Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1247 - 1213: The Second Captain

The black coffin in front of him made Yang Jian wary. This thing was like opening a blind box; you never knew what terrifying ghost might be lying inside.

The previous Ghost Envoy, the later Ghost Lake, all had been confined in black coffins.

And this, was the third coffin.

"This kind of coffin should be a supernatural tool from the Republic of China Period, it can be made. Previously, there was a Coffin Shop on Ghost Street in Taiping Ancient Town, and the coffins inside were exactly the same as this one," Yang Jian thought to himself.

Not rushing, he walked around the coffin, observing it.

The coffin showed signs of being opened because the seams on the side were somewhat mismatched, and a faint, dull thumping sound could be heard from inside.

The sound was intermittent, without pattern, but in such an environment, it made people feel creepy.

This was a Possessed House.

A place used to store coffins and confine vicious ghosts, completely isolated from the world. Although it had a yellow mud path left behind, normal people could never find this place. Only a ghost tamer like Leuk San could send out paper men to search the entire mountain and find such a correct path.

And a Possessed House that doesn't want to be discovered naturally possesses enough terror to make people feel despair.

"But, why is the coffin placed on the second floor, why not on the first floor?"

Yang Jian didn't rush to open the coffin; he furrowed his brow, revealing a question.

This was very unusual.

Previously, whether it was the Ghost Envoy's coffin, the Ghost Lake's coffin, or the red coffin of the old man in the ancient house, they were all placed on the ground, except this coffin, which was deliberately placed on the second floor.

"There must be a reason and purpose for placing it on the second floor."

Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly: "There is a kind of saying in old folklore, coffins are kept off the ground to prevent the corpse from absorbing ground energy and avoid unexpected corpse transformations. However, in supernatural events, this saying surely does not hold true. But if you look at it from another angle, placing the coffin on the second floor might be to prevent the ghost in the coffin from triggering a killing pattern, thus reducing the terror level of the ghost."

"If that's the case, it explains why this coffin is placed on the second floor."

"Therefore, what needs to be paid attention to next is, once the coffin is opened and the ghost is released, and there's no way to nail it down with a Coffin Nail, the most important thing to do is to prevent the ghost from going downstairs."

Thinking of this, he turned around and directly pushed over the ladder placed beside, to avoid future troubles.

This height wouldn't be enough to kill a normal person who jumped down, let alone a ghost tamer.

As for the ghost in the coffin jumping down, that's not something Yang Jian should consider. He had made the preparations he could, albeit trivial, sometimes such subtle preparations can play a crucial role.

"Ready to open the coffin."

Yang Jian stood beside the black coffin at this moment, holding a cracked long gun with one hand, ready to drop the Coffin Nail without hesitation the moment the coffin is opened, and the other charred Ghost Hand resting on the lid.

After a short pause.

He exerted sudden force.

Crack!

The heavy coffin lid was opened slightly.

"So heavy?"

Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly, applied more force again, and the coffin lid was finally pushed open completely.

Immediately.

A putrid, rotten smell surged forth, lying inside was not a corpse, but a paper man, this paper man was soaked in the putrid, rotting corpse water, with its legs deeply sunken into it, as if thoroughly engulfed and corroded.

"Leuk San."

Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, and the ghost eye thoroughly scanned the situation inside the coffin.

His guess was correct; Leuk San was indeed trapped in the coffin. No wonder all his paper men were unable to function, as his legs were being corroded by the supernatural, which in turn affected all his paper men.

"Hmm?"

Leuk San was conscious at this moment, and when the coffin lid was opened, he saw Yang Jian outside, and also saw a Coffin Nail falling straight down.

Without any hesitation, the Coffin Nail fell directly.

However, this Coffin Nail didn't pierce through Leuk San's head but instead fell close to his ear, attempting to nail down the ghost inside the coffin.

"Yang Jian, the ghost in the coffin is not inside the coffin, it's on the lid." Leuk San immediately warned.

Yang Jian's face changed drastically; he just remembered the abnormal heaviness of the coffin lid when he pushed it, not realizing this was the reason.

But the ghost eye scanned around.

Yet found no traces of the ghost.

"Go."

Yang Jian grabbed Leuk San lying in the coffin, pulled him out directly, and then rushed toward the wooden window without hesitation.

He intended to escape with Leuk San immediately.

The ghost in the coffin wasn't as simple as imagined, and since the attempt had failed, there was no need to persist.

Besides, he came to find Leuk San, not to help him deal with supernatural events.

Let the ghost here be dealt with by Leuk San in the future.

With Yang Jian's movement.

The next moment, heavy footsteps came from behind. The faster he moved, the faster the footsteps were.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The floorboards shook, and Yang Jian felt a cold, putrid breath approaching, seemingly about to reach him at any moment.

But although the ghost was fast, Yang Jian's actions were faster.

Bang!

Yang Jian crashed through a wooden window on the second floor, jumped out with Leuk San, and landed heavily on the ground.

The footsteps chasing behind ceased abruptly.

"As expected, as I predicted, the ghost can't go downstairs; it won't jump down from the upper floor either. The person who placed the coffin had reasons; they knew the ghost inside the coffin couldn't go downstairs, which is why they specifically built such a two-story wooden house to place the coffin, to use the ghost's characteristics to trap it on the second floor forever."

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, turned back, and squinted at the broken window.

A terrifying figure lingered at the pitch-black window, continuously shaking back and forth, creating thudding noises, yet couldn't find a way downstairs.

The ladder had been pushed over by Yang Jian earlier.

Thanks to this detail, otherwise, the ghost would have surely followed the ladder down and walked out of this Possessed House.

At that time, things wouldn't be so simple.

"No wonder the ghost can't go downstairs; that's why the ladder was deliberately placed down when I arrived at this old house."

Leuk San also noticed this detail, his numb eyes shifted a bit, showing some surprise.

"It seems you've provoked something formidable, overturned by so many paper figures?"

Yang Jian, without looking back, carried Leuk San and walked ahead, quickly distancing himself from the old house and stepping back onto the yellow mud road.

"Just a moment of carelessness, but that coffin can't trap me for long. If given some time, I can definitely break free from it," Leuk San said.

"So, does that mean I ruined your good thing?" Yang Jian replied.

Leuk San smiled wryly, "Not at all, I'm just saying. I really appreciate you helping me out ahead of time, though I'm surprised you agreed to come here for the headquarters' business."

"I got paid," Yang Jian said.

"No wonder."

Soon, Yang Jian turned back along the yellow mud path, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed.

They left that haunted place and reappeared in the mountain forest.

However, by now, it was already night without them realizing it.

The mountain forest was dark, filled with eerie paper figures that had regained their mobility. They came from all directions, surrounding Yang Jian.

"Looks like you're alright now. In that case, reach the headquarters meeting within three days. I'm sure you don't want me to make a second trip," Yang Jian released Leuk San.

Leuk San said, "Of course not, I'll pack up and prepare to set off first thing in the morning. I definitely won't be late."

"Alright, let's settle it that way. I still have to find other captains. There are more unwilling to attend the meeting, just like you," Yang Jian said.

"I won't waste time, I'm leaving now."

He waved and then immediately turned to leave.

Leuk San slightly raised his head to look at the sky as a crimson light flashed across the pitch-black night sky.

After seeing off Yang Jian, Leuk San turned to look at the yellow mud road behind him.

"Corpse Guardian? Even in death, you can't rest easy and still want to pull me into the coffin with you. First, block this place, and when I return from the headquarters, I'll deal with this ghostly thing."

He took a deep breath. All the paper figures gathered together, queuing up and making their way along the yellow mud road toward the old house.

Next time, even if I have to fill it, I'll fill that old house completely.

If I had done so earlier, this awkward situation wouldn't have happened.

After handling Leuk San's matter, Yang Jian didn't hesitate and immediately headed to the next destination.

It was Dachuan City.

He was going to Dachuan City to find Li Leping.

The second captain to contact him for no particular reason, other than Dachuan City being nearby.

"A man whose appearance can't be remembered. Finding him is somewhat troublesome, but if I show up in Dachuan City, he will definitely know, so he has to come find me."

Yang Jian's speed through the Ghost Domain was fast.

After a moment.

He appeared above Dachuan City.

Previously, he had visited this city while delivering letters for the Ghost Post Office and experienced the Dachuan City Room 301 supernatural event, almost being erased by the long-deceased old lady. If it weren't for that time reversing itself, he'd have died during that delivery task.

Dachuan City, compared to the city Leuk San was responsible for, was undoubtedly much quieter.

Several supernatural events occurred here last time, significantly affecting the city. Many residents moved out, and although some started returning after the incidents, the popularity was still far from before.

Yang Jian stood on top of a building, took out his cell phone, and dialed Li Leping's number.

Unlike Leuk San, Li Leping could always be reached by phone.

Soon, the call connected.

"Li Leping, it's me," Yang Jian said into the phone.

He had no impression of who was on the other end of the line.

A voice quickly came from the other end, "Yang Jian? Why are you in Dachuan City?"

"The headquarters called you for a meeting, you refused, so I came," Yang Jian said.

"I refused to attend the meeting. I'm not in a good state, not suitable for appearing," Li Leping said.

Yang Jian said, "Leuk San said the same before but eventually agreed, so are you refusing?"

"You could think of it that way."

The voice on the other end was very calm and indifferent, with no emotional fluctuation.

Yang Jian said, "If you maintain this attitude, you can resign from your position as a captain to the headquarters, and it would be none of my business."

"Why should I resign as captain? I've handled numerous supernatural events; being in this position is reasonable and deserved. You can't erase all my past achievements just because I refused one meeting," Li Leping said.

"What if I insist you attend the meeting?" Yang Jian replied with an equally cold voice.

The other end was silent.

"Let's talk face-to-face, then. I'll send you the address," Li Leping said.

"Alright."

Yang Jian put down the phone.

Soon, he received a new text message.

After a glance, Yang Jian immediately knew the location.

Instantly, he disappeared from where he stood.

Upon reappearing, he was inside a villa on the outskirts of the city.

The place was dark, with only a few dim candles burning.

When Yang Jian appeared, an unfamiliar man was in the darkness.

This man left no impression on Yang Jian's mind, but the eerie aura emanating from him indicated this was a powerful ghost handler.

And in Dachuan City, apart from Li Leping, who else could be such a formidable ghost handler?

"Li Leping? I thought you'd hide from me," Yang Jian said.

"Your Ghost Domain easily covers a city. Where could I possibly hide?" Li Leping replied, "You should know my situation isn't good."

"The previous situation hasn't been resolved?" Yang Jian frowned.

Li Leping said, "It's over, but not perfectly."