Chapter 89: The Female Corpse Inside the Ghost Cabinet

Time drifts slowly, and Zhang Hao has not shown up in the Reality World since leaving the Caesar Grand Hotel.

For a moment, everyone at Headquarters is speculating that the Red and White Double Evil have gone somewhere else.

But at this time, Yang Jian in Dachang City no longer has the mind to care about the Red and White Double Evil's affairs.

Because after leaving Da Dong City, he encountered many strange incidents at the Ghost Post Office.

Now he has to worry about new trouble.

The Spiritual Bus will arrive in Dachang City today; that vehicle packed with Fierce Ghosts could at any moment have a terrifying Fierce Ghost step off.

The Red and White Double Evil, who have turned the Reality World upside down, are the ones stepping down from the Spiritual Bus.

February 26, Dachang City, Chang'an Road.

Although it is already the evening rush hour, this road is empty and quiet.

Nearby there is neither a pedestrian nor a vehicle, making it stand out from the rest of the city.

This place has been sealed off for two days.

Even the residents have been evacuated, so ordinary people could not possibly appear here.

It is not yet nine o'clock.

In front of a bus station on Chang'an Road, Yang Jian has been waiting early, and besides him there is a group of Ghost Couriers from the Ghost Post Office.

According to the post office's delivery mission guide, a bus will arrive at exactly nine p. m., stop here, and then all the couriers must board that bus.

However, Yang Jian has suspended all bus and passenger services in Dachang City, precisely to prevent the city's other vehicles from being confused with the one designated by the post office, avoiding mistakes.

On the unobstructed highway, special vehicles came from different roads, converging at the Chang'an Road intersection and parking in a line.

These are all arranged by Yang Jian to prevent anyone from mistakenly entering this street.

In the distance.

The roadside streetlights flicker, a haze seems to rise around, the Gaze is somewhat warped and blurred, then two yellow headlights flash, and a slightly eerie bus slowly drives in.

At first glance, this bus looks perfectly normal, seemingly no different from an ordinary bus.

Yang Jian's Ghost Eye peers, directly stacking to the fourth layer, and only then does the bus change its appearance.

This is not a normal bus, but a rust‑stained, broken, dented junk vehicle.

"My Gaze has been affected; this is a paranormal interference. Will my current state also be suppressed?"

Then he feels the Ghost Eye's Gaze blur, as if nearsighted, unable to see clearly inside the bus, only vague silhouettes of several people sitting by the windows.

Moreover, as the Spiritual Bus approaches, the interference on his Ghost Eye worsens.

Even so, Yang Jian has a strange illusion that if the bus collides directly with the Ghost Eye, the Ghost Eye might dead‑machine.

But he does not dare to try.

Because the previous person who tried this already died, and it was Yang Jian's father.

"It's this bus."

The others also saw the Spiritual Bus arrive; their gazes grew solemn, and they prepared themselves to board.

In the city center, above the 45th floor of the Shangtong Building lies the top floor.

A red and a white figure stand there.

"Has the bus finally arrived?"

Zhang Hao looks into the distance; clearly, because of the height and the night, he should see nothing.

Yet at this moment Zhang Hao strangely looks toward a certain street in the city.

There, an old bus is slowly driving toward a platform.

In fact, Zhang Hao had considered entering the bus directly from Dachang City and heading to the ancient mansion.

But he quickly abandoned that idea.

Because he does not know on which day the bus will arrive in Dachang City; his current presence here is deduced from the information provided by the Ghost Newspaper Agency.

And besides the Ghostly Mansion, he has other tasks to do.

Namely, the Ghost Cabinet that Yang Jian placed in Dachang City.

The Ghost Cabinet, as a Puzzle of the Ghost Bride, must be obtained by Zhang Hao before he enters the red room.

Besides the Ghost Cabinet, the Ghost Mirror is also Zhang Hao's objective.

These two items may be beyond the Ghost Bride's control at first, but after entering the red room, she will surely gain the chance to wield them.

However, Yang Jian has probably already made a deal with the Ghost Cabinet, taking the red‑room key from it.

Zhang Hao needs Yang Jian to open the Ghostly Mansion's red room at the right moment, and thus must prevent Yang Jian from noticing any issue with the Ghost Cabinet.

And if Zhang Hao wants to stir things up in the Ghostly Mansion, he must prepare in advance.

After all, the Ghostly Mansion is where Zhang Dong resides, even though most of the Seven Elders are already dead.

Yet there are still a few Soul Summoning Incense sticks left there.

When the time comes, once Zhang Hao brings the Ghost Bride into the red room, he will inevitably clash with the briefly revived Zhang Youhong.

He therefore must devise some countermeasures.

Although resurrecting Zhang Youhong via Soul Summoning Incense should place no limits on her and the Ghost Bride's abilities, Zhang Hao still opts for a safer method.

Just as he wouldn't, in order to kill Yang Jian and his group, go and confront the Wang Family generation.

Although the chance of being imprisoned is small, any such possibility must be avoided.

While pondering.

The Spiritual Bus that came from afar now slows, finally stopping steadily beside the bus platform at the Chang'an Road intersection.

The bus doors suddenly open, both front and rear, and everything appears perfectly normal.

The exterior and interior seem identical; the only slight difference is the driver, whose body is somewhat stiff, hands on the steering wheel unmoving, like a corpse long dead.

Yet under normal waiting conditions, no one would likely notice this issue.

"Get on."

One of the Ghost Couriers, seeing the bus doors open, immediately chose to rush aboard.

He knew the bus might be dangerous, but boarding first would undoubtedly let him seize a spot, which would benefit the upcoming operation.

It wasn't just him; Da Qiang, Lao Ying, and Liu Qingqing also rushed aboard at that moment.

"What a bunch of clueless fools, rushing to meet their death."

A cold snort sounded inside the carriage, and then that person swiftly stepped off the bus; the moment he got off, he let out a big sigh and tried to leave quickly.

He hadn't taken two steps.

He froze instantly.

Because he saw someone staring at him.

"The person in charge of Dachang City, Ghost Eye Yang Jian?"

He was clearly a Ghost Tamer; his gaze hardened, replying to the cold stare: "I just got off, I don't intend to act yet; give me a favor today and let me pass through and leave."

"Let's pretend nothing happened; you should know what it means for me to walk off this bus alive."

It was both a warning and a reminder.

Because a Ghost Tamer who can leave the Spiritual Bus alive is not only powerful.

But also likely, thanks to prolonged Supernatural Suppression on the Spiritual Bus, his own Fierce Ghost has fallen into a Dead Machine state.

This Dead Machine is incomplete; given time, the Fierce Ghost will revive, yet for a short-lived Ghost Tamer, achieving this is already impressive.

At the very least, he briefly possessed the ability to challenge a Captain Level figure.

Yang Jian's gaze remained cold, fixed on the Ghost Tamer who had just stepped off.

"Yang Jian, this man is Ni Cord, a wanted criminal who previously eliminated a city official. He possesses a Ghost Domain and is very dangerous."

A voice from Feng Quan's satellite‑tracked phone came through.

Though the voice was faint, it instantly caught Ni Cord's attention.

His complexion changed abruptly; he realized trouble.

But the next moment.

Ni Cord only saw a scarlet scene before him, his Ghost Domain tightly suppressed, exhausting his greatest Ghost Power to resist.

It seemed to have some effect; the red world before him was fading quickly, not leaving him completely powerless.

But the next moment.

Ni Cord felt a massive force pierce his body.

"Bang!"

A deafening blast, the Ground cracked.

A splintered Long Spear unambiguously appeared at Ni Cord's chest, pinning him to the Ground. "Yang Jian!"

Ni Cord tried to struggle, his eyes bulging, emitting a low growl like a Fierce Ghost, as if to devour, but it was merely helpless rage.

Soon, he felt his body rapidly losing numbness and consciousness; even the Ghost within his body seemed stripped of Ghost Power, no longer appearing.

Without Ghost Power sustaining him, his life drained quickly.

"I'm unwilling to accept this; I clearly survived so many dangers, yet I fell here," Ni Cord panicked, extremely unwilling.

But at that moment.

From the bus stepped a bizarre figure; its appearance seemed to dim the surrounding light dramatically—no, it wasn't a semblance, it was real.

The surroundings were darkening.

Nearby streetlights, like candles burning out, were rapidly extinguishing.

"Ghost?"

Yang Jian's eyes snapped shut; he instinctively took a Ghost's Retreat step, not rushing to retrieve the Long Spear from Ni Cord.

He didn't want to confront the Fierce Ghost descending head‑on.

The figure was draped entirely in black gauze, like a mosquito net, dense and obscuring vision, making the interior shape indistinct.

The face was unseen, only a black humanoid silhouette visible; even stranger, a scarred arm protruded from beneath the black gauze.

The arm bore bite marks, weapon scratches, puncture blood holes, and even bruises resembling palm prints.

On the palm of that eerie arm clutched an old wooden paper umbrella.

The umbrella was also black, unusually so.

Clearly, the black paper umbrella was a Supernatural Artifact.

"Hmm? It's that Ghost."

Zhang Hao watched the Fierce Ghost wrapped in black gauze, holding the black paper umbrella, and felt interest stir within.

This Ghost was bizarre; if he could control it, perhaps it would provide great assistance.

But soon, Zhang Hao abandoned that option.

The Ghost's Ghost Domain was too bizarre; dealing with it would likely take considerable time, and he still needed to head to the Ghost Newspaper Agency, leaving no time to waste here.

As the Fierce Ghost with the paper umbrella stepped off, Yang Jian hesitated briefly, ultimately not acting and chose to board the bus.

The Spiritual Bus reactivated, moving forward slowly, then gradually accelerating, soon vanishing rapidly from sight.

Watching the disappearing Spiritual Bus, Zhang Hao waited a few minutes before immediately setting out.

An invisible Ghost Domain enveloped the building; the black‑and‑white palette stripped the entire Shangtong Building of color.

Zhang Hao was searching, looking for Yang Jian's Safety Room.

Soon, he navigated the Ghost Domain to find a place unaffected by it.

It was in a compartment on the top floor of the Shangtong Building.

"Bride, stay outside and guard, I'll go in and take a look."

Zhang Hao said something to the bride, to prevent anyone from arriving and locking himself inside the safety room.

At the same time, just after Yang Jian's signal had vanished, Feng Quan and Huang Ziya, who were patrolling the city, heard about the incident at Shangtong Building.

The two arrived outside Shangtong Building; looking at the structure, both contracted their pupils.

"Black and white."

Huang Ziya and Feng Quan exchanged a glance and both sensed the fear in each other's eyes.

As Yang Jian's teammates, they naturally followed Yang Jian to Da Dong City, and they had not forgotten everything they had experienced before.

They were more than familiar with this kind of color‑draining situation for a building.

"Seal off, have someone immediately seal off Shangtong Building, prohibit everyone from entering."

"No, isolate even those beyond the three connecting streets."

Although he didn't know why, that strange force that drained all color only affected Shangtong Building, Feng Quan still isolated a larger area.

As for why only three streets, it is because Feng Quan knows that if this supernatural incident truly spreads, probably everyone in Dachang City would be unable to escape.

Isolating the three streets is merely to prevent anyone from mistakenly entering before the supernatural incident spreads.

"Huang Ziya, go arrange for people to evacuate, try to get people out of Dachang City," Feng Quan said urgently.

"Fine." Huang Ziya nodded and left immediately.

Feng Quan looked at the color‑drained Shangtong Building and slowly retreated backward.

In fact, Zhang Hao's arrangement was completely unnecessary.

With Yang Jian absent, Shangtong Building lost its color, and no Ghost Tamer in Dachang City dared to enter Shangtong Building under these circumstances.

Zhang Hao used a physical method to break open the Golden House, and upon entering he discovered a mirror wrapped in black cloth.

He lifted the black cloth covering the mirror, and a mirror unfolded before his eyes.

The mirror was empty; aside from the room's background, it could not reflect any human presence.

Even though Zhang Hao stood in front of this mirror, it could not reflect Zhang Hao's image at all.

However, the fact that this mirror could not reflect Zhang Hao's image instead confirmed to Zhang Hao that this was the ghost mirror he had been looking for.

He lifted the mirror and, using the Ghost Domain, placed it inside the bride's Flower Sedan Chair.

Afterwards Zhang Hao entered the safety room again, and soon he discovered some items inside.

Inside the two Golden Boxes were several White Candles and Red Candles respectively.

"Ghost Candle, huh? Perfect, the red room also needs candles."

Although the Ghost Candles were of no use to Zhang Hao now, he still collected them.

Afterwards Zhang Hao glanced a few more times; there seemed to be nothing else of value here.

But that makes sense—anything Yang Jian could place in Shangtong Building had probably already been taken by his teammates.

Such supplies as the ghost mirror and Ghost Candles are normally kept here and fetched when needed.

"Let's go, we're heading to Guan Jiang Xiao Qu."

Zhang Hao left the safety room and said to the ghost bride.

"?"

The ghost bride clearly could not understand what Guan Jiang Xiao Qu meant, tilting her head toward him.

"Just follow me."

Seeing this, Zhang Hao stepped forward, grabbed the ghost bride, and then used the Ghost Domain to reach Guan Jiang Xiao Qu.

Through the Ghost Domain, he quickly locked onto a bell tower within Guan Jiang Xiao Qu.

In the Ghost Domain's perception, a red cabinet existed there.

The moment the cabinet was detected by Zhang Hao via the Ghost Domain, the ghost bride, who had previously been passive and needed Zhang Hao's guidance, seemed to sense something.

She unexpectedly led Zhang Hao away from that place toward the direction of the bell tower.

On a bell tower in Guan Jiang Xiao Qu, a cabinet painted as vivid as blood suddenly ejected its drawer in a strange way.

Inside the cabinet's drawer lay an old, yellowed Yellow Paper, on which were several crooked, blood‑like characters.

"She's coming, she's coming!"

A strand of scarlet blood gradually seeped out of the cabinet, spilling outward, and a pungent metallic scent drifted over the bell tower.

As the blood flowed down, it dyed the wooden cabinet red and streamed onto the ground, gathering into a mass that kept expanding outward.

Moreover, the blood spilling from the cabinet doors increased; previously only a lower crack leaked, but now several cracks in the upper doors also oozed blood.

No, it's not just the cabinet interior bleeding; the wood of the cabinet itself is exuding blood droplets.

When the blood had risen past the cabinet's four wooden legs, the lower door panel creaked an old sound and slowly opened.

A swollen, grotesque hand emerged from the lower door panel and tried to push the door open, as if its owner wanted to get out.

Strands of black hair dangled down first, wet and dripping, as if just pulled from water.

Through the half‑opened cabinet door, one could see that the interior was not empty but packed tightly, leaving no gap at all.

Yet faintly visible was what appeared to be a water‑soaked, swollen female corpse.

After the cabinet door opened, the female corpse seemed to sense something; its swollen eyes opened, revealing hollow, lifeless gazes, and it slowly crawled out of the cabinet.

"Tick‑tock! Tick‑tock!"

Blood dripped onto the ground as the corpse crawled, creating an eerie and terrifying scene.

(End of Chapter)