Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1335 - 1302: A Cruel Method

Time passed bit by bit.

Although Yang Jian successfully obtained the second piece of skin paper, being trapped in the world of three years ago, he didn't easily find a way to leave.

Several times, he even predicted death, blocking every path for him.

"Every prediction shows I can't survive past 6:10, indicating anyone staying in this world past 6 o'clock is doomed to die. If I want to survive, I must find a way to leave before 6, but in every prediction, whenever I try to seek help from this world using my experience, I end up failing."

Yang Jian said with a calm expression.

"What have you thought of?" Wang Shanshan beside him asked.

"It's not something particularly special, but I suspect that the prerequisite to escape from here is to not seek help from others. The 'people' of this world might be problematic, seemingly harboring an indescribable hostility towards us, and the stronger the ghost master, the stronger this hostility."

"Under normal circumstances, Old Qin from headquarters would definitely not harm me. He has some connections with my father and would show some sentiment. Yet in the skin paper's prediction, I was forcibly held at headquarters by him and locked up until 6 in the evening, leaving me to die here."

Wang Shanshan lowered her head in thought and said, "Now that you mention it, I remember, back at No. 7 Middle School, many classmates were unfriendly towards me, leaning towards Su Lei, while in truth, I was more popular than her during my school days."

"But Zhang Wei remains the same as always."

Yang Jian said, "That's because certain things didn't involve him, so it's hard to define, but I suspect I'm not wrong."

"But this doesn't help us leave this world at all." Wang Shanshan said.

"You're wrong. Realizing this is the start of breaking the impasse. If the 'people' of this world have problems, might the 'objects' of this world also have issues? The second piece of skin paper we hold might be helping us but carries greater hostility than the original skin paper."

"The so-called predictions on the skin paper might just be wasting our time, causing us to pin our hopes on this thing and miss a way to escape."

"If my hypothesis is real, leaving here relates to time, or rather, escaping needs time, and the longer, the better. Otherwise, success is not possible."

Yang Jian's eyes slightly moved as he started to think quickly.

"Ghost Child, come here."

Suddenly, his tone shifted as he immediately issued a command.

Instantly, a cold child with a faint bluish skin tone, unclothed, suddenly ran out from an unknown place.

The Ghost Child appeared before Yang Jian, tilting his head slightly, staring at him with pale red pupils.

Yang Jian looked at the skin paper from three years ago in his hand, then without hesitation, threw it to the Ghost Child: "Eat it."

"What are you doing?" Wang Shanshan was somewhat puzzled.

Yang Jian said, "Since the skin paper of this world knows everything and holds a deep hostility towards us while being uncontrollable, it's better to let the Ghost Child eat it. The Ghost Child has the ability of a Hungry Ghost, any ghost it consumes will be absorbed like a puzzle piece."

"In other words, once the Ghost Child eats the skin paper, it will gain the skin paper's supernatural properties, becoming a skin paper siding with us."

"However, doing so poses a risk. I worry that after consuming the all-knowing skin paper, it will help the Ghost Child gain wisdom... A smart, wise Ghost Child with Hungry Ghost traits is extremely dangerous and likely to go out of control, which doesn't meet my requirements, but in this world, it's not an issue."

"I believe the supernatural properties of this world exist only here; once we leave, everything will vanish."

The thrown skin paper at this moment seemed to be making a final struggle, despite Yang Jian having mastered its force and direction, it unexpectedly curved mid-air in an illogical manner, drifting towards the window outside.

Apparently, it wished to escape here, unwilling to be devoured by the Ghost Child.

"Futile struggle." Yang Jian opened his ghost eye, covering with a Ghost Domain.

The Ghost Child immediately vanished from the spot; it had certain traits of the ghost eye, enabling it to appear freely within Yang Jian's Ghost Domain.

The next moment...

The Ghost Child appeared in the air, then opened its blackened, exaggerated mouth and swallowed the floating skin paper in one gulp, without even needing to chew.

The skin paper of this world, having just revived and revealing its oddities, didn't even get the chance to deceive Yang Jian before turning into food.

The Ghost Child's belly slightly bulged, as if full.

Subsequently, the Ghost Child with Hungry Ghost traits began to show terrifying potential.

The swollen belly rapidly deflated, as the swallowed skin paper swiftly digested, becoming a part of the Ghost Child's body.

The Ghost Child stood there, appearing to fall into dead silence, yet its skin color was changing.

The faint bluish-black on its body was rapidly disappearing, replaced with a pale brown color, much closer to that of a living human and no longer resembling a stillborn.

It's not surprising for a Hungry Ghost to show consumed fierce ghost traits on its body.

"It succeeded."

Yang Jian said, "Next, I need to test whether the Ghost Child possesses the future-predicting trait of the skin paper."

Just as he was about to give an order.

Suddenly.

The doorbell rang.

"Hmm?" Yang Jian glanced, noticing two security guards from the property management outside the door.

"We need to find a quieter place to avoid being disturbed."

He didn't stay in Fang Jing's house, instead taking Wang Shanshan and the Ghost Child to leave immediately.

Yang Jian went to a secluded park in the city.

Few people lived near the park, and on weekdays, it was empty, only occasionally frequented on weekends by a few strolling.

"Tell me, what's the way to leave this world?" He stared at the Ghost Child, questioning.

The Ghost Child remained still in place, but flickers of intelligence appeared in its eerie pale red eyes, no longer as numb and strange, as if it was pondering.

"As expected, did the Ghost Child end up having issues?"

Yang Jian quickly closed his ghost eye, gripping a cracked spear in his hand tightly.

Any anomaly would prompt him to nail the Ghost Child dead without hesitation.

This was no time for mercy.

The most feared outcome seemingly hadn't occurred.

Soon.

The Ghost Child began to move, running with bare feet to a sandlot near the park, and then picked up a nearby twig to write quickly in the sand.

Its handwriting was ugly, twisted, and distorted, making it truly difficult to decipher, resembling the writing on skin paper.

However, it was apparent the Ghost Child was writing down crucial information.

Yang Jian stood beside, watching attentively.

But what was written was completely indecipherable, as the strokes were disorderly — a dash here, a stroke there, only when nearly complete could a coherent message be pieced together.

Yang Jian was not in a hurry; it was still early, only twelve at noon. He still had a full six hours left, and no matter how you write this sentence, it couldn't possibly take several hours.

But at this moment.

Suddenly.

A roar sounded, and a civilian helicopter flew over from the direction of Dachang City.

"Hmm?" Yang Jian raised his gaze to look.

Two figures appeared on the helicopter, one was Zhou Zheng, and the other was surprisingly Zhao Kaiming.

The helicopter descended, the fierce wind swept, seemingly trying to blow away the characters written on the ground.

Yang Jian glanced at it, directly covering it with the Ghost Domain, preventing the wind from interfering with the Ghost Child writing.

Soon.

When the helicopter descended to a sufficient height, Zhou Zheng and Zhao Kaiming both jumped off.

The two landed and walked towards Yang Jian with serious expressions.

"Why is it that you could accurately and timely find my location even when I'm here?" Yang Jian said coldly.

Zhou Zheng shouted, "Yang Jian, you've gone too far. What the headquarters said was completely correct; you are an extremely dangerous existence, capable of causing casualties at any moment. To think you, as a Ghost Rider, would break in and attack your classmates, just before, your classmate Fang Jing already died because of you."

"He was killed by supernatural powers; don't you dare say this has nothing to do with you."

Fang Jing died?

Wang Shanshan beside him was stunned for a moment.

"That's impossible, Yang Jian wouldn't kill him."

Out of trust for Yang Jian, Wang Shanshan knew clearly that if Yang Jian were to kill Fang Jing, he would have done it when they were in the classroom, not after.

"Not only did you kill Fang Jing, but you seemed to have taken something from his home afterward, which gives me even more reason to suspect you're motivated by greed."

Zhou Zheng stared fixedly at Yang Jian, "I warned you before, this is my jurisdiction, Dachang City. I can offer you a chance to join the headquarters and can cooperate with you on certain matters, but the premise is you abide by the rules, restrain your supernatural powers, and absolutely cannot act recklessly."

"Now it seems, you've lost your way."

"A dangerous person should be restrained and managed. Yang Jian, I know the supernatural power you wield is extraordinary, so I hope you can cooperate with us and go back for investigation." Zhao Kaiming said with a cold face.

Wang Shanshan frowned at the two people who suddenly arrived and held hostility towards Yang Jian.

It seemed Yang Jian was right, he was not welcome in this world.

Yet Yang Jian smiled, a smile that wasn't cold but seemed inexplicably happy: "I understand now. Just as I'm about to find a way to leave this world, resistance from this world appears. The more this happens, the more I am sure I'm on the right path."

"However, this resistance should be small, at least before six o'clock the resistance won't be that big. That's why it's you who came and not directly Old Qin or those old monsters. Even if it's a world constructed by supernatural forces, it still has to follow the rules of the world's operation, it has to be rationalized, otherwise, the existence of this world would have issues."

At this moment.

The Ghost Child was writing on the sandy ground, and without interference, it was about to reveal the key information.

"Yang Jian, I know there's a gap between us, but I will still stop you." Zhou Zheng appeared determined to risk everything, approaching with big strides, his skinny body slightly bulging at the belly.

A baby's outline appeared on the abdomen.

This baby was eerie and malevolent, seemingly screaming and struggling to break out.

The next moment.

Zhou Zheng's belly unexpectedly tore open, a small blue-black hand stretching out, and then extending, reaching towards Yang Jian.

He actually took the risk of ghost revival to attack Yang Jian.

"An unsaturated, growing Hungry Ghost is no match for me." Yang Jian's face remained calm, allowing the eerie hand to grab him.

He wasn't affected in the slightest; that level of supernatural power made it impossible to harm him.

Zhou Zheng's eyes narrowed, showing an incredulous expression.

Zhao Kaiming said grimly, "Help me kill this Yang Jian before us."

At this moment, he was under the curse of the Wishing Ghost, accompanied by a terrifying ghost that could help him do anything, including kill.

But as a price, after making a wish, a relative would die.

So, to deal with Yang Jian, Zhao Kaiming, who was unknown where Zhou Zheng had brought him from, sacrificed a relative's life without hesitation and made a wish to kill.

"They really want my life." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Back at the headquarters, Zhao Jian and the others dared not confront him, but after the Ghost Child ate the human skin parchment, some inconceivable things were happening.

He glanced at the scribbling characters on the ground.

The information was now complete.

The Ghost Child wrote this sentence in the sand: Before six o'clock in the evening, kill the familiar people in memory, this is the only way to leave this world.

"So that's it, this is how it is."

Yang Jian immediately understood upon seeing this information.

The next moment.

He grabbed the Ghost Shadow Hand that stretched out from Zhou Zheng's belly and forcefully pulled.

The Ghost Infant let out a piercing wail, sounding like a real child falling to the ground, crying.

But Zhou Zheng screamed miserably, collapsing in pain on the ground, his abdomen completely torn, blackened blood flowing out, but no internal organs to be seen.

Those internal organs had long been devoured by the Ghost Infant.

Then he swung the Firewood Knife.

The blue-black Ghost Infant immediately stopped struggling and screaming, split into two upon being chopped, then fell to the ground, no longer moving.

The Firewood Knife dismembered the ghost, causing it to lose mobility temporarily.

"To kill the familiar people in memory is to completely sever ties with this world, only by doing this can I separate from this world. The more acquaintances I know, the greater the emotional ties with this world, the tighter the hold of the world. Each familiar person is like a line entangled around me, binding me firmly to this eerie world."

"So what I need to do is free myself." Yang Jian displayed a cold smile.

Although it's difficult, it's not impossible for him to achieve.

But it was very cruel.

Not everyone can be so heartless as to kill every familiar person with their own hands.