"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several consecutive gunshots echoed throughout the neighborhood, brief and urgent.
The sound was loud; even Yang Jian in his room heard it.
Is this... gunfire?
Imdiately, Yang Jian frowned and beca alert.
Why would there be gunshots in a normally quiet community?
"Could it be Zhang Wei testing a gun? No, sothing’s off about the sound, the gunshots are too hurried, not like test firing... More like returning fire as if soone’s in danger."
While he was pondering, suddenly, sothing caught his peripheral vision.
Yang Jian abruptly saw the black cloth covering the Ghost Mirror bulging outwards, outlining the shape of a palm.
It was as if a hand had suddenly reached out from within the Ghost Mirror.
"What’s going on?" Yang Jian instantly tensed up.
The Ghost Mirror had been fine for several days; why was there suddenly activity today?
Could it be related to the earlier gunfire?
Or was it that, imperceptibly, so balance within the mirror had been broken and a ghost was trying to co out?
But before he could contemplate further,
as the black cloth covering the mirror was yanked down by the palm, the Ghost Mirror appeared before him once more,
Inside the mirror, a person identical to Zhang Wei was stretching his hand out of the mirror, his face showing a look of horror as he struggled to leave. However, eerie hands, greenish, pale, and decaying, reached out from all around the mirror, seizing Zhang Wei’s body and legs and relentlessly dragging him back into the mirror.
It seed that the ghost inside the mirror was unwilling to let this Zhang Wei go.
"This is different from before," said Yang Jian, his expression unchanged.
Previously, the ghost that looked just like Zhang Wei stood inside the mirror, motionless for three days without taking any initiative to step out.
But now…
"Brother Tui, save ~!" Zhang Wei struggled to push his head out of the mirror, like a drowning person coming up for air and calling for help.
Quickly, the hands inside the mirror pulled Zhang Wei back in,
this ti, Zhang Wei had no strength to resist and was dragged further and further away.
"Could it be…" Yang Jian rembered the words on the human skin scroll.
If the ssage revealed by the human skin scroll was true, then the current Zhang Wei…
The next mont,
Yang Jian rushed to the front of the Ghost Mirror and, just as Zhang Wei’s hand was disappearing into the Ghost Mirror, he imdiately reached in and grabbed his arm.
The warmth of a living person traveled from his arm, confirming that this Zhang Wei was alive and not a ghost.
"Just as I suspected."
Yang Jian yanked hard, trying to pull Zhang Wei out.
But countless hands behind Zhang Wei offered him relentless resistance. Before Yang Jian could pull him out, the force made him stick to the mirror, with half of his body pulled in, instantly overwheld.
The force emanating from the mirror was surely not human; if it weren’t for the fact he was stuck outside the mirror, he would have been pulled inside the Ghost Mirror imdiately.
"Trying to compete with for a person? All of you, get lost," Yang Jian’s ghost eye opened.
A red glow perated into the Ghost Mirror, then enveloped Zhang Wei.
Hoping to use the thod that saved his cousin to rescue Zhang Wei.
However,
when he attempted the transfer, it failed.
On Zhang Wei’s ankle lay a skinless, bloody hand clutching tightly; even the Ghost Domain seed unable to affect it, and the Ghost Domain itself felt sowhat restricted.
"What kind of thing is this, able to grasp a person even within the Ghost Domain?" Yang Jian was shocked.
He could influence other palms, but that one hand remained unaffected.
There was no other way. If the ability of one ghost was not enough, then the ability of two ghosts should suffice.
The black ghost shadow under Yang Jian’s feet also rged into the Ghost Mirror.
This was a dangerous move.
Once the Ghost Shadow was also pulled in and acquired a ghost’s body, it was uncertain whether it would counterattack him after leaving the Ghost Mirror, especially since the human skin paper’s warning still lingered in his mind.
But with the entrance of the Ghost Shadow,
Yang Jian felt the trendous pulling force disappear.
The hand that was grasping Zhang Wei’s ankle seed to have chosen to let go.
"Bang~!"
Yang Jian fell backwards, dragging Zhang Wei out of the Ghost Mirror with him.
"Scared to death, scared to death. I was just doing my business when suddenly it got dark, and the next mont I encounter a ghost, and not just one." Zhang Wei sat on the ground, still shaken, then he looked around; "What, what place is this?"
"Brother Tui, is it really you? I thought I was seeing things just now, I didn’t expect to find you here too."
Initial panic gave way to overwhelming surprise when he saw Yang Jian.
Yang Jian, however, didn’t pay attention to him but abruptly looked at the mirror.
In the mirror, the reflection of Zhang Wei had disappeared, along with those hands, and the object had once again turned into a smooth mirror.
And the Zhang Wei who was pulled out…
"Are you really Zhang Wei?" Yang Jian was not sure, inspecting him with his ghostly eye, yet he discovered nothing abnormal.
He touched Zhang Wei’s chest.
He felt a heartbeat and body temperature.
Incredible.
It was truly incredible how Zhang Wei ended up inside the Ghost Mirror.
"Why are you touching my chest?" asked Zhang Wei.
"Is it not okay?"
Zhang Wei said, "It’s not like it’s not okay, but it feels a bit... homoerotic. If soone saw us, they’d definitely suspect we’re gay."
"Don’t talk for now, let think this through," Yang Jian picked up the human skin paper once again.
At that mont, the human skin paper displayed a sentence:
"Zhang Wei died... and then he ca back to life, resurrected from the Ghost Mirror. The information I received before was true, but it seems that the resurrected Zhang Wei does not rember what just happened. His mory is frozen at the mont he first saw the Ghost Mirror. The Ghost Mirror brought back the Zhang Wei from the past, not the current one.
Is the him from the past and the him from now really the sa person? I don’t know."
"As the price for resurrection, a ghost has been released. I can’t determine whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."
Yang Jian looked at this line of text and furrowed his brows deeply.
It appeared that Zhang Wei’s death and resurrection were real.
The human skin paper was completely correct, it really could bring the dead back to life.
But there was a condition, one must leave their own shadow on the Ghost Mirror.
It’s akin to... saving a ga?
"Let’s not worry about that for now. Zhang Wei’s death must be related to the earlier gunshots, which ans there’s trouble in the neighborhood now." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and promptly put away the human skin paper.
Gunshots ant that this was no ordinary matter.
He had a vague premonition that this was probably targeting him.
"Go downstairs and find a place to hide, it’s dangerous here. Don’t go out until I co back," Yang Jian said, "and don’t touch that mirror or enter this room. Be careful not to be snatched back by the mirror again."
"No problem, Brother Tui," Zhang Wei nodded.
Having said that, Yang Jian imdiately left.
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