Creating an Eerie Object

With Huang Ziya's help, Yang Jian's consciousness returned safely, albeit with some danger, but at least he survived.

The two returned to the Ping An Hotel.

This is Yang Jian's room.

Although he had been gone for a while, nothing in the room had been touched, and all his important belongings were still there.

For example, Gao Zhiqiang's ghost, the pair of red embroidered shoes in the box, and the few rarely used white ghost candles.

"Wait for me a moment."

Yang Jian placed Huang Ziya on the sofa and then went into the room.

He never retracted the four layers of the Ghost Domain, leaving it as it was, because he wasn't sure if that kind of attack would happen again. Although the four layers of the Ghost Domain couldn't completely block that terrible attack, it could at least prevent others from seeing it. If the person who attacked him was indeed a Ghost Tamer, the Ghost Domain would still be useful.

Moreover, he can now use the power of vengeful spirits for extended periods of time, so he doesn't need to worry about the risk of the spirits reviving.

The cursed ringing of the music box still echoed in my mind.

Huang Ziya frowned as she watched Yang Jian leave. She noticed that her thick black hair was growing back rapidly, and the danger of the resurrected evil spirit was once again looming over her.

Really.

Once Yang Jian's suppression is gone, her body will immediately be devoured by the ghost.

This process is irreversible unless Yang Jian stays by her side the whole time.

"It seems the situation is worse than we imagined." Soon, Yang Jian came out. He still only had half a head, and his slightly stiff body exuded a cold aura.

However, Huang Ziya noticed that Yang Jian was now holding a small box.

The box is golden in color, so it's probably made of gold. Usually, these kinds of things don't contain anything of value.

"Unless Headquarters helps me control the second ghost, I'm doomed. But given my current situation, my application will definitely not be approved." Huang Ziya remained motionless, but the sofa was already covered with a layer of black hair.

She did not struggle, nor was she afraid.

She knew she would be safe now because Yang Jian was there.

"The reason Headquarters has the method to control a second ghost is because all the ghosts we imprison are handed over to Headquarters. They have enough material to study in order to find a matching ghost. But nothing is absolute. I have a preliminary plan that might be useful to you."

Yang Jian walked over and grabbed Huang Ziya's thin arm.

Immediately.

The strange black hair that had just grown out gradually shrank back, and in no time Huang Ziya returned to her previous appearance.

Yang Jian, the Ghost Hand, has the quota to suppress three ghosts. He used one of his ghost-suppressing quotas on Huang Ziya, so she is unlikely to be in any danger for the time being.

"What do you want to do?" Huang Ziya shifted her body, looking very expectant.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's take care of your body first." Yang Jian's tone was still strange as he reached out and opened the box in front of him.

Instantly.

A stench of rotting corpse wafted from the box, making people want to vomit.

"This is... a ghost?" Huang Ziya glanced at it and her expression changed drastically, because she saw a corpse lying inside the box. The corpse was folded and curled up in a strange position and was already in a state of decay.

Yang Jian, "Yes, this is the ghost on Gao Zhiqiang's body, codenamed 'Ghost Deceiver.' I killed that guy and stole it during my first meeting at Headquarters. This ghost is very special; it's one of the more unusual ones I've ever seen."

Gao Zhiqiang?

Huang Ziya didn't recognize this person, but she understood that he must Ghost Tamer from Headquarters, just like herself.

"You stole the ghost from him? What was so special about that person's ghost?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Yang Jian's red Ghost Eye peered into the box.

Soon.

The rotting corpse inside the box began to move, as if struggling, or perhaps trying to revive.

In a short while, the rotting corpse inside the box slowly stood up.

"It seems this thing wasn't staying still inside the box; it's still regenerating its body." Yang Jian observed that the corpse was rapidly recovering after emerging from the box, its deteriorating condition reversing as it tried to return to normal.

But the next moment...

Yang Jian suddenly reached out and grabbed the corpse by the neck.

Immediately.

The rotting corpse began to disintegrate, turning into a pile of useless bones and rotten flesh.

But the real ghost was already in his grasp.

That wasn't a person, but a human-shaped outline, blurry and indistinct. But that was the true face of the ghost. The corpse on the ground was just the result of the ghost having corrupted Gao Zhiqiang too deeply, making it believe it was Gao Zhiqiang, so it was constantly recovering. If Gao Zhiqiang were corrupted for a long time, the ghost would completely replace him.

Moreover, this ghost is usually invisible to ordinary people; it only manifests in the Ghost Domain.

Huang Ziya was astonished, and her opinion of Yang Jian's methods changed once again.

Others would be terrified and run away as fast as they could when they encountered a real ghost, but Yang Jian dared to touch the ghost face to face, and it seemed that he could even grab it in his hand, and he was not affected at all.

"No, that's not right." Huang Ziya then widened her eyes.

She witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Yang Jian's half-headed body, which had been dead for some time, was beginning to regenerate.

Her mind was rapidly returning to normal, her icy body was warming up, and she was still being held by Yang Jian's other hand, clearly feeling the warmth of his hand returning to her.

"How is this possible? Your body has recovered?" Huang Ziya was so shocked she almost cried out.

Yang Jian remained calm, saying, "This ghost can affect everything around it, including the body. I used this to restore my body, but only to those parts that haven't been corrupted by the ghost. For example, my arm won't recover; it will remain the same as before."

He looked at his arm, its skin dark and its palms pale, still cold and lifeless, just like a corpse.

"Is that so?" Huang Ziya understood, but still found it unbelievable.

This method of using ghosts completely overturns the common sense of Ghost Tamer.

However, Huang Ziya then discovered that her body was also recovering, returning to its healthy state. Her thin skin gradually became fuller, her unhealthy complexion became rosy and delicate, and her body, which had been paralyzed by the ghost's resurrection, regained sensation.

Even her otherwise unremarkable chest swelled up.

Suddenly, Huang Ziya, who had become thin, haggard, and almost unrecognizable from being tormented by the vengeful ghost, transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman with a great figure.

"So, is there anything else that doesn't feel right? I can help you revise it again," Yang Jian said.

Huang Ziya stood up, looked around, and even looked at herself in the mirror. She was surprised, but even more delighted.

My physique is even better than it was before I became Ghost Tamer.

"Captain, what's wrong with me? Did you do this on purpose? I wasn't this big before." After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her, Huang Ziya couldn't help but look down at her chest again.

Yang Jian remained calm. "I simply compared your appearance to that of a certain woman and made the best choice. If you don't like it, I can help you change it back."

"No need, this is fine," Huang Ziya said immediately.

Having finally become so beautiful and possessing such a great figure, how could she possibly give it up?

"I plan to give you this ghost temporarily. It can help you suppress the resurgence of the vengeful spirit. I have other things to do and can't keep suppressing the ghost in your body indefinitely. Consider this your reward for saving me," Yang Jian said. "However, you cannot control it for an extended period of time, otherwise you will be corrupted by this ghost and can only use it."

As he spoke, he glanced around the room. "If you could carry something with you at all times, what would it be?"

Huang Ziya was a little confused, but she still followed Yang Jian's advice and looked at a European-style table lamp next to her.

The lamp has some glass and crystal ornaments, among which a teardrop-shaped crystal ornament is particularly beautiful.

"How about that thing?" Huang Ziya asked, pointing.

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Okay."

As he spoke, the crystal pendant on the lamp disappeared and then reappeared in his hand.

"Captain, what do you want to do?" Huang Ziya asked, both curious and puzzled.

"You don't need to seal the ghost inside with gold; you just need to keep it from escaping for a short time. I had an idea when I was distorting the Ghost Domain." Yang Jian held the teardrop-shaped crystal ornament in his hand.

The next moment, his Ghost Eye opened, and an eerie red light enveloped the surroundings.

The blurry, humanoid ghost he was holding began to twist and contort, like a swaying shadow, randomly changing shape.

Under the influence of the four layers of Ghost Domain, everything around will change.

However, it's impossible to prevent the ghost from reviving in a short time using this alone; further influence is needed.

The fifth level of the Ghost Domain has opened.

The blurry, distorted humanoid outline in his hand began to disappear rapidly—first the hands and feet, then the body, until finally only a head twisted into a black dot remained.

Finally, Yang Jian placed the blurry black dot into the crystal pendant in his hand.

In the transparent and pure pendant, the black spot exists like an impurity, very inconspicuous.

But this is all there is to a ghost. As time goes by, this black dot will gradually break free of its limitations and become a real ghost.

"Try it. Hold this thing and repeatedly tell yourself that the vengeful ghost won't resurrect. If I haven't miscalculated, it should work." Yang Jian tossed the crystal pendant to Huang Ziya.

Huang Ziya hurriedly took it, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

There's a ghost inside!

But what impressed her even more was that Yang Jian had actually manipulated the ghost, and not only that, he had even managed to create a bizarre object.

Huang Ziya tried Yang Jian's method. She held the crystal, closed her eyes, and began to give herself positive self-suggestion.

Without Yang Jian's suppression, her thick black hair revived and began to grow rapidly once again.

But soon...

The vengeful spirit's resurgence stopped, and the thick black hair stopped growing when it was halfway through its growth.

Huang Ziya felt a cold, sinister aura emanating from the crystal in her hand, invading her body and affecting the ghost within, preventing it from reviving.

"It works."

She then opened her eyes and jumped up from the sofa in surprise.

"Don't be too happy yet," Yang Jian said. "Look at the crystal in your hand again."

Huang Ziya opened her palm and saw that the black spot inside the crystal had grown larger, as if the pollution was spreading.

"I twisted the ghost's body and used five layers of Ghost Domain to make part of it disappear, but left a tiny bit behind. The ghost will gradually revive through this black spot. The more you use it, the faster the revival will accelerate, until the crystal shatters and the vanished ghost reappears before your eyes."

"However, if you use it sparingly, you should be fine for a while," Yang Jian said. "Figure it out yourself."

"I understand, but this thing is so special, are you really planning to give it to me?" Huang Ziya blinked.

Yang Jian, "As I said before, this is only a temporary gift. If I die, then this thing will be yours. If I live, I will retrieve it later. Don't lose it. I'm also giving you the ghost candle. My life isn't that worthless."

"Well, Captain, thank you very much." Huang Ziya smiled and did not refuse.

For the first time, she felt that choosing Yang Jian as the team leader was the best decision she had ever made, because she saw hope for survival in Yang Jian.

"No need, this is what you deserve. You can go back now; I have other things to do." Yang Jian pointed to the door. "Once you walk out this door, you can leave my Ghost Domain and return to your own room."

"Captain, are you kicking me out already?"

Huang Ziya smoothed her black hair and said, "It's so late. Actually, I'd be happy to stay and take a shower with you so we can relax. After all, I'm a normal woman sometimes too. Don't always treat me like a teammate."

After she finished speaking, she stared intently at Yang Jian, hoping to get his reply.

"Unnecessary."

Yang Jian still refused curtly. "If you have that kind of thing..."

"If you don't need it, then you don't need it. I'm going back then." Huang Ziya interrupted him, seemingly angry. She immediately stood up, tossed her hair, and walked towards the door.

As she was about to leave, she stopped and couldn't help but turn back to ask, "Captain, are you not going to make it?"

Yang Jian immediately darkened; "Are you deliberately trying to provoke me?"

When Huang Ziya saw that Yang Jian was angry, she shrank back in fright and hurriedly slunk away.

She did try to provoke Yang Jian on purpose, but it seems to have backfired.

After all, if a corpse with half a head intact could be restored to its original state, how could it really be impossible? She just couldn't understand why Yang Jian had absolutely no interest in her.

Could it be that he really doesn't like women?

As Huang Ziya left the room, lost in thought, she returned to her residence in a cheerful mood, a smile involuntarily spreading across her face.

Today, she discovered that the world is not entirely hopeless; hope still exists.

Yang Jian is Huang Ziya's hope.