Fang Shiming Reappears

"I thought I would arrive at the Ping An Hotel first, but I didn't expect you to be here already, Li Jun."

At this moment, Guo Fan and Zhong Shan arrived at the foot of the Ping An Building at a leisurely pace. They saw Li Jun standing there alone, looking up at the building.

A building with a full 100 floors and a height of over 400 meters, no matter how hard people stand below, they cannot see what is happening up there.

Li Jun had a gut feeling that something was happening on the top floor of the building.

"I just arrived." Li Jun glanced around and said seriously, "There's something wrong with this building. The entire building has stopped operating, all the elevators are out of service. If you want to get up, you'll have to slowly climb up."

"Climb up? Are you kidding me? I'm not doing something that stupid." Guo Fan quickly shook his head, then added, "By the time we climb up, everything will probably be over. I'd better just stay here and wait."

Li Jun did not refute his words, because Guo Fan's words did make some sense; climbing such a tall building would indeed take too much time.

"I can try to use the Ghost Domain to take you there; there seems to be an incident of a vengeful ghost invading there."

Zhong Shan walked over and said, "Let's wait a bit. Don't use the ghost's abilities recklessly. We should at least wait until the others arrive before discussing how to proceed."

Li Jun nodded in agreement.

Acting recklessly at this time is indeed a very dangerous thing.

Soon.

Cao Yang, Liu San, Su Fan, and other Ghost Tamer have all appeared one after another.

Everyone affected by the incident within the Ghost Domain gathered here after receiving the text message.

"Oh, everyone who's supposed to be here is here. So what are we all planning to do this time? Who will lead the team, and who will be in charge of the operation?" It was Chen Yi spoke, his expression serious, getting straight to the point.

As one of the city's leaders, Chen Yi had a duty to deal with this matter. However, the problem was too big, and the Captain Plan had just been finalized, making him seem somewhat insignificant in the face of these people.

Li Jun stated directly, "The operation should be led by us captains, with you assisting."

"Bang!"

But before he could finish speaking, something suddenly fell from the sky and crashed to the ground with a loud bang, startling many people who nearly jumped up.

"What is that?" someone asked abruptly, looking in the direction the sound came from, their voice slightly panicked.

"Don't come any closer, it's a corpse!" Chen Yi shouted suddenly after taking a look.

The thing that fell to the ground wasn't some high-rise trash, but a corpse that had been smashed beyond recognition. The corpse wasn't wearing any clothes, and its grayish-white skin was exposed, unlike the skin color of a living person. Most strangely, despite falling from such a high building, the corpse's feet were still eerily standing on the ground.

The feet were covered in lividity and barefoot, looking out of place with the corpse itself, as if a vengeful ghost with an unseen upper body was standing there.

"Damn, it really is a corpse." After confirming this, many people immediately retreated and created distance.

In this situation, discovering a body that has fallen from a high-rise building is definitely not a good thing; it could even be the beginning of a nightmare.

Li Jun's gaze was steady. He looked at it intently and decided to go over and investigate.

Not all corpses signify the appearance of ghosts. No one knows what exactly is happening on the top floor of the Ping An Building; all that is known is that it has been attacked by a vengeful ghost, and a distress call has been received.

Li Jun's approach was observed by others, but they did not stop him.

At this point, someone should definitely go and check the situation. Although it's dangerous, it's better than standing here watching that unknown body fall from the high-rise building.

Li Jun's expression changed immediately after he approached.

Although the corpse was smashed beyond recognition, it seemed to possess some kind of eeriness. Even in its current state, it was still twitching slightly. This movement did not come from nerve reflexes, but from an irrational force.

"It's Jiang Shangbai."

After struggling to identify the body, Li Jun suddenly exclaimed.

"What?"

This shocked many people in the vicinity.

Is this corpse Jiang Shangbai?

"No way, Jiang Shangbai died just like that? How long has it been? Even if the ghost is ferocious, it shouldn't have been able to kill a captain so quickly. It should have taken at least some time."

Guo Fan's eyes narrowed, and he felt a strange chill run through his body.

He had expected that some people in his circle of friends would be lost, but he never imagined that even Jiang Shangbai, the team leader, would be dead.

"If he dies, the ghost inside him will definitely revive. We can't stay in this Ping An Building anymore. It will become a terrifying and ominous place where vengeful ghosts roam. Who knows what the WeChat Moments has become now, or how many Ghost Tamer have died there?" Zhong Shan said immediately.

The others nodded in agreement.

If an unknown number of Ghost Tamer have indeed died, it means there might be several vengeful ghosts inside this building. Add to that the fact that the building has a hundred floors, a vast area, and a complex layout, and just thinking about entering such a place is enough to send chills down one's spine.

"Never mind that for now, let's figure out how to deal with Jiang Shangbai first. We can't let him become a vengeful ghost right now," Chen Yi reminded everyone, not forgetting the danger they were in.

Without saying a word, Li Jun immediately said, "Guo Fan, Chen Yi, Su Fan, you guys come with me."

He directly named and formed a temporary team to collect Jiang Shangbai's body first.

Meanwhile...

On the top floor of the building, Yang Jian stood in front of the shattered tempered glass wall, looking down at the scene below.

He had a clear view of what was happening downstairs, and as for Jiang Shangbai's corpse, he was the one who threw it down.

He had no interest in dealing with the ghost inside Jiang Shangbai's body; he only wanted the Ghost Shroud. So, as mentioned before, the situation was such that anyone else who came would only be there to collect Jiang Shangbai's body and couldn't possibly provide any support.

Within his own Ghost Domain, everything was under control.

If he didn't want to, many people wouldn't even be able to find the Ping An Building and would simply get lost in the city.

"The Ghost Scissors weren't found on Fang Shiming's body. Did he hide them?" Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and looked at Fang Shiming's corpse beside him.

This corpse is strange.

There were no resurrected ghosts, nor were there Ghost Scissors. If his identity hadn't been confirmed, he would have even suspected that this Fang Shiming might be a fake. After all, it was impossible for the president of Ping An Building to become the president with just a pair of Ghost Scissors. He must be a genuine Ghost Tamer, or even more likely, an anomaly.

But he died so easily, killed without any resistance.

"There's a safe house at the bottom of the building; maybe I should go check it out."

After Yang Jian wiped out everyone in the conference room, he decided to dig into the secrets of this circle of friends, at the very least to find that Ghost Scissors.

Since he made his move, the bizarre attacks that had previously targeted him have not occurred again. In other words, the murderer who almost killed him while walking down the street has not appeared. It is neither Jiang Shangbai nor Fang Shiming lying on the ground. Furthermore, the Ghost Scissors have not appeared either.

He had reason to believe that the owner of the Ghost Scissors was the murderer.

But just as he turned around...

A sudden, chilly wind swept through the area. It wasn't strong, but it carried a strange, stench of decay, as if a corpse lay in the wind's path, and the smell was emanating from it.

"Did you kill the people here?" A hoarse voice suddenly echoed around.

Suddenly, under the shadow of the nearby building, a strange figure appeared. This person was completely withered, like a corpse that had been dried out for a long time. His eyes were bloodshot, filling their entire sockets, making him look ferocious and terrifying. Despite the drastic change in his appearance, it was still possible to identify him.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "Fang Shiming?"

"It's me. It seems you've also noticed something's off about this other me, but you don't seem too surprised."

Fang Shiming stared coldly at Yang Jian, standing there like a fierce ghost, making people feel extremely dangerous.

"You weren't surprised by their deaths, as if you already knew it was me."

Yang Jian stared at him and said, "But you're the first Ghost Tamer who can directly invade my Ghost Domain like this."

Neither of the three layers of Ghost Domain could isolate Fang Shiming's intrusion, nor could they even affect him.

This is enough to prove that Fang Shiming is, in some ways, more dangerous than imagined.

"Invading the Ghost Domain? That's not particularly difficult. If I wanted to, I could enter any ghost Ghost Domain of the Ghost Messenger."

Fang Shiming said, "It's just that my condition is indeed quite bad, so I have to let the old me manage the company instead of the current me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have any chance of surviving my 'Ghost Scissors'."

Yang Jian's gaze sharpened.

This statement reveals a lot of information.

Fang Shiming possesses the ability to invade the Ghost Messenger Ghost Domain of ghost messengers, exhibits some characteristics that suggest a possible reboot, and most importantly, the previous attack has been definitively confirmed.

Yang Jian's head was dislocated, and his skull was cracked open, confirming that he was attacked by the Ghost Scissors.

The method of attack is still unclear.

He suspected it was a curse similar to Ghost Knocking the door. The triggering conditions for this Ghost Scissors should be very easy, and he must have fallen victim to it at some point.

"In bad shape? You're probably about to die from the resurgence of vengeful spirits. You've been Ghost Tamer longer than me, and your abilities are quite unique. It's a miracle you're still alive under these circumstances. Apart from Old Qin at Headquarters, who's an exception, no one has completely solved the problem of vengeful spirit resurgence yet." Yang Jian withdrew his thoughts and said coldly.

He hanged himself in front of the Ghost Mirror, causing the Ghostly Shadow to malfunction. He then used his Ghost Hand to fuse with some of the characteristics of the Ghost Messenger, gaining the ability to suppress three ghosts. He then allowed the Ghost Deceiver to continuously repair his body, and even now, there is still a risk of him reviving.

Even if Fang Shiming had access to the resources of his entire social circle, he couldn't possibly be much better off than me.

Fang Shiming emerged from the shadows, the stench of corpses seeming even stronger around him. "You're right, I am indeed facing this problem. This is my last problem. If I can solve it, I will be the first Ghost Tamer to surpass everyone else. So I chose to wait, to wait for this problem to be solved. But you shouldn't have interrupted my plan."

"Your men are all dead, what's the point of saying this now?" Yang Jian said, while retracting the ghostly shadow beneath his feet, and the Ghost Eye on his forehead never leaving his body for a moment.

They may appear to be talking now, but if they were to actually fight, it could happen in an instant.

"Although there are some impacts, they are still within acceptable limits. After all, if you die today, everything can slowly recover."

Fang Shiming stopped walking, seemingly a little tired. His strange body was not enough to support his movements, so he couldn't help but bend down and sit on a nearby desk to rest.

"Get rid of me? Can you do that?" Yang Jian said calmly.

He is now a being Music Box Curse, and even the resurrected ghost cannot take away his consciousness. Unless the curse comes and takes his life, Yang Jian himself does not know how to kill himself.

Fang Shiming wants to kill him?

Yang Jian didn't believe it.

"Give it a try." Fang Shiming's voice was strange, but his tone was casual, as if he didn't care about Yang Jian's life.

Or perhaps, he simply doesn't care about anyone, and there's no one he can't kill.

"By the way, you want this, right?"

Suddenly, he pulled an old pair of scissors from his pocket. The style of the scissors was not modern, but rather from the Republican Era. In particular, the handle of the scissors was wrapped with strange black hair, which was attached to the scalp and had rotted in some places.

"Kill me, and this thing is yours." Fang Shiming forced a smile onto his gaunt face.

That smile was like that of a real vengeful ghost, eerie yet revealing an indescribable sense of dread.

"Give it a try," Yang Jian said casually, seemingly not taking him seriously.

He's never been afraid of fighting in his entire life.

"Another idiot, just like that delusional guy. Since you're so eager to die, then I'll send you on your way. In your next life, remember to learn to be humble and courteous when you transition from school to society, and avoid offending the wrong people, or you'll suffer greatly."

Fang Shiming, in the tone of an elder, gave Yang Jian some advice and guidance.

But he had barely finished speaking.

Yang Jian suddenly felt his body sink, as if he were carrying something on his back.

No, it wasn't just a feeling; there really was something on my back. It was as if a cold, lifeless corpse was eerily lying on my back, trying to crush me off.

Moment.

Yang Jian couldn't withstand the weight of the corpse and collapsed to the ground with a thud. The ghostly shadow within his body also couldn't resist and was directly suppressed.

"Click, click"

He could even hear the sound of his own sternum cracking.

Seeing this, Fang Shiming stood up. "There's no need to resist. Carrying this ghost, an ordinary person would be crushed to death, and even a ghost would be suppressed. Unlike Ghost Messenger, there's no limit to the number. As long as you can't carry it, no matter how many ghosts you control, they will all be weakened to some extent. Do you know why I'm so thin? Carrying this ghost thing all day long, how could I not be thin?"

He twisted his neck and shoulders, seemingly enjoying a rare moment of relaxation.

For this ghost to attack Yang Jian, one condition must be met.

Yang Jian is taller than me.

In other words, this ghost will attack the tallest person within a certain range, and just now he sat down, plus there were only him and Yang Jian around.

Thus, Yang Jian was undoubtedly being targeted by the ghost.

Moreover, even under the protection of the three layers of Ghost Domain, one cannot avoid it; it's as if you're being targeted by a ghost, no matter where you hide.

"So, you think you've already won?"

Although Yang Jian couldn't carry the corpse, and it even shattered his sternum and caused him to cough up blood, he still managed to lift his head.

The two Ghost Eye overlapped at that moment.

At this moment, the six layers of the Ghost Domain opened.

The surroundings were enveloped in a rich red light.

Under normal circumstances, the third-level Ghost Domain can invade the Ghost Domain of starving ghosts, the fourth level can reveal the truth of the ghost coffin, and the fifth-level Ghost Domain can directly make people and ordinary ghosts disappear from this world for a period of time, and can also invade the Ghost Messenger Ghost Domain of ghost messengers.

As for what would happen under the superposition of six layers of Ghost Domain Yang Jian himself had no idea.

He only knew that Fang Shiming was very dangerous, and he didn't want to hold back at all, because the Fifth Layer Ghost Domain had already determined that this guy couldn't be sent away.

Just one chapter today, I'll add more tomorrow.