Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1164 - 1130: Taking the Doorplate

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian found traces of Zhang Xiangguang from Boss He's memory.

This person was deeply involved with the Ghost Post Office in the past, but based on the clues in memory and He Yuelian's appearance, it seems Zhang Xiangguang also had a connection with the Ghost Painting.

However, these are all lingering supernatural traces from the past. Yang Jian just noted it down without dwelling too much. He would look into it if he had the chance in the future, as he didn't have the time to pursue such matters now.

With Boss He disappearing from sight, the conflict this time seemed to have come to an end.

But Yang Jian was not satisfied.

He fished for a long time, only to attract a few insignificant ghost handlers.

Lok Sheng is still alive; he survived. His actions were merely tentative, so the hidden threat remains, and Yang Jian was particularly concerned about what he said.

It seems there is a hidden force within the supernatural circle targeting the headquarters' captains. What he encountered might not be unique, and other captains might be experiencing similar situations.

"Could there possibly be someone trying to eliminate all the captains? At this time, when supernatural events are frequent, captains are key figures in handling them. The death of one means a whole area loses its control over supernatural events. If all captains are lost, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Wait."

Yang Jian seemed to realize something: "Lok Sheng didn't want to kill me; he wanted to trap me in room 707, making me disappear. So, what they're targeting is not the captains themselves, but the fact that the captains' existence is hindering them in some ways, which is why they're taking various actions against the captains."

"As for actions, it's nothing more than those few types: inducement, warning, assassination, entrapment..."

He calmly thought at the moment and, following Lok Sheng's previous words, Yang Jian roughly had some guesses.

But whether it's accurate still needs some time.

Soon, there should be news from the headquarters or even from other captains.

The waterlogged room was now rapidly draining.

The supernatural was dissipating, and everything was reverting to its previous state.

As for the bodies left behind, they disappeared with the water, leaving no trace, except for Sun Ren's body.

Because Sun Ren's body was pinned by a Coffin Nail, the ghost within him was not simple. Even the Ghost Lake couldn't sink that ghost. Although Yang Jian controlled only four-tenths of the Ghost Lake, it was enough to show the ghost's terror.

So pinning it was safer.

"I need a gold-crafted box to enclose Sun Ren's body. Go to Lok Sheng's place and see if there's any. As the person in charge, he would generally have prepared a few boxes like this." Yang Jian thought to himself.

He quickly found Lok Sheng's place and discovered special boxes there.

After obtaining one, Yang Jian put Sun Ren's body inside.

"The Coffin Nail must be removed, but doing so poses a risk. Once removed, the fierce ghost might break free. A ghost that even the Ghost Lake can't contain must be very special."

Yang Jian frowned, hesitating as he looked at Sun Ren's body inside the box.

A ghost too ferocious needs to be sealed together with the Coffin Nail, just like the Hungry Ghost back then.

But Yang Jian couldn't abandon the Coffin Nail to leave it on Sun Ren's body.

"Perhaps if I'm quick enough, the ghost won't manage to escape. If worst comes to worst, I still have two layers of insurance."

Yang Jian reached out to grasp the cracked spear, and the Ghost Shadow underfoot moved to cover the box's opening.

The black shadow enclosed the entire box like a seal.

The Ghost Shadow only needed to restrain the fierce ghost for one second, and Yang Jian could extract the Coffin Nail and close the box.

If needed, he would use the six layers of the Ghost Domain to directly halt the ghost's actions.

Immediately.

Yang Jian extracted the spear.

Without the suppression of the Coffin Nail, the supernatural power within Sun Ren's body reawakened, especially the unreal shrouded corpse, which resumed action.

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The Ghost Shadow was rolling, writhing; silhouettes of palms and faces emerged, as something inside seemed to desperately struggle to break free.

Even in just an instant of confrontation, Yang Jian felt the Ghost Shadow couldn't restrain this entity, couldn't even stop it forcibly breaking through.

"This thing is ferocious."

Yang Jian frowned, although the Ghost Shadow struggled to suppress, it at least bought some time.

In that brief moment, he immediately sealed the box, then let the Ghost Shadow retract from the gap, and for extra security, he even activated the six layers of the Ghost Domain.

Yes.

For the first time, six layers of the Ghost Domain were used on a single box.

During this suspension, the box was completely sealed.

The fierce ghost remained inside, unable to escape.

However, Yang Jian's expression was still not good.

Because the box in front of him began to shake violently, even accompanied by a dull banging and knocking sound.

"The box isn't sturdy enough; Lok Sheng skimped on materials. A box for this entity must be specially made."

Yang Jian felt it was somewhat unsafe, so he went back to Lok Sheng's place to relocate again.

He came back with two more boxes and encased this box within them.

Layered it threefold.

Only then did the noise from the box significantly quiet down, though there were still intermittent thudding sounds inside.

The fierce ghost was still attempting to break free.

Unfortunately.

Gold is unaffected by supernatural power; to escape, the fierce ghost can only physically destroy it.

But Yang Jian reinforced it thickly enough that physical destruction should be impossible.

"Better bury it; this thing can't be taken back to Dachang City. Keeping it is a disaster; it should no longer appear in this world. Deep burial is a good way to handle it." Yang Jian finally decided to bury it deeply underground.

The Ghost Domain spread, affecting reality.

In the next moment, the ground collapsed.

The box rapidly fell downwards.

Yang Jian buried it at a depth of five thousand meters underground.

This location is beyond the reach of many ghost domain controllers, making the chances of retrieval very small. Plus, only he knows the exact position, making it extremely secure.

After handling all this, he leisurely exited the VIP room.

"Creak!"

The door opened.

A few people were standing outside the VIP room, seemingly waiting for things to wrap up. Among them were Boss He's eldest son, He Long, and He Yuelian, who hadn't left yet, along with the security manager and others...

Yang Jian had stolen Boss He's memory; he recognized all these people.

But when these people saw only Yang Jian emerge from the empty VIP room, many were stunned, even a bit unsettled.

"Captain Yang, where are the others..." He Yuelian's expression was grave, with a bad premonition.

"Dead," Yang Jian coldly replied.

Dead?

He Long's eyes shrank; before coming in, he knew how many unusual figures were in this VIP room, including Lok Sheng, the person in charge of Da'ao City.

Could all these people be dead?

He Yuelian fell silent, understanding the meaning behind Yang Jian's words.

It seemed all the people in the VIP room had been killed by Yang Jian himself.

"I see, they lost, and you're the final winner." He Yuelian couldn't help but take a deep breath, trembling slightly.

"This was the inevitable outcome; you should be thankful you weren't in that room earlier."

Yang Jian remained indifferent: "However, your survival has value too. Hand over the room plaque of 707; I want to retrieve this supernatural item."

He Yuelian looked a bit dazed. Her memory seemed to be skewed; she forgot some things, remembered others, and under some supernatural influence, she pulled out a cold plaque from her ample chest.

Room plaque for 707.

As Yang Jian said, she hadn't hung the plaque after leaving but had hidden it.

Yang Jian grabbed it and said, "Be cautious of a man named Zhang Xiangguang. If you encounter him someday, you can inform me; I'd like to meet him."

"Zhang Xiangguang? That's quite an unusual name; I'll remember it." He Yuelian nodded.

"You don't seem sad, very calm, nor do you hate me. It appears the disappearance of Boss He hasn't affected you much."

Yang Jian initially found this attitude somewhat normal, but it wasn't the attitude of a child.

He Yuelian scoffed: "I had no emotional attachment to him; my existence was just a tool he utilized. Why should I be sad for someone like that?"

"Is that so? You truly are heartless. If Boss He were still around, hearing your words, he would be greatly disappointed. Sadly, I won't witness that."

Yang Jian said: "Though his eldest son, He Long, also seems quite calm."

He glanced over.

The man under thirty, wearing a suit and exuding the aura of a successful person, He Long, kept glancing over seemingly intentionally.

There was uneasiness in his eyes, and his heart was wavering, yet he endeavored to maintain his composure in front of some employees, and when looking at Yang Jian, he displayed a flattering smile.

"He's waiting to inherit the family fortune; sadness? Just not thanking me face-to-face is already good enough." He Yuelian said.

Yang Jian nodded: "A filial father and loving son, not bad."

Having said this.

He ignored these people and turned to leave.

For three minutes after Yang Jian vanished, no one dared move.

It was only five minutes later, when they confirmed Yang Jian was far enough away, that He Long finally sighed and said, "Little sister, is the matter here really over? Father's also vanished?"

"Why ask me when you already know?" He Yuelian said.

"You seem to have a good relationship with Captain Yang, does he have his eye on you? If so, then this is an opportunity for you; now that Father has vanished, nothing restrains you. You can live as you wish, without anyone stopping you." He Long said.

He Yuelian sneered: "You're just afraid that I'll stay in Da'ao City and share the inheritance with you, wishing I'd cozy up to Yang Jian, enabling you to leverage his power and expand the entertainment city business. It's a win-win situation for you."

"This isn't a bad deal for you, is it? He's someone from the supernatural circle, a captain from headquarters, far heavier than Lok Sheng. Besides, for the entertainment city's business to thrive, such backing is indispensable; otherwise, trouble will arise soon enough."

He Long smiled, not feeling embarrassed at having his intentions laid bare.

"You better put away your little schemes. This Yang Jian is different from others; no, you can't even consider him human. In his eyes, there's no desire, no emotion, only coldness and eeriness."

He Yuelian said: "Moreover, he used supernatural power to influence me; now when I calculate one plus one, it equals three—my cognition is messed up, and that's just what I know; there's lots I don't know."

"He left a trump card on me, I can feel it."

Hearing this, He Long's face subtly changed, instinctively stepping away from He Yuelian.

He did not want to get close to people from the supernatural circle.

His father had fallen here due to getting too close to people from this circle, a typical case of playing with fire and getting burned.

Now, to carry on the business after inheriting it, he has to avoid following his father's path.

But the entertainment city cannot do without care from the people in the supernatural circle.

"By the way, I'll remind you again, the people Yang Jian brought are still playing at the entertainment city. It's been over two hours already. If they win too much money and you can't pay out, watch out for trouble from Yang Jian." He Yuelian tossed her hair and, striding her long, beautiful legs, turned away.

This reminder left He Long restless.

The people Yang Jian brought were obviously there to cause trouble. If he doesn't handle this properly, he might go bankrupt today before inheriting the family fortune.

"Let's go check the hall." He Long hurriedly said.