Chapter 667: 634
âCaptain, did you see that? Feng Quan suddenly vanished into thin air,â Huang Ziya, who was watching the wasteland from a distance, was stunned.
âI saw.â
Yang Jian was standing on the rooftop of a building, his eyes searching, but he could no longer see Feng Quanâs figure.
âFeng Quan was right; Tong Qianâs signal was a trap. Someone had already set up a scheme waiting for Feng Quan to fall into it. He must have been targeted for some time, but itâs unclear why the other party would take such actions, offending two supervisors, and even falling out with headquartersâitâs not a smart move.â
Even friends have to compromise when facing off against headquarters.
âWhat do we do now?â asked Huang Ziya.
âLetâs go have a look. Itâs just an ordinary Ghost Domain, I wonât have any difficulty infiltrating it,â Yang Jian said.
When it came to the depth of the Ghost Domain, he had never feared anyone.
Meanwhile.
Feng Quan, who was in this eerie place, was staring intently with his lackluster eyes at a man in a trench coat. There was no doubt that this person was a ghost controller, and although Feng Quan had seen him before, due to the long gap in time and a faint impression, he had forgotten him.
âSince you recognize me, why are you targeting me? I should have no quarrels or grudges with you,â Feng Quan said with a calm expression, showing no fear.
He dared to deal with supernatural events alone, so he was naturally not a cowardly person.
The thought of actually fighting made Feng Quan believe that it wouldnât be difficult to take down this guy.
âIndeed, we have no enmity. In fact, we are kind of colleagues. Itâs just your bad luck that you followed the clues here, so Iâm in charge of cleaning up after you,â the man in the trench coat said as he moved closer.
âA newbie like Tong Qian disappearing is nothing new; there are quite a number of supervisors going missing these days. They didnât expect anyone to care about it. Headquarters should be busy dealing with the Circle of Friends issue and the Ghost Painting incident. As for other matters, they probably donât have the time to spare.â
âIf you really didnât want me to find out, you could have just destroyed the phone,â Feng Quan said, while sensing some imminent danger as a thick fog began to appear around them.
However, the fog was not as impenetrable as outside; it was obviously restrained to some degree.
The man in the trench coat stopped walking and stretched into a smile, his mouth tearing at the corners, looking gruesome and terrifying: âI considered it, but doing so would more easily attract the attention of headquarters. After all, if a supervisorâs phone gets destroyed and the signal vanishes, headquarters would have to investigate. People, after all, always harbor a bit of wishful thinkingâeven our kind isnât an exception.â
Feng Quan understood upon hearing this.
This guy had deliberately left Tong Qianâs phone behind, creating an illusion for headquarters that Tong Qian was still safe, just out of contact. This reduced the likelihood of them sending someone to investigate, especially since headquarters was already overwhelmed by the Ghost Painting issue.
Of course, if someone from headquarters did come to investigate, theyâd also end up mysteriously dead in Xiaoâan County, just like Feng Quan had been attacked before.
However, Feng Quan hadnât been taken out, which made things a bit more complicated.
âSo, you plan to kill me here and cut off the investigation from headquarters?â Feng Quan said. âIs Tong Qian that important that youâd go through so much trouble?â
âThis is our business; it has nothing to do with you. But I havenât considered taking you out here. After all, you are indeed a bit troublesome, which is really annoying,â the man in the trench coat said, taking off his hat to reveal sparse hair, marred by scars that seemed as if something had violently torn at them before healing over.
Each crack tore at his skin as if it could rip it open at any moment. It seemed these wounds had not yet healed, and any movement could make the wounds appear.
The pain of skin tearing was constant, yet the man seemed indifferent to it. His expression was numb, as though he had long grown accustomed to this kind of pain.
Feng Quan paused for a moment, as if the manâs scars jogged a memory. His eyes narrowed with a mixture of shock and suspicion, âItâs you, Pei Dong. Youâre actually still alive.â
In that moment, he confirmed the manâs identity.
One of the first batch of heads at headquarters, named Pei Dong, codenamed Ghost Head Petter.
Although the codename was rather common, even comical, this guy was dangerous. Feng Quan had once been wary of him for a period. But later, he heard that Pei Dong had fallen during dealing with a paranormal event in the city he was responsible for, and vanished without trace. As time passed, people stopped paying attention.
His file was also archived.
After all, there had been several batches of heads since then, and the earliest ones had long been forgotten.
âOh, you recognized me? Have I changed that much? I used to be a bona fide tall, rich, and handsome guy, but now Iâve been tormented by this ghostly thing intoâŠHeh, but look at you, still the same old, not much change.â
Pei Dong touched the hideous scars on his head.
He exerted a little force, and all the scars turned inside out, as if the entire scalp was about to be torn apart, making onlookersâ scalps tingle.
But soon, all the wounds healed again, returning to their prior appearance.
âBut youâre going to die sooner or later. How many of our old batch of heads are left? Tell you what, Iâll give you a chance today. Give up the pursuit of Tong Qian, and letâs pretend todayâs incident never happened. Just report back to headquarters that Tong Qian is missing. I guess they wonât continue to waste manpower and resources chasing it down.â
Feng Quan said, âSo generous? But even if I really agreed, would you believe me? Youâve dragged me into the Ghost Domain, so I suppose you wouldnât let me off so easily.â
âDonât be like that. I thought a newcomer would come, as these things are usually left to newcomers. Who knew it would be an expert like you who came? If I really wanted to kill you, I would definitely suffer losses, and if Iâm not careful and you start playing with resurrecting fierce ghosts, that would be troublesome.â
âDo you take me for a three-year-old? Seeing the Ghost Fog constantly enveloping Xiaoâan County, you would have known it was me coming.â
Feng Quan was not fooled; he said coldly, âKnowing it would be like this and still using signals to lure me over, you must have been ready to kill me. But you alone wonât cut it; you must have an accomplice.â
In a one-on-one fight, he did not fear Pei Dong. Moreover, he remembered that Pei Dong did not have a Ghost Domain.
Of course, it couldnât be ruled out that during his disappearance in the past year, this guy might have tamed a second ghost.
Even if he tamed two ghosts, it would be difficult to kill a ghost tamer of the same level, because if it came to a head-to-head fight, both would die, which was not worthwhile. Hence, ghost tamers rarely stirred up trouble without sufficient reasons.
Pei Dong smiled, revealing his teeth, and the flesh on his cheeks tore again, âFeng Quan, do you know? If a ghost tamer dies suddenly enough, the ghost inside his body wonât reach the level of revival, and such a high-level ghost can be tamed by the living. At that time, you just need to swap in someone to actively allow the ghost to invade, and what do you think happens?â
Upon hearing this, Feng Quanâs eyelids twitched with a strong sense of imminent danger.
âThe answer is simple. A new ghost tamer will emerge,â said Pei Dong, slightly lifting his head to look at the still undeveloped, empty building surrounding them.
In the corridors of those buildings, several sinister figures appeared out of nowhere. These figures were not human but ghost tamers. Not many, but not few eitherâthere were a total of five.
Feng Quanâs face darkened. The Ghost Fog around him gradually started to thin, revealing his form which had been hidden within the thick fog.
His Ghost Domain was being invaded.
âThereâs nothing easier than directly inheriting the ghosts inside the body of the previous ghost handler, safe, risk-free, and no need to deal with those complex supernatural events, analyze the patterns of the ghosts, just kill the previous ghost handler.â
âSimple and direct.â
Pei Dong stretched out his finger and pointed at Feng Quan, âYou could have found a way to leave after the first attack, and I didnât plan to kill you. Weâre not greedy, we stop when weâre ahead. After all, weâre not ready to come out in the open. This trap was just to play it by ear, but who knew you would actually walk into it.â
âSo you killed Tong Qian?â Feng Quan asked seriously.
He finally understood what Pei Dong had been up to after disappearing, hunting other ghost handlers to take the ghosts from their bodies.
Indeed.
If itâs sudden enough, itâs very easy to kill a ghost handler, much easier than dealing with ghosts.
But this method is very cruel and easily draws attention from headquarters.
Any sane person wouldnât allow these madmen to exist.
âIt doesnât matter if I tell you, Tong Qian turned out to be more special than I thought, holding great value to us. He isnât dead yet, but this information is probably of no use to you now, because youâre about to die yourself. Iâm a decent person, you know, seeing as how we were colleagues once, Iâll let you die with a clear understanding,â Pei Dong said.
Feng Quanâs expression shifted slightly.
He knew Pei Dong was not chatting with him out of kindness to reveal the truth, but rather waiting for his Ghost Fog to be suppressed and then instantly kill him.
The Ghost Fog grew thinner, about to completely vanish.
This was very unusual.
Because when he first entered here, his Ghost Fog could still envelop the surroundings, but now, the Ghost Domain seemed to have grown stronger.
âContinuously suppressing my Ghost Fog, the other party must be suffering as well. But looking at Pei Dong, he seems to show no sign of strain. Could it be that this Ghost Domain comes from someone else?â Feng Quan glanced at the silhouettes standing in the distance inside the buildings.
Could the Ghost Domain belong to one of these people?
Pei Dong was in no hurry, waiting for Feng Quanâs Ghost Fog to dissipate. Once the Ghost Fog dispersed, Feng Quan, without protection, would be easy prey to any ghostâs power, easily finished off.
Feng Quan watched the surrounding thick fog disappear, yet he was not panicked.
Under normal circumstances, he would have been doomed today, useless even if he turned into a mound of Grave Soil, he would still be dead.
âBrother Tui, Brother Tui, hurry up and come in, I canât hold on much longer,â Feng Quan thought to himself, feeling a bit anxious,
Ten seconds later.
The Ghost Fog completely disappeared, and Feng Quan reappeared clearly in the midst of the Ghost Domain, his body covered with dark, stinking Grave Soil, used to balance the just-suppressed Ghost Fog and inhibit its resurgence.
âGo.â Pei Dong once again grinned.
A shadow inside the building twisted and then vanished instantly; soon after, a ghastly shriek echoed around. The scream was terrifying, not something that seemed humanly possible, like the horrible howl of an unknown ferocious ghost.
Following the shriek, the Grave Soil on Feng Quan rustled and fell.
The Grave Soil, which was supposed to erode Feng Quan, now served as a barrier to protect him. However, this barrier was far too fragile. Once the Grave Soil fell away completely, he would be as vulnerable as any ordinary person and would instantly perish.
The eerie shriek echoed through the Ghost Domain; Feng Quan had no space to escape and could only stand his ground, enduring the assault of this fierce ghost.
âBrother Tui, come on, hurry up. There are too many people on the other side, if you donât come now, Iâm going to die. Donât let something happen at this timeâŠâ Feng Quan felt his body collapsing.
As the Grave Soil fell, his skin and flesh were peeling away. These had mingled with the Grave Soil, forming his body, but once the soil mixed with his flesh and bones fell away completely, he would be utterly ruined, with no chance of survival.
But the next moment, an unexpected change occurred.
The terrifying shriek abruptly stopped, and everything around was covered by a red light, illuminating the dim surroundings as if brightened, casting everything in a layer of scarlet.
âWhatâs going on?â
Pei Dongâs splitting cheeks tensed up. Faced with this sudden change, he felt a strong unease.
âSmart guy, to think you believed this Ghost Domain was still in Xiaoâan County. Itâs already gone from there, pretty cunning. If not for my Ghost Eye covering a decent range, I really might not have found it,â a cold voice sounded, and Yang Jianâs figure suddenly appeared in the nearby clearing.
The red eye on his forehead restless, he was taking off his gloves and walking over, his dark shadow flickering behind him as if about to rise from the ground.
âFeng Quan, are you okay? Iâve come as fast as I could, donât tell me you couldnât hold out for a few minutes,â Yang Jian glanced over.
Feng Quan was fine, looking intact apart from some skin peeling off here and there, appearing somewhat incomplete.
âIâm fine, if you had been a minute later, I wouldnât have held on,â Feng Quan exhaled in relief.
He had only lost some flesh, not severe, basically a flesh wound. If it had continued, his body would have completely disintegrated.
âGhost Eye⊠Yang Jian?â
Pei Dong frowned upon seeing the newcomer, not recognizing him immediately. But as he looked closer and compared this person to the information in his mind, his pupils shrank and he couldnât help but step back.
âWhat a joke, you fought with Fang Shiming from the friend circle and youâre still alive? Youâre actually still alive?â
The sight of Yang Jian was like witnessing something utterly unbelievable.
It seemed in his eyes, Yang Jian was considered already dead.
âOh, you think I should be dead by now?â Yang Jian looked at him, âSeems like youâre well-informed, knowing quite a bit.â
Actually, Pei Dongâs assumption wasnât wrong.
Yang Jian had indeed encountered a problem and had disappeared for a while, being mistaken for dead was normal.
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