YM778.TV Chapter 112: Leaving the Village
Without the influence of the malicious ghost, the gloomy sky outside the house was gradually brightening.
The Black Night was dissipating.
But at the same time disappearing was… the entire Huanggang Village.
Yes.
Huanggang Village was vanishing.
Just like a mirage, as sunlight shone on the entire village, all its buildings, houses, and roads were gradually being erased as if they were paintings on paper.
All traces left by the malevolent ghosts ceased to exist after that ghost entered the Ghost Coffin.
Yang Jian, who was moving things into the car, saw this scene and his face slightly changed.
“The village is going to disappear,” said Zhang Han, who was injured, in shock.
“It’s just temporarily gone. Once that ghost comes out of the coffin again, Huanggang Village will reappear,” said Yang Jian. “But by then, what that ghost in the coffin will turn into is unknown.”
“Perhaps its Terror Level could be defined as high as S,” he added.
In the file, the supernatural event of Huanggang Village was only defined as B, the danger level.
Because the ghost in the village wasn’t the kind that wandered everywhere.
The danger level was greatly reduced.
But the Terror Level was very high.
Ghost controllers who encountered it without understanding its patterns would undoubtedly die; only by confronting it head-on from the start was there a chance to contain it.
And once the first ghost controller died.
The ghost’s abilities would increase again, starting to snowball, and by that time, it would have become very difficult to deal with.
Yang Jian and a few others from the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club had experienced this kind of desperate situation.
“It’s better if this ghost village never reappears. It’s an unsolvable ghost. If it comes out again, the price to pay won’t be so small,” said Zhang Han.
“That’s a problem for later. There are ghosts with even higher Terror Levels than this. Why should we worry? Let’s take things one step at a time,” Yang Jian said as he threw the body bag containing Feng Quan’s corpse into the car.
“What do you plan to do with the Ghost Coffin? Just leave it here?” asked Zhang Han.
“Of course I’ll take it with me. It has high research value. This mission was to obtain this Ghost Coffin. I believe that certain company would be very willing to buy it at a high price. And… I’ve noticed your complexion has been quite off, lacking color, getting more and more like a dead person,” said Yang Jian.
“Do you really not want me to arrange something for you?”
“No, no need.”
Zhang Han broke out in cold sweat, knowing full well what Yang Jian was plotting.
This kid planned to sell him off like an item.
Just like the well-packed Feng Quan.
“That’s a pity. Once the malicious ghost revives, you won’t be worth anything. If I imprison you now, there’s no danger whatsoever,” said Yang Jian.
The corners of Zhang Han’s mouth twitched.
Leave it to you to think of such a thing.
Why don’t you sell yourself instead of always thinking about selling others? You don’t consider whether other ghost controllers would agree or not. Even if it meant risking the ghost’s revival, no one would let you get away with this.
“Since you’re not willing, let’s leave it. But I saved your life, so I wouldn’t mind a favor—help me carry this coffin to the car, will you?” Yang Jian said.
“That’s He Sheng’s sports car. How do you plan to fit such a huge coffin inside?” asked Zhang Han.
“I certainly have my ways. You just need to help me carry it,” replied Yang Jian.
“Then… alright.”
Zhang Han had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
Before long.
Two sports cars drove out of the village.
One of the cars had its compartment dismantled, ruining the valuable vehicle beyond recognition, all this violent disassembly just to transport an ornate red lacquer coffin.
The Ghost Coffin was placed horizontally on the back seat, secured tightly with ropes top and bottom to prevent the lid from accidentally flipping open during transit.
Having skirted the edge of life and death.
Yang Jian indeed had reaped quite a few things, but similarly, he had also laid down several huge risks.
It was hard to say whether to be happy or worried.
But for sure, the immediate crisis was temporarily resolved.
The malicious ghost’s revival time had been greatly delayed, and Yang Jian was no longer a ghost living on borrowed time with just a few months to live.
However, just as Yang Jian and Zhang Han were driving out of the village.
On the main road leading to Huanggang Village.
The area had already been put under martial law, the road half-blocked, with a dozen cars stopped at the junction.
Professionals had set up communication equipment, others took turns standing guard, closely monitoring every move in the distant Huanggang Village. Judging by their attire, there were corporate personnel, official case handlers, and even some wearing white lab coats, looking like researchers… and a helicopter parked on the nearby open ground.
Observers took turns watching Huanggang Village through binoculars.
When the observer saw Huanggang Village eerily disappearing from view, he was instantly stunned.
“There’s a situation, Huanggang Village is… disappearing. The village, no, it’s gone. Two cars are coming from the direction of the village.”
“License plate confirmed, they belong to members of the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club from Dachang City, He Sheng and Zhang Han.”
“The car behind has a coffin in it.”
“Quick, go report it.”
The observer reported the situation immediately.
In a tent erected nearby.
Some key figures associated with this incident were, as usual, gathered for a meeting.
To call it a meeting was really just a way of saying they were discussing how to deal with the ghost handlers coming out of Huanggang Village… especially Yang Jian.
The person in charge of this operation was Wu Yue.
Though not very old, he was a slightly overweight middle-aged man in his thirties who, as the general manager, was responsible for overseeing the entire company.
Due to the company’s unique nature.
Although he was just a general manager, he actually wielded considerable power, a clout that extended not only within the company but also across the whole of Dachang City.
“Actually, there isn’t much to discuss regarding this matter.”
Wu Yue knocked on the table, looking rather authoritatively at several important heads of the company.
“The paranormal incident in Huanggang Village is very special. I don’t think that Yang Jian can come out of there unscathed. We don’t need to take the pressure from international ghost handlers like Zhao Jianguo too seriously. We are here just to give face to Zhao’s team, it’s mostly a formality. If anyone does manage to resolve this incident.”
“As long as we keep the previous promises and complete the trade, that’ll be enough. After all, what they want has always been in the company’s possession.”
The others around the table all had tense expressions.
They hadn’t had an easy few days.
Especially after they felt the pressure from the international ghost handler community.
“Boss, but there’s too much uncertainty with Yang Jian. What if he comes out of Huanggang Village? And if there’s trouble because of the file issue, how are we supposed to settle that?”
Sun Lihong, who was previously in charge of contacting Yang Jian, spoke up.
Wu Yue said, “That’s a problem for the international ghost handlers to consider, not us. If there’s an issue with our own international ghost handlers, of course they have to be fully responsible. It’s not like we should clean up after them.”
“Besides, the file issue is with the international ghost handlers, not our company. There’s nothing hidden in the trade between our company and them, at most it’s just a lack of transparency. They voluntarily accepted this mission, and they already knew the risks involved before taking it.”
“A lack of transparency is a normal business practice. If both sides are willing, nobody else can be blamed.”
His attitude was very firm, and he did not believe there was anything wrong with his approach.
The files of the Ghost Coffin were highly confidential; originally, the recovery work wasn’t supposed to be handed to the civilian ghost handlers from the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club.
But after assessing risks and potential losses, the company made concessions and issued the task as a trade.
Of course, withholding information was an essential part of the deal, even though it greatly lowered the chances of survival.
But that didn’t matter.
If the mission succeeded, the company naturally achieved its goal.
And if it failed, there was no loss.
The ones who died were just civilian ghost handlers, insignificant and dispensable.
After all, civilian ghost handlers were like a ticking time bomb, never knowing where they might detonate. It might as well let them try their luck in Huanggang Village.
Wu Yue believed that his decisions were absolutely correct.
“Boss, I have a suggestion. The mental state of the ghost handlers can be very problematic. We can’t analyze them the same way we do normal people. Like criminals, they might attack over a dispute about a dollar. We need to be extremely careful in dealing with them,” one person shared their concerns.
Wu Yue said, “I have received a few names from the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club. All five members from the club are here. He Sheng, Ouyang Tian, Zhang Han, Zhang Yiming, and Ye Jun, I’ve seen their mental evaluations, and they are quite normal. As for Yang Jian, his status is yet unknown. His file is in Zhao Jianguo’s hands, but as I said before.”
“His chances of surviving are very slim, especially because he is too young and lacks experience.”
However, at this moment.
An observer suddenly burst in.
“Bo…Boss, there’s a situation. Two cars have left Huanggang Village and are heading this way. We have confirmed through facial recognition that one car is occupied by Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club member, ghost handler Zhang Han, and the other person is… Yang Jian.”
Yang Jian is still alive?
At this moment, the faces of everyone in the tent slightly changed.
Of all people to come out alive, it had to be him.
This was the madman who had threatened to wipe out the international ghost handlers department with a single phone call.
A twitch crossed Wu Yue’s lips.
He had just been speculating that Yang Jian might have died on the mission, and now, to be informed that he had survived was a slap in the face.
And right in front of all these people, no less.
“Let’s go out and take a look,” Wu Yue said, steeling himself.