Yang Jian dared not venture deep into the apartment building he had set on fire, as the blaze was intense enough to burn him alive.
But the three eerie corpses that emerged from Ghost Lake were different.
Though these three corpses were controlled by Yang Jian like Ghost Slaves, they actually possessed real ghostly traits and could not be killed, because they were a part of Ghost Lake itself.
It was uncertain if these three corpses would be trapped once they entered the inferno.
For now, there was still time, and Yang Jian was in no rush.
He quietly waited for the outcome to unfold.
A minute passed, then two minutesâŠten minutes.
The flames inside the building remained dazzling, and Yang Jian couldnât get near, while the three corpses that had gone inside didnât make any noise. Even the person who had earlier broken the window and stuck out their head seemed to have been pulled back by something.
The screams and cries for help had come to a complete stop.
Everything fell into an eerie silence once again.
But fifteen minutes later, the silence was finally broken.
Three cold corpses walked out from the corridor, the flames still burning on them. Their pallid skin was seared red and exuded a charred stench.
Yet despite this, the corpses moved unhindered, not trapped within the flames.
It was not the safe return of these three corpses that caught Yang Jianâs attention but rather the fact that each was carrying a person on their backâtwo men and one womanâall filthy and disheveled, as if theyâd been trapped there for days.
âThey are indeed ordinary people,â Yang Jian noticed.
The three corpses threw these three people onto the ground and then proceeded towards the puddle nearby. As the corpses stepped into the water, they rapidly sank, disappearing instantly, and the flames on them were quickly smothered by the water of Ghost Lake.
The moment the three people hit the ground, they immediately came to.
Looking around in terror and bewilderment, their fear and confusion soon turned to joy, their eyes gradually shining with hope.
âTheyâve been scared out of their wits.â
Yang Jian thought to himself upon seeing their state.
After a while, once the three had calmed down, he approached them, asking, âWho are you? Why are you here?â
The three did not answer, instead casting a slightly fearful glance at Yang Jian.
It seemed any stranger they saw here would incite panic and unease.
Yang Jian didnât press further, but instead glanced over them, eventually noticing an ID badge hanging from the neck of the disheveled woman.
âSo youâre journalists, no wonder you came to such a place. You probably wanted to investigate the supernatural incidents here and ended up being targeted by ghosts, forcing you to hide in this apartment building.â
He surmised.
âForget it, better not to concern myself with them, I should check the second location instead.â
Yang Jian lost interest and planned to explore another area in town where his Ghost Eye could not penetrate, unwilling to waste time on these three ordinary people.
âFollow this road straight, and you can leave here.â
Before leaving, Yang Jian pointed towards a road, indicating the way out for them.
âWhoâŠwho are you?â
Seeing Yang Jian help them, the disheveled female reporter mustered the courage to ask cautiously.
But as soon as she spoke, the two male colleagues beside her shivered, anxiously scanning their surroundings, fearing that such a noise might attract nearby ghosts.
However, nothing unusual occurred around them.
âThat is not something you should ask.â
Yang Jian replied coldly before turning to leave. He took only a few steps before disappearing from their sight.
Their reaction was as if they had seen a ghost.
It took them a while to recover.
âIs he even human?â one of the men muttered.
The other man quickly covered his mouth: âStop talking, do you want to attract those ghostly things?â
The man was startled and shut his mouth immediately.
The two glanced around again to ensure nothing unclean was nearby, then hurriedly stood up, ready to leave.
But as they were about to leave, they hesitated.
Which way should they go?
There were many routes to leave this small town, each one potentially leading out, but each was also fraught with danger. If they encountered ghosts on the road, they would surely die here, with no chance of such good luck being saved by a mysterious individual after so many days.
The female reporter stood up too, and she didnât hesitate, choosing to head in the direction Yang Jian had indicated.
She figured that since he had saved them, there was no reason heâd point them down a wrong path; this route must be safe.
The other two colleagues quickly followed suit.
Indeed.
The journey was calm, though the three remained paranoid, glancing around, they saw nothing supernatural, encountering no danger, just an unusual silence.
âThere are lights ahead, weâre out.â
After a few steps, they were delighted to see street lights not far outside the town.
The three, having narrowly escaped death, were overjoyed. At long last, they had left that ghostly place behind.
Although it was a major road here, there was similarly no one around, but the street lights above gave them a sense of security, because they knew in their hearts that the danger was definitely gone once they reached this place.
âThat person was indeed right, following this road truly allows you to safely leave.â
The female journalist breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a look of joy.
A male colleague beside her paused in silence and said, âDo you think that person who appeared before us just now was human, or a ghost?â
âIt should be human, otherwise why would he save us.â
âThatâs right, it must be a human. Itâs a pity we couldnât interview him, otherwise it would definitely be big news.â
âBut this trip was still very fruitful, at least we can confirm that the rumors are true, this town is locked down because there really are ghosts hereâŠâ
âWe should quickly leave and return to the company to report this matter.â
Once the fear in the three peopleâs hearts gradually dissipated, they began to chat. After chatting for a while, they decided to leave immediately, unwilling to delay.
However, just as they were about to set off again, they saw a street light ahead flicker twice and then went out.
Under the extinguished street light, an eternal shadow formed.
Within the shadow, a cold and small figure gradually emerged.
It was a girl with no eyes, only a pair of pitch-black eye sockets remained. This girl was filthy, covered in bruises, like a corpse.
At this very moment.
This eerie little girl was staring at the three people who had narrowly escaped death.
And they, attracted by the flickering street light, also saw the eerie girl under the light.
Very soon, under the empty, silent night sky, screams of despair echoed.
At the same time.
Yang Jian had already arrived at the place where the second ghost eye couldnât peep.
Here was a street-side shop, with a faint light inside, but it wasnât electric light; it was firelight.
This town had lost power, there was no electricity supply, only firelight could bring brightness at night.
Inside the shop was a bonfire, ignited from disassembled solid wood furniture used as firewood.
And next to the bonfire sat a person.
That person was none other than Cao Yang.
Cao Yang, at that moment, had his eyes closed, as if sleeping, motionless, without even a breath, like he was dead.
âHiding here?â
Yang Jian furrowed his brows, attempting to get closer, but then stopped.
At the shopâs entrance, there was a piece of grass rope laid out, broken into two sections, losing some kind of supernatural function.
But he recognized this item.
It was a supernatural tool from headquarters, a grass rope circle used to trap fierce ghosts.
âCao Yang, what are you hiding here for? What happened?â Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, but eventually pushed open the shop door.
Upon opening the door.
An icy cold wind howled in, chilling to the bone, and this cold wind was accompanied by a strong scent of decay, as if a rotting corpse was placed at the source of this wind.
Sitting by the bonfire, Cao Yang still had not woken up.
But the surrounding wind was swirling, converging towards where Cao Yang was.
The bonfire flickered, and dust swirled.
Strange phenomena continuously appeared.
The corpse-like Cao Yang finally slowly opened his eyes, putting a finger to his lips, made a shushing gesture: âBe quiet, itâs very dangerous here, beware of being attacked.â
âIf making a sound would result in death, Iâd have been dead long ago. What exactly are you doing here?â Yang Jian walked in briskly and questioned.
Cao Yang spoke in a hushed voice: âItâs searching for me, and I can only hide temporarily, but I canât leave, once I go out it will target me, and I am doomed.â
Yang Jian frowned, not quite understanding Cao Yangâs words.
âYou came here to handle a supernatural event, but it seems you didnât succeed? If you didnât succeed, then let it go for now. Headquarters has convened a captainâs meeting, youâve been missing for more than ten days, and you have to attend the meeting tomorrow. I came here specifically to find you this time, donât make it difficult for me.â
âYang Jian, itâs not that I donât want to attend the meeting, itâs that I canât leave here. Thereâs a terrifying thing in the town searching for me; it targeted me specifically. I had already resolved the supernatural event here, but something unexpected happened and it got away again, now Iâm in a bind, but itâs okay, if I hold out for a few more days, it will leave, and Iâll be fine,â Cao Yang said.
Yang Jian understood what Cao Yang meant: âAre you saying there is a second ghost in this town? And itâs coming after you specifically.â
âIt will leave in at most three days, and then Iâll be safe. Yang Jian, give me a bit of face, donât deal with this matter for now. Iâll handle it, and then Iâll go to headquarters for the meeting,â said Cao Yang seriously.
Three days?
Yang Jian refused: âNo, thatâs too long. You need to attend tomorrow; you need to leave now, let the ghost here be for now, if it really dares to come after us, Iâll help you get rid of it. I have Ghost Scissors, which can sever a fierce ghostâs killing pattern once.â
âI had possession of Ghost Scissors too; that ghost isnât a curse, nor a killing pattern, it just fixated on me. So Ghost Scissors wonât be of use, otherwise, I would have used it to solve this matter already.â
Cao Yang said: âBut I canât tell you more about the specifics.â
âThis involves some of my secrets, I hope you can understand, Yang Jian.â
Cao Yang seemed to have some obscure secrets he was unwilling to reveal.
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