The Extra Hand

The second victim on the plane died in a similarly gruesome manner.

He was still sitting upright in his seat, but his neck was twisted like a pretzel, having turned countless times, covered with bruises from various hands. At the same time, his desperate, lifeless face was raised upwards, leaving one wondering what he had gone through before his death.

Unlike the first victim.

Because of that scream, almost everyone in the cabin saw the man's terrible condition.

Combined with changes in the surrounding environment, more and more ghost stories emerged, and the deaths became increasingly real. Everyone wore expressions of panic and unease, a stark contrast to their previous composure.

At this moment, if Yang Jian said that the plane was haunted, no one would laugh at him or call him crazy.

Because this corpse is the best evidence.

"I heard that person was killed by a ghost, is that true or not?"

"Maybe it's true. Look how horribly that person died, their neck was twisted like that. Is that something a normal person could do?"

"Someone said they saw a pair of hands appear above the victim's head. That's terrifying! We should report it to the police immediately."

"The air marshals have arrived, but they don't seem to have any good ideas."

"If ghosts really exist, do you think people might still be killed?"

The discussions were filled with fear of death and panic about the impending disaster.

Upon seeing Yang Jian approach, Wang Dong, who was in charge of guarding the bodies, immediately said, "There's a second victim now, and the manner of death is the same as the first one."

"I already know that. Also, where are the witnesses?" Yang Jian asked.

"It was him, Zhou Hao. He was three rows away from the victim. He said he saw a pair of strange hands twist the victim's head off." Wang Dong said in a low voice, his heart also uneasy.

Yang Jian glanced over and saw a man huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

He got so scared just from witnessing a vengeful ghost killing someone; his mental fortitude is terrible, especially considering he's a man. He's even worse than a woman.

"I'm in charge of this paranormal event. Tell me, how was this person killed?" Yang Jian walked over and asked.

Still terrified, Zhou Hao sobbed, "I... I don't know. I just saw half his head sticking out, then a hand appeared behind him, and then he pressed his face and turned his neck. There was another hand on his face, but it wasn't his; it was a ghost, it must be a ghost."

Yang Jian frowned. Although he didn't expect to get much information out of him, the chaotic description was giving him a headache.

It's already quite impressive that he can still speak after being so frightened.

"Two dead hands?" He noticed the crucial information.

A pair of hands that did not belong to the deceased appeared on his head, and then his neck was snapped.

"It's not quite the same as the first victim's condition." Yang Jian looked at the second victim's face and indeed there was a residual handprint.

"Is it a demon that grows through experience? It undergoes changes after killing someone."

This possibility popped into his mind.

Moreover, this possibility is very high.

But what are the patterns in murder?

Or perhaps it's about the criteria ghosts use to choose people.

Or is there no pattern, just indiscriminate killing? It's the same as the Ghost Rope.

"Wang Dong, tell them the plane is haunted. Anyone who doesn't want to die should stay in their seat. I'll handle this paranormal event," Yang Jian.

"Okay." Wang Dong had no choice but to bite the bullet and reveal this fact that he never dared to believe in his entire life.

"Passengers, due to a sudden paranormal event, personnel have been dispatched to handle it. Now, please return to your seats and wait for the event to conclude. For your safety, please do not move around during this time."

The words were very effective.

The passengers quickly returned to their seats, clearly believing in the reality of the paranormal event.

No explanation was needed, and no one asked if it was really haunted.

"Very good. From now on, everyone look this way. I will keep an eye on you all, and if anything suspicious happens, I will deal with it immediately." Yang Jian walked over and stood in front of everyone.

He did not open the Ghost Domain.

Because the Ghost Domain can protect passengers, but it will also prevent the ghost from appearing.

To deal with that thing, Yang Jian must lure the ghost out.

Everyone here is bait, including myself.

The only difference is that they have the ability to protect themselves, while the others do not.

"Will this work?" Wang Dong asked uncertainly.

He didn't know anything about Ghost Tamer, only that if a place was truly haunted, it must be incredibly terrifying. Yang Jian didn't seem like the kind of expert who could catch ghosts, so he felt very uncertain.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but secretly opened his Ghost Eye, alerting himself to everything around him, while also keeping an eye on his own surroundings.

Because he himself is also very likely to be attacked by vengeful ghosts, he wouldn't be foolish enough to think he's 100% safe.

In the dim light, the atmosphere in the cabin was somewhat heavy. Everyone could clearly feel a chilling aura surrounding them. They hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now that the fact that there might be ghosts in the cabin had been revealed, they realized how much the situation had changed.

"With so many people, which one will the ghost attack?" Yang Jian wondered to himself.

He could be certain that the third victim would be among these people.

However, not everyone has the patience to wait this long.

Under the oppressive atmosphere, someone became irritable and immediately stood up, saying, "Damn it, so what if it's haunted? With so many people, are we afraid of just one ghost? We can spit the ghost to death with just one spit from each of us. Hey kid, don't pretend to be some ghost-catching master. I don't believe you have the ability to catch ghosts."

"I'm more afraid of a plane crash than ghosts, so I suggest we land immediately and get us out of here. Our safety comes first. Once we're gone, you, this ghost-catching master, can do whatever you want; it's none of our business."

"That makes sense. I also think we should notify the airline to let the plane land first. I don't know if it's haunted or not, but people have died, and we innocent people don't want to be dragged into this."

"Yes, let the plane land first. If this person dies and then the plane crashes, we'll all be buried with him."

As they spoke, the others approached Wang Dong, demanding that the plane land.

Wang Dong also looked troubled, unsure of what to do.

Since he hadn't received orders from above, he couldn't just instruct the pilot to land at the nearest safe spot.

Yang Jian ignored the passengers' words, and instead fixed his gaze on a seat with a Ghost Eye.

You read that right.

He saw a female passenger suddenly freeze in place, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

"Is she the ghost's target?" Yang Jian immediately strode over.

At the same time, a pale hand, covered in lividity and bruises, slowly emerged from behind the woman and rested on her shoulder.

The passenger seemed unable to move, only able to watch helplessly as a cold hand suddenly touched his body.

This hand clearly didn't belong to the passenger; it was an extra hand that appeared out of nowhere.