Wang Shanshan was still so aloof, and beneath the nightti lights, her skin appeared so pale it was almost transparent, bloodless yet not ghastly. Having studied dance since she was young, her every step seed to carry a grace and lightness, making it hard to imagine that such a special girl could exist in this world.
But who could possibly imagine what she had gone through to beco this way.
"I didn't see you at the gathering today," Yang Jian said, walking beside her, suddenly breaking the silence.
"My dad called to go, but I wasn't interested, so I didn't. Plus, I don't like crowded places. I prefer to co out for a stroll at night; I rarely go out during the dayti," Wang Shanshan explained.
Yang Jian replied, "That's not good, you should get out more and not see yourself as an outsider."
"I like it this way, and I think it's quite nice," Wang Shanshan retorted.
Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything more, after all, he couldn't truly understand what state Wang Shanshan was in right now.
Soon.
The two of them arrived in front of a high courtyard wall akin to a temple, with gates securely locked, evidently forbidding entry or exit, and surveillance caras installed all around.
The dilapidated Republic Era Ancient House was hidden inside this enclosure.
After Wang Shanshan unlocked the door, inside the mansion, a heavy coffin was placed right in the center. Illuminated by the light, the surface of the coffin was covered with a hazy halo, which on this dim and quiet night, made the sight of it eerily unsettling.
"I was sleeping upstairs before, and this thing woke up," she pointed at the coffin and said.
"You really have so nerve," Yang Jian couldn't help but admire her courage.
A coffin lying in the middle of the main hall was one thing, but more crucially, inside the Republic Era Ancient House, there was a room he had never opened, its door welded shut with gold.
Yang Jian was curious but certainly not reckless enough to attempt to open it.
"Let take a look at this coffin, you stand back," he said after a mont's thought, striding forward to the side of the coffin.
There was nothing unusual about the coffin itself; Jiang Yan had bought it from outside, and apart from its sturdiness and thickness, it possessed no supernatural powers. So while the coffin might look eerie, in reality, it was harmless.
The real problem was what was inside the coffin.
He had placed the corpse of a vicious ghost inside it.
As Yang Jian's hand rested on the coffin lid, with his strength, he could easily lift the heavy wooden board, but he didn't imdiately do so.
His palm felt vibrations coming from inside the coffin.
No mistake.
There was definitely sothing unusual going on inside.
"It seems quiet now, but earlier, there definitely were so noises, like sothing hitting the inside," Wang Shanshan spoke up from a short distance away.
"Yes, I know," Yang Jian didn't doubt her words.
"I'm about to open the coffin now; it could be dangerous. Have Ghost Child protect you."
He waited a mont, prepared himself, and then with a forceful push from his palm resting on the lid, the heavy cover was instantly shoved aside, then banged onto the floor with a loud crash.
A long-contained stench of decay instantly enveloped them, nauseating enough to make one vomit.
Even though the place had been renovated to include air ducts for ventilation, the stench was not so easily dispersed. As long as the source remained, the foul sll would continue to arise.
Wang Shanshan wrinkled her brow, covered her nose discreetly, and then stepped back again.
Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged; he had grown accustod to the stench of decaying corpses.
He peered directly into the coffin, but his expression suddenly shifted as the scene inside was sowhat beyond his expectations.
The highly decomposed body was no longer distinguishable in form, covered with a layer of dense black hair that spread throughout the bottom of the coffin like mold, even extending to the coffin's wooden sides.
The thick black hair seed as though it had grown from the decaying body itself.
This bizarre transformation was sothing Yang Jian had never seen before, and he couldn't even begin to comprehend it.
"Is the body undergoing a strange transformation?" Yang Jian's red ghost eye attempted to peer into the truth.
Regrettably,
His ghost eye could not discern anything significant, as what it saw was no different from what was visible to the naked eye.
But what was chilling was that the black-haired corpse seed as if it was coming to life, occasionally twitching, or appearing to breathe, with faint movents.
At tis, the body struggled violently, contorting and deforming.
The body could no longer be considered as such; it was nothing more than a mass of rotten flesh covered in black hair.
"How is the situation inside?" Wang Shanshan asked from a distance.
Yang Jian pondered for a mont, "It's very strange. I can't explain this phenonon. This body is indeed a ghost, but it's currently undergoing so kind of inexplicable and bizarre change. Regardless, I should take this thing away first. It can't continue to be left in the residential complex, nor in a place beyond my supervision."
He considered how to deal with this coffin.
Placing it in the safe house was the most secure solution, akin to imprisoning a ghost.
However, the safe houses in the complex were not designed to detain ghosts, but to provide refuge for residents. If he were to put a ghost inside one, the safe house would be compromised.
"I have a small safe house in my office. I can place the coffin there, and while I'm at work, I can also keep an eye on it. If any issues arise, the ghost will be trapped within that small safe house and won't be able to get out."
Yang Jian thought of a relatively secure thod.
"I'll take this coffin with so as not to leave everyone on edge here. You should rest early tonight, and I'm sorry for the trouble."
He lifted the coffin lid and covered it again.
"It's okay, but next ti you should let know," Wang Shanshan nodded slightly, her voice cool but pleasant.
"It was a last-minute arrangent before, and I didn't think too much about it. But it won't happen again. I will construct a safe house at my place to store these items. I've already discussed this with Uncle Zhang a few days ago," Yang Jian said.
His trip to Japan had provided him with enough gold.
A safe house for placing supernatural items and detaining fierce ghosts was feasible to build.
This approach was extravagant and required considerable financial and material resources. If not for extorting President Mishima, Yang Jian, the poor team captain, wouldn't even dare to think it.
Wang Shanshan said, "As long as you've considered it."
Without responding, Yang Jian used the Ghost Domain to transfer the coffin. In a matter of seconds, he was in his office. He opened the heavy anti-theft door and pushed the coffin into the small room inside and locked it.
Upon returning, he planned to instruct Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin not to enter this safe house again.
After all, apart from this coffin, the safe house also contained Xiong Wenwen's paper effigy.
Two bizarre items, best left untouched by ordinary people.
After checking and ensuring there were no issues, Yang Jian prepared to head back.
At this very mont.
On the fifth floor of a villa in Guanjiang Residential Complex.
"So President Yang's hotown is that dangerous, you almost died."
Zhang Liqin was now sitting in the room chatting with Jiang Yan, talking about their previous experiences in the hotown.
Jiang Yan was sowhat indignant and said, "The worst part is Yang Jian, he actually stabbed without any hesitation, and I almost got killed by him, and that's not all, I wanted him to stay and keep company, but he didn't even once, leaving waiting for nothing."
"It's infuriating, at this rate I'll really beco an old aunt."
She wailed as she collapsed onto the bed.
Zhang Liqin was taken aback, finally understanding the situation.
Aside from facing danger while accompanying Yang Jian back to his hotown, it seems that nothing had happened between them, and she was very clear that Jiang Yan was always thinking about sothing happening with Yang Jian.
"Elder Sister Qin, do you think Yang Jian is not capable anymore?" Suddenly, Jiang Yan propped her head on her hands and whispered conspiratorially.
Zhang Liqin retorted with understanding, "Nonsense, there's no such thing. What are you imagining? He's just been affected a bit by the supernatural encounters he's had. You should understand and empathize with him. After all, if it weren't for Yang Jian, both of us would have died a long ti ago. Besides, isn't it good the way it is now?"
"You make it sound as if I'm being ungrateful, I like him a lot, you know."
Jiang Yan pouted, her eyes suddenly lit up and she leaned in close, whispering, "By the way, Elder Sister Qin, when was the last ti you and Yang Jian were together?"
When she heard this question, Zhang Liqin froze on the spot. She glanced at Jiang Yan and then scenes of pleasant mories appeared in her mind, her cheeks turned a slight shade of red, and her gaze flickered.
"I, I don't know, I forgot."
"Impossible, how could you forget such an important thing? Are you just unwilling to tell ? I haven't even blad you for stealing my boyfriend behind my back, you have to tell today." Jiang Yan inquired like she was digging for gossip.
"I really forgot, stop asking, please."
Zhang Liqin turned her head away, unwilling to answer the question. This was a secret between her and Yang Jian, how could she possibly reveal it.
I'm a woman too, you know.
"So do you still like Yang Jian?" Jiang Yan asked warily.
Zhang Liqin hesitated for a mont, then said, "Yang Jian saved , what's wrong with liking him? Moreover, with Yang Jian's current status and position, it's quite normal for won to like him. Look at those pretty girls at today's gathering, their eyes were shining when they saw Yang Jian. If you and I hadn't been there, they definitely would have co over to chat him up."
"That's different, they like Yang Jian's money, and Yang Jian doesn't like such vulgar people. I'm different, mine is true love," Jiang Yan said with conviction.
"I don't doubt that it's true love. What I an is, there would be many young girls around Yang Jian if he wanted. You watching over alone, what's the use? Moreover, I am Yang Jian's secretary, isn't it very normal for to take care of his work and personal matters?"
"Even if Yang Jian fired , wouldn't he just hire another one? We've been together for so long, and we've been through supernatural events together, getting along very well. If he gets soone even better, let's see what you'll do then."
"That makes sense actually," Jiang Yan mused, suddenly feeling enlightened.
"What makes sense?"
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out in the room, and imdiately afterward, Yang Jian's figure appeared out of nowhere in front of the two of them.
Facing such a sudden appearance, the two of them seed to have grown accustod to it.
Jiang Yan quickly shook her head, "No, nothing. I was just chatting with Elder Sister Qin. Where have you been so late? You had waiting in your room for so long."
"The coffin that was delivered last ti was a bit off, I dealt with it, but now it's no longer a problem, I've placed it in a room in the office, and I don't want you going in there anymore, let's talk after I've dealt with the situation," Yang Jian said.
"First, let's record the events that occurred in the village... the record is nad Ghost Dream." .
"Okay."
Zhang Liqin nodded and imdiately took out the thick notebook, starting to make handwritten records.
"I'll write it, I'll write it, I've always liked writing," Jiang Yan eagerly volunteered, wanting to show herself off.
Yang Jian said, "That's settled, start recording."
"Dammit."
Jiang Yan puffed up her cheeks, but then she squinted and smiled, took initiative to sit down beside Yang Jian, and hooked her arm around his.
Zhang Liqin smiled. Indeed, when it ca to Yang Jian, Jiang Yan had not a trace of temper, more obedient than anyone else, if she dared to make a single squeak, Zhang Liqin figured she probably wouldn't dare to make a second one.
It was a sort of ntal illness, perhaps.
Too obedient and dependent on this man.
No wonder, after finding out her relationship with Yang Jian, Jiang Yan would collapse to the point of attempting suicide by jumping from a building.
With the rustling sound of writing.
A horrific and desperate supernatural event was being recorded by Zhang Liqin in this notebook, and flipping through the previous pages revealed that from the initial Door Knocking Ghost incident, to the Ghost Shadow incident, and then the Ghost Coffin incident... these entries detailed all of Yang Jian's experiences, very ticulously.
Even so seemingly minor day-to-day details were recorded.
For example, she had personally recorded so of the things between herself and Yang Jian.
These events were described in such detail, they were almost like backing up a set of mories.
They had gone beyond the scope of normal archival material.
Because of this, the task was quite arduous, sotis taking several hours at a minimum to record.
It wasn't until past one in the morning that this record-keeping session finally concluded.
"Yang Jian, actually, it doesn't have to be this troubleso, I type quite fast, I could initially type it out on the computer, then print it, and bind it all together in the end, it would be much better than handwriting, after all, handwriting has so typos, corrections and such, which doesn't look too pleasant,"
Zhang Liqin said as she massaged her sore hand, then complained a bit,
Her tone was sowhat wheedling, almost coquettish.
"No need, what I want is a unique set of notes, I can't trust printed material from a computer," Yang Jian said.
"Then suit yourself, do it however you want. Anyway, I will always keep recording for you, so I'm still quite useful, right?"
Zhang Liqin said while yawning and stretching.
"Hmm," Yang Jian responded.
"Hehe," Zhang Liqin pursed her lips and smiled, feeling a sense of security and fulfillnt.
anwhile, Jiang Yan had already curled up next to Yang Jian and fallen into a deep sleep, having drunk alcohol during the day, she couldn't stay awake any longer.
Yang Jian stroked her head and looked out the window, seemingly deep in thought.
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