The Opened Coffin

The three sports cars set off one after another, heading towards Dachang City along the country roads.

There were five people when they arrived.

But when they returned, only three people remained.

It's been less than a day.

No, actually, from the moment I encountered the ghost to the moment I left, the entire time was less than an hour.

This must be one of the fastest-retiring Ghost Tamer.

"Zhang Yiming, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to just leave like this?" Zhang Han said hesitantly during a phone call in the car.

Ye Jun was driving ahead, sneered, "Then go back and save him. I've disliked Yang Jian for a long time, but I had to swallow my anger because of the special circumstances and not lower myself to his level. You've seen how terrifying this ghost is. We didn't even see it, and two people died. Moreover, the ghosts inside He Sheng and Ouyang Tian's bodies have disappeared."

"How many ghosts are there in Huanggang Village right now? Tell me!"

Zhang Han said, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was that he seems to have discovered something. Although Yang Jian is a bit arrogant, he's not brainless. He dared to fire a gun in the club and was the first to rush forward the moment the ghost appeared, which shows he's a very courageous person. Moreover, he even drew a map after entering the village, which shows he's quite smart."

"Why would someone like that risk staying in this haunted village?"

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Yiming asked, smoking as he drove.

"Perhaps he already has a plan in mind. If he really succeeds in resolving this paranormal event in Huanggang Village, I think we'll regret leaving here today," Zhang Han said.

Zhang Yiming paused for a moment before saying, "Since you've already chosen to leave, don't think about it too much. Go back, take a shower, and go to bed early. Don't come back to Huanggang Village again."

"That's right, they've already left, why would they turn back now?"

Ye Jun gave a soft hum, but his expression suddenly changed drastically as soon as he finished speaking.

"Something's wrong, stop the car immediately!"

Then came the sound of screeching brakes, and the tires screeched against the ground, emitting a thick plume of smoke.

Ye Jun, who was driving at the front, slammed on the brakes.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Han cursed and slammed on the brakes, nearly crashing into it.

"What happened?" Zhang Yiming asked.

"You'll see when you get out of the car," Ye Jun said, his expression turning grim.

The three people got off the bus.

Under the illumination of the car headlights, the road ahead was clearly visible.

Continue along this road. A village comes into view, and at the entrance to the village stands a sign that reads: Huanggang Village.

"Huanggang Village? Are you kidding me? We just left the village, and we've been following the road all this way. How come we've turned around and come back?"

Zhang Han's eyes widened, then he couldn't help but burst into curses. "It must be a ghost targeting us. It won't let us leave here. I knew things weren't that simple. I was worried before that it wouldn't be so easy to leave."

"Sure enough, it's easy to get into this village, but hard to get out."

"Try turning around?"

Ye Jun looked at the village sign for Huanggang Village and said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yiming shook his head and said, "It's no use. It's impossible to drive out of the village. We've seen Ghost Wall before. Generally speaking, there are only two situations in which you can leave."

"First, wait for the ghost to leave and give up on killing us."

"The second thing is to imprison the ghost and resolve this paranormal event."

Ye Jun said, "You mean we can only go back to the village now?"

Zhang Yiming took a deep drag on his cigarette. "The ghost is in the village. We still have a chance to go to its territory if we can't leave now. To put it bluntly, dying here would be pointless."

"Who?"

Suddenly, the headlights behind me flickered, as if something had walked past the headlights, blocking the light and casting a tall human figure in the Tian Ye.

Ye Jun was startled and immediately turned around; he was now completely soaked.

Drops of foul-smelling bodily fluid kept flowing from his body, quickly leaving a small puddle on the ground.

He almost subconsciously used the power of the vengeful spirit.

"Did you see it clearly?"

When Zhang Yiming and Zhang Han turned around, there was no one there.

Ye Jun cautiously circled around to the side and glanced around. All he could see were dark, empty Tian Ye.

"I didn't see anything. I just saw a figure flash by in front of me, like someone passing by the headlights. Do you really think it was a living person passing by in that situation?"

Zhang Yiming walked over and looked down to examine the area around the car lights.

"You're not mistaken, someone did just pass by here. Look at these footprints."

Ye Jun and Zhang Han looked over.

Clear footprints appeared in front of the car, but they disappeared into the field and were no longer visible. The footprints were covered in yellow mud, and the shoe prints were still clearly visible. However, there were some black powder mixed in with the yellow mud, which looked familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

"Paper ash, this black powder is paper ash." Zhang Yiming touched it and then smelled it.

Paper ash?

Zhang Han asked in surprise, "Then, wasn't there an iron basin in front of that mourning hall? During the day, villagers were burning paper money, and when we went there before, wasn't the basin full of paper ash?"

"So, the ghost really did come from that house?" Ye Jun felt a chill run down his spine.

Zhang Yiming threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped on it. "That's right. Judging from the current situation, that ghost was indeed in the mourning hall. Now, it's gone, because that ghost has its eyes on us. It's right next to us, and very close."

"The ghost chose to follow us, so is Yang Jian, who stayed in the mourning hall after we left, already dead?" Zhang Han asked in surprise.

"I don't know. Maybe they're dead, maybe they're still alive, but the chances of them surviving are slim, since He Sheng and Ouyang Tian are already dead," Zhang Yiming said.

He kept a close eye on his surroundings, not daring to be careless for a moment.

That ghost definitely followed us; that much is certain.

So the question now isn't whether Yang Jian lives or dies, but whether the three of them can survive.

At this moment, in Huanggang Village.

Yang Jian was certainly not dead.

He found a crowbar and was trying to pry open the coffin lid.

"It was so heavy, it felt like it was nailed shut, and there weren't any nails visible around the coffin."

After trying to pry it open for a while, Yang Jian still couldn't get it open, so he hung himself on the crowbar and barely managed to open a crack using all his own weight.

Yes, it's just a crack.

Ignoring the darkness, his Ghost Eye peered through the crack and managed to make out a glimpse of what was inside the coffin.

A pair of somewhat blackened dead hands, with ten fingers like steel nails, firmly gripped the coffin lid, sealing it shut from the easily opened opening.

So that's why it couldn't be opened?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.

Just as he was trying to see something more clearly, the coffin trembled, the crowbar slipped, and instantly flew out, falling to the ground.

"Bang!"

The coffin lid slammed shut with a loud bang, sealing it perfectly without leaving a single gap.

"There's definitely a ghost lying in that coffin."

Yang Jian took a slight breath, looked at the crowbar on the ground, and did not continue trying to open it.

Knowing the result is enough.

Whether or not all the coffins are actually opened is not important.

"If the ghost is in the coffin, does that mean that as long as I guard this coffin and prevent the ghost from getting out, I can avoid being killed?" Yang Jian did not leave out of fear; he stared at the coffin, lost in thought.

This is a bold conjecture.

If your guess is wrong, then you're just asking for trouble, a professional courting death.

But if the speculation is correct, Yang Jian can at least ensure his safety before the coffin is opened.

And once the judgment is successful.

We were just one step away from imprisoning this ghost.

After thinking it over, Yang Jian decided to take the risk and give it a try.

If we don't stay here to guard the place, we won't know when the ghost will appear, which will be even more disadvantageous for us.

There are no security cameras in the countryside; if there were, I wouldn't need to come here in person.

Immediately

He went straight back to the old man Liu Genrong's house, carried out his belongings—a body bag, the gold box, and the human skin paper—and then returned to the mourning hall.

Without much thought, Yang Jian tossed his luggage aside and sat down next to the coffin, watching its every move.

He's risking his life to prove a fact.

At this moment, the ghost is inside the coffin, and he is outside the coffin.

They are less than three meters apart.

Just as Yang Jian was staring at the coffin without sleeping, three sports cars stopped in the middle of the road at the village entrance.

Zhang Yiming, Ye Jun, Zhang Han sat back to back, wary of each other's surroundings.

They were afraid to drive or wander around anymore because they couldn't tell if the ghost was still nearby.

"Smack!"

Zhang Han suddenly slapped himself.

"Can't stay awake any longer? Want to sleep?" Ye Jun asked.

Zhang Han said, "No, there were mosquitoes. I got a bite on my face."

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Zhang Yiming said, "There are still about two hours until dawn. If we can't be sure if the ghost is nearby, then let's wait until dawn, at least the visibility will be better."

"Now I'm starting to hope Yang Jian is here. His eyes seem to be able to see ghosts, so he's not completely clueless like us." Zhang Han slapped himself again, killing a mosquito.

"It's infuriating. We're supposed to be Ghost Tamer, yet we've been played like this, killing two of us. We didn't even get to see the ghost's face after all that. Even if we wanted to use the power of a vengeful ghost, they wouldn't give us the chance." Ye Jun said, feeling frustrated.

It was like when Yang Jian shot and shattered his head at the club.

They could only take the beating; they couldn't fight back.

"That's the difference between ghosts," Zhang Yiming said, puffing on his cigarette.

Thanks to Liu Xuan Ye Weiyang for the reward leader.

I will add two extra chapters for the Alliance Leader, and I mean it.

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