Seventh Middle School

"You are, Yang Jian?" Wang Bin looked at the person in front of him wearing the Ghost Tamer's uniform with some disbelief.

I never expected Yang Jian to suddenly appear at this time. Hadn't he disappeared for several days?

He even believed that Yang Jian was dead.

After all, his daughter's life was tied to his own.

Yang Jian turned around and said, "It's me, Uncle Wang. Where are you going with Wang Shanshan on your back?"

Wang Bin looked around, and only after the terrifying figures disappeared did he calm down. "Shanshan is gone. Her body has been at home for several days. I plan to come out and cremate it."

"Wang Shanshan is dead?" Yang Jian pondered.

Yes, he died once, and Wang Shanshan might have died with him, but he is still alive now, so logically Wang Shanshan should be able to come back to life too.

"Let me see."

Wang Bin nodded and put the corpse he was carrying down.

Yang Jian lifted the white sheet and saw Wang Shanshan's body. She was still the same as when she was alive, pale and bloodless, but there was no trace of the smell of decay on her body, and she showed no signs of decomposition.

She is now a very special person.

Yang Jian couldn't tell whether Wang Shanshan was his Ghost Slave or something else entirely.

Having been resurrected from the ghost mirror and completely controlling the headless ghost, the series of bizarre changes he brought about will have no known impact.

"She doesn't look like she's dead, more like she's in a coma." Yang Jian touched the back of her hand.

It was cool, but not stiff; the skin remained soft and elastic.

If Wang Shanshan died at the same time as him, her body wouldn't be like this seven days later.

"Really? My daughter might not be dead? Can you save Shanshan?" Wang Bin suddenly became excited.

Yang Jian pondered, "Although he's not dead, he's more like a living dead now, somewhere between life and death. He's a special being. But logically, he shouldn't be unconscious in this state, unless..."

As if recalling something, he looked at the half-eaten, still-moving corpse of the Ghost Infant on the ground.

"Unless what?" Wang Bin pressed.

Yang Jian, "She probably lacks a force that allows her to live, and that force may have disappeared as I changed."

The Ghost Slave and the ghosts derived from it share a common characteristic.

She survives by relying on the source ghost and its power. Yang Jian died once before, and the source disappeared, so Wang Shanshan died as well. However, she and the ghosts that were derived from her are not entirely the same. She is a living person, not a ghost. Even if the source disappeared, she still has her own life characteristics. Therefore, she should have just fainted.

Now, the power of this vengeful spirit must be reintroduced into her body to awaken her.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian grabbed her wrist directly.

The eye pattern on Wang Shanshan's wrist had faded to almost disappear; it was a mark left by the Ghost Eye.

The next moment, red light emanated from Yang Jian's hand.

When he released his hand, the eye pattern became clear again, emitting a faint red glow.

A portion of the vengeful spirit's power remained within Wang Shanshan's body.

Really.

Yang Jian's conjecture was correct.

In no time at all, Wang Shanshan, who had been dead, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

Ah~!

Wang Bin was startled by the sudden resurrection of the corpse.

"She's alive, don't worry," Yang Jian.

"Daughter, daughter, is it really you?" Wang Bin could hardly believe it; his daughter, who had been dead for seven days, had actually come back to life.

Wang Shanshan's eyes flickered slightly. She looked at Wang Bin and then at Yang Jian: "Weren't you dead?"

She seemed to be able to sense Yang Jian's condition.

Yang Jian, "You were dead, but you miraculously came back to life. How are you now?"

"It's the same as before, but also a little different," Wang Shanshan said.

"It's a feeling to be resurrected after death. It's good that you're alive. Go back with your dad and get some rest. Stay home for the next few days and don't go out. I need to go out and take care of this matter in Dachang City." Yang Jian stood up and said.

Wang Shanshan said, "That 'seven'."

"What seven?" Yang Jian asked suddenly as he was about to leave.

"When I died, I seemed to see something strange. I seemed to see a person, no, it should be a ghost. I know where that thing is," Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jian's face showed a hint of surprise; "You saw it?"

He didn't see anything, but Wang Shanshan actually did. What changes had occurred within her?

Wang Shanshan nodded; "The number seven you mentioned earlier refers to No. 7 Middle School. That ghost was at the entrance of No. 7 Middle School. I think I saw that thing standing there in a dream."

No. 7 Middle School?

That is, Dachang City Seventh Middle School, the school he, Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan and others attended before.

Yang Jian trembled slightly, then woke up with a start.

By the way, Zhou Zheng died at No. 7 Middle School, and the Ghost Infant was born there. It's very likely that the Ghost Infant considers that place its birthplace, which is why it has been lingering there ever since.

Emotionally, the message Ye Feng wanted to send before he died was meant to be the seventh one, but he didn't send the whole thing and only sent the seventh.

This surprised many people, who simply overlooked this important information.

"Are you going?" Wang Shanshan asked again.

"Your information is very useful, of course I'll go," Yang Jian.

Wang Shanshan said, "You might get eaten."

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Yang Jian, "If we don't go, everyone will be eaten. I have no choice. Besides, there's something very important hidden in No. 7 Middle School. I'll take care of the rest. You should get some rest."

I'm leaving.

Without further hesitation, he immediately controlled the Ghost Domain, forming a road of condensed red light that passed through the residential area, crossed the river, and shone directly into the city.

He simply took a step forward.

The next moment, Yang Jian disappeared from Guangjiang Residential Area, and when he reappeared, he was already near the No. 7 Middle School in the city center.

He didn't recklessly use the Ghost Domain to step directly into the territory of No. 7 Middle School, lest he fall into the territory of vengeful ghosts and be trapped in a deadly situation.

Caution and prudence must be maintained at all times.

"As expected, this place is very strange. The gloom is much denser than in other places, and my Ghost Domain is suppressed here." Yang Jian frowned.

In this environment where the gloom was as thick as ink, the red light around him was suppressing it.

He could have easily covered the entire area of the Seventh Middle School with his Ghost Domain, but now he has been suppressed to only about ten meters.

"Unless we continue to increase the number of Ghost Eye, a single Ghost Eye can only maintain a ten-meter Ghost Domain, but that should be enough." Yang Jian was not in a hurry to fight against the unknown source.

He decided to find the toilet first.

An entrance to a haunted space.

Only by finding that coffin nail can the source ghost be imprisoned. Even with his current abilities, he wasn't confident he could subdue such a terror.

He can now easily deal with Ghost Infant in stages one to three, and the Ghost Infant in stage four should not be too difficult to handle either, but the source ghost is another story.

"However, this makes things a bit troublesome. The Ghost Infant is in No. 7 Middle School, and the coffin nail I'm looking for is also in No. 7 Middle School. If the source ghost targets me first, my plan might not be so easy to succeed," Yang Jian.

But at that moment, his GPS-enabled phone made a sound.

"Yang Jian, it's me, Wang Xiaoming. Where are you now?" It wasn't Liu Xiaoyu's voice, but Wang Xiaoming's.

"The 'seven' that Ye Feng left at the entrance of the Seventh Middle School in Dachang City refers to the Seventh Middle School. The source of the ghost is here," Yang Jian.

Wang Xiaoming paused for a moment and said, "That information is like this? Sorry, I overlooked it. Don't act rashly. Although you've been resurrected, you probably still can't handle that thing. I don't recommend you make direct contact. Follow the plan. Did you succeed in your second step?"

He didn't want Yang Jian to become arrogant after becoming stronger and directly confront the Source Ghost.

That starving ghost has already devoured many Ghost Tamer, and its current level is definitely superior to Yang Jian's. Even if Yang Jian becomes stronger, he will only be qualified to make direct contact with it.

"Unfortunately, the thing I'm looking for is also at No. 7 Middle School. I swore before that I would never set foot in No. 7 Middle School again in my life, but I didn't expect to end up in this godforsaken place again after going around in circles," Yang Jian.

"Like this?" Wang Xiaoming frowned deeply.

This would significantly reduce the success rate, as the target and conditions are now aligned. If the source ghost is encountered first, things will become quite complicated.

"I've devised a plan; you need to step back first."

In just five seconds, he had come up with a plan.

"What plan? Tell me about it first," Yang Jian.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Take Zhang Han over there. Let Zhang Han act as bait to lure out the Source Ghost. You avoid the Source Ghost and retrieve what you need. Once you succeed, come out and meet up with it."

"You're sending Zhang Han to his death," Yang Jian.

"Only this way can we have a success rate of over 70%," Wang Xiaoming said. "This is your last chance; millions of lives are on your shoulders, and you cannot afford to fail."

Yang Jian, "Would Zhang Han agree?"

"He has to agree," Wang Xiaoming said.

Yang Jian, "No need. If the plan succeeds, he will surely die. Even if he controls two ghosts, he can't withstand a wave of attacks from the source ghost. The fourth-stage Ghost Infant is already that terrifying. You should know that. Moreover, if Zhang Han dies and his ghost is taken over by the starving ghost, I don't know if there will be other changes. I reject your plan. That's it."

"Don't get cocky. The Source Ghost is extremely terrifying. You have no chance of winning if you encounter it," Wang Xiaoming said.

"If things go wrong, I'll run. There's no need to send someone to their death. Do you know why I hate you? Because you like to stand on the moral high ground, using the interests of the masses to suppress personal interests. You think that whatever you do for the country and the people is right, and that personal sacrifice is worthwhile. Everything has to give way to you," Yang Jian.

He knew that regardless of whether Wang Xiaoming's plan succeeded or not, Zhang Han was doomed. He couldn't withstand the attacks of the first to fourth stage Ghost Infant, let alone the source ghost.

His only purpose was to act as bait, a bait to buy a little more time.

Wang Xiaoming said, "This is a life-or-death battle; the necessary sacrifices are worthwhile."

"If you weren't truly selfless and without any personal gain, I would have sacrificed you first," Yang Jian. "It's decided then. Have someone prepare a container to imprison this thing. It would be best to build a golden coffin weighing several tons and weld it completely shut. Don't let this starving ghost out again."

After saying that, he turned off the phone and walked into the campus.

The gloom before our eyes was dispelled by the red light, which then rippled outwards.

But as Yang Jian entered, the surrounding gloom gathered again, filling the area once more, and soon, Yang Jian's figure completely disappeared.