Ghost Candle Flame

Tong Qian was prepared to fight to the death.

She knew she was unlikely to escape, and her only thought was to buy some time for the survivors, hoping they might be lucky enough to receive rescue.

However, Yang Jian's sudden appearance surprised her.

"Are you... Detective Yang Jian, the one with the Ghost Eye?" Tong Qian looked at the man in the corner holding a candle, with a hideous Ghost Eye protruding from his forehead.

"You've seen my file?" Yang Jian wasn't surprised.

Criminal police files are shared, and each criminal police officer has the right to access the files of other criminal police officers. The purpose is to understand each other and to check and balance each other.

Tong Qian said, "I saw the files of several Ghost Tamer in Dachang City on my way here, including yours, because you are the only Ghost Tamer who survived the Ghost Knocking incident so far. Are you here to provide support?"

"I'm not exactly here to provide support. Someone agreed to my terms and let me come here to rescue people. I think that stupid detective who rushed into the Ghost Domain must be you."

Yang Jian, "I saw what happened before. I didn't want to show myself and let you all die in the Ghost Domain. That way, I could report back to Zhao Jianguo, and I believe no one would be able to find out that I didn't help you. But your behavior just now seems familiar. I think it would be better if I helped you out."

Tong Qian's selfless act of saving lives reminded him of Zhou Zheng.

Only then did Yang Jian agree to show up and help her.

"How could you do this?" Tong Qian said, somewhat annoyed.

Why can't I do this?

Yang Jian said calmly, while holding a candle and walking step by step. "Supernatural events cannot be solved by one person acting like a hero. Anyone who gets involved will die, including me. I can guarantee that I will not harm anyone, but I cannot guarantee that I will save anyone. I admit that your actions just now were very noble and great. You are a heroine."

"But what happens after that?"

"You will die, they will die, and there will be another female ghost here. This is the worst-case scenario."

"Solving paranormal events is inherently a dangerous undertaking, and becoming a criminal investigator requires being prepared to sacrifice oneself at any time," Tong Qian said.

Yang Jian, "It's no use telling me this; you have to talk to it."

He pointed to the old man knocking on the door.

"Thump, thump thump~!"

The knocking continued, and the survivors continued to die.

At this rate, everyone here will die very soon, including Tong Qian.

If a group of people are facing Ghost Knocking, there is a random element involved; one person will be randomly chosen to die, but the chance of the Ghost Tamer being chosen is very low.

"Alright, stop talking. Quickly save them! If this continues, everyone else will die. Let's talk outside of here," Tong Qian said, her face filled with panic.

"Saving people isn't about charming others; it's about connections. Watch closely and learn how I do it," Yang Jian said as he strode over.

Tong Qian's face darkened.

This guy actually said he sells smiles.

However, Yang Jian's words left her somewhat confused.

Relation?

What does this mean?

"Grandpa, we're all on the same side, stop knocking, give me some face and let these people go." Yang Jian, holding the ghost candle in his hand, walked to the glass door and said.

The will-o'-the-wisp on the candle emitted an emerald green light.

It covers an area of about three meters around it.

As the candlelight drew closer to the old man, his stiff, withered hand stopped knocking again, and his stiff body slowly retreated.

The ghost was driven back by the candlelight.

"This works?"

Tong Qian's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

Is this ghost Yang Jian's deceased grandfather? Did they really manage to get rid of the ghost and stop harming them through connections?

No, that's not right.

It's that candle.

Tong Qian's gaze lingered on the scarlet candle.

The eerie candlelight flickered in the darkness, as if reflecting the shadows of countless evil spirits.

"Professor Bruce Py's stuff is really effective; it even drove away the Door-Knocking Ghost. However, the candle is burning faster now." Yang Jian looked at the ghost candle in his hand.

Before, when I lit the ghost candle, it seemed like it would never burn out, and there was no sound at all, but now...

He saw the candle burning rapidly, and the closer it got to the old man, the faster it burned.

"One minute. I'm only giving you one minute to leave this place. This is my limit. How many people you can save is up to you." Yang Jian turned around and said, "The door is over there, in the place I appeared before. Many things in the Ghost Domain have been changed. What you see with your eyes may not be real."

"I see."

Seizing this safe period, Tong Qian immediately shouted, "Those who want to live, follow me! The exit is here!"

However, many of the survivors suffered mental breakdowns, and it's unknown how much of Tong Qian's words they will heed, or how many will follow her instructions.

But Yang Jian didn't care about any of this.

He looked at the old man standing outside the candlelight, in the shadows, his gaze solemn.

This is the second time I've seen this old man.

Seeing him again still sent chills down my spine, but I felt a deep hostility, even hatred, towards this ghost Yang Jian.

It killed too many of its classmates, and almost killed itself as well.

"How exactly can I lock you up, you old geezer?" Yang Jian muttered to himself.

"It's alright, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. With my Ghost Domain, as long as I stay vigilant, I won't die at your hands. Besides, you're a double-edged sword to me; I'll need you in the future."

"It's almost time, Grandpa, goodbye."

He glanced at his phone and saw that a minute and a half had passed.

That's considered overtime.

Without hesitation, he turned and left, holding the ghost candle.

Just as he turned to leave, the candlelight went out.

The old man came over again.

"Don't stay curled up here, get up and leave with me."

"Don't cry, it'll be too late if you don't leave now."

"What are you doing lying on the ground? Get up right now!"

Tong Qian was extremely anxious.

When terror struck, these city dwellers showed extremely poor mental fortitude. Some screamed in despair, others cowered in corners trembling, and still others collapsed to the ground, utterly terrified.

"Yang Jian, wait a little longer, wait a bit longer, there are still people who haven't caught up." She hurriedly called out when she saw Yang Jian raise the candle and prepare to leave.

"No problem, I'll go out and wait for you." Yang Jian readily agreed.

Tong Qian was both angry and anxious.

If you leave, they will lose their way again in the Ghost Domain and will surely die.

"Are you going to stay and keep them company?" Yang Jian asked again.

Tong Qian urged them several more times, and only two or three people managed to stand up, but there were still many people who couldn't be taken care of.

As the green candlelight receded into the distance, it seemed Yang Jian had no intention of lingering for the sake of these survivors.

Once he leaves, not only will the remaining survivors die here, but she too will perish.

"If you don't leave now, you're all going to die. You'd better watch out!" Tong Qian shouted angrily, then turned and left, quickly following after them with a few survivors.

Once the person leaves.

The candlelight faded into the distance.

Darkness descended once more, enveloping the area.

The knocking echoed through the store again. The crying and screaming gradually subsided and eventually disappeared completely, leaving behind a deathly silence.

Finally, the knocking stopped.

The old man shrouded in darkness outside the door also turned and slowly walked away.

However, the Ghost Domain still exists.