Deception

"Ha, ho!"

From the darkness came the panting of someone running desperately. Although the person sounded extremely exhausted, they dared not stop.

Holding the ghost candle in her hand, Huang Ziya's eyes revealed deep fear as she fled alone.

She dared not stop.

Because she could feel countless ghostly ropes hanging down from above, drifting towards her.

She needs to buy time.

We must give Yang Jian others one last chance; only in this way can everyone possibly survive.

However, the courage she mustered at that time could not sustain her indefinitely.

When darkness begins to erode your vision, when you are lost, and you are all alone.

Alone and helpless, gripped by fear, Huang Ziya ran while crying, tears streaming down her face.

I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.

However, Huang Ziya was tightly clutching a strange rag doll in her hand.

This was her only hope.

Yang Jian had said that if he needed to drip a drop of blood onto the doll in a critical moment, it could save his life and prevent him from being killed by the ghost rope.

Huang Ziya felt incredibly foolish. Yang Jian's words might have been a lie, because at that time, someone needed to make a sacrifice to buy time.

She felt immense regret; if she had known, she shouldn't have rushed out on her own initiative.

However, it's too late to say anything now.

Huang Ziya could only believe Yang Jian's words, believe that the rag doll in her hand really worked, and believe that this operation could really succeed.

In the darkness, her breathing grew heavier and heavier, and her running speed slowed down.

Huang Ziya's physical strength could no longer sustain her.

Soon, she will be exhausted and collapse on the ground, and that will be her chance to use the rag doll.

Right now.

Yang Jian's opportunity has arrived.

He successfully removed the ghost's face.

Looking at the dark, serene yet eerily peaceful face of a dead man on the blood-stained old newspaper, a strange chill crept into my heart.

Does this kind of memory manipulation really work?

If that doesn't work, what's next? I've exhausted all my methods and used everything I could.

It can be said that after fighting to this point, he has nothing left, and he himself is in danger of the resurgence of the vengeful ghost. If he fails again, he will only have to wait for death in despair.

The ghost had lost the ability to move at this moment.

Thanks to the cooperation of Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and others, the number of ghosts was reduced to eight.

The demon chose the Demon Rope as its remaining ability. Although its indiscriminate attack almost killed everyone, the consequence was that it lost its ability to move. This is because controlling the Demon Rope does not require any action from the demon; the Demon Rope will kill others on its own.

However, because Yang Jian and his group did not achieve absolute suppression, they were unable to trigger the Ghost Reboot's ability.

The ghost, now unable to move and unable to restart its second wave of attacks, can only stand here stiffly like a corpse.

It's like it's crashed.

Therefore, this is an excellent opportunity to take action.

This opportunity was created by Yang Jian by exhausting all his resources and risking his life several times. Moreover, this opportunity will never come twice and cannot be replicated. Even under the same conditions, he could not guarantee that he could reach this point again.

Not a single second was wasted.

He quickly picked up the blood-stained old newspaper, preparing to alter the ghost's memory and make it misjudge the number of ghosts it possessed.

The ghost currently possesses 9 units. What would be a suitable number to mislead the ghost into believing its own number has changed?

Should we simply set the number of ghosts to 1?

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, as if he wanted to make changes, but then he froze.

Even if the number of ghosts changes, how can we leave this place? At most, it will only ensure that everyone will not be attacked by ghosts for a period of time, but we still cannot leave this Ghost Domain.

This Ghost Domain is simply unsolvable.

"There's only one chance to alter memories. Once the face is returned, unexpected changes may occur. If it doesn't work as expected, then this opportunity will have been wasted." Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, and he frowned deeply.

"Yang Jian, the ghost seems unable to move, but the nearby Ghost Domain is still there, and we can't see a way out. What should we do next?" Wang Jiang looked around at the darkness in the distance, still appearing very panicked.

The ghost has been subdued, but what's next?

Zhang Lei said, "Don't make a fuss. Yang Jian is trying to find a solution. We've come this far, which proves that Yang Jian's method is correct. I can sense that this is the final step, and we absolutely cannot afford to make a mistake on this step."

"We need to hurry, I see Qian Yi looks like he's about to die." Another unfamiliar Ghost Tamer was in charge of observing the surroundings.

He saw that Qian Yi, who was hanging in mid-air, had already lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. Although he was still breathing, he was probably not far from death.

"Besides, I'm not sure how long Huang Ziya can hold out. All the ghost ropes are heading for her. If she dies, we'll immediately face the danger of being hanged again."

"If you can't help, shut up." Yang Jian turned around and shouted angrily, "You didn't dare to fight back just now, but now you've learned to make sarcastic remarks."

The man immediately shut his mouth after being shouted at, not daring to argue.

Yang Jian dared not make a hasty decision. Although altering memories was incredibly easy for him, he could not bear the consequences.

"Give me one more message. If I don't survive this time, you'll stay here with me."

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the human skin paper.

The previous information plan was outdated, incomplete, and unworkable. Now that we've reached this point, we need a new information guide.

After all, the previous plan didn't expect Yang Jian to be able to suppress the ghost.

It can be said that reaching this point has even exceeded the expectations of the original plan.

The paper doll wasn't pretending to be silent; perhaps it sensed the tension of the situation. If it missed its chance, Yang Jian would die, and it would be left here, eventually falling into the hands of this ghost.

Soon, the writing on the parchment quickly appeared.

"My Yang Jian. By the time you see this, I will already be dead. At that time, I was in the training base. After several close calls, I finally managed to restrain the ghost. But this restraint wouldn't last long. I had to find a way to take advantage of this opportunity to leave. My original plan was to gather two groups of people, ensuring that no one was alone, and then use the ghost candle to lure the ghost away. But by the time I saw that plan, it was already too late."

"That plan was destined to fail, but I still have an opportunity to make the ghosts misjudge their own number, thereby using a certain characteristic of ghosts to escape from this Ghost Domain."

"I tried to make the ghosts misjudge their own number as 1, but the result was that we were all wiped out at the training base."

The strange handwriting appeared, seemingly revealing a terrible future outcome: altering the ghosts' memories to make them believe that their number is 1, which would lead to their total annihilation.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed upon seeing this.

The number of ghosts cannot be mistakenly determined to be 1, so the smallest number is not acceptable, and other numbers are definitely not acceptable either; 2, 3, 4, etc. seem to make no difference.

"Could it be 0?" A number popped into Yang Jian's mind.

What would happen if the ghost mistakenly believed its own quantity was 0?

Did he deny his own existence?

"I tried to make the ghosts misjudge their own number as 0, but I still died." The next sentence that appeared on the human skin paper made Yang Jian's face darken.

Is 0 not acceptable?

So, does that mean we're on a dead end?

However, the writing on the parchment continued to surface: I tried several methods to tamper with memories, and even considered implanting some memories to control this ghost, but all the methods failed because the ability to tamper with memories has a very limited duration. Once I release the ghost's control, the ability to tamper with memories will be forcibly erased. After all, this ghost can suppress the abilities of any other ghost, including the old newspaper in my hand.

Yang Jian's expression immediately turned extremely serious upon seeing these words.

The act of altering memories can only be accomplished while one is suppressing the demon, and its effects are limited to this period of suppression.

Once the suppression is released, the demon's ability will forcibly erase and alter the memory.

"Am I really going to die here?" Yang Jian felt that his chances of survival were extremely slim.

Even a piece of human skin couldn't think of a way to survive at this point.

But if they can't think of a way out, why does this piece of paper have to spout so much nonsense?

Suddenly, Yang Jian realized something and stared intently at the human skin paper in his hand.

Or perhaps it has a solution, but is unlikely to be willing to share it.

This plan might have some negative impact on the human skin paper, or it might allow Yang Jian to profit from it, making the human skin paper less and less dependent on Yang Jian.

"Don't you want to come up with a solution? In that case, let's die here together, just like back in school. Anyway, you saved my life back then. At worst, we'll go back to square one. Let's just pretend we never left No. 7 Middle School." Yang Jian stared at it and said.

He's gambling.

The human skin paper, under the same circumstances, was unwilling to stay in this Ghost Domain. Last time, in the Ghost Domain of the Door-Knocking Ghost, the human skin paper was unwilling to be lost. Now, if it is lost in the Ghost Domain of this ghost coffin, it will definitely never see the light of day again.

The writing on the parchment was disappearing rapidly.

The remaining handwriting, after disappearing, formed a crooked sentence. "Making the ghost misjudge your number as 3 is the only chance to survive."

"3?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly.

Why is it this number?

Before he could think further, the words disappeared, and a sentence reappeared. "Once the ghost misjudges the correct number, it will release its suppression on us and begin to restart. I will take advantage of that time to dismember the ghost and take away the nail containing the three ghosts."

"I understand." Yang Jian's eyes widened instantly, and he understood the sentence on the human skin paper.

First, make the ghosts misjudge their own number as 3, then take away three ghosts yourself.

In this way, after the ghost restarts, it will think that its number of ghosts is 0.

This misjudgment wasn't caused by altered memories, but rather by the ghost's own misunderstanding. After all, it was deceiving itself; a ghost can't possibly disbelieve itself.

If all goes well, the ghosts after the restart will always believe that their number of ghosts is 0.

If the value is 0, will the ghost still start killing people?

"This bizarre and unbelievable plan can even utilize the ghost's ability to restart. This human skin paper is truly sinister and terrifying." Yang Jian was both delighted and increasingly wary.

But he couldn't care less about how strange the human skin paper was; he immediately began to take action.

Yang Jian could still move one hand, but it didn't affect him at all. He immediately began to tamper with the ghost's memories, making the ghost mistakenly believe that the number of ghosts it possessed was 3.

To confirm that the memory alteration was successful, he wrote down some important information repeatedly.

After confirming that everything was correct, he took the blood-stained old newspaper and, along with the image of a dead person with closed eyes and an eerie, peaceful expression, covered the ghost's head again, then put the face back on.

Up to now.

All the actions are over; all that's left is to wait.

Yang Jian's heart leaped into his throat. He needed to seize the opportunity to immediately use his ghostly hand to penetrate the ghost's body and remove the three coffin nails made by the ghost.

Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang, who were standing to the side, saw Yang Jian's strange actions. Although they didn't understand them, they didn't dare to ask. They knew that Yang Jian was thinking of a way to carry out the next step, so they didn't disturb him.

Human skin paper, bloodstained old newspapers, though they were usually unwilling to be exposed.

But if it were revealed at this point, it wouldn't be a big deal, since they only saw that Yang Jian had this thing, but didn't know its capabilities.