Chapter 255 - Chapter 255: Chapter 255 Yang Jian's Determination

Chapter 255: Chapter 255 Yang Jian’s Determination

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Actually, if he didn’t look into the eyes of this little thing, Yang Jian thought that purely in terms of appearance, this Second Stage Ghost Infant was quite cute.

“It’s really not easy to deal with this thing blocking the door, and there’s no way to get around it from somewhere else. If I accidentally touch it, that would be troublesome. Then I’d be forced to use the power of a fierce ghost again, which wouldn’t be worth it.”

After staring deeply into the eyes of the Ghost Infant for a moment, Yang Jian suddenly grabbed a chair from beside the living room.

With a forceful toss.

“Bang~!”

A loud noise sounded as the heavy chair smashed directly onto the Ghost Infant, sending it flying into the pitch-black room.

“That’s really cruel.” Yang Jian felt ashamed of his violent methods. If this scene were to be exposed online, he would definitely be verbally lynched the next time he stepped outside.

After waiting for a while.

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The Ghost Infant still hadn’t come out, and there was no movement in the room, which made him feel a bit awkward.

Didn’t this thing have any temper at all? He had gone so far and it still didn’t show any reaction?

No helping it.

If it wouldn’t come out, he would have to go in. After all, he had already cleared the way.

Yang Jian walked in and saw a dismembered corpse. The style of the clothing was somewhat familiar, which made him slightly vigilant. If the Zhang Liqin he was supposed to meet had died here, then who was the person that had just sent him a text message?

Could it be a trap?

A trap laid by a fierce ghost to lure and kill him?

At this thought, Yang Jian instantly felt a chill surge up from his feet, spreading throughout his body.

To quickly ascertain this fact, he hurriedly searched around the corpse.

He was looking for the head that had remained with the body, to identify the identity of the deceased.

Soon.

Yang Jian saw a head by the bedside table, rolled into a corner.

Incomplete, bloodied, and blurred.

He wasn’t afraid of a Dead Man’s Head but simply reached out to fiddle with it, turning the face of the head on the ground face up.

“Who in the hell is this?” Yang Jian frowned.

But the face was unrecognizable, features missing, the skin peeled back, soaked in blood. Not only him, but even this person’s own mother wouldn’t be able to recognize them.

As he was trying to identify who the head belonged to, there was a flicker of light from a cellphone at the other end of the room, in the direction of the balcony.

Flashing on and off.

Despite the dimness shrouded by gloom, it was still very conspicuous.

“Is there someone on the balcony?”

Yang Jian immediately stood up and walked towards the balcony.

Having stayed here for so long without incident, the possibility of a trap was likely non-existent; perhaps he had just been scaring himself, being overly suspicious.

With the presence of the Ghost Infant, other supernatural occurrences were unlikely to happen. Even if they did, the Hungry Ghost would have dealt with them.

Yang Jian arrived at the balcony and took a look.

A blinding light immediately shone onto his face, causing him to squint involuntarily and take a step back subconsciously.

Before he could recover, a figure quickly stood up from the corner, flung itself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and started to sob softly, their whole body trembling uncontrollably from excessive fear.

Yang Jian felt the warm, mature body in his arms and looked at Zhang Liqin’s haggard and fearful expression. Without a word, he picked her up horizontally and quickly left the room.

As he passed by the corpse, he glanced at it.

The silhouette of a child stood within the gloom, still eerily watching this place.

It was separated from Zhang Liqin by only a wall.

Yang Jian really felt admiration for this woman. In such a desperate situation, she had managed to survive for two or three days, which would have been enough to break a normal person.

But…

Feeling the trembling and fear emanating from the woman’s body, he guessed that a considerable psychological shadow had formed, much like Jiang Yan before. Aside from the time she spent living with him, Jiang Yan dared not sleep without the lights on. Even during the day, she would turn on every possible light in the house.

The departure went smoothly, as having confirmed the situation of the place, Yang Jian could act more boldly.

Throughout the entire journey, Zhang Liqin did not utter a single word—perhaps her past experience had taught her that remaining calm and silent was crucial to survival in the face of supernatural events.

He tossed the woman into the passenger side of the car, and Yang Jian started the vehicle, preparing to leave.

Since the Ghost Infant had appeared here, the normal assumption would be that there was not just one. A single Second Stage Ghost Infant wouldn’t have been able to turn a neighborhood into this state.

Just as Yang Jian was about to leave, a woman suddenly darted from somewhere and desperately blocked the car, terribly frightened.

“I’ve seen you, you’re one of the spirit controllers who entered and exited the gymnasium. I’m a reporter, please save me, take me with you. I saw what happened just now. If you could save that woman, you can definitely save me too…”

The woman frantically banged on the car window, hoping that Yang Jian would take her with him.

Yang Jian’s expression changed, and without a word, he immediately grabbed Zhang Liqin’s hand and directed her to cover her mouth.

Zhang Liqin understood instantly, firmly covering her mouth.

Yang Jian then took out his phone and wrote a line: Don’t talk. If nothing happens to you within three minutes, I’ll take you with me.

“Thank you, thank you.” The female reporter was overwhelmed with gratitude.

“Don’t talk.” Yang Jian wrote another line and showed her the phone.

“I understand, I won’t talk, I won’t talk.” The reporter nodded repeatedly.

Yang Jian: “…”

Is this woman an idiot? Does she even understand his warning? Look at Zhang Haiyan next to her, she covers her mouth as told, not even daring to breathe loudly.

At that moment, with the reporter speaking, several shadows suddenly appeared in the windows of many building floors in the neighborhood. It seemed as if countless eerie eyes were looking this way from the darkness.

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“Bang~!”

Then a dull thud followed, as if someone had jumped from a high-rise building and crashed heavily to the ground.

No,

It wasn’t just one sound; to the left, to the right, the sound of impacts continued to echo.

“The third-stage Ghost Infants are coming.” Yang Jian surmised that the female reporter had already been targeted by the ghosts in the darkness upon hearing the noises.

Saving her was now impossible.

But the female reporter didn’t know it, she still thought she could leave this accursed place with the ghost controller. However, when a cyanotic arm reached out from the shadows behind her and grabbed her wrist, she finally felt despair.

“Ah~!”

A scream, a hysterical shriek born of utter hopelessness.

In her terror, she forgot even to call for help, the reporter was pulled into the shadows ahead of her without any chance to resist, vanishing into the darkness.

Yang Jian shook his head, silent, he immediately floored the gas pedal, turned the steering wheel and left the area.

“How come you’re here?”

After leaving the danger zone, he got on the ring road highway, circumventing the urban area, planning to circle back – a safer option. He also wanted to make sure there were no third-stage Ghost Infants on the ring road highway before he dared to speak.

“I’m, I’m sorry.” Zhang Liqin looked at him, with a pitiful and desperate expression.

“With my nature, even if something happened between us, I wouldn’t necessarily come to save you.” Yang Jian said, “You should have left last time if you had been smart.”

“I’m sorry.” Zhang Liqin apologized in a soft voice.

Yang Jian said, “You’re not my girlfriend, you don’t need to apologize to me. You saw what happened to that female reporter just now. Sometimes it’s not that I’m unwilling to save someone, but in some situations, they’re already beyond help. The same was true for her, and the same goes for you.”

“Sorry.”

Zhang Liqin cautiously looked at Yang Jian, like a child who has done something wrong.

“The person who died in that room was wearing clothes similar to yours, who was she?” Yang Jian asked.

“A colleague.” Zhang Liqin replied, fear deepening on her face, as if recollecting some unimaginably horrific scene.

Yang Jian did not persist in questioning and instead said, “Did you finish what you had to do?”

“Some of it, not all,” Zhang Liqin replied.

“Next time something happens, you’ll need to figure out how to deal with it yourself. I can’t save everyone, just like I couldn’t save that female reporter just now.” Yang Jian stated, “That female reporter was clever, recognized me, and knew it was safe to follow me. Too bad that intelligence was useless. In the face of such despair, one wrong step means death.”

“You’re lucky you know me.” Yang Jian said.

“I’m sorry.” Zhang Liqin still spoke quietly.

Yang Jian said, “You don’t have to apologize, after all, asking for help is a human instinct, and it was my choice to come rescue you.”

“It’s not that.” Zhang Liqin said shamefully, “It’s about your car… ”

“What about my car?” Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Liqin said, “Your car is a basic model, but I sold it to Jiang Yan as a high-end one. I made a ten-thousand commission from you. If it wasn’t for that commission, I wouldn’t have come to you to handle the contract and wouldn’t have encountered the ghost on the road, nor would I have become involved with you.”

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Yang Jian glanced at her, “Why tell me this now?”

“I don’t know, I just thought you should know, I didn’t want to deceive you,” Zhang Liqin said.

“Telling me this now is meaningless. Even if I’ve saved you twice, you still may not survive in the end. Not just you, I’m in the same situation. We can’t leave Dachang City, and even if we did, there’s no guarantee of surviving.” Yang Jian reached over, pulled at her clothes.

A few buttons came off, revealing a large swath of Zhang Liqin’s pale chest, marked with a sizeable cyanotic imprint.

The color was turning darker.

“Look at your chest, that mark is a curse. With that mark, you will eventually be sought out by that ghostly thing, and on that occasion, you will die. I won’t be able to save you, because I might not survive either.”

“Hearing this right after being rescued must feel quite desperate, huh? Heh, reality is that cruel. In fact, dying sooner like your colleague might not be the worst outcome, at least you wouldn’t have to endure this endless terror.”

Yang Jian gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Zhang Liqin did not speak, she fell silent, but she continued to stealthily watch Yang Jian.

“What are your plans now?” Yang Jian asked.

“Write a will, or leave some final words? If you’re considering suicide, I can help you. We could even pick out a grave site in the next few days while we’re still alive. That way, at least your body could remain intact, not scattered and gnawed like your colleague’s.”

Yang Jian hit the brakes, and the car stopped on the freeway. He then fell silent.

Suddenly, he pounded the steering wheel, “Damn it.”

He didn’t attend to Zhang Liqin but got out of the car instead, banging the door shut with a loud noise.

Standing in front of the highway’s guardrail, Yang Jian looked toward the distant city.

He could see nothing.

The haze enveloped everything; looking out, there was only darkness.

It was like his future, no future, only darkness.

“This damned world, does it really leave no room for survival?” Yang Jian wanted to roar at the sky, but he could only clamp down on his teeth and swallow all the rage inside.

Noise would attract fear, and it wouldn’t solve anything.

No one understood the pressure Yang Jian carried at this moment, except for Zhang Liqin, who noticed and tried to comfort him in the little way she could.

Not knowing how long he stood there staring in the direction of Dachang City.

Yang Jian seemed to have calmed down a bit as he got back into the car.

“So, where are we going?” Zhang Liqin asked.

Yang Jian said, “To gamble with fate.”

He stepped on the gas, and the car surged forward, speeding wildly on the freeway. Its headlights illuminated the haze, cutting through the darkness as if to slice it open.

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