Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

"These people have no shadows? Are they all ghost slaves?"

Yang Jian observed the crowd ahead and discovered a chilling truth, which sent a shiver down his spine even in the middle of summer.

There was a huge crowd of people ahead, far more than the students from No. 7 Middle School.

Strangely, their heads were clearly disproportionate to their body size.

A heavily pregnant body topped with the head of an old woman with white hair; a slender female body topped with the head of a middle-aged man with a chubby face and a buzz cut...

"Well, based on experience, it's probably beyond saving."

Link glanced at the already restless crowd and quickly said, "This ghost and your headless ghost are pieces of a puzzle, and they should have also escaped from the Furen Shopping Mall. I went in to investigate just now. Its killing pattern is to seize a living body, that is, to kill anyone it sees, but this process requires a shadow as a medium."

Furthermore, its attacks target the level of consciousness, so when imprisoning it, try to avoid contact, even its shadow should not get near it.

"Fortunately, it didn't attack us while we were inside the Phu-in Shopping Mall."

Yang Jian was very fortunate that the environment inside the mall was dim that day, so their shadows were not reflected.

"Based on your intelligence, I think we can use Ghost Domain to find it and nail it down?"

"That's right, see that dark shape? That's its true form."

Eight cracks appeared on Yang Jian's body, and his ghostly eyes, emitting a red glow, darted around uneasily, scanning the crowd for any unusual activity. He quickly spotted a dark figure moving across the ground.

Correspondingly, each movement is accompanied by a noticeable pause.

"My body is rotting again."

"My body is rotting again..."

A monotone voice rose and fell among the crowd. The ghostly figure was cunning, its controller appearing and disappearing, making it impossible to pinpoint its location.

At the same time, these ghost slaves were also approaching the two of them. In the midst of their chaotic footsteps, some of their heads fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The voices of men, women, young and old rang out one after another:

Give me your body.

"Give me your body..."

"I see. Every time it moves, it pauses for about a second, which is enough for me to pin it down."

Yang Jian's eyes gleamed with anticipation, but he restrained himself, took out his phone from his pocket, recorded a video, and sent it to headquarters.

"Liu Xiaoyu, report to Zhao Jianguo that I have encountered a major paranormal event in which tens of thousands of people have died. If you want me to imprison it, give me three red ghost candles first. I will only give you five minutes. After five minutes, I will drive away and get far away from Dachang City."

The headquarters' actions of discarding its former employees after they have served their purpose have already caused disastrous consequences.

The most obvious thing is that Yang Jian is currently very insecure and will only make a move if he gets something in return.

Liu Xiaoyu was startled by the content of the video and immediately sought out Zhao Jianguo.

"Yang Jian, I have a general understanding of the situation, but I'm sorry, I don't have the authority to give you so many ghost candles. I will use private channels to send you mine and apply for commendation and benefits for you from your superiors."

Zhao Jianguo's voice was no longer as steady as before, but hoarse and weary: "This is a supernatural event no less terrifying than a ghost knocking on the door. Please do your best to stop the disaster from spreading."

Yang Jian was somewhat moved, but still said in a stiff tone, "I haven't joined the headquarters yet. The ownership of imprisoning the vengeful ghosts must be with me. If your conditions are not met, I will officially leave the headquarters."

"Okay, if you run into Link, please apologize to him for me. It's headquarters' fault for apologizing to him, but please ask him to remember that he is still the future head of headquarters."

Link's face remained expressionless: "No need. The headquarters' threshold is too high; a peasant like me can't possibly reach it."

In his opinion, although Tong Qian was useless, at least she was willing to step up when something happened.

Unlike the headquarters, she's even more incompetent than an incompetent husband.

They themselves handed the knife for regulating the civilian ghost tamers to these office commanders, but one by one they complained that the knife was too sharp and would hurt headquarters itself, so they broke the knife...

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianguo remained silent for a moment, then finally sighed:

"Well, good luck to you then, sigh..."

Putting away his phone, Yang Jian's body condensed into a blinding red light, which then rapidly expanded, enveloping the entire suburban area.

Surrounded by the crimson ghost realm, those people showed no fear or panic, but approached Link and Yang Jian in a daze and with blank expressions.

However, under Yang Jian's manipulation, they could never reach the two of them.

Yang Jian was somewhat lost in thought, sensing the peculiar shadow within the ghost realm.

Until one moment, the coffin nail in his hand disappeared and was nailed to the foot of an inconspicuous student behind the two of them.

The ghostly figure stealthily crept up behind the two of them. If they were not ghost tamers without a ghost domain, they would surely have been ambushed and killed.

A pitch-black shadow emerged from the ground and coalesced into the shape of a human head with complete facial features.

"boom"

With the source ghost suppressed, the supernatural power that supported these people's activities vanished instantly.

Some people remained standing, while others fell to the ground. They all had one thing in common: their heads had all been detached from their necks.

Heads with smooth necks rolled around on the ground, their gray eyes still holding a last trace of bewilderment.

"It's a success."

Yang Jian carefully placed the ghostly head, nailed with coffin nails, into the pure gold box, his face expressionless.

Despite his effortless actions and the fact that he even managed to extract a sum of money from headquarters, he couldn't feel happy at all.

Before him lay a horrific inferno, rapidly decaying and reeking of nauseating corpses.

"Liu Xiaoyu, arrange for someone to handle the scene; there are quite a few victims."

"So fast? Yang Jian, you're not exaggerating, are you? Feed..."

After reporting his work, Yang Jian had no time for arguing. He looked at Link and said with emotion, "I told you you had to kill people every day as soon as you opened your eyes. Look, so many have died now."

Link grinned and said, "Ghost tamers are all pretty much like jinxes. You and I are evenly matched. Don't think I don't know you still have the audio of the knocking ghost. Send me a copy when you get back, I'll keep it as a backup."

"That's why I don't like dealing with smart people."

Yang Jian's expression froze, and he stepped on the gas, sending the car speeding away into the distance.

Link glanced at the rotting corpses outside the window, sighed softly, and drove off to follow them.

……

Back at Guanjiang Residential Area, Lin Ke was preparing to inspect Secretary Qi's work when he discovered a man waiting outside the villa.

This man was dressed in a suit and tie, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth that made people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

But Link didn't like it; the look reminded him of Wang Xiaoqiang.

That pretentious and manipulative old bastard.

Upon seeing Link, the man approached with an even wider smile: "Mr. Link, hello. My name is Wang Zhixuan, and I am the manager of WeChat Moments in Dachang City. I am here today to invite you to join the WeChat Moments family."

As he spoke, Wang Zhixuan extended his palm, wanting to shake hands with Link.

Link ignored her and casually said, "The head of Dachang City? It seems your circle of friends has quite the ambition, daring to divide your influence according to the Ghost Riders headquarters."

Wang Zhixuan's smile remained unchanged. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said with self-satisfaction, "Mr. Link, as a newcomer to the paranormal circle, naturally has some unknowns. The establishment of the Friends Circle predates the establishment of the China Ghost Tamer Headquarters. Even the Ghost Tamer Headquarters, which is now at its peak, was mostly funded and established by the Friends Circle."

so……"

"So, those who advocate for my removal are just lackeys from your social circle, aren't they?"

Link showed no mercy, grabbing Wang Zhixuan by the neck with his right hand and lifting him high, coldly saying, "Although I don't care about the position of city manager, it is still mine, and you shouldn't touch it."

I'm giving you two choices: either die right now, or transfer one billion to my account.

"Hmph, Link, don't be so stubborn. As the manager, I'm not someone just some Tom, Dick, or Harry can mess with."

Wang Zhixuan, who should have been struggling to breathe, remained calm, his smile finally turning into a chilling murderous intent.

He is a ghost tamer, and a ghost tamer who commands two fierce ghosts.

This is extremely rare in the early stages of a paranormal resurgence.

I have condescended to invite Link today, purely out of consideration for the rarity and preciousness of precognitive demon tamers.

Wang Zhixuan's aura turned cold, and he raised a middle finger, trembling as he pointed it at Link's chest.

Compared to the other fingers on the hand, this middle finger appeared longer and more slender, with skin as white as porcelain. Its nearly five-centimeter-long nail was painted with red nail polish, clearly a ghost middle finger that had been cut off from a female ghost.

The Ghost Middle Finger carries a terrifying curse; anyone who comes into contact with it will rot and die within a day.

Even a vengeful ghost would be temporarily suppressed under this finger.

Link laughed, annoyed:

"You fucking dare to give me the middle finger?"

"Hiss-"

The twisted arc of electricity, like a python, coiled around Wang Zhixuan's body, recklessly emitting violent and eerie currents.

"I'm so hungry..."

Not only was the vengeful spirit on Wang Zhixuan silenced by the lightning strike, but he himself was also electrocuted, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and he lost control of his bladder and bowels.

He already had a faint stench of decay, and now, mixed with excrement and urine, it was even more nauseating.

With a look of disgust, Link threw Wang Zhixuan next to a trash can outside the green belt and said disdainfully, "Crushing you is no different than crushing an ant. I need to see two billion within a minute, or I'll take your ghost."

Wang Zhixuan's eyes still held a deep fear, and he hurriedly said:

"I...I'll transfer the money..."