Mysterious Revival
/ Mysterious Revival Chapter 1143 – 1109: Success of the Misjudgment
With some advantages of his own, Yang Jian could have subdued this Evil Hound by himself, but who would have thought that the bracelet mark left on his wrist would manifest in the dream, causing the once-calm Evil Hound to lose its senses and attack him directly.
The tackle, the biting, it was seamless. Yang Jian had almost no chance to resist, barely struggling a little.
If this continued, he would surely be bitten to death alive.
However, the sudden appearance of Yang Xiao directly ended this situation.
Yang Jian's arm was bloody, full of bite marks. Seeing the Evil Hound stop its attack, he quickly rolled over and stood up, rapidly retreating to leave the range of the attack.
“You're a bit late, I almost died here.” He was gasping for breath, heart still pounding with fear, completely ignoring the wounds and pain on his body.
These injuries are just temporary; once out of the dream, everything will recover.
Yang Xiao continued to walk forward step by step: “My appearance can only be used as a last resort in emergencies, I must not appear first. In the world of dreams, anything can happen. Moreover, it's not a ghost that dominates this dream, but a dog, so any accident could happen.”
“All I can do is prevent the worst outcome.”
Saying this, he looked around: “This is indeed a familiar place, the old woods behind the village. Did I raise the Evil Hound in these woods? So the dream world of the Evil Hound consists only of this forest, no other places, but as long as used properly, memories can be used to construct a cage that locks in the ghost's movement.”
After speaking.
Yang Xiao's gaze stopped on the fierce Evil Hound baring its fangs and covered in blood.
However, unlike Yang Jian, Yang Xiao was neither attacked by nor warned against the Evil Hound. Instead, after a moment of eye contact between man and dog, the Evil Hound's emotions gradually stabilized.
The impulse of the Evil Hound gradually disappeared, replaced by a curious scrutiny and observation.
It seemed to be identifying Yang Xiao.
“As expected, the true object of this Evil Hound's loyalty is always my father.” Yang Jian thought to himself, quickly understanding the situation.
It's quite simple.
In the nightmare world, his father accompanied this Evil Hound for at least more than ten years. During this time, man and dog must have formed a very strong bond, one that couldn't just be replaced by a newcomer like Yang Jian, hence Yang Xiao's appearance immediately stopped the Evil Hound from its attack.
“So that's it, I understand now.” Yang Xiao nodded slightly seeing the Evil Hound's behavior, understanding why this arrangement had lasted for over a decade.
Dogs are loyal, especially an old dog that accompanied through over a decade in a dream.
This instinct of loyalty has been ingrained into its very bones, capable of even suppressing some of the ghost's instincts.
Yang Xiao once read a newspaper story about a lonely old man who kept company with a dog for nearly a decade. One day, the old man suddenly died of illness at home, and the old dog stayed by the corpse, starving to death without ever biting the corpse.
In the end, man and dog died together at home.
Although this was just a story in a newspaper, it served as an example: if a loyal dog would rather starve to death than gnaw on a corpse, then even with the instincts of a ghost, it should be controllable.
It might even do better than a person.
“However, I cannot be sure that the dog raised in a dream is a loyal dog. People have different temperaments, and dogs are no different.”
Yang Xiao's footsteps stopped here, he did not come closer, but instead gestured: “Come here.”
“Will this work?” Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly as he saw Yang Xiao greeting the Evil Hound.
But before he could think further.
The unexpected happened.
The Evil Hound seemed to hear a command and immediately rushed towards Yang Xiao, showing no intention of attacking, but instead displayed a very affectionate demeanor once it got close to Yang Xiao, even extending its tongue to lick his hand, as if identifying this long-lost master.
Even though the real him was dead, for this Evil Hound, it didn't matter.
“It recognizes me.”
Yang Xiao said, stroking the Evil Hound's head: “This proves my previous assumption was correct.”
“What assumption?” Yang Jian asked.
Yang Xiao replied: “It does not only acknowledge the future me, it can recognize a new master through some faulty guidance. Strictly speaking, I am just a phantom from the painting, not truly him, yet the Evil Hound still identifies me as him. This is good news, because if the Evil Hound only recognized him, it would surely bite me now.”
“So next, we need to transfer this master's identity onto you.”
Yang Jian understood what Yang Xiao meant.
In fact, Yang Xiao was not the real master either, but the Evil Hound still recognized him, indicating that through some erroneous guidance, the Evil Hound can be led to a false recognition.
“You can come closer to it once more, I believe with me restraining this Evil Hound, it won't bite you,” Yang Xiao then gestured.
“Alright, then let's try again.” Yang Jian nodded, his expression tense and cautious as he approached again.
Upon getting closer.
The Evil Hound instantly reacted, growling at Yang Jian, baring its teeth, and even its large body couldn't be held by Yang Xiao, meaning if this Evil Hound lost control, even Yang Xiao wouldn't be able to stop it.
In the nightmare world, this dog was the most terrifying, irresolvable existence, even if Yang Xiao could intrude here, compared to this dog, there was still a significant gap.
“Calm down, Yang Jian is not your enemy; he is your future master, you have to listen to him from now on,” Yang Xiao squatted down, embracing the Evil Hound's neck, and said in a deep voice.
These words seemed to have some effect, as the hostility of the Evil Hound diminished, its growls gradually fading, but it still kept an eye on Yang Jian.
The gaze was exceptionally fierce, emanating an indescribable eeriness, making one hesitant to approach, as if in the next moment, this Evil Hound would again leap forward to take Yang Jian down and bite him to death.
“I will try my best to calm it, to stop it, the rest is up to you,” Yang Xiao noticed Yang Jian's concerns and said a reassuring sentence.
“Don't worry, I'm not that timid, it's just that facing uncertainties, anyone would have some apprehension,” Yang Jian said.
After he finished, he approached the Evil Hound once again.
This time, with Yang Xiao's intervention, the viciousness of the Evil Hound was greatly reduced, and no assault took place.
“Good, just like that,” Yang Xiao continued.
Yang Jian now stood before the Evil Hound. He could feel the dog's animosity was not strong but still very wary of him. If not for Yang Xiao on the side, a second attack would still likely occur. Moreover, quite some time had already been wasted, and if continued, the Evil Hound within the dream would become fiercer.
At that time, the action was considered a failure.
Because Yang Jian didn't have a second chance to try again, surviving this dream itself was a challenge.
“Reach out and touch it, let it know you're not a threat, and make it remember you. This ghost has been replaced by a dog, taking on its characteristics, so treat it like a dog,” Yang Xiao continued.
“I did that earlier, but certain supernatural elements caused the action to fail.”
Yang Jian said, cautiously reaching out to touch the Evil Hound once more.
The large body of the Evil Hound struggled, appearing uneasy, baring its teeth and growling, seemingly warning Yang Jian not to touch it.
Yang Xiao continued to calm the Evil Hound from the side, preventing it from losing control.
Finally.
Yang Jian's hand successfully touched the head of the Evil Hound, and this time, the hound did not lose control.
“It's a success,” he let out a slight sigh of relief.
Yang Xiao let go of the Evil Hound and stood up, “No, this is just the first step. Next, you need to cause the Evil Hound to misperceive, make it think you are me, and treat you as its new master. After all, some characteristics you possess can make this hound quickly recognize you; once you take this step, the relationship between you will improve over time.”
After speaking, he slowly walked towards Yang Jian and stood behind him.
“What do you want to do?” Yang Jian asked.
But when he turned his head, there was no one behind him; Yang Xiao had vanished.
No, he hadn't disappeared; he had exited the dream, leaving Yang Jian there alone.
“Hmm?”
Yang Jian felt puzzled, then suddenly tensed up.
Because the Evil Hound he was touching was again baring its teeth at him.
But in the eyes of the Evil Hound, Yang Xiao had disappeared after coming behind Yang Jian, and the two had somewhat overlapped in form, with similar appearances and nearly similar auras… as if two people had fused into one.
Of course, this was merely a visual misdirection.
Yang Xiao's goal was to make the Evil Hound mistakenly believe Yang Jian was himself, and see him as its master.
The Evil Hound made an error in judgment alongside baring its teeth.
It wasn't that smart, being a dog after all.
So, it gradually seemed to think Yang Jian and Yang Xiao were the same person.
“Anyway, this is an opportunity.”
Yang Jian saw the Evil Hound didn't attack him, that everything reverted to its previous state, and if this couldn't make the hound acknowledge him, there wouldn't be another chance like this today.
Meanwhile.
Outside of the dream, in the apartment lobby.
The water had spread completely, nearly reaching Yang Jian's knees.
He continued to sleep on the chair, unable to wake.
And the cold and silent water covered the first-floor lobby, while Sun Rui, observing from the second floor, fixedly stared at Yang Jian's reflection in the water.
Sun Rui didn't see Yang Jian's reflection on the water, only a bizarre and fierce Evil Hound.
“Yang Jian's shadow in the water is a dog? No, not right, the water must be a medium, revealing something that cannot appear in reality. But what is that dog? I've never seen a dog appear in supernatural phenomena.”
Sun Rui's confusion deepened, and he didn't dare disturb.
Yet an intuition suggested to him this dog was terrifying, capable of leaping out of the water at any moment.
As time passed slowly.
Two hours had elapsed since falling asleep.
Yang Jian maintained the same pose, unchanged, the only difference being the rise in water level.
Under the influence of the water, the lights in the apartment's first-floor lobby had completely dimmed, with even the second-floor lights flickering wildly due to the strong supernatural interference, while the walls of the apartment began to deteriorate, the surface peeling to reveal an old wall beneath, mottled and moldy, like a building abandoned for decades.
Sun Rui understood that this was the manifestation of the Ghost Post Office hidden within Hell Apartment.
If things continued, some supernaturalities, unresolved malevolent ghosts from within the Ghost Post Office could even emerge again.
“Hopefully, this won't go further; otherwise, things can't be restored,” he thought silently.
Three hours passed.
Then, new changes appeared. Yang Jian's previously motionless body showed slight signs of activity, seemingly a precursor to waking up.
Meanwhile.
The Evil Hound's shadow under the water began to slowly rise to the surface.
A few seconds later.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian, having slept for so long, opened his eyes, broke free from the nightmare, and woke up.
In the next moment, a massive splash accompanied by a large black wolfhound leaping from the flood, landed steadily on the water's surface.
Originally, merely a reflection in the water, now reality had been invaded.
“Success,” Yang Jian slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
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