The Person on His Shoulders

To be honest, Yang Jian was not too willing to meet He Tianxiong. If he could, he would have sent this guy into the fifth level of the Ghost Domain like Zhang Jian and made him disappear from this world.

There's no way he'll have a chance to speak.

However, the magnificent villa presented him with a slight obstacle, preventing him from finding He Tianxiong immediately.

"This guy is controlling two ghosts, which are much higher level than Zhang Jian's. Although the ghosts are not in a dead state, they can still cause me some trouble." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on He Tianxiong's shoulder.

He Tianxiong's shoulders slumped slightly, as if weighed down by something.

Ordinary people cannot see hidden ghosts, but his Ghost Eye can see them very clearly.

Those were a pair of bare, thin, and livid feet, which were now resting on He Tianxiong's shoulders, one on each side, as if using him as a stepping stone, or perhaps He Tianxiong had to use his body to support the ghost and prevent its feet from touching the ground.

His gaze shifted slightly upwards, and above the pair of thin, livid feet was half a body, dressed in black cloth trousers. The trousers didn't seem to be from this era; they looked like an old-fashioned style from decades ago. The slightly oversized trousers swayed slightly, as if the corpse standing on He Tianxiong's shoulders was not stable.

No matter how He Tianxiong moved around, the corpse never seemed to fall down.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze from the ghost's waist and didn't look any further, because he knew that if he looked up any higher, he might be killed by the ghost immediately.

According to Manager Fei's own intelligence report...

He Tianxiong's code name is Ghost Stepping on Man.

The rule for killing is: never look up.

Once the Ghost Hair you looking up at it, it will immediately get off He Tianxiong's shoulder and kill him. Whether you actually see the ghost or not is irrelevant; just making the gesture is enough.

It can be said that the level of danger is extremely high.

Because it wasn't He Tianxiong who took action, but the ghost within his body, he was also a very special Ghost Tamer.

"Did he deliberately stand on the third floor to fulfill the ghost's conditions for killing? Just to lure me up so that the ghost on his body would notice me?"

Yang Jian thought to himself, but did not look up. Although he was standing on the first floor, his Ghost Eye were fixed on He Tianxiong.

He knew from the information he had seen that his Ghost Eye were somewhat restrained by it.

If it weren't for that information, Yang Jian would be facing the possibility of being killed by He Tianxiong's ghost right now.

"Yang Jian didn't look up." He Tianxiong's expression shifted slightly. "How is that possible?"

Normally, a person on the third floor would subconsciously look up at themselves, so their ghost would walk down from their shoulder and kill Yang Jian. But Yang Jian, on the other hand, looks at people with his forehead.

A strange red eye on its forehead kept staring at it, like a vengeful ghost spying on it.

"This guy is probably intentionally avoiding looking up. If that's the case, then there's only one possibility: my information has been leaked and there's a problem with my social media network." This thought flashed through He Tianxiong's mind, and his heart sank even further.

After all, he was different from other Ghost Tamer; he couldn't completely control the ghosts inside his body. He could only choose the right opportunity to release the ghosts to kill people, but he couldn't choose the targets for the ghosts.

If Yang Jian doesn't look up and get noticed by his ghost, then even as Ghost Tamer, he can't make the ghost leave his shoulder; at most, he can only control it to prevent it from killing people.

But right now, what He Tianxiong needs most is for a ghost to kill Yang Jian for him.

In a brief exchange of ten or so seconds, they could each form a general guess and a clear judgment.

Yang Jian had the upper hand.

"Stop it. We have no deep-seated hatred, so there's no point in fighting. I heard there was a murder case involving an oil painting in the city today, which is probably the beginning of the Ghost Painting incident. As one of the people in charge, you should be involved, right? There's no need for you to waste your time on me when it comes to something so important."

Immediately, cold sweat broke out on He Tianxiong's forehead, and he felt his shoulders were heavier than usual. At this moment, he began to persuade him, "If you are willing to stop, I can agree to any conditions you set, as long as they are not excessive."

Yang Jian's Ghost Eye darted around, but he remained silent.

He was thinking about how to kill He Tianxiong in a way that would minimize the consequences.

"No deep-seated hatred? I heard that people in your social circle want to get rid of me. They've already finalized their plan and will be carrying it out soon."

Yang Jian, "You must be one of the executors of the plan, right? That's why I came here today. If possible, I'd like to take care of a few of you key members first. Before you, Manager Fei Zhang Jian are already dead. Now it's your turn."

Upon hearing this, He Tianxiong's expression hardened.

Although they knew there was a problem within their circle of friends, they never expected that Yang Jian would know about such a confidential matter, especially since this guy had actually fought his way here.

"Indeed, your intelligence is very accurate. I have nothing to explain about that; it's a matter of stance, not personal grudges. The matter of the WeChat Moments wasn't decided by me alone, but by a board vote. However, the plan hasn't been implemented yet, and we haven't reached a point of no return. There's still room for negotiation."

He Tianxiong felt uneasy being stared at by that eye. He took a few steps, trying to avoid the strange gaze, but his heart was already filled with unease.

"I have a plan that satisfies both sides. If we shake hands and make peace today, I will not participate in any of your plans on social media, and we can live in peace. As personal compensation, I will give you this villa, and I can assure you that I will never retaliate against you in the future."

"Well? For people like us, nothing is more important than living. You should know I mean it."

He had thought these words through carefully. First, since they had already come knocking on his door, it wouldn't be worth it to fight this brute to the death if he didn't back down. Second, Yang Jian already knew he was living here, so he couldn't stay in this house anymore, lest Yang Jian decide to kill him one day.

I heard that Yang Jian is very vengeful; he killed Wang Xiaoming's younger brother, Wang Xiaoqiang, in Dachang City.

Moreover, once tonight is over, he will choose to lay low for a while, let Fang Shiming handle the rest, and watch the outcome unfold. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Yang Jian replied, "Zhang Jian said something similar to what you said. These are just cowardly words spoken when things come to a head. Besides, your sincerity now doesn't mean you'll always be sincere. You can talk, but I'll only believe in your sincerity if you're not beaten to death by me within five minutes. I can't just suffer in silence after someone slaps me, can I?"

He Tianxiong frowned slightly upon hearing this.

It was an extremely harsh tone, but he understood the meaning behind Yang Jian's words.

If he is easy to kill, then he will kill himself on the way today; if he is not easy to kill, then he will be willing to resolve the matter peacefully.

"Are you serious? You'll resolve this in five minutes?" He Tianxiong asked.

If that's the case, then it means Yang Jian isn't planning to fight to the death and will hold back, which gives me a chance.

"Do you think I'm just standing here talking nonsense to you to fool you?" Yang Jian. "If you want to live, prove your abilities. Those who lack ability but still try to harm others deserve to die."

"A person like you certainly has the right to say that." At this moment, He Tianxiong no longer regarded Yang Jian as a naive young man.

This guy is terrifyingly dangerous.

"Let's begin," Yang Jian said in a deep voice without looking up.

As soon as he finished speaking, He Tianxiong's expression changed drastically. He turned and ran, his movements incredibly agile, not at all like someone who had a ghost on his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the corridor on the third floor. Then, there was a loud bang as the door slammed shut, and the entire room fell silent.

They've slipped away.

They slipped away incredibly fast.

Yang Jian remained standing in the same spot, making no move, only the Ghost Eye on his forehead staring in the direction where He Tianxiong had disappeared.

"We can't let that ghost on his shoulder get off, otherwise even if we kill him, things will get complicated. Ghosts without Ghost Tamer are hard to deal with. But we don't know anything about his other ghost, so we need to keep an eye on it."

He glanced at the time. "If we can't easily deal with He Tianxiong within five minutes, we'll have to consider letting him go for now. After all, there's Fang Shiming behind him, the one who's suspected of possessing the Ghost Scissors. We can't fight too hard here, or we'll reveal our trump cards, which wouldn't be good."

He Tianxiong controlled two ghosts, and one of the ghosts on his body was a special kind of being. These kinds of people are a bit troublesome and not easy to kill.

Of course, if Yang Jian was determined to kill this guy, he could do it. After all, he had the Undying Music Box and the Ghost Candle in his possession. If he continued to fight, he would definitely survive in the end, while He Tianxiong would be doomed.

"Then let's see how long you can hold out," Yang Jian thought to himself, his expression turning serious.

He was not arrogant at all, and even when facing Zhang Jian, he was very cautious. He activated three layers of Ghost Domain to protect himself, and finally used five layers of Ghost Domain to send him away. It can be said that he went all out to ensure that there was no chance of failure.

The next moment.

Yang Jian moved. He took a step forward and disappeared from the first floor, appearing directly on the third floor.

The surrounding lights flickered, as if disturbed by something, and the once brightly lit villa immediately became dim, and even the temperature seemed to drop, creating an indescribable chill.

Click!

The locked door was opened easily without any obstruction.

Yang Jian entered the room, his figure gradually swallowed by the darkness inside.

At this very moment.

He Tianxiong was breathing rapidly and sweating profusely. Because of his familiarity with his house, he quickly went from the third floor to the second floor.

Instead of taking the stairs, he used the pre-installed elevator access between the floors.

"The room doors are all protected by golden barriers. Although the amount is small, it can block the coverage of the Ghost Domain. Jiang Shangbai tried this last time. Without the Ghost Domain, Yang Jian will definitely not be able to find me in a short time, since he doesn't have a location tracking function."

"What I need to do now is to try my best to survive and avoid a direct confrontation with this guy. Putting aside whether I can win or not, even if I could, he is, after all, controlling three ghosts. If we were to fight head-on, I would definitely die before him from the resurgence of the vengeful spirits. Moreover, he knows my key information, so the ghost standing on my shoulder probably won't have a chance to get off."

He Tianxiong fled all the way, and in this villa, he played hide-and-seek with Yang Jian while analyzing the situation in his mind.

It was as if they were treating Yang Jian as a real ghost.

But before he could think any further, he heard Yang Jian's unhurried footsteps above him. It seemed that Yang Jian had already sensed that he was nearby, but the environment prevented him from pinpointing his location immediately, resulting in an error.

"Bang!"

Then, He Tianxiong heard the ceiling upstairs shake, as if someone was stomping their feet, but such force was definitely not something a human could use.

"Is that Yang Jian's ghost? He wants to break through this house to find me. We can't be naive; this guy is too dangerous. We absolutely have to use what we need, or we really will die here."

Without thinking twice, he gritted his teeth, threw something out of his pocket, and headed straight for a small room on the second floor.

That small room was a safe house he had meticulously built at great expense. It could easily keep out most ghosts, but it would be a bit difficult to keep out people.

But He Tianxiong could only gamble on these five minutes.

Just as He Tianxiong ran out of the room on the second floor, a tall, headless black figure stood in his spot. The figure emitted a faint red glow, revealing a strange red eye.

"You ran pretty fast, but it's too late. Without using a ghost to fight me, these little tricks are useless."

The commotion on the third floor immediately subsided.

Yang Jian had already disappeared on the third floor; he had found He Tianxiong's location.

His panicked figure was clearly visible in the dim light.

Moment.

He raised his palm and placed it on his forehead. Five Ghost Eye immediately overlapped within his body, and a red light illuminated the surroundings.

A chilling terror washed over him, and his senses as Ghost Tamer made He Tianxiong stiffen. He couldn't help but turn around to look.

"Oh shit."

My mind went blank for a moment, and only a subconscious curse escaped my lips.