With Huang Ziya's help, Yang Jian's consciousness returned without incident. Though it had been dangerous, he had at least survived.
The two returned to Ping An Hotel.
This was Yang Jian's room.
Although he had been away for some time, no one had touched anything in the room. All the important things he had left behind were still there.
For example, Gao Zhiqiang's ghost, the pair of red embroidered shoes in the box, and several rarely used white ghost candles.
"Wait here."
Yang Jian placed Huang Ziya on the sofa, then walked into the room.
From beginning to end, he had not withdrawn the fourth layer of his Ghost Domain. He maintained it as before because he was unsure whether that attack would happen again. Although the fourth layer of the Ghost Domain could not block that terrifying attack, it could at least prevent others from observing them. If the person who had attacked him was truly some Ghost Tamer, then the Ghost Domain was still useful.
Moreover, he could now use the power of ghosts for a long time without worrying about the risk of ghostly revival.
The cursed music-box chime still echoed in his mind.
Seeing Yang Jian leave temporarily, Huang Ziya immediately frowned. She saw her thick black hair beginning to grow rapidly again, and the danger of ghostly revival appeared on her body once more.
As expected.
Once Yang Jian's suppression was gone, her body was immediately about to be devoured by the ghost.
This process was already irreversible unless Yang Jian remained by her side at all times.
"Looks like the situation is even worse than I imagined." Yang Jian soon came back out. He still had only half a head, and his somewhat stiff body gave off a cold, sinister aura.
However, Huang Ziya