Speculation

Seeing Yang Jian motionless, seemingly lost in thought, Huang Ziya couldn't help but say, "If you can't figure out the reason, then don't think about it. At this point, surviving is the most important thing. Besides, are you really okay like this? After all, you only have half a head left, and you'll be like this forever?"

Even the most receptive person cannot tolerate someone walking around with half their head on their head.

Yang Jian's stiff, cold corpse stirred, but he was analyzing the situation. "The attack I was attacked didn't seem like a supernatural event. It was like I was being targeted. I was walking down the street and on the phone when I was suddenly attacked in two strange ways. One attack dismembered my head, and the other split my head in two."

"The purpose of this attack was very clear: to kill me in one blow, leaving me no chance of survival."

"If it were a ghost killing someone, it wouldn't be like this, because a ghost couldn't attack you a second time after attacking you once, especially not in the same place."

Huang Ziya asked in surprise, "You think it was human? Did Ghost Tamer attack you?"

Killing someone with a ghost and killing Ghost Tamer are actually quite similar, with the latter being even more bizarre. This is because killing someone with a ghost at least requires following certain rules, but Ghost Tamer, after acquiring the abilities of a ghost, can ignore these so-called rules and act directly.

"There's an over 80% chance that someone is targeting me, because since the second attack, there hasn't been a third. If it were a ghost trying to kill me, it wouldn't just attack twice; it would keep attacking until I'm completely dead," Yang Jian slowly stood up.

"Therefore, the possibility of me being targeted by a ghost is very small and unreasonable, but if Ghost Tamer were to attack me, then everything would make sense."

"I was still alive after the first attack, so a certain Ghost Tamer finished me off with an additional attack. After the second attack, they determined my condition and concluded that I was dead, so they did not continue to attack. This is why the third attack never happened."

Yang Jian's eye socket contained a red eye that looked beyond the Ghost Domain.

He needs to investigate, he needs to find out the truth. If it's confirmed that the Ghost Tamer was responsible, then he needs revenge.

Now, he no longer needs to worry about anything.

The music box's curse prevents him from dying.

Only.

Yang Jian felt a sense of gravity; that attack was far too terrifying.

Ignoring the barriers of the four layers of Ghost Domain and the resistance of the ghosts within his own body, he instantly severed his head. Even if he is currently cursed to be immortal, he would likely find it difficult to withstand such an attack again.

This situation is exactly the same as what happened at the Caesar Hotel.

A terrifying ghost roamed the hotel. He had seen it with his own eyes. The ghost was a tall, rotting male corpse. Its method of killing was to step on the footprints of passersby.

Once a footprint is stepped on, triggering the killing pattern, the ghost's attack ignores distance and ghostly Ghost Domain, and a single attack can instantly deplete almost an entire ghost candle.

If it weren't for deciphering the pattern in time, and having the Ghost Candle obtained after the Dachang City incident to buy time, I, Xiong Wenwen, Lin Luomei, and the others would definitely have been wiped out there.

"Do I need to retrieve that eerie wood-cutter's knife from that ghost to fight off this terrifying attack? Anyway, I'm not going to die now, so I'm not afraid of being suddenly killed."

Yang Jian was thinking and weighing his options.

He thought this was a very feasible plan. He had been interested in what the ghost was holding before, but he was wary and didn't want to confront an unknown level ghost head-on for a strange object. That would be very unwise.

After all, no matter how special something is, it's not as important as your own life.

Now that I'm dead, all my worries are gone, and the conditions for action are in place.

"No rush, I need to figure out what's going on before taking any action." Yang Jian suppressed this thought for the time being.

He wants to know the truth.

He would act only after understanding everything. There was still time; the music box's curse could last for quite a while, at least a few days without any problems. And he wouldn't need a few days to investigate thoroughly.

Tonight, he will be certain.

Because Yang Jian already had a vague guess in his heart, but it hadn't been confirmed yet.

But before that, Yang Jian needs to recover his health, otherwise this condition will be very detrimental to him.

"Using Gao Zhiqiang's Ghost Deceiver to restore people again, this isn't the first time." Yang Jian's gaze turned to his room in the Ping An Hotel.

Inside the bedroom of that room, there was a box made of gold, which imprisoned Gao Zhiqiang's ghost.

This was something we got from the last Headquarters meeting. We neither controlled the ghost nor carried it with us; we just left it casually in the hotel.

He was confident that no one would dare to rob him from his own home.

If they could steal it, then Yang Jian himself would already be dead, and the items would be irrelevant.

Immediately.

Yang Jian took a step and walked towards the Ping An Hotel.

"Wait, wait a minute," Huang Ziya called out to him.

Yang Jian stopped and looked at Huang Ziya.

Huang Ziya lay on the ground, struggling to move forward. Her lower body seemed paralyzed, and she was unable to stand up smoothly.

"A side effect of the resurgence of a vengeful ghost?" Yang Jian glanced at her and immediately understood her condition.

His health deteriorated significantly. Although he helped Huang Ziya suppress the ghost, it was only a temporary solution.

"Aren't you going to help me up?" Huang Ziya said.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else." Yang Jian walked over and picked him up.

Light and slender—that was Yang Jian's impression of this woman; she didn't have the figure a woman should have.

This is a common problem for those Ghost Tamer; their bodies are already constantly decaying.

"You helped me this time, I should thank you," Yang Jian said, looking at her.

Huang Ziya was taken aback. She said, "Didn't you save me at the training base last time? And that time was much more dangerous than this one. I haven't thanked you yet. But it seems we don't need to be so polite. I'm dying. The vengeful spirit has already revived. Temporary suppression is useless. Once I'm free from your help, the revival will continue. And judging from your appearance, you probably won't live much longer either."

As she spoke, a bitter smile appeared on her lips.

Although I foresaw this ending the day I became Ghost Tamer, I was still unwilling to accept it when I was about to die in despair.

Yang Jian, with only half a head remaining, did indeed look terrible, but he replied in a strange voice, "That won't happen, at least not now."

He led Huang Ziya into the Ping An Hotel and back to their own room.