Yang Jian already understood the effect of the ghost candle.
As Wang Xiaoming said, after the ghost candle is lit, vengeful spirits cannot approach the area covered by the fire, and people are in absolute safety.
But there is one more thing worth noting.
The closer the terrifying ghost is, the faster the ghost candle burns. Under special circumstances, a ghost candle can burn out in a few minutes or even seconds, greatly reducing the safe time.
Previously, when Yang Jian faced the knocking ghost, the ghost candle did not burn this fast.
But the ghost near the street lamp.
This burning speed is several times faster than the knocking ghost.
And this signal only represents one thing: danger, extreme danger.
Yang Jian immediately retreated without hesitation,
The burning speed of the ghost candle clearly slowed down, and the flickering flame, as if it could be extinguished at any moment, returned to normal.
The sense of crisis quickly dissipated.
But the sense of crisis in Yang Jian's heart did not decrease at all.
He had always thought that it was just a ghost servant in the ghost domain, and although it was dangerous, it was not worth mentioning to him now.
Thinking of Tong Qian's reckless behavior earlier, Yang Jian couldn't help but secretly rejoice that his previous vigilance and caution saved his life. Otherwise, he might have been implicated in the rescue this time.
"So, is the level of this ghost higher than that of the knocking ghost?"
"But this is impossible. If the danger level of this ghost really reaches this point, why would it appear in the ghost domain of the knocking ghost?"
Yang Jian's gaze changed, looking at the ghost standing under the street lamp, with its back facing him, its body stiff.
The lit street lamp made him understand what was going on.
This ghost is not in the ghost domain at all.
It has always been in a real state.
That's why the street lamp did not go out and remained lit. The area around the ghost was not affected by the ghost domain.
And corresponding to this.
Since the ghost did not enter the ghost domain, it should not be able to see Yang Jian.
So, did the ghost domain of the knocking ghost actually protect himself and prevent him and others from coming into contact with this ghost?
"What has happened in Dachang City recently? In addition to the knocking ghost that I attracted, the other ghosts that appeared are getting more and more terrifying. I thought they were just small monsters, but I didn't expect them to be bosses." Yang Jian's gaze became serious. "Is there something special about Dachang City? Or is it the same situation in other big cities?"
"For now, regardless of the reason, I should immediately stay away from this ghost if I encounter it in the future, without any reason."
Taking a deep breath and calming his emotions.
After all, it was a false alarm.
The ghost under the street lamp did not make any dangerous moves.
Coming here, passing through this area from a small alley, Yang Jian arrived at the other end of the ghost domain.
If he couldn't find Jiang Yan here, then he would have to give up.
In the reality outside the ghost domain.
Previously, when Yang Jian passed by the street lamp.
Due to the blockade, there were no people on these streets, and it was quiet. The shops had temporarily closed their doors.
But there was a person sitting against the wall, with a wounded face, dripping with foul-smelling blood. But compared to the injuries on his body, it seemed that some kind of mental blow was even more severe, giving him a lifeless feeling.
"Now I have nothing left except for my life. Why do you still cling to me and refuse to leave?" The person raised his head slightly and looked towards the street lamp.
The street lamp flickered slightly, as if there was a poor connection in the circuit.
He saw a ghost standing under the street lamp.
A ghost that always kept its back and never revealed its appearance.
And the person who was talking to this ghost at the moment was none other than Zhao Kaiming.
He had come out of the ghost domain alive, avoiding the deadly knocking ghost incident, but the price he paid was something he didn't want to bear.
"You don't want me to die because there's something I haven't been drained of, right?" Zhao Kaiming no longer had his previous confidence, only a cold and bitter smile.
"You really are an evil ghost. Because of you, I have lost so much. Since you are so terrifying, why don't you just kill me directly?"
Zhao Kaiming looked at the specially made pistol in his hand.
Without hesitation, he aimed it at his temple and pulled the trigger.
But there was no gunshot.
Zhao Kaiming reloaded and ejected the bullet, a golden bullet falling to the ground, and then he continued to shoot at his head.
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The entire magazine of bullets was used up, and he didn't fire a single shot.
"Damn it." Zhao Kaiming's face twisted in anger, and he threw the pistol towards the ghost under the street lamp like a madman.
The gun hit the ghost's body, but it didn't cause any harm and fell to the ground.
This situation had happened before.
He couldn't commit suicide.
Because of the ghost clinging to him.
He had thought of pulling himself together, but reality repeatedly knocked him down, causing him to lose more and more.
"So you don't want me to die, right? Fine, I will live. I will change everything. I will fight against you ghosts and see who wins, you or me."
Zhao Kaiming struggled to stand up, limping forward with his broken prosthetic leg.
Just as he was leaving, his phone in his pocket rang.
"Hello, is this Zhao Kaiming? Your father just had an accident. Hurry back..." a relative's voice came from the phone.Zhao Kaiming seemed to have been prepared for this, his tone calm as he said, "Uncle, I understand. I have some matters to attend to today, I'll return in a few days to arrange my father's funeral."
After he hung up the phone, his face twisted into a particularly ferocious expression.
When he turned around,
The ghost under the streetlight had disappeared without a trace.
Just as he was about to leave.
At this moment, Yang Jian was still within the Ghost Realm.
He was riding a bicycle, lighting a ghost candle, seemingly leisurely wandering through the streets and alleys. However, his Ghost Eye was already open, alert to any movements around him, while also searching for Jiang Yan's location.
The Ghost Eye at the back of his head suddenly spotted a car parked next to a clothing store, its headlights still on.
It was a brand-new luxury car, and through the window, he could vaguely see someone sitting inside the driver's seat.
However, among the rows of cars parked on the side of the road, it wasn't particularly noticeable.
Yang Jian vaguely guessed that this was Jiang Yan's car.
Because he had previously instructed Jiang Yan to keep moving and not to turn off the engine.
The purpose of this was to prevent Jiang Yan from being trapped in one place for a long time, waiting for death. At the same time, it was also to leave a signal for himself.
The car was always kept running, making it easier to distinguish.
However, she was still tricked in the end.
She had stopped the car at some point.
Yang Jian saw a familiar figure standing there motionlessly.
It was his classmate... Qian Wanhao.
At this moment, half of Qian Wanhao's head was missing, his body was black and rotting, emitting a stench of decay, but he was still wearing the same clothes as before.
As Yang Jian rode his bicycle over, Qian Wanhao slowly raised his head, looking at him with his rotten eye sockets.
"Became a ghost slave?" He furrowed his brows deeply.
Originally, back in school, Qian Wanhao had a chance to leave alive with him and Zhang Wei.
Unfortunately, he answered a phone call he shouldn't have, and as a result, was found by the door-knocking ghost.
"Since he's a ghost slave, he's not much of a threat. Besides, he's almost rotten away." Yang Jian thought to himself.
The light emitted by the ghost candle forcefully drove Qian Wanhao away.
Within the range covered by the candlelight, Qian Wanhao had no choice but to retreat, not daring to approach.
Through the car window, Yang Jian saw that Jiang Yan was still maintaining a tense driving posture, clearly still immersed in the illusion. From the looks of it, he had no idea how long this woman had been in this state.
"It's me, open the car door."
He made a call and directly told Jiang Yan through the phone.