Curse Inheritance

Wang Xiaoming is not someone who likes to use underhanded tricks; he always presents you with a reasonable solution and lets you choose.

However, there is no room for compromise in this choice, because you cannot find a better solution than his, and in the end you are forced to agree. Even if you kill him now, you will still choose his solution.

Therefore, this is an open strategy.

He has now made the successes and failures of the experiment very clear.

Only one of Yang Jian and Guo Fan can survive, and whoever survives will possess Yang Jian's current body and become a top-tier Ghost Tamer controls three ghosts.

"Is this all you've been thinking? You'd already come up with this plan, which is why you agreed so readily before. For you, you're not at a disadvantage no matter what. On the contrary, I, who could have made a choice, am now forced to gamble with you and accept this outcome."

Yang Jian's gaze remained fixed on Wang Xiaoming.

He had considered Wang Xiaoming's solution to the Music Box Curse, but he never expected the specific solution to be like this.

Once he agreed, it was tantamount to entrusting his life to Wang Xiaoming.

What happens next is no longer up to Yang Jian.

"At least you still have a chance to gamble. Many people don't even have that chance. You've already controlled three ghosts and suffered the curse of the music box. You've reached the end of your path Ghost Tamer. Conventional methods can no longer keep you alive. Only a special and dangerous plan can possibly prolong your life."

Ignoring Yang Jian's cold gaze, Wang Xiaoming said calmly, "You've been through a lot; many principles don't need me to explain them to you now."

"That makes sense, but how do I know if you have ulterior motives? After the consciousness and curse are successfully separated, will you willingly return my consciousness? Instead of being trapped in the memorial tablet forever, only occasionally offering incense for me? If that plan succeeds, not only Guo Fan, but anyone could replace me."

As Yang Jian spoke, he opened his Ghost Eye, and the Ghost Domain instantly spread outwards.

The fifth layer is not yet sealed off, and his Ghost Domain can infiltrate outside, although the infiltration speed is not very fast.

"Controlling three ghosts is no easy task, so no one is more suitable than you. Guo Fan is just an emergency replacement, to prevent the vengeful ghost from reviving and becoming a hidden danger after your death."

Wang Xiaoming said seriously, "If you really have such concerns, then this plan cannot be implemented."

"Since you put it that way, then I have nothing to worry about. However, since you want me to gamble with my life, it's not fair for me to gamble with Guo Fan. If we're going to gamble, then we'll all gamble together. From now on, no one is allowed to leave this building or enter it, or they will be attacked by vengeful ghosts."

Yang Jian said coldly, not to Wang Xiaoming, but to the ghost child.

The Ghost Domain enveloped the area; his final command was conveyed.

Those who leave the building will die; those who enter the building will die.

At that moment, a strange child with bluish-black skin and a cold, lifeless body suddenly came to life in front of a window upstairs. It was wearing a shroud stripped from a dead person, holding a rotting human head in its hands, and began to run rapidly down the corridor.

Yang Jian imbued the ghost child with a murder pattern.

It kills everyone who enters or leaves the building, and at the same time, a new command is issued, overriding the original command to stay put, thus giving it the ability to act autonomously.

In other words...

From this moment forward, a terrifying supernatural event will begin to occur in this building: a second-stage starving ghost will begin to roam here.

"Was what you just said a threat?" Wei Jing, staring at him.

"No, I'm just taking some precautions. Don't worry, I checked this building just now, there aren't many people there, so if something happens, it won't cause many casualties. I don't want anything to happen either," Yang Jian said.

"Let's begin the experiment. My curse will activate at midnight tomorrow. I can't confirm whether this information is true or false, but this thing doesn't lie."

As he spoke, he took out an old wooden music box.

The music box was currently open, and it was pitch black inside, making it impossible to see what was inside, but it exuded an eerie atmosphere.

"I've studied the curse on music boxes. After the curse is triggered, the music box will automatically close and return to its previous state, waiting for the next person to open it. So this thing is the best timer," Wang Xiaoming said.

"If you're ready, go into that room now, lie down in the ghost coffin, and pick up the memorial tablet. Once the consciousness transfer begins, you'll see results quickly. This ghost coffin is no longer intact, and I'm not very confident that it can suppress the out-of-control ghost within your body, so I'll have Wei Jing watch over it."

Yang Jian remained silent, his face cold as he walked into the peculiar room.

It was surrounded by thick walls that the Ghost Domain could not cover; it was specially constructed. The only way to communicate with the outside world was through a small glass window.

After he went inside, the door slammed shut and locked.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt isolated from the outside world. He couldn't even hear any sound. It suddenly became extremely quiet. In front of him was only a Black Coffin without a lid and a dirty, old memorial tablet covered with dried bloodstains and blackened in color.

The black and white photo on the memorial tablet shows Guo Fan's appearance.

His face was deathly pale, and his expression was one of terror and unease, as if he were under threat of death. Clearly, he had not willingly transferred his consciousness to the memorial tablet; he was most likely threatened by Wang Xiaoming and had no choice but to compromise in the end.

Although Yang Jian did it voluntarily, he was forced to do so by the circumstances.

"Given his personality, how could he agree so easily? His file doesn't indicate he's someone who compromises easily." Outside, Wei Jing's cold and strange voice voiced his doubt.

He had read Yang Jian's file and had a general understanding of the man, so he knew that it wouldn't be easy for Yang Jian to accept the plan so quickly, given his personality.

Yang Jian's attitude just now proved this point; they were practically at the point of fighting.

"This means the files are outdated. He has matured, and he hasn't compromised. On the contrary, his methods have become more drastic. He must have made some arrangements that I don't know about, but they haven't taken effect yet." Wang Xiaoming frowned slightly.

"But none of that matters now, because the results will be revealed soon."

At this moment, he saw Yang Jian contacting the ghost coffin and implementing the plan, just as he had said before.

Yang Jian in the room didn't hesitate much. He had done what he needed to do, and now it was up to him to see how it went. If he couldn't survive after all these preparations, then he could only say that he was unlucky.

As he approached the coffin, he glanced inside.

This time, there were no Ghost Messenger lying inside the coffin, nor did any other ghosts emerge; it simply became an ordinary-looking coffin.

The only thing worth noting is that the inside of the coffin is pitch black, like a deep abyss leading to hell, which inspires fear.

"Last time I stole the ghost coffin from the Ghost Messenger, which resulted in the Ghost Messenger not being fully formed. Is a remnant of the supernatural still inside this coffin? In that case, this lidless coffin has become an even more fragmented piece of the Ghost Messenger's puzzle."

Yang Jian observed the coffin for a while to get a general idea of its condition, and then very boldly stepped directly into the coffin.

As soon as he stepped inside, he felt the ghost within his body being suppressed. However, this suppression was peculiar; it neither completely killed the ghost nor prevented the Ghost Tamer from using its abilities.

It was as if an invisible shackle had been placed on the Ghost Tamer.

After assessing his own condition, his gaze fell upon the old wooden memorial tablet placed in front of the coffin.

"Will the consciousness be transferred into the spirit tablet as long as there is continuous contact?" Yang Jian couldn't help but feel nervous at this moment.

The success of the transfer hinges on this moment. If it fails, the music box's curse will transfer along with his consciousness, and he will face the worst possible situation: his body might be taken over by Guo Fan, and his consciousness might be erased by the curse.

All the efforts will be in vain.

Despite the risks, Yang Jian still had to do it, because he had no other choice.

Soon.

He reached out and picked up the memorial tablet.

The old wooden memorial tablet was covered with dried bloodstains, seemingly having been handled by many people and bearing traces of some terrible stories. But when Yang Jian picked it up, a chilling aura instantly invaded his entire body, and his consciousness felt as if it were being ripped away. The feeling was terrifying.

It felt as if I was dying, bit by bit.

At the same time, Yang Jian's expression was also changing rapidly, from calm and composed to panic and unease. In the blink of an eye, his whole demeanor seemed to have changed completely.

The black and white photo on the memorial tablet gradually became distorted, and the portrait also changed its appearance.

Yang Jian's image appeared above, while Guo Fan's photo, which had been left on the memorial tablet, rapidly faded and disappeared. Finally, his face appeared on Yang Jian, who was standing in the ghost coffin.

The exchange of identities between the two was completed at that moment.

"Did it succeed?"

Wang Xiaoming was very curious about this, so he quickly moved closer and pressed his face against the glass window to observe what was happening inside.

"So, who is now under the curse of the music box? Is it Yang Jian in the memorial tablet, or has it been successfully replaced by Guo Fan?"

The next answer will determine who lives and who dies.

At this moment, 'Yang Jian', standing in the ghost coffin, moved. He slowly moved his head, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion and hesitation. It seemed that this consciousness had been in the spirit tablet for too long and was different from usual, so he had not adapted for a while.

"I'm still alive?" The voice was Yang Jian's, but the tone was Guo Fan's.

He looked somewhat surprised, then saw Wang Xiaoming standing outside the window, and recalled what had happened earlier.

Guo Fan recalled inviting Wang Xiaoming for tea at his residence, after which Wang insisted on borrowing the memorial tablet he was carrying, leading to an argument. In the end, of course, Guo Fan gave in.

I thought I was going to die after that incident, but I never expected there would be a chance of me surviving.

It felt like he had taken a very long nap. He had never stayed in the spirit tablet for so long before. After all, the longer he stayed, the more he would be corrupted by the ghosts, and in the end, he might not be able to come back.

"Guo Fan, how are you feeling now?" Wang Xiaoming asked through the intercom outside the window.

This room blocks out the supernatural, but it doesn't block out cell signals.

"I feel great. I seem to have returned to normal, even better than before. Wait, something's not right." Guo Fan frowned, looked down and realized that he was still holding the memorial tablet. Instinctively, he quickly put it away.

But he soon discovered that this body did not seem to be his own.

"Is this Yang Jian's body?"

He saw the black and white portrait on the memorial tablet, which was actually Yang Jian's likeness, and immediately understood everything.

Professor Wang actually killed Yang Jian and successfully rescued himself. This is truly unbelievable. In other words, from now on, he is no longer the Guo Fan of the past, but the Ghost Eye Guo Fan controls three ghosts?

Thinking of this, Guo Fan became excited. He could now abandon the spirit tablet and didn't need it to change his deteriorating body, because he knew that Yang Jian had achieved a balance among the three ghosts, marking a completely new beginning.

He immediately discarded the memorial tablet and then eagerly tried to step out of the ghost coffin.

"It's best not to act recklessly. You can't control Yang Jian's ghost. If you step out of the ghost coffin, you might die from the resurrection of the vengeful spirit," Wang Xiaoming warned coldly.

Controlling three ghosts requires experience; it's not something that can be done simply by switching consciousnesses. The balance and suppression between the ghosts require coordination from a living Ghost Tamer. Once the balance is lost, the vengeful ghosts will revive.

"Yes, yes, yes, Professor Wang, you're right. I was too rash. I should have observed Yang Jian's body more closely and gotten to know it better." Guo Fan was still excited.

He felt like the protagonist in a novel, who was about to die but was so lucky to get this opportunity.

Not only did he survive, but he also became a top-notch Ghost Tamer, feeling like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Guo Fan even felt that after this trip, he should try to compete for the captain's position, so that Zhong Shan would obediently follow him and be extremely envious of him.

But as he was lost in thought, Guo Fan suddenly said, "Professor Wang, could you please turn off the music in this room? It's been playing on repeat, and I'm getting annoyed."

Music sound?

There could be no music in the room; there's only a walkie-talkie.

Wang Xiaoming's expression shifted slightly outside the glass window. He then ignored Guo Fan and instead looked at the fallen memorial tablet next to the ghost coffin. Yang Jian's portrait was still on the tablet, with the same indifferent expression.

"Is luck still on Yang Jian's side?"

At this moment, he understood that the so-called music was the curse of the music box, and now Guo Fan had inherited this curse, while Yang Jian had successfully hidden in the memorial tablet and avoided the risk of being killed by the curse.

But Guo Fan doesn't seem to be aware of what he's going through right now.