Although Yang Jian had many things he wanted to know, Feng Quan seemed quite willing to patiently explain them to him.
Verbal communication was the best way to resolve misunderstandings.
After all, they had indeed tried to kill each other before. If they wanted to survive in this village—or even leave it—the resentment between them had to be cleared away.
Otherwise, it would be detrimental to their cooperation going forward.
Zhang Han's reminder made both of them immediately look outside.
The sky outside was beginning to darken again. Although it was not darkening as quickly as before, in less than ten minutes, the village would once again be swallowed by the blackness of night.
"The ghost is coming. It won't give up this opportunity. As long as I appear, it will definitely appear too. That was how it was before. It is deeply obsessed with this coffin." A trace of gravity appeared on Feng Quan's cold, rigid face.
"The reason I made the entire mourning hall disappear before was so it couldn't take the ghost coffin."
Yang Jian said, "Then why not just keep hiding? Why show yourself again?"
"Hiding is useless. The coffin, the village, me, and that ghost are all closely connected. Through this ghost coffin, we have reached a delicate balance. As long as that balance remains, there will be no problem. But because of the ghost you released, the balance has been broken. I was forced to reveal myself."
"Now, I have no way out either. I either contain this ghost, or die here with the two of you," Feng Quan said.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had been forced out by the Headless Ghost Shadow?
That was right.
The Headless Ghost Shadow possessing the old woman could even enter the Ghost Domain. Finding