The Vanished Source

From the moment Yang Jian used his Ghost Domain teleportation to the terrifying scene of the female passenger named Su Qing being covered by a strange hand, these unbelievable events challenged the nerves of everyone on the plane, overturning their long-held beliefs, and at the same time, a fear that seemed to originate from the depths of their hearts surged through their entire bodies.

It seems that humanity has once again recalled the fear of being dominated by vengeful ghosts in our childhood.

Some people trembled, some hugged each other to comfort one another, some sobbed softly, and some stood there stunned, as if terrified. Of course, there were also a few bold individuals who opened their eyes wide, eager to witness what was about to happen.

The real yet mysterious and eerie scenes are worth the risk for some to witness.

But air marshal Wang Dong said it wasn't like that.

After a brief period of fear and panic, he regained his senses and called out in a trembling voice, "Yang, Yang Jian, hurry and save them! Don't wait any longer, we can talk about everything else after the rescue."

Upon hearing this voice Yang Jian suddenly turned around and glanced at Wang Dong.

His plan was to wait until the woman died before making his move, because he didn't want to save someone he didn't want to save, especially someone who had insulted him. He would be happy to see such a person killed by a ghost, and he wouldn't feel any remorse at all.

However, Wang Dong's words gave him a slight reminder.

Yes.

This is not just a simple, isolated incident. With so many witnesses and satellite-guided cell phones recording the conversation, if this scene of failing to help someone in distress were to get out, it would certainly have a negative impact on him.

After all, I'm currently experiencing health problems, so I need to utilize the Headquarters' resources during this trip to J City.

Looking at Su Qing, whose neck was almost broken, Yang Jian's gaze shifted, and he began to consider whether he should lend a hand to this woman for the sake of his own image.

"The ghost's location has been determined, and the paranormal event will be resolved soon. We can't let this guy's death cause us to be blamed; after all, there are always some flies that like to nitpick."

"Fine, this guy got lucky today. I'd like to know if you'll dare to curse people so casually after this incident." Yang Jian's eyes narrowed as he made a decision.

Although I find this woman very annoying, given the current situation, it's better to save her.

After making the decision, he immediately reached out and grabbed her neck with one hand.

Su Qing, whose neck was almost broken, felt a strange force being suppressed. Her head, which was already at a ninety-degree angle, stopped turning, like a gear on a watch that had lost its power and stopped rotating. However, the intense pain from her neck bone still stimulated her nerves, telling her that she was almost going to die.

The next moment, the ghostly figure invaded Su Qing's body along Yang Jian's feet.

An unusually cold aura instantly enveloped her body.

Just as Su Qing felt a little better about her almost broken neck, her body suddenly felt as if it were being controlled by something strange and terrifying. She was like a puppet on strings, with only her consciousness remaining, while her body was moving uncontrollably.

In this situation, she was powerless to stop it and could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded, filled with fear and panic.

It seems that life and death are no longer in our own hands.

"Aren't there any other hands inside her body?" Yang Jian couldn't find any other hands inside Su Qing's body.

Immediately, he focused his gaze on the hand outside Su Qing's body.

On the face, neck, and back.

The power of the ghostly figure was particularly adept at controlling these corpses. After being invaded by the power of the ghostly figure, these dead-like hands lost their eeriness and were instead controlled by Yang Jian.

This means that the ghost's level of terror is very low, and it can be completely suppressed by the headless ghost shadow.

Yang Jian reached out and removed the hand from Su Qing's face, and also removed the other hands from her body.

Including the previous one, there are four in total.

Exactly two pairs.

But the real ghost, Yang Jian, couldn't be found, which made his expression slightly darken. "Did it slip away? Or did the real ghost not participate in this attack?"

Unable to obtain further information, Yang Jian understood that the operation had failed.

He only gained four hands; he didn't solve the root of the problem.

"It doesn't matter. If it doesn't work this time, we'll try again next time. I have the advantage now." Yang Jian was certain that the headless ghost was of a higher level than this ghost, so he could relax for the time being.

He tossed the woman onto his seat, ignoring her situation, and turned to leave.

"Thank you, thank you." Su Qing was still in shock. She had walked back to the brink of death several times. Although she was still terrified, she hurriedly thanked Yang Jian.

If it weren't for Yang Jian, she would be dead.

Yang Jian turned around and said, "What, you're not calling me a pervert now?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I misunderstood you." Su Qing cried and kept apologizing.

"Just this once. Remember this: if you get targeted again, you'll have to deal with it yourself. Now get out of here and sit quietly. I don't want to waste my attention on this corner. If you want to sleep, find a secluded place and sleep as much as you want. No one will bother you except ghosts," Yang Jian said coldly.

Su Qing was so reprimanded that she didn't dare to lift her head. She trembled all over and moved weakly, trying to get as close as possible to the other passengers.

Seeing her pitiful state of being terrified, none of the nearby passengers helped her; in fact, they subconsciously kept their distance.

After all, a ghost had just appeared on her.

Who knows if there might be some strange and terrifying things left on her?

Yang Jian picked up the hands from the ground and then went back.

"So, is it resolved?" Wang Dong asked as he walked over.

"No, the source is still there. We need another opportunity to completely resolve it. Now, let's go check the bodies of those two victims. I suspect their hands are missing." Yang Jian shook his hand and said, "Look, doesn't it look familiar?"

Although these animals were pale, stiff, and bloodless, Wang Dong, who had only recently come into contact with the corpses, found them remarkably familiar.

It was the hands of those two dead men.

However, this needs to be confirmed.

"Considering the potential impact, I put the body in that lounge over there," Wang Dong pointed out.

Yang Jian nodded. "You stay here and have the other passengers keep an eye on each other. If anyone causes a problem, call out immediately."

"Okay, I know what to do." Wang Dong nodded, very solemnly.

His heart was still in his throat. Although he appeared calm, he was just as nervous as anyone else. But it was his duty to keep a close watch.

Inside the lounge, two corpses lay on the floor with their faces covered by blankets.

Yang Jian examined the two men's hands and strangely found that their hands were intact and had not left the corpses at all.

"An identical hand? No, not quite. Although it looks the same, the hand on my hand already has lividity and bruises, making it more eerie. So, could that ghost steal the hand of a murdered person?"

After a moment's thought, he couldn't understand the situation.

Having had considerable contact with ghosts, I'm not surprised by even the most bizarre ones.

"It doesn't matter how much we analyze the ghost's abilities; finding the source and solving it is the right thing to do." Yang Jian gave up on pursuing this clue and prepared to wait for a second chance to act.