Yan Li's death woke Yang Jian up.
Vaguely, he sensed that the Huanggang Village incident had not completely ended, and the resulting consequences seemed to be affecting him.
But he was completely clueless and had no warning at all.
"Yan Li definitely didn't die simply from the revival of a fierce ghost. Even if he were to die, he wouldn't die so quickly." Yang Jian drove on the road, his mind starting to think.
He felt that Yan Li was at least half a month away from the revival of a fierce ghost.
But now, his revival time had been accelerated.
In other words, Yan Li had used the power of a fierce ghost during this period.
Knowing that he was on the verge of revival, he still chose to use the power of a fierce ghost, so there was only one possibility. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel-fire.net
He had clashed with other ghost tamers.
"First, inform his family to take shelter, and then investigate the cause of Yan Li's death. If it is a normal death from the revival of a fierce ghost, then everything is fine. If not... then as Yan Li said, someone is coming after me." Yang Jian's face became serious.
In the eyes of Xiao Qiang Club, Yan Li was his guide.
If he died, it would be a dangerous signal for him.
The car entered a residential area.
Yan Li had taken great care to protect his family. In order to prevent his own affairs from affecting his family, he rarely came here to see his wife and children.
Even before his death, he hesitated to make a final phone call.
Yang Jian's car stopped, and he looked at the villa in front of him.
The courtyard gate was open, but the main gate was locked. The courtyard was covered in fallen leaves, indicating that no one had taken care of it for several days, and there was no sound coming from inside.
"Yan Li had a wife and two lively children. Have they already moved out?"
He was a bit puzzled, but when he walked into the yard and approached the front door to knock, he suddenly paused.
Through the gap in the door, a faint smell drifted out from the villa.
This was... the smell of decaying bodies.
Yang Jian, who had dealt with supernatural events many times, was very familiar with this smell.
"Something happened."
He immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
He looked around and directly smashed the nearby glass with a golden baton, forcefully breaking into the villa.
All the lights inside were turned off, and the air was stagnant and murky due to lack of circulation. The stench of the decaying bodies became even stronger, making people nauseous.
Yang Jian had to cover his nose.
"The windows were intentionally locked, and the power in the house was turned off."
He tried to turn on the lights.
But after flipping the switch, the lights did not respond. He looked at the windows, which were not only tightly closed but also had the curtains drawn... Even during the day, the interior of the house was dim.
Yang Jian opened all the curtains and windows, allowing sunlight to come in and air to circulate, trying to dissipate the foul smell.
The source of the stench was inside the house, and simply dispersing the smell was useless.
"Somebody must have died here, and the bodies are still in the house. Otherwise, the stench wouldn't be so strong."
With this thought, a bad premonition surged in his heart.
With this uneasy feeling, Yang Jian arrived in the living room of the villa.
The scene in front of him made his pupils shrink.
Three bodies were hanging from the exquisite crystal chandelier in the living room: an adult woman and two children. They had been dead for several days, and their bodies had already started to decompose. They were covered in maggots, and flies buzzed around them.
The woman's body was full of wounds, as if she had been tortured with a sharp weapon before her death. Her stiff, blackened face still showed fear and helplessness from her last moments. Her eyes were wide open, but there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only a wriggling mass of maggots. The bodies of the two children hanging beside her were relatively intact.
However, due to the long period of suspension, their necks were stretched long, and their small heads drooped, dripping foul-smelling corpse water.
Because of the open windows, the bodies on the chandelier swayed slightly, and the rotting skin occasionally fell off, revealing the pale bones inside.
These were Yan Li's family, a family of three, his wife and two children.
Ten days ago, Yang Jian had been here.
At that time, Yan Li's wife and two lively children were living carefree and worry-free. All the pain and suffering were borne by Yan Li alone.
But now... as a ghost tamer, even if he died from the revival of a fierce ghost, he had to maintain his family. Under Yan Li's ignorance, their family had collapsed, and Yan Li had worried about the safety of his family before his death, asking Yang Jian to inform them to leave Dachang City.
Little did he know that Yan Li's family had already died."Given the state of decay, Yan Li's wife and child must have been dead for at least five days. Yan Li, however, only started to revive the fierce ghost yesterday. This means someone killed his family first, then found him and forced him to die from the ghost's revival. This was a planned extermination of Yan Li's family."
Yang Jian sat on the sofa, looking at the three bodies hanging from the chandelier in front of him.
He furrowed his brows and began to think.
What was the purpose of such a calculated murder of Yan Li's family, and then killing Yan Li himself?
Yan Li was already on borrowed time, dying from the ghost's revival was inevitable. Why couldn't some people wait and had to act immediately?
Was it to rob the box in Yan Li's possession?
Or did Yan Li offend someone outside, and they were killed out of revenge?
Or perhaps... some other reason.
Regardless, such methods were somewhat cruel.
"No, cruelty means nothing to people like us. Those who harness the power of evil spirits will lose their humanity to some extent. If it were me, my methods might not be any better."
Yang Jian's gaze flickered, "It's a fight for survival, there's no choice. Now it's Yan Li, next time it could be me. My family could also be hung up to rot."
Therefore, this matter must be clarified. The vengeance of Yan Li's family must be avenged.
Some people must die.
With this thought, Yang Jian's face turned cold, and a chilling aura emanated from him. He immediately stood up and left the place.
The three decaying bodies still hung from the chandelier, swaying slightly.
The stench spread, gradually extending outside the house.
He didn't need to deal with it, because the situation here would soon be known. It wouldn't be long before someone called the police, and then someone would come to clean up the bodies and notify their relatives.
"The death of Yan Li's family must be related to Xiaoqiang's club. He warned me before to be careful of the people in the club, saying that someone in the club wanted to kill me... These two things must be related. So, I'll go to Xiaoqiang's club first to find out."
After leaving, Yang Jian immediately drove to the location of the club.
Not only to avenge Yan Li's family,
But also for his own safety in the future.
If he did nothing, it might be too late when the crisis came.
From the killer's methods, it was clear that they were ruthless, leaving no room for survival.
This kind of thing could only happen once.
Yang Jian would never allow such a thing to happen to him.
The car sped along, and in no time, he arrived at a private estate in Dachang City.
This was the base of Xiaoqiang's club.
Yang Jian had been here before, so he was quite familiar with it.
"Sir, please stop. This is a private club, and we generally do not allow strangers to enter unless you have a pass."
As soon as he got out of the car and entered the estate, two muscular black-clad bodyguards stopped Yang Jian.
"So Xiaoqiang's club has started issuing door cards now?" Yang Jian said, "I'm here to see Wang Xiaoqiang. It's best if you let me through. Don't make things difficult for me, and I won't make things difficult for you."
"Sorry, if you don't have a pass, we won't let you in," one of the black-clad bodyguards said seriously.
Yang Jian asked, "Can't you make an exception? Would a bribe work?"
"We are professionals and have to be responsible to our employer. Even if you bribe us, we won't let you in unless you have a pass. If you try to force your way in, we will have to use force. We hope you understand." The bodyguard stopped Yang Jian as he tried to move forward.
"Enough with the pleasantries, don't waste my time. We're all busy."
Yang Jian pulled out his gun and pointed it at the bodyguard in front of him, "Move, or I'll shoot you. Your choice."
"Calm down, sir, calm down."
The other bodyguard reached out his hand, trying to calm Yang Jian down.
The bodyguard being pointed at by the gun had a tense expression, but he didn't seem scared or panicked. It was clear he had received professional training.
Yang Jian said, "At this close range, you professional bodyguards wouldn't try to disarm me, would you? It's best not to force me to act, or you both will die."
As he spoke, a black shadow rose eerily behind him.
The two bodyguards' faces stiffened, and they instinctively took several steps back.
They indeed had the idea of trying to disarm Yang Jian, especially since his gun's safety was off.
But seeing his eerie shadow changed everything.
The gun was no longer the most lethal weapon, that thing was.
"Sir, please come in. Mr. Wang is in a meeting." The bodyguard in front of him immediately stopped blocking the way and made way for him.
"Remember my face for next time. If this happens again, I won't be so nice." Yang Jian put away his gun.
A bullet worth a hundred thousand yuan, he really didn't want to waste it.
And there was no need to clash with irrelevant personnel. If he could intimidate, he would.