The white cloth stretched out in all directions, like a canopy covering the sky. In the center of the white cloth was a human face imprint, with a rich variety of expressions.
This cloth is Huang Jingxing's true form. He has abandoned his human body and is a completely alienated Ghost Tamer. The corpse wrapped in the white cloth is just a clothes hanger he uses to walk on.
No one knows what he did, but the faint sound of a heartbeat in the air soon moved to the white sheet.
The white cloth trembled slightly like a heartbeat, gradually shrinking back to its original size before falling back onto the corpse, wrapping it once more like a mummy.
Hu Jiu, with his sharp eyes, noticed that the white cloth, or rather the Shroud, not only carried Huang Jingxing's consciousness but was also filled with all sorts of curses. The eerie heartbeat from earlier had now become part of it, essentially meaning he was controlling another ghost.
The Headquarters is indeed full of hidden talents.
But thinking about it, it's normal; everyone has a few skills, right?
The other Ghost Tamers on the ship probably each have their own backup plans.
Huang Jingxing, now back in human form, feigned weakness. "I just forcibly controlled that Fierce Ghost, and I'm in very poor condition. I might not be able to contribute much afterward, so I need to go back and rest immediately."
His reasons were very convincing, although some people doubted whether his condition was really that bad.
Besides Huang Jingxing, six other Ghost Tamers were also affected by the ghost heartbeat just now, including Yuan Hongfei and Zhang Yuwei, all of whom said that they had temporarily lost their fighting ability.
Looking at the overwhelming Ash Urns in the distance, even the usually assertive and capable Zhang Yuwei fell silent and retreated. What else could Fu Youhua say?
"Reinforcements are arriving soon, everyone hold on for now," he instructed the remaining uninjured Ghost Tamers.
The remaining people looked at each other, unsure how to hold on in this situation.
I should have just clutched my chest and collapsed.
Why?
Were any of those people who just collapsed faking it?
The previously united morale was shattered, and the few Ghost Tamer were still in good condition were mainly focused on self-preservation. Fortunately, no particularly troublesome Fierce Ghost appeared in the following period of time.
"Thank you so much for earlier," Bai Yang said to Jin Guidong.
"You're welcome." Jin Guidong picked up the Buddhist Bell, intending to return to the Shichuan by opening the Ghost Domain, but was stopped by someone.
"Is there anything else?" Jin Guidong asked.
"This Buddhist Bell is very powerful. Is there any way to make it play a greater role?" The person who said this was Shi Hu, and his intention was very clear.
Jin Guidong paused for a moment, then explained the side effects of the Buddhist Bell.
Shi Hu frowned. "Could we have some ordinary people act as cannon fodder and strike the Buddhist Bell?"
Jin Guidong shook his head heavily. "It's possible, but I don't recommend it. People forced to ring the bell will inevitably harbor resentment, and if they deliberately slow down the ringing by a few seconds, it could have disastrous consequences."
This kind of thing had happened Shichuan. Jin Guidong had already witnessed firsthand the price of forcing others to their deaths. People with families might be hesitant to act for fear of being manipulated, while those without family ties...
Hehe.
Without saying another word, Jin Guidong quickly disappeared, carrying the clock.
The remaining five Ghost Tamer on the deck—actually four —Ghost Tamer were slacking off and fishing.
"Luckily, the candle flame wasn't extinguished so easily, otherwise we'd probably be completely cold by now."
"Although this operation was very risky, the rewards were equally great!"
"If every Ash Urn contained a ghost, whether for trading or research, it would be incredibly profitable."
As Hu Jiu listened to their casual conversation, he casually picked up an Ash Urn. Under his gaze, the trembling, bluish-green candle flame stabilized, and a scratching sound came from inside the Ash Urn.
With the candle still burning, the Ash Urn was difficult to open. Hu Jiu drew a circle on the Ash Urn with his finger, pressed it gently, and a hole appeared.
Nothing happened.
The Ash Urn continued to make scratching sounds, but no Fierce Ghost emerged.
Hu Jiu reached his hand into the hole, but it was empty; there was nothing there.
That's really strange.
Hu Jiu thought for two seconds, then gently blew out the candle flame.
Almost at the same moment the candle went out, the Ash Urn suddenly erupted, a terrifying Supernatural aura spreading outwards. Accompanied by the cracking sound of the urn shattering, a resurrected Fierce Ghost was about to break free!
Under Hu Jiu's watchful gaze, the extinguished candles were relit, but unfortunately, they couldn't stop the Fierce Ghost's restlessness.
With lightning speed, he stuffed the Ash Urn into the Golden Container. The others on the ship seemed to have heard the commotion and asked, "What happened?"
"A ghost almost escaped, but luckily I managed to trap it," Hu Jiu replied nonchalantly.
He then walked in another direction, to a blind spot in the surveillance camera's view, randomly selected Ash Urn, and repeated his previous actions.
All ten random samples yielded the same result.
"Something's wrong!" Bai Yang suddenly exclaimed.
The Ash Urn with its special engravings reappeared, and when it floated over, the candle on it had already gone out, and the lid was slightly ajar.
"It seems the ghosts inside have already escaped, everyone stay alert!" Shi Hu said nervously.
If a ghost were to jump out of the Ash Urn, the Ghost Tamer wouldn't have too much of a psychological burden. But now the situation is unclear, and the unknown is the real source of fear.
Everyone became extremely vigilant.
Only three people were truly on high alert.
Three minutes later.
"It seems there was no attack." Bai Yang steeled himself and checked the unusual Ash Urn; it was empty.
There was a slight movement in the air, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a little.
"What's going on? Was there nothing inside to begin with?" Shi Hu looked quite anxious. What if another invisible Fierce Ghost came out... the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I didn't see anything either," another Ghost Tamer said cautiously.
Just then, Fu Youhua's anxious voice suddenly came through the earpiece used for communication. "There's something behind you!"
"Jiang Lian, watch out! It's right behind you!"
The Ghost Tamer, known as Jiang Lian, felt his hair stand on end instantly. He hurriedly turned around, and a mouth sprouted from his palm, which he quickly slapped behind him.
He only felt something flash before his eyes, then it vanished immediately.
Jiang Lian broke out in a cold sweat, forcing herself to remain calm. Her hand, revealing her gleaming white teeth, slammed shut. "Minister, where is it? Can you see it? I didn't see anything!"
The ship has many cameras that can transmit all the recorded footage back to the monitoring room. At this moment, Fu Youhua stared intently at the screen. "It has disappeared. There is no trace of it yet."