Mysterious Revival

The content of the Ghost Cabinet deal was merely to let him open the door to this room, without the requirement 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 seemed 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 seemed normal at a glance, yet many crucial elements 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 someone at the door?

At this moment.

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 some 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 moment, 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, someone had appeared at some 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.

“Someone came 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 some 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 seemed 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 somewhat 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 moment.

He smelled something.

A fragrance.

This scent was quite familiar, it was the same as the smell emitted by the three incense sticks in front of the red coffin earlier.

Now this fragrance reappeared in the room.

It seemed 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 movement.

But Yang Jian wasn’t naive enough to assume 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 seemed to plunge into silence, yet Yang Jian himself could move, as he was clever enough this time 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 moment.

Although he knew that the more powerful the ghost in the six-layer Ghost Domain, the quicker they could regain mobility, such free movement 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 immediately changed tactics, no longer aiming for a one-time success, but deciding to use the Firewood Knife to dismember 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 medium… hold on, where’s the medium?

Yang Jian found that where the Ghost Shadow covered, it left no medium at all, as if all traces were erased.

“Are the red high heels the reason? Preventing leaving a medium in the form of footprints.”

He understood at this moment.

Why wearing red high heels was necessary.

The high heels only left half a footprint, while a complete footprint was needed to trigger a medium. 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 medium for the Firewood Knife, unable to confine it with the six-layer Ghost Domain… It’s forcing me to confront it directly.” Yang Jian’s eyes flickered.

His methods weren’t limited to these.

He could dismember 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 me prevents me 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 methods 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 some 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 something.

Why should he confront this ghost directly?

His goal was to deliver a message 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 numerous 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 moment.

“Time 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 merged into one, quite similar yet somehow 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 moment he saw the red cheongsam, he already had such thoughts, yet wasn’t certain enough.

Now, it was almost confirmed.

This was indeed the ghost who emerged 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 moment.

The ghost seemed to have invaded Leuk Qingqing’s consciousness, stealing her memory, 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.

“Someone 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 time 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 time?

Yang Jian’s face tensed, “How long is one incense stick’s time?”

“Depends on the situation.” Leuk Qingqing replied.

“So then, you were a ghost-handler during the Republic of China Period? Awakened by someone due to some special reason for the very last time 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 meaning behind those words.

“That’s right, you are clever. Each of us retained the time of one incense stick, to be awakened at a crucial moment; yet, this is our final time, 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 time, reclaiming control over their body once more.”

“But why did you leave the time of one incense stick?”

“To deal with the unexpected, just never thought I would be the one awakened this time.” Leuk Qingqing replied, “Too early, I shouldn’t have awakened so soon.”

“No point, let’s change the subject. I assume you have many doubts; I can tell you some things you wish to know.” Leuk Qingqing spoke.

Yang Jian’s expression shifted.

Perhaps today he could unravel many mysteries.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com