Mysterious Revival

This Chinese restaurant is exquisitely decorated, very tasteful, and the secluded environment is perfect for those diners who enjoy quiet meals.

But in such a place, there hangs an inconspicuous oil lamp.

It is not an ordinary oil lamp, but a Corpse Oil Lamp.

Because there’s only one, it’s not noticeable, and the strange smell it emits is very, very faint. Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to detect it, only someone like Yang Jian, who deals with the supernatural, could be very sensitive to this smell.

No, it’s not just sensitivity; it should be said it’s very familiar.

In an unreasonable place, he smelled a familiar scent, and for Yang Jian, it naturally caught his attention immediately.

But at this moment, Yang Jian’s eyes were fixed on the dishes the customers were eating.

“The dishes are fine, and the diners have no issues, so the problem must be with the owner of this restaurant.”

After observing for a while, Yang Jian basically identified the problem here.

This restaurant hides some secrets he himself doesn’t know, and under the gaze of the ghost eye, some areas have twisted, rendering everything there blurry and unclear, obviously showing supernatural interference blocking the ghost eye’s vision.

“It’s supernatural interference again, but this level of interference can’t stop my probing.”

Yang Jian remained expressionless, not intending to give up this time, and reactivated his ghost eye, directly releasing the Ghost Domain, starting at a four-layer Ghost Domain.

This level of Ghost Domain can ignore most supernatural interferences.

As the red light enveloped the restaurant, the area previously disrupted by the supernatural revealed itself.

He saw a dimly lit, tranquil basement.

In the basement, there was a rusty, filthy chain, upon which hung a somewhat dried corpse. The corpse was barefoot, legs covered with corpse spots, and a black cloth hood obscured its entire face, making it impossible to see the features.

“This is a successfully restrained fierce ghost.” Yang Jian’s ghost eye scrutinized the dead body and immediately made the judgment.

This is definitely not a normal corpse because judging from the rust on the chain and the age of the basement, the body has been here for at least a decade, maybe even longer.

“The corpse oil drips from beneath the feet of this body.”

Yang Jian then noticed that two black needles were inserted into the soles of the corpse’s feet, which seemed to be made of Gold but turned black over time due to prolonged exposure to the body. Black liquid occasionally dripped from these needles.

A porcelain basin was placed beneath to collect this black liquid.

Without a doubt.

This black liquid is Corpse Oil, extracted from the fierce ghost, saturated with supernatural qualities, possessing some inexplicable effects.

“Clearly, the people behind this restaurant captured an unknown, fearsome fierce ghost a dozen years ago, suspended it with chains to extract corpse oil over the years, and this oil, imbued with supernatural properties, might be used to make supernatural items.” Yang Jian’s expression subtly shifted.

“The reason for converting this place into a restaurant is likely to mask the odor of corpse oil, fearing exposure to the paranormal community, no, wait, if they feared discovery, why specifically place a Corpse Oil Lamp here?”

He pondered the significance of placing the Corpse Oil Lamp here.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian had no leads.

But in the next moment, Yang Jian vanished from the restaurant.

No one in the shop noticed him; it was as though he was an unnecessary person, standing in the middle of the hall yet seemingly nonexistent, whether appearing or leaving.

Yang Jian reappeared in the basement of this old house.

He slightly raised his head to examine the dried corpse bound and hanging mid-air by chains. Though curious to unveil the hood to see the real face, he restrained himself.

Hood, chains.

Clearly, these are arrangements to constrain the ghost.

Though uncertain of their specifics, a certain balance between them apparently keeps the ghost restrained here for decades without escape. Any action Yang Jian takes here might unleash this fierce ghost.

So Yang Jian slightly lowered his gaze to the porcelain basin.

The porcelain basin was filled with a black, foul-smelling liquid.

“I’ll take some back for Doctor Chen to study.”

Yang Jian fetched an unopened beer bottle, used the Ghost Domain to empty out the beer, and then filled it with the black Corpse Oil.

In no time, more than half of the Corpse Oil in the porcelain basin was gone, and the owner here would likely notice the discrepancy at a glance upon returning.

But Yang Jian did it anyway.

“No other discoveries here; this ancient house has clearly been cleaned out. Though it keeps such a restrained fierce ghost, it seems safer for now than that old building from before.”

After verifying there were no other hidden dangers, Yang Jian left with the bottle full of Corpse Oil.

Moments later.

Yang Jian appeared again in front of a villa in Da’ao City.

But after just a few glances, he lost interest.

The security measures of the villa are very high, and there are security personnel patrolling back and forth. Although this villa is strange, it at least proves there is no danger. It is most likely a place where a ghost handler resides.

Yang Jian is not very interested in probing other people’s secrets.

Then Yang Jian wandered around other parts of Da’ao City.

The city is not large, and there aren’t many places with issues. Overall, this is a very safe city, with a low probability of supernatural events occurring. The only problematic places are that old residential building and the restaurant with a Corpse Oil Lamp.

But both of these places have human traces. Although supernatural, they are under control.

Finally.

Yang Jian appeared on a street.

Across the street was a popular entertainment venue in Da’ao City, called Daxing Entertainment City.

“This is the last place with a supernatural aura, but it’s not the right time to go in now. I’ll come back tonight.” Yang Jian took a look and then turned around to leave.

Although he came with a playful mindset, his cautious nature still led him to first investigate the situation here.

After wandering around aimlessly, the time had already reached the afternoon.

At this moment, Jiang Yan contacted him: “Hey, Yang Jian, where are you? Didn’t we agree to have dinner at six? We’re all ready to head out, when are you coming over? Come back quickly, I’m so bored all by myself, they are all not playing with me.”

“Stop being so naggy. I’ll show up when it’s time. Let Wang Bin and Zhang Xiangu prepare. That’s it, hanging up.” Yang Jian ended the call.

“So annoying.” Jiang Yan puffed her cheeks in the hotel.

At this moment, Wang Bin came over: “Miss Jiang, have you contacted Yang Jian? We are about to set off.”

“He told us to go first, said he’ll follow shortly.” Jiang Yan said.

“Since we’ve informed him, that’s fine. Yang Jian is punctual and won’t be late. Let’s go first.” Wang Bin said.

Zhang Xiangu also walked over from the direction of the lobby: “I’ve already arranged the vehicles for pick up. Also, that broker Wang Xin, along with that investor, arrived at Xinji Restaurant two hours early.”

“They are scared.”

Jiang Yan smiled with her lips pursed: “Now that Yang Jian is taking things seriously, they definitely wouldn’t dare to hide any longer. Hmph, today we’ll teach them a good lesson. Daring to set us up, and even aiming for Shangtong Tower, they’re really tired of living.”

“Auntie Jiang, why do you sound like Brother Tui, talking so arrogantly.”

Zhang Wei and Xiong Wenwen also appeared, with Zhang Wei suspiciously staring at Jiang Yan: “But you’d better not imitate him.”

“Why?” Jiang Yan glared: “Don’t call me Auntie.”

“Brother Tui is arrogant because no one can beat him. If you swagger around and get beaten to death, what then? By then, you’ll ask me to help you, which will be a real headache.” Zhang Wei said.

“Pah, who needs you to help? Take care of yourself first. I have Yang Jian’s protection; no one dares to bully me.” Jiang Yan said confidently.

Xiong Wenwen looked slightly dejected, with an unhappy face.

Because just now, he lost twenty rounds playing Landlords with Zhang Wei, so angry that he threw his phone.

If only he had known this guy’s luck was so good, he should have used foresight.

A group of people chatted, heading out with the mindset of causing trouble.

Xinji Restaurant, to be honest, wasn’t large, just a small tea restaurant. Due to its famous egg tarts and pineapple buns, it was favored by the nearby residents, usually bustling with business.

But starting this afternoon, the shop had already stopped operating.

Because it had been exclusively booked by several businessmen at a high price.

At the moment, the empty restaurant only had a few scattered men in suits sitting.

They were smoking, with deeply furrowed brows, looking distressed.

“I really didn’t expect such a small matter to attract such a big figure. Yang Jian of Ghost Eye personally flew to Da’ao City, and even mainly invited us to dinner. This is unmistakably a Hongmen Banquet.”

A man named Qian Xin said. He didn’t usually smoke much, but now he couldn’t help himself.

“I’ve had someone investigate some information on Yang Jian, which cost quite a bit, and what little I learned is shocking. Various top-secret matters, various warnings, various taboos, all the top circles I interact with are highly respectful of him.”

Another businessman, probably in his fifties, said in a low voice: “Involving the supernatural circle, and Yang Jian is the top figure in it, you naturally don’t understand his weight if you’re not in this circle.”

“To be honest, today’s meal is not as simple as a Hongmen Banquet. I’ve already even made my will before coming.”

The third person chimed in: “Since we’re already here, let’s see who this Yang Jian really is. Frankly, we haven’t offended him. Two people from his company lost a lot of money, do they think they’ll take it back? If you can’t afford to play, don’t play. Resorting to ghostly tricks is nothing.”

Some were clearly dissatisfied with this dinner, as they were coerced into attending, so naturally, their moods wouldn’t be good.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com