Chapter 87

Yang Jian and Ouyang Tian ultimately did not come to blows.

It wasn't that Ouyang Tian could bear the insult, but if they really fought, neither would gain any advantage.

Yang Jian was a newcomer, and it was estimated that it would take some time for the ghost to fully awaken. However, he no longer had the means to continue the conflict.

He had to suppress his anger; if he couldn't, he would die.

"If you don't want to continue fighting, let's just end it here. Although I'm very sorry that your bird is gone... *chuckle*! Ha ha." Yang Jian, who had been serious a moment ago, couldn't help but laugh.

Ouyang Tian's face turned even darker: "Try laughing again?"

Yang Jian said, "Sorry, sorry, I'm not laughing at you, I just remembered something very happy."

Ouyang Tian didn't believe this flimsy excuse at all.

"But for what happened just now, I not only apologized to you but also gave you a chance to shoot me."

Yang Jian's smile faded, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You could have shot me in the head, but you didn't... You can't blame me for that, and in that situation, the ghost was lurking nearby. Hearing footsteps and immediately shooting was a reasonable reaction, not a deliberate act against you."

"It's just that your vigilance was poor, or you were unwilling to use the power of your ghost, which is why you got shot."

"Otherwise, how could a newcomer like me possibly hit you?"

Zhang Han, standing nearby, said, "What Yang Jian said is true. The situation at the time was indeed very dangerous. I was also chasing the ghost, but when I reached the corner of the alley, the ghost's footsteps disappeared. We almost fought each other, and then your footsteps suddenly appeared nearby."

"In such a situation, anyone would act first, without giving the ghost a chance to start killing."

"Zhang Han, Ouyang Tian, Yang Jian, you three were all chasing the ghost's trail, but you ended up colliding at a fork in the road and almost fought each other. Could it be that the ghost deliberately wanted to cause internal strife among us?"

At this moment, Ye Jun, who had been standing nearby, spoke with a serious face.

Although he also hated Yang Jian, he knew that they couldn't act rashly at this time.

One wrong move, and the ghost would take advantage, leading to death.

"There's a possibility." Zhang Han nodded.

Yang Jian, however, said calmly, "There's no such possibility. I think the ghost's true purpose isn't to kill people, at least not to kill us. Its true goal is to release the ghosts inside our bodies. As ghost masters, we are one with the ghosts. To release the ghosts inside us, there's only one way."

"Kill us."

"This should be the ghost's goal in Huanggang Village."

"Do you have any evidence for this?" Ye Jun asked.

Yang Jian said, "No, it's just my speculation."

Of course, he did have evidence, from the few hours he lay paralyzed on the bed. The ghost didn't kill him first but went to open the golden box where he kept the headless ghost.

So the evidence was very strong.

"This isn't a game for children. Don't say things without evidence; it could cost lives." Ouyang Tian said with a dark face.

Actually, the gunshot from Yang Jian didn't cause much physical harm to him, but it was a severe blow to his dignity.

"If you have better theories, you can share them. But before that, I want to ask... How many ghost masters from your Little Strong Club are here?" Yang Jian asked.

"In total, six people, five ghost masters. Why do you ask?" Zhang Han replied.

Yang Jian said, "Nothing much. I just want to know where the other two ghost masters are. There were gunshots in the village. Didn't they hear them? Or did they hear but couldn't come over?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Han, Ye Jun, and Ouyang Tian's faces changed.

"Bad, He Sheng and Zhang Yiming, those two." Zhang Han suddenly stood up.

"Let's go, let's check it out."

Without hesitation, the group immediately left and headed to where He Sheng and Zhang Yiming were staying.

Earlier, to investigate the supernatural events in Huanggang Village, they had decided to split into pairs to speed up the process and shorten the time.

But they didn't expect the ghost to be so fierce.

On the first night, the ghost appeared.

"Here it is."

They quickly arrived at a civilian house, which had been temporarily rented.

But at that moment, the lights inside were on, and the sound of a woman's desperate cries could be heard.

"Why is there a woman? I didn't see any female ghost masters in the club before." Yang Jian slowly approached, frowning.

"She's He Sheng's mistress, whom he keeps." Zhang Han said, "This is just one of them. He keeps many women outside. This woman is the one he values the most, and he even spent five million to get her husband to divorce her. He thought this supernatural event wouldn't be a problem, so he brought her along."

"Really treating it like a vacation, bringing a woman along." Yang Jian shook his head.

However, He Sheng, the ghost master, was truly ruthless.

Ordinary people caught up in such events only have one outcome: death.

The woman was just his accessory, and he didn't care about her life or death.

When they went upstairs, they saw a body lying in the living room on the second floor.

To be precise, it was the outline of a body.

The body was tightly wrapped in gold foil, like a cocoon. A man in his early thirties was smoking with a serious expression, looking very solemn.

"Zhang Yiming, where's He Sheng?" Ye Jun asked as he approached.

Zhang Yiming said in a low voice, "Dead. The body on the ground is his."

What?

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed instantly.

Dead?

A ghost master died like this?

How could this be? Even a toad would struggle before dying.

Surely He Sheng wasn't even as good as a toad.

On the first day in Huanggang Village, he died?

Without even a chance to struggle.

"How did he die?" Ye Jun pressed.

Zhang Yiming took a deep drag on his cigarette, "I don't know. When I arrived, he was already dead. To be safe, I wrapped his body in gold foil, fearing that the ghost inside him might escape... But that's just my optimistic view. I think the ghost inside him is already gone."

"These are photos of him before he died. I took them to avoid any misunderstandings."

He then handed over a phone.

The phone showed several photos of He Sheng after his death.

In the photos, He Sheng lay on the ground, his body stiff, his mouth wide open, his lips almost split. His chest had been torn apart, and his internal organs were scattered on the ground, covered in blood, a terrifying sight.

"Before the incident, He Sheng was playing with the woman upstairs, and I was on watch. Later, I heard footsteps nearby and went out to investigate. But I soon realized that the footsteps were a deliberate distraction. Soon after, I heard a woman's screams from inside the house."

Zhang Yiming pointed to a woman in the corner, trembling, disheveled, and disheveled.

From her appearance, she was undoubtedly a beauty, but now her face was full of fear, and she seemed to have already broken down, not knowing what terrifying thing she had seen.

"Can you get any information from her?" Zhang Han asked as he approached.

"Don't waste your time. This woman is probably scared out of her mind. You won't get anything from her." Zhang Yiming smoked, his face filled with worry.

"The ghost in Huanggang Village isn't targeting people, but ghost masters... No, to be precise, it's targeting the ghosts inside us. I feel that this mission is extremely special, not a simple supernatural event. I suggest... we abandon the mission."

"Leave Huanggang Village."