Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

Yang Jian's expression turned serious.

He Sheng and Ouyang Tian were powerless against the murderer and died tragically.

If he and Xiao Yuan make the wrong choice and deal with the sick ghost, allowing the murderous ghost to go unchecked, the situation will become even more serious.

Nevertheless, Yang Jian did not intend to think about it; he would leave such matters to Xiao Yuan.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze shifted between the portrait and the coffin.

"The face in the portrait looks somewhat like Ouyang Tian, ​​so it's more likely he's the murderer." Li Zhuiyuan quickly made his judgment.

Dark eyes and bluish-black skin appeared instantly as he walked towards the portrait.

A scarlet ghost eye emerged from Yang Jian's forehead, following closely behind.

The moment they moved, the young man in the portrait smiled.

As soon as the eerie, sinister smile appeared, the lights on the ceiling dimmed rapidly.

The lights went out, and the moonlight falling from the starry sky was swallowed by the dense darkness, plunging the entire village into utter darkness.

Yang Jian immediately activated Ghost Domain, his body emitting red light that spread outwards.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, my ghost domain can't dispel the darkness in the village, and the expansion of the ghost domain has slowed down." Yang Jian said in a panic after discovering this.

Li Zhuiyuan calmly said, "It seems that ghost domains also have varying strengths. This means that the ghost domain in Huanggang Village is stronger than your ghost eye. Fortunately, the red light emitted by the ghost eye can provide us with a field of vision."

"The problem now is that the ghost in the portrait has disappeared."

Yang Jian looked up suddenly and found that the portrait was blank, and the young man with a strange smile had disappeared.

at the same time.

A narrow country road.

Three sports cars roared to life, moving at high speed.

The call continued inside the car.

Zhang Han's hesitant voice rang out: "Is it really okay for us to just leave like this?"

"What, you want to go back again?" Ye Jun sneered sarcastically, "That Li Zhuiyuan, he thinks he's something just because I called him 'Little Yuan Brother' a couple of times. If I could beat him, who would put up with that kid? You saw how horribly He Sheng and Ouyang Tian died. We didn't even know where the ghosts were before they were killed."

"And they took the ghosts from their bodies. Have those two ghosts come back to life?" Ye Jun's voice trembled. "Who knows how many ghosts are in the village now?"

Zhang Han quickly said, "Didn't you guys notice that Brother Yuan is particularly different? Brother Yuan's courage is undeniable; I haven't seen him show any fear since we entered the village. And he's the only one who knows how to draw maps and understand the terrain. We all agree with his theories about the vengeful ghost, don't we?"

"I have a feeling that Brother Xiaoyuan can really solve the paranormal events here. If we leave now, we'll miss our chance."

Zhang Yiming, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up: "Don't think about it too much. Once you decide to leave, there's no turning back. I will never set foot in this village again."

"etc!"

Zhang Yiming's voice changed abruptly, and the car braked suddenly, making a loud screeching sound.

"Holy crap! What are you doing, Zhang Yiming? I almost hit you!" Ye Jun cursed as he got out of the car.

Zhang Yiming's face was grim. He pointed ahead and said, "See for yourselves."

The headlights of the three luxury sports cars illuminated the narrow road brightly.

Not far ahead, a village appeared in the direction of this road.

There are three characters written on the stone tablet at the intersection.

Huanggang Village.

"We've driven for so long, and now we're back here?" Zhang Han was dumbfounded. He gritted his teeth and said, "That ghost must be watching us. We can't get away now."

Ye Jun said fearfully, "How about we try going in a different direction?"

The three of them immediately got into the car and drove in the opposite direction.

Some time later, they saw the stone tablet of Huanggang Village again.

Zhang Yiming said in a deep voice, "We can't leave. If we want to leave, either that ghost will let us go, or he will be imprisoned."

"How could the ghost possibly let us go? Are we really going to have to go back to the village?" Ye Jun asked, his voice filled with reluctance.

"Who is it!" Zhang Han suddenly shouted. He saw the car lights flash, and something walked past.

Corpse water dripped from Ye Jun's feet. Startled by the sudden noise, he unleashed the power of a vengeful ghost.

Zhang Han took a deep breath and said, "I think I saw a figure flash past in front of the car headlights."

The three of them walked over cautiously and found a series of clear footprints on the ground.

The footprints stretched all the way until they disappeared into the nearby fields.

Zhang Yiming squatted down and scraped his fingers on the ground, getting some stuff on his fingertips.

There was yellow soil and black powder.

His expression changed: "This powder is paper ash. Only in the village mourning hall, in the iron basin used for burning paper, is there paper ash."

"That ghost followed us all the way from the funeral hall to here."

Zhang Yiming, Ye Jun, and Zhang Han felt cold.

The ghosts of Huanggang Village have their eyes on them. They followed them from the mourning hall, and they have become the targets of the vengeful spirits.

"A ghost! A ghost has come out of the mourning hall! What about Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian? Have they been killed by the ghost?" Zhang Han's expression changed repeatedly. If the extraordinary Xiao Yuan had died here, he dared not even imagine how terrifying Huanggang Village would become.

Zhang Yiming looked around warily, fearing a ghost might suddenly appear, and said in a deep voice, "What do you think? The ghost came out of the mourning hall, what are the chances that those two people survived?"

"Now is not the time to worry about their lives. Haven't you noticed that the fog here is getting thicker?"

. . .

Not long after the ghost in the portrait disappeared, rustling sounds came from around the mourning hall.

Hearing the commotion, Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian went out of the mourning hall and found many villagers around them.

When they came out, all the villagers turned to look at them.

Yang Jian gasped in shock.

Unlike during the day, these villagers stood there blankly, their expressions numb. Their eyes were empty, devoid of pupils.

Being stared at by them gave me a creepy feeling.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, you're right, the villagers really have turned into ghost slaves." Yang Jian said with some admiration, Brother Xiaoyuan's judgment on the supernatural was always so accurate.

He was glad that he had two ghosts under his control at this moment, which allowed him to use the Ghost Domain for a long time to keep the villagers away. Otherwise, if he had been surrounded by these villagers who had turned into ghosts, he probably would have had a hard time escaping.

"What do we do now? Should we go find the ghost that disappeared from the portrait?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Zhuiyuan said calmly, "Your ghost domain strength is not enough. If we don't trigger that ghost's killing pattern, the same situation will occur as before, and we won't be able to find his trace."

"The village has changed now. The villagers have become ghost slaves. The sick ghost can no longer control the murderous ghost, so Huanggang Village has become even more dangerous."

"After Huanggang Village disappeared, only a vermilion coffin remained on the site; the coffin was the core of everything."

"There is only one way left to solve the paranormal events here."

"Open the coffin."