Chapter 289: Holding Hands With He Yuelian
After handing the Ghost Candle Holder and Ghost Candle that could restrict the Ghost Painting to Yang Jian, Chen Hao immediately ran towards Jiang Shan’s position.
It wasn’t just because he was worried that the Supernatural on the Ghost Wielder’s body would affect Yang Jian’s control of the Ghost Painting, but also because he carried the Ghost Painting Curse on him.
So he had to hide in Jiang Shan’s Ghost Domain after losing the protection of those two Ghosts.
And as Chen Hao left, within one breath’s time, a Humanoid Figure abruptly appeared at the dormitory door where Yang Jian and He Yuelian were.
That was a woman wearing a bright blood-like Red Wedding Dress, her appearance always blurred as if separated by a thick fog, and the vermilion Wedding Dress on her body stood out especially in the gray Ghost Painting World.
And the only thing Yang Jian could see clearly was those hands, pale and chilling, hollow and weird.
“Is this the Source Ghost of the Ghost Painting?” Seeing this woman beautiful beyond description, Yang Jian immediately took a deep breath, then hurriedly shifted his gaze to the bed next to He Yuelian.
Because Yang Jian knew that the more he focused on that Ghost, the easier it was for the Fierce Ghost’s appearance to emerge in his mind.
Once he couldn’t help but recall it, it would trigger the Ghost Painting’s Killing Pattern and be targeted by this terrifying Ghost Painting.
As for He Yuelian on the ground, he didn’t dare look at her either, since He Yuelian’s appearance was the true form of the woman in the painting.
So looking at He Yuelian was no different from looking at that Ghost.
“Sure enough, you bearing the Ghost Painting Curse are the best tool to draw the Ghost Painting. You’ve done well. If Yang Jian can successfully control the Ghost Painting, you won’t need to hide anymore and can live openly as a person.”
At the entrance hall on the first floor of the dormitory, amid a flash of dazzling silver light, Jiang Shan looked at the panting Chen Hao and joked.
“Live openly as a person? You’re not forgetting that I have a grudge with that kid, are you? You know his personality better than I do. Do you think after he controls the Ghost Painting, he won’t come to settle accounts with me?”
Chen Hao, gasping heavily, looked at Jiang Shan and couldn’t help but mock himself.
Jiang Shan smoked slowly and said, “That’s your business. You both know in your hearts what caused the conflict back then.”
“If he wants to kill you, I can give you a good way out.”
As soon as he finished speaking,
Chen Hao looked at Jiang Shan and immediately asked, “What way out?”
“Join me.”
“All the conditions are almost ready. It’s time to act.” Seeing the woman who embodied the Source Ghost Painting Supernatural stop in the room, Yang Jian thought to himself.
At this moment,
Although the Ghost had appeared, Yang Jian reasoned that he should not be in danger for now, because this Ghost was coming for Chen Hao.
Even though Chen Hao had now hidden in Jiang Shan’s Ghost Domain as planned, and the Ghost Painting had lost its attack target, he himself had not triggered the Fierce Ghost’s Killing Pattern, so he wouldn’t be targeted by the Ghost for the time being.
And this was the best opportunity for him to attempt controlling the Ghost Painting.
Yang Jian no longer hesitated and didn’t dare to be careless. He immediately took off the special gloves on his right hand.
Because this hand,
was the Ghost Hand that was most crucial for Yang Jian to balance the Ghost Bride Supernatural and currently the only medium between them.
When the gold gloves were removed, a bone-deep chill instantly enveloped the entire room.
Immediately after,
A piercing vermilion abruptly entered Yang Jian’s sight.
The red of the Wedding Dress was so vivid as if freshly coagulated blood, emanating a shiver-inducing weirdness in this chilling deathly still environment.
The instant he saw that vermilion, even though Yang Jian was prepared, his heart suddenly tightened. His peripheral vision slightly glanced to the right, where a gaunt woman wrapped in vermilion Wedding Dress with a veil over her head stood quietly beside him.
Not only that,
The chill from the Ghost Hand traveled up the arm straight to Yang Jian’s heart, the cold enveloping his whole body, making his expression change slightly with the feeling of falling into an ice cave.
The Ghost Bride had come.
After Yang Jian removed the special gloves that blocked Supernatural Perception, the curse fully erupted, causing the Ghost Bride, who was not in the Present World, to weirdly appear beside him and hold his hand.
“The Human Skin Paper says that if I want to transfer the curses of the Music Box and Ghost Bride, I need to peel off the Fierce Ghost from the Mummy Bride’s body and use it to balance the Ghost Painting’s Supernatural.”
“As long as I can successfully control the Ghost Painting, the Ghost Bride’s Curse will naturally disappear, and the Music Box’s Curse will transfer to the Ghost Painting via the Ghost Hand as the medium. But before that.”
Thinking of this, Yang Jian took a deep breath, then acted without hesitation.
Under He Yuelian’s astonished gaze, he ruthlessly inserted the Ghost Candle Holder with the Ghost Candle into the Ghost Hand.
“Now my consciousness is restricted in my body by these two Ghosts, ensuring that when I control the Ghost Painting, my consciousness won’t be annihilated by the Ghost Painting’s Supernatural. But the Music Box’s Curse will transfer to that woman.”
The instant the Ghost Candle Holder was inserted into the Ghost Hand, Yang Jian felt as if his soul was being pulled out, dizzy and disoriented, consciousness chaotic.
But no matter how chaotic his consciousness became, his “soul” seemed firmly confined by his physical body, unable to float out or drill out.
Moreover, an inexplicable suffocation began surging into Yang Jian’s mind from every corner of his body, as if from all directions.
He knew from Chen Hao that this was the Killing Pattern of the Ghost Candle and Ghost Candle Holder.
The Ghost was protecting him,
yet also killing him in another way.
The Supernatural on the Ghost was fair to everyone. While gaining this ability, anyone had to endure its Supernatural attack.
So after the Music Box’s Supernatural was countered, Yang Jian’s life was like a dying lamp in a rundown temple, liable to end with the “temple fair’s” conclusion at any moment.
After all this, Yang Jian instinctively turned around by instinct and began rhythmically knocking on the nearby wall, as if sending some signal.
“It’s our turn to act. Peel off the clothes on the Ghost.” Hearing the sound, Jiang Shan said calmly.
Chen Hao, who had been waiting beside him, nodded.
Yang Jian held the Ghost Bride with the Ghost Hand and bound her tightly to himself with the Ghost Candle Holder, preventing the Mummy Bride from killing, which gave them space for bold operations.
This Red Wedding Dress was different from the Ghost Robe worn by the Starving Ghost; this piece of clothing could be easily removed, while the Ghost Robe, once worn, couldn’t be easily taken off and required Supernatural means to peel it.
Soon.
After Jiang Shan and Chen Hao arrived and made efforts, a vermilion Red Wedding Dress was first separated from the Ghost Bride’s body.
As soon as this red clothing was removed, the Ghost Bride’s body instantly went limp, dragged by Yang Jian like a pendant in a weird pose.
This was because the corpse under the Ghost Wedding Dress lost Supernatural support and reverted to an ordinary corpse.
But this vermilion Red Wedding Dress and veil were exceptionally weird, standing in place like a living person, with neither the veil nor the Wedding Dress having any support underneath.
“Jiang Shan, I can’t remove this red veil!” Chen Hao, responsible for handling the red veil, suddenly shouted.
Without a word,
Crimson Ghost Characters instantly covered Jiang Shan’s hands. He gripped the Mummy Bride’s two eye sockets with one hand and seized the red veil with the other, then yanked it off fiercely.
The red veil, embroidered with intricate patterns and exuding weird splendor, was peeled off effortlessly by Jiang Shan like tearing Velcro.
“The rest is up to you. My Ghost Domain can’t keep protecting Chen Hao forever. He and I must stay far away to ensure the Ghost Painting isn’t drawn to him.”
After neatly tossing the Ghost Wedding Dress and red veil to Yang Jian, Jiang Shan reminded him as he left.
And after Jiang Shan and the other left,
Yang Jian’s gaze turned sharp as he looked at He Yuelian on the ground. He didn’t know who this unrealistically beautiful woman before him was, her name, or her life story.
But seeing this face, he knew the Ghost Painting was inextricably linked to her.
Yet in this situation, regardless of whether this woman was good or evil, Yang Jian had to use her life to control the Ghost Painting.
This was selfishness, but also a necessary action.
Even Jiang Shan, knowing He Yuelian was just a pitiful person, would make this choice without hesitation in such circumstances.
Saying it was to control the Ghost Painting for saving the world was too fake. Whether Yang Jian or Jiang Shan, people like them first considered only themselves, then the so-called greater good defined by the world.
After all, people are forever different.
Some see the City Person in Charge position as a responsibility.
While others view it merely as a enjoyment of power, a leap in status, or a “narrow path” for family protection.
This World is that cruel.
Not to mention ordinary people and Ghost Wielders, like He Yuelian, born from Supernatural.
Her existence was for death at a certain moment. Without accidents, she could never control her life manipulated by others in the dark.
At this moment,
Yang Jian held the Ghost Wedding Dress and Ghost Veil with the Ghost Hand while walking towards He Yuelian’s position.
Upon reaching her, he coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, grabbed He Yuelian’s neck and pressed her head, forcing her to look at the Fierce Ghost in the Ghost Painting ahead.
Pain appeared on He Yuelian’s face. She was nearly suffocating, struggling desperately, but to no avail.
In just a few seconds, she felt her vision blur in a trance. In the unclear world, she only saw a clear red figure standing not far ahead.
Is this… a Ghost?
Prolonged direct gaze, plus intense suffocation, inevitably brought the image of the woman in the painting to He Yuelian’s mind.
The Ghost Painting’s Killing Pattern was triggered.
The woman at the dormitory door suddenly moved, crisp footsteps echoing as the vermilion figure gradually approached the two.
Looking at the painfully struggling He Yuelian, Yang Jian showed no pity. When it seemed about right, he slightly loosened his corpse-like left hand.
However, without giving He Yuelian a chance to breathe.
Yang Jian immediately tossed the Ghost Wedding Dress aside, then grabbed He Yuelian and threw her towards it.
The Supernatural Power of the Ghost Hand was something He Yuelian couldn’t resist. She crashed straight into the red Wedding Dress.
The red Wedding Dress, lacking a living host, attached to He Yuelian the instant she touched it.
“Please, spare me, I beg you…”
He Yuelian pleaded in despair.
But neither Yang Jian nor Jiang Shan, who was peeking via Ghost Domain, felt any ripple in their hearts.
Yang Jian didn’t care about He Yuelian’s life or death because his own life was tied to the Ghost Painting.
What he wanted was to control the Ghost Painting and transfer the curse on him.
As for Jiang Shan, who knew He Yuelian wouldn’t actually die, it was precisely because in the Original Work, He Yuelian couldn’t play a major role in the future.
While the Ghost Painting’s Terror Level could turn an ordinary person directly into a Top-tier Ghost Wielder, let alone a Ghost Wielder controlling it.
So rather than let He Yuelian control the Ghost Painting, Jiang Shan preferred Yang Jian replace her.
Regardless of your innocence or whether you were passively involved in a Supernatural Event, once tainted by Supernatural, your life no longer belongs to you.
But to the Ghost,
To the Ghost Wielder with stronger Supernatural.
This is reality.
Wrapped in the Ghost Wedding Dress, He Yuelian wanted to struggle, but her body wouldn’t obey, manipulated freely by the weird Wedding Dress.
In mere moments,
This red clothing fit her perfectly as if tailor-made, worn on her body very snugly, forming the embryonic form of an stunningly beautiful bride.
Bone-chilling cold!
After putting on this Wedding Dress, He Yuelian’s body instantly stiffened.
She felt a terrifying chill erode her entire body, as if freezing her organs, blood—all of it, with her vitality draining at an unimaginable speed.
In just seconds, her skin turned from rosy to pale, then to ashen, just like the gray surroundings.
Immediately after,
He Yuelian’s consciousness also began to blur, as if she were about to die.
This was because the Ghost Wedding Dress’s Supernatural was too terrifying to control. Not just ordinary people—even a Ghost Wielder wearing it would likely die.
Yet at that moment.
Yang Jian staggered towards He Yuelian and directly covered her head with a red veil.
Instantly,
A Supernatural Power pulled He Yuelian’s trance-like consciousness back.
Then, another segment of memory seemed to appear in her mind—the woman in the memory looked exactly like her, as if He Yuelian was her.
But these memories were fragmented and disjointed.
Memories not her own, yet severed, caused her immense pain.
Now He Yuelian felt her consciousness was about to be torn apart—this was the Ghost Veil eroding her consciousness, forcibly erasing her original memories with ones not hers.
But everything has two sides.
This erosion of consciousness temporarily protected He Yuelian from being killed by the Ghost Wedding Dress’s Supernatural.
Even so,
As an ordinary person, He Yuelian fundamentally couldn’t balance the Supernatural of these two Ghosts. If it continued, within minutes, she would be thoroughly killed by the Ghost Wedding Dress and Ghost Veil.
Dual death from body to consciousness.
Just as the painfully struggling He Yuelian tried to raise her hand,
Yang Jian didn’t hesitate. After pulling out the Ghost Candle Holder from his Ghost Hand, he immediately held her hand.
