"The ghosts are starting to get out of control."
On that old spirit tablet, the eerie photo that now displayed Guo Fan’s appearance had changed at so point, showing an expression of shock, unease, and the kind of fear and fright only a living person could possess.
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Guo Fan, a ghost controller, began to realize that the ghost he was driving was rapidly losing control.
In the past, Guo Fan could control the ghost’s actions at any ti, even replacing part of the ghost’s body with his own whenever he wished.
But now, he felt as if he were trapped within the photo, completely severed from any contact with the ghost.
It was as if the ghost had completely taken over, no longer in need of him, the living, as a vessel for revival.
A powerful ghost’s revival?
A terrifying problem that could not be ignored seed to have arisen at this crucial mont.
"No, that’s impossible, according to my estimations the powerful ghost’s revival shouldn’t be happening this fast, there should absolutely be no problem using the ghost’s power at least one more ti..." The appearance of Guo Fan in the photo changed again; his facial scars increased continuously, and his skin color turned more and more towards that of a rotting corpse.
It was as if he was the real ghost, while the thing holding the spirit tablet was human.
The identities and positions of human and ghost had been switched at this mont.
"Guo Fan, can you hear ? What on earth is going on with you? If you can still move, then give a response," Zong Shan said, imdiately sensing that sothing was amiss.
But the Guo Fan ahead just continued walking forward, ignoring them completely.
This silence and lack of response caused Zong Shan’s scalp to tingle.
Because if Guo Fan were to die at this ti, the person before them would no longer be a teammate, but a real ghost.
"He’s probably undergone a powerful ghost’s revival."
Chen Yi’s face twisted into a grimace: "Damned bastard, why does trouble co now rather than sooner or later? Always stirring up problems for . Luck is truly against when it cos to teammates like this. Since that’s the case, let’s proceed to the next step."
After speaking, he took out a candlestick from his body.
Atop the golden candlestick was a pale white candle, appearing to be made from so kind of fat, carrying with it an eerie aura.
The operation was of great importance, so all the necessary resources were supplied.
"Wait, Guo Fan is not dead yet. I’ll try to contact him once more, just pressing down the ghost inside his body could make him recover, if we ignore him now, he’s definitely dead this ti," Zong Shan said with a change in his expression and imdiately spoke.
"It’s too late, the ghost is right there, even if you pull him back from the brink of revival, he won’t be able to help us now, and your approach could bring about unexpected changes," Chen Yi rejected his suggestion: "We can’t afford the consequences of losing control."
"One ghost as a guide, two ghosts as a guide, since Guo Fan can no longer stand it, then lead both him and the ghost away."
Zong Shan’s face showed hesitation, but he still asked, "What are you planning to do? If you’re the one to draw these ghosts, the mont the Ghost Candle is lit you could be killed. Without Guo Fan’s ghost, an ordinary ghost controller can’t hold up."
The most crucial part of the operation was Guo Fan.
Only he dared to light the Ghost Candle, unafraid of ghostly assaults. For others, holding the Ghost Candle was akin to courting death.
Chen Yi’s gaze shifted, and a rather insane idea imdiately appeared in his mind: "If I can control the distance properly, there should be no issue..."
Without waiting for Zong Shan to ask any further, Chen Yi imdiately rushed out.
He was like Yang Jian when it ca to dealing with paranormal events; once he thought of a strategy, he would execute it without hesitation. Fear and fright would be temporarily put aside, and the result would depend entirely on the operation.
Chen Yi acted quickly.
After a short dash forward, he had already caught up with Guo Fan ahead.
But now, Guo Fan had lost connection and was no longer a ghost controller, and was very likely just a ghost.
However, Chen Yi approached this ghost.
This risky move was also like a gamble because even if sothing had gone wrong with Guo Fan, it had just happened recently; the ghost probably hadn’t fully revived yet, so taking action at this mont seed dangerous, but was actually the safest.
If delayed, the level of danger would only skyrocket.
As expected.
The guess was correct.
As Chen Yi approached Guo Fan from behind, he felt an extraordinarily cold chill envelop him, with a thick stench of decaying flesh mixed in the air. Besides that, he couldn’t sense the slightest bit of a living person’s presence.
"No reaction?"
With a halt in his step, he stared intently at the back of Guo Fan’s head, his body tensed to the max, ready to counter at a mont’s notice if this "person" made any move.
Otherwise, he could be killed by the ghost in an instant.
After all, there were nurous instances where ghost controllers were killed by a ghost without having a chance to use their abilities.
"Since there’s no reaction, then Guo Fan... I’m sorry," Chen Yi silently said to himself, and imdiately picked up the candlestick in his hand.
At one end of the candlestick was a candle, and at the other end a long golden needle.
This design was ant to facilitate planting the candlestick into the ground to prevent it from being knocked over by the wind or similar accidents.
But Chen Yi didn’t hesitate as he directly stabbed the candlestick into "Guo Fan’s" shoulder.
The needle pierced into the flesh, and a sickening odor emanated forth.
The blood that ca out was dark and coagulated.
Yet the ghost holding the spirit tablet still showed no reaction.
The first contact was safe.
At this mont, Chen Yi breathed a slight sigh of relief; it seed that Guo Fan’s ghost had so unique killing patterns. Getting this close and even stabbing the ghost with no repercussions was very rare in paranormal events.
Of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that Guo Fan still had so control over the ghost.
After the candlestick was deeply driven into "Guo Fan’s" shoulder, Chen Yi quickly lit the Ghost Candle and retreated.
Zong Shan imdiately understood Chen Yi’s thinking.
Since Guo Fan couldn’t light the Ghost Candle to control the ghost, they would light it for him.
But now...
What was Chen Yi going to do next?
After all, Guo Fan might have beco uncontrollable by now.
However, at this mont, the next move was no longer the concern, because the Ghost Candle had been lit.
The eerie candle fla rose, and this fla was black.
The already dim surroundings beca even darker because of the candlelight, dark shadows flickering everywhere, as if countless terrifying things were hidden within the shadows cast by the firelight, invoking a chilling fear. Under the light of the candle, the figure of "Guo Fan" with a candle on his shoulder was reduced to a sinister silhouette.
"Will it be useful?"
Chen Yi, who had retreated, stared intently at the five vaguely visible dreadful figures in the darkness.
Could the Ghost Candle attract all five ghosts in one go?
After all, this was an S-level paranormal event, and the product manufactured in the lab might not achieve the desired effect.
But it seed that luck was returning.
Chen Yi and Zong Shan saw the dim and deep candlelight ford by the Ghost Candle, the shadows cast on the road as if they ford a path to the netherworld.
The five faintly visible dreadful figures slowly stepped onto the sinister path paved by shadows, and these figures began to approach the position of "Guo Fan" along this road.
"Success, the five ghosts have been lured over," Chen Yi said with so excitent at that mont.
Thus, the plan had been half successful, and the most dangerous contact had been avoided.
With Guo Fan, who had already beco a ghost, taking point, the two of them could be safe and sound.
"Even if we use Guo Fan’s ghost to carry out the plan successfully, without Guo Fan’s control, those five ghosts won’t follow the expected route," Zong Shan said in a low voice, also clenching his fists tightly, extrely nervous.
Now was not the ti to be concerned about the resurgence of Guo Fan’s ghost, but how to resolutely carry out the plan and achieve success.
"It’s easier to deal with him now that he has beco a ghost. Just use another Ghost Candle to lead Guo Fan’s ghost onward," Chen Yi said through clenched teeth. "We’ll lead Guo Fan, and Guo Fan will lead the five ghosts behind him. As long as nothing unexpected happens, this plan should succeed."
After speaking, he turned to Zong Shan and handed him a white Ghost Candle.
"It’s your job to ensure the first Ghost Candle lasts," Zong Shan said with a wry smile as he took the candle. "It looks like all three of us will have to risk our lives this ti. Hopefully, nothing goes wrong; otherwise, we won’t be able to withstand an attack from so many ghosts."
Guo Fan’s ghost holding a Ghost Candle was safe, but it was different for Zong Shan.
Yet he had no complaints. The danger he faced as the guide was significant, but the risk Chen Yi faced in ensuring the candle fla on the ghost’s body didn’t go out was great, too.
Because the Ghost Candle could burn out.
"No more wasting words, there’s no ti left. Those ghosts are about to approach Guo Fan, and we have to keep them at a distance. Otherwise, I might die the next ti I switch the Ghost Candle," Chen Yi said anxiously.
"Then let’s move," Zong Shan hesitated no longer, gritting his teeth and imdiately walking over with the Ghost Candle.
The next mont.
On the dim path, another Ghost Candle was lit.
Zong Shan held the ghastly white candle above his head to ensure the light from the Ghost Candle was unobstructed and could attract Guo Fan.
Despite being ntally prepared, sweat still covered his forehead, fear overtaking him, as he felt as if his body temperature had been drained.
After all, he was to guide a group of ghosts.
The Guide never found it surprising if he were to be killed by a ghost at any ti.
"The first ti lighting the Ghost Candle is the most dangerous. If the ghost behind Guo Fan overtakes him and cos to my side, then I’m done for," Zong Shan thought to himself, unable to resist looking back to check the situation.
Chen Yi imdiately stopped him, "Don’t look back, do you want to die? The five ghosts, along with Guo Fan, are all behind you watching you. What if you turn around and the ghost sees you, triggering the ghost’s killing rule? The current situation is good. At least you can be sure they haven’t attacked you."
"Maintain this state and minimize any other actions."
At this very mont.
On the road not far from him.
The ghost holding the spirit tablet had already turned around, its pale numb face facing Zong Shan, and in those hollow, expressionless eyes was an indescribable eeriness.
This eerie gaze seed to be fixed on the fla of the Ghost Candle above Zong Shan’s head.
And behind this ghost, the others who had erged from the ghost paintings—Li Jun, Su Fan, Leuk San... and others—were all attracted to the candlelight on the candlestick on its shoulder.
The Guide Zong Shan, the middle ghost Guo Fan, and the last five ghosts.
At this mont, the candlelight seed to create a delicate balance among the three.
"Damn it," Zong Shan didn’t turn his head back, but he already felt his scalp exploding and a chill over his entire body.
Just thinking about it sent shivers down his spine.
Five ghosts, no, six ghosts were staring at him from behind at this mont, and this was just the beginning.
From now on, this group of ghosts would follow him all the way until the end of this task.
Looking at the long road ahead, Zong Shan felt sowhat desperate, thinking, "Can I really make it out alive?"
"Zong Shan, it’s ti to hit the road," Chen Yi whispered over the phone.
"Can’t you say sothing auspicious for once?" Zong Shan’s mouth twitched harshly.
Under the fear and imnse psychological pressure, he felt his walking beca unsteady. For the first ti in his life, he realized that moving his legs forward was not at all easy.
But he still maintained his composure and walked forward.
Once he moved, the "Guo Fan" behind him moved as well, following him.
And when "Guo Fan" moved, the last five ghosts also moved.
"What a crazy action plan. Thank goodness these ghosts don’t have a Ghost Domain, or we’d all be dead," Yang Jian erged from under the gloomy streetlight in a place no one was paying attention to.
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His restless ghostly eyes swiveled, watching Zong Shan, Chen Yi, and Guo Fan leave.
"But the plan ultimately succeeded. Chen Yi doesn’t seem to be in a good mood, but he’s talented. No wonder he’s one of the heads of J City. His adaptability is indeed comndable. Since he can handle it well, I’ll save myself the trouble of cleaning up after them. Even if the operation fails afterward, as long as the ghosts don’t show up in the city, that’s fine," Yang Jian thought indifferently.
If ghosts don’t appear in the city, they won’t cause a major event.
In the wilderness, a lockdown would suffice, just like the previous response to the Ghost Envoy.
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