Chapter 39: Still The Coffin That Can’t Be Opened
“Aren’t you planning to leave?”
Zhang Han saw that Yang Jian wasn’t moving and said: “Don’t hesitate, let’s leave here together. If you stay here, you’ll die.”
Yang Jian said: “We low-level Ghost Controllers have no conglomerate, no support from the country, low social status, let alone any power. The channels for information we can get are very few. The method of controlling Fierce Ghosts might have already spread at some level long ago. We’re just kept in the dark and don’t know it. This Huang Gang Village Incident is an opportunity.”
“If you seize this opportunity, you can turn things around. As long as you control a second ghost and extend the time of Fierce Ghost Revival, all the stalemate will be broken. You guys go ahead.”
The others looked deeply at Yang Jian.
They knew this kid was planning to fight desperately.
But they didn’t mock this behavior at all; instead, they somewhat admired it.
Because going back meant waiting for death, while Yang Jian was seeking survival from desperate straits.
The ones who should be mocked were themselves.
“Then be careful yourself.” Zhang Yiming didn’t say anything more. He and Ye Jun turned and left.
Zhang Han hesitated for a moment.
He wanted to leave here, but after Yang Jian said that, he wanted to stay and give it a shot.
In the end, fear overcame courage. He gritted his teeth and turned to leave.
Two people had already died; he couldn’t afford to gamble.
From beginning to end, they ignored Lin Qian.
Obviously, in their eyes, Lin Qian might be scheming against them.
Looking at their departing backs.
Yang Jian’s eyes flickered as he looked at Lin Qian.
“What’s your reason for staying?”
“Reason?”
Lin Qian looked at their backs.
He chuckled, “How can an ordinary Ghost Controller leave a Supernatural Event with a Ghost Domain?”
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian’s expression changed immediately.
His guess had been voiced by someone else.
“You know there’s a Ghost Domain here?” Yang Jian stared fixedly at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Jian.
“Of course I know. Because when I realized I couldn’t open the coffin, I tried to leave here.”
“But unfortunately, I failed.”
“You’re very smart; you should have guessed part of the Fierce Ghost’s killing pattern here.”
“Being alone means death!” Yang Jian’s pupils shrank.
“You’ve known all along!”
Lin Qian chuckled, “Of course. I said I know how to handle this Supernatural Event, but unfortunately, no one believed me.”
Yang Jian’s face was grim. “Who exactly are you?”
“Who I am isn’t important.”
“What’s important is, what are you thinking right now.”
“Right now, you’re absolutely safe with me. Those three have already been targeted.”
Yang Jian’s expression fluctuated, but he quickly calmed down.
Currently, this unfamiliar Ghost Controller and he were grasshoppers on the same rope.
“Absolutely safe.” Yang Jian’s eyes flickered.
“You know the killing pattern here, but you didn’t warn them. Why?”
“Why warn them? Would they believe it?”
Lin Qian’s expression was cold. “I said the ghost is inside the coffin. Open the coffin and detain it, but they didn’t believe that either.”
“How are we supposed to believe you?”
“You say to detain the ghost in the coffin, but what about the ghost outside?”
“You’re deliberately not telling them the truth. You know the ghost’s killing pattern and that there are two ghosts here—one aggregating us, one trying to disperse us.”
“You know all this, but you didn’t say anything, even after two Ghost Controllers died.”
“If you had said it, they wouldn’t believe?”
Yang Jian stared fixedly at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian was speechless upon hearing this. He had originally planned to follow the original work, but he hadn’t expected he could no longer follow the original work.
“Are you planning to settle scores with me now?” Lin Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Yang Jian fell somewhat silent. This unfamiliar Ghost Controller in front of him had big ambitions.
If the other party was really sincere about handling this Supernatural Event, why hide this news?
Seeing Yang Jian silent, Lin Qian looked at the coffin in the Spirit Hall.
“Let’s open the coffin together. If we can open it, we might complete this mission.”
“If we can’t open it…”
Lin Qian didn’t say what would happen if they couldn’t open it.
Yang Jian’s gaze flickered. He thought for a moment, then nodded. The other’s goal seemed to always be the thing in the coffin.
He wanted to see if there really was a ghost in the coffin!
The two didn’t say much more. Lin Qian’s act of concealing information made Yang Jian distrust him.
Lin Qian knew this but didn’t care.
As long as not all the Ghost Controllers here died, he would be fine.
The two came to the side of the coffin.
Yang Jian got a crowbar from elsewhere.
“Shall we do it?” Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian nodded.
Supernatural quietly emerged. Lin Qian reached out to grab the coffin, and Yang Jian fiercely inserted the crowbar into the gap at the edge of the coffin.
“I’ll count to three, then we pull together.” Yang Jian looked up at Lin Qian and said.
But with just one glance, he felt his Ghost Eye stirring.
“Good grief, it’s just opening a coffin, and you’re using Supernatural?”
Yang Jian thought Lin Qian was a bit extravagant.
But he also understood clearly that knowing there was a ghost in the coffin, this was the right choice.
“Okay.” Lin Qian didn’t refuse.
“1”
“2”
“3! Pull!”
The two pulled hard, and a piercing sound rang out as the coffin slowly revealed a gap.
Yang Jian and Lin Qian’s eyes lit up immediately. It was working!
But the next moment, the coffin shook. Lin Qian retreated two steps, and Yang Jian was directly lifted up. The crowbar flew out and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Lin Qian frowned tightly. “Still can’t open it?”
Yang Jian’s face was grave as he looked at Lin Qian. “Did you see it?”
“See what?” Lin Qian was puzzled.
Yang Jian stared at the coffin. Just now, when the coffin had a gap opened, his Ghost Eye saw ten pitch-black fingers tightly grabbing the coffin inside.
He told Lin Qian about this.
Lin Qian’s eyes immediately darkened.
“The ghost inside doesn’t want the coffin opened?” Yang Jian pondered for a long time and reached this conclusion.
Lin Qian didn’t speak. Whether it was the ghost that didn’t want the coffin opened or the Ghost Controller who didn’t, he knew clearly.
The two stood by the coffin, staring at each other.
“I previously guessed that there are two ghosts inside the village, and both are related to this coffin.”
Yang Jian stared at Lin Qian, wanting to verify his answer from the other.
But at this moment, Lin Qian was thinking about how to get the person in the coffin out.
Did he really have to recreate the scene from the original work, where the other would only come out in a crisis?
The problem was, now because of his appearance, the balance wouldn’t be broken.
He controlled three ghosts. Even if Zhang Han and the other two died, the Ghost Messenger Suppression Quota would only reach five.
He had three ghosts, Yang Jian one, and Feng Quan in the coffin two—adding up to six.
The Suppression Quota would be exactly one over.
Seeing no response from Lin Qian, Yang Jian frowned slightly. The current situation was too eerie.
This person in front of him was certain there was a ghost in the coffin. He hadn’t fully believed it before, but just now he saw it with his own eyes.
“Are you sure that as long as we open this coffin, we can handle this Supernatural Event?” Yang Jian asked.
Lin Qian’s train of thought was interrupted, and he looked up. “What did you just say?”
Yang Jian’s mouth twitched, and he repeated the words again.
Hearing this, Lin Qian nodded. “I can confirm it.”
“Basis.” Yang Jian said.
Since you’re so sure, then provide the basis. He wouldn’t risk his life on a mere guess.
“Basis?”
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian strangely. “Do you think you still have a choice?”
“You must deal with the ghost in the coffin. Even if handling it doesn’t end this Supernatural Event, you still have to.”
Hearing this, Yang Jian fell silent. The other was right.
Even if the ghost in the coffin wasn’t the core ghost of this Supernatural Event, he still had to deal with it.
Who knew if, while he was dealing with another ghost, this one would come out?
To avoid danger, he had to deal with the ghost in the coffin no matter what.
The other was right; he had no choice.
But Yang Jian still had his own plans. Lin Qian wasn’t trustworthy.
“What you say is not wrong, but your goal is too obvious.”
“Your purpose is clearly to open the coffin. Leaving aside whether opening the coffin is to handle this Supernatural Event.”
“Just say, if opening the coffin releases the ghost inside and makes things more dangerous here, what then?”
Yang Jian’s mind was racing.
He couldn’t act recklessly. Once he was reckless and careless, he would die.
“So, what do you mean?”
“Tell me everything you know about here.” Yang Jian stared fixedly at Lin Qian. His information was too little.
That woman named Sun Li Hong gave him very little information.
“Everything?” Lin Qian’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this.
“You just saw it too. The coffin can’t be opened. With just the two of us, even using Supernatural, we couldn’t open it. In this situation, even more people would be the same.”
“But I have a way to open it.” Yang Jian said confidently.
He could try using Ghost Domain to forcibly open the coffin.
Hearing this, Lin Qian pondered, then nodded. He knew what Yang Jian’s method was, but he didn’t think Yang Jian could succeed.
If it were just an ordinary coffin, Yang Jian opening it with Ghost Domain would be no difficulty, but this wasn’t ordinary—it was a Ghost Coffin, a coffin that could incubate a Fierce Ghost.
But Lin Qian planned to give it a try.
If it didn’t work, he’d have to find a way to recreate the scene from the original work.
Having decided, Lin Qian sorted out the situation here in his mind and spoke:
“I don’t know much about the situation here.”
“There are two ghosts here. I knew that from the moment I entered this Spirit Hall.”
“At that time, I tried to open the coffin and failed, so I knew there was definitely something in the coffin.”
“The two ghosts in the village: one makes coughing sounds, the other doesn’t.”
“I observed that every time the ghost starts killing, the coughing sound appears, attracting us.”
“Just like you guessed before, one ghost here is dispersing us, one is aggregating us.”
“But I’m not sure which ghost is killing and which is gathering us.”
“Also can’t determine if it’s the ghost in the coffin killing or the one outside.”
“But I can confirm that the killing ghost only attacks lone Ghost Controllers. That ghost is targeting the ghosts on the Ghost Controllers.”
“I understood this killing pattern when I saw that person named He Sheng die.”
Hearing this, Yang Jian was startled. “You saw He Sheng die?”
Lin Qian’s eyes moved slightly. “I saw it, and I saw that ghost too. I tried to detain it but failed. Then Zhang Yiming came, and the ghost disappeared.”
Yang Jian’s expression fluctuated.
“Zhang Yiming didn’t suspect you at the time?”
Yang Jian asked this, but quickly regretted it.
Suspect?
Suspect what?
He Sheng’s ghost?
How could Lin Qian, who was clean, hide a ghost?
“Pretend I didn’t say that.” Yang Jian said.
Lin Qian didn’t mind either.
“So, all this intelligence is what you learned after entering the village?”
“Why did you go straight into the Spirit Hall then?”
Yang Jian continued to ask.
The information the other had was only a bit more than his guesses.
Although the other knew earlier than him and the others, it wasn’t useful.
“When a place is confirmed to have a Supernatural Event, the most disharmonious spot there is definitely problematic.”
“Too coincidental—I just entered the village and someone died here. How could that be?”
“So, I immediately determined there was a ghost in the Spirit Hall.”
“Even if there wasn’t, confirming it would make this a safe place later.”
“First confirm if the most dangerous-looking place is safe; this directly eliminates many possibilities.”
Yang Jian: …
This person was much more decisive than him.
He could confirm that the other had touched the coffin as soon as he entered the Spirit Hall.
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian. “I’ve told you everything I know. You can start using your method to open the coffin now.”
Hearing this, Yang Jian looked deeply at Lin Qian, said nothing, and instead looked at the coffin.
The next moment, red light flickered, but soon Yang Jian’s expression changed. “How is that possible!”
The coffin showed no change.
Lin Qian’s gaze was calm. As expected, it couldn’t be opened.
With Yang Jian’s current Ghost Domain Strength, wanting to open this coffin was simply wishful thinking.
Even though Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain was famous for its high invasion strength and fast spread speed.
But the other’s Fierce Ghost Revival degree wasn’t high, and the strength was very weak.
“Still no good?”
Lin Qian exhaled. Truth and lies mixed together; after talking for so long, he still hadn’t gotten the result he wanted.
He was somewhat disappointed.
Yang Jian’s expression fluctuated.
His method had failed.
What a joke!
“Looks like we can only replicate the situation from the original work.”
Lin Qian touched his chin and walked toward outside the Spirit Hall.
“Where are you going?” Yang Jian quickly asked.
“To see if there’s a method to open the coffin.” Lin Qian waved his hand. “You stay here. It’s still quite safe here for now.”
“If you deal with the ghost in the coffin, you can try to detain it.”
With that, Lin Qian disappeared outside the door.
Yang Jian’s mouth twitched slightly, but he knew Lin Qian was telling the truth.
The Spirit Hall was very safe currently.
Because one ghost here targeted ghosts. If alone, it would be attacked—not targeting people, but ghosts.
From the news he got from Lin Qian, he already knew this. Although Lin Qian hadn’t said it explicitly, it was obvious.
“What a bold guy. Knowing that being alone means death, yet daring to go out alone.”
Yang Jian didn’t know if the other was confident in his strength or for other reasons.
Looking at the night outside, he didn’t know what had happened to Zhang Han and the others.
Yang Jian leaned against the coffin and sat down, thinking about some things.
Outside the Spirit Hall.
