Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Dachang City.

A red beam of light stretched across half the city, like a comet striking the moon, and plummeted straight towards an old residential area.

Standing in Yang Jian's ghost domain, Link discovered that Yang Jian seemed to have truly reached a high level of power this time, as the speed at which the ghost domain transformed into a rainbow had surpassed the speed of sound.

This is a good thing.

Such vengeful spirits, which are conscious and intelligent, can only be imprisoned swiftly before they obtain other pieces of the vengeful spirit puzzle; otherwise, the consequences will be dire.

In the original story, the newspaper ghost only stole Tong Qian's ghost smile face, and successfully infiltrated the headquarters through laughter, thus altering Zhao Jianguo's perception.

Zhao Jianguo secretly released ghost messengers, almost wiping out the entire training base in Dajing City.

"arrive."

Yang Jian reminded him without turning his head.

The next moment, the two of them were on solid ground.

The surrounding environment was exactly as Link had "seen," with the walls covered in a combination of old newspapers and human faces.

An old newspaper with bloodstains visible at the corners was unfolded, completely obscuring the face of the figure on the sofa.

The red light emanating from Yang Jian's Ghost Eye did not dissipate; instead, it rapidly began to expand, attempting to imprison the Newspaper Ghost within the Ghost Domain.

"Splash..."

A sudden gust of cold wind blew in from nowhere, lifting up all the old newspapers in the room, which then fluttered and danced in the air.

Faces appeared on the old newspapers, men and women, young and old, kind and fierce, joyful and despairing, rising and falling in this small space, staging a scene of all kinds of people in the world.

Yang Jian looked at the faces inside, some of which were even his neighbors.

It's hard to imagine how many innocent people the newspaper ghost attacked and how many memories it altered during this period.

Yang Jian had no time to appreciate this terrifying and bizarre scene. To his astonishment, he discovered that the old newspapers had been quietly covered in bright red blood, which his ghost eyes could not see through, and even his ghost domain could not expand any further.

If the Ghost Domain cannot be expanded, then there is no way to increase its strength.

The room was slowly disappearing, replaced by a vast, desolate area.

Blood-red newspapers rained down on Yang Jian and Linke, the faces on them writhing eerily as if to change their appearances and start a new life.

"This newspaper really does suppress my ghost eyes."

Yang Jian's gaze was cold, but he remained calm.

He has teammates!

The shadow beneath Yang Jian's feet churned and boiled like liquid, extending towards the newspaper ghost. At the same time, a ghostly blue light, like that of the universe, flashed, forcefully covering the newspaper ghost's ghostly domain. Not satisfied with that, it then encompassed the entire old neighborhood.

It's Link's Ghost Realm.

The living room was still the same living room, except that it had an added layer of dark blue filter, and occasionally a bluish-black mist would rise up, blowing the flying blood-red newspapers away.

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

Link's voice was completely flat, like the whispers of a ghost in the night. There was no white in his eyes anymore. If he were in the outside world, he would definitely be able to stop a child from crying.

He saw the source of the flying blood-red newspaper: an old newspaper stained with blood, and recorded the supernatural events within it.

"It has suppressive power, but it's not very strong, only at the level of B-grade terror, but it can kill the Ghost Eye."

"Great supernatural power, now it's mine."

Blood-soaked old newspapers, devoid of human faces, flew out from around Link and tangled with the newspaper ghost's face-shaped newspapers. Although they couldn't exchange blows, they effectively stopped the face-shaped newspapers from suppressing the headless ghost.

The headless ghostly figure rapidly approached and enveloped the figure holding the newspaper.

With a whoosh, the humanoid black shadow disintegrated, leaving behind only a blood-stained newspaper and a human face that was rapidly rotting and stinking.

"They even have a body double?"

Yang Jian's expression was very unpleasant. His ghost eyes were affected by the old newspaper, and he was relying entirely on his senses to find the true form of the vengeful ghost.

Fortunately, with the blood-stained old newspaper falling to the ground, there was nothing left in the room to suppress the Ghost Eye's Ghost Domain.

"Hmph, trying to escape? Did I say you could leave?"

Everything in the Ghost Realm was within Link's perception. He spotted the figure quietly approaching the doorway, and with a cold smile, removed the golden glove from his right arm, raising the withered, dead arm and waving it around:

"Newspaper ghost, come here, come here..."

The newspaper ghost paused, then slowly turned around to face Link.

It was still resisting the ghostly hand that was summoning people, its body trembling slightly, refusing to take a step forward.

Only then did the two of them see what the newspaper ghost looked like: it was tall, and its face, where facial features should have been, was smooth, with only large patches of skin covered in fine wrinkles.

Link did not risk reviving the Hand of Recruiters by increasing his investment in supernatural powers.

"Yang Jian, get it."

The thought that he had actually called such an ugly man "Dad" filled Yang Jian with a nameless rage.

From the large shadow beneath the newspaper ghost's feet, a tall, headless ghostly figure stood up, like a couple deeply in love, embracing each other and quickly merging into one.

"Bang"

The newspaper ghost lay on the ground, like a lifeless corpse.

It was suppressed by the headless ghost.

A vengeful ghost, destined to shake up the future of China and even the entire world, fell in the beginner village.

If the newspaper ghost could talk, it would be very aggrieved:

What to do when two ghosts knock on the door while you're reading the newspaper at home?

"It's done. Its level of terror isn't high, only C-level. It can control people and has many ways to escape."

Yang Jian sensed that the resistance emanating from this body was not strong. With a solemn expression, he picked up the golden body bag, put the body inside, and sealed it tightly.

Link investigated the humans in the ghost realm one by one and discovered a sad thing: half of the people in this community had died, and it was unknown how many of the remaining half had been affected by the newspaper ghost's supernatural influence.

With a heavy heart, Link retracted the azure ghost domain and immediately put on a golden glove for his right hand.

The room, which was already poorly maintained, became a complete mess, with piles of rotting, stinking dead faces, making it feel like a slaughterhouse.

Link glanced at Yang Xiao's portrait and the photo of Yang Jian with his mother, and suggested, "This house is uninhabitable. Take the important things with you, and ask Captain Liu to send someone over to clean it up later."

Yang Jian nodded, found a plastic bag, put the photos away, and called Jiang Yan to ask her to come pick them up.

He then put away the blood-stained old newspaper, recalling the desperate experience of the attack, and solemnly said, "This newspaper was terrible; at that time, I felt that it was going to take everything away from me."

Link knew, of course, that the supernatural power of the bloodstained old newspaper could turn a ghost tamer into an outcast, but he had no intention of taking it for himself.

The apprentice ghost was already on the path to heaven, walking along the gate; why should he steal the path from others?

As the two walked down the stairs, they could always smell a faint stench of decay.

Yang Jian thought of the faces of his neighbors that he had seen in the newspaper earlier, and silently thought that these people were probably all dead.

A single vengeful ghost can turn a once vibrant neighborhood into a death zone.

An era where vengeful ghosts have resurrected is too hopeless.

"According to the rules, the ghosts here are yours. You can use them to experiment and explore. I won't be a third wheel in front of you and Jiang Yan."

Link hailed a taxi on the roadside and returned to Guanjiang Community alone.

On the way, Yan Li called:

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Wang Xiaoqiang, the chairman of Xiaoqiang Club, has invited you to visit. He must have seen the video of me killing Wang Yue."

Link scoffed: "If you're going to admit your mistakes so arrogantly, you might as well not admit them at all, just wash your neck and wait to die."

Wang Xiaoqiang is a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong, a good-for-nothing who just loafs around and waits to die. What a waste of that ghost skeleton.

Instead of taking it, let's use it to benefit more ordinary people.