At last, dawn broke.
Yang Jian had not slept for half the night, merely sitting idly in the mourning hall.
He was not particularly sleepy, but after remaining constantly tense for so long and staring at the coffin before him, even a man of iron would not have been able to endure it.
Fortunately, he was not entirely human anymore.
So Yang Jian did not choose to rest.
Besides, no matter how exhausted he was at a time like this, he had to endure it.
"This coffin did not move all night, and I was not attacked by any vicious ghost while I stayed here. It seems my earlier guess was correct." Yang Jian's eyes were bloodshot. Even without opening his Ghost Eye, both his eyes were about to turn into ghost eyes.
Having gambled with his life last night, he could now confirm that the ghost was directly connected to this coffin.
And it was not just one ghost. Both ghosts in the village were related to the coffin.
There was only one question he had yet to resolve.
Why had the ghost codenamed Plague Ghost deliberately lured all the Ghost Tamers out and gathered them together last night?
What was its purpose?
"There is still too little information. I can't deduce anything useful from it. But since I've confirmed that the real ghost is inside the coffin, I can try to contain it." He glanced at the body bag beside him.
The thing he had bought for twenty million should not disappoint him.
He had not acted before because he had not been certain whether there truly was a ghost inside the coffin.
What if he got it wrong and the ghost was still outside? Wouldn't that be courting death?
With that thought, Yang Jian stood up and