Huang Ziya's Actions

"Why did Yang Jian suddenly release the Ghost Domain out of nowhere?"

Huang Ziya, sitting in her hotel room, was not panicked. Instead, she looked puzzled. At this time, she had not heard any news about any supernatural events. Although the Ghost Painting Incident was serious, it was still in the process of exploration and searching, and she had not actually come into contact with it.

"Did they get into another fight?"

Huang Ziya couldn't help but have the same doubts again. After all, she knew a little about Yang Jian's temper; he wasn't easy to get along with. Yet, there were always some fearless people who would clash with him. She wondered what those people were thinking.

He's probably not mentally sound.

She walked to the window and looked out of the building.

Everything outside was the same as before, without any change. The only difference was that she could not see any pedestrians or passing vehicles. The whole world was covered in a layer of red light, and the silence revealed an eerie atmosphere.

"Let's wait and see; this situation shouldn't last too long."

Huang Ziya checked her surroundings and found no danger. She decided to wait for Yang Jian to reclaim the Ghost Domain as if nothing had happened.

But when she turned around, she found that the LCD TV she had been watching was flickering, as if the signal was being severely interfered with and it could not display a picture normally.

"Looks like we won't be able to watch the TV series." She said with a hint of helplessness.

In the Ghost Domain, electronic products are easily affected. This is not intentional, but rather due to interference from supernatural forces. Electronic components cannot function properly, resulting in flickering lights, signal blockage, and a series of other phenomena.

This phenomenon is very common, and it's also easy to solve: simply plate the machine with a layer of gold.

The satellite-guided phone used by the person in charge had all its components plated with gold, so it could maintain normal communication in most paranormal events.

However, just as Huang Ziya was about to turn off the TV, she suddenly noticed several red characters projected onto the screen.

"Don't be nervous, I'm Yang Jian."

Huang Ziya paused for a moment, then looked around and found that Yang Jian was not there.

"Captain, why are you looking for me so late? Do you miss me? Should I come to your room and keep you company?" She smiled and addressed Yang Jian as Captain.

Anyway, I'm sticking with it.

After all, Yang Jian's abilities were evident to all, and he was trustworthy.

Whether Yang Jian heard her or not, the red text projected on the television screen continued to flash, "The situation is urgent. I'm in a bad state and need your help."

"Need my help? Tell me, and I'll definitely help if I can," Huang Ziya said.

The words continued to flash, "I was attacked in a strange way, my head was separated from my body, and I need your help to put my body back together."

"Huh?" Huang Ziya was stunned for a moment, then realized the seriousness of the problem.

Yang Jian is in danger; he's calling for help.

"Where are you? I'll come right away." She thought for a moment, then immediately prepared to take action.

"My head is currently on a street outside the Ping An Hotel. If you're willing to help, act immediately. I have a ghost candle with me to ensure your safety."

The red text projected on the television screen continued to flicker, revealing the next paragraph.

Yang Jian can only communicate with Huang Ziya by changing the shade of the color to reveal the writing. He cannot hear Huang Ziya's words, nor does he know what choice she will make. Yang Jian is only revealing his information. If Huang Ziya refuses, there is nothing he can do but choose another person to ask for help.

However, that would take up some time, and I don't know if we'll make it in time.

Huang Ziya saw the address on the TV and realized it was nearby. She had even eaten on that street before, so she knew the way.

"Okay, I know where it is. Let's go now."

After watching TV and finding no new information, she immediately set off.

As soon as Huang Ziya pushed open the door, she discovered that what was outside was not the hotel corridor at all, but a slightly noisy street. There were many cars stuck together on the street, as well as many panicked pedestrians. Judging from their appearance, they were probably trapped here and couldn't get out.

"The Ghost Domain has altered the environment, connecting the hotel's main entrance with the shop entrances on this street. I've now arrived at the place where Yang Jian had the accident."

Huang Ziya turned around and found that she was still in the hotel room behind her, but in front of her were streets and roads.

This incomprehensible phenomenon can only occur in the Ghost Domain.

Not too surprised, Huang Ziya identified the direction and immediately ran towards the exact location without hesitation or delay.

She knew that the pedestrians on this street were still alive and well, which proved that the real danger had not yet arrived. At this time, she could act boldly, and she had to be quick, because this opportunity could not be maintained forever. Once an anomaly occurred and danger appeared, the situation would be different.

Huang Ziya's judgment was correct.

This is indeed the safest time. Yang Jian's headless corpse hasn't started killing yet, but it's about time.

"Where? Where would Yang Jian be?"

Huang Ziya ran while looking around.

Soon, a pool of congealed blood appeared on the sidewalk in front of them, drawing attention. There was no one around the bloodstain; it seemed that passersby who noticed it had intentionally avoided it.

"Found it." Huang Ziya rushed over.

She found a red ghost candle scattered around the bloodstains, as well as an old music box. The music box was open, and she didn't know what was inside. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly, but it gave her a very uneasy feeling.

But the most attention-grabbing is Yang Jian.

"How could it have turned out like this?" Huang Ziya was stunned when she saw Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's body had vanished, leaving only a head split in two. A strange eye remained on the upper half of the head, and this strange eye was looking at her.

A new line of words appeared on the bloodstains beside them.

"My body is reviving. Find my body as soon as possible, put my head back together, and I can come back to life."

"Captain, you're amazing. Even in this state, you're still alive. I'll try my best, but my abilities are limited, and I might not be able to help you find your body successfully."

Upon seeing this line of text, Huang Ziya immediately looked up and glanced around.

There were quite a few people on the street, and the road was chaotic, filled with shouts, curses, and complaints. She couldn't find Yang Jian's body for the time being, and judging from the area covered by the Ghost Domain, it didn't seem like it would be so easy to find him in a short time.

However, she discovered traces.

Following the trail of blood on the ground, Huang Zi found a bloodstained footprint that led along the road toward the area with the most people.

It was obvious that Yang Jian's body had left.

Huang Ziya began to act. She was not afraid of the bloody head on the ground because she knew that Yang Jian's head was not dangerous at all. On the contrary, Yang Jian's corpse was more terrifying. So she took off her coat and pieced the head, which was split in two, back together, then wrapped it up and carried it in her hand.

"Captain, it looks like your brain has fallen off. Are you alright?"

Although Yang Jian's head had been pieced back together, it was merely a simple reconstruction; it did not restore his hearing or vision, nor did it allow him to speak.

He needs to use the power of the ghost to piece his head back together.

Moreover, his current state is very special; it's like a consciousness parasitizing a mutilated corpse, not existing solely by the physical body.

In other words, Yang Jian's thoughts have become independent; his head is merely an appendage to this consciousness.

"Hurry up, time is running out."

A line of writing reappeared, indicating that Yang Jian was somewhat anxious at this moment.

"It seems you can't speak right now, Captain. But don't hold a grudge about what happened earlier. I was saving you, so you'd better thank me later and don't you dare make things difficult for me."

As Huang Ziya spoke, she grabbed Yang Jian's head and followed the bloody footprints.

As for the little thing that fell off your head, there's no need to worry about it anymore.