Feng Quan's two simple sentences revealed a wealth of information.
He had been deceived into coming here by Tong Qian's satellite-located phone, then suffered a terrible attack, and the attacker was not a ghost from a supernatural event but a strange spirit tar.
Although the attack thods of spirit tars and ghosts are the sa, they can be easily distinguished through various attack details.
"So, you haven't seen Tong Qian yet?" Yang Jian furrowed his brows.
Tong Qian had arrived in J City even earlier than he had, but whether it was the subsequent talented ghost event, team leader eting, or even the fights within his circle of friends, Tong Qian had never shown up. It was as if she had disappeared, although Yang Jian had tried searching. Cao Yanhua had given him an address, but Yang Jian, preoccupied with other matters, hadn't paid attention to this minor detail.
Now it seed that the situation was quite troubling.
"No, I searched the address you gave last ti. It was a residential complex where Tong Qian indeed lived for a while, but then she left. This was a fact I confird by pulling up surveillance footage." Feng Quan said, "Because the team formation was already confird, I decided to track Tong Qian's phone signal to look for her."
"And then, Brother Tui, as you know, I ran into a bit of danger—almost died without even seeing the source of it. I could only be sure that I was attacked by a spirit tar, but I was uncertain if it was just one person attacking or what their attack thod was. So, to be safe, I could only maintain this state."
Feng Quan shook his head with a helpless expression.
He was currently in a state of double-resurrection from Grave Soil and Ghost Fog but had achieved a balance between the two, allowing him to coexist peacefully for a prolonged ti.
In taming two ghosts, Feng Quan clearly had plenty of experience and was now capable of making such dangerous moves with ease.
If a novice had been in Feng Quan's situation just now, even the slightest problem would have resulted in being buried alive.
"An uncertain enemy? It seems they used Tong Qian's phone signal as bait... and they also knew you were looking for Tong Qian." Yang Jian pondered, "In this place, anyone with such great influence is either from headquarters or from the circle of friends."
"But the circle of friends has now been taken over by headquarters, and even if there are so fish that got away, they wouldn't have the nerve to kill a leader from headquarters."
"And headquarters has no reason to do such a thing, either."
Yang Jian was now a bit perplexed. After all, Feng Quan was an old hand at spirit taming, the first leader in Dachang City, an entity controlling two ghosts—who would dare to attack Feng Quan?
At that mont, Huang Ziya reminded him, "Feng Quan, aren't you going to wash up? How can you et people looking like this?"
"Do you really care about these things?" Feng Quan replied, his expression calm, showing no concern.
Huang Ziya said, "Image, image. We, as a team, have to et people. Looking like this, you'd frighten children. If soone doesn't know better, they might think we've dug up a corpse from the mud. Soone might even call the police."
"You seem to have a point. I'll go rinse off." Feng Quan nodded, then headed into the bathroom to clean up.
He had been deeply eroded by a fierce ghost. It had resurrected once before, and if it weren't for Yang Jian helping him achieve a new balance, Feng Quan would have died long ago.
The only reason he was still alive was that the last string had not yet snapped.
He was just one step away.
Therefore, Feng Quan was not in great shape, but that last string wouldn't snap so easily—after all, the balance between the two ghosts was still there.
"Splish splash..." Feng Quan went to bathe.
anwhile, Yang Jian continued to ponder his own experience and the matter of Tong Qian, for he could not figure out who could have made Tong Qian disappear and forced Feng Quan into self-preservation.
"Could it be so potentially dangerous foe?"
That was the only conclusion he could co to.
There were many supernatural events in the world, and no shortage of spirit tars, so understanding that so of them were crazies made sense.
"Captain, now that we've found Feng Quan, should we head back to Dachang City, or continue looking for Tong Qian?" Huang Ziya asked again.
Yang Jian snapped back to reality and lifted his head, "Of course, we must find Tong Qian. She's a very special existence—we can't just leave her unattended. If I don't pursue her whereabouts, Tong Qian might just mysteriously disappear, and we may never find even her corpse. I don't want that to happen."
Of course, there was another reason—Tong Qian was currently using Zhao Lei's body. If sothing happened to Tong Qian, Zhao Lei would be gone too.
"Feng Quan was in danger. This matter is probably not as simple as it seems," Huang Ziya comnted.
Yang Jian responded, "What danger? Compared to the supernatural events happening right now, finding soone is the easiest task. If you're scared, find a place to hide and wait for news. I can handle this."
"Who said I'm scared?"
Huang Ziya imdiately beca serious, "I just think it's better to be safe. After all, Tong Qian's situation involves other spirit tars."
"Humans are much easier to deal with than ghosts," Yang Jian replied.
While they conversed, Feng Quan had already taken a quick shower and ca out of the bathroom, "Brother Tui, have you decided to look for Tong Qian?"
"Can you still locate her information?" Yang Jian asked. .
"I can, but the phone is definitely not with her, and it might be another trap," Feng Quan said.
Yang Jian stood up, "It's okay. If there is a trap, that's actually a good thing. At least we have a clue. Besides, at this crucial juncture, nothing that happens seems like a big deal to ."
"The signal is still in Xiao'an County, I know where it is." Feng Quan checked his phone at this ti and confird the location.
"Let's go there now," Yang Jian said.
Imdiately, the three of them set off.
At this mont, the dense fog on the streets began to dissipate quickly. They hadn't gone far from the building when everything around them returned to normal as if the illogical mist had never appeared.
The Ghost Fog originated from Feng Quan, and now that he was fine, the anomalies here naturally dissipated as well.
The signal from Tong Qian's phone ca from inside Xiao'an County, within an unassuming construction site. The area was overgrown with weeds, and the ground scattered with debris, sand, and gravel, obviously abandoned for so ti.
Feng Quan arrived at the wasteland alone. He looked around and saw neither a person nor anything out of the ordinary.
Although Yang Jian and Huang Ziya had followed him, they stayed out of sight.
It was Feng Quan's own suggestion. Believing he was already attacked, and it was bound to happen again, it made sense to keep Yang Jian and Huang Ziya's presence unknown and unexposed. Concealing them temporarily might yield so unexpected results.
After all, Yang Jian's Ghost Domain could manifest in an instant when used, which wouldn't affect anything.
"The signal is over there."
Feng Quan walked to the center of the wasteland. His dim, cracked eyes slightly moved until his gaze settled on a concrete pillar.
A satellite tracking phone sat upon that pillar, extrely conspicuous and eye-catching, as if deliberately placed there by soone.
"Tong Qian's phone," Feng Quan's expression flickered.
He looked around once more.
There was nothing amiss; everything appeared very normal, which made him suspect if soone deliberately left the phone there to hinder his tracking.
"Finding Tong Qian's phone is crucial. Even if Tong Qian has truly disappeared, the information on the phone could help track where she went recently, what places she visited, and what happened..."
Feng Quan knew better than anyone that this phone was not just for calling and location tracking; it was a powerful recorder as well.
It may look ugly, but it was high-tech.
Feng Quan walked over.
He hesitated, but in the end, he picked up Tong Qian's satellite tracking phone.
However, just as Feng Quan picked it up, his face suddenly changed dramatically.
The sky around him darkened abruptly, the nearby land vanished, grass beca smooth ground, discarded trash turned into towering buildings, and a chill filled the air. Strangely, the sun in the sky was red. Everything had changed drastically.
"I've entered a strange Ghost Domain... Soone tampered with Tong Qian's phone, leaving so sort of dium. Anyone who picks up the phone gets pulled into the Ghost Domain. This technique is clever; it's not sothing an ordinary ghost manipulator could do."
"Co out. Since there's a Ghost Domain, there has to be a source. You've been waiting for to fall into the trap, haven't you?"
Feng Quan imdiately analyzed the situation and then said in a deep voice.
His voice echoed in the vast environnt, which felt quite unreasonable.
"Ghost Fog Feng Quan, truly a seasoned ghost manipulator from headquarters. Your experience is evident, instantly seeing the situation for what it is. I knew you might not have died. But it's too easy to get lost in your Ghost Fog, finding you was a bit troubleso, so I thought it better to wait for you here."
A voice appeared. A figure erged from one of the vacant buildings in the vicinity, looking this way with indifference.
"Your voice sounds a bit familiar..." Feng Quan frowned, it should be an old acquaintance, soone he knew.
"We haven't seen each other for almost a year, and you've forgotten . Makes sense, people like us die quickly, so it's normal to be forgotten." The figure inside the building twisted and swayed, like a vicious ghost wandering.
But the next mont, that twisted figure disappeared.
A person erged from the empty building's ground floor, a man in a trench coat, wearing a peaked cap, who grinned, his face skin seeming to have been torn apart, exposing crimson flesh beneath.
"His body is severely possessed by the ghost, even more so than ."
Feng Quan assessed, "And indeed, the face looks familiar, a bit like an old colleague..."
He tried to rember.
Indeed, there had been a number of ghost manipulators who joined the headquarters before he beca the person in charge, but they weren't closely acquainted. He had briefly t them before taking divergent paths, then beca the person in charge of Dachang City and later got trapped in the Ghost Coffin in Huanggang Village. Upon returning to headquarters, half a year had passed.
There had been no news of those people; he had inquired. So were killed by fierce ghosts, so disappeared, so left the headquarters… The only one he could find was Wei Jing, who had died and resurrected.
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