Mysterious Revival-Chapter 766 - 733: The Mutation of the Corpse

Wang Shanshan was still so aloof, and beneath the nighttime lights, her skin appeared so pale it was almost transparent, bloodless yet not ghastly. Having studied dance since she was young, her every step seemed to carry a grace and lightness, making it hard to imagine that such a special girl could exist in this world.

But who could possibly imagine what she had gone through to become this way.

"I didn't see you at the gathering today," Yang Jian said, walking beside her, suddenly breaking the silence.

"My dad called me to go, but I wasn't interested, so I didn't. Plus, I don't like crowded places. I prefer to come out for a stroll at night; I rarely go out during the daytime," Wang Shanshan explained.

Yang Jian replied, "That's not good, you should get out more and not see yourself as an outsider."

"I like it this way, and I think it's quite nice," Wang Shanshan retorted.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything more, after all, he couldn't truly understand what state Wang Shanshan was in right now.

Soon.

The two of them arrived in front of a high courtyard wall akin to a temple, with gates securely locked, evidently forbidding entry or exit, and surveillance cameras installed all around.

The dilapidated Republic Era Ancient House was hidden inside this enclosure.

After Wang Shanshan unlocked the door, inside the mansion, a heavy coffin was placed right in the center. Illuminated by the light, the surface of the coffin was covered with a hazy halo, which on this dim and quiet night, made the sight of it eerily unsettling.

"I was sleeping upstairs before, and this thing woke me up," she pointed at the coffin and said.

"You really have some nerve," Yang Jian couldn't help but admire her courage.

A coffin lying in the middle of the main hall was one thing, but more crucially, inside the Republic Era Ancient House, there was a room he had never opened, its door welded shut with gold.

Yang Jian was curious but certainly not reckless enough to attempt to open it.

"Let me take a look at this coffin, you stand back," he said after a moment's thought, striding forward to the side of the coffin.

There was nothing unusual about the coffin itself; Jiang Yan had bought it from outside, and apart from its sturdiness and thickness, it possessed no supernatural powers. So while the coffin might look eerie, in reality, it was harmless.

The real problem was what was inside the coffin.

He had placed the corpse of a vicious ghost inside it.

As Yang Jian's hand rested on the coffin lid, with his strength, he could easily lift the heavy wooden board, but he didn't immediately do so.

His palm felt vibrations coming from inside the coffin.

No mistake.

There was definitely something unusual going on inside.

"It seems quiet now, but earlier, there definitely were some noises, like something hitting the inside," Wang Shanshan spoke up from a short distance away.

"Yes, I know," Yang Jian didn't doubt her words.

"I'm about to open the coffin now; it could be dangerous. Have Ghost Child protect you."

He waited a moment, prepared himself, and then with a forceful push from his palm resting on the lid, the heavy cover was instantly shoved aside, then banged onto the floor with a loud crash.

A long-contained stench of decay instantly enveloped them, nauseating enough to make one vomit.

Even though the place had been renovated to include air ducts for ventilation, the stench was not so easily dispersed. As long as the source remained, the foul smell would continue to arise.

Wang Shanshan wrinkled her brow, covered her nose discreetly, and then stepped back again.

Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged; he had grown accustomed to the stench of decaying corpses.

He peered directly into the coffin, but his expression suddenly shifted as the scene inside was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The highly decomposed body was no longer distinguishable in form, covered with a layer of dense black hair that spread throughout the bottom of the coffin like mold, even extending to the coffin's wooden sides.

The thick black hair seemed as though it had grown from the decaying body itself.

This bizarre transformation was something Yang Jian had never seen before, and he couldn't even begin to comprehend it.

"Is the body undergoing a strange transformation?" Yang Jian's red ghost eye attempted to peer into the truth.

Regrettably,

His ghost eye could not discern anything significant, as what it saw was no different from what was visible to the naked eye.

But what was chilling was that the black-haired corpse seemed as if it was coming to life, occasionally twitching, or appearing to breathe, with faint movements.

At times, the body struggled violently, contorting and deforming.

The body could no longer be considered as such; it was nothing more than a mass of rotten flesh covered in black hair.

"How is the situation inside?" Wang Shanshan asked from a distance.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, "It's very strange. I can't explain this phenomenon. This body is indeed a ghost, but it's currently undergoing some kind of inexplicable and bizarre change. Regardless, I should take this thing away first. It can't continue to be left in the residential complex, nor in a place beyond my supervision."

He considered how to deal with this coffin.

Placing it in the safe house was the most secure solution, akin to imprisoning a ghost.

However, the safe houses in the complex were not designed to detain ghosts, but to provide refuge for residents. If he were to put a ghost inside one, the safe house would be compromised.

"I have a small safe house in my office. I can place the coffin there, and while I'm at work, I can also keep an eye on it. If any issues arise, the ghost will be trapped within that small safe house and won't be able to get out."

Yang Jian thought of a relatively secure method.

"I'll take this coffin with me so as not to leave everyone on edge here. You should rest early tonight, and I'm sorry for the trouble."

He lifted the coffin lid and covered it again.

"It's okay, but next time you should let me know," Wang Shanshan nodded slightly, her voice cool but pleasant.

"It was a last-minute arrangement before, and I didn't think too much about it. But it won't happen again. I will construct a safe house at my place to store these items. I've already discussed this with Uncle Zhang a few days ago," Yang Jian said.

His trip to Japan had provided him with enough gold.

A safe house for placing supernatural items and detaining fierce ghosts was feasible to build.

This approach was extravagant and required considerable financial and material resources. If not for extorting President Mishima, Yang Jian, the poor team captain, wouldn't even dare to think it.

Wang Shanshan said, "As long as you've considered it."

Without responding, Yang Jian used the Ghost Domain to transfer the coffin. In a matter of seconds, he was in his office. He opened the heavy anti-theft door and pushed the coffin into the small room inside and locked it.

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Upon returning, he planned to instruct Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin not to enter this safe house again.

After all, apart from this coffin, the safe house also contained Xiong Wenwen's paper effigy.

Two bizarre items, best left untouched by ordinary people.

After checking and ensuring there were no issues, Yang Jian prepared to head back.

At this very moment.

On the fifth floor of a villa in Guanjiang Residential Complex.

"So President Yang's hometown is that dangerous, you almost died."

Zhang Liqin was now sitting in the room chatting with Jiang Yan, talking about their previous experiences in the hometown.

Jiang Yan was somewhat indignant and said, "The worst part is Yang Jian, he actually stabbed me without any hesitation, and I almost got killed by him, and that's not all, I wanted him to stay and keep me company, but he didn't even once, leaving me waiting for nothing."

"It's infuriating, at this rate I'll really become an old aunt."

She wailed as she collapsed onto the bed.

Zhang Liqin was taken aback, finally understanding the situation.

Aside from facing danger while accompanying Yang Jian back to his hometown, it seems that nothing had happened between them, and she was very clear that Jiang Yan was always thinking about something happening with Yang Jian.

"Elder Sister Qin, do you think Yang Jian is not capable anymore?" Suddenly, Jiang Yan propped her head on her hands and whispered conspiratorially.

Zhang Liqin retorted with understanding, "Nonsense, there's no such thing. What are you imagining? He's just been affected a bit by the supernatural encounters he's had. You should understand and empathize with him. After all, if it weren't for Yang Jian, both of us would have died a long time ago. Besides, isn't it good the way it is now?"

"You make it sound as if I'm being ungrateful, I like him a lot, you know."

Jiang Yan pouted, her eyes suddenly lit up and she leaned in close, whispering, "By the way, Elder Sister Qin, when was the last time you and Yang Jian were together?"

When she heard this question, Zhang Liqin froze on the spot. She glanced at Jiang Yan and then scenes of pleasant memories appeared in her mind, her cheeks turned a slight shade of red, and her gaze flickered.

"I, I don't know, I forgot."

"Impossible, how could you forget such an important thing? Are you just unwilling to tell me? I haven't even blamed you for stealing my boyfriend behind my back, you have to tell me today." Jiang Yan inquired like she was digging for gossip.

"I really forgot, stop asking, please."

Zhang Liqin turned her head away, unwilling to answer the question. This was a secret between her and Yang Jian, how could she possibly reveal it.

I'm a woman too, you know.

"So do you still like Yang Jian?" Jiang Yan asked warily.

Zhang Liqin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yang Jian saved me, what's wrong with me liking him? Moreover, with Yang Jian's current status and position, it's quite normal for women to like him. Look at those pretty girls at today's gathering, their eyes were shining when they saw Yang Jian. If you and I hadn't been there, they definitely would have come over to chat him up."

"That's different, they like Yang Jian's money, and Yang Jian doesn't like such vulgar people. I'm different, mine is true love," Jiang Yan said with conviction.

"I don't doubt that it's true love. What I mean is, there would be many young girls around Yang Jian if he wanted. You watching over me alone, what's the use? Moreover, I am Yang Jian's secretary, isn't it very normal for me to take care of his work and personal matters?"

"Even if Yang Jian fired me, wouldn't he just hire another one? We've been together for so long, and we've been through supernatural events together, getting along very well. If he gets someone even better, let's see what you'll do then."

"That makes sense actually," Jiang Yan mused, suddenly feeling enlightened.

"What makes sense?"

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out in the room, and immediately afterward, Yang Jian's figure appeared out of nowhere in front of the two of them.

Facing such a sudden appearance, the two of them seemed to have grown accustomed to it.

Jiang Yan quickly shook her head, "No, nothing. I was just chatting with Elder Sister Qin. Where have you been so late? You had me waiting in your room for so long."

"The coffin that was delivered last time was a bit off, I dealt with it, but now it's no longer a problem, I've placed it in a room in the office, and I don't want you going in there anymore, let's talk after I've dealt with the situation," Yang Jian said.

"First, let's record the events that occurred in the village... the record is named Ghost Dream."

"Okay."

Zhang Liqin nodded and immediately took out the thick notebook, starting to make handwritten records.

"I'll write it, I'll write it, I've always liked writing," Jiang Yan eagerly volunteered, wanting to show herself off.

Yang Jian said, "That's settled, start recording."

"Dammit."

Jiang Yan puffed up her cheeks, but then she squinted and smiled, took initiative to sit down beside Yang Jian, and hooked her arm around his.

Zhang Liqin smiled. Indeed, when it came to Yang Jian, Jiang Yan had not a trace of temper, more obedient than anyone else, if she dared to make a single squeak, Zhang Liqin figured she probably wouldn't dare to make a second one.

It was a sort of mental illness, perhaps.

Too obedient and dependent on this man.

No wonder, after finding out her relationship with Yang Jian, Jiang Yan would collapse to the point of attempting suicide by jumping from a building.

With the rustling sound of writing.

A horrific and desperate supernatural event was being recorded by Zhang Liqin in this notebook, and flipping through the previous pages revealed that from the initial Door Knocking Ghost incident, to the Ghost Shadow incident, and then the Ghost Coffin incident... these entries detailed all of Yang Jian's experiences, very meticulously.

Even some seemingly minor day-to-day details were recorded.

For example, she had personally recorded some of the things between herself and Yang Jian.

These events were described in such detail, they were almost like backing up a set of memories.

They had gone beyond the scope of normal archival material.

Because of this, the task was quite arduous, sometimes taking several hours at a minimum to record.

It wasn't until past one in the morning that this record-keeping session finally concluded.

"Yang Jian, actually, it doesn't have to be this troublesome, I type quite fast, I could initially type it out on the computer, then print it, and bind it all together in the end, it would be much better than handwriting, after all, handwriting has some typos, corrections and such, which doesn't look too pleasant,"

Zhang Liqin said as she massaged her sore hand, then complained a bit,

her tone was somewhat wheedling, almost coquettish.

"No need, what I want is a unique set of notes, I can't trust printed material from a computer," Yang Jian said.

"Then suit yourself, do it however you want. Anyway, I will always keep recording for you, so I'm still quite useful, right?"

Zhang Liqin said while yawning and stretching.

"Hmm," Yang Jian responded.

"Hehe," Zhang Liqin pursed her lips and smiled, feeling a sense of security and fulfillment.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yan had already curled up next to Yang Jian and fallen into a deep sleep, having drunk alcohol during the day, she couldn't stay awake any longer.

Yang Jian stroked her head and looked out the window, seemingly deep in thought.