The Scene Froze

Yang Jian was now certain that the ghost had been following Zhang Wei from the very beginning.

Where he appears, ghosts will appear.

Yang Jian had already seen it on the way there; he was even certain that the ghost was sitting inside the carriage.

Now, Yang Jian and Zhang Wei entered the villa.

If I'm not mistaken, that ghost should have followed us in.

However, this ghost is invisible to the naked eye; it can only be seen with the help of a mirror, and of course, other reflective objects can also be seen.

"You need to understand that there's a ghost following you right now. Although it's not a threat to you for the time being, it's quite dangerous if it keeps following you," Yang Jian said seriously. "After all, I can't be sure that ghost will stay like this forever."

"Once that ghost's state changes, it might become extremely terrifying."

Ghosts are not always in one state; some ghosts are constantly changing. Sometimes they are harmless, and sometimes they are terrifying.

"Everything at home looks normal. Could it be that you're mistaken, Brother Leg?" Zhang Wei looked at the mirror in front of him, feeling a little hot to the touch.

He didn't dare to answer it.

"So if you're not sure, it's best to see for yourself. That way, you can be prepared for the future," Yang Jian.

Zhang Wei looked at the empty living room.

No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything ghostly, but Yang Jian's words forced him to believe a fact.

"Then let's take a look." Zhang Wei picked up the makeup mirror and looked at his face.

"Hey, no, there aren't any ghosts at all."

He immediately put it down.

Yang Jian, "Try turning around and see. Who says a ghost has to be standing behind you?"

"Just one turn it is fine." Zhang Wei hesitated for a moment, then picked up the mirror again and looked at himself. Then he rotated the mirror left and right, reflecting the surroundings of his home.

"Still nothing. It's not in the dining room at the back, not in the study over there, and not even in the kitchen."

But when his mirror turned to the sofa next to him, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his heart stopped for a moment.

A person was standing behind the sofa.

The person was wearing somewhat dirty work clothes, his body was stiff, his face was deathly pale, and his eyes were numb and empty. When Zhang Wei looked at it in the mirror, the thing turned its head slightly and saw Zhang Wei as well.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Wei was so frightened that he convulsed, and the makeup mirror in his hand was thrown away, falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.

"You saw it? Where's that ghost?" Yang Jian remained calm, sitting unmoved beside him.

"Hey, he's standing behind the sofa," Zhang Wei said, pointing tremblingly to a separate sofa next to him.

Yang Jian glanced around; the place was deserted.

This is normal.

That ghost can only be seen through glass; it cannot be seen with the naked eye, not even by its Ghost Eye. It is a ghost that exists within a mirror and cannot interfere with reality at present.

"See, I guessed right, it followed us. It's been by your side ever since the class reunion," Yang Jian.

"Then... what do we do now?" Zhang Wei asked.

Yang Jian, "We need to find the source first. There's a reason why this ghost in the mirror is following you, but I don't know the reason. That's why I have to come to your house. The first supernatural event you encountered was at your house, so I guess the source might be here. Think about it, has anything unusual happened at home?"

"Based on my experience, the chances of a ghost appearing in your house out of thin air are slim, but of course, we can't rule out the possibility."

"I was so scared I almost peed a few drops, let me calm down first," Zhang Wei said.

Yang Jian, "Then calm down first. Don't be too scared. It's been following you for at least a week or so. I have to say you're lucky. That ghost hasn't found a chance to make a move. Of course, this is also related to your living environment."

This upscale residential area has a very low population density.

The villas are far apart from each other.

Under these circumstances, the ghost has very few opportunities to make a move.

However, starting from the class reunion, Shangguan Yun was attacked, and Zhang Yuan, one of Liu's staff members, was attacked. These two incidents show that once in a relatively crowded environment, the ghost's chances of succeeding are quite high.

"Um?"

Suddenly, at that moment, Yang Jian raised his head and looked towards the second floor.

"Wasn't the villa sealed off? There should only be the two of us here. I think I heard some noises coming from upstairs just now."

"No way, is something really that terrifying?" Zhang Wei shuddered again.

Shh! Don't talk, listen carefully.

The two remained silent.

Really.

There was some noise coming from the second floor, but it wasn't loud, and I couldn't make out what it was.

It sounded like someone was speaking, yet also like the sound of someone struggling in pain.

"There was indeed some movement. Let's go check it out," Yang Jian.

"Go up there to see this? Curiosity can kill you. Let's call the police. Or should I set this haunted house on fire and see if I can burn all the ghosts to death?" Zhang Wei said, showing no concern whatsoever for his multi-million dollar villa.

Yang Jian, "It's best not to act rashly without understanding the situation. I'll go up and check it out. If there are other ghosts, we'll leave immediately. Also, ghosts can't be burned to death, so don't do anything foolish."

He now has some confidence when dealing with vengeful ghosts.

This extended the time it took for the vengeful spirits to revive, allowed me to control two of them, and gave me several more experiences dealing with vengeful spirits.

Some paranormal events are no longer so frightening.

"I'll go with you," Zhang Wei said.

"That's fine too. It's definitely safer for you to come with me, after all, there are ghosts on this floor of your house." Yang Jian didn't refuse.

The two quickly went upstairs, followed the sound, and finally stopped at the door of a room.

The noise was coming from inside the room.

"Go to hell, what the hell are you doing here, Brother Leg? Get the hell out of here!"

Before Yang Jian could investigate, Zhang Wei suddenly jumped up and kicked open the door.

Inside the house.

The curtains were drawn, making it somewhat dim.

However, it was still possible to see a middle-aged man crawling naked on the floor of the room, with a mature woman of about thirty-five or thirty-six sitting on top of him, holding a leather whip.

The two people inside were startled when the door was kicked open and immediately turned around to look.

Immediately, the four people stared at each other.

The scene froze for a moment.

"Dad? Aunt Huang, what are you doing?" After a long while, Zhang Wei finally opened his eyes wide and asked.

"It seems I've stumbled upon something extraordinary." Yang Jian turned his head away, unable to bear looking at it.