"Fortunately, the danger of this ghost rope is not great. Perhaps it is because it has just been revived. If it was not a corpse hanging on it, but a ghost, the danger would probably increase by several levels."
"But at least we are safe now."
Looking at the ghost rope that was put into the bag.
Wang Yue's death, caused by the revival of the fierce ghost, has temporarily been resolved, preventing the impact of this supernatural event from spreading further.
Otherwise, if this ghost rope were to float around in Dachang City, it would definitely become a major event.
Yang Jian looked at the gradually darkening surroundings and immediately frowned, becoming alert.
"The knocking ghost is here. There is no need to fight it here. I have already achieved my goal on this trip."
He immediately turned around and walked towards Tong Qian's direction.
Even if someone were to use a flashlight, the light would only spread a few meters and would not be able to illuminate the approaching darkness.
"Give me the ghost candle and gather the remaining survivors. It's time for us to leave." Yang Jian took the ghost candle and said.
Tong Qian nodded and gathered the remaining survivors.
"Everyone stay within the range covered by the candlelight. I will blow out the candle immediately." Yang Jian said.
"There seems to be someone nearby." Tong Qian looked uncertainly at the empty street.
From the darkness in the distance, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching, as if someone was getting closer.
"It's not a person, it's ghost slaves, and there are quite a few of them." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.
She couldn't see clearly, but he could see very clearly.
On the dark street covered in darkness, people with pale faces, lifeless eyes, and bodies resembling corpses were slowly approaching from the darkness, moving towards this direction.
Just a glance revealed that there were at least dozens of them, all different in appearance.
Yang Jian even saw some old classmates, such as Qian Wanhao, Duan Peng, Zheng Fei... but now they were no longer human, they had become ghost slaves controlled by the knocking ghost.
And as the darkness approached, he saw more and more ghost slaves.
It was estimated that there were already over a hundred people.
"How many people has this old ghost controlled? Does it want to turn everyone it kills into its ghost slaves?" Yang Jian felt a chill.
If that was the case, it would be too terrifying.
"Yang Jian, it's done. Almost everyone has gathered, only these people are left. Some of them ran away earlier." Tong Qian said.
Yang Jian took a glance and saw that there were only a dozen survivors left.
The revival of the ghost rope scared away many people.
And after they ran out of sight of Yang Jian and the others, they got lost in the ghost domain. Yang Jian didn't have time to search for them one by one now.
"Alright, get ready. Once I blow out the ghost candle, I will take you all out of here. At that moment, you will also be attacked by the fierce ghost, so you will have to rely on your own luck. If you're unlucky enough to be left behind, it's your own bad luck." Yang Jian looked at the trembling survivors gathered under the candlelight, his face cold.
Within the ghost candle, his own power as a fierce ghost was suppressed, so he had to blow out the candle in order to unleash the ghost domain and leave this place.
Upon hearing this, the remaining survivors became even more terrified.
"It's here." At this moment, Tong Qian suddenly sensed something and looked towards a direction.
At some point, a face covered in corpse spots, wrinkled with age, emerged from the darkness and was illuminated by the eerie candlelight. The empty eyes of the old corpse had no trace of emotion, as if it had suddenly appeared in front of them. Just looking at it from a close distance was enough to send shivers down one's spine.
One of the survivors screamed in panic.
But Yang Jian remained indifferent.
The candlelight only illuminated the knocking ghost, it had not stepped into the range covered by the candlelight.
However, as the knocking ghost approached, the burning speed of the ghost candle accelerated significantly.
From the beginning until now, the ghost candle had already burned a third.
This made Yang Jian feel somewhat regretful.
But most of the burned ghost candle was not because of this knocking ghost, but because of the ghost under the street lamp.
"We will meet again in the future." Yang Jian stared at the old man in the black robe outside the candlelight, his expression serious.
In fact, it wasn't just this old man around them.
In reality, they were surrounded by ghosts from all directions. Countless pale faces were facing them, a sea of heads surging, but others couldn't see them.
Once the ghost candle was extinguished, this group of ghosts would swarm and tear everyone apart.
"Hoo~!"Yang Jian took a deep breath at this moment, and the ghost candle in his hand was instantly extinguished.
The eerie candlelight disappeared.
Everything around was shrouded in darkness.
From all directions, crowded footsteps echoed.
One by one, pale hands stretched out from the darkness, reaching for the nearest survivors.
Even the old man, with his stiff steps, was closing in again.
A ray of red light pierced through the oppressive darkness, like thick ink.
The red light emanated from Yang Jian, quickly spreading and covering the surroundings.
The red light flashed and then disappeared into the darkness.
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Darkness completely occupied the place.
But one could clearly hear a few miserable screams echoing in the darkness.
Fear, helplessness, despair, breakdown.
Some people had left, but some were forcibly kept by the ghosts, left in this ghost realm.
There was a few seconds gap between extinguishing the ghost candle and opening the ghost realm.
It was during this gap that more survivors met their doom.
On a deserted street.
Yang Jian and the others appeared out of thin air on the road, and everything around seemed not to have changed much.
The only change was that the place was less eerie and cold, the street lights were on, and the sky was filled with starlight and moonlight, no longer dim and pitch black.
"Where are we?" Tong Qian was taken aback.
"We're still in Da Chang City, just not within the ghost realm anymore."
Yang Jian said, "I've completed my task this time. The aftermath is up to you, the detective. The rest is not within my jurisdiction."
After looking around to confirm, he opened the car door, put away the ghost candle and ghost rope, and started the car to leave.
"Wait, you're just leaving ?"
Yang Jian said, "What else do you think? It's already past eight o'clock, I need to go home and sleep, they have to go to work tomorrow, everyone is very busy."
Tong Qian's face changed, then she asked, "How can I find you if I need to?"
"It's best not to find me if there's something, and don't find me when there's nothing."
Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "Go back to your city, don't come to Da Chang City anymore. The situation here is complicated, not something you can handle. And I advise you to quickly control the second ghost to delay the resurrection of the fierce ghost, don't get involved in meaningless supernatural events."
"I admit that you are very responsible and caring, but I don't see hope in you, only despair, because you won't live long. A person who won't live long has no hope to speak of. You think I'm selfish, but those who are not selfish in this world won't live long. Everyone has a life, and I think the life of a ghost controller is more valuable than that of an ordinary person. You decide for yourself, I've said enough."
This was a well-intentioned reminder.
He simply didn't want to see another person like Zhou Zheng, who died in a supernatural event because of his dedication.
It was a tragic thing.
After saying that, he stepped on the gas and drove away.
Tong Qian watched Yang Jian leave, deep in thought.
She looked at the survivors again.
There were less than ten left.
Obviously, several more had died when they left earlier.
In the face of such supernatural events, ordinary people only had one way to go, death, with no room for resistance.
If it weren't for Yang Jian leading them out, even Tong Qian herself would have died.
After a moment of contemplation.
Tong Qian came back to her senses, she took out her satellite positioning phone and dialed a number: "Mission failed, I'm sorry that the 'Ghost Knocking' event in Da Chang City cannot be resolved... and I've used too much of the fierce ghost's power, I'm not far from the resurrection of the fierce ghost, I want to apply for the plan to control the second ghost, I should be qualified enough with my conditions."