Beside the stalled bus, an old leather ball rolled, and terrifying ghosts wandered nearby, with everything around shrouded within the Ghost Domain.

Just this time, many ghost tamers had died.

Yang Jian stood on a red supernatural weapon at the moment, avoiding the rolling ball on the ground while the ghost eyes were also spying around for any movements.

Despite the interference from the scary ghosts, his vision was not affected; because the Ghost Domain he displayed was much stronger than that of the ghosts. Only the balls rolling all over the place somewhat affected the next action, and it seemed these balls wouldn’t disappear anytime soon.

He checked the time.

It had only been just over three minutes since getting off the bus.

“If the balls are still on the ground in a few more minutes, I’ll handle them a bit. Can’t allow the ghosts to linger near the bus and affect my actions.” Yang Jian thought to himself.

But just at this moment.

The ghost eyes of Yang Jian caught sight of that same ghost tamer, who had previously fled into the county town to avoid the rolling balls on the ground, was now again risking everything, fleeing from the building in terror.

“The balls on the ground explode on contact; one touch means death. That ghost tamer knows this but still chooses to leave that building. It seems the danger inside is even more terrifying than outside. Only in such a case would he abandon staying in the town.”

But after leaving the building, the ghost tamer named Zhang Qi, despite trying his best to avoid the balls on the ground and even using supernatural power to clear away some, still in a panic accidentally touched one of the balls.

The ball immediately exploded, just like before.

Zhang Qi looked in horror at the foul, rancid liquid splattered all over one of his legs, realizing he had been hit.

No chance to struggle, his face turned ashen in an instant; he collapsed on the ground unconscious, dead on the spot.

“Dead?” Yang Jian frowned, finding this scene somewhat ridiculous.

The ghost tamer didn’t die in the county town but on the road, and this manner of death was self-inflicted.

However, what happened next quickly made Yang Jian understand why that ghost tamer named Zhang Qi was willing to risk death from the balls outside to escape that building.

At the building’s stairway, a chilling figure with a straight body slowly walked out. His face was covered with a piece of yellow paper that seemed to grow together with the skin and flesh, outlining the contours of facial features, especially the deeply recessed eye sockets.

“A ghost was chasing that ghost tamer from behind, no wonder he fled so desperately from that building…”

This thought just emerged, and next, after the first ghost with the face covered with yellow paper walked out of the stairway, a second ghost followed right after, and the second ghost looked like a female ghost judging by the red clothes, but her face was also covered with a piece of yellow paper, hiding her features, leaving only an outline visible.

And before Yang Jian could be even more surprised, the third, fourth, fifth … continuously ghosts walked out of that building, coming out in an endless stream.

In just a moment, the once quiet street of the county town became lively.

Those ghosts with faces covered in yellow paper gathered together, standing silently still.

The rolling balls struck the legs of these scary ghosts without causing any effect, and they did not break and explode, yet those balls unknown affected appeared deflated, losing their supernatural power, unable to explode.

“The supernatural power on the old leather balls is being deprived; is this the doing of these ghosts?”

Yang Jian’s face was grave; he seemed to see a slight undulation on the yellow paper pasted on one ghost’s face, as if it were breathing.

“What’s the situation over there? Why did the once empty street suddenly fill with so many people? Wait, those don’t look like living beings, damn it, are all those things ghosts?”

“What a joke? All are ghosts? The number alone could scare a person to death.”

“This isn’t an abandoned little town, it’s simply a ghost town. Our arrival has alarmed the ghosts; now all these ghosts have awakened; this time, we’re doomed, we’re all going to die here.”

This commotion instantly terrified those barely surviving ghost tamers; they had never seen such a scene, just one ghost causing a headache, let alone the dense pack of ghosts standing on the street.

Some indeed said the truth, the number alone could scare a person to death.

“Get on the bus, as long as we get on the bus and leave this place, we can still live.” A man with a decaying face shouted urgently.

“Yang Jian, start the bus quickly, otherwise, we’ll all die here. I refuse to believe a team leader like you can survive before such a number of ghosts.”

“Exactly, don’t wait for that damned woman. With your status and position, you could have any woman once outside; do you plan to lose your life here for her? Hurry up and leave, if not, it’ll be too late.”

These surviving ghost tamers were not weak in power, but facing such a scenario, they could only rage impotently, urging Yang Jian to start the bus and leave.

Because this was the only way.

After all, confronting such a number of ghosts was entirely unrealistic.

“Fools.”

Yang Jian said coldly: “The bus is currently stalled; whoever boards it dies. To start the bus, it must restart by itself. If you guys can make the bus restart, I wouldn’t mind driving it around a few circles for you.”

“You have a way to stall it, so you must have a way to start it. At this moment, don’t hold it back. Letting me live, I’ll serve you later. Even if it means calling you father.” The man with the decaying face said.

“I do not have sons like you. If you were in charge at headquarters, then I might be inclined to help you; but now, you’re on your own.” Yang Jian remained unmoved.

He had his own matters to attend to, and couldn’t change his plans for a few people.

“Damn, Yang Jian, you’re really something else, driving us to this ghost place, killing us all. Had I known this, I’d have already taken out a few of your family members.”

Under such life-and-death pressure, the man finally lost his composure, hurling abuses at Yang Jian.

The others also harbored deep hatred towards Yang Jian.

If it weren’t for Yang Jian closing the bus doors, and not allowing them to get off at the real-world stop, none of these would have happened.

“I haven’t made a move against you all; consider it as letting you off the hook. Don’t think I don’t know what crimes forced you onto this bus. In my eyes, leaving you here is actually a good thing. Otherwise, if you stir up trouble outside, it will cause big problems sooner or later.”

Yang Jian wasn’t angry, looking at them as if he were looking at the dead.

These people started to swear even more harshly after hearing that.

“Yang Jian, since you refuse to restart the bus and intend to kill us here, then let’s all die together. I really can’t believe it, a captain from headquarters could survive in such a desperate situation.” The man with the rotten face gritted his teeth and said.

Yang Jian ignored their rants, not even considering them worth his attention, not even considering making a move.

“They’re starting to move.”

He frowned because he saw that the people with yellow paper covering their faces on the road had formed a terrifying mass, filling the entire street. Previously, they were just standing still without any abnormalities, but now these ghosts were starting to move.

With stiff bodies, they silently walked towards the supernatural bus.

The terrifying figures blocked all paths.

Every step the ghosts with yellow paper took, a nearby area of rolling balls withered away, and the surrounding Ghost Domain retreated with them.

This sense of oppression is unparalleled. Even if an individual ghost isn’t very dangerous, gathering like this is enough to crush any captain from headquarters.

Even someone like Sister Hong, a ghost handler from the Republic of China Period, needed the bus to assist her to dare to go deep into this area.

“When the bus restarts and ignites, I must stay on the bus; otherwise, I’ll be in danger too.”

Yang Jian’s expression was grave; indeed, earning money from Sister Hong was not easy, it required risking life and limb.

Amidst the surge of ghosts with yellow paper coming from all directions, deep in the county city, Sister Hong, wearing striking high heels, gracefully approached a nondescript building.

This building looked inconspicuous in the county, except for its double red doors.

The red paint on these wooden doors had peeled off due to time, leaving behind many strange marks: bite marks, claw prints, hinting at its past.

Fortunately, the doors remained intact, with even the locks untouched.

The bronze lock looked familiar, resembling the lock in front of the room in that ancient house, though they weren’t the same.

Sister Hong took out a key from her qipao and opened the lock on the door.

With a creaky sound.

The old red wooden door opened, revealing darkness inside.

Without hesitation, Sister Hong walked in.

As she entered, flickering lights suddenly illuminated the inside.

Under the lights, rows of old-fashioned wooden beds appeared, all occupied by corpses dressed in Republic of China Period attire, with their faces also covered with yellow paper.

However, Sister Hong’s arrival did not disturb those lying on the beds with yellow paper on their faces.

Because those lying on the beds weren’t ghosts, but living people, all trapped in sleep, only removable yellow paper could awaken them.

But with everyone caught in their slumber, no one to remove the yellow paper for them, it meant these people would sleep on forever.

Sister Hong’s arrival broke this balance; her eyes flickered, and she reached out to tear off one of the yellow papers.

The yellow paper revealed the face of a young woman, looking around seventeen or eighteen years old.

The next moment, the young woman opened her eyes as if resurrected.

Sister Hong had a trace of joy on her face, but it quickly faded.

The woman opened her mouth as if to speak, but the next moment, she began to crumble at an incredible speed, finally disappearing completely, leaving nothing behind.

The yellow paper can lead one into deep sleep, maintaining life for a long time, but the woman seemed to have slept for too long. Without the yellow paper, although she awoke, her body couldn’t maintain its pre-sleep state and directly died again.

“Did I fail?”

Sister Hong murmured, reaching out as if to save the woman on the bed, but there was nothing she could do.

Yet she looked at the others: “I don’t believe not everyone can wake up, even if only a few will do…”

Unwilling, she moved to another wooden bed, where a young man lay, also trapped in a sleep, displayed here like a corpse for nearly a century.

She tore off the second yellow paper.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, waking up, seeing Sister Hong by the flickering light: “Zhang Youhong, how long have I slept?”

Long years seemed but a moment to him.

Sister Hong was about to respond when the terrifying phenomenon occurred again.

The man’s body began to crumble at an alarming speed, just like the first woman, though he lasted a bit longer.

But, still, there was no reversing the decay.

The second man vanished in astonishment.

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