Chapter 127: A Horde of Ghost Slaves Dare to Touch My Lady?

Looking at the content on the Human Skin paper, Yang Jian fell into a daze.

What the heck? Just a glance and he died? And even Dachang City fell into an incomprehensible horror, the whole city undergoing Color Fading?

"Are you sure you're talking about a Ghost with me? Not some weird novel content?"

Yang Jian asked back in disbelief.

Perhaps the imminent being even makes the Human Skin paper extremely fearful.

While Yang Jian was asking, the Human Skin paper quickly gave a second piece of information.

"I learned from the Human Skin paper that I might die, but that's unbelievable; just a glance can cause such a terrifying thing— is this still the Ghost I know?"

"I kept looking at the Human Skin paper, and fortunately it lived up to its word, offering a way for me to survive."

"I stuck the Human Skin paper to my face, ignored everything outside, that Ghost came again, but I survived. My name is Yang Jian; when you read this, I am still alive."

"The premise is that I must fully trust the Human Skin paper; that Ghost even fears the Human Skin paper, and now we are in the same camp."

The newly provided content from the Human Skin paper made Yang Jian's face darken. He stuck the Human Skin paper to his face—how dare it say that?

Even now you still haven't forgotten to dig a pit for yourself? "If you don't give me a solution, at worst I'll take you and wait for that Ghost to come."

Although the above information had many holes, Yang Jian still keenly caught a crucial piece of information.

That Ghost, even the Fierce Ghost instinctively fears it; the Human Skin paper is also a Ghost, extremely fearful of that possibly arriving Ghost.

However, faced with Yang Jian's threat, the Human Skin paper gave no response.

"The current time is 3 p. m., two and a half hours away from the time you mentioned; if you don't provide useful information, at worst we'll wait to die together."

Yang Jian put on a resigned demeanor and threatened the Human Skin paper.

"Anyway, this Ghost is so terrifying, I have no way to escape; my family and friends are all in Dachang City, I can't abandon them."

Perhaps Yang Jian's threat worked; the Human Skin paper finally presented content again.

"After long contemplation, I think staying in Dachang City offers no chance of survival, so I thought of another method."

"I will leave Dachang City and go to Dajing City; Dajing City is where the Ghost Tamer headquarters is located, perhaps hidden there are powers I don't know."

"At the very least, that city has enough Ghost Tamers that, if something happens, many Ghost Tamers can unite."

"At 4:56 p. m., I successfully arrived in Dajing City and settled there."

"At 5:32 p. m., through a dispatcher I learned of the incident in Dachang City, and because I had come to Dajing City, I did not die."

"What does that mean?" Yang Jian frowned at the content.

"Does that mean that Ghost only attacked Dachang City and didn't target me?"

Yang Jian's thoughts were swift; within a moment he deduced that the reason he would die might simply be that after the incident in Dachang City he ran into that Ghost.

"But if that Ghost didn't target me, why did the Human Skin paper tell me to go to Dajing City? Not some other city?"

Yang Jian knit his brows; this was the point he couldn't understand.

It can't be that the headquarters has Ghost Tamers who, like that Ghost, can annihilate a city in an instant, can it?

If that were true, why didn't the Ghost Tamers from the Hungry Ghost Incident act?

"Forget it, there's no time, leave first."

Yang Jian glanced at his phone; while he was questioning the Human Skin paper and pondering, another ten minutes passed, and the time left for him grew shorter.

He stepped out of the Safety Room, immediately contacted Liu Xiaoyu, asking her to arrange for the people of Dachang City to evacuate the city as soon as possible.

"Yang Jian? What happened in Dachang City?"

"We'll discuss the matter later; first follow my instructions. I have other matters to handle."

Yang Jian hung up on Liu Xiaoyu, then passed the phone to Jiang Yan, Zhang Wei and others, telling them to leave the Dachang City area before 4 p. m.

At the same time, Yang Jian gathered the important Supernatural Artifacts he had, then boarded the helicopter leaving Dachang City.

Liu Xiaoyu's tone was heavy; Dachang City had just gone through the Hungry Ghost Incident, so there should be no Supernatural Incident now.

"A very terrifying Fierce Ghost, not below S‑rank, will appear in Dachang City."

"I lack the ability to deal with it; facing that Ghost I might not last a few seconds," Yang Jian's face looked grim, his voice hoarse.

Abandoning his own city is a very hard thing for him to let go of.

"What!"

At that moment, Zhao Jianguo's voice rang out.

"Dachang City had another incident?"

Zhao Jianguo hurriedly linked into Yang Jian's communication channel, speaking gravely.

"Hmm, through some channel I learned that the Ghost will appear in Dachang City after 5:30, and the moment it appears, Dachang City will completely lose control."

Yang Jian nodded; although such desertion is contemptible, he truly lacked courage when facing those two Ghosts on the bus.

"A Ghost that can make Dachang City completely lose control? You mean the Fierce Ghost whose Coffin Nail you pulled out?"

Behind Zhao Jianguo, another man's voice came—Cao Yanhua.

Originally, to deal with the Hungry Ghost Incident raging in Dachang City, Yang Jian, with Headquarters' approval, pulled the Coffin Nail from a terrifying Fierce Ghost.

That Ghost, also the source of Yang Jian's Ghost Eye, is called the Ghost Eye Master.

"It's not that Ghost," Yang Jian shook his head.

Thinking of that Ghost's existence, his heart sank again; Dachang City truly is disaster‑ridden.

"Do you remember the X file I reported earlier? I encountered that Ghost on the bus; it was a combination of a red and a white Ghost."

"My Ghost Eye cannot open in front of those two Ghosts, and the Ghost Shadow dares not act; I was still inside the bus and felt as if I were about to be killed."

"Facing that Ghost, I couldn't even use my Supernatural abilities; I was utterly unable to resist."

Cao Yanhua, thoughtful, asked: "Is that Ghost now targeting you?"

Hearing that, the eyelid over Yang Jian's crimson eyes twitched slightly: "Don't speak carelessly."

"If that Ghost really targets me, I'd just wrap myself in a golden corpse bag; that's better than fleeing Dachang City."

"That's true," Zhao Jianguo nodded.

"Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua, I believe Yang Jian is not that kind of person."

"Since he chose to flee Dachang City, that shows the ghost wasn't after him."

"Alright, you're on the way to Daji, right? In that case, come over first and rest at the Ping'an Grand Hotel." Cao Yanhua thought the same.

Being targeted by the Fierce Ghost, it's better to find a Golden Coffin than to flee if one wants to survive.

Moreover, Yang Jian would risk his life for Dachang City, showing he isn't someone who fears death, just doesn't want to die.

"I will soon gather the experts at Headquarters; if, at the time you mentioned, Dachang City truly encounters trouble, I will begin arranging people to deal with this Supernatural Incident."

Time passed second by second.

Unconsciously, Dachang City became shrouded by the sun's impending red twilight, looking especially beautiful at that moment.

However, Cao Yanhua and the others watching this scene through Headquarters' cameras and satellite felt nervous.

"It's 5:30, two minutes left."

Wang Xiaoming was also standing in the conference room; his expression seemed calm, but his constant glances at the clock indicated his inner turmoil.

"It's 5:31," Zhao Jianguo was unusually tense at this moment.

He had originally planned to request Yang Jian to go to ZS City for support, but faced the looming massive crisis in Dachang City, everything seemed trivial.

"Stop reciting, one minute per chant, it's just making me more and more annoyed."

Yang Jian frowned and said to Zhao Jianguo and the others.

In this tense situation, constantly reminding everyone of the time only adds to everyone's mental burden.

Amid everyone's anxious gazes, it was 5:32 PM.

Yet Dachang City showed no change, and the impatient ones couldn't help glancing at Yang Jian, doubting whether the kid was lying.

"Keep waiting; this minute hasn't fully passed yet," Wang Xiaoming finally calmed down. Soon, more than half of that minute elapsed, yet Dachang City remained unchanged.

A few impatient Ghost Tamers' gazes at Yang Jian grew increasingly hostile.

"What incomprehensible terrifying force? Yang Jian, you aren't suffering from a loss of mind, are you? How dare you treat this as a pastime?"

Jiang Shangbai said discontentedly, only a few seconds left, let alone any sign of the Fierce Ghost appearing.

Even if the Fierce Ghost appeared, no matter how terrifying, it couldn't annihilate an entire city's population in such a brief instant. Yet, as soon as Jiang Shangbai finished speaking, the next second the surveillance feed showed a flurry of snowflakes, losing signal; only the satellite, due to its long‑range view, could still see Dachang City's condition.

At that moment, Dachang City seemed frozen by some supernatural force, like a drop of ink falling into a cup of clear water.

Some incomprehensible supernatural phenomenon enveloped the entire Dachang City within a single second.

The city, whose neon lights flickered after sunset, turned completely into a black‑and‑white world in the blink of an eye.

In the conference room, the surveillance on the advanced display screen now resembled a black‑and‑white TV from the 80s or 90s.

Weird, terrifying, incomprehensible emotions surged in everyone's hearts in the conference room.

"What is this thing? Even the Hungry Ghost's Ghost Domain didn't initially blanket a city this fast, right?"

Cao Yanhua kept a composed face; the Hungry Ghost's Ghost Domain, though it came suddenly,

but after retrieving satellite footage, they could still see the process of the Hungry Ghost's Ghost Domain spreading.

Now, in just a blink, the entire city completely lost its color.

What abilities does this ghost have, what is its Killing Rule, nothing has been clarified; how should we handle this?

At that moment, Dachang City seemed to change again.

Gray ash, like burnt paper ash, continuously fell from the sky at that instant.

"That seems to be the Ghost Domain of a Ghost Painting! Quickly turn off the surveillance; everyone, don't watch."

Wang Xiaoming stared at the changes on the feed, shouting anxiously.

"Ghost Painting? Isn't that ghost abroad?" Jiang Shangbai was startled.

"Unclear, but the Ghost Domain that appeared later resembles the Ghost Painting."

Wang Xiaoming turned off the satellite feed, keeping a composed face as he looked at the snowflake‑covered screens.

"This ghost is partly related to the loss of color, and also seems linked to the Ghost Painting."

"Although uncertain what exactly this ghost is, we must eliminate any possible danger as a precaution."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Zhang Hao had already arrived in Dachang City with the Ghost Bride.

Facing this world, he naturally wasn't so fearful; his actions were unrestrained.

After all, the ghosts in this world possess only Sixty‑Percent of the Ghostly Power of the Reality World; with his current strength, aside from Zhang Dong, the other elders shouldn't be unable to counter.

"Yang Jian doesn't seem to be in Dachang City; could he have already gone to ZS City?"

Zhang Hao sensed everything in the city, noticing Dachang City's population was unusually low, perhaps less than half of its count in the Reality World.

Although it's currently the period just after the Hungry Ghost's rampage, this population gap seems rather large.

"Anyway, set that aside, madam, let the clone start killing to create paintings; we must quickly accumulate more power to prevent accidents."

Although the Ghost Bride now can generate paintings without killing, killing still produces paintings faster than creating them herself.

Under Zhang Hao's command, within the grayish Ghost Domain, one after another, derived Ghost Brides emerged, wandering through Dachang City.

At the same time, Zhang Hao brought the Gan Si Xin Niang to the Zhong Ta Lou in Guan Jiang Xiao Qu.

However, the Ghost Cabinet is currently not atop the community's Zhong Ta Lou.

Zhang Hao turned his gaze toward an old Republic Era mansion in the community, where it seemed Yang Jian hadn't yet moved the Ghost Cabinet out.

"Bride, follow me."

Zhang Hao, one hand holding the Ghost Bride, the other the Gan Si Xin Niang, arrived outside the old mansion the next moment.

He reached out, squeezed the iron lock at the mansion's door, and the chain snapped.

As soon as the gate opened, the Gan Si Xin Niang and the Ghost Bride seemed to sense something simultaneously and stepped inside.

At this moment, the Ghost Cabinet in the house seemed to sense the anomaly as well, and blood began to seep out.

"She's coming, she's coming."

On a drawer of the Ghost Cabinet, a blood‑stained note with crooked handwriting appeared.

But the note quickly changed.

"Why are there two of her?"

The Ghost Bride and Dried Corpse Bride arrived simultaneously, apparently putting the Ghost Cabinet into an incomprehensible state.

Fortunately, the Ghost Bride had already restored the Ghost Cabinet and the female corpse inside; although she was drawn in by the Cabinet's attraction, she took no further action.

Dried Corpse Bride, however, was different; sensing the Cabinet's aura, she walked straight over.

At the same time, scratching sounds came from inside the Ghost Cabinet; with the scratching, the lower cabinet door opened, and a female corpse extended a hand from within, as if trying to crawl out.

"Bride, you take control of the Ghost Cabinet first; I'll take the lady to look for something else."

Although they didn't find Yang Jian, Zhang Hao wasn't too disappointed; the Ghost Cabinet's ability was still quite good.

It's just that there are many restrictions when using it; to make it work requires a transaction.

After saying a word to Dried Corpse Bride, the next moment Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride appeared on a Highway outside Dachang City and walked along the Highway.

It was a Wilderness that also resembled a Suburb; in the distance some houses could be seen, but the middle was a Wasteland overgrown with weeds and trees.

Nearby, a winding Highway could be seen, stretching toward the distance.

Beyond the Highway, in a piece of Wasteland, there was not emptiness but a modest Pond.

It was called a Pond, yet inside it was not water but terrifying blood.

The thick fresh blood gushed out from the middle of the Pond like a Spring Eye, bubbling up and increasing.

The blood continuously flowed to both sides, some scarlet blood spreading, turning the soil near the Pond's blood into a scarlet hue.

Upon that scarlet soil, some oddly shaped Corpse Plants sprouted.

These plants grew in grotesque forms, like twisted corpses, utterly bizarre.

If given time, Ghost Blood might completely affect the area around this Blood Pool, turning it into a Spiritual Realm.

"Lady!"

Zhang Hao saw the blood in the Pool, and before he could say anything, the Ghost Bride moved on her own, heading straight toward the Ghost Blood in the Pool.

At this moment the Ghost Blood seemed to sense something approaching; within the Ghost Blood, vague terrifying silhouettes could be deliberately seen.

These figures were entirely blood‑red, covered in blood, without skin, indistinguishable as male or female.

They seemed to be people pulled into the Pool by Ghost Blood, but now they had become Ghost Slaves of the Ghost Blood.

As the Ghost Bride approached, these Blood Figures moved toward her; Zhang Hao couldn't help but furrow his brows.

"A bunch of dead people want to touch my lady? Looking for death!"

Zhang Hao watched the blood‑colored figures crawling out of the Pool, and an unseen Spiritual Realm began to invade the bodies of these Blood Figures.

The Black and White Ghost Domain's Ghost's Invasion stripped these Blood Figures of color, but unfortunately the Ghost Blood seemed to block that effect.

Nevertheless Zhang Hao felt nothing amiss; the nature of Ghost Blood is exactly that—it strongly suppresses Fierce Ghosts, and its ability to block Spiritual Realm effects needs no further explanation.

Then, at that moment, strange Straw Ropes appeared in the sky, suspending all those attempting to approach the Ghost Bride in midair.

The matter wasn't over; as those ghost ropes appeared, in the Black and White World people wielding White Curtains also emerged, pulling those individuals out of the Ghost Blood Pool.

No longer within the Ghost Blood, these Blood Figures before Zhang Hao instantly lost all Spiritual Realm influence.

Zhang Hao stared at the Ghost Blood Pool unmoving; any figure that appeared inside would immediately be hoisted with a ghost rope and then pulled out with a ghost White Curtain to be eliminated.

(End of Chapter)