Chapter 161

Yang Jian will face the Red and White Double Evil, and for now there is no way.

At this moment we can only look at Zhang Xianguang's method, but even with a Human Skin paper cooperating, the final result is still not good.

"A special wedding is about to turn into the Ghost God's Red and White Double Evil!"

Looking at the content on the Human Skin paper, Zhang Xianguang and Yang Jian both fell into contemplation.

"What exactly is the wedding that the Red and White Double Evil is going to hold?"

"Also, when will the Red and White Double Evil hold the wedding, and where will it be held?"

Yang Jian picked up the Human Skin paper and asked in a low voice.

"I am Yang Jian, when you see this sentence I" the Human Skin paper, held by Yang Jian, changed its content.

"Stop this act, if the Red and White Double Evil really completes that so-called wedding, you'll probably be eaten by it then, won't you?"

Yang Jian's tone was cold and his words carried a threatening meaning.

Perhaps the Human Skin paper also fears the existence of the Red and White Double Evil; after Yang Jian issued the threat, the content began to change.

"I learned from the Human Skin paper that the Red and White Double Evil is preparing a wedding, but this wedding will start soon."

"After extensive investigation, I think this wedding may be related to a Supernatural Artifact I hold, a Hong Bai Shuang Sha-colored Ghost Cabinet."

"At most two days; once more than two days pass, the Red and White Double Evil will finish the wedding preparations and begin the ceremony."

"Therefore I must successfully locate the wedding venue within these two days."

The Human Skin paper's Precognition seems to have encountered some obstruction; the final information it can give is heavily limited, only indicating that Yang Jian is related to the Ghost Cabinet.

"Hong Bai Shuang Sha-colored Ghost Cabinet? What do you think?" Zhang Xianguang looked at Yang Jian, his eyes asking.

"Hong Bai Shuang Sha-colored Ghost Cabinet, this is a special Supernatural Artifact, it should have some connection with the Ghost Bride."

"I once, at the Ghost Post Office, went to an ancient mansion to deliver a letter and help an elderly man with his funeral, when the Red and White Double Evil took this thing away."

"The Human Skin paper's ghostly aspect seems to have been isolated by some supernatural force, but fortunately it still gave me some hints."

"According to the Human Skin paper, the wedding is related to the Ghost Cabinet, so the venue is likely inside that ancient mansion."

"Ancient mansion?" Zhang Xianguang showed a thoughtful expression.

During the Republic Era, many Ghost Tamers were nostalgic, so they built many ancient mansions to imprison Fierce Ghosts.

Just hearing the name ancient mansion, Zhang Xianguang could not guess any useful information.

"Yes, it is an ancient mansion located in an Old Forest, and I went there by bus back then."

Yang Jian recalled the past experience, a trace of lingering fear in his eyes.

That elderly man was truly terrifying.

"Speaking of the ancient mansion, I also recall that the Red and White Double Evil appeared in that house before the elderly man died."

"At that time, for some reason, I opened a room inside the mansion, and the Red and White Double Evil stayed in that room for a long time."

Zhang Xianguang listened to Yang Jian's words and couldn't help but nod.

It is related to the Ghost Cabinet, and the Red and White Double Evil has been seen there; if this is true, the wedding venue could indeed be there.

"If so, where is that ancient mansion, can you still find it?" Zhang Xianguang asked.

"In Dazhou City," Yang Jian said. "Back then we escaped from Dazhou City using a Ghostly Artifact provided by the Ghost Post Office."

"Dazhou City?" Zhang Xianguang heard and suddenly lifted his head, as if recalling something.

"Is the elderly man of that ancient mansion you mentioned called Zhang Dong?"

Yang Jian nodded: "That's right, his name is Zhang Dong, apparently a powerful figure of the Republic Era."

"At that time the elderly man merely waved his hand, and even the road leading to the Ghost Post Office was Erased by him."

"If so, then the wedding venue is undoubtedly that place."

Zhang Xianguang perhaps thought of something, speaking in a deep voice, confirming the wedding location.

"There, there is a Hong Bai Shuang Sha-colored room that looks just like a Wedding Room."

"That Wedding Room may look like a single room, but in reality it is a terrifying Fierce Ghost, and even those Republic Era Old Antiques are equally fearful of that room."

"So, our next target is to go to the Ghostly Mansion in Dazhou City?" Yang Jian said.

"Since you know something about that ancient mansion, you should be able to think of a way to enter, right?"

"I do have a method, but unfortunately I cannot leave the Ghost Post Office now," Zhang Xianguang's face showed a hint of helplessness.

"Then, go to Zhongzhou City, find a special Chinese medicine shop there, and invite the elderly pharmacist inside to come to the Ghost Post Office."

"What is special about that elderly man?" Yang Jian asked.

"That elderly man is a teammate of the mansion's elderly man; he can help you."

"But by yourself it's hard to make him act for you; that elderly man is too stubborn, so you must bring him to the Ghost Post Office."

Yang Jian heard this and nodded.

"Fine, if so, I'll go to Zhongzhou City then."

Yang Jian did not ask much more and immediately left the Ghost Post Office.

Although Zhang Xianguang had previously devised many arrangements, they were never carried out.

And even Zhang Xianguang's plan was essentially just to find a safe environment.

In the current situation, there is no time for dithering.

Watching Yang Jian leave, Zhang Xianguang sighed, took the Human Skin paper and began to read.

"I am Zhang Xianguang, when you see this sentence I am already dead."

"Our plan failed once again; even after going to the ancient mansion, we still cannot deal with the Red and White Double Evil."

"That Ghost's current terror has already surpassed our imagination; perhaps only it can threaten the Red and White Double Evil."

"But unfortunately, it is already dead, so our plan can only be forced to fail."

After reading these words, Zhang Xianguang couldn't help but squeeze the Human Skin paper in his hand.

Zhongzhou City.

On an old street that could be abandoned at any moment, a Chinese medicine shop stood in the middle of the road.

Few people ever patronized this shop; only occasional passersby would glance at it.

However, today this Chinese medicine shop received a special visitor.

At this moment the shop was cold and dim, unlit, relying only on daylight streaming in.

Especially since it was afternoon and the sun was weak, the shop felt unusually gloomy.

Even children playing nearby would subconsciously avoid it, unwilling to step inside.

Yang Jian, who has dealt with the supernatural for years, could see at a glance that the shop exuded a supernatural aura.

Standing at the doorway, Yang Jian looked inside, but an invisible force barred him, preventing a full view and allowing only vague outlines.

"Don't you want to be investigated? But I'm not accustomed to this place."

Yang Jian's gaze hardened, and his Ghost Eye opened without hesitation.

In an instant.

The dim shop was instantly bathed in a beam of light, sweeping away all darkness.

At the same time several Oil Lamps and candles inside the shop were lit in unison, but the flames were not ordinary—they were pale green Ghost Fire.

"Young man, take it easy; don't burn my shop down."

At that moment a voice sounded, and from behind the shop a elderly man looking like an old Chinese medicine doctor, leaning on a cane, slowly stepped forward.

A woman in her thirties accompanied him—a voluptuous, graceful beauty, whose skin was unusually pale from years without sunlight, giving her a chilly aura.

Yang Jian stared at the old man and noticed he wore sunglasses; his eyes were already blind.

His face bore age spots, his body was emaciated, and he exuded a heavy dead aura, with a faint smell of rotting corpse.

However, that corpse smell was masked by a stronger Chinese medicine odor; only a careful nose could discern it.

"With a body like that you're still alive—remarkable; logically you should have been buried long ago."

"Unable to see any light, even death won't bring peace; you can only force yourself to endure," the old man said slowly.

"I am Yang Jian, the Enforcement Captain of Headquarters, the person in charge of Dachang City, and I came here on a friend's recommendation."

Yang Jian looked at the old man, stating his identity and purpose while internally assessing the situation. Apart from the Wraiths, this should be his first genuine encounter with a Ghost Tamer of Seven Elders rank.

"Enforcement Captain? That's a grand title—are you here to show off or to bring charges?"

The woman beside him gave a light, slightly mocking smile.

"I'm not looking for you, and I certainly lack the nerve to bring charges against an elder who's lived from the Republic Era to now."

Yang Jian gave the woman a cold glance.

She was merely an ordinary person, yet unexpectedly confident.

It's hard to tell whether it's the fearless of the ignorant or the old man in front giving her enough leeway. "You should be grateful I came on official business; otherwise I would have already trampled you beneath my feet."

"Everyone who ever came here for medicine was respectful and humble; you are the most arrogant I've ever seen, truly annoying," the woman frowned.

Yang Jian said nothing to her, turning to the old man: "If you die, she won't live long either; no wonder you're forcing yourself to hold on—someone with no sight at all will be killed quickly."

The old man's mouth twitched, and he smiled, though no sound came out; the creases on his face stretched, making him look especially eerie.

"Your temper's fierce, and your skill's strong—you're impressive," he said after a silent smile, evaluating Yang Jian.

The mature woman beside him flushed slightly, looking at Yang Jian with startled uncertainty.

"He's right, Xiao Ru; don't be fooled by his youth—he's the most formidable who's entered this shop in years," the old man said slowly.

"The title of Enforcement Captain is well deserved; barring any surprise, he's the one who runs this era. You should be courteous and pour a cup of hot tea," he added.

The old man waved his hand, gesturing toward the woman.

The woman named Xiao Ru's complexion shifted; after a lingering glance at Yang Jian, she replied and turned away.

"Sit down," the old man said, then sat on the chair, gesturing to Yang Jian.

The black Old Taishi Chair, its armrests wrapped like a smooth, glossy coating.

Yang Jian stared at the Old Taishi Chair.

"I've seen such a chair in an old mansion, in the same spot; back then the sitter wasn't a person but an Old Corpse, and I later performed its burial," he said.

"Is that so? Then I owe you thanks for burying him," the old man sighed.

"You truly know that Old Corpse," Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

"I was friends with that person before," the blind, cane‑leaning old man said without concealment.

"Zhang Xianguang said you and they were teammates; it seems he didn't deceive me. That's why I came—Zhang Xianguang sent me to find you, inviting you to the Ghost Post Office," he explained.

"Zhang Xianguang? You mean Xiao Zhang? What a timeless name," the old man said, his face showing nostalgia.

After his reminiscence, the old man looked up at Yang Jian and asked gravely,

"It seems you're not here for medicine but with a problem. Fortunately you arrived in time; had you been later, you'd only see my Coffin."

"Has something big happened outside lately?" the old man asked, sitting up.

"Indeed, some very troublesome matters have arisen; even my entire Headquarters deployed forces, yet we failed to resolve them," Yang Jian said solemnly.

"Moreover, due to this Supernatural Incident, even the Soul Summoner of Taiping Ancient Town has lost his power," he added.

"Many traces of Republic Era elders have been erased by that Ghost; thereafter Soul Summoning Incense can no longer summon those dead," he continued.

Hearing this, the old man paused.

"Eh, I knew it."

"Now those old friends—aside from me, probably no one can remember their names any longer."

"Xiao Zhang sent you to find me; I think I already know why."

"Is the Supernatural Incident you mentioned the Red and White Double Evil?" the old man asked.

"Have you heard of that Supernatural Incident?" Yang Jian said, surprise flashing on his face.

I've heard a few things; Hong Jie came looking for me, and later I heard more from some people seeking medicine.

What a pity; if I had acted in time back then, this ghost wouldn't have undergone Ghost's Growth.

The elder's tone carried a hint of lament; Hong Jie had indeed come looking for him.

But the elder hadn't taken a ghost to heart at the time, which led to the situation spiraling completely out of control.

"I'll tidy up and head to the Ghost Post Office shortly," the elder said decisively, standing up as soon as the decision was made.

"With Little Zhang's pride, he actually asked me to step in; the matter must have reached an irretrievable stage."

"Do you know Zhang Xianguang?" Hearing the elder call Zhang Xianguang 'Little Zhang' several times, Yang Jian's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"I do know him; I even held him when he was a child," the elder nodded.

"You've probably met his father as well; you even helped Little Zhang's father collect a corpse,"

Upon hearing that, Yang Jian's pupils sharply contracted.

Zhang Xianguang, actually Zhang Dong's son?

Yang Jian's eyes showed surprise; he truly hadn't expected that.

"Your potential is quite good, but it's a pity your foundation is too weak,"

The elder looked at Yang Jian; although he said he was heading to Da Han City, he didn't rush to leave, instead appraising Yang Jian.

"The shadow at your feet lacks a body; if you gave it a body, your strength should become greater,"

"Your eyes are quite good, but unfortunately your own abilities limit you, preventing you from fully utilizing all those eyes,"

"At the Caesar Grand Hotel in ZS City, there's a corpse; if you can harness that thing, your power should undergo a metamorphosis,"

"However, once you harness that corpse, it won't be long before the Fierce Ghost revives,"

"Senior, is there a way you can help me harness that corpse?" Yang Jian asked quickly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the elder said calmly, neither confirming nor denying his ability to help Yang Jian, but replying with a question.

"If our strength is insufficient, facing the Red and White Double Evil, it's not just me; perhaps the whole world would lose all hope because of it," Yang Jian said gravely.

"Rather than continue to eke out a miserable existence, it's better to forcibly harness the Fierce Ghost, even if it means fighting until the Fierce Ghost revives; as long as we can resolve this Supernatural Incident, it isn't a bad thing,"

Hearing Yang Jian's words, the elder's face broke into a satisfied smile.

"Just remember that sentence of yours; I'm heading to the Ghost Post Office now,"

"From now on, if you still need to do anything, do it promptly, then come to the Ghost Post Office to find me,"

"I'm too old; according to what you say, that ghost might not be something I can handle alone right now,"

"If you're willing to risk your lives, using the years I've lived to force something premature, I can still manage it,"

"However, the batch of you in the future will completely lose the potential to keep growing, even having to sacrifice your lives here,"

"Even so, you don't regret it?" the elder asked before leaving.

Yang Jian listened to the elder's words, intending to answer, but the elder cut him off.

"No need to answer immediately; you must have come for more than just me, right?"

"When you enter the Ghost Post Office, just tell me your answer then,"

"But you need to think it through quickly,"

"After all, given the current situation, we don't have much time to ponder slowly,"

Yang Jian heard this and nodded.

After the elder left, Yang Jian chose another direction to go.

"Headquarters was attacked, but fortunately the captains can still communicate via Walkie-Talkie,"

Yang Jian's second target was He Yiner.

Although facing the Red and White Double Evil, He Yiner's combat power lost most of its strength, but because of Hong Jie, He Yiner still retained some Republic Era elder Mediums in hand.

In this situation, each extra combat power adds another chance.

He Yiner, as a Soul Summoner, if he performs well, amounts to several temporary Seven Elders‑level combat powers.

Besides that, the other captains also need to be contacted one by one.

With this elder's help, these captains' strength might advance another step.

It's expected to wrap up soon; updates will be a bit slower these days, one chapter per day, at least the author gets full attendance this month.

(End of Chapter)