Luo Suyī

Yang Jian sat alone on the fifth floor, patiently flipping through various books.

There are books on human anatomy, meridian diagrams, and the understanding of various parts of the human body, etc. There are also books that are easy to understand with color illustrations.

"Lividity is a purplish discoloration that appears on the skin after blood circulation stops, caused by gravity accumulating in capillaries and venules, causing them to dilate."

"In other words, livor mortis is formed by blood clots remaining in the skin. As long as the blood clots are removed, the livor mortis in my body will disappear."

Yang Jian looked at these daunting books, tried to understand them in a simple way, and began to put them into practice.

He couldn't possibly walk around the streets with a dead body in his body forever. It would be fine during the day, but at night, he would scare a lot of people to death.

Looking at the lividity on the back of his hand, he tried to control the headless ghost.

Soon, some bruising appeared on the skin.

The livor mortis has disappeared.

"It's very simple. Knowledge truly is power," Yang Jian.

He then took the book and walked around reading, while also taking a shower to remove the lividity from his body.

As the warm water rinsed down, the blood stasis seeping from Yang Jian's back was gradually washed away, and the dense, frightening lividity on his body was quickly removed.

Her skin was just a little pale and cold, but otherwise, there was nothing else that seemed different.

"The reason for cold hands and feet is insufficient blood and qi, so I need to strengthen my exercise and maintain good sleep habits. Hmm, isn't that nonsense? Do I even need to exercise?" Yang Jian said while taking a shower, continuing to search for ways to solve his current physical condition.

Otherwise, his mother would be terrified if she saw him like this when she came back.

"It can speed up blood flow and solve the problem of my body being ice cold. The most direct way to speed up blood flow is to speed up the heartbeat." Yang Jian touched his chest and felt his heart rate.

Too slow.

Only one-third of the normal person's.

For an ordinary person, this would definitely indicate a health problem.

"Both a fast and slow heartbeat are bad for the body, but my situation is special. My body is practically a ghost; I'm almost immortal, so what's there to worry about?"

He controlled his heartbeat, increasing the blood flow throughout his body.

As blood flow increased, the cold body began to regain some warmth.

After all that, Yang Jian felt his body gradually return to normal.

At least that's how it appears on the surface.

In reality, Yang Jian knew that his biggest problem was not physical, but psychological. After being resurrected, most of his body had become a ghost, and his mentality was very different from before.

The only thing that hasn't changed is his mindset.

However, Yang Jian was unsure whether his thoughts would subtly change under the influence of the ghost over time, or whether such a change had already begun but he hadn't yet realized it.

"Going to sleep, but I don't know if I can fall asleep now."

He flushed out the stagnant blood from his body and then went back to his room to sleep.

Since he hanged himself, he hasn't slept once, and he doesn't feel tired at all.

Yang Jian could clearly feel these changes, from initial insomnia and waking up in fright, to sleeping less, and then not sleeping at all.

Lying in bed.

Yang Jian seemed to grow more energetic the more he slept, showing no sign of falling asleep.

"Yang Jian, are you there?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Is there something you need?" Yang Jian.

The door opened, and Zhang Liqin, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked in, her face slightly flushed, as if she had just finished showering.

"I noticed the light in your room was on, so I came to check. Has something happened recently?"

Yang Jian, "Nothing's wrong. Everything's normal since the Starvation Ghost Incident ended."

Zhang Liqin said, "Then why do you often stay in your room alone, and stop playing games with Zhang Wei? You also turn down invitations from other people, and are you intentionally avoiding me?"

"Avoid you? That's not true," Yang Jian.

"No? Then why didn't you come to see me tonight? Did you find me boring? If that's the case, I'll leave in a few days. I don't necessarily have to stay here with you," Zhang Liqin said with a hint of resentment.

Yang Jian thought for a moment before realizing that he had lost something after his resurrection.

Desire.

A man's pure desire for a woman.

Looking at Zhang Liqin's mature and delicate body, accentuated by the bath towel, Yang Jian felt nothing at all, as if he were looking at a stone. His gaze was extremely calm, and his heart was completely undisturbed.

It was as if he had seen through the illusions of the world, possessing the mindset of a detached and enlightened sage.

If it were a normal man, he probably would have already been tempted to commit a crime by now.

"Could it be that I'm already failing?" This terrifying thought popped into Yang Jian's mind.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now that I think about it, I'm starting to realize that things might be a bit serious.

"Then I won't bother you anymore, I'm going to sleep." Zhang Liqin was a little disappointed to see Yang Jian sitting there motionless, looking thoughtful, so she turned and left.

"Etc."

Yang Jian, having regained his senses, called out to her.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Liqin turned around.

"Come here, I happen to need your help with something, I hope you don't mind," Yang Jian.

Zhang Liqin, her face slightly flushed, walked over obediently with a touch of coquettishness, closing the door behind her. She then sat on the bed and said, "As long as you ask, I won't mind doing anything you need. After all, I'd be dead long ago without you."

She had always had an indescribable feeling when facing this special man.

They didn't have any deep feelings for each other, they were just ordinary friends, but she couldn't feel any resistance towards Yang Jian, and even wanted to please this man.

If Yang Jian needed anything from her, whether it was for daily life or physical needs, Zhang Liqin would feel excited and thrilled.

This is actually a form of psychological dependence.

After experiencing a desperate and terrifying supernatural event, it's already a miracle that one's mind hasn't collapsed.

"I don't even know if I'm still a normal man now. It feels different from when I first controlled the Ghost Eye," Yang Jian said, looking at his palm.

Zhang Liqin blinked, somewhat confused.

She had limited information and couldn't quite understand what Yang Jian saying.

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you," Yang Jian.

Now.

Outside the Guangjiang Residential Area, the three uninvited guests from earlier that day finally entered the community.

Two men and one woman.

"Wouldn't it be better to go look for people during the day? Everyone's probably asleep at night. Wouldn't it be a bit offensive to do that? After all, he's someone who solved S-class paranormal case. It's better to show him some respect. What do you think, Luo Suyī?" said a man in his thirties standing next to him.

Judging from the situation, this tall, handsome young man is the leader.

Luo Suyī chuckled softly, "If you're going to be a ghost, you should have the style of a ghost. It's so boring to be out there with your hair down."

"Besides, greeting people during the day is too conspicuous. It's better to keep a low profile. Dachang City has gathered at least twenty top-tier Ghost Tamer, and even that special forces captain Li Jun is here. We have to give them face."

"Miss Lin Luomei, would you mind calling out a message?"

Luo Suyī looked at the cute woman next to him, who was around twenty years old and wearing a dress.

Lin Luomei did not refuse. She took out a megaphone and shouted to the entire community: Yang Jian ~! Ghost Eye Yang Jian, come out quickly.

The sound was incredibly eerie; it didn't spread out directly, but rather moved forward in an erratic, ghostly manner.

It was as if the voice itself could find people.

With each shout, the sound found its way out on its own. After shouting six times, Lin Luomei stopped.

"Such a big neighborhood, and they only called six times? How long will it take to find them?" Luo Suyī.

"Why don't you shout it?" Lin Luomei said through the loudspeaker, keeping her mouth shut.

Luo Suyī, "I'm a great singer, I even won an award when I was in elementary school, but I'm terrible at shouting, I definitely can't shout Yang Jian's name."

"What if you accidentally shout someone to death?" the man next to him said.

"He shouldn't die that easily, after all, he's someone who solved S-class paranormal incident," Luo Suyī murmured.

The sound continued forward, lingering within the Guangjiang Residential Area. It passed by the security booth, but the security guards inside seemed not to hear it at all.

A moment later, the sound passed through the door and entered the house.

"Yang Jian, Ghost Eye Yang Jian"

The sound lingered on the first floor, but eerily, there was no sound at all on the second floor.

The sound then went upstairs and lingered on the second floor, while the third and first floors remained completely silent.