255 Yang Jian’s Determination
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Actually, if he didn’t look into the eyes of this little thing, Yang Jian thought that purely in terms of appearance, this Second Stage Ghost Infant was quite cute.
“It’s really not easy to deal with this thing blocking the door, and there’s no way to get around it from somewhere else. If I accidentally touch it, that would be troublesome. Then I’d be forced to use the power of a fierce ghost again, which wouldn’t be worth it.”
After staring deeply into the eyes of the Ghost Infant for a moment, Yang Jian suddenly grabbed a chair from beside the living room.
With a forceful toss.
“Bang~!”
A loud noise sounded as the heavy chair smashed directly onto the Ghost Infant, sending it flying into the pitch-black room.
“That’s really cruel.” Yang Jian felt ashamed of his violent methods. If this scene were to be exposed online, he would definitely be verbally lynched the next time he stepped outside.
After waiting for a while.
The Ghost Infant still hadn’t come out, and there was no movement in the room, which made him feel a bit awkward.
Didn’t this thing have any temper at all? He had gone so far and it still didn’t show any reaction?
No helping it.
If it wouldn’t come out, he would have to go in. After all, he had already cleared the way.
Yang Jian walked in and saw a dismembered corpse. The style of the clothing was somewhat familiar, which made him slightly vigilant. If the Zhang Liqin he was supposed to meet had died here, then who was the person that had just sent him a text message?
Could it be a trap?
A trap laid by a fierce ghost to lure and kill him?
At this thought, Yang Jian instantly felt a chill surge up from his feet, spreading throughout his body.
To quickly ascertain this fact, he hurriedly searched around the corpse.
He was looking for the head that had remained with the body, to identify the identity of the deceased.
Soon.
Yang Jian saw a head by the bedside table, rolled into a corner.
Incomplete, bloodied, and blurred.
He wasn’t afraid of a Dead Man’s Head but simply reached out to fiddle with it, turning the face of the head on the ground face up.
“Who in the hell is this?” Yang Jian frowned.
But the face was unrecognizable, features missing, the skin peeled back, soaked in blood. Not only him, but even this person’s own mother wouldn’t be able to recognize them.
As he was trying to identify who the head belonged to, there was a flicker of light from a cellphone at the other end of the room, in the direction of the balcony.
Flashing on and off.
Despite the dimness shrouded by gloom, it was still very conspicuous.
“Is there someone on the balcony?”
Yang Jian immediately stood up and walked towards the balcony.
Having stayed here for so long without incident, the possibility of a trap was likely non-existent; perhaps he had just been scaring himself, being overly suspicious.
With the presence of the Ghost Infant, other supernatural occurrences were unlikely to happen. Even if they did, the Hungry Ghost would have dealt with them.
Yang Jian arrived at the balcony and took a look.
A blinding light immediately shone onto his face, causing him to squint involuntarily and take a step back subconsciously.
Before he could recover, a figure quickly stood up from the corner, flung itself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and started to sob softly, their whole body trembling uncontrollably from excessive fear.
Yang Jian felt the warm, mature body in his arms and looked at Zhang Liqin’s haggard and fearful expression. Without a word, he picked her up horizontally and quickly left the room.
As he passed by the corpse, he glanced at it.
The silhouette of a child stood within the gloom, still eerily watching this place.
It was separated from Zhang Liqin by only a wall.
Yang Jian really felt admiration for this woman. In such a desperate situation, she had managed to survive for two or three days, which would have been enough to break a normal person.
But…
Feeling the trembling and fear emanating from the woman’s body, he guessed that a considerable psychological shadow had formed, much like Jiang Yan before. Aside from the time she spent living with him, Jiang Yan dared not sleep without the lights on. Even during the day, she would turn on every possible light in the house.
The departure went smoothly, as having confirmed the situation of the place, Yang Jian could act more boldly.
Throughout the entire journey, Zhang Liqin did not utter a single word—perhaps her past experience had taught her that remaining calm and silent was crucial to survival in the face of supernatural events.
He tossed the woman into the passenger side of the car, and Yang Jian started the vehicle, preparing to leave.
Since the Ghost Infant had appeared here, the normal assumption would be that there was not just one. A single Second Stage Ghost Infant wouldn’t have been able to turn a neighborhood into this state.
Just as Yang Jian was about to leave, a woman suddenly darted from somewhere and desperately blocked the car, terribly frightened.
“I’ve seen you, you’re one of the spirit controllers who entered and exited the gymnasium. I’m a reporter, please save me, take me with you. I saw what happened just now. If you could save that woman, you can definitely save me too…”
The woman frantically banged on the car window, hoping that Yang Jian would take her with him.