost instantly stepped on Zhang Dong's shoulder, but Zhang Dong was not affected at all. He still stared at the strange man in front of him with his cloudy eyes.

He didn't even move, but the figure of the oppressive ghost was disappearing and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an eraser that could erase evil spirits was erasing it from reality.

However, the peddler's attack was not only aimed at Zhang Dong, Cao Yang was again forcibly replaced with two evil ghosts. This time it was ghost meat and gravity ghost, and even the blue-gray cloth he was wearing was shamelessly snatched back by the ghost peddler. Everything happened too suddenly.

There were no signs, and it happened silently. The fact that the supernatural never makes sense was fully demonstrated in the ghost peddler.

It was clearly a deal, but Cao Yang got nothing. Instead, he lost his body and the evil ghost. Even his body was gone, leaving only a head and a memory ghost stored in his memory.

On the other hand, the ghost peddler intercepted and traded most of Cao Yang's supernatural powers, and its horror level has been raised to an unimaginable level. Now it is very likely that it has the capital to fight against Zhang Dong.

But the effort was not proportional to the reward. All Cao Yang could see was that the shoulder pole on the ghost peddler's shoulder was tilted noticeably, and the black cloth wrapped around its face became particularly loose at this moment, as if it would fall off completely with just a little more external force.

Although only a head was left, Cao Yang was not dead yet, but he was not far from death. The head had always been Cao Yang's last flaw. The invisible transaction appeared again, and the dead memory ghost quickly began to revive, agitated, invaded and swallowed up Cao Yang's memory.

The essence of a memory ghost is a memory, and the memory world is its ghost cave belonging to another dimension. This ghost can grab other people's memories. For example, right now, Cao Yang's memory is being quickly stolen by the evil ghost, and the territory of the memory world is also expanding rapidly:
Beichen Building, Dajin City, Dajing City, Headquarters...

Wherever Cao Yang passes by or visits, as long as he leaves a memory, it will become part of the expanded memory world.

"I will surely die if this continues."

The more critical the moment, the more Cao Yang forced himself to calm down. It didn't matter if his body was gone, as long as he could still think, he wouldn't just sit there and wait for death. The speed at which the memory ghost stole memories had not yet reached an outrageous level, and Cao Yang's experience was indeed rich, which bought him about a minute and a half of time.

"One minute at most. I have to do something."

At the same time, Dahang City.

Lin Ye, who was working in Lin'an Building, suddenly felt uneasy and a splitting headache came on like poison.

"How could this happen? The ghost in my body has clearly fallen into a state of deep death, and the captain also said that it is impossible to revive in a short period of time."

Suddenly, Lin Ye suddenly thought of something.

"It's that ghost!"

Before being hit by the ghost bus and thrown out, Cao Yang brought himself to a building that did not exist in reality, and used a ghost to hang his consciousness. But Cao Yang could not let his consciousness return to his body, and the only way was to control the ghost...

"A ghost that lives in the memory. The source of this ghost is the captain. Something has happened to the captain!"

After Lin Ye controlled the memory ghost that condensed into the image of Cao Yang, the image of Cao Yang seemed to be engraved into his memory and he could not forget it no matter what.

But he couldn't use the ghost's supernatural powers, or rather, these powers were too weak and had almost no effect.

"Something happened to the captain!"

Dazhou City, ancient house.

One and a half minutes is a very short time, and Cao Yang only has the ability of the memory ghost that he can use, so he can only start from this aspect.

"Memory, tracking. I must find a way to keep my consciousness alive. If I can do that, then I will have a chance to start over again."

The memory ghost is indeed reviving, and Cao Yang only has one chance. This is the most deadly gamble he has made since he traveled through time.

"Follow...follow..."

The memory world has expanded to the size of several cities. The original colors are fading, and the entire memory world is quickly turning gray.

Cao Yang's face also changed, turning a bloodless pale color, indicating that his life was rapidly slipping away.

"We've tracked them down!"

A hint of joy flashed in Cao Yang's eyes.

However, the next second, Cao Yang's face turned completely gray, and the light in his eyes suddenly went out, like a spark in a strong wind, ruthlessly snuffed out by this cruel world.

(End of this chapter)