Chapter 90

Realizing that Ouyang Tian might already be in trouble, everyone immediately left the corridor and returned to the hall.

The red-lacquered coffin was still intact, placed there as it was.

However, the candlelight in front of the coffin had gone out. Although the lights overhead were still on, the light in the village seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dust, slightly yellow and not very bright, giving a sense of oppression.

But in front of the coffin, a body was sitting against the wall in an impossible position, twisted like a pretzel.

Blood flowed from the body, staining the surrounding area red.

Although it was no longer in human form, it could still be identified by the clothes and some features.

This was... Ouyang Tian.

"Is he... dead?" Zhang Yiming's voice trembled.

They were in the same room, less than ten meters apart.

A respected ghost master had died so easily right before their eyes, without even a chance to struggle, leaving only a body that was no longer human.

"The ghost in his body is also gone."

Ye Jun, who was closer to Ouyang Tian, spoke after a moment of silence.

"It's clear. If the ghost in his body was still there, he wouldn't have died so easily."

Zhang Yiming said, "The gap is too big. This ghost's level of terror can be defined as at least A. The ghost master was killed so easily, just like slaughtering a chicken."

"No, it's even easier than slaughtering a chicken. At least a chicken can squawk a couple of times, but this..."

His face showed a mix of fear and a bitter smile.

But everyone could feel Zhang Yiming's sense of oppression and helplessness.

Of course, the others felt the same way.

After all, a ghost master of their own kind had died silently right before their eyes, and no one could bear the pressure of such a death.

"Will we die if we're alone?" Yang Jian furrowed his brows deeply.

"In that case, we won't be able to know this ghost's method of killing or its patterns... It seems like a case of killing to cover up, but something's not right. This ghost killing lone ghost masters is understandable, but why deliberately lure us out?"

"The footsteps seemed to be intentionally gathering us. When I was sleeping, the ghost didn't attack me but lured me out, and then I ran into Zhang Han and Ouyang Tian."

"It was the same upstairs. The footsteps appeared, and I and Zhang Han ran into Zhang Yiming and the others."

Yang Jian was thinking, analyzing the situation with the limited clues he had.

"So, this ghost is both trying to gather us and attack lone ghost masters?"

"No, that doesn't make sense. Ghosts' actions are usually singular and highly purposeful. It's impossible for them to have two opposing behaviors, unless... there are two ghosts in this village."

"One ghost is gathering us, and one ghost is dispersing us?"

In that case, the coughing sick ghost and the ghost that killed He Sheng and Ouyang Tian are definitely not the same.

Yang Jian couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

How terrifying!

"Yang Jian, what are you thinking? Don't think too much, we should leave." Zhang Han reminded him.

Yang Jian snapped back to reality and suddenly saw that Ouyang Tian's body had been wrapped and placed to the side.

They were about to leave.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Yiming turned back and said, "In this terrible situation, staying here is a death sentence. I decided to stay before because we had an advantage in numbers, but now... two ghost masters are already dead, and in such a strange and suspicious way. Staying here is not a wise decision. We should abandon this mission."

"I'll go back and find that company to settle accounts. They must know something."

He handed a car key to Yang Jian.

"This is Ouyang Tian's car key. I saw you didn't drive into the village, so this car is temporarily yours. Consider it a mutual help. If you want to leave, you're welcome to join us."

Yang Jian took the car key and frowned as he looked at them.

Cowardice and fear won't accomplish anything.

It seems they prefer to wait for death in the club.

He had no intention of leaving. He decided to stay.

"Aren't you planning to leave?"

Zhang Han saw that Yang Jian wasn't moving and said, "Don't hesitate. Leave here with us. You'll die if you stay."

Yang Jian said, "We, the lowest-level ghost masters, have no support from corporations or the state, no social status, and no power. We have very limited access to information. The method to control powerful ghosts might have already spread at a higher level, but we are still in the dark. The Huanggang Village incident is an opportunity."

"Seize this opportunity, and we can turn things around. If we can control a second ghost and extend the time for a powerful ghost to recover, all the deadlocks will be broken. You should leave."

The others looked at Yang Jian deeply.

They knew this kid was determined to fight to the death.

However, they didn't mock him; instead, they admired him.

Because they were waiting for death back home, while Yang Jian was fighting for survival in a desperate situation.

The ones who should be mocked were themselves.

"Then... be careful." Zhang Yiming didn't say much. He and Ye Jun turned and left.

Zhang Han hesitated.

He wanted to leave, but after hearing Yang Jian's words, he also wanted to stay and fight.

In the end, fear overcame courage. He gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Two people were already dead. He couldn't afford to take the risk.

"Testing them is a good idea. If this ghost really has a ghost domain, these people won't be able to leave the village. If they can... then I can leave at any time."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly. He had his own calculations.

They were afraid of death, and so was Yang Jian.

But he had a huge advantage: once he used the ghost domain, even the knocking ghost couldn't stop him.

It was this escape skill that gave him the courage to take the risk.

"They've left, so now the lone person... is me."

Yang Jian immediately withdrew his gaze and began to consider the current situation.

"If the situation is the same as before, the next powerful ghost should target me. However, since Ouyang Tian just died, the ghost will need some time before it can kill again. After all, even hanging needs a breath. Since that's the case, I'll take this opportunity to look at this thing."

He then looked at the red-lacquered coffin in the middle of the hall.

He had already started to piece together some clues.

Giving up now was too much to bear.

He took a deep breath, walked up to the red-lacquered coffin under the dim light.

The coffin looked newly made, with a strong smell of paint, somewhat pungent.

But was there really a human body inside?

The next moment.

Yang Jian placed his hand on the coffin lid.

He was ready to open the coffin.