After successfully restraining the ghost, if other peopleâs ghosts still appear nearby, based on Yang Jianâs experience, itâs either that the ghost is just a supernatural phenomenon and not the source, meaning the ghost will keep appearing unless the source is resolved.
The second possibility is that the ghost can restart or increase in number.
But looking at the situation here, the former seems more likely.
The fierce ghost holding the Black Umbrella is just a supernatural phenomenon; what truly needs to be dealt with might not be the ghost itself, but something else.
âThe puddles on the ground, the ghost that appears only when it rains, the black umbrellaâŠâ Yang Jian pondered between these three.
This is the information Xiong Wenwen foresaw ten minutes ahead, and itâs extremely valuable. Without his premonition, who knows how dangerous it would be to obtain this information, but now they can stand in a safe place and think about it slowly.
âI need to move to another position to observe and confirm my thoughts.â
Suddenly, Yang Jian spoke; âWait here for me, donât act on your own, Iâll be back soon.â
Having said that,
Yang Jianâs Ghost Domain opened, and he disappeared.
He alone appeared high in the sky, and continued to ascend until he surpassed the height shrouded by the dark clouds, reaching a region untouched by the supernatural.
Here, the sky was cloudless for miles, the sun was intense, and the fierce wind blew around.
Yang Jian stood in the air in a way that defied common sense. Below his feet was where the supernatural incident occurred, and with his head slightly lowered, he could clearly see the area shrouded by dark clouds.
From a high altitude, the area covered by the eerie black cloud wasnât large.
âJust as I thought, viewing from high up confirms my hypothesis,â Yang Jian frowned and whispered.
In his line of sight, this uniformly shrouded black area was very regular, resembling a lid, but more accurately, it looked like an opened Black Umbrella.
Yes.
No doubt about it.
The rainy area resembled an opened umbrella, and this black umbrella area was slightly moving, though not visibly significant.
No matter how it moved, the shape of the black umbrella remained unchanged.
âAll the root cause stems from that Black Umbrella. If Iâm not mistaken, once this Black Umbrella is opened, it affects the entire surrounding area, causing it to endlessly drizzle like a rainy Ghost Domain. Previously, I used the five-layer Ghost Domain to disperse the dark clouds, but thatâs only temporary. If the black umbrella isnât closed, this area will exist forever.â
âI can temporarily disperse it for a moment, but I canât disperse it forever.â
âAnd a ghost wielding a black umbrella is essentially entering the umbrellaâs Ghost Domain. I canât imprison a fierce ghost within the umbrellaâs Ghost Domain, just as I couldnât detain a Ghost Envoy within the Ghost Envoyâs Ghost Domain before.â
âTherefore, to deal with that fierce ghost, the black umbrella must be closed first. But to close the black umbrella, one must enter the Black Umbrellaâs Ghost Domain.â
âThus, this creates a dead loop: you canât deal with the fierce ghost if you enter the Ghost Domain; if you donât enter, you canât discover the ghost. The black umbrella protects the ghost, and the ghost is under the Black Umbrellaâs protection⊠Itâs a brilliant combination, essentially an unsolvable existence.â
Yang Jian took a deep breath.
Now, he finally understood where the problem lies.
Entering the umbrellaâs Ghost Domain makes it impossible to imprison the ghost; the black umbrella must be closed.
But closing the umbrella is something the living canât do because the umbrella is in the ghostâs hand, and if you forcefully take it from the ghost, the ghost will reappear through the Black Umbrellaâs Ghost Domain.
The reflections in the puddle reveal everything.
Yang Jian had yet to decode this information.
But he didnât continue to think alone; instead, he returned to the ground and told Feng Quan and Huang Ziya the information he just acquired, letting them know the situation.
âSo thatâs how it is, in this case, things have gotten complicated.â Feng Quan also fell into thought.
Originally, it seemed like a relatively ordinary supernatural event, but who knew the reality would be like this. Thankfully, they hadnât rashly entered that rainy Ghost Domain; otherwise, they might have faced unknown dangers by now.
Indeed, no supernatural event should be underestimated. A slight mistake could really lead to problems.
âSo what do we do now?â Huang Ziya asked.
They had been standing here pondering for quite a while now, and they still hadnât taken any real action.
If they canât think of a solution, continuing to idle is meaningless; itâd be better to go home and sleep.
âHonestly, I canât think of a good method for now. The black umbrella and the ghost have formed an unsolvable loop, unless we can lure the ghost onto the supernatural bus and use the bus to suppress the fierce ghost and the umbrella; otherwise, itâs challenging to deal with. I really donât know why the ghost got this supernatural Black Umbrella.â
Feng Quan shook his head.
A ghost using supernatural objects is inherently dangerous, let alone an object that can cooperate with the ghost.
âMight as well consider the mission a failure and go back; donât waste Daddy Xiongâs time.â Xiong Wenwen frowned.
Yang Jian said, âThere is a method, using forceful means, to deal with the ghost directly first.â
He considered trying with the Firewood Knife.
Trigger the medium, directly dismember the ghost, and while the ghost is temporarily suppressed, deal with the Black Umbrella.
ButâŠ
Yang Jian wasnât aware of the ghostâs killing method and pattern; there are still some unspecified dangers.
However, no paranormal event is without risk.
He felt he had some grasp on it and was ready to act.
âI plan to act in a while, but before that, itâs best to take some protective measures. The rain in that area is peculiar; itâs best not to be soaked, so we need raincoats or umbrellas,â Yang Jian said.
Feng Quan replied, âOrdinary raincoats and umbrellas certainly wonât work. We need golden ones. Thereâs some gold in the car that can be made into raincoats or umbrellas, but I donât have that skill.â
âI can make them.â Yang Jian returned to the car.
He found some spare gold and made several umbrellas.
The method was straightforward; using the Ghost Domain to transfer wood from nearby trees for the umbrellaâs frame, he then attached a thin sheet of gold to it.
Yang Jianâs craftsmanship was impressive, like a master umbrella maker, sturdy and beautiful.
Four gold umbrellas were completed in just a few minutes.
Feng Quan and Huang Ziya looked at Yang Jian strangely.
âWho would have thought, Xiao Yang, youâre a master craftsman,â Xiong Wenwen widened his eyes, looking incredulous.
âSupernatural powers paired with manual crafting is indeed convenient.â
Feng Quan observed, realizing that the process of making the umbrellas involved Yang Jianâs use of the Ghost Domain and Ghost Shadow powers, making it more convenient than any tool and easy to create objects.
âStop praising and wasting time; itâs time to move,â Yang Jian distributed the umbrellas to them and immediately started acting.
The umbrellas were large, perfectly covering an individualâs figure, preventing rain from splashing on them.
They reappeared in the rain-covered village, back on the village road they had visited earlier.
The village hadnât changed, but under the rainâs cover, it felt exceptionally cold, with a white Ghost Candle half-consumed on the road.
The candle has not burned out; it must have been extinguished by the rain.
This is a normal phenomenon.
Although the Ghost Candle possesses very special supernatural effects, it is still just a candle. It can be blown out, can be extinguished, and is not impossible to put out once lit.
âThe ghost is no longer here,â Huang Ziya said.
Yang Jian frowned. This was his first time entering this rainy area. Although he was holding an umbrella, everything around him appeared twisted and shattered in his Ghost Domain vision.
The rain infused with supernatural interference, distorting the view.
âLight the Ghost Candle again to lure the ghost out. Thereâs no need to slowly seek out that ghostly entity,â Yang Jian said.
Holding an umbrella, Feng Quan walked over and immediately lit the remaining small piece of Ghost Candle on the ground.
The eerie black flame flickered again.
The white Ghost Candle once again displayed its strange effects, attracting nearby ghosts.
However, the candle was placed in a wide-open area, with no obstructions nearby, so if the ghost appeared, it would be quickly noticed.
The situation was exactly as anticipated.
Soon.
At the village road entrance not far away, a black umbrella that seemed out of place with its surroundings appeared.
An eerie figure holding that black umbrella slowly walked over.
The ghost was the same as before, unchanged, covered head-to-toe in black gauze, making its appearance indistinct, only a humanoid outline could be discerned. From under that gauze, a scarred hand stretched out, grasping tightly onto the old wooden umbrella.
The umbrella was black from top to bottomâblack paper, black ribsâgiving off an unmistakable ominous presence no matter how it was viewed.
âCame really quick,â Feng Quan flicked a cigarette out with a snap of his fingers.
âIâll move first, watch the surroundings. Xiong Wenwen, be ready. If anything unusual happens, make a premonition immediately and inform me,â Yang Jian was unafraid as he too walked over, umbrella in hand.
Light rain sparsely fell.
Dropping onto Yang Jianâs gold umbrella and creating a crackling sound.
He held a cracked long spear, intending to confront the fierce ghost face-to-face, unconcerned about triggering the ghostâs lethal pattern.
Even if the ghost targets him, killing him now would be quite challenging.
The closer he got to the fierce ghost wielding the black umbrella, the stronger Yang Jianâs sense of unease became, familiar and akin to facing the old manâs corpse in the old mansion earlier.
Though the danger wasnât imminent, a premonition was already alerting him about the supernatural.
The white Ghost Candle continued to burn under the rain, not yet extinguished.
The ghost walked towards the white Ghost Candle, while Yang Jian walked towards the ghost.
The black umbrella and the gold umbrella approached each other, the Ghost Candle serving as a boundary.
However, upon reaching a certain proximity.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian halted his steps, taking action first.
He hurled the cracked long spear with astonishing speed, piercing the fierce ghostâs body and nailing it firmly to the ground almost instantaneously.
The ghost stopped moving.
The coffin nailâs suppression was established.
Its scarred hand drooped powerlessly, the black umbrella fell to the ground but didnât leave the grip.
Just as predicted, Yang Jianâs attack executed smoothly.
But this was only the beginning of the supernatural incident.
Because.
The sky continued to rain, and everything around was still shrouded in cold rainwater, the air thick with the strong smell of stench and rot.
Though the ghost was nailed to the ground with the coffin nail, it seemed the situation wasnât resolved.
âYou all need to pay attention to the surroundings, the transformation is about to start,â Xiong Wenwen said nervously.
As his words fell.
In the village streets, at windows, on the roads, eerie figures abruptly appeared one after another, numerous and frighteningly dense. Every one of them held a black umbrella, precisely resembling the fierce ghost just nailed down.
In an instant.
The silent village suddenly became lively.
âThe premonition was indeed accurate, but witnessing this scene remains unbelievable. The coffin nailâs restriction clearly succeeded, yet the ghost grew fiercer, very abnormal,â Feng Quan said with a solemn expression, readying himself for defense.
Yang Jian, seeing this, immediately seized the opportunity, approached the nailed fierce ghost, and directly grasped onto the cracked long spear, triggering the medium.
Soon.
A fierce ghost holding a black umbrella medium appeared before him.
In such circumstances, the only way to deal with all the ghosts appearing nearby at once was the Firewood Knife.
Without hesitation, Yang Jian wielding the cracked long spear sliced through the air.
The fierce ghostâs head received a strike.
Immediately, the nailed fierce ghostâs neck snapped, a Dead Manâs Head fell, wrapped in black gauze, obscuring its appearance.
However, an unbelievable situation arose.
Only this fierce ghostâs head was chopped off, while the other fierce ghosts holding black umbrellas in the village remained unaffected.
âHow can this be?â Yang Jianâs eyes slightly moved, observing his surroundings.
Calm, eerie, no response at all.
For the first time, the curse of the Firewood Knife faced a peculiar situation. Although the curse erupted, indeed dismembering a fierce ghost, its dismembering ability failed to affect other ghosts.
Such an occurrence suggests only two possibilities.
Every ghost is an individual entity, existing separately without entanglement, so Yang Jianâs strike could only dismember one ghost.
Thereâs another possibility, a stronger curse blocked the Firewood Knifeâs medium association, severing the link.
No matter the circumstance, the current situation exceeded prior expectations.
Xiong Wenwenâs premonition did not include this scene.
Because he was unable to foresee the outcome of the Firewood Knife; the supernatural item is too powerful, severely interfering with his premonitions.
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