Another Conversation

Yang Jian initially thought that Zhao Lei had become a combination of Ghost Tamer and vengeful ghost, his thoughts and will had been altered, and he had become extreme, with all sorts of negative emotions amplified, which was why he was targeting him for no reason.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Zhao Lei accidentally encountered a ghost and tried to control it, but failed. He tried everything to struggle, but in the end, he could not avoid having his memories rewritten.

The result is the same, but the process is different.

"He always wanted to become Ghost Tamer, hoping to be different from others, but I never expected it to end like this." Yang Jian's expression changed.

He no longer blames Zhao Lei for attacking him, because in his view, it created an opportunity for him to imprison the ghost.

However, they failed to seize this opportunity.

No, strictly speaking, Yang Jian was restrained by that ghost.

He couldn't open the Ghost Domain, so he couldn't trap Zhao Lei. Without doing that, he couldn't keep Zhao Lei. After all, that thing seemed to have integrated the memories of many people and become an intelligent anomaly. It already knew how to avoid him well, and would be very careful even if he came into contact with it.

"No, Zhao Lei wasn't entirely useless. He alerted me to something amiss and made me aware of what had happened to him, putting me on guard. This was extremely important, and it reminded me that the ghost seemed to be doing something terrible."

Yang Jian looked at the notes scattered on the floor, but then became somewhat puzzled.

Zhao Lei was attacked by a vengeful ghost. If he couldn't control the ghost, his personality shouldn't have remained for so long.

Or perhaps there are some changes that one is aware of.

Yang Jian thought for a moment and decided not to waste any more time there. He tidied up, packed the scattered notes into a box, took some personal belongings he cared about from home, left a year's rent, locked the door, and left.

If the landlord is still alive, he should receive this last payment of rent.

He will never come here again, even if the place is no longer haunted.

"If I take a trip to Dachang City, Zhao Lei might not have left by now. If I'm lucky, I might be able to find him," Yang Jian thought to himself.

Although I don't have high hopes, it's still worth trying.

Driving the Ghost Domain, Yang Jian's car eerily weaved through every corner of the city. At this moment, he felt like he was fulfilling the duty of Ghost Tamer, beginning a comprehensive patrol. If there were any more supernatural events, he would definitely find them. Even if he didn't find Zhao Lei, it was still very necessary to confirm the current situation in Dachang City.

"Yang Jian, I've found it." Suddenly, Liu Xiaoyu's voice came from the satellite-positioned phone.

What's the situation with Zhao Lei's family?

Liu Xiaoyu said, "His parents are still alive. His father is away on a business trip, and his mother survived while staying at home. However, several other relatives have gone missing."

In Dachang City, disappearance means death.

"I understand. The warrant remains in effect. As before, contact me if you have any information." Yang Jian hung up the phone.

Sure enough, Zhao Lei's memory had been altered. Under these circumstances, it no longer mattered whether his parents were alive or not. In his current memory, he probably believed that his parents were dead, and even if he saw them again, he might not recognize them.

It was evening.

Yang Jian searched around but found nothing.

This also confirms one thing: Dachang City is currently very safe, with no paranormal events occurring. As long as no supernatural things are brought in by transient populations, Dachang City is currently one of the safest cities in the world, except for some public security issues.

It's almost ironic when you think about it.

The city where S-class paranormal event occurred has now become one of the world's rare safe zones.

However, Yang Jian discovered some strange places outside of Dachang City.

Near the northbound highway, a blood-red pond has appeared, with corpses vaguely visible floating and submerged within it.

He checked the records and compared them with the events of that time. He could confirm that the pool of blood was left behind after Yan Li's death, because before he died, he was driving recklessly northwards.

Ultimately, he couldn't hold on any longer; the vengeful spirit revived midway through, and he died near the highway.

After observing for a while, Yang Jian found that the thing seemed very calm and was in a sparsely populated area, so he gave up on actively provoking the thing in the blood pool.

Supernatural events are becoming increasingly frequent in this world. Every action I take should be focused on resolving urgent matters. As for those less dangerous strange events, they are not worth the risk. No one can guarantee that something that seems harmless is not dangerous. If I get caught, who can I blame?

Moreover, based on my understanding of Yan Li Ghost Blood, that blood seems to possess the ability to suppress all ghosts.

This is tricky.

Therefore, I don't want to get involved for the time being.

Return to Guangjiang Residential Area.

The place was brightly lit, and nearby construction sites were working day and night to finish the work. Zhang Xiangui was determined to complete the remaining supporting facilities for the safe house as quickly as possible.

It's understandable to be prepared for danger even in times of peace, especially after experiencing such a major event; the feeling of surviving a near-death experience is understandable.

"Yang Jian, what happened? I just saw your hood sticking up. Were you in an accident?" Zhang Liqin asked as she entered the room, noticing the damage to her car parked outside.

"I've run into a little trouble. If you don't have anything else to do, could you help me piece these scraps of paper back together? Make sure you don't put them together incorrectly; there might be some information I'm looking for inside." Yang Jian placed a cardboard box on the coffee table.

He had only glanced at Zhao Lei's notes briefly before, and he wanted to make sure that no clues had been missed.

"Just leave it to me. What does a saleswoman like her know?"

Jiang Yan said confidently, "I was second in my class's jigsaw puzzle competition when I was in elementary school."

"What's so great about that? I won first place in a children's song competition when I was a kid. Did I brag about it? Want me to sing you a couple of lines?" Yang Jian looked at her earnestly.

Zhang Liqin said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'll contact a repair shop for you and try to get the car fixed as soon as possible."

Yang Jian nodded, said nothing more, and went straight to the fifth floor.

He picked up a voice recorder from his desk on the fifth floor and said, "Today I encountered Zhao Lei. The Ghost Shadow's ability didn't seem to work very well. Although turning one of Ghost Shadow's arms into a javelin could replace the coffin nails, it's easy for the vengeful ghost to fool us during this attack. The risk is too high, and the chance of failure is high. I don't recommend using it unless it's an emergency."

Covering the body with a ghostly shadow, simulating a shroud, is quite effective in resisting attacks from vengeful spirits and ensuring personal safety during the initial contact.

The ghostly figure seems capable of opening Ghost Domain, but its range is limited. Perhaps due to the lack of a head, it is an incomplete ghostly figure, still flawed even after revival.

After finishing the recording, Yang Jian put down the recorder.

He's been making all sorts of attempts lately, trying to fully develop the ghost's abilities. There have been many really stupid attempts, but some have been successful.

He was still bothered by what happened to Zhao Lei.

In order to eliminate this hidden danger and avenge Zhao Lei, Yang Jian, after much deliberation, decided to retrieve the box containing the human skin paper hidden in the wall.

In the midst of the supernatural events, Yang Jian dared not use this eerie human skin paper.

Because I lacked the leverage to negotiate with this thing at that time, I could only try to believe in it. In the end, the paper ghost successfully swallowed one of my ghosts. This time, however, I was hanging myself in front of the ghost mirror because I had the method beforehand, so the paper ghost didn't gain any advantage.

Yang Jian gradually became more skilled.

To avoid direct contact, he even wore a pair of special gloves.

Take out the human skin paper again.

Lay flat on the table, the dark brown paper had a soft yet chilling quality. It was mottled and looked very old. At first glance, there was nothing strange about it, but it was eerie and terrifying.

At least Yang Jian felt that this was the strangest thing he had ever encountered since he started dealing with various paranormal events.

"My Yang Jian. By the time you see this, I will already be dead. Although I survived the Starvation Ghost Incident, I discovered that this was not the end of the nightmare, but the beginning. If you haven't left Dachang City yet, perhaps there is still a chance to change everything."

On the parchment, a line of writing gradually emerged, eventually forming a sentence.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Can't you change the opening lines? You're always trying to kill me off. Do you want me to think I'm hopeless and that I can only survive by listening to you?" Yang Jian, "I really don't know how many people you've fooled to death before I even got involved with you."

The writing stopped, and no more information appeared.

"Tell me where Zhao Lei is, and what exactly happened with that ghost, and I might consider further cooperation with you." Yang Jian immediately began the negotiation, though he was clearly not being sincere.

Let's get a result out of this first.

The writing on the parchment began to disappear rapidly, as if it had been quickly erased, and then everything returned to calm.

They seemed to have no intention of paying attention to Yang Jian, that big liar.

"You've got guts," Yang Jian said. "Since you're so gutsy, how about I send you to a depth of ten thousand meters underground? Then, forget a thousand years, you won't see the light of day again, not even ten thousand."

The biggest drawback of this paper is that it can only display information; everything else has to be done by someone else.

It's somewhat similar to Zhao Kaiming's ghost.

Zhao Kaiming had a terrible start; his entire family died, and the ghost exploited his fatal weakness, leaving him with no choice but to go down a dark path. In the end, for reasons unknown, he committed suicide by shooting himself. If he had had a better start, with Zhao Kaiming's abilities, things wouldn't have turned out this way.