Chapter 83: All Restarts—How to Play? Chen Qiaoyang with a Shattered Dao Heart!

On the other side.

When Chen Qiaoyang was attacked, the three people with Yang Jian also sprang into action.

"Li Jun, use your Ghost Fire to create a safe zone for us."

Yang Jian shouted at Li Jun, whose face was now only half visible.

Because of the Ghost Painting's influence, he could no longer use his own Ghost Domain.

Although stacking the Ghost Domain of the Ghost Eye can continuously increase Yang Jian's Ghost Domain strength, even producing various special effects.

But the stacking of the Ghost Eye also has a prerequisite: the Ghost Eye must be able to open and release a Ghost Domain.

If he can't even release a Ghost Domain, he can't stack Ghost Domains at all, let alone create a safe zone within the Ghost Painting.

A single Ghost Eye's Ghost Domain is very weak, and with the Ghost Painting countering the Ghost Eye, he doesn't even qualify to use a Ghost Domain here.

"Don't worry, at least until I die, the Ghost Painting won't attack you."

Li Jun nodded; although in his current state, he couldn't use a Ghost Domain for long.

But to prevent the people of Da Dong City from being slaughtered, he wouldn't flinch even if it meant sacrificing his life.

"Wang Chaling, the Ghost Painting is too restrictive for me; my Ghost Domain can't be used, so keep the few ghosts beside you on guard," Yang Jian instructed again.

"Understood."

Wang Chaling stared at Yang Jian; the few ghosts beside him were transformed from his own family members, and if possible he didn't want them to take risks.

But if he himself refused to take risks, Yang Jian would probably have to find a way to retreat from Da Dong City directly.

When that time comes and Da Dong City becomes a forbidden zone, all of Wang Chaling's plans will be nullified.

"Where should we go first?" Li Jun asked.

He knew that Yang Jian's sense for various matters during a Supernatural Incident was sharper than his own.

"First, let's find that Chen Qiaoyang."

"That guy is probably also trapped by the Ghost Painting's Ghost Domain; teaming up with him would give us more confidence," Yang Jian said, pondering.

"Regardless, Chen Qiaoyang's strength won't be weaker than a captain's, let alone he has four ghosts with him, which can be a great asset against Ghostly Servants."

"Although Chen Qiaoyang has some conflicts with us—or with our seniors—I think he won't act irrationally now."

Although it was only a brief meeting, Yang Jian still formed some guesses about Chen Qiaoyang's situation.

He is extremely self‑absorbed and supremely confident, yet not lacking in calm; such a person can disregard everything for his own sake.

For such a person, he has his own convictions, and also a sense of the bigger picture.

During the conversation, Wang Chaling spoke up.

"It seems a fight broke out over there; the Red and White Double Evil appear to have attacked Chen Qiaoyang."

Hearing this, Yang Jian and Li Jun looked toward the direction Wang Chaling indicated.

At the end of this Ghost's Zhang Dong's Ghost Residence's Exterior street, in a black‑and‑white faded intersection, there stood a conspicuously out‑of‑place figure.

It was a person shrouded in blood, struggling against a terrifying Supernatural Incident that could strip color from people.

In the continual struggle, the Blood Figure was struck by a Paper Flower Sedan, fled the area, leaving four terrifying Fierce Ghosts to confront the Red and White Double Evil.

"That's Chen Qiaoyang; I've fought him before. That bizarre blood must be some kind of Supernatural Incident on his body," Li Jun said.

"He escaped. Need help?" Wang Chaling asked.

Although none of the three spoke, they tacitly chose to follow Yang Jian's lead.

Even though Wang Chaling had a few ghosts with him and had been slated for the captain position early on, his knowledge of Supernatural Incidents was too limited.

Having his parents, grandparents around, any Supernatural Incident wasn't a problem for him.

The only question was whether Wang Chaling would dare to rush forward.

Li Jun, though well‑versed in Supernatural Incidents, was too impulsive; in such incidents, rash judgments easily cause the team's actions to fail.

"Let's first assess the situation, at least for now prevent the Red and White Double Evil from controlling the ghosts left with Chen Qiaoyang."

Yang Jian stared at Zhang Hao and the ghost bride.

Each of Chen Qiaoyang's ghosts isn't weak; if they get controlled, they'll cause serious trouble.

"Alright, I'll act first."

After Wang Chaling said so, a middle‑aged couple behind him rushed forward.

Li Jun's Ghost Fire at this moment intensified, carving a safe zone for the few of them.

"Li Jun, wait, I have something here that might help you right now."

Yang Jian, seeing Li Jun about to step forward, held him back.

"What?" Li Jun looked at Yang Jian, a little puzzled.

"Looking at you like that, I can guess without even thinking—you must be planning to go all out," Yang Jian said calmly.

"Do you remember the Music Box I got from Headquarters?"

"You mean the music box that can protect consciousness but also releases a curse?" The flame in Li Jun's pupils flickered a few times.

"Right, although I'm not sure it will have any effect on your current situation," Yang Jian mused.

"But since you're already going all out, let's add a safety net; after all, with your current condition, dying is just the same."

"With the Music Box's curse, even lasting a few more minutes would be good."

Li Jun naturally had no objections.

Not to mention that after his death, Ah Hong could resurrect him through makeup; even without the Music Box, given his current condition, death is inevitable.

Yang Jian took out his phone, opened a piano app and kept tapping, playing a pleasant melody.

It is the cursed music of the Music Box; because of certain circumstances, Yang Jian has mastered that piece and stored it in his mind.

Now he only needs to play that music to unleash the Music Box's curse, preventing a person from dying for a certain period.

Feeling the music swirling in his mind, Li Jun immediately stepped forward, reaching Wang Chaling's side.

At this moment, Zhang Hao was just summoning ghosts to seize the few ghosts left by Chen Qiaoyang.

He suddenly saw several people breaking into the street and immediately stopped his action.

"Yang Jian, Li Jun. And that one should be Wang Chaling, right?"

Of course, what truly concerned Zhang Hao was not Wang Chaling or Yang Jian.

Whether Wang Chaling or Yang Jian, neither posed any threat to Zhang Hao.

Wang Chaling is just an ordinary person; Zhang Hao could kill him with ease.

Yang Jian has no right to use the Ghost Domain before me, and a Yang Jian without the Ghost Domain is likewise no threat.

As for the more threatening Li Jun, seeing that only half of his makeup remained on his face, Zhang Hao no longer cared much about him.

Without controlled Ghost Fire, it cannot be my opponent; it might even be turned to my control.

What truly mattered to Zhang Hao was actually the fierce ghosts resembling two old men that followed Wang Chaling.

On those two ghosts, Zhang Hao sensed a feeling similar to facing Qin Lao, though not as intense.

Those two ghosts are not as strong as Qin Lao, but they are definitely stronger than his current self.

However, the most important thing is that Wang Chaling has two elders; he and the bride happen to be exactly two ghosts.

Zhang Hao stared at the three, and likewise, Yang Jian and his companions stared back at Zhang Hao.

Seeing that Zhang Hao did not continue summoning the ghosts left by Chen Qiaoyang, Yang Jian and his group, fearing the activation of the Red and White Double Evil's Killing Rule, took no action.

Two minutes passed.

Suddenly, at this moment, a blood‑splattered person ran over.

"Chen Qiaoyang? Didn't you run away, you guy?" Li Jun asked, puzzled.

"Don't mention it."

Chen Qiaoyang's blood‑stained face showed lingering fear as he hurried to Yang Jian and the others, as if something terrifying pursued him, causing the three to feel a hint of doubt.

However, they soon understood why Chen Qiaoyang had become like this.

Because after Chen Qiaoyang ran over, a coffin‑like darkness quickly descended from the sky.

Four silhouettes carrying a coffin, and four Paper Persons bearing a Paper Flower Sedan, accompanied the darkness as they walked toward here.

Yang Jian saw that darkness, and a memory of an experience he preferred not to recall surfaced.

"So it's the Ghostly Servant, no wonder this old kid looks like this," they muttered inwardly.

"Cough cough cough!" Looking at the darkness, Chen Qiaoyang's eyes were full of dread.

"Chen Qiaoyang? What's your situation, you guy? That Paper Flower Sedan should be yours, right?" Yang Jian frowned at Chen Qiaoyang, the current situation preventing him from acting rashly.

"It is indeed mine; I didn't expect those two ghost things would still scheme against people."

Chen Qiaoyang's expression was unsettled; his gaze toward Zhang Hao and the ghost bride carried dread and a faint, deep‑seated fear.

"What does that mean?"

Hearing Chen Qiaoyang's words, Yang Jian's complexion changed.

He has encountered many strange fierce ghosts, Human Skin Paper, Ghost Cabinet, Ghost Newspaper, Ghostly Servant, Wish Ghost, and Ghost Shadow Head.

Therefore, upon hearing Chen Qiaoyang say he was schemed by a fierce ghost, he immediately felt a chill down his spine.

The ghost Chen Qiaoyang mentioned was clearly not any of the ghosts above.

After all, the Ghostly Servant belonging to Wei Jing's faction has already left; the current Ghostly Servant no longer thinks.

So Chen Qiaoyang saying he was schemed should refer to the earlier Red and White Double Evil, right?

At this moment, Yang Jian seemed to recall the series of bizarre actions the Red and White Double Evil began after stepping off the bus.

The Red and White Double Evil does not kill everywhere like ordinary fierce ghosts; those who trigger its Killing Rule basically do not survive.

However, they do not linger in one place, perhaps moving toward densely populated cities.

The Red and White Double Evil's every action seems to have its own purpose.

They first went to the Caesar Grand Hotel, then to a certain Kui Mu Lin Village, and later arrived at Dajing City.

These places have no connection, yet the Red and White Double Evil acted so oddly.

"Right!" Yang Jian suddenly recalled some questions he had previously ignored.

Now, with Chen Qiaoyang's remark that he was schemed, Yang Jian also uncovered the reason behind the Red and White Double Evil's actions.

The Red and White Double Evil's first destination was ZS City, where they snatched the Ghost Crying Face from Yang Jian.

At that time, Yang Jian was relieved, thinking that the Ghost Crying Face puzzle's appearance prevented the Red and White Double Evil from further being controlled and influenced by the Ghost Newspaper.

But now it seems the Red and White Double Evil was after the Ghost Crying Face in his own hands.

Later, in a livestream accidentally leaked from that Mountain Village, the Red and White Double Evil obtained some more puzzle pieces.

And later the Dajing City, which Yang Jian had investigated at the time.

At the same time the Ghostly Servant escaped, the Red and White Double Evil broke into Wang Xiaoming's Laboratory and took away many Supernatural Artifacts.

Later the Red and White Double Evil also rode the Ghostly Servant, and even rode the Ghost Painting.

Speaking of that, Yang Jian seemed to remember something.

"Right, the plan to summon the Ghost Painting seems to have been first proposed by Jiang Shangbai, right? Even though the boss of the Friends Circle died, Jiang Shangbai strangely survived the Red and White Double Evil's attack."

The more he thought, the more Yang Jian's gaze at the Red and White Double Evil was filled with a strong, uneasy dread.

Clearly, he is already Abnormal; emotions and such should be scarce now.

But at this moment, Yang Jian only felt a chill rise in his heart.

He looked at the darkness; within it lay a coffin, and atop the coffin rested a Spirit Tablet bearing a Photo.

Although the Photo on the Spirit Tablet was black‑and‑white, Yang Jian still remembered the person in it clearly.

"That is… Zhang Hao!"

Yang Jian frowned; although he had only seen him once, that incident left a deep impression.

"Something's off. What on earth is happening?"

"Why is a Spirit Tablet of Zhang Hao placed on the Ghostly Servant's Coffin?"

Yang Jian looked at the darkness, then turned his gaze toward the Funeral Clothes Fierce Ghost representing the White Evil among the Red and White Double Evil.

Seeing the Face-Covering Cloth painted with a Crying Face, Yang Jian felt a very strong impulse inside.

He wanted to lift the Face-Covering Cloth to see whether the face beneath was Zhang Hao.

Or perhaps it was the faceless Fierce Ghost he had once seen—wearing Funeral Clothes, the Face-Covering Cloth removed, its face a hollow void!

Zhang Hao did not notice Yang Jian's astonishment and unease.

After seeing the Ghost Coffin and the Paper Flower Sedan, Zhang Hao's attention was no longer here.

Not only Zhang Hao, but even the Ghost Bride sensed the Paper Flower Sedan; she let go of Zhang Hao's hand, walked to the sedan, and sat down.

Zhang Hao knelt on the Ghost Coffin, allowing four ghosts in Funeral Clothes to carry him.

"Hmm, the Flower Sedan is in hand, but having four Paper Persons lift it isn't ideal."

Zhang Hao looked toward the nearby area, where four ghosts controlled by Chen Qiaoyang stood.

At that moment Chen Qiaoyang also noticed Zhang Hao's gaze, and an ugly expression appeared on his face.

With so many people present, none were staring at anything, yet they all stared at the thing in his hand, leaving him feeling helpless.

"Wang Family Third Generation, that bride seems to have the ability to control Fierce Ghosts; they are battling me for control of those four ghosts,"

"You should step in and help; otherwise, if those four ghosts beside me are taken, you'll get into trouble too."

Chen Qiaoyang, knowing that with his own strength he could not alone protect these ghosts when facing the Red and White Double Evil, immediately shouted to Wang Chaling and the others beside him.

Wang Chaling, hearing this, glanced at Yang Jian, as if asking for his opinion.

"Act now; we truly cannot let those four ghosts be taken away."

Having guessed that the Red and White Double Evil might possess intelligence, Yang Jian now listed this ghost as the most terrifying threat.

Seeing this ghost snatch the Paper Flower Sedan and also trying to take the Fierce Ghost beside Chen Qiaoyang, he immediately abandoned any restraint.

Amid the lingering eerie Crying, a dark shadow lay beneath Yang Jian's feet; he stepped forward a few paces, and the shadow covered the colorless street where Zhang Hao had stood.

"Puff!"

Accompanied by a sound of flesh being sliced, Zhang Hao's head, which had been hidden by the Face-Covering Cloth, fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiaoyang's pupils contracted slightly.

Fortunately, he hadn't directly fought the Headquarters guys before; otherwise, if those few teamed up—even if Wang Family Third Generation were useless—he would have been left here.

That fire axe was too terrifying; Chen Qiaoyang currently had no means to counter it, and the only option was to evade such axe attacks.

Yang Jian paid no heed to Chen Qiaoyang's thoughts; the instant the fire axe severed Zhang Hao's head, he immediately hurled the golden long spear he held toward Zhang Hao.

Gold is unaffected by the Ghost Domain and cannot be shifted by it, so it smoothly flew across the street and struck Zhang Hao, who had lost his head and had not yet reacted.

The tip of the golden long spear slid along Zhang Hao's severed neck, pierced his body, and suppressed him.

At the same time, the four ghosts behind Wang Chaling launched an attack on the Ghost Bride.

The Red and White Double Evil will Restart each other; they naturally will not forget this.

Since Yang Jian has suppressed the White Evil, Wang Chaling now needs to suppress the Red Evil.

"Be careful, the Crying hasn't stopped!" Li Jun warned.

"If that ghost were truly suppressed, the Crying should have ceased,"

His condition is poor now, so he did not act, but instead used the Ghost Domain to isolate the Ghost Painting's Ghost Domain.

Because both Yang Jian, who cannot use the Ghost Domain, and Wang Chaling, a mere mortal, are extremely vulnerable within this Ghost Domain.

Li Jun must ensure that the two are not affected by the Ghost Domain.

"Chen Qiaoyang, still not acting?" Yang Jian barked.

"Don't worry, that ghost thing is trying to snatch my stuff, so I certainly won't just stand by," Chen Qiaoyang replied.

"It's just that those ghosts beside me were affected by the Ghost Bride earlier, and now I've successfully reclaimed control,"

As Chen Qiaoyang's voice faded, the four previously stationary Fierce Ghosts also surged toward Zhang Hao.

Unlike Yang Jian and the others, Chen Qiaoyang knows little about the Red and White Double Evil; he has only heard of Ghost Painting, Ghostly Servant, and the Ghost Bride.

However at that moment, Zhang Hao's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

The next instant, atop the Paper Flower Sedan, a white figure stepped out.

"Restart!"

Seeing the four ghosts' attack miss, Chen Qiaoyang's face, which had regained a hint of confidence, went pale.

"What is this? What kind of ghost stuff have we cultivated over the years?"

He couldn't quite understand; after being locked in the Wang Family Ancient Residence for decades, what changes had occurred in this world?

"What's the joke? It's one thing that the Ghost Painting's frame can Restart, and the Ghostly Servant can Restart, and I can understand the Ghost Bride who wields the Ghost Painting having a Restart, but now even that Mourning ghost can Restart—when did Restart become so cheap? A supernatural incident with terrifying Fierce Ghosts is one thing, but when every ghost you face can Restart, how is that even a game? 'Are the younger generation always dealing with ghosts of this caliber? It seems this new era can no longer accommodate me!'"

Chen Qiaoyang seemed to have his confidence shattered, muttering to himself with his head lowered.

(End of Chapter)