Mysterious Revival

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Zhao Jianguo was shocked when he saw that corpse being carried out of the guard room by other ghost hunters.

"It’s just someone who looks the same, the identity of the ghost isn’t important anyway," Yang Jian said.

"That’s true," Zhao Jianguo quickly settled down.

Looking at the rusty coffin nail on the corpse’s head, it could be inferred from the previous communications that this was a very important object for restraining the fierce ghost.

Without it, there was simply no way to deal with this Hungry Ghost.

"I haven’t touched the body, nor do I want to. I’m handing it over to you today and I hope that in the future no one will disturb it."

Yang Jian stood up and said calmly, "This thing’s Terror Level is beyond your imagination. Don’t try to do anything with it under the pretext of research. The best outcome is to seal it in a box forever."

"I’ll also talk to Wang Xiaoming about this. I have no objections to him researching other ghosts; this thing is not something he can handle. If it breaks free again, there’s probably no one in this world who can deal with it. Its complexity is high; it’s a conglomeration of fierce ghosts, and the experiences in dealing with other fierce ghosts are useless against it."

"Moreover... there are many terrifying aspects of it that have not yet been revealed. I managed to restrain it by being crafty. If it’s possible, I hope we never encounter this ghostly thing again."

Without the special existence of the Coffin Nail, any ghost hunter would be lucky to protect themselves in front of this ghost, let alone confront it.

"Yang Jian, rest assured, we’ll handle the rest. And with us here, even if this thing truly awakens, we will be able to resolve it," a ghost hunter proclaimed.

Yang Jian’s expression changed as he looked at the man: "Just by what you said, I can tell you truly know nothing. If this thing actually wakes up, you all are going to die."

"Yang Jian, although we recognize that this thing is difficult to deal with, it’s not to the extent that there’s no one in the world who can handle it, as you say. You’ve contributed a lot this time, and we respect you for that, but that doesn’t mean you can belittle us at will. Frankly, among us here, any one of us could be considered one of the top ghost hunters in the country.

With teamwork, resolving an S-level terror incident isn’t difficult," the man said gravely.

"Can’t even get into Dachang City, but still considers themselves top ranked," Yang Jian replied indifferently. "I think you’re ranked at the top for bragging."

The man instantly felt displeased, "Putting aside other matters, at the very least we are your seniors. We gave up our own tasks to come to support you, a newcomer. Can’t you show a bit more respect?"

"I’m just reminding you all to understand the severity of this matter. This thing isn’t like the minor spooks you’re used to handling. I’ve done what I needed to do; I don’t want any issues now that I’m handing it over. If you still approach this matter with the same attitude you had for previous supernatural events, then that’s just naive."

Yang Jian said calmly, "Just the dark clouds shrouding the city alone have cut off all ghost hunter support. Think hard about what that implies. If this fierce ghost is released, it would be enough to top the current rankings of fierce ghosts, replacing that ’Ghost Call,’ and yet you think it’s not difficult to resolve this incident with a joint effort."

"If I had Professor Wang to plan, study patterns, plus that Coffin Nail, indeed this incident wouldn’t be difficult. I’m not boasting," the ghost hunter insisted. "I do have that confidence."

Yang Jian just smiled lightly, not arguing with the man any further.

Plans, Professor Wang’s plans were completely made by trial and error with human lives; the first contact had nearly wiped out the entire team. Now that all the mysteries were resolved, of course, it seemed easy.

People probably refer to armchair strategists like this man.

"Lucky you’re not in Dachang City," Yang Jian remarked before turning and walking away.

"Yang Jian, where are you going? There’s a lot more that needs your assistance," Zhao Jianguo said anxiously.

Yang Jian replied, "There’s nothing that requires my assistance. If you need help, go find Wang Xiaoming. I’m going to sleep."

"Then rest well, you’ve worked hard on this case."

Zhao Jianguo thought for a moment and realized Yang Jian had risked his life for dealing with this Hungry Ghost recently, so he refrained from saying anything more.

Yang Jian didn’t respond and soon left No. 7 Middle School on foot.

"Team Leader Zhao, has this Yang Jian always been this arrogant?"

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The ghost hunter who had spoken earlier, Guo Fan, frowned slightly, "He doesn’t follow orders, doesn’t accept discipline. Having such a person as a ghost hunter in charge of Dachang City will become a hidden danger sooner or later."

"Enough, spare me your comments."

Zhao Jianguo scolded, "Yang Jian is right, this incident is not that simple. It’s not an ordinary paranormal event, if it were so easily resolved, it would have been dealt with long ago and wouldn’t have dragged on until now. I know far more than you do, there are some secrets that cannot be spoken of. You all should have some understanding of this.

Moreover, whether Yang Jian might become a hidden danger is not for you to judge."

"I know some of you feel uneasy because Yang Jian handled this paranormal incident alone, earned tremendous merit, became world-famous, and you’re not happy about it. But no matter how unhappy you are, you can’t show it."

"Is the corpse taken care of?"

After finishing, he changed the subject and spoke again.

"Team Leader Zhao, the corpse has been handled. The containment process went smoothly with no unexpected incidents, it seems Yang Jian has confined the ghost very strictly," another ghost handler said.

Zhao Jianguo glanced over and saw that the corpse was wrapped in gold foil like a mummy, and also bound with golden cords, tied with death knots, before finally being placed inside a golden box.

The thick box was bulletproof; escape from within was an absolute impossibility.

"Very well, weld the box shut, prepare to transport it back, and be extra careful on the way. Some foreign forces have infiltrated the areas around Dachang City; some have ill intentions towards us, hoping we fail to solve the Hungry Ghost event. So be extremely vigilant," Zhao Jianguo instructed again.

"The rest of you, follow me to patrol Dachang City; the minister is waiting for our safety report."

Of course, Yang Jian’s reason for rushing back was not to sleep.

But because he was worried that Wang Xiaoming might take advantage of his absence to move his Ghost Mirror. After all, Wang Xiaoming had seen the Ghost Mirror.

Of course, Zhang Wei, Zhang Xiangu, had seen it too.

But they were normal people, avoiding it as much as they could, where would they know the value of the Ghost Mirror. But with Wang Xiaoming’s intellect, he definitely understood the value of the Ghost Mirror.

If he were to steal and run off with it, getting it back would be problematic, especially since this fellow once dared to tamper with the paranormal incident archives and conceal all key information for the sake of a Ghost Coffin.

"Although the Ghost Mirror is no longer of use to me, it still has the ability to resurrect others, which is crucial. Besides, there are other deeper aspects that have not yet been unearthed. There’s definitely some other intent for this object to be deliberately placed in that room a hundred years ago," Yang Jian thought.

As Yang Jian pondered, he used the power of the Ghost Domain and returned directly to his residential complex.

By then, lights had been turned on in the complex, the generator was rumbling continuously, several armored vehicles were parked around, and specialized personnel were on guard.

Yang Jian saw Wang Xiaoming being escorted out of the safe house.

He looked extremely haggard and pale; it seemed he had not had an easy few days.

"Yang Jian, you did a great job this time. On behalf of Professor Wang and the citizens of Dachang City, I thank you. If it weren’t for you, this incident could have spiraled out of control," said Li Jun, the resolute-looking special forces team leader, as he was the first to notice Yang Jian’s sudden appearance and approached him with respect.

"No need for such courtesy," Yang Jian said.

"Yang Jian, thank goodness you’re alive, I was so worried about you," Jiang Yan exclaimed, running over to him in ecstatic surprise.

Yang Jian said, "Don’t come near me, why do you reek so strongly of feces?"

Jiang Yan stopped in her tracks, embarrassed, "It’s all because of that Zhang Wei; he had diarrhea and sprayed feces everywhere in the safe house. It was disgusting; the whole place stank."

"How did he wipe his butt then?" Yang Jian thought of the human skin paper.

He couldn’t have used it, could he?

"How would I know?" Jiang Yan said.

Yang Jian said, "I’ll go ask him. You should go wash up. Dachang City is now safe, and for some time to come, there won’t be any paranormal events."

The Hungry Ghost incident had caused quite a stir, and though the aftermath was severe, it had one benefit.

That is, other paranormal events were inadvertently resolved by the Hungry Ghost as well.