Little Ghost

After finishing dinner early, Yang Jian saw that Wang Haiyan looked restless and didn't delay any longer. Although he knew that Wang Shanshan's matter wasn't urgent, he still had to understand the feelings of a parent.

After all, he also comes from a single-parent family and understands the feelings of a mother very well.

"Sister Jiang, please sit with Aunt Wang for a while. Wang Shanshan, come upstairs with me. I'll take care of your business first," Yang Jian said, standing up.

Wang Haiyan's eyes lit up immediately, and she hurriedly urged her daughter to follow.

Wang Shanshan remained indifferent, as if she didn't care about anything. She simply gave a soft "hmm" and followed.

In the quiet stairwell, only the sound of two footsteps echoed.

Yang Jian, walking in front, remained silent, as did Wang Shanshan, who followed behind, creating an awkward atmosphere.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have turned you into this, otherwise you wouldn't be in this inhuman state." Suddenly, Yang Jian stopped and turned to look at Wang Shanshan.

As classmates for three years of high school, his relationship with Wang Shanshan was neither good nor bad; they occasionally communicated.

But after the supernatural events at No. 7 Middle School, the survivors became much closer to each other.

However, few of the seven who left the school alive met a good end. He himself became Ghost Tamer, Zhang Wei died once, Zhao Lei was left with only a body, Wang Shanshan became neither human nor ghost, Miao Xiaoshan transferred to another school to take the college entrance examination in another city.

"This isn't your fault. If I hadn't done that, I'd probably be dead by now."

Wang Shanshan shook her head slightly, her tone still indifferent, but her thinking was normal, no different from that of an ordinary person.

Yang Jian, "Sometimes living is more painful than dying. It's unpleasant to be an outsider. I've been there, so I know this very well. Besides, you haven't truly escaped danger. Didn't you faint for a while before? That was because of my influence."

"Once I die, you'll go back to that half-dead state and eventually die anyway."

"Then as long as you don't die, it's fine," Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Becoming Ghost Tamer and wanting to live a long life is extremely difficult. Taming a ghost carries the risk of the ghost's resurrection. Taming two ghosts can prolong the time, but you will still die sooner or later. I used a special method to solve the problem of the ghost's resurrection, but my physical condition does not allow me to continue for long. I still need to continue to seek new ghost power to meet my personal survival requirements and achieve a new balance."

"That's too difficult."

"At least we're still alive, aren't we? That's much better than the other students who died at school, so I should thank you for letting me live. And I think this state is pretty good. I don't feel fear or sadness. It's like I've been elevated, maintaining a clear mind and a rational state." Wang Shanshan said.

"This is a terrible state, definitely not a good thing. It means you are moving closer to the nature of a ghost. The only difference is that I am still alive, and your mind can remain intact. Once this thing fully revives, your mind will be eroded by the curse of the Ghost Eye and you will be completely reduced to Ghost Slave."

Yang Jian pointed to his forehead.

A scarlet Ghost Eye ripped through the flesh, emitting a faint red glow, and eerily surveyed its surroundings.

Wang Shanshan wasn't frightened by those words. She no longer felt that kind of emotion. Instead, she forced a pale and strange smile, "So Yang Jian, you have to live, for yourself and for me. After all, I'm terrified of dying and don't want to die like this."

"I'll try my best." Yang Jian looked at her with a complicated expression.

Before they knew it, the two had reached the fifth floor.

To ensure everything went perfectly, he retrieved a spare gold box, revealing the old straw rope wrapped around his wrist.

Today I have to go back to my old job.

If one day I solve all the problems caused by the vengeful ghosts, perhaps becoming an obstetrician and gynecologist would be a very promising career.

"I'm going to remove the Ghost Infant from your belly now. Don't worry, it won't hurt. Just stay calm and don't panic no matter what happens," Yang Jian said earnestly, rolling up his sleeves.

"Do you need to cut open my stomach?" Wang Shanshan lifted her clothes, revealing her fair and slender waist.

No wonder she has a figure that comes from someone who has studied dance.

Yang Jian, "Who told you I had to cut open her stomach? Do you think I'm that cruel?"

"Isn't that how it's always portrayed in horror movies?" Wang Shanshan said.

"I'm much stranger than the characters in horror movies."

No sooner had Yang Jian finished speaking than he suddenly stepped forward and plunged one hand directly into Wang Shanshan's stomach, as if he wanted to tear a huge hole in her belly.

Strangely, even though his hand went in, Wang Shanshan didn't feel any pain.

Like a transparent shadow.

Having gained experience from the previous two surgeries, Yang Jian was clearly much more skilled this time. He opened his Ghost Eye and locked onto the special Ghost Infant in Wang Shanshan's belly, then reached out and grabbed it, using the power of Ghost Domain and Ghost Shadow to perfectly detach the thing from her body.

Soon.

Yang Jian withdrew his hand from Wang Shanshan's belly, but now he held a baby slightly larger than his palm.

The baby was covered in a faint bluish hue, neither like a dead infant nor a vicious Ghost Infant. At this moment, this palm-sized baby had a pair of red eyes that looked like Ghost Eye as it surveyed everything around it.

"Will it start eating people?" Yang Jian stared silently at the Ghost Infant in his hand, his mind on guard.

Based on our previous understanding of the patterns of Ghost Infant, these newborn Ghost Infant will eat the people they see.

The first person you see is yourself.

The Ghost Infant should be attacking itself.

However, after waiting for a moment, the Ghost Infant neither attacked Yang Jian nor Wang Shanshan beside him.

"Is this the Ghost Infant?" Wang Shanshan looked at the thing Yang Jian took out of her stomach and felt something was strange. "It looks just like a little baby I gave birth to."

"A baby?" Yang Jian suddenly smiled. "If this thing gets out of control, it can devour the people of an entire city, and it can even eat ghosts."

The ghosts that the Ghost Infant eat don't die; instead, they are forcibly absorbed and become part of the ghost baby's body.

"What do you want to do with it?" Wang Shanshan asked.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not answer.

He had been thinking about Wang Shanshan's question all day.

This Ghost Infant is very special. Among all the Ghost Infant in Dachang City, only the one conceived by Wang Shanshan is different. It is not controlled by the starving ghost, nor did it disappear when the starving ghost was restricted. Instead, it survived in a new way due to the curse of the Ghost Eye.

This situation is extremely rare, occurring only once in a million times, and is caused by a combination of accidents and coincidences.

Therefore, he always had two ways of dealing with it in mind.

Exterminate them to prevent future troubles.

It's not a real ghost; these derivative beings can be killed.

The second method is to control and raise them.

If successful, Yang Jian could feed the ghost to it, allowing it to grow into a terrifying being even more powerful than a starving ghost.

However, there is a possibility of it getting out of control, but if it succeeds, the value would be enormous, and it could even affect the situation in the whole of Asia, no, or even the world.

After all, this thing is extremely precious.

"Given my current situation, why should I be afraid of death?" Yang Jian's gaze sharpened, and he immediately made a decision.

Keep it.

Risk and reward are directly proportional; you'll never have a chance if you don't take a chance.

"I've decided to raise it."

Even someone as detached as Wang Shanshan was taken aback. "You want to raise a ghost?"

"This is a risky investment, but the returns are huge, and I have no choice." Yang Jian made a decision, he wouldn't easily change it, and he said very seriously.

"Then I'll help you raise it, since you can't carry this thing with you all the time," Wang Shanshan suddenly said.

Yang Jian asked in surprise, "You're going to raise it for me? That won't do. You won't be able to control it if something goes wrong."

He really shouldn't be kept as a pet, as it would have a very negative impact on one's health.

So he considered putting her in a safe house to keep her alive and see how things went, but he never expected Wang Shanshan to say something like that.

"I seem to have some kind of connection with it, so I should be fine." Wang Shanshan looked at the Ghost Infant in Yang Jian's hand and said, "Besides, this is also an experiment. It will only be worthwhile if I can help you control it. Although there may be danger, would I be afraid of danger in my current state?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment.

It must be said that Wang Shanshan's words make a lot of sense.

Raising a ghost child isn't difficult; the difficulty lies in ensuring the ghost child obeys. A disobedient ghost child is worthless.

It's impossible to keep him by my side indefinitely; the best approach is to find someone to help look after him and conduct relevant research and experimentation.

This requires immense courage, sufficient ability, and Yang Jian's complete trust.

Wang Shanshan has courage; she now has a very high resistance to fear. Yang Jian never doubts her trust in this regard, after all, Wang Shanshan's life has long been intertwined with his own.

The only thing lacking is ability.

If things get out of control, Wang Shanshan might be the first to die.

"This is too risky; you shouldn't be doing this," Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan didn't say anything; she simply walked over and took the Ghost Infant from Yang Jian's hands.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. He saw that the Ghost Infant was quite at ease in Wang Shanshan's hands, without showing any ferocity. It seemed that the Ghost Infant's killing pattern had failed.

"Look, it's quite cute, it looks a bit like you." Wang Shanshan looked at the Ghost Infant in her hand.

He then added, "You risked your life to save me before, so there's no reason why you should take risks and I should be saved as a matter of course."

"So I can take risks too."

Hearing her say that, Yang Jian didn't try to persuade her any further. He said, "Since you've already made up your mind, I won't say anything more. I respect your choice. However, Ghost Infant are dangerous, and being with your family could easily hurt them. So you need to go to a quieter place and live alone."

"Which place do you think is better?" Wang Shanshan stroked the baby in her arms as if she were petting a kitten.

Yang Jian looked out the window into the residential area. "This area is quite large. At the very back, there's an unfinished construction site with a temple that Zhang Xiangui recently built. You'll be staying there. I'll give you my GPS-enabled phone number so you can contact me if anything happens."

"In addition to that, I need to take some extra precautions, to add another layer of protection."

"What preventative measures?" Wang Shanshan asked.

"Give me the Ghost Infant. I want to try to alter its memories and make it obedient, but I don't know if it will work," Yang Jian.

He wanted to try using the ghost newspaper.