A Ghost Tamer from the Republican Era had apparently used a stick of incense to awaken her vanished consciousness and come back to life.
It was hard to imagine.
This kind of resurrection was even more difficult than resurrection in the traditional sense, because the revived person still had to regain control of supernatural power.
Yang Jian stared at Liu Qingqing.
No.
She should no longer be called Liu Qingqing. She was now the consciousness of an unfamiliar Ghost Tamer from the Republican Era.
Who she was was not important.
What mattered was that she was a genuine figure from the Republican Era, someone from the supernatural circle of that time. The information and secrets she knew were probably unimaginable. The crucial question now was whether she was willing to reveal them.
"Who is that old man in the ancient house?" Yang Jian directly asked his first question.
Liu Qingqing smiled, her expression slightly eerie. "He was from my generation. Just like you people now, some are alive, and some are dead. Those who are alive must guard supernatural places, while those who are dead must prepare for what comes after. He was far more capable than I was, but in the end, there would come a time when even he could no longer endure."
"How can the problem of a ghost's revival be solved?" Yang Jian's gaze was icy as he asked the most important question directly.
Liu Qingqing said, "It cannot be solved. If it could, we would not have had to die. So I will not tell you how to control ghosts. Every era has its own characteristics. Perhaps people of your era can find a path unlike ours and surpass our generation."
"Didn't some of you survive until now?" Yang Jian frowned.
"You survived until now