Extinguishing the Candle and Leaving

"Fortunately, this ghost rope isn't too dangerous, perhaps because it has only recently been revived. If what's hanging on it isn't a corpse, but a ghost, the danger would probably be several levels higher."

"However, thankfully it was a close call."

Looking at the ghost rope that had been put into the bag.

The impact of Wang Yue's death on the resurrection of a vengeful ghost has been temporarily resolved, preventing the effects of this paranormal event from escalating further.

Otherwise, if this ghost rope were to wander around Dachang City, it would cause a major incident.

Just now

Yang Jian looked at the gradually darkening surroundings, he immediately frowned and became alert.

"The Door-Knocking Ghost is here, but there's no need to fight it to the death. I've already achieved my goal."

He immediately turned and left, walking towards Tong Qian's direction.

Tong Qian held the ghost candle in her hand. Its eerie light became the only ray of light in this dark city. The surrounding darkness had completely enveloped them. Once they left the range of this candlelight, the outside world would be pitch black, and any light would be swallowed up.

Even if someone turned on a flashlight, the light could only spread to a few meters or so, unable to illuminate the gradually encroaching darkness.

"Give me the ghost candle. Let the survivors gather around. We should go," Yang Jian said, taking the ghost candle.

Tong Qian nodded and gathered the remaining survivors together.

"Get everyone inside the candlelight; I'm about to blow it out," Yang Jian.

"There seem to be other people around." Tong Qian looked at the empty road with some suspicion.

In the darkness in the distance, she heard footsteps approaching, as if someone was getting closer.

"They're not human, they're Ghost Slave, and there are quite a few of them." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

She couldn't see clearly, but she could see it very clearly herself.

On the dark road, pale-faced people with lifeless eyes, resembling corpses, were slowly approaching this place, moving through the darkness.

A quick glance revealed at least dozens of people, a diverse group of all kinds.

Yang Jian even saw some old classmates, such as Qian Wanhao, Duan Peng, and Zheng Fei. However, they were no longer human; they had all become Ghost Slave, driven by the Door-Knocking Ghost.

Moreover, as darkness drew closer, the number of Ghost Slave he saw increased.

It's estimated that there are already over a hundred people.

"Just how many people does this old ghost control? Does it intend to turn everyone it kills into its Ghost Slave?" Yang Jian felt a chill.

That would be terrifying.

"Yang Jian, alright, almost everyone's here, just these few left. A few got separated earlier," Tong Qian said.

Yang Jian glanced around and saw that only a dozen or so survivors remained.

The ghost rope just revived, scaring away many people.

After they escaped Yang Jian and the others' sight, they became lost within the Ghost Domain. Yang Jian didn't have time to search for them one by one.

"Then get ready. I'll blow out the ghost candle and take you away from here. At that moment, you'll be attacked by vengeful ghosts, so you'd better pray for your own good fortune. If you're unlucky enough to be left behind, you can only blame your bad luck."

Yang Jian looked at the trembling survivors gathered in the candlelight and said coldly.

Inside the ghost candle, his own vengeful ghost power was also suppressed, so he had to blow out the ghost candle to unleash his Ghost Domain and then leave this place.

Upon hearing this...

The remaining survivors grew increasingly terrified.

"It's here." At this moment Tong Qian suddenly realized something and looked in one direction.

Suddenly, an old face covered in lividity and wrinkles emerged from the darkness, its reflection shimmering in the eerie candlelight. Its lifeless, empty eyes held no emotion, making it seem as if a corpse had appeared out of nowhere, sending chills down one's spine even at close range.

Ah~!

Survivors let out desperate screams.

But Yang Jian remained unmoved.

The candlelight merely illuminated the Door-Knocking Ghost; it still didn't step into the area enveloped by the candlelight.

However, as the Door-Knocking Ghost approached, the ghost candle burned much faster.

From the beginning until now, the ghost candle has burned down to a full third of its original size.

This made Yang Jian feel somewhat regretful.

However, most of the ghost candles that burned out weren't because of the Door-Knocking Ghost, but because of the ghost under the street lamp.

"We'll meet again someday." Yang Jian stared solemnly at the old man in the black robe outside the candlelight.

Actually, the person around wasn't this old man.

In reality, they were surrounded by ghosts from all directions, with countless pale faces facing this way, a surging mass of heads, but others simply couldn't see it.

Once the ghost candle goes out, the ghosts will swarm and tear everyone to shreds.

"Whew!"

Yang Jian suddenly blew out a breath, and the ghost candle in his hand instantly went out.

The eerie candlelight vanished.

Everything around was shrouded in darkness.

"Tap tap~!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from all directions.

Pale white hands reached out from the darkness, grabbing at the nearest survivors.

Even the old man, with stiff steps, approached again.

And at this moment.

A ray of red light pierced through the oppressive darkness, as thick as ink.

A red light emanated from Yang Jian's body, quickly spreading and covering the surroundings.

The next moment.

A flash of red light, and then it disappeared into the darkness.

Also missing were Yang Jian, Tong Qian, the remaining survivors, and a car parked nearby.

Darkness completely enveloped this place.

But several pitiful cries could be clearly heard echoing in the darkness.

Terror, helplessness, despair, collapse.

Some people left, but others were forcibly kept by the ghosts in this Ghost Domain.

There is a few seconds' interval between blowing out the ghost candle and opening the Ghost Domain.

Even during this brief respite, more survivors perished.

At this very moment.

On an empty street.

A red light flashed.

Yang Jian and the others appeared out of thin air on the road, and everything around them seemed to be the same as before.

The only change is that the eeriness and coldness have lessened; streetlights have come on, and starlight and moonlight can be seen in the sky, which is no longer dim and pitch black.

"Where is this?" Tong Qian was taken aback.

"It's still Dachang City, just outside the Ghost Domain."

Yang Jian, "I've completed this mission. The remaining cleanup is up to you, detective. The rest is not within my purview."

After looking around and confirming that everything was alright, he opened the car door, put away the ghost candle and ghost rope, and then started the car to leave.

"Wait, you're just leaving like this?"

Yang Jian, "What else did you think? It's already past eight o'clock. I need to go back to sleep. They have to go to work tomorrow. They're all very busy, okay?"

Tong Qian's expression changed, then she asked, "How can I contact you if I need anything?"

"Don't contact me if you need something, and don't contact me even if you don't need anything."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "Go back to the city under your jurisdiction. Don't come to Dachang City. The situation here is too complicated for you to handle. And I advise you to quickly control the second ghost to prolong the resurrection of the vengeful spirit, and don't get involved in meaningless supernatural events."

"I admit you are very responsible and loving, but I see no hope in you, only despair, because you won't live long. A person who won't live long has no hope. You think I'm selfish, but in this world, selfless people don't live long. Everyone has only one life, and I think the life of Ghost Tamer is more valuable than the life of an ordinary person. You decide what to do. That's all I have to say."

His suggestion was a well-intentioned reminder.

I simply didn't want to see someone like Zhou Zheng, who died in a paranormal event because of his dedication to his duty.

This is a very tragic thing.

After saying that, he stepped on the gas and drove off.

Tong Qian watched Yang Jian leave, lost in thought.

Then I looked at the survivors.

There are fewer than ten left.

Clearly, several more died when they left.

Faced with such supernatural events, ordinary people have no choice but to die, with no room for resistance.

If Yang Jian hadn't brought them out, even Tong Qian herself would have died.

After a moment of contemplation.

Tong Qian snapped out of her daze, took out her satellite-guided phone, and dialed a number. "Mission failed. I'm sorry, the Ghost Knocking incident in Dachang City cannot be resolved. Moreover, I used too much of the vengeful ghost's power, and it's not far from the ghost's resurgence. I would like to apply for a plan to control a second ghost; I should be qualified."