Brother Leg's Little Lesson

Although Su Qing survived, the eerie atmosphere around her did not dissipate, as if a real ghost was lurking in some dark corner, waiting to appear again, and who knows which unlucky person it would choose that time.

The atmosphere in the cabin was very oppressive.

Although no one was shouting, the unease and fear in everyone's eyes proved that their hearts were not at peace.

If Yang Jian hadn't been there, all the passengers on the plane would probably be in complete chaos by now.

After examining the bodies of the second victim, Yang Jian emerged from the small cubicle, and all eyes were now on him.

It seemed that Yang Jian's presence gave them courage and hope, letting them know that although this place was haunted, there were still people who could solve the problem, and they weren't just sitting on the plane waiting to die.

It's different from before.

The way these passengers looked at Yang Jian had changed. Before, it was curiosity, astonishment, and even strangeness, but now it was respect, expectation, and even a hint of inexplicable fear.

Unbeknownst to many, Yang Jian had already gained immense authority among these passengers.

"I checked on the female passenger from before. She's fine, just a minor neck injury," Wang Dong said as he walked over.

"Of course she won't die; she'll be killed by that ghost before she can," Yang Jian said as he walked.

Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Although I shouldn't say anything, things might have been better if you had acted sooner."

"Things would be better if I weren't on this flight," Yang Jian grinned. "Everyone has to die, nothing's going to change that."

"That's not what I meant. I'm not blaming you. It's just that you seemed to be watching the female passenger get entangled by that thing without offering any help. You just stood by and watched," Wang Dong said.

Yang Jian said, "Because I'm not too keen on saving her, especially since she just called me a pervert."

"Just for this?" Wang Dong asked, somewhat surprised.

"What else did you think?" Yang Jian asked, somewhat puzzled.

Wang Dong found Yang Jian's viewpoint hard to accept, saying, "That's a human life!"

"But I didn't kill her. I just didn't save her. It's not like I'm the one who harmed her."

Yang Jian said, "Besides, even if she really is dead, what's the big deal? People die in supernatural events all the time. If you can't accept the death of one or two people, what will you do when you see that ghost kill dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of people? Wouldn't you go crazy?"

"Besides, didn't the others not save that woman either?"

"This is different; you have the ability." Wang Dong's own upbringing and values made him unable to agree with Yang Jian's approach.

Yang Jian chuckled lightly; "Does having the ability mean you should save people? What a strange idea that is. The richest people in the world don't distribute their wealth to the poor, and doctors don't treat patients for free. Even if I have the ability to save people, do you think this ability comes without a price? Do you really think I'm some kind of bodhisattva who saves all living beings?"

"If I were truly that kind-hearted, saving every person attacked by a ghost I encountered, I guarantee I would die very quickly. That thing not only kills ordinary people, but it also kills people like us. For example, if I had died just now, what would have happened to the others? Who among you would be its match?"

"This, this..." Wang Dong was stumped by the question and didn't know how to answer.

Yang Jian patted him on the shoulder and said, "If I die on the plane, the entire plane will only crash. There will be no way anyone can rescue it. It's simple: if I can't handle it, Headquarters won't send anyone to handle it either. The only thing to do is to send the entire plane, along with the ghosts on it, away from the city and away from people."

"If you're only thinking about saving people, then Headquarters is thinking about saving the world. So, if anyone on the plane is being targeted by a ghost, don't expect me to save them one by one."

At this point, he glanced at the others.

"I will focus all my attention on dealing with that ghost. Only when the ghost is dealt with can you be safe. Saving someone before the ghost is dealt with is pointless and might even get me caught up in it. I saved that female passenger just now, which was good, but what if she gets targeted again? Should I go and save her again?"

"Addressing the root cause is the key."

Yang Jian's tone was stiff, carrying a cold indifference that sent a chill down one's spine.

Wang Dong also fell silent. Although he felt that Yang Jian's words made a lot of sense, and that saving people would indeed be meaningless if the ghost was not dealt with, this disregard for life and the attitude of watching a woman be killed by a vengeful ghost right in front of him made him shudder.

Can a person really be this indifferent?

Wang Dong couldn't understand Yang Jian's thoughts because he didn't know what Yang Jian had gone through along the way.

When a person has experienced terror, despair, and collapse, and teetered on the brink of death, facing a suffocating and hopeless existence, sharing a body with a vengeful ghost, unleashing forbidden abilities, and defying the test of life and death, in the end, little remains of what survives.

Ghost Tamer is definitely not a good profession. Along the way, Yang Jian has been losing something all along, except for surviving.

It probably started after that suicide attempt.

Yang Jian's words made the already oppressive atmosphere even heavier.

After all, he has made it clear that he will not act to save people; he will only act to deal with that ghost. If you are unlucky, you may die.

Many people have opinions, but dare not speak them out.

Yang Jian didn't care whether they had their own thoughts or not. He wanted to make things clear first so that they would be aware of the situation, rather than relying on him entirely later.

"I hope all passengers will cooperate with me during the next period of time."

One male passenger, barely able to contain himself, said, "Since you're not planning to save us, why should we cooperate with your operation?"

"I thought people who fly on airplanes would be fairly sane, but I didn't expect there to be so many idiots. It's fine if you don't cooperate. The plane's fuel can't sustain it in the air for long. If I can't deal with this ghost before that time comes, the plane will definitely not make an emergency landing; it will only crash."

"So, whether you cooperate with my operation or not is up to you. I don't care, since it's not me who will die in the end," Yang Jian said nonchalantly.

The passenger was speechless and dared not say another word.

Ordinary people have no choice in this situation unless they want to die. If they want to live, they have no choice but to do as Yang says.

"Any other questions?" Yang Jian glanced at everyone again. "If there are no problems, then everyone sit together and make sure you are all in my sight. That ghost is still on the plane, and it will still choose you as its targets for the next attack."

Upon hearing this, the passengers quickly stood up and began to gather together and sit down.

"These chairs are in the way, blocking our view. Let's get rid of them." Yang Jian saw the chairs blocking his view and hindering his movement.

His Ghost Eye flickered slightly, a flash of red light passing by.

A shocking scene unfolded: all the chairs in the cabin vanished in an instant, and those who had been sitting on the chairs were now sitting on the floor.

The only chair that remained was the one next to Yang Jian.

He slowly sat down, propped his head up, and looked at everyone. One of his Ghost Eye darted around restlessly, taking in everything around him.

Everyone else was stunned to see the empty cabin.

If Yang Jian's previous teleportation was merely a temporary one, then this current scene is even more unacceptable.

This isn't magic, nor is it movie special effects; it's something that actually happened right before my eyes.

"Is this really something a human can do?" Many people were filled with shock.

"Who exactly are you?" someone asked, their voice trembling as they looked at Yang Jian, who was sitting in the chair.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at the man. "Strictly speaking, I can't be considered human, nor am I a god, much less a monster. To be precise, I'm a combination of human and ghost. Some call people like us Ghost Tamer, those who wield fierce ghosts, but in reality, we're just unlucky people possessed by ghosts."

"You don't need to be curious, because the news about paranormal events and Ghost Tamer will be exposed sooner or later. Just keep an eye on the surrounding news."

Ghost Tamer?

Paranormal events?

The rumors are true.

Many people were shocked, because some of them had heard about such things from rumors.

There's this talk of a haunted place, and people who have become Ghost Tamer.

I used to think it was just a publicity stunt orchestrated by some people, but I never expected that these rumors would actually be true.

So, all those ghost stories about the city I used to live in were true?

Just like what happened today?

Good heavens, what's wrong with this world? I've lived here for so long and I didn't even notice.

"Then how does one become Ghost Tamer?" a bold person suddenly asked.

This reflects young people's curiosity about mysterious forces and their eagerness to explore them.

Upon hearing this question, Yang Jian thought of his former classmate Zhao Lei, who also wanted to become Ghost Tamer. He calmly replied, "By being in the midst of a supernatural event and taking a part of a ghost and placing it into your own body, you can naturally become Ghost Tamer and possess some of the ghost's abilities. Anyone who wants to have this strange power can try it out. However, the lifespan is short. Most Ghost Tamer don't live more than six months. Overusing the power of vengeful ghosts will shorten this lifespan even further, perhaps only two months, or even just one month."

Damn, isn't that suicide?

Many people were filled with shock and fear. Being possessed by a ghost was so dangerous that one wouldn't even live for a month or two? What was the point of being possessed then?

But then they realized that the person in front of them was possessed by a vengeful ghost.

In other words, he doesn't have much time left to live? Using the power of a vengeful ghost might even shorten his lifespan.

Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, Wang Dong looked at him with a complicated expression.

No wonder he didn't go to save people, because saving people would require using the power of evil spirits, and using the power of evil spirits would shorten their survival time. The more people he saved, the faster they would die.

No normal person would attempt to save someone in that situation.

"Is this the price?" Wang Dong felt a strange sense of shame.

"Yang Jian, these are all confidential documents. You shouldn't be saying these things." Suddenly, Qin Meirou's voice rang out from the satellite-guided phone.

Yang Jian's expression shifted. "Didn't I forcibly shut down your communications? You turned them back on? You really are even more long-winded than Liu Xiaoyu."

"I hope you will answer the questions properly. These are things that ordinary people shouldn't know," Qin Meirou.

"It's nothing, I just said what I wanted to say. Besides, it's not a secret, right? Those who need to know already know, it's just that most people are still in the dark. Besides, they've all been involved in paranormal events, are you going to tell them there are no ghosts in this world?"

Yang Jian scoffed, "Ghosts kill people right in front of them, what are they hoping to hide? Now that they know about the existence of supernatural events, wouldn't it be better to learn more about Ghost Tamer? What if they have the opportunity to become Ghost Tamer in the future?"

"Zhou Zheng also enjoyed popularizing knowledge about ghosts back then; I was just learning from my senior."

He didn't understand Zhou Zheng's ideas before, but now he does. Zhou Zheng's lectures were actually meant to give ordinary people a chance to survive paranormal events.

Even if the opportunity is insignificant, or even if it may be completely useless, it is still a glimmer of hope.

As for Yang Jian, he was just killing time out of boredom; he wasn't that great.

"You should know your limits." Qin Meirou couldn't argue with that; she knew she'd probably have to resign after this incident.

There's an unwritten rule among the operators: if they are disliked by the Ghost Tamer in charge, they must resign or be reassigned to another job.

Because the emotions of the Ghost Tamer must be taken into account.

Yang Jian ignored her and continued to wait for the next opportunity to strike. Although he was rambling to pass the time, his attention was still on his surroundings, always on guard for the ghost's reappearance.

The influence of the vengeful ghost in the surrounding area has not yet disappeared, which means that the ghost still exists, only this time it is hidden even more deeply.

Was it because the loss of those two hands weakened the ghost's power, or was it because no one triggered the ghost's patterns, thus preventing an attack?

He couldn't figure it out, but Yang Jian wasn't in a hurry. He didn't believe that among so many people, no one would be targeted by a ghost.

"Brother Leg? What you just said was true?" At this moment, Wan Delu cautiously approached from the first-class cabin, asking nervously.

"What did you say?" Yang Jian.

"About the Ghost Tamer, about paranormal events," Wan Delu said.

Yang Jian, "Do you really think it's fake?"

"No, no, I just wanted to confirm," Wan Delu said with an embarrassed smile. "Now it seems to be true, and I also understand why you call him 'Brother Leg'."

When a paranormal event occurs, ordinary people can only wait to die, but this person can resolve paranormal events; he's practically a lifesaver.

Whoever holds on tightest will be safe.

The nickname "Brother Leg" is truly well-deserved.

As for Yang Jian's previous statement that he wouldn't be responsible for rescuing people, that was just fooling idiots. Even the clothes seller said that the clothes weren't profitable.

Saving everyone is impossible, but saving one or two is certainly not a problem. However, Yang Jian won't waste his energy saving those who are unimportant.

If you try to save everyone, won't you just exhaust yourself?