Chapter 550 - 548: Resurrection

Nighttime, with clouds obscuring the moon.

With the help of Anlin, the insider, Yang Qingshu easily transported Tongtai’s corpse out of the Qinawa clan’s estate.

The three of them took the corpse to the manor in the north of the city.

This place had been turned into ruins by a previous explosion, not a single soul around.

Yang Qingshu resisted the unnatural smell emanating from Tongtai’s body and carried it to a secluded corner.

After placing the body properly, he retrieved the Evil Ghost statue from his chest backpack.

"Blood Spirit Master, I have brought my friend’s body."

"Please lend your power to resurrect him!"

He tightly gripped the Evil Ghost statue in his hand, chanting words under his breath.

Song Qing and Anlin stood behind him, faces turning pale with tension.

As Yang Qingshu continued his prayer, the statue in his hand gradually lit up, emitting an eerie red glow.

Soon, a beam of red light shot out from the statue, directly entering Tongtai’s body.

And Yang Qingshu, with a thud, fell to his knees.

He felt utterly empty, as if completely hollowed out.

Anlin and Song Qing quickly rushed over to support him up.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?"

"Qingshu brother, what happened to you?"

The two girls asked with faces full of concern.

"It might be a side effect of using this statue?"

Yang Qingshu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, frowning as he speculated.

While the three of them were talking, Tongtai’s body, lying on the ground, suddenly shuddered a few times.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Song Qing’s face turned ghostly white, unable to stop a scream.

"Brother... Brother..."

Despite being equally frightened, Anlin kept calling out Tongtai’s name.

"Please don’t become a monster!"

Yang Qingshu silently prayed in his heart.

The encounter in front of the Qinawa clan’s ancestral tomb was something he couldn’t forget.

If Tongtai turned into a monster, then he, Song Qing, and Anlin might become part of it.

As time slowly passed, Tongtai’s body’s twitching became more intense.

The three watched with anxious tension, hearts pounding rapidly, nearly leaping into their throats.

The clouds covering the moon gradually dispersed.

A beam of bright moonlight shot directly onto Tongtai’s body.

Those tightly shut eyes suddenly flew open, rounding wide.

"Ah!"

Even Yang Qingshu, who prided himself on his courage, couldn’t help but cry out.

Song Qing and Anlin clung tightly to his arms.

Their faces were completely devoid of color.

After opening his eyes, Tongtai’s corpse stood up, staring blankly.

"Z-zombie?"

Seeing this, Yang Qingshu’s eyes widened, instinctively swallowing.

When he stood up again, Tongtai’s gaze turned increasingly lifeless.

He stood still, like a utility pole.

"Has he... really come back to life?"

Song Qing’s voice trembled as she turned to ask her boyfriend.

"I... I don’t know either!"

Yang Qingshu forced a difficult smile.

This kind of "resurrection" wasn’t what he imagined!

The three dared not make any unnecessary movements, standing motionless for five or six minutes.

Yet Tongtai’s corpse remained as it was, motionless, and unexplainable.

"I’ll go check!"

Yang Qingshu took a deep breath, boldly stepping forward.

Clutching the Evil Ghost statue with one hand, he gently touched Tongtai’s body with the other.

The sensation transferred through his fingers could only be described as...

Rock hard!

Then, out of curiosity, he poked a few more times.

Just as he was about to retract his arm, an unusually cold and powerfully strong large hand suddenly gripped his wrist.

"What the hell!"

Yang Qingshu was startled.

He tried to break free, but the hand was like a pair of iron pliers.

Despite all his efforts, he couldn’t pull his wrist out.

"Brother, don’t!"

Anlin urgently cried out.

Only then did Yang Qingshu realize that the large hand holding his wrist was Tongtai’s.

"T-Tongtai?"

He looked at Tongtai, trying to address him.

Tongtai’s face remained expressionless, yet his eyes showed a hint of clarity.

"Qing...Qing...Qingshu..."

Tongtai could speak but his voice was incredibly hoarse.

And his speech was extremely slow.

His articulation was not clear, as if he had just learned to speak.

"Tongtai, you’ve finally come back to life!"

"This is wonderful!"

Yang Qingshu beamed with joy, immediately giving Tongtai a hug.

"Brother... sob sob..."

From behind, Anlin also lunged forward, crying tears of joy.

But upon close contact, both of them noticed Tongtai’s body was unusually cold and hard as steel, far from a normal human being.

"What... what’s happened to me?"

Looking at his ashen complexion, Tongtai’s eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Do you remember the attack from a few days ago?"

Yang Qingshu didn’t answer his confusion but instead asked a question.

"Attack?"

Tongtai pondered, trying to recall.

His memory quickly returned to the day he was attacked.

That day, he found a statue from the monster a few kilometers away from the explosion pit.

After that, he and his bodyguard rushed back to Sheng Mei.

He knew that if news of him obtaining the statue got out, the Qinawa clan would have a hard time protecting it.

After all, both the Talan government and the Eagle Country Military were searching for this statue.

He had a sudden idea and sent the packaged statue to the Shengmai Consulate General via mail.

The recipient, of course, was his good friend, Yang Qingshu.

But unexpectedly, right after planning to go home, he was attacked on the way...

"Did I... die in that attack?"

Tongtai tried hard to articulate his question.

"Yes!"

Yang Qingshu nodded slightly, confirming: "You were shot three times in that attack."

"Although you were rushed to the hospital in time, you couldn’t be saved."

"So that’s how it is!"

Upon hearing this, Tongtai tried to smile.

But his facial muscles were so stiff that the smile appeared terrifyingly grotesque.

"This afternoon, I received the statue you mailed, and it activated by itself."

"The statue granted me a wish..."

Yang Qingshu chuckled: "So I wished for your resurrection."

"I didn’t expect it to actually work!"

"It’s just that the way you came back isn’t exactly what I imagined..."