Mysterious Revival

The longer time passed, the more tense the atmosphere in the hall became.

Leuk Qingqing had already started to guard against Yang Jian.

Although everyone had been quite united before, all striving to survive, she was a messenger and had seen a lot of the dark side of human nature during her missions. What was about to happen now was nothing compared to those past experiences.

The rice in everyone’s hands was constantly diminishing.

At this moment, Leuk Qingqing made a decision. She cut her wrist again, and the sticky, dark blood dripped into the bowl, staining the remaining rice completely red.

Her body was a faceless and armless puppet, but her arms were from her original body. Despite there not being much living flesh, it was still enough to produce some blood.

“All the remaining rice is here. If you want it, then take it.” Leuk Qingqing decided to burn her bridges at this moment.

She didn’t want to be the one sacrificed, so she made this decision.

The white rice stained by her blood would be useless even if distributed to others.

“Playing such petty tricks with me at this time, do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?” Yang Jian glared at her coldly.

Leuk Qingqing did not back down. She said, “Li Yang is willing to follow your orders because he’s your team member, but I’m not. We’re all trying to survive the mission. If you intend to sacrifice me first, I’d rather fight to the death. If I lose, I have nothing to say, but I won’t die for no reason.”

“This is bad.” Li Yang’s eyelid twitched as he heard Leuk Qingqing’s words.

The captain was already not fond of this person. If it weren’t for her help last time in Room 301, the captain would have dealt with her already.

Now, at this critical moment, Leuk Qingqing is acting on her own, undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

“Why would she go against Yang Jian?” Zhou Deng thought to himself.

Who is Ghost Eye Yang Jian?

The recognized powerhouse in the supernatural circle, who has taken down countless ghost riders since his debut. Even Dahai City’s Ye Zhen provoked him a few times and ended up pinned to the ground like a dead dog by Yang Jian.

The so-called strongest and number one is now a joke.

If it weren’t for Wei Jing sent by headquarters to mediate, Ye Zhen would be dead by now.

Moreover, Yang Jian had previously taken down the Circle of Friends by himself, killing Fang Shiming… which scared their deputy general manager He Tianxiong into fleeing overseas.

There are many similar incidents.

The more you know, the more you should fear Yang Jian, not provoke him.

Leuk Qingqing wants to survive, and that’s reasonable.

But in supernatural events, is reasoning useful? Honestly, it’s all about listening to whoever has the bigger fists.

As mentioned before, if you have the guts to take down Yang Jian, then you can be the leader.

If not, you should obediently listen.

If you won’t listen and still want to cause trouble, being killed is deserved.

Zhou Deng secretly criticized in his heart, but on the surface, he remained calm, not saying a word, just watching to see how things would develop.

“I understand, you are indeed determined, but I hope you also have the ability,” Yang Jian’s face was calm at the moment, without any trace of anger. He glanced at the bowl of rice soaked in blood that Leuk Qingqing held.

“What, you want to make a move? If you’re not planning to, we still have the opportunity to cooperate,” Leuk Qingqing said.

Yang Jian said, “I know what you’re scheming. You think this place is extremely dangerous, and if I kill you, the rice you’re holding will lose its effect. Then the remaining fierce ghosts will come back to eat the rice I have, increasing my consumption. Plus, the messenger task continues, and having one less person means more danger.”

“So you’re confident, thinking you can trick me and make me suffer in silence.”

Leuk Qingqing remained silent for a moment.

Indeed, she had this thought. In this situation, internal strife was not allowed, so she dared to gamble on this.

As long as Yang Jian is rational and wants to survive, he wouldn’t kill her here.

“I didn’t have such intentions. I just don’t want to be dictated by you. You’re too overbearing, wanting everyone to follow your lead. If others don’t comply, you want to get rid of them,” Leuk Qingqing said.

“I can also follow your lead. Can you lead the rest to survive this fifth day?” Yang Jian’s tone was very cold.

Leuk Qingqing said, “If I can’t survive following you, why should I follow you?”

“Then how did the bowl of rice in your hand come about? Did it fall from the sky for you? The supplies I distributed to you, I’m just taking it back early. You’re unwilling and think I’m harming you? If I had known, should I have not given you this bowl of rice at all? Do you think you’d still be standing here talking to me?” Yang Jian said.

“I’ve already done what I did, think whatever you want,” Leuk Qingqing lowered her head slightly.

The rice was already stained with her blood and could no longer be used.

“Going to fight?” Li Yang glanced at the two.

He knew that if the captain really decided to make a move, there would be no warning signs. Regardless of the nice words now, the outcome could be decided in a second.

Yang Jian said, “You don’t need to worry, I won’t make a move against you this time. It’s not because I’m afraid of the situation getting out of control here, but because I owe you a personal favor.”

“You don’t owe me anything,” Leuk Qingqing frowned.

Yang Jian touched the black and red jade bracelet on his wrist: “That’s because you don’t know what really happened with you. You’re just a pathetic pawn. There’s another person playing chess with you. I’m saying this to her. You only need to know that this time you won’t die by my hand.”

“But this is temporary. After this messenger task ends, we will meet on the fifth floor. Then I will settle the score with you.”

“Then see you on the fifth floor.”

Leuk Qingqing, too, was proud. Although she feared Yang Jian, she didn’t feel she had done anything wrong.

The two had met on the third floor of the post office, cooperated, and also clashed. Leuk Qingqing had helped Yang Jian, and Yang Jian had helped Leuk Qingqing. But unexpectedly, in this final messenger task on the fourth floor, there was a split, resulting in them standing on opposite sides.

If they survived this messenger task, it’s easy to imagine.

When they meet on the fifth floor next time, a fight is inevitable, and one of them will surely die.

An eagle sighed in his heart, feeling it’s a pity.

Conflicts among messengers during tasks were common. He had seen it before, so he wasn’t surprised, but he regretted that just as they were about to reach the last floor of the post office, they ended up in this situation. It’s not easy to come this far, and dying because of personal grudges would be too unfortunate.

“Setting grievances aside? That’s the best course. There’s no benefit to anyone if they fight here. But Leuk Qingqing really shouldn’t have crossed Yang Jian, even from the post office. If they issued a wanted order, she’d have to live like a rat in the sewers, constantly hiding,” Zhou Deng thought to himself as he rubbed his chin.

Yang Jian not only had top strength and reputation in the supernatural circle, but he was also a team leader from Headquarters, with unimaginable influence.

Otherwise, why could he suppress those death-defying criminals who had disembarked from the supernatural bus before?

“For the next actions, do you choose to listen to me, or do you plan to act on your own like Leuk Qingqing?” Yang Jian asked again.

Zhou Deng smiled and said, “You’re the team leader from Headquarters, so of course I follow your orders. I don’t know any of those messengers. Yang team, don’t hold grudges against me. I, Zhou, have no ill intentions.”

He steadfastly sided with Yang Jian.

“I’m a dying man; does my answer even matter?” The eagle smiled briefly, with a hint of helplessness.

“Captain, you know me.” Li Yang said.

Once the three spoke, Yang Jian understood their thoughts.

The eagle was neutral, Zhou Deng and Li Yang continued following Yang Jian, and as for the life-or-death unknown Yang Xiaohua, it didn’t matter.

Leuk Qingqing’s expression changed slightly.

She knew, to some degree, that Yang Jian wasn’t wrong because the others were the ones who survived by following his instructions. Otherwise, they would’ve been wiped out already. What surprised her was that even in the eagle’s condition, he didn’t want to turn against Yang Jian?

She glanced at the eagle.

The eagle slightly shook his head.

He hadn’t forgotten when Yang Jian, during the second night’s guard, charged solo into the dark hall, defending against all supernatural intrusions alone.

Someone like that indeed had the ability to turn the tides.

He was just making the worst-case arrangements, not intentionally sacrificing anyone.

“It’s eleven thirty,” Zhou Deng suddenly mentioned.

“I know, the ghost is still eating, this Ghost Banquet isn’t over yet.” Yang Jian looked at the rice each person held.

Obviously, it’s not enough.

There isn’t much left, with only half an hour remaining.

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng: “Give me the rest of your rice.”

“Sure.” Zhou Deng shrugged, showing indifference, and handed over the blue and white porcelain bowl.

There was just a small handful left in hand, and only a little bit in the bowl.

Yang Jian didn’t speak, he took it and combined the rice together, then looked at Li Yang: “You shouldn’t continue consuming the rice, give the rest all to me.”

Li Yang nodded as well: “Captain, what do you plan to do?”

He understood that concentrating the supply on one person wasn’t about saving oneself but about enduring all the supernatural attacks alone, holding out for the last half hour.

“When the moment you all run out of rice comes, I’ll activate the five layers of Ghost Domain to cover all of you. Then we’ll resist the ghost attacks inside the five layers of Ghost Domain until the sixth day arrives.” Yang Jian said.

“With three people working together, there’s still a fighting chance.” Zhou Danggang looked and approved of this approach.

Leuk Qingqing observed and said: “You thought of the strategy long ago? Were your previous words testing us?”

“You misunderstood, I wasn’t testing anyone, I was just responding differently based on different methods. Now with not enough rice, only I can use the five layers of Ghost Domain to protect the remaining people.” Yang Jian replied, “If there was enough, I wouldn’t do this.”

“But what happens next doesn’t concern you, I hope your bowl of rice is enough for you to survive today.”

“Captain, I still have five grains of rice.” Li Yang immediately said.

Zhou Deng said: “I have six grains of rice left.”

“Then let’s start now, leave a few grains of rice for emergencies.” With that, Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain covered again, directly enveloping Li Yang and Zhou Deng.

The two people’s figures vanished from the ancient mansion instantly.

But this approach only guaranteed their safety, for Yang Jian the danger remained, as the rice gathered was all in his hands, correspondingly, the ghosts in the mansion would also focus on him, thus increasing the speed of rice consumption.

Leuk Qingqing’s face changed drastically.

She realized the true intention of Yang Jian’s actions.

Now in the mansion, only she and Yang Jian had rice, but the number of ghosts was fixed.

Therefore, the consumption of the rice she held was also accelerated.

If this continued, the rice she originally had enough to survive tomorrow might actually run out early because of this.

“Yang Jian, you…” Leuk Qingqing looked at him, somewhat astonished.

Yang Jian stared at her and said: “I won’t let you take advantage of me, now that the consumption is escalating, let’s see who can withstand it. I said I wouldn’t retaliate against you, but I won’t help you anymore either. You should understand, the reason the rice in your hands is enough is because the three of us were sharing the ghost’s consumption. Now that I’ve reduced Zhou Deng and Li Yang’s share, do you think you can still remain unscathed?”

The blood-stained rice in his hands decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Likewise, the rice in Leuk Qingqing’s hands was also rapidly diminishing, consuming four times faster than before.

The amount of rice in both their hands was about the same.

Because the rice in Leuk Qingqing’s bowl hadn’t been consumed much by the eagle.

And Yang Jian’s was the combined leftover from two bowls of rice.

“I knew it would be like this.” The eagle tossed the dice while sighing in his heart.

Leuk Qingqing, these past days, was not in the mansion and didn’t experience previous events, and now couldn’t see the situation clearly, here Yang Jian alone could alter the balance of the entire mansion.

Moreover, no one understood the mansion and the ghost’s patterns better than he did.

With Yang Jian doing so, there were only two results ahead.

Either Leuk Qingqing and he both run out of rice, facing today’s ghost loss in control earlier, or they both endure past midnight into the next day.

11:40 PM.

The rice in their hands was left with only one small handful.

11:50 PM.

The remaining amount of rice was plainly countable, but comparing quantities, it seemed like Leuk Qingqing had slightly more in her hands.

11:55 PM.

The rice in Yang Jian’s hands was down to a dozen grains, about to run out, seeing this, a smirk appeared on Leuk Qingqing’s mouth, but soon her smile froze because she saw Yang Jian engulfed in red light, disappearing into thin air.

Yang Jian entered the five layers of Ghost Domain.

Separating most of the ghost’s attacks.

The remaining ghosts couldn’t find Yang Jian, thus surged towards Leuk Qingqing.

The rice in Leuk Qingqing’s hands was quickly consumed again.

At 11:56 PM, the rice in her hands was completely consumed, thoroughly devoured by the ghosts.

“Not good.” Leuk Qingqing’s face suddenly changed, she instinctively wanted to back away to avoid the ghosts.

But then the red cheongsam on her body suddenly became exceptionally conspicuous, almost as if illuminated by red light, vibrant to the point of nearly dripping blood.

In a vague sense, a woman’s laughter echoed in the mansion.

That woman’s voice somewhat resembled Leuk Qingqing’s, yet it was extremely unfamiliar.

The ghosts surged in but surprisingly avoided Leuk Qingqing, without attacking her.

“Hmm?” The eagle witnessing this scene widened its eyes.

Yang Jian’s speculation was correct, Leuk Qingqing indeed had a secret, the ghosts within the mansion did not attack her.

Leuk Qingqing was also stunned, anxious and tense, she couldn’t think of such a thing happening to her.

“Indeed, that woman from the Republic of China period left a backup plan on Leuk Qingqing’s body, this Leuk Qingqing is being watched by that woman, certainly won’t let her easily fall in this mansion.” Yang Jian saw this clearly in the Ghost Domain.

He had previously only speculated and judged, now he could basically confirm.

After all, this mansion was built by those ghost tamers from the Republic of China period, if they were killed by ghosts in their own house, it would indeed reflect poorly on them.

“Pity, this Leuk Qingqing doesn’t understand anything, she is kept in the dark, unwilling to believe me.” Yang Jian quickly looked away.

Because the five layers of Ghost Domain was also being invaded.

A twisted, dark figure gradually came, the ghost was constantly invading the Ghost Domain, the nearby red light dimming and turning faint.

“As I judged, even the five layers of Ghost Domain cannot isolate all ghost attacks, so I kept a little.” Yang Jian didn’t speak and just opened his palm, on it remained a dozen grains of blood-stained rice.

Suddenly.

Another grain of rice disappeared.

The ghost entering the five layers of Ghost Domain was slowly retreating again, gradually disappearing.

He couldn’t use up all the rice, that would be too foolish.

The ghost invading the five layers of Ghost Domain wasn’t only this one.

There were others.

The rice in Yang Jian’s hands continued to decrease, at the same time, Zhou Deng and Li Yang’s rice was also decreasing, albeit very slowly, only a few grains per minute.

Just like that.

Midnight arrived.

The ancient mansion entered the sixth day.

This day, known as the funeral.

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