Yang Jian didn't need to sleep, nor did he ever feel tired or sleepy, but after the Evil Hound, transford by the Ghost Dream, lodged within him, he gradually started to enjoy sleeping again.
Rather than enjoying sleep, it was more accurate to say he enjoyed dreaming.
Everything in the dream was incredibly real, and in the dream, Yang Jian did not lose his emotions due to the influence of vengeful spirits. He was a normal person in dreams, capable of fear, joy, excitent... He needed to find himself in dreams, to get a sense of being human, so that he wouldn't be completely turned into an emotionless monster by supernatural influences.
However, Yang Jian was lonely in his dreams.
Because this was his realm of dreams, the world could be vast, but there wasn't a single living person, only him and a robust, inexplicably strong, black Evil Hound.
Inside the Ghost Dream World.
At that mont, Yang Jian was standing on a peculiar path, gazing into the distance where an old European castle sat at the end of the road.
This building appeared completely out of place in the dream world, extrely abrupt.
Because that place was no longer a part of the Ghost Dream World but a dream constructed by a vengeful spirit codenad Nightmare.
The two supernatural dreams had long since collided, connected by a small road that allowed entry into each other's dreams.
But it depended on who was stronger, the one governing the dreams.
The weaker one would beco a re puzzle piece, completely devoured.
"Has the Evil Hound in the dream not caught the ghost-wielder inside that castle yet?" Yang Jian walked towards the castle.
In no ti, he arrived at the iron gate of the castle.
The yard of the castle was full of traces of the Evil Hound's wandering. Clearly, the place had long been occupied by the Evil Hound, only needing an opportunity, so ti, for it to be fully incorporated into the Ghost Dream World.
At that ti, the Evil Hound would beco even more terrifying.
Yang Jian did not go inside to explore; in the dream, he was just an ordinary person, and crossing into the Nightmare World held so danger.
All he needed to do was quietly wait for the result to erge, no need to rush.
Thus.
Yang Jian walked the dog and turned away.
He spent a night in the dream and woke up early the next morning.
Rather than saying he woke up, it was more accurate to say he detached from the Ghost Dream World and returned to reality.
"The ti is about right, I'd better get ready to set out." Yang Jian glanced at the ti.
It was now eight in the morning.
He woke up precisely, without imrsing himself in the dream world.
After preparing for a while.
Yang Jian walked out of the room and headed towards the swimming pool on the fourth floor.
The pool had been tainted by the supernatural, connecting to the Ghost Lake. Through it, he could go to any place where traces had been left, without wasting effort using the Ghost Domain to travel.
"Good morning, President Yang."
While going downstairs, Yang Jian encountered Zhang Liqin, who was coming up the stairs. Her eyes lit up, and she greeted him with a smile.
"Are you looking for ?" Yang Jian asked, looking at her.
Zhang Liqin was sowhat caught, quickly responding; "No, I just heard so noise and wanted to call you down for breakfast. Jiang Yan got up early to make breakfast today."
Yang Jian said while going downstairs, "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat for now. Also, I have to go to headquarters today, I might be busy."
"Going on a business trip again?" Zhang Liqin asked sowhat worriedly.
"Not really a business trip, just going for a eting." Yang Jian replied.
Zhang Liqin said, "The team leader's eting must be for sothing important, be careful, and co back safely."
She helped to take notes and knew a lot about what happened to Yang Jian, but she never ntioned a word when outside, pretending to know nothing, afraid of provoking danger and dying inexplicably.
Yang Jian had now arrived at the swimming pool on the fourth floor; he walked into the pool, but his body did not sink; instead, he walked on the water's surface.
"I will be fine, and just to remind you all, don't let anyone co near here temporarily, especially this pool; it's very dangerous, involving the supernatural. But my reminder might be unnecessary; you've taken notes and should know about the Ghost Lake incident..."
As Yang Jian spoke, his body was slowly descending.
The pool wasn't deep, but at this mont, it seed like an abyss capable of swallowing everything.
"I understand, I'll lock up here later and not let anyone in." Zhang Liqin didn't dare approach the pool; she was well aware of its danger.
Once soone fell in, an ordinary person would imdiately be subrged, never able to climb out again.
And occasionally, terrifying floating corpses would appear in the pool, extrely creepy.
Soon.
Zhang Liqin watched as Yang Jian sank into the pool and completely disappeared from sight.
She was filled with trepidation and dared not linger by the cold pool, imdiately leaving the fourth floor and locking the room with the pool.
"Damn it, I worked hard to make breakfast, and he didn't even eat it, nor did he say goodbye before leaving; is he really that busy?"
When Zhang Liqin went downstairs and t Jiang Yan, she was very annoyed while holding a frying spatula.
"He went to a eting; it's sothing very important. Don't be mad, President Yang is really busy, getting caught up in supernatural events every day; most tis, I do worry about him," Zhang Liqin said with a sigh.
Jiang Yan puffed out her cheeks, "But I've been through life and death with him a few tis. He used such a thick steel rod last ti to deal with a ghost and directly stabbed it into my stomach. I almost got killed by him."
"But I don't bla him at all, because I love him."
"You're not being reserved at all." Zhang Liqin said with a laugh.
Jiang Yan pouted, "Then why are you sneaking into Yang Jian's room late at night if you're so reserved?"
Zhang Liqin's face turned slightly red, feeling a bit embarrassed.
While the two were chatting, Yang Jian had already arrived in the city where the headquarters was located.
According to Yang Jian's calculations, at this ti, many team leaders should have just started the journey and not yet arrived at headquarters. If all goes smoothly, the eting will likely be at noon or in the afternoon.
In the anti, he planned to find Wang Xiaoming.
Imdiately.
Yang Jian contacted Cao Yanhua once more, but Cao Yanhua was busy arranging the team leader eting, so he left Shen Liang in charge of this matter.
Shen Liang did not waste any ti and quickly arranged a eting place for him and Wang Xiaoming.
However, the eting place he arranged was quite special.
Not inside the headquarters.
But in a very ordinary neighborhood in the city.
The neighborhood wasn't special; it had ordinary residents living there, with no danger.
When Yang Jian arrived, he saw Wang Xiaoming being guarded by several bodyguards, while he himself sat in a wheelchair, parked under an old tree, seemingly having arranged this eting for a long ti, just waiting for Yang Jian's arrival.
"You're late, Yang Jian."
Wang Xiaoming looked at the old tree and, after a while, turned his head.
"You're just early. It seems you've been here waiting for for quite a while," Yang Jian said as he walked up.
Shen Liang was also nearby, arranging for the surrounding bodyguards to leave at this ti.
Since Yang Jian had arrived, there was no way the security here would be an issue, and it was also unsuitable for anyone to be present during their conversation.
Wang Xiaoming said, "I ntioned before that when this team leader eting was convened, I would talk to you alone. You're very efficient, and they'll probably arrive at headquarters today, with the eting likely to be held at two in the afternoon, so our eting was also moved up."
"What exactly did you find out when you got the human skin paper last ti? What's the secret of the human skin paper?"
Yang Jian didn't waste ti and asked directly.
"I hope you can be honest at this ti and stop being vague because you know my patience is never very abundant."
Wang Xiaoming slowly said, "Before I answer this question, I want to ask you one first. Why are you so persistent in wanting to understand the secrets of a supernatural object? Do you want to know how it appeared, who made it? What can you gain after knowing these? Just like when you use the Ghost Candle, you know its function, so why are you interested in its origin?"
"What each person wants to know varies. This is part of our cooperative transaction, so you don't need to be concerned," Yang Jian replied.
Wang Xiaoming smiled faintly, "That response indeed aligns with your character. The human skin paper is indeed very peculiar as a supernatural object. When I got it last ti, it told many things, predicting the distant future. So are true, but so haven't beco real yet. To so extent, this supernatural object seems to have the ability to foresee the future."
"However, my speculation about it goes beyond that. Although the human skin paper is a supernatural object, in reality, it might not be a ghost but a person."
A person?
Yang Jian's expression changed slightly.
Could the human skin paper be a person?
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