Information on the Second Coffin Nail

Outside the Ping An Hotel, vehicles were already prepared.

Yang Jian glanced around and saw that there were at least ten people preparing to attend the training, as there were more than a dozen special vehicles parked at the entrance.

In other words, more than a dozen new Ghost Tamer will take up their posts after training.

Judging from the current situation, their mortality rate after taking office is quite high, because most of them only control one ghost. The limit of the resurgence of a vengeful ghost is more easily reached than for those who control two ghosts, and they may very well fail in their next mission.

However, he had nothing to say about this situation.

Because he had experienced this situation before.

"I wonder how long this peace will last." Yang Jian looked at the bustling and prosperous J City, feeling a strange unease in his heart.

There are too many potential horrors, many of which are yet to surface. Whether you control one ghost or two, you will still die in the end.

All he could do was keep struggling forward.

I got on the bus.

He found Zhang Lei in the same car as him, but he didn't know if it was intentional or if someone had arranged it that way.

"Yang Jian, although there are some things I'm embarrassed to mention, have you forgotten something?" After getting into the car, Zhang Lei paused for a moment before speaking.

"Solve your problem of the resurgence of vengeful spirits?" Yang Jian remembered that Zhang Lei had visited him a couple of days ago for a reason.

Zhang Lei said, "It's good that you remember. I hope you can help me with this. I don't need you to do it yourself; I just need a feasible method."

His codename Ghost Eater.

The name alone is enough to make others feel incredulous, because to this day, no one, whether in China or even globally, has the ability to eat ghosts.

The reason is simple: ghosts cannot be killed.

Since it can't be killed, the consequences of swallowing it are obvious.

"I do have a feasible method, but it's too difficult for you," Yang Jian said after thinking for a moment.

"It's okay, you just need to tell me. Surviving is inherently difficult," Zhang Lei asked calmly.

He knew that resolving his own situation wouldn't be easy, and he had been mentally prepared for that for a long time.

Yang Jian, "This all started with the Starvation Ghost Incident in Dachang City. Although the file on the Starvation Ghost Incident has been sealed, and you are not qualified to view it at your current level, I don't mind revealing some information to you. To be honest, that starving ghost was the most terrifying existence I have ever encountered in all the supernatural events."

"You can tell, after all, it's S-class paranormal event," Zhang Lei said.

Yang Jian replied, "No, it's not just a simple S-class paranormal event; it's about the complexity of the starving ghost."

He stopped there and didn't say anything more.

The Hungry Ghost wasn't just a single, terrifying ghost that was growing stronger; part of the reason was that Zhao Kaiming's ghost was also mixed in, making the already terrifying Hungry Ghost even more unsolvable.

Looking back now, after Zhao Kaiming's ghost took away the starving ghost, it might no longer be considered an S-class paranormal event; perhaps it should be classified as a SS -S-class.

But no one except him knew that there was another ghost.

"There are some inside stories I can't reveal." Yang Jian glanced at the driver in front of him and at the listening devices scattered throughout the car.

While some information can be revealed, revealing other information will only be detrimental to oneself.

"If you want to solve the problem of your own vengeful spirit's resurgence, you'll have to get something from the Hungry Ghost," Yang Jian said. "Back then, all the Ghost Tamer in Dachang City combined couldn't even defeat one of the Hungry Ghost's Ghost Slave. They were almost wiped out. Wang Xiaoming almost died there. The reason I was able to turn the tide in the end was because of that thing."

As he said this, he opened his palms.

With a flash of red light, a thick, rusty coffin nail appeared before our eyes.

"These are... coffin nails?" Zhang Lei was stunned for a moment, then recognized them at a glance.

They looked like coffin nails buried in the soil, severely rotten and rusted.

"This thing is nailed to the hungry ghost's forehead; I drove it in," Yang Jian pointed to the head. "Then the hungry ghost lost its ability to move, and the paranormal events in Dachang City came to an end."

"In the same way, if you can get your hands on these coffin nails and nail the ghost inside your body, then your problem of the vengeful ghost's resurrection can be solved."

The existence of coffin nails is not a secret; high-ranking people know about it, such as Zhao Jianguo, Guo Fan, and Li Jun. They have personally seen the coffin nails on the heads of starving ghosts. However, most people are unaware of the inside story.

Zhang Lei's eyes flickered, then a bitter smile appeared on his lips, slightly stiff. "This is indeed difficult. How could anyone possibly obtain something that restricts S-class vengeful spirits? So that's how the incident in Dachang City ended."

"So it's not that I don't want to help you, but that I'm powerless to do anything about it." He waved his hand casually, and the fake coffin nail in his hand disappeared.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Lei suddenly grabbed Yang Jian's hand, hesitating for a moment.

Yang Jian looked at him. "What's wrong? This thing in my hand isn't real, it's just a fake, something I created using the Ghost Domain."

"I know, I think I've seen this thing before." Zhang Lei's expression was very serious, then he showed a look of recollection.

Yang Jian's gaze sharpened; "Impossible, how could you have seen this thing if you've never been to Dachang City?"

"It's not in my memory. There are some things I can't explain to you because they are inexplicable, but I really feel like I've seen them before. Let me think." Zhang Lei frowned deeply, as if searching his mind for a fragmented memory, or perhaps a small, unintentional snippet from some supernatural event.

He had indeed seen those coffin nails.

If Yang Jian hadn't revealed the coffin nail, he wouldn't have even thought of it.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, looking at Zhang Lei with considerable anticipation, hoping that he really remembered something.

Although he knew that Zhang Lei could not have seen the coffin nail in Dachang City, he also realized that Zhang Lei might have seen a different coffin nail.

No one said there was only one of these coffin nails.

"I remember now." Suddenly, Zhang Lei looked up with a hint of surprise, as if remembering something.

However, the moment he spoke, Yang Jian's Ghost Domain enveloped the carriage, concealing this crucial information to prevent it from being leaked.

"Where?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

Zhang Lei said, "The coffin nails don't exist in my memory; they belong to a ghost. I ate that ghost, and its memories might remain in my mind, but I don't know where they are. It's like a dream; it's a bizarre place I can't even imagine."

"I can't pinpoint the exact location, but I'm certain it exists."

Yang Jian, "This is a piece of information. Tell me about it; it might be worth considering."

Zhang Lei had recalled that scene, but it was still very blurry. "I only remember that the surroundings were dark and gloomy, without any light. There was a graveyard there, and in that graveyard was a large gate, a wooden pillar and an iron gate, old and dilapidated, in a terrible state. The coffin nail was nailed to a wooden pillar next to it."

"Is it there?"

Yang Jian's expression immediately changed upon hearing his description.

The eerie place the paranormal bus took him to passed through a graveyard before he left the bus.

The cemetery stretched endlessly, inspiring fear.

But he did not see the gate leading into the cemetery.

Perhaps I overlooked it at the time; after all, who would seriously look at the cemetery outside in that situation?

"Perhaps I really should have met you sooner." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, then he said with a hint of helplessness.

It's been less than a month since the last ghost bus incident. The time interval is very short. If I had known back then that I had just brushed past a coffin nail, I would have been heartbroken and trembling.

But then, after thinking about it, Yang Jian realized that even if he had known about the coffin nails, he wouldn't have dared to take them.

Who would dare jump off that bus and enter that eerie graveyard?

That place is nothing like Hongfa Temple in Dachang City. The coffin nails under that temple look dangerous, but they're actually not. Even the abbot went in to play when he was a child and came out perfectly fine.

Yang Jian was certain that if he went to that graveyard, he would most likely be doomed.