100 The Terror of Human Skin Paper.
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Actually, in the village, aside from Yang Jian who didn’t die.
Zhang Han also did not die.
He had come prepared, having placed a suitcase in the car.
It was custom-made, of course, from gold.
It was just too heavy and inconvenient to carry, which is why he left it in the car as a backup.
When the village began to change, he immediately hid inside the suitcase, although curling up in such a cramped space was agonizing, almost unbearable.
But Zhang Han was even more aware that once he left the suitcase, he would undoubtedly die.
From the beginning to the end, he had heard footsteps approaching his vicinity at least three times.
The closest time, he even heard something touching the suitcase.
“I wonder if that lunatic Yang Jian is dead or not, he really dared to play, to release a Ghost Shadow by hand, trying to break this terrifying stalemate… However, judging from the results, it doesn’t seem very significant. If it were effective, I wouldn’t have encountered ghosts passing by three times,”
Zhang Han thought silently to himself.
At this moment he really wanted to smoke a cigarette, stretch, and then sleep.
But he didn’t dare.
“The state I’m in now isn’t much better than death, at most after one or two more days I will either die from hunger or thirst; survival is impossible,”
“At most, I’ll wait another half a day. I must take the risk and leave here; I can’t keep dragging this on,”
Zhang Han resolved in his heart.
However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed a thread of red light seeping through the crack of the suitcase.
Although weak.
Yet this red light was exceptionally conspicuous in the pitch-black environment.
“Light? Could something have changed in the village?”
Zhang Han was somewhat shocked and eager to go out and see.
If there truly was a turning point, he now had the chance to survive.
However, just as he was about to put this thought into action.
Suddenly, the footsteps that had previously left, reappeared.
Zhang Han’s complexion changed drastically, and he immediately dismissed the idea of going out to look.
Only this time, it was not a ghost that appeared near Zhang Han, but… Yang Jian.
Yes, it was Yang Jian.
He had emerged from the body bag, but he was glowing with a red light, indicating he had once again entered the state of Ghost Domain.
In this state, he felt somewhat reassured.
“Five minutes, I’ve only got five minutes,” Yang Jian said, wielding his baton and moving forward.
However, as he proceeded, he once again paid attention to the village.
He suddenly realized that the number of villagers standing at the doors of their homes had greatly diminished.
Previously, he had noticed a villager standing in front of every house, but now, some houses no longer had their villagers.
An elderly woman, staggering, was eerily walking on the road at the entrance of the village, unlike the other motionless villagers, as if she alone was still active in the entire village at that moment.
“It’s the Headless Ghost Shadow I released, it’s having an effect,” Yang Jian’s eyes lit up.
As the number of villagers diminished, he noticed the darkness in the village gradually receding.
The darkness wasn’t as dense, feeling as if dawn was slowly breaking.
Looking back.
He didn’t know when it had started, but the previously vanished house had reappeared, with the ancestral hall still in the center of the main hall.
The black lacquered coffin was still there.
Exactly the same as before.
The white candles in the hall continued to burn, but in front of the ancestral hall, the portrait… turned into a blank space.
The man from the portrait seemed… to have disappeared.
But that was not of great concern, because now Yang Jian was certain that a certain balance in the village was being restored, and it should all be thanks to the Headless Ghost Shadow. It seems to have successfully found a suitable body for itself during these few days it roamed the village.
And the Headless Ghost’s new body surely contained other ghosts.
Perhaps those of the deceased He Sheng, Ye Jun, Ouyang Tian, or other village ghosts, or maybe something else.
But that wasn’t important.
“Giving up on seizing the Vicious Ghost inside Zhang Han, now it’s time to reclaim that Headless Ghost Shadow. No, I need to control the Headless Ghost Shadow. In exchange, you will receive the other ghosts within the Headless Ghost Shadow,” Yang Jian halted in his tracks, changing his mind.