Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1319 - 1286: Three's a Crowd

The five vengeful ghosts lingering outside the door were putting immense pressure on everyone inside the house.

The survivors were even more terrified and uneasy.

Everyone understood that once these five vengeful ghosts opened the door and charged into the room, the majority of people inside would perish, with only a few likely to survive.

As the culprit who attracted the ghosts, Yang Jian was naturally blamed by quite a few of the survivors.

However, they dared not voice their anger, not even a word, knowing that calling someone Yang is unusual, if they dared to offend him, they might die miserably.

At this moment, the sound of the third ghost departing was heard again outside the door.

Just as Liu Qi observed.

The influence on the third ghost by the couplets at the door was growing weaker; it merely descended three steps and then abruptly halted, soon followed by the sound of returning steps.

When it came to the fourth ghost, the influence diminished further, and this fourth ghost took only one step downstairs before retreating.

But after the ghost retreated, it no longer stood in front of the door but lined up again, standing behind the other ghosts.

And so it went on.

By the time it reached the fifth ghost, it completely ignored the influence of the couplets, and the clothes this ghost wore was a grey-blue robe. Although the style was old-fashioned, it was a new garment without any trace of filth or wear.

"The ghost is coming," Liu Qi said.

Seow Yang also stared intensely at this door.

In the dim room, a small brazier was still burning, emitting light constantly; however, at this moment, although the flames in the brazier continued to burn, the light dimmed, and even the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees, with a chilling aura wafting in from outside the door, anyone could sense the abnormality beyond the door.

The door that had protected everyone for so long was now shaking uneasily, and as time passed, the frequency of the shaking grew larger.

"The couplets at the door are about to be completely ineffective, everyone be cautious."

Liu Qi whispered, at this moment he did not dare to be brave but slowly retreated several steps.

There were five vengeful ghosts outside the door, a challenge no ghost-handler can face alone.

Even though Yang Jian was here, nobody wanted to get caught up.

"Creak!"

With a violent tremor of the door, the supernatural couldn't stop the vengeful ghosts outside anymore; finally, the shaking stopped abruptly, and the door slowly opened.

Some wanted to scream but covered their mouths tightly, preventing themselves from making a sound, yet their eyes exposed outside were filled with terror.

Even though they were petrified, a strange curiosity drove these survivors to look outside the door.

This glance revealed an utterly horrifying scene.

Five people wearing old, varied clothing, exuding coldness and death, stood there like bodies long deceased, the most prominent in the doorway being a person in a grey-blue robe, a slightly obese middle-aged man, yet with an especially pale complexion, and eyes full of emptiness and numbness.

Ghost?

Under the almost extinguished light from the brazier, many saw the ghosts outside the door.

Ah!

Fear drove people out of calmness, some couldn't help but scream in terror while many were too scared to even cry out.

Deathly still, the ghost in the grey-blue robe stepped forward, attempting to enter the room.

Liu Qi and Seow Yang were fully prepared, ready for action, not entirely relying on Yang Jian.

However, at this moment.

Yang Jian acted without hesitation.

A crackling spear appeared at an unknown time, held in his hands, accompanied by a whistling sound, as soon as the vengeful ghost stepped into the room, it was pierced through the head by the flying spear and nailed fiercely into the wall of the back corridor.

A loud bang.

The wall cracked.

However, the pinned ghost did not lose mobility, struggling unrest, eventually escaping the Coffin Nail's grasp, regaining action, though the ghost's head was incomplete, yet as it broke free, it began rapidly recovering.

The slightly plump yet deathly silent face restored again.

"Not nailed? No way," Liu Qi widened his eyes, feeling incredulous.

That was the Coffin Nail; even a Hungry Ghost could be pinned, how could it not hold this vengeful ghost?

"Oh, so that's it, the ghost's body doesn't matter, what's crucial is that clothing," Yang Jian realized instantly after the attack.

There isn't a ghost the Coffin Nail can't hold.

Simultaneously.

The other ghosts followed closely, attempting to enter the room.

"I'll handle it." Yang Jian strode forward, instructing Liu Qi and Seow Yang not to intervene.

As he approached, eerie Ghost Flames began to emerge around him, engulfing the vengeful spirits in front of him with burning fury.

This time, the Ghost Flames were even more intense, enveloping all five vengeful spirits in the intense light as soon as they appeared.

With the flickering of the flames, the body beneath the supernatural clothing caught fire, becoming fuel for the Ghost Flames, burning continuously.

At this moment, the vengeful spirits within the flames stopped in their tracks and did not advance any further. Their bodies quickly charred and disintegrated, finally withdrawing slowly back into the clothing.

The supernatural was suppressed and dared not surface.

Yet, the five strange pieces of clothing within the flames floated in mid-air without any sign of catching fire.

The clothes that housed the terrifying vengeful spirits were now akin to the Ghost Shroud; the Ghost Flames couldn't destroy them, no matter how fiercely they burned.

"Once the Ghost Flames disappear, the spirits within these clothes will reappear to attack me again," Yang Jian mused, "Such spirits must be thoroughly contained."

This time, he hadn't brought the container for vengeful spirits, but he could connect with the Ghost Lake to imprison them.

However, the Ghost Lake's capacity to imprison vengeful spirits was limited. If the spirits within it weren't cleansed over time, its ability to hold them would weaken and eventually vanish.

But for now, Yang Jian didn't concern himself with that; he would deal with the Ghost Lake's cleansing later.

Water pooled at his feet, quickly spreading outwards. Pale arms, soaked and ghostly, emerged from the depths and seized the burning garments within the flames, pulling them into the Ghost Lake.

The peculiar clothes, suppressed by the Ghost Flames, could not struggle or resist.

In the end, they all sank into the water, disappearing from everyone's sight.

An enormous crisis seemingly resolved in a marvelous and effortless manner.

"Is that it? There were five ghosts," Seow Yang stood stunned, scarcely able to believe his eyes.

Initially, seeing Yang Jian's Coffin Nail fail, he thought they would endure a perilous confrontation.

Yet, Yang Jian changed tactics and resolved everything in an instant?

It all happened so quickly.

"The combination of Ghost Lake and Ghost Flames is something ordinary vengeful spirits cannot withstand," Liu Qi chuckled wryly.

Behind this apparent simplicity lay a representation of top-tier supernatural power.

Yang Jian said, "Handling a few ghosts isn't difficult; the trouble is that this haunted place has more than just these few. If there are too many, even I cannot guarantee handling them all."

"But regardless, this crisis has been temporarily resolved," Seow Yang sighed in relief.

Liu Qi nodded in agreement, "That's the truth."

He accepted it rather quickly, knowing Yang Jian wouldn't provoke those store ghosts without assurance.

After sinking the vengeful spirits into the Ghost Lake, Yang Jian said nothing more, striding out of the room, "I've cleared the danger I attracted, so I should attend to my personal matters. Regardless of whether we find Wang Shanshan, our original plan will proceed precisely at six o'clock."

Saying this, he headed downstairs, preparing to leave and return to the main road in Baishui Town.

"I've met Wang Shanshan. If we're looking for her, I can help. She's been tainted by supernatural rain; if the paranormal interference is less intense, I can vaguely sense her position. So, I'll accompany Yang on this trip," Seow Yang stated.

"If you leave, what about the survivors?"

Seow Yang replied, "The door wreaths are still effective. As long as we don't encounter a situation like before, there should be no problem, though such occurrences are rare. Now that it's handled, I feel confident leaving for a while."

"In that case, the three of us will act together," Liu Qi suggested.

"Let's go quickly and return," Seow Yang said, glancing back at the survivors in the room.

The looks in their eyes showed they desperately wished he wouldn't leave, but he thought that resolving Yang Jian's matters sooner would reduce everyone's risk.

If anything happened to Yang Jian in Baishui Town, rendering the plan incomplete, the consequences would be severe.

Therefore, helping Yang Jian was helping everyone.

Even if he stayed, he could only offer moral support; he couldn't stop the ghosts that the wreaths couldn't fend off and didn't need to act against those they could stop.

"Then let's not waste any more time," Yang Jian said, already downstairs.

Seow Yang gave the survivors some quick advice, telling them not to leave the room under any circumstances.

But this wasn't his first departure; the remaining survivors understood some survival strategies and naturally wouldn't leave the room easily.

Quickly, the three of them descended and exited the alley, returning to the main streets of Baishui Town.

The situation on the streets remained unchanged from before.

"Continue deeper into Baishui Town." Yang Jian's ghostly eyes scanned the area, finding nothing, so he decided to move against the flow of people.

In truth, his ghostly eyes could sense Wang Shanshan, but the paranormal interference here was too intense, twisting many of his visions, rendering his sensing ineffective.