The Chinese restaurant was exquisitely decorated, stylish, and quiet, making it perfect for diners who liked to eat in peace.
Yet in a place like this hung an inconspicuous oil lamp.
It was no ordinary oil lamp. It was a Corpse Oil Lamp.
Because there was only one of them, no one paid it any attention. The strange smell it gave off while burning was also extremely faint. Ordinary people would almost never be able to smell it here; only people like Yang Jian, who had dealt with supernatural events for years, would be highly sensitive to such a scent.
No, it could not be called sensitivity. It was more like familiarity.
Smelling a familiar scent in an unreasonable place naturally caught Yang Jian's attention immediately.
But at that moment, Yang Jian's gaze fell on the food the customers were eating.
"The food is fine, and the diners are fine. Then the problem lies with the owner of this restaurant."
After observing for a while, Yang Jian had basically identified the issue here.
This restaurant concealed secrets he did not know about. Moreover, under the Ghost Eye's scrutiny, his vision became distorted in certain places. Beneath that distortion, every image blurred beyond recognition. He only knew that the area was being interfered with by supernatural power, obstructing the Ghost Eye's surveillance.
"Supernatural interference again. But this level of interference cannot stop me from looking."
Yang Jian remained expressionless. This time, he did not intend to give up so easily. He opened his Ghost Eye again and directly released his Ghost Domain, starting with the fourth layer.
A Ghost Domain of this level could already ignore most supernatural interference.
As red light enveloped the restaurant, the places previously obscured by supernatural interference revealed themselves.
He saw a dim, quiet basement.
Inside