Chapter 105: The Truth About the Village
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The person who sat up from the coffin wasn’t a ghost.
It was none other than Feng Quan, the first person in charge of Dachang City.
He had disappeared because of the supernatural events in Huanggang Village, and by now, he should have been missing for over three months.
After being missing for so long, Feng Quan was still alive.
This was already an incredible occurrence.
Living alone in this terrifying Ghost Village for such a long period, anyone else would have died by now.
Although Yang Jian did not know how Feng Quan survived, he was not in the mood to care about that at the mont.
But faced with Yang Jian’s questioning,
Feng Quan calmly said, “Actually, I have already reported the situation here to headquarters. If you were to take action, you should be able to get that docunt. Anyone who has seen that docunt should know my situation… To be honest, with my current state I cannot personally tell you everything, and I can only barely control the villagers to give you so hints. But this kind of control is very fragile, after all, my condition is very bad.”
“Moreover, at the beginning, I couldn’t be sure what the true intentions of you ghost manipulators were in coming here.”
“As for that old lady, indeed, it was I who led her to you. That cough was not ant to mislead you. I simply wanted to remind you that soone was helping you, and that I was not your enemy. I intended for you to focus on that ghost rather than on .”
“Unfortunately, you misunderstood my intentions.”
Yang Jian expressed his anger, “Don’t think you can just shake everything off that easily. In fact, without your hint, I wouldn’t have known that there was another person like you here. I have read that docunt, which was redacted, and the critical information was erased.”
“It seed like you were trying to help , but in reality, you have led astray. Originally, I only needed to deal with one ghost. Your presence has made this supernatural event much more complicated.”
“I’m sorry, that was sothing I did not anticipate,” Feng Quan apologized, but his expression remained as cold as ever, showing no sign of remorse.
Yang Jian continued, “Didn’t anticipate? Or did you deliberately want us all dead? I’ve been to the spirit hall before, and I tried to open the coffin, but you stopped .”
“You didn’t want to open the coffin. What are you afraid of? Afraid of being killed by the Vicious Ghost?”
“The only safe place in this village must be inside this coffin.”
Feng Quan looked at him numbly, without offering any explanation, only saying, “The reason I can’t get out of the coffin isn’t that I’m afraid to die, but because I cannot allow the ghost outside to return to the coffin.”
“Once it enters the coffin, its terror level would rise to an unimaginable extent.”
“Not just a village, even a city could fall. If your appearance here ans things will turn for the worse, perhaps dying here might be a good outco. The ghost was right by you when you were trying to open the coffin. I couldn’t take that risk.”
Fear tinged with anger crept into Yang Jian upon hearing this.
So, the Vicious Ghost had been right beside him when he was opening the coffin?
“Impossible, there was no ghost in the spirit hall when I first tried to open the coffin; I checked.”
“Are you sure you really checked?” Feng Quan countered.
Yang Jian suddenly realized sothing and glanced at the portrait on the altar.
At this mont, the photo was missing from the fra of the portrait… leaving nothing but a blank space. The photo had still been there when he first entered the village.
It was of a handso, young man.
“That portrait?”
He sharply caught on to this point, staring intently at the empty fra.
“Is the man in that portrait… the ghost?”
Feng Quan confird, “Yes, it is the ghost, and it has always been by the coffin. Wherever the coffin is placed, that’s where the portrait is. I can’t get away from it… so, at the ti you were trying to open the coffin, the ghost was watching you, too.”
“It’s just waiting for an opportunity, a chance for the coffin to be opened. Once it enters the coffin, not only will I die, you will too. Everyone here will die. Under that circumstance, if you were , would you allow the coffin to be opened?”
“Moreover, the reason you sat in the spirit hall all night unhard wasn’t because the spirit hall is safe, but because I was in the coffin… so at that ti, you weren’t alone, and the ghost didn’t find the chance to strike at you.”
“I must admit, you are smart, though your guess was wrong, the outco was correct. The spirit hall is both the most dangerous and the safest place—the ghost is here, I am here, and as long as you stay here without ssing around, you are temporarily safe.”
“I’ve said what I wanted to say. Do you have any more questions? If not, I think we can join forces to imprison that ghost and thoroughly resolve the supernatural events of Huanggang Village.”
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Yang Jian’s mood was very complex after hearing all of this.
He didn’t know whether to be angry with Feng Quan or to bla fate for toying with him.
There was no justification for blaming Feng Quan,
since he had indeed reminded everyone to stay together to avoid being picked off alone.
It did have an effect afterward,
but so later cues and hints led Yang Jian and others to misunderstand, thinking that the old lady was the ghost.
In reality, Feng Quan was using the old lady’s presence to remind them that he was on their side.
“I have a few questions; were those villagers we encountered before human or ghost?” Suddenly, Zhang Han, who had been silently listening, imdiately asked.
He had confird that the body rising from the coffin was human.
But he still had doubts in his mind.
“They were non-existent people.”
Feng Quan said, “I don’t know how to ascertain their existence, only that these villagers exist solely in this village, similar to Ghost Slaves but not quite the sa. Ghost Slaves exist because of vicious ghosts, but they exist because of the Ghost Coffin, and it’s not a ghost lying in the coffin, but . Perhaps that’s why they seem more human-like.”
“And because I’ve been lying in the Ghost Coffin all this ti, I’ve been able to influence so of their thoughts, using them to attempt communication and information transfer with you.”
“You said this coffin is called the Ghost Coffin; what’s its use?” Yang Jian asked.
“I’ve reported on the Ghost Coffin before, and since you haven’t seen it in the records, it ans your clearance isn’t high enough, or perhaps… you are not yet an international ghost controller. Regarding this, I cannot tell you; it would be leaking state secrets,” Feng Quan said.
Yang Jian’s expression darkened.
Feng Quan said, “Don’t be angry. You will naturally know when it’s ti. In any case, it’s imperative that we three don’t let this coffin fall into the hands of that vicious ghost.”
“I erged voluntarily this ti because the balance here has been disrupted, its Terror Level increasing with the number of ghosts in this village. It was the death toll among you that led to the ghost completely taking over this village. However, your tactic earlier was impressive, facing almost certain death, yet you managed to think of releasing other ghosts to wrest control of the village ghosts, weakening it.”
“Weren’t you also planning to release my ghost?” Yang Jian said.
Feng Quan replied, “No, the man coughing outside the door that night was the villager nad Liu Genrong, controlled by . I just wanted to scare you into grouping up instead of being alone. Afterward, when I lost control, Liu Genrong fell under the control of the ghost here, and then it entered your room.”
“So, at that ti, it was trying to take the ghost from your box, not , but it… just for so reason, it eventually gave up.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the portrait on the altar.
“I’ve said it before; the situation here is unusual. Those people you see are sotis human, sotis , sotis ghosts… but I can tell you that this village has been devoid of living people for a long ti, except for us three. Everything here exists because of this Ghost Coffin.”
“So, our mission on the surface was to resolve supernatural occurrences, but in fact, it was to rescue you,” Yang Jian said.
“That’s one way to put it, but the risks of failure are significant, including the potential to disrupt the balance and cause the ghosts here to lose control. I think you shouldn’t have co to rescue , but if the higher-ups insist on it, I suspect it’s not for my safety, but for this object.”
Feng Quan pointed at the vermilion-coated coffin.
For the Ghost Coffin?
Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a mont.
It looked like an ordinary coffin.
But even ghosts were competing for it,
It must be quite special.
However, only Feng Quan knew about this uniqueness, and he wasn’t inclined to share.
“Have you finished talking? Because I feel like sothing is off outside,” Zhang Han said nervously all of a sudden.
He pointed outside.
The village, which had returned to brightness, was now starting to darken again.
Although it wasn’t darkening as quickly as before, it clearly signaled a very ominous developnt.
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