Mysterious Revival

Yang Jian left the city, taking the Black Umbrella with him.

The residents of this city had no idea that Yang Jian’s presence had resolved a terrifying supernatural incident for them. If this action had failed, the city would have faced a very horrifying supernatural event, and who knows how many people would have died at the hands of vengeful spirits.

As for Yang Jian, he wouldn’t claim credit for handling supernatural events; in the past, it was for survival, but now it’s a responsibility.

After leaving, Yang Jian did not return to Dachang City.

Time is pressing now, and he feels that the revival of the vengeful spirit is imminent, with no countdown like the previous eight days, so he must head to the next place.

However, before that, Yang Jian properly sealed the Black Umbrella, wrapped it in Gold, placed it in a box, and sank it into the Ghost Lake to prevent it from being unintentionally opened.

Even if Yang Jian were to die one day, and the supernatural revives in Ghost Lake, absolutely no one could delve into the depths of Ghost Lake to retrieve the box, thereby minimizing the chance of an accident.

“Make a trip to Taiping Ancient Town.”

Yang Jian had ample reason to visit Ghost Street, so he immediately set off.

The speed of traveling through the Ghost Domain is very fast, and shortly after handling the Black Umbrella, he arrived at Taiping Ancient Town.

The landscape here has undergone a tremendous change; nearby cities have been submerged by Ghost Lake, with only a few tall buildings still standing above the water. However, those buildings have long been abandoned, and in the midst of the city inundated by lake waters, an old wooden boat aimlessly drifts.

There are no living people on the boat, only a cold and eerie figure occasionally sitting at the bow, holding a red comb, grooming their long, wet hair.

Yang Jian stood atop a tall building on the lake, watching the drifting wooden boat in the distance, his ghostly eyes slightly shifting, also seeing the female ghost on the boat.

That is the source of Ghost Lake.

If it could be contained, the Ghost Lake incident would completely disappear. If it could be controlled, Yang Jian would gain full mastery over Ghost Lake.

However, that is not Yang Jian’s current target.

“Ghost Lake isn’t showing signs of expanding, which is good. Last time I altered the landscape, relocating nearby towns, and spent significant effort, so it’s yielding some results.” Yang Jian surveyed the area again.

The surroundings of this city were originally plains, but now they are surrounded by mountains. The location of Ghost Lake is perilously steep; without flying, it would be exceedingly difficult for ordinary people to traverse mountains to reach here.

Additionally, the headquarters has established a blockade outside the mountains, further preventing ordinary people from inadvertently entering here.

Ghost Lake has been confined here, and as long as no accident occurs, it should remain inactive for decades.

After ensuring everything was in order, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

When he reappeared, he was at a distant, partially submerged ancient town.

Since this location was no longer the core of Ghost Lake, the water wasn’t deep. Only half of the ancient town was submerged, with most buildings exposed above the water, appearing as if a small boat could freely travel around here, and in some spots, wearing rain boots might allow walking through.

But if one thought it was safe due to shallow water, they would be wrong.

Even a shallow puddle could drag living beings into the depths once touched, making survival impossible.

Only Yang Jian, who also possesses the supernatural abilities of Ghost Lake, could completely ignore such a terrifying effect, walking freely on the water without fear of being swallowed by the lake.

“The last time I visited Taiping Ancient Town, it was a rather popular tourist attraction, with people strolling around the streets, but now it looks completely different.” Yang Jian walked through the old alleys.

These alleys, once quaint and full of historical flavor, now have mottled walls, full of moisture, exuding an eerie and sinister atmosphere everywhere.

In such a place, if a ghost were to suddenly appear somewhere, Yang Jian wouldn’t find it strange at all.

Even under the sight of the ghost eye, this place was filled with supernatural vibes.

Following his memory, Yang Jian quickly arrived at the middle of a street.

“It should be here.” He looked ahead.

But there was only a wall ahead, with no visible road or street.

However, Yang Jian knew well that the real Ghost Street doesn’t exist in reality; its entrance is invisible in reality. Only through supernatural means can one enter Ghost Street, or one can wait for Ghost Street to open up itself, allowing living people to enter.

Yang Jian didn’t have time to wait for Ghost Street to open; he directly activated the supernatural of the ghost eye.

Under the sight of the ghost eye, an old street entrance appeared before him.

At this moment, he didn’t even need to use the Ghost Domain to intrude. Now possessing the supernatural of the bus, Yang Jian had the capability to break through reality and traverse supernatural spaces; he could go anywhere as long as he knew its location.

He walked a few steps forward.

Yang Jian smoothly entered Ghost Street.

This street had not been invaded by the supernatural of Ghost Lake. The ground was dry, with no trace of moisture, and of course, there was no one around. The whole street was devoid of people, but judging by the setup, it seemed it was a bustling market before, as many stalls appeared operational, and some shop doors were open.

Recently, Yang Jian had been the only living person to step here.

“This street resembles that of Baishui Town, both inexplicable eerie places.” Yang Jian thought to himself.

Coming here a second time, it still felt somewhat different.

“The purpose of this trip has twofold: to bring the female corpse here and to buy a coffin at the Coffin Shop, but I don’t have much Ghost Money left, and previously I still owed Sister Hong a hundred bucks,” Yang Jian thought, reaching into his pocket to pull out the Ghost Money he had prepared in advance.

A stack of colorful bills, denominated at three and seven yuan.

However, all combined, Yang Jian only had a total of forty yuan in Ghost Money in his hand.

Not even enough to pay back Sister Hong.

But Ghost Money is very hard to come by, and this forty yuan Yang Jian is holding has already emptied the entire headquarters. If he wants more, he can only hope to chance upon it during paranormal events.

Luckily, Sister Hong hadn’t come collecting debts yet, otherwise Yang Jian wouldn’t even have a penny, and today he would have to resort to robbery, stealing from the Coffin Shop.

Nevertheless, Yang Jian might not lack such thoughts, after all, just thinking about a coffin costing eighteen yuan is painful.

He used to think he was wealthy, with plenty of money.

But ever since entering the paranormal circle, Yang Jian realized he was still poor.

After checking his savings, Yang Jian gained some confidence, and holding this large amount of money, he began walking deeper into Ghost Street.

Though many shops in Ghost Street were open, quite a few were closed or out of business.

For example, the tailoring shop was closed, and the medicine shop was closed too…

“I’ve brought you to Ghost Street of Taiping Town; our previous agreement has been fulfilled,” Yang Jian spoke while walking.

His voice echoed through the street.

Shortly after his words fell, an eerie figure suddenly appeared behind him out of nowhere.

A female corpse, with a cold body, dull eyes, slowly stepped forward, but soon the eyes of the female corpse regained some animation, seemingly better than before.

“Thank you,” the female corpse spoke.

“No need to thank me, it’s a transaction, each of us is just getting what we need,” Yang Jian replied.

The female corpse didn’t respond but turned her neck to glance around Ghost Street, as if searching for something.

“It’s much quieter here than before, seems it’s been completely abandoned,” the female corpse murmured, as though the scene before her was completely different from the Ghost Street of her memories.

“The Republic of China Era is over, the old generation has faded away, even Taiping Ancient Town has been submerged by Ghost Lake; everything has changed,” Yang Jian glanced around and said, “Just to clarify, I only brought you here, the rest isn’t my concern, and don’t bother me anymore.”

“I still need your help with one more thing,” the female corpse looked at Yang Jian.

“What is it?” Yang Jian frowned immediately; is this guy really clinging to me?

The female corpse said, “There are places here I don’t recognize; can you take me to a shop that sells paper figurines?”

“Paper Figurine Shop?” Yang Jian immediately understood where the female corpse wanted to go.

“Yes, that’s the place.”

Yang Jian said, “I’ve been there once, spent three yuan there, bought a paper boat; it’s still floating on Ghost Lake now. If you want to go, I can take you; it’s just ahead.”

Thinking it was something troublesome, turns out she just needs directions.

Being an easy task, Yang Jian did not refuse.

The female corpse nodded, expressing gratitude once again.

Yang Jian continued forward.

After passing several shops and roadside stalls, he soon saw the Paper Figurine Shop up ahead.

This shop was unusually open for business, and at the entrance, there stood two paper figurines — one black, one white, one male, one female, resembling two children.

The paper figurines seemed to serve as greeters, inviting business.

Unfortunately, Taiping Ancient Town was flooded, Ghost Street was closed off, making business scarce here.

Yang Jian’s arrival seemed to draw the attention of the two paper figurines at the entrance.

At this moment, the faces of the two paper figurines suddenly turned into smiles, and at some point changed positions, clearly welcoming Yang Jian and the female corpse inside.

“This is the Paper Figurine Shop you were looking for,” Yang Jian said.

“I need you to accompany me inside; I can only follow your lead,” the female corpse said.

Yang Jian’s expression shifted slightly as he glanced at the eerie and dark Paper Figurine Shop, “I hope this is your last request.”

To get rid of the female corpse’s entanglement as soon as possible, he agreed to this small request.

Soon, he entered the Paper Figurine Shop.

However, this wasn’t Yang Jian’s first time in this shop, he had some understanding of it; if it were a stranger’s shop, he would certainly not set foot in it.

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