The content of the Ghost Cabinet deal was rely to let him open the door to this room, without the requirent to enter.
However, out of curiosity and the pursuit of truth, Yang Jian stepped into this mysterious room.
Surprisingly, the room did not present the imagined dangers. Instead, it resembled a bridal chamber, adorned in festive red. But due to the age of the items, this bright red conveyed an unspeakable sense of discord, amplifying the eeriness.
Moreover, Yang Jian noticed through observation that there were many vacant spots in the room. For instance, the place where the bed should be was missing a red canopy bed, and the empty space next to it seed to fit a wooden cabinet. There was also the absence of a red bench and even a makeup mirror or makeup box on the vanity table...
Things seed normal at a glance, yet many crucial elents were missing.
Just as Yang Jian was observing the room.
A tall figure cast a shadow at the doorway, with the shadow falling at Yang Jian's feet, slightly dimming the red glow of the room.
Was there soone at the door?
At this mont.
Yang Jian was startled, knowing perfectly well that the figure at the door couldn't be Li Yang, Fan Xing, or Zhou Deng, because if they were looking for him, they would make so noise or sound.
So.
The thing standing at the doorway behind him... was a ghost.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Yang Jian made a move. Without turning around, his ghost eye opened abruptly, and in a manner defying normal human capabilities, he instantly threw the cracked long spear in his hand.
The section of the coffin nail was still pinned to a terrifying baby corpse, not yet removed.
However, if the coffin nail could pierce two ghosts at once, it could also restrict both ghosts together.
But there's a prerequisite.
That is to not squeeze out the second ghost, otherwise, the coffin nail would lose its efficacy.
With a loud noise.
The cracked long spear flew directly over the doorway, piercing into the opposite wall, deeply embedding inside,
At the doorway.
The figure twisted and wobbled for a mont, then disappeared.
Yang Jian turned around.
No one was behind him.
His sudden attack failed to pin down that thing.
As he was about to turn and swiftly rush out to see the situation outside, Yang Jian got stuck again.
In the room, soone had appeared at so point unexpectedly.
A woman, wearing a red cheongsam, sat with her back facing him at the dressing table. Because there was no makeup mirror on the dressing table, Yang Jian couldn't see the front of this red silhouette, not even with his ghost eye peering, as it was interfered with by supernatural powers, unable to penetrate the woman's body.
"Soone ca into the room..." Yang Jian's heart sank.
Perhaps the owner of this ancient mansion had originally sealed this room to prevent malicious ghosts from invading.
Now he had found the key and opened the door.
There's a possibility that so irreversible event might occur.
"That red cheongsam... looks familiar, it's the one Leuk Qingqing was wearing." As Yang Jian observed, he took a few steps back, grabbing the cracked long spear nailed to the wall.
However, when he retrieved this weapon.
The head of the coffin nail.
The terrifying baby corpse had already disappeared.
It seed that due to exerting too much force earlier, it pierced through the opposite wall, flinging out the pinned baby. After all, the baby's body was too small, even if pierced through, it wasn't as secure as imagined.
It was a mistake.
Yang Jian only glanced slightly but didn't pay much attention.
The loss of that terrifying baby was insignificant here.
Ghosts were everywhere here; one more or less didn't make a difference.
What was more concerning was the intruding entity in the room.
"Could it be Leuk Qingqing? The back looks sowhat like her, yet there's an inexplicable sense of unfamiliarity. I seem to see another eerie silhouette on her." Yang Jian's ghost eye stared intently.
In the vision of the ghost eye.
A vague silhouette overlapped with the back silhouette before him.
As if there was a double image.
But this overlap was very discordant, almost as if... possessed by a ghost.
Yang Jian's nose moved slightly at this mont.
He slled sothing.
A fragrance.
This scent was quite familiar, it was the sa as the sll emitted by the three incense sticks in front of the red coffin earlier.
Now this fragrance reappeared in the room.
It seed to be emanating from the woman's body.
"Fragrance?" Yang Jian's expression changed.
He recalled the second ancient tomb indirectly destroyed by Zhou Deng earlier. According to Zhou Deng, a woman was buried in that second tomb.
So indeed.
Was this the female ghost from the ancient tomb?
"The six-layer Ghost Domain, once more, whether it's Leuk Qingqing or the female ghost from the ancient tomb, let's nail it down first to avoid endless trouble." Yang Jian stared at the graceful silhouette in the red room.
Even though there was no movent.
But Yang Jian wasn't naive enough to assu this thing posed no threat.
Without the slightest hesitation.
The ghost eye abruptly opened.
The six-layer Ghost Domain overlapped, this layer could pause everything within the Ghost Domain.
Only this way could ensure that the coffin nail would successfully restrict that thing.
After the Ghost Domain activated.
Everything before him seed to plunge into silence, yet Yang Jian himself could move, as he was clever enough this ti to only lock everything before him within the six-layer Ghost Domain, while positioning himself outside of it.
In so doing, everything within the Ghost Domain was immobile, but he could act.
However, just as he was about to move.
An incredible scene occurred.
In the red room, the strange woman sitting in front of the dressing table stood up slowly.
With a tall stature and long legs, the red cheongsam was strikingly vibrant, and the high heels beneath were also red, making this bizarre ensemble unforgettable at a glance.
"Can still move?"
Yang Jian widened his eyes at this mont.
Although he knew that the more powerful the ghost in the six-layer Ghost Domain, the quicker they could regain mobility, such free movent was unprecedented.
He hesitated with the long spear firmly in hand.
No need to throw it out.
Since even the six-layer Ghost Domain couldn't confine it, there's no way to nail down that fierce ghost.
The first failure had already proven all this.
"Disassemble it, then detain." Yang Jian imdiately changed tactics, no longer aiming for a one-ti success, but deciding to use the Firewood Knife to dismber it.
After lowering the terror level of the ghost, it was feasible to nail down the fierce ghost with the help of the six-layer Ghost Domain and the coffin nail.
The Ghost Shadow shifted, not covering the front but instead targeting the spot behind at the doorway.
This ghost had stood at the doorway before, leaving a dium... hold on, where's the dium?
Yang Jian found that where the Ghost Shadow covered, it left no dium at all, as if all traces were erased.
"Are the red high heels the reason? Preventing leaving a dium in the form of footprints."
He understood at this mont.
Why wearing red high heels was necessary.
The high heels only left half a footprint, while a complete footprint was needed to trigger a dium. Even the slightest incomplete aspect couldn't work, making the use of the Firewood Knife for attack impossible.
"Unable to ensure it's nailed with the coffin nail, unable to create a dium for the Firewood Knife, unable to confine it with the six-layer Ghost Domain... It's forcing to confront it directly." Yang Jian's eyes flickered.
His thods weren't limited to these.
He could dismber it directly with the Firewood Knife after approaching, or use the Ghost Hand to grab it, utilizing a spot for suppressing a ghost.
But approaching posed dangers.
"Facing away from prevents from using the strange doll, otherwise I could utilize that supernatural tool." He took a deep breath, feeling troubled.
The ghost was right before him.
Even with nothing done, it rendered nearly all his thods ineffective.
It felt as though it thoroughly analyzed all his tactics.
Yang Jian understood, it wasn't that his intelligence was leaked, but that the ghost's terror level was too high, similar to when he faced the Ghost Envoy in the past, seeming to have so tricks yet having no use for them, only surviving by finding the ghost's killing pattern.
Unexpectedly, he faced a similar situation today.
"Hold on."
As Yang Jian moved his steps, poised to approach despite the risks, he suddenly realized sothing.
Why should he confront this ghost directly?
His goal was to deliver a ssage and survive here. This fierce ghost appearing in the house, why not let it stay there?
If he acted now, it might require risking his life.
"Risking for confining a fierce ghost with an unknown terror level is unwise. There are nurous dangers in this ghostly place. Since it appeared, there's no need to pay heed; ultimately, it may not even invade the real world."
Yang Jian considered retreating.
Not that he feared confrontation.
But fearing being trapped in this ancient mansion after all the struggle.
He hadn't forgotten, within this ancient mansion, many ghosts had already awakened, and the old man in the coffin was also a huge threat.
There were countless things to handle, beyond counting.
Yang Jian's face darkened as he looked at everything in the room, even knowing these might be supernatural tools, he didn't covet them.
Greed could be lethal at this mont.
"Ti to go."
He withdrew from the room.
Yet just as he was stepping out, the woman in the red cheongsam abruptly turned around.
It was a blurred face; no, not blurred, but from Yang Jian's perspective, it looked like two faces rged into one, quite similar yet sohow distinct. One face was familiar, belonging to Leuk Qingqing, yet her eyes were closed.
The other face belonged to an unfamiliar woman, equally beautiful and flawless, with pitch-black, bright eyes but lacking vitality, akin to a dead gaze.
"It's indeed Leuk Qingqing's body, she has been invaded by a fierce ghost." Yang Jian took a slight breath.
The mont he saw the red cheongsam, he already had such thoughts, yet wasn't certain enough.
Now, it was almost confird.
This was indeed the ghost who erged from the ancient tomb, the intense fragrance on her body attesting to it all.
"Yang Jian!"
Suddenly.
A female voice sounded, it was Leuk Qingqing's voice, but not her tone, rather that of a stranger.
"It's speaking? What a joke." Yang Jian's hair stood on end at this mont.
The ghost seed to have invaded Leuk Qingqing's consciousness, stealing her mory, even recognizing him.
Or rather.
Leuk Qingqing was still alive, using her remaining consciousness to communicate with him?
"Who are you?" Yang Jian said coldly, without fear.
"Soone who died long ago." Leuk Qingqing spoke again, still with the stranger's tone, evoking a chilling, unwelcoming aura.
"You still have consciousness?" Yang Jian questioned further.
Leuk Qingqing said, "I only have the ti of one incense stick. After one incense stick, I will disappear, and by then, she will wake up again."
She referred to the original Leuk Qingqing.
One incense stick's ti?
Yang Jian's face tensed, "How long is one incense stick's ti?"
"Depends on the situation." Leuk Qingqing replied.
"So then, you were a ghost-handler during the Republic of China Period? Awakened by soone due to so special reason for the very last ti of consciousness through an incense stick, but it won't last long, to be completely devoured by the ghost in the body, resurrecting utterly." Yang Jian understood the aning behind those words.
"That's right, you are clever. Each of us retained the ti of one incense stick, to be awakened at a crucial mont; yet, this is our final ti, eventually leading to death, never appearing again in the world." Leuk Qingqing said.
Yang Jian's face shifted slightly, "It's incredible to think people from the Republic of China Period could even achieve this, preserving one's consciousness to awaken during a certain ti, reclaiming control over their body once more."
"But why did you leave the ti of one incense stick?"
"To deal with the unexpected, just never thought I would be the one awakened this ti." Leuk Qingqing replied, "Too early, I shouldn't have awakened so soon."
"No point, let's change the subject. I assu you have many doubts; I can tell you so things you wish to know." Leuk Qingqing spoke.
Yang Jian's expression shifted.
Perhaps today he could unravel many mysteries.
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