Mysterious Revival

Yang Jian stood quietly in the house, waiting for one Wang Shan after another to go to their deaths—no, to complete their tasks.

But as Wang Shan died repeatedly, until the house was thoroughly searched, they still found nothing.

“Using the Wishing Ghost’s supernatural power might guide me to the real umbrella’s location.” Yang Jian thought, while also trying other methods to search.

He held the red spear and murmured a wish, hoping that the spear could guide him in the right direction.

However, after Yang Jian made this wish, the red spear trembled, and scarlet blood flowed continuously, yet it didn’t take any action.

“Is the wish too difficult and can’t be realized? Or is it that even the Wishing Ghost’s supernatural power can’t find the correct one among so many umbrellas? Or perhaps the continuous downpour outside has interfered with the Wishing Ghost’s supernatural abilities?” Yang Jian felt a bit puzzled.

Yet he was not anxious, and instead watched the movement of the spear.

The red spear kept bleeding, but strangely, this time the blood didn’t corrode Yang Jian’s body.

Perhaps it’s because of mastering the supernatural bus.

After all, having a powerful supernatural ability can prevent being invaded by other fierce ghosts.

After a while, just when Yang Jian thought the wish was ineffective, suddenly the red spear moved, then as if controlled by something, flew straight out towards the door.

“Useful?”

Yang Jian was slightly surprised.

But quickly, his surprise faded.

The spear flew out and was washed by the torrential rain, it didn’t go far before it fell and stuck on the ground motionless.

The rain washed the blood off the spear cleanly, and Yang Jian’s wish was invalidated.

“The wish failed, it’s indeed because of the torrential rain outside, but it’s not completely useless. At least I’m sure the real umbrella is not in this house.” Yang Jian thought to himself.

Then he picked up the umbrella he had brought down from the fourth floor and walked out of the house.

The torrential rain fell.

The Black Umbrella in his hand was in danger, as if it could be destroyed by the rain at any moment.

Yang Jian dared not hesitate, walked into the rain, retrieved the spear on the ground, and ran towards a house not far in the direction where the spear flew.

Despite his fast running speed,

the torrential rain affected his vision, interfered with his Ghost Domain, making his actions very inconvenient.

Besides, the umbrella in his hand couldn’t hold on, losing its ability to shield the rain, and began to break down.

The umbrella was ruined by the rain, and without protection, the rain poured directly on Yang Jian.

Although Yang Jian intended to avoid getting soaked, he had to cross this rainy area to reach another house, and with the umbrella ineffective, he couldn’t stay completely dry.

Initially, he thought the rain was a form of supernatural attack, but after getting soaked, Yang Jian felt no signs of being eroded, only a chilling aura lingering around him, like some sort of curse.

Yang Jian ignored it, he rushed quickly to the front door of another house, and without hesitation, smashed the door open and entered.

Once inside, Yang Jian was no longer getting wet.

But inside he vaguely felt uneasy, as if getting rained on here was a very unfortunate event.

Yang Jian didn’t think too much, he continued reviving Wang Shan, letting him help find the correct umbrella.

Although Wang Shan complained every time he was revived, he was not at all sluggish in getting to work, very responsible, though partly due to Yang Jian modifying his memory, more of it was Wang Shan’s own qualities.

But just as Wang Shan was diligently working, Yang Jian suddenly noticed something unusual, and he immediately looked towards the door behind him.

Outside, under the dim sky, the torrential rain showed no sign of stopping, yet somehow amidst the rain, several black figures appeared, each holding a Black Umbrella, slowly approaching, and these figures’ umbrellas weren’t damaged by the rain, completely different from the umbrella now broken to the frame beside Yang Jian.

“These are… the ghosts holding umbrellas on the fifth floor? They didn’t appear before, they suddenly emerged just now, and they’re coming for me.” Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed, then glanced at himself soaked by the rain, and he roughly understood.

You can’t get wet in the rain on the fifth floor, once wet the fifth floor’s ghosts will come looking for you.

If you stay wet for long, more ghosts will likely come for you.

This is the danger of the fifth floor.

But Yang Jian didn’t ponder on this, his mind turned to the umbrellas these fierce ghosts held.

Could it be that the real umbrella isn’t in these houses, but in the hand of one of these fierce ghosts?

Because the umbrellas the ghosts outside held are open.

And maybe the red spear earlier flew outside not indicating a specific house, but pointing towards a specific ghost.

If the real umbrella is held by a specific ghost, and this ghost is roaming continuously in the rain, living humans simply have no chance of finding that umbrella, as no ghost master can withstand numerous terrifying ghost attacks in the rain, let alone snatch the Black Umbrella.

If the previous Yang Jian entered this fifth floor, he surely would have died, and wouldn’t have made it out alive.

But now… Yang Jian thought he could give it a try.

The process would be incredibly dangerous, but it could save a lot of time.

However, this is just a guess.

“I just need to verify it.” Yang Jian took advantage of the fact that the ghosts hadn’t gotten close, he tightly gripped the red spear again, then made a wish.

“Guide me to the real Black Umbrella.”

As before, the red spear bled profusely, then trembled vigorously, and finally flew out towards the outside just like before.

However, it didn’t fly very far. Under the deluge, the spear fell to the ground and the wish failed again.

“Sure enough, the umbrella isn’t inside the house.” Upon seeing this, Yang Jian became more convinced in his previous assumption.

“What? I’ve been dying for nothing all along?” Wang Shan exclaimed, widening his eyes at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said: “Not in vain, your existence only helped me eliminate an option, making me closer to the truth. Without you, I wouldn’t know when I would find it, and facing unknown supernatural phenomena requires gradual exploration, no one knows the real situation from the start.”

“I still need your help later. Even if I seize the Black Umbrella, I need someone to verify it personally, so next, stay in this house, don’t wander off, I will take action.”

With that, he ignored the rain outside and walked straight into the downpour.

Yang Jian didn’t hold an umbrella, as it was unnecessary. What he needed now was to actively get himself wet to lure out the ghost holding the real umbrella.

The Wishing Ghost’s supernatural power could guide a general direction, and he believed it would work out.

“Has he really become so reckless?” Wang Shan pondered, finding that the Yang Jian in front of him was no longer the one he remembered.

Within the torrential rain, Yang Jian held the red spear, waiting for the approach of the fierce ghosts.

Soon enough.

His previous assumptions were confirmed.

As Yang Jian got increasingly wet, the black figures holding Black Umbrellas gradually increased in number, continuously gathering towards him.

The quantity, dense and contiguous, looked like a black cord continuously contracting from a distance through the rain.

“If I can’t find the real umbrella, I might be worn down here.” With this realization, Yang Jian felt his heart sink.

Although he now controlled the ghost on the bus, this powerful supernatural power is not without limits, and prolonged use would undoubtedly shorten the time before his ghost revived.

So he had to resolve this matter before the ghost revives.

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