The terror of this eerie old woman is beyond imagination. As a ghost tamer, Zhou Deng was merely approaching and was subjected to inexplicable supernatural erosion, on the verge of being erased. Moreover, while erasing Zhou Deng, a blurred figure appeared again by his side.
Itâs as if itâs swiftly invading reality from some supernatural space.
Once Zhou Deng is erased, a second old woman will appear once more.
If we canât deal with one, let alone two.
If this situation arises, everyone here will definitely be wiped out; thereâs no other possibility.
Leuk Qingqing had previous experience with the Room 301 supernatural event, so she unhesitatingly rushed forward to pull Zhou Deng back.
The bright red qipao shielded against the influence, and she successfully dragged Zhou Deng back.
Zhou Dengâs face bore a Human Skin Mask. With the change in his identity, he transformed into a vengeful ghost.
He possessed the characteristics of a vengeful ghost.
Unable to be killed.
Erasure, halted.
The blurred figure finally dissipated, and the grayish complexion on Zhou Dengâs face gradually recovered.
Although the erasure process caused no pain and left no physical imperfections, the feeling as if disappearing from this world left a lingering fear.
âHow did this ghost lock onto me? Just being close, would it attack? That canât be it, when the bus stalled and we got off, it didnât kill anyone.â Zhou Deng, initially panicked, quickly calmed down and began analyzing the situation.
âThere must be certain conditions as a prerequisite, proximity is just one aspect.â
He tried to analyze the killing pattern of this vengeful ghost.
Why does this ghost selectively erase me and not everyone who comes near?
This point is crucial.
If identified, it could potentially prevent being killed by this vengeful ghost.
But time is pressing, fearing there isnât enough to analyze slowly.
âAn untouchable vengeful ghost, existing at a past time point, can we truly deal with this ghost?â Li Yang, holding a blood-stained wooden mallet, appeared anxious.
He initially intended to make a move.
But Zhou Dengâs situation immediately discouraged this idea.
No supernatural power can touch the vengeful ghost, so this last supernatural item also had no chance to be used.
Meanwhile, Yang Jian had already escaped the ghostâs restraint through a reboot and successfully seized the cracked long spear.
Although recapturing the supernatural weapon, it did not bring a sense of relief.
Because.
The ghost had turned around.
The lifeless, basket-carrying, heavily wrinkled old man was now facing Yang Jian.
Like most vengeful ghosts, those ashen eyes were numb and vacant, devoid of any spark.
âTrigger the medium, once again.â
Yang Jian knew he couldnât touch this vengeful ghost, but the Firewood Knife was different; it triggered the medium, chopping the medium, regardless of the ghostâs presence or absence, the result remained the same.
But triggering the medium for this vengeful ghost was extremely dangerous.
Yet, he still did it without hesitation.
The Ghost Shadow wavered, directly spreading across the ground.
Though the ghost doesnât exist now, it left footprints on this ground. Whether itâs because this yellow dirt path is special, or because this vengeful ghost influences reality too thoroughly, it barely differs from having a corporeal body.
Immediately.
Yang Jianâs vision shifted, a strange old manâs figure emerged before him.
The medium appeared.
Incredibly, the old man in the medium differed completely from other vengeful ghostsâ mediums, suddenly twisting its neck and staring intently at Yang Jian, seemingly breaching some supernatural barrier.
Itâs here!
Yang Jian was targeted by the old man in the medium, the attack formed as expected.
He was being erased.
He had no second doll in hand now, and the first doll had already absorbed a previous attack, rendering it unusable a second time.
Thus, the attack from the old manâs medium required Yang Jian to withstand it alone.
His body was rapidly losing color, turning black and white, grayish, losing its reality, as if vanishing from this world, while the old man in the medium grew clearer, manifesting before his eyes.
This manifestation wasnât solely visible to Yang Jian; others could see it too.
âWhatâs Yang Jian doing, is he targeted by the ghost for the second time?â Zhou Deng exclaimed urgently: âHeâs being erased⊠itâs over, the second ghost is going to appear.â
âLast time I triggered the medium, hunted by the ghostâs medium, failed to use the Firewood Knife. This time is different. Despite the vengeful ghostâs attack, I must dismember this ghost.â Yang Jianâs Firewood Knife immediately hacked down.
The chop was fierce.
Directly splitting the old manâs medium into two.
Yet, the split medium did not disappear, still existing before him.
Simultaneously, Yang Jianâs erasure didnât reverse, continuing.
This process seemingly couldnât reverse, couldnât stop; even the Firewood Knife hitting the medium was ineffective.
âHow could this be, how could it be like this?â Yang Jian widened his eyes, appearing in disbelief.
For the first time.
This was the first time the Firewood Knife dismembered a vengeful ghost without stopping the ghostâs attack.
Moreover, the old man approaching wasnât affected at all.
As if the Firewood Knifeâs curse was isolated, failed to affect another medium.
Or perhaps, each old man was an individual, and Yang Jianâs Firewood Knife could only dismember the ghost within the medium before him, unable to impact any other ghost.
âReboot!â
Yang Jian was shocked and frightened; he didnât dare continue fighting, as he would surely be erased if he did. Although he was now a Ghost Shadow and couldnât truly die, the ghost could still erase his body and invade the real world.
This situation must never occur.
Facing a single ghost was already unmanageable, much less two vengeful ghosts.
Under the reboot.
His state regressed.
The Firewood Knifeâs curse wound on Yang Jian had just appeared before disappearing; the erasure signs halted and reversed, his skin gradually returning to normal, while the old man in the medium rapidly vanishedâŠ
Because of the failure to erase, the medium couldnât invade the real world.
In other words, Yang Jian, after failing, now had a chance to start from scratch.
All abnormalities vanished.
Yang Jian stood still, unharmed, everything reverted to before he acted.
âCanât trigger the medium to use the Firewood Knife anymore; even using it fails to address this situation, Coffin Nail certainly has a use, but the Coffin Nail canât touch this vengeful ghostâŠâ At this moment, Yang Jian found the situation incredibly tricky.
He felt no method could affect this old man.
Yang Jian involuntarily recalled what the Republic of China Period woman had said about him in the old house before.
His level was too low.
Now it seems that what that woman from the Republic of China Period said might be true.
Faced with this level of terrifying ghost, he has no means of coping, even the supernatural artifacts he usually relies on will fail.
After all, many supernatural artifacts were made by those ghost tamers from the Republic of China Period.
The people who could create these supernatural items have now died, and their ghosts have revived, surely their terror surpasses the supernatural artifacts they crafted in life.
âWhat to do?â
Cold sweat was appearing on Yang Jianâs forehead as he retreated, because the old man in front of him was slowly approaching, continuously getting closer.
âDid the attempt fail?â
The others saw it all, though many supernatural phenomena were unclear, they understood that Yang Jian must be trying something when the second old man tried to infiltrate just now but vanished in the end, but it didnât have much effect so he was forced to give up.
âTry this red balloon, see if it works?â Yang Xiaohua said cautiously, her expression tense.
Li Yang immediately said: âItâs useless, this red balloon needs to touch the ghost to be effective, but this old man is untouchable, if he could be touched, the red balloon wouldnât be needed. One Coffin Nail from the Captain could just nail this ghost down.â
âDamn it, why are there so many variables in this letter delivery mission, last time it was the ghost in room 301, this time it is too.â
They knew that the current methods couldnât deal with the ghost from room 301, so after delivering the letter last time, they immediately left Dachuan City and directly sealed that area to prevent the ghost from roaming out.
But last time conditions allowed them to avoid direct confrontation with the ghost.
This time is different.
The ghost has blocked their path, the corpse in the red coffin is starting to become abnormal and restless, if the coffin isnât buried soon, the danger will increase.
âI can go over and hold off that ghost for a while but not for long.â Leuk Qingqing chose to step out after a moment of silence.
âDuring this time, you must find a way, otherwise, everyone could die here.â
She felt that she had to seize the time now, or there would be no chance at all.
If Yang Jian is eliminated, this letter delivery mission will definitely fail.
Not just because of the red letter on Yang Jian, but more importantly, only Yang Jian could deal with the danger under these circumstances, others could only help on the side.
Leuk Qingqing walked over.
The cheongsam she wore seemed radiantly red in the dim environment, showing no trace of fear as she proactively approached the old man.
Yang Jian was forced back.
Leuk Qingqing decided to intervene and buy time.
The next moment.
The old man stopped his footsteps then turned to face the close Leuk Qingqing.
The red cheongsam was so striking, her tall and graceful figure so perfect, forming a sharp contrast with the dead and hunched old man.
The old man made no move.
Leuk Qingqing made no move.
But the supernatural change appeared.
The red cheongsam on Leuk Qingqing dimmed, grew old⊠like it was rapidly oxidizing, no longer so vibrant.
The old man chose to erase Leuk Qingqing.
But the erasure process was slow.
That cheongsam was special, it could withstand the erosion of supernatural powers, allowing Leuk Qingqing to hold on for a while.
âMaking a move at this time?â Yang Jian stopped his steps and saw Leuk Qingqingâs action.
No sense of being moved at all.
Everyoneâs fighting desperately to survive.
This is just temporary cooperation; if anyone hesitates and retreats now, the final outcome will be everyone dying together.
Having come this far, those who survive canât be shortsighted.
âHow long can you hold?â Yang Jian asked.
âNot sure, maybe three minutes, maybe five minutes, you must find a way before I die, or once Iâm gone, you know what the consequences will be.â Leuk Qingqing took a deep breath, she stood before the old man without moving, which was already the greatest use.
Diverting the old manâs attack focus, buying Yang Jian time.
Yang Jian didnât speak, immediately circled around the old man and Leuk Qingqing on the path.
In passing, he picked something up from the ground.
An old, faded-looking doll.
It seemed to be in a deep sleep, eyes closed, unable to open again for a while.
Clearly.
The time this doll could hold out had passed, otherwise Yang Jian wouldnât have been so easily targeted by the ghost again.
Yang Jian swiftly returned to the vicinity of the red coffin and reunited with Zhou Deng, Li Yang, and Yang Xiaohua.
âCaptain.â Li Yang called, his eyes already conveying lots of information.
Yang Jian said nothing, just glanced at the red balloon in Yang Xiaohuaâs hand, then the red coffin, and finally looked at Zhou DengâŠ
All the information connected, he quickly thought, formulating a countermeasure.
âItâs pointless, Iâve been thinking of a way, but up to now, I havenât thought of a good solution, none of my supernatural powers can affect the ghost present, maybe weâll really be stuck and killed by this ghost here.â Zhou Deng understood Yang Jianâs message, shaking his head, indicating he also had no solution.
âBang!â
While speaking, a loud bang echoed from the red coffin on the ground, causing the coffin to shake.
The corpse inside grew increasingly restless.
Yang Xiaohua glanced over, her eyes shrinking, feeling a chill all over.
Indeed, trouble comes in pairs.
The blocking ghost hasnât been dealt with, the coffin is also unsettled now.
âIf one person could lead this ghost away, maybe itâs a way.â Yang Jianâs eyes shifted, proposing a very grim plan.
A person needs to be sacrificed to lead the ghost off the path, avoiding direct confrontation.
But under these circumstances, almost nobody would volunteer.
âThatâs a good idea.â Zhou Deng stroked his chin.
He saw no problem with the suggestion.
In this situation, necessary sacrifices were understandable.
âBut this method requires someone very important to execute; Yang Xiaohua is unsuitable, she would be erased instantly, basically suicide, Li Yang canât act swiftly enough, so only I, you, or Leuk Qingqing can be chosen.â Yang Jian said coldly.
âYang Jian, I wonât do such a thing, I can help you buy time, but I absolutely wonât die for you.â Leuk Qingqing gritted her teeth.
Clearly she heard the words behind her.
âSo itâs just you and me left.â Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng.
This operation must be voluntary.
Cannot be forced.
âThrow dice to decide then, so no one can regret.â Yang Jian took out a red dice.
Zhou Deng shook his head: âNo need, Iâll go, Captain Yang, youâre a Captain Level figure, burying here isnât right, Iâm just an insignificant person, dying here wouldnât matter.â
He, in a change of heart, unexpectedly agreed to the task.
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