Yang Jian hadn't had ti to ponder why the human skin paper appeared here when the Ghost Child already ran over, snatched the human skin paper from the ground and stuffed it into its mouth, looking as though it was about to swallow it, which scared him into hastily instructing the Ghost Child to spit it out.
Setting aside whether the human skin paper can be eaten or not, swallowing it may have so undesirable effects on the Ghost Child.
At the very least, he would choose to keep the human skin paper before making a decision.
Even if the plan presented on the human skin paper is terrifying, at least so of the key information it contains is indeed useful and of great value.
He wasn't sure if it would be needed, but at least he couldn't feed it to the Ghost Child just yet.
The Ghost Child now had its cheeks puffed out, tilting its head slightly as it looked at Yang Jian, with the human skin paper still in its mouth, presumably not swallowed. Then, it slowly spat it out.
The human skin paper was crumpled into a ball, saliva-stained, and bore two rows of bite marks, no teeth, but impressions of gum lines left behind.
Yang Jian walked over with a grim expression.
As the instigator, Ghost Child seed oblivious; it still tilted its head, watching Yang Jian, seemingly waiting for the next command.
Yang Jian ignored the Ghost Child.
He just looked at the human skin paper on the ground that had been spat out and roughly understood what was happening.
That residual dark green handprint on the human skin paper.
It ant that the human skin paper had been touched by the Ghost Child.
Based on the Second Stage Ghost Infant's murder pattern, it would kill anyone who saw and touched it. So the Ghost Child's loss of control earlier was because its Hungry Ghost nature was triggered, although this trigger wasn't mandatory. It only happened within a certain range and without its own command to restrain it, leading to the unconscious act.
"That was dangerous; the human skin paper was almost eaten," thought Yang Jian to himself.
He looked at the puddles scattered around and now understood what those represented; they were likely the remains of a ghost that the human skin paper had consud back in Huanggang Village, the sa ghost that had once been in the hands of Ye Jun from the Xiaoqiang Entertainnt Club.
A terrifying kind of corpse water.
Live humans who ca into contact with it would rot away in days, but before the resurrection of a fierce ghost, the controller of the corpse water could withstand all kinds of attacks without dying.
"Human skin paper, Ye Jun's corpse water… These things actually showed up inside this building, and it was while I was disconnected from consciousness," Yang Jian thought over carefully, a chill creeping into his heart.
Because this indicated one thing.
The human skin paper seed to have the ability to move around.
However, this ability depended on other ghosts, and this strange corpse water was the ghost the human skin paper relied on.
"Assuming the human skin paper can control the ghosts it previously absorbed, then it must have erged from where it was buried without my knowledge, invaded this building. It was just unfortunate that it encountered the Ghost Child and was attacked by it, causing the corpse water to be consud by the Ghost Child, and it was left behind once again."
Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, feeling a bit frightened at that mont.
After all, he had held the human skin paper in his hands more than once, and at the beginning, he had even stuffed it into his pocket, nearly keeping it beside his bed to sleep with.
But if the human skin paper could move with the help of a ghost, then ever since it left Huanggang Village, it possessed this ability—it just so happened that it chose to act now.
Yang Jian fell silent for a mont, a chill spreading throughout his body from the soles of his feet.
It was a sensation he rarely experienced, but today it was especially intense.
"Wei Jing's eerie resurrection, Guo Fan being a trap of the Spirit Altar Ghost, followed by my invasion by the Spirit Altar Ghost, to Wei Jing's loss of control... all these incidents may seem accidental, yet if they are linked together, it forms a huge sche with the presence of the human skin paper behind every incident."
"This first active move by the human skin paper is definitely not coincidental, it must have known what was happening in the laboratory, that Wei Jing and I would lose control, which is why it appeared in this building. It was just that it t the Ghost Child while preparing to do sothing."
"The Ghost Child was not part of its plan, an unexpected ghost that joined in, or perhaps the Ghost Child is neither a ghost nor a human—such a peculiar existence that the skin paper couldn't foresee, so it was nearly eaten by the Ghost Child."
Yang Jian had these thoughts.
"Wang Xiaoming once said, during the experint, when abnormalities occurred, the spirit position where my consciousness resided started oozing blood, and my portrait was covered with fresh blood. This phenonon reminds of the Ghost Cabinet from before; it also bled... Is it the trade rule taking effect? That blood was resisting the unknown paranormal invasion on the spirit position."
"It's unknown whether the human skin paper was aware of this, but given the situation at that ti, it made no difference whether it knew or not. My consciousness might still be alive, but without the ability to act, I could only watch everything unfold."
Yang Jian thought about many things, slowly unraveling each aspect of the incident, and a rather terrifying truth gradually surfaced.
The key point lay with the Ghost Child.
If it weren't for the fact that he had left the Ghost Child in the building, issuing an order to seal the building, Yang Jian felt that the human skin paper would have already succeeded.
As for its purpose, Yang Jian did not yet know, only that sothing extrely dreadful was bound to happen, and the chances of him coming back to life were exceedingly slim.
"This thing is more dangerous than I imagined. It's hiding, lying in wait, very dreadful. Its plan isn't just traps; all the plans seem to have so loopholes. Even if you succeed for a ti, these loopholes will sooner or later manifest their intended effect."
"And by then it will be too late."
Yang Jian once again looked at the skin-paper sche on the ground, feeling an urge to completely split it with the Firewood Knife.
But it seed wasteful to use the Firewood Knife for this purpose again, although the sche on the skin-paper was dangerous, it certainly did have its effects. Besides, one would only choose the skin-paper's plan when there's no other way out.
If he didn't choose the skin-paper's plan this ti, Yang Jian was sure to die from the Eight-Tone Music Box's curse.
It was a choice between taking a huge risk with the sche or choosing a sure path to death.
Anyone would know how to choose in this situation.
At this mont, Yang Jian thought of the last sentence on the skin-paper before resolving the curse, "Trust Wang Xiaoming."
Pondering over this sentence in light of current events, that's what was truly terrifying.
Because it was correct, Yang Jian indeed should trust Wang Xiaoming this ti. If he had taken asures to guard against Wang Xiaoming before, those asures would directly lead to his own downfall with no chance of turning things around.
It was a psychological gambit, another trap beyond the other sches.
This trap wasn't aid at anyone else, it targeted Yang Jian alone.
"It's still the sa old saying, as long as I still face dangers in the future, I will gamble with the plan on the skin-paper. Although I've won every ti up till now, just one loss, and I'm done for," he murmured. .
Yang Jian pondered for a long while.
He was internally conflicted, should he completely destroy this thing, or should he keep it despite the great risks?
After a good while, he sighed.
In the end, he decided to keep the skin-paper.
Although he knew it was wrong, the hope of survival overca his fear of ghosts.
Even though Yang Jian had to gamble every ti with the skin-paper to possibly survive, at least there was a chance to gamble. If he truly destroyed the skin-paper, then he wouldn't even have the chance to gamble again, and he might possibly die even faster considering he had watched many a spirit manipulator die before his eyes.
How could one survive in this cruel world without taking extre asures?
Yang Jian packed up the skin-paper again, casting a glance at the Ghost Child.
This Second Stage Hungry Ghost was so dangerous, yet it was being kept by his side.
Though there was no problem for now, it was possible that the most dangerous thing beside him in the future would be the Ghost Child. Yang Jian felt that if he were to die one day, it would probably not be due to a supernatural event, but rather in the trap of the skin-paper or at the hands of the Ghost Child.
If he ever faced true danger, he would definitely seek help from the skin-paper or the Ghost Child.
Unaware of Yang Jian's peculiar look, the Ghost Child, with no new commands, regained its freedom and continued to wander around, clutching the rotting Dead Man's Head.
"It's ti to leave this place."
Yang Jian once again put away the skin-paper, deciding to find a special pouch or box to stuff it in, then hang it around the Ghost Child's neck. That way, if the skin-paper tried to act again, it would have to play by the Ghost Child's rules, possibly getting eaten by it if anything unusual occurred.
Using ghosts to suppress other ghosts was a viable idea.
Even if there was a loss of control, at most it would be on one side, preventing an issue where both would cause problems simultaneously.
As Yang Jian was just stepping out of the building, he couldn't help but halt.
He had forgotten sothing.
The Ghost Rope in Wei Jing's hands.
"I left it in that room when I was imprisoning Wei Jing, and in my rush to leave, I forgot to take it with ," Yang Jian frowned, preparing to go back for it.
But he hesitated soon after.
It wasn't that he minded the trip, but he suddenly realized that he didn't have enough capacity to suppress it himself.
Ghost Shadow had taken control of Ghost Hand and Ghost Eye, then Ghost Hand, now possessing the abilities of a Ghost Envoy, further suppressed the soon-to-be-resurrected Ghost Eye, creating a good balance among the three. Adding the Ghost Rope would break his own balance.
This was the consequence of using the Firewood Knife those two tis before.
"Forget it, the Ghost Rope isn't that important to , and Wei Jing did try to help when I was out of control, otherwise he wouldn't have been invaded by a ghost. If he's dead and the rope is taken, then so be it, but Wang Xiaoming said he still has a chance to live. If by so chance he does co back to life and finds out I took his item, it would be quite awkward," he reasoned.
Yang Jian did not turn back for the Ghost Rope.
For Wei Jing, who had once offered him so help, he didn't want to do such things.
Besides, there was a Ghost Scissors out there, currently of unknown whereabouts, possibly in the hands of Cao Yang.
That item was far more formidable than the rope, and he should be more concerned about that.
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