Chapter 37: A Transaction
“This ghost can completely nullify the ability of another fierce ghost. No matter how powerful that fierce ghost’s ability is, once it seizes another ghost, this ability of it will grow stronger. The ghosts it can completely suppress right now should be three. You should be able to feel it, Yang Jian.” Jiang Shan’s voice continued to echo in the mourning hall.
Hearing Jiang Shan’s words, Yang Jian had already made up his mind at this moment. He walked up to the coffin.
No matter what,
Lying into the ghost coffin meant at least no more threat from ghosts, and whether Jiang Shan had left any backup in the ghost coffin, Yang Jian couldn’t care about that much right now.
Even without using the ghost eye to suppress the ghost at the door, the headless ghost shadow he had just controlled inside his body already showed signs of resurrection.
If this standoff continued, without the ghost eye resurrecting, the headless ghost shadow would kill him first!
Yang Jian’s gaze turned to Jiang Shan,
“Black Haze”, “Ghost Characters”. He determined that Jiang Shan was also a ghost wielder controlling two fierce ghosts, and the strength of that black haze-like ghost domain far surpassed his own.
“No lying down for free, let Zhang Han and Jiang Shan handle the next ghost.”
With that thought, Yang Jian flipped over and lay into the ghost coffin, then forcefully closed the coffin lid.
“Tap, tap tap.”
Just half a stick of incense after Yang Jian lay into the ghost coffin, clear footsteps rang out from the darkness outside the house.
Even though Zhang Han was already prepared, his face still turned ghastly upon hearing the footsteps.
A “person” walked up to the door of the room again.
It was an old man dressed like a farmer, somewhat skinny, wearing simple clothes.
His face showed no sign of life, carrying the aura of cold death.
“Yang Jian, about time, right? If you don’t come out, us brothers are going to be worn down to death by this ghostly thing.” Jiang Shan knocked on the coffin board, reminding Yang Jian it was time to come out and let the ghost return to the coffin.
He knew that with Yang Jian’s personality, just relying on his words wouldn’t make Yang Jian trust him.
Facing this life-or-death choice, Yang Jian only trusted his own judgment.
And Jiang Shan letting Yang Jian lie into the ghost coffin also had his own purpose:
He wanted Yang Jian to know the value of this ghost coffin, then he could use this ghost coffin to talk business with Yang Jian.
Talk a business deal about ghost characters.
The old man at the door had already started slowly walking into the room. At this time, Zhang Han’s back had been torn open and bloody by his ghost.
Just as Zhang Han gritted his teeth to activate the fierce ghost on his back again, Yang Jian’s voice rang in his ear:
“Zhang Han, ignore it.” Yang Jian’s voice came from the ghost coffin.
He had just sat up and exchanged a knowing glance with Jiang Shan, then jumped out of the coffin and walked to Zhang Han’s side, saying:
“Jiang Shan is right. As long as this ghost returns to the ghost coffin, everything here will disappear, and the Huang Gang Village supernatural event will end.”
Zhang Han, drenched in cold sweat, glanced at Yang Jian, then at Jiang Shan who was nodding affirmatively,
He trembled as he slowly backed away.
Zhang Han wasn’t trying to escape; he was making way for this ghost!
At this moment, all three people in the mourning hall stared intently at this ghost. Not just Zhang Han—even Yang Jian’s heart was filled with tension.
The old man walked in, paused briefly in place for a few seconds. He didn’t look at Yang Jian, Jiang Shan, and the others in the corner; his gaze stayed fixed on the opened coffin.
Then this ghost in the form of an old man strode straight toward the ghost coffin.
Although Jiang Shan already knew this ghost wouldn’t launch any more attacks, being in such close contact with a ghost still made his hair stand on end.
At this moment, Jiang Shan’s palms were soaked with sweat, but he still calmly lit a cigarette.
He had already planned in his mind: “As soon as the ghost makes a move, he guaranteed he would instantly disappear from Huang Gang Village.”
So this cigarette could really be smoked.
At this moment,
The three saw this old man support himself on the edge of the coffin, propping up his body with one arm, and tumble into the ghost coffin in a weird pose. The motion was quite like a Thomas full in gymnastics— even athletes didn’t have his form as standard.
“Click, click click~!”
After the ghost lay down, a somewhat skinny, rough palm stained with field mud stretched out from inside the coffin, grabbed the nearby shifted coffin lid, and made a piercing friction sound.
Then came a “Thud!”,
The coffin lid fell.
Tightly sealed, the ghost coffin was covered again, restored to its initial state.
Immediately.
Calmness returned to the mourning hall.
As the ghost in the village entered the ghost coffin, the dim sky outside the house was brightening, and Huang Gang Village was disappearing.
Like a mirage, as sunlight shone into the entire village, all the buildings, houses, and roads here were gradually smeared away like drawings on paper.
All traces left by the fierce ghosts ceased to exist after that fierce ghost entered the ghost coffin.
Yang Jian, who was moving things, saw this scene and his expression changed slightly. Then he glanced at the vermilion-lacquered coffin and looked at Jiang Shan, saying:
“What do you plan to do with this coffin?”
“I think you know the value of this coffin. This mission was to obtain this ghost coffin. I believe that company would be happy to buy it at a high price.” Jiang Shan said calmly.
“So you want to take this ghost coffin away?” Yang Jian’s tone was somewhat cold, and an restless ghost eye opened on his forehead.
From the moment he came out of the ghost coffin, Yang Jian had been thinking about the ownership of the ghost coffin.
Give it up—he absolutely wouldn’t.
He had gone through near-death experiences in this Huang Gang Village all for this coffin. Why give it to Jiang Shan who showed up halfway?
Not give it up,
Just thinking of Jiang Shan’s terrifying black haze ghost domain, splitting the ghost coffin half and half was already his bottom line. If the two couldn’t reach an agreement…
At this thought, a faint red glow emanated from Yang Jian’s body, as if the next second his ghost eye’s ghost domain would cover Jiang Shan at any time.
“I’ll make a transaction with you, guaranteed you won’t lose. See those people on the main road? This coffin will make you rich beyond your wildest dreams.”
“What transaction?”
Just as Yang Jian looked toward the distant alert area, black haze began to spread around the three.
Yang Jian instantly tensed up. His arms were propped open by ghost eyes one by one, uneasily scanning the surroundings, while behind him, an inky black headless shadow stood up from the ground.
“Don’t be nervous. I opened the ghost domain so outsiders can’t hear our conversation. If I wanted to kill you, you’d be long gone.” Jiang Shan walked out from the black haze.
Actually, Jiang Shan wasn’t exaggerating. The dead face ghost’s ghost domain, comparable to three layers of ghost eye strength, plus the ghost characters that could appear instantly.
In the early stage of supernatural revival, Jiang Shan’s strength could be called that of a top-tier ghost wielder.
The instant Yang Jian saw Jiang Shan, he immediately sent the headless ghost shadow behind him to decapitate Jiang Shan.
After all, striking first gives the advantage; only the living have the right to speak standing up.
“!”
But suddenly, Yang Jian found the headless ghost shadow didn’t appear behind Jiang Shan; instead, it stood motionless behind him.
Through the ghost eye on the back of his head, Yang Jian saw that without any warning, the eerie red ghost characters still covered the headless ghost shadow, suppressing it dead in place, unable to move.
“Damn it!”
Yang Jian thought it bad in his heart. Now his ghost domain couldn’t even spread in this black haze, and the headless ghost shadow was suppressed by Jiang Shan.
And it was he who struck first, putting Yang Jian in a difficult position now. He was already thinking of ways to escape.
But right now,
Yang Jian grimly looked at the blurry figure in the black haze. He was prepared for a desperate fight, just depending on what Jiang Shan on the other side would do.
Only a voice came from the black haze:
“You’re the first one ever to ask me for life-buying money when others only give it to me, Yang Jian. Just for your attempt to kill me, if I kill you, would you have nothing to say?”
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