Mysterious Revival

A class reunion ended with a supernatural incident caused by the Wishing Ghost, though there were dangers, everyone remained unharmed.

Late night.

Everyone left the Safe Restaurant and returned to rest.

Yang Jian left early, as he still had his own matters to attend to, not having the leisure to stay.

After patrolling Dachang City, he dispersed the accumulated water submerging the city, lifted the alert, and then returned to Guanjiang Residential Complex, entering Safe House Number One.

He opened the door.

Despite being extremely sleepy, Jiang Yan, Zhang Liqin, and her mother Zhang Fen still hadn’t fallen asleep. After all, the outside situation was unclear to them, making them anxious and unable to sleep.

“The matter is finished, no more troubles will come,” Yang Jian immediately said upon entering the safe house.

“Yang Jian? Everything’s alright now? That’s great, I knew it was just a false alarm,” Jiang Yan suddenly became spirited and joyful.

Zhang Liqin said, “Can we go home to sleep now? Staying up doesn’t bother Jiang Yan and me, but Aunt is very tired, though she insisted on waiting for you to return without sleeping.”

“You can go home to sleep, your homes are safe,” Yang Jian said.

“I’ll go call Auntie out,” Zhang Liqin turned and headed to one of the rooms in the safe house.

Safe House Number One is small, with only one room made of gold to isolate ghosts; other rooms are storerooms for storing supplies and equipment rooms to maintain the safe house’s operations. But within Guanjiang Residential Complex, there’s also a Safe House Number Two, which is much larger.

Safe House Number Two is communal, not just for Yang Jian; many living in Guanjiang Residential Complex can enter, whereas Safe House Number One is his private property.

Soon.

Zhang Liqin brought the sleepy Zhang Fen out from the room. Once seeing Yang Jian, Zhang Fen showed concern, quickly inquiring if Yang Jian was alright, if he was hurt.

“Mom, I’m fine, just minor issues that I’ve already handled, but I still have some follow-up work and reports to do. You go rest first; I’ll continue to work and sleep a bit later,” Yang Jian said.

He then instructed Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan to take her mother home to rest.

“Finish your work soon and come to rest, we’ll wait in your room, don’t be too late,” Jiang Yan said quietly.

“I’ll stay in the safe house for a while; if it’s too late, matters can be logged in the morning; you can rest first,” Yang Jian spoke.

“Alright then,” Jiang Yan pouted.

After seeing the three off, the safe house became vacant with only him remaining.

Then.

Water started seeping from beneath Yang Jian’s feet, penetrating the sturdy cement ground, a strong supernatural interference occurring inside the safe house.

As long as one does not enter the room isolated by gold, the supernatural can still invade the rooms outside.

As the water accumulated, a wooden figure lifted by corpses began emerging from the water and finally appeared before Yang Jian.

The wooden figure was the Wishing Ghost that’s gone into a deadlock.

Such a terrifying ghost plus the Ghost Cabinet, if not bound too strictly by rules, this ghost could never be so easily imprisoned.

“The ability to realize people’s wishes, combined with the ability to satisfy all transactional rules, is now in my hands; it’s too wasteful not to use it. If I can use it reasonably and control it, it would be a great help to me.”

Yang Jian, unable to wait even a day, immediately pondered how to utilize this red wooden figure before him.

The simplest method is to find someone to control it, perfectly seizing the ghost’s ability.

For instance, drape Li Jun’s human skin over it and have Ah Hong draw the person, thus creating a top-tier ghost handler. However, the human skin carrying Li Jun’s consciousness is already determined to use Chen Qiaoyang’s corpse as the carrier, so there’s no need to rely on the Wishing Ghost.

“Or have someone around me control it?” Yang Jian reconsidered, thinking about whether anyone around was suitable to handle this ghost.

Li Yang, Xiong Wenwen, Feng Quan, these three are certainly unsuitable.

Huang Ziya, Tong Qian, Wang Yong, these three don’t seem suitable either. If picking someone from his teammates, perhaps Huang Ziya is more suitable.

“Forget it, no need to forcibly upset the balance. Controlling such a terrifying ghost, since this ghost is in a deadlock, might as well make it a supernatural item that fulfills wishes,” Yang Jian had this thought.

The more he thought about it, the more correct he felt this idea was.

Even if the Wishing Ghost was controlled, it might awaken from the deadlock at any time; once awake, the ghost handler will inevitably die, unable to combat the awakened Wishing Ghost.

Conversely, if made into a supernatural item, one can both obtain the ghost’s ability and guard against the ghost’s awakening, avoiding personal risks.

After all, a terrifying ghost in deadlock is extremely rare, warranting serious consideration on its use.

“Before thinking about how to use this Wishing Ghost, I must first understand how to utilize the ghost’s ability while it’s in a deadlock,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

This is unlike the Deceiving Ghost’s necklace, which simply requires holding it to use.

The specific methods require constant study and experimentation.

Yang Jian doesn’t intend to give it to Doctor Chen for slow research; he plans to take a shortcut, directly retrieving a mysterious piece of human skin paper from the water below.

“This is your time to show value, you better cooperate; after Baishui Town, my patience with you is at its lowest, and I constantly think of permanently imprisoning you, as you can only be a bonus to me in my current state.”

He stared at the human skin paper earnestly and said.

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This thing has become increasingly sinister, nearly controlling the Ghost Child through inducing Wang Shanshan, then successfully reversing the situation.

Ghost Child’s potential is scary, merely lacking some intelligence. Whether human skin paper controls Ghost Child or Ghost Child consumes the human skin paper, the changes brought about are terrifying.

During the Baishui Town incident, Yang Jian fully realized this.

“My name is Yang Jian. When you read this, I am already dead…” Twisted and eerie handwriting, as usual, appeared.

“I have fortunately survived the Baishui Town incident, but returning to Dachang City, my life is unhappy because I encountered another dangerous supernatural incident during the class reunion.”

“Hard to believe, after midnight, I utilized Ghost Lake and the restart method to successfully defeat this terrifying ghost, plunging it into a deadlock.”

This time, the human skin paper seemed truly cooperative, or perhaps it understood Yang Jian’s current anger over last time’s events, planning to behave better; otherwise, it would face permanent imprisonment by Yang Jian, never to appear again.

“Skip the nonsense, tell me how to use the supernatural powers of the deadlocked Wishing Ghost,” Yang Jian stared at the human skin paper and directly asked.

This time, it’s not life-or-death usage but inquiring about its supernatural usage, so there’s no risk of being tricked.

The human skin paper has only two choices: cooperate or not.

If something is hidden, preventing Yang Jian from using the Wishing Ghost’s powers, it’s as good as not cooperating, and the human skin paper must face repercussions for this behavior.

New words began appearing on the human skin paper: “I stand inside Guanjiang Residential Complex Safe House Number One, staring at the eerie wooden figure, contemplating how to use the ghost’s supernatural powers while in a deadlock.”

“Through repeated attempts, I found the correct method; when I touch the blood flowing from the Wishing Ghost, I can connect with the ghost through the blood. However, this method has side effects: every time I use the Wishing Ghost’s powers, the blood on the wooden figure erodes a part of me.”

“Knowing the usage method, I believe this supernatural power must be used very cautiously because the price paid for each wish is a part of my life, and the bigger the wish, the greater the price, until all blood converges onto me, perhaps turning me into a new Wishing Ghost.”

Yang Jian read the lines of twisted black characters on the human skin paper, understanding how to use the Wishing Ghost’s powers and the costs involved.

“But this should only be one of the supernatural aspects; you haven’t mentioned the supernatural transaction of the Ghost Cabinet yet.”

However, the writing on the skin paper gradually disappeared, leaving no response.

“Choosing to hide part of it? Or is it that another supernatural aspect is a trap, or perhaps it’s too beneficial to me, so it dares not reveal it?” Yang Jian’s gaze turned cold.

Nevertheless, the purpose had been achieved this time, and he did not want to continue questioning the skin paper any further.

The remaining supernatural aspects would be explored slowly in the future.

“The cost of using the Wishing Ghost? For me, it essentially doesn’t exist. As long as I restart myself in time after each use of the Wishing Ghost’s supernatural power, the erosion of the supernatural is directly erased. However, the skin paper is right about one thing: wishes must be restrained, and one must not make too difficult wishes. Otherwise, the cost would be too great, and I could be instantly eroded by the Wishing Ghost.”

After a moment of contemplation, Yang Jian decided to add the supernatural power of the Wishing Ghost to the supernatural weapon in his hand.

Immediately.

A cracked long gun emerged from the water pooled at his feet, standing upright before him.

Yang Jian scrutinized this supernatural weapon and glanced at the eerie wooden figure beside him.

Without much thought,

he grabbed the cracked long gun and forcefully broke it at a weak point.

The cracked long gun snapped, and Yang Jian extracted three items from it.

A Firewood Knife, a Coffin Nail, and a peculiar hand, though this hand was now just a layer of skin, seemingly deliberately flattened by someone.

“Let the Wishing Ghost become the new carrier on these supernatural weapons.” Yang Jian made a stroke with the Firewood Knife, creating a cut on the wooden figure.

Crimson blood flowed out.

Yang Jian wished directly: “Change your shape, become a new gun body.”

In the next moment.

The wooden figure indeed twisted bizarrely; its humanoid outline contracted, and the arms and legs disappeared, eventually forming a red wooden stick.

This wish was insignificant, as the shape of the supernatural was not essential. However, when Yang Jian withdrew his hand, he noticed an extra wisp of crimson blood on his pale palm.

Clearly, a trace of the Wishing Ghost’s blood had invaded Yang Jian’s body.

Yang Jian immediately rebooted himself.

The wisp of crimson blood on his palm disappeared.

“Indeed, my previous hypothesis was correct. By rebooting myself, I can erase the erosion of the Wishing Ghost from myself,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

Then.

He began to craft a new supernatural weapon, though this time it was simple, only needing to embed the Firewood Knife and Coffin Nail.

Before long, a long gun covered in red lacquer, exuding a chilly aura, appeared before him.

This time, Yang Jian completely abandoned gold as a material; the weapon was entirely constructed from the supernatural, with the only effort spent being to embed the Coffin Nail by using a mortise and tenon structure to hold it in the red wood.

Because the red wood is ghostly, it cannot be penetrated by the Coffin Nail. Otherwise, the Wishing Ghost would be nailed down and lose its supernatural power.

A layer of chilling human skin wrapped most of the gun body; this is an untouchable area because it carries a terrifying curse of certain death upon imbalance.

“Done.”

Yang Jian reached out to grip this new long gun, giving it a swing, unafraid of it breaking regardless of force.

“Let’s go out and try this new attack method.”

He took the red long gun and walked out of the safe house, directly using the Ghost Domain to appear on the top floor of the Shangtong Tower.

The cool night breeze blew as Yang Jian stood motionless on the top floor, gazing down at the city. His frozen ghost eyes, following his thoughts, rotated freely, peering into every corner of the city.

Soon.

Yang Jian found a target.

It was a thief prying the lock at the door of a house, attempting to steal.

That house had been unoccupied for a long time; the owner presumably met with an accident during the Hungry Ghost incident. However, quite a few possessions were left behind in the house. This thief seemed to have been eyeing it for some time and chose today to make his move.

“Bad luck for you. Normally, I wouldn’t bother with this matter, but today you’re a perfect test subject.”

Yang Jian raised the red long gun in his hand, exerting slight force with his ghost hand, letting the chilling nails sink into the red wood, and a wisp of crimson blood entwined with him.

He quietly whispered, uttering a curse-like wish: “Let the long gun fly and surely pierce the thief’s hand.”

Then, the long gun was thrown.

The thief was on the west side of the city, yet Yang Jian threw the long gun towards the east.

The direction was entirely opposite.

The thrown long gun silently vanished into the Black Night, its destination unknown.

Ordinary people could not discern the long gun’s trajectory, but Yang Jian’s ghost eyes continuously tracked it.

Yang Jian saw the thrown long gun arc in mid-air and then fly straight towards the west side of the city, its speed equivalent to a normal throw.

The ghost eyes’ line of sight remained locked and followed its path.

Within seconds, the long gun passed through buildings, broke windows, circumvented walls, and finally, with a loud bang,

“Ah!”

The thief, who had just opened the door, had yet to enter for thievery when he let out a painful cry.

A long gun, origins unknown, pierced through his hand and was firmly nailed to the wall beside him. He dared not struggle, lest the pain in his hand became unbearable.

The loud scream lit up the sound-activated lights within the building.

But at this moment, the lights flickered ominously.

Amidst the flickering, a figure suddenly appeared in the hallway, walking calmly toward him.

“Go to the hospital for treatment. Steal again, and you might lose your life next time.” Yang Jian appeared, pulling out the long gun embedded in the wall.

Another scream resounded, the thief fearfully staring at Yang Jian, uncertain of what to do.

Unconcerned, Yang Jian turned and left.

The lights flickered once more, and in the absence of footsteps, he had already vanished.

“Terrifying… What was that just now? A man, or a ghost?”

The thief grew even more terrified, glancing at the direction of Yang Jian’s disappearance, then at the opened door, now too frightened to steal. Hastily, he closed the door and fled, clutching his hand.

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