After several days.

Yang Jian once again returned to Dachang City. The Ghost Lake incident had a profound impact on him. Although there were some unexpected gains, the potential dangers were enormous.

The reason why Guanjiang Residential Complex in Dachang City is called Guanjiang Residential Complex is because a river flows through it, and the developer Zhang Xiangu used this as a selling point to build this riverside complex.

However, due to the occurrence of supernatural events, this complex did not sell well. If Yang Jian hadn’t gotten involved, Zhang Xiangu would most likely have gone bankrupt.

But today.

Yang Jian was alone, stepping on the slightly rippling surface of the river, walking calmly forward.

He did not sink into the riverbed, as if something eerie beneath the water was supporting him.

The sunlight shone down, and faintly, one could see pale corpses swaying in the cold river water. These corpses seemed to remain deceased but showed no signs of decay for a long time. As Yang Jian continued forward, the corpses ceaselessly wandered from side to side, following him as if in tow.

The supernatural essence of Ghost Lake once permeated the waters of Dachang City.

Yang Jian walked across the water’s surface, inspecting the anomalies in the water, while simultaneously neutralizing the previous impact of Ghost Lake, allowing the city’s river to return to normal.

“Splash!”

Suddenly, a woman’s head with disheveled hair emerged from the water nearby. However, in the next moment, a pair of stiff, pale hands reached out from the water, gripping her head tightly, persistently pulling her back down. In a short while, both the arms and the woman’s head disappeared underwater together.

The water’s surface quickly regained its calm.

The supernatural was being eradicated.

Yang Jian, expressionless, continued to tread on the river’s surface as if he hadn’t noticed.

He didn’t need to deliberately examine any specific area; merely passing through, his own supernatural influence would seep into the region, as if another fierce ghost had forcefully invaded, driving away the other supernatural presences.

Thus, the anomalies in the water persisted.

The only difference was that the uncontrollable supernatural phenomena had become manageable ones.

The principle of using ghosts against ghosts remained upheld.

Yang Jian continued his exploration, yet peculiarly, his reflection in the water was not his own but that of a large black Evil Hound, pacing and low-growling under the water, patrolling left and right, appearing poised to leap out at any moment, warranting one’s extra caution.

The Evil Hound, residing in memory, could manifest through the medium of water.

Even if the hound desires, it could break through the barriers of reality and dream at any time, directly invading the real world.

With mastery over this Evil Hound combined with the Ghost Lake’s accumulating waters as a medium, Yang Jian undoubtedly wielded an incredibly terrifying fierce ghost.

Most importantly, this fierce ghost and Yang Jian remained independent, neither corroding him nor reviving. Thus far, it was the most perfect existence.

This was a miracle born of supernatural clashes, transcending any prior method of taming fierce ghosts.

Treading along the river, Yang Jian circled around Dachang City and finally chose to land at the entrance of the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

He left the water, and only then did the pale corpses that had followed him slowly sink back into the riverbed, deeply concealed. Simultaneously, the Evil Hound’s reflection in the water vanished.

Because this Evil Hound could not manifest on land.

“Let’s go back and have a look.”

At that moment, Yang Jian headed towards his residence.

His home was the former sales office of the Guanjiang Residential Complex, converted into a luxurious five-story villa with the best environment and location in the complex. Unfortunately, he rarely spent time there, as most of his time was occupied with business trips and dealing with supernatural incidents, leaving him no time to enjoy even the most luxurious mansion.

However, home was not prepared for himself but for his family.

When Yang Jian stepped into the front yard, he was momentarily stunned. He saw a plainly dressed woman in her forties along with a shapely young woman squatting in the garden, pulling weeds, turning the soil, and planting some vegetables.

“Mom, why are you here?” After a brief hesitation, Yang Jian swiftly walked over and called out.

Yang Jian’s mother, Zhang Fen, and Jiang Yan beside her, immediately stopped their work upon hearing his voice and looked up.

“Yang Jian.”

Jiang Yan was the most excited. She shouted, grinning from ear to ear, dashed over, and threw herself into Yang Jian’s arms, boldly and passionately planting a kiss on his cheek.

“Hehe, did you miss me? I’ve missed you terribly.”

She continued hugging him tightly, burying her head in Yang Jian’s chest.

Zhang Fen chuckled, washing the dirt off her hands: “The house back at the village is almost finished. I found myself with nothing much to do, so I came over to take a look. I also planted some vegetables since they can’t be planted if the season passes. But your secretary, Zhang Liqin, took care of things quite well. The fruit trees planted before survived the winter without dying.”

“I heard from her that you went on another business trip? You’re so busy with work. Make sure to take good care of yourself while you’re out.”

Yang Jian said, “I’m doing well, just that things are varied, and I need to run back and forth. It’s actually not tiring, much like traveling.”

“You remind me of your father; he was the same way, running around all the time, and I never knew what he was up to.” Zhang Fen said with a hint of nostalgia.

“Mom, how’s everything back home? Is everything okay?” Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Fen said, “What could happen? After that last incident, quite a few people got rich, they’re building houses and buying luxury cars back in the hometown. Some are drinking and gambling in the village every day. They’ve been reported several times, but it’s no use, nobody can control them. Your uncles have become much more restrained, knowing you have skills and connections, they’re not as snobbish as before.”

“That’s good.” Yang Jian nodded.

“But your cousin has gone missing, she’s been reported missing for a while now, and still hasn’t been found.” Zhang Fen mentioned another matter.

Yang Jian’s expression turned serious: “Cousin is missing? When did this happen?”

“Just recently, about half a month ago. They say she disappeared suddenly one night. Nobody knows where she went. Some say they saw her in the woods behind the village, but when the investigators came, they didn’t find her or any clues,” Zhang Fen explained.

Jiang Yan added at this moment, “I’ve already put out a million-dollar reward, but there’s been no progress yet.”

“Do your best, if she’s really not found, then there’s nothing we can do,” Yang Jian said calmly.

He roughly understood that the cousin’s disappearance must be related to supernatural occurrences. Or perhaps she sensed that the nightmare was about to end, so she chose to leave the village.

After all, behind her seemingly youthful appearance, her experiences and identity were quite complicated. At the very least, it’s certain she isn’t a person from this era.

Her disappearance now seemed to Yang Jian a good thing rather than a bad one. At least he didn’t have to be wary of this hidden threat anymore.

But he’s sure, the cousin hasn’t died; she is still alive.

Zhang Fen sighed, “How could someone disappear out of nowhere? You should keep an eye out while you’re running around outside. I think she slipped away secretly, she’s definitely not in Dachang City anymore, maybe she’s gone somewhere else.”

“Alright, I’ll ask some friends to look into it,” Yang Jian nodded.

But just as they were talking.

Inside the house, Zhang Liqin came out wearing an apron, “Auntie, Jiang Yan, take a break. The food is ready, time to eat… Yang, President Yang, you’re back?”

She was a bit surprised to see Yang Jian, then showed a happy expression.

Jiang Yan, holding Yang Jian’s arm, pouted a little unhappily but didn’t show it too clearly since she and Zhang Liqin were old friends.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, “Mom, let’s eat first. We can get busy after we finish.”

“Alright, Xiao Yan, wash your hands and eat first. This afternoon we’ll try to finish planting these vegetables,” Zhang Fen said with a smile.

“No problem, Auntie,” Jiang Yan nodded repeatedly.

It was obvious that during the time back in the hometown, Jiang Yan and Zhang Fen got along well, and their relationship was good.

“Let me go get the rice.” Zhang Liqin hurried back into the house.

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly asked, “By the way, Mom, how did you meet Dad? And how did you end up getting married?”

He was curious why his ghost-riding father would marry his mother and have him.

Zhang Fen laughed: “It was all introduced by people from the village. We met twice, felt good about each other, bought a set of clothes in town, and settled the marriage. In the early years after the wedding, your father and I farmed in the hometown. Times were tough, so your father went to the city to work. Although life got better, your father’s visits became fewer and fewer.”

“Who would have thought he would end up in a car accident.”

She briefly recounted some past experiences.

Nothing special.

Just like many people from rural backgrounds.

But Yang Jian understood, his father’s fate changed the moment he went to the city to work.

Back then, his father probably wasn’t just working, but was forced to become a postman for the Ghost Post Office, delivering letters for it.

Becoming a messenger was supposed to be the moment his father changed his fate, stepping into the supernatural world, writing a legend. But who would have thought he would gamble and lose in the end, unable to control the Ghost Dream, and was hit by a supernatural bus.

Yang Jian didn’t know what his father experienced during that time.

But he figured it must have been incredibly thrilling. The Evil Hound he inherited was the best proof.

Very soon.

Yang Jian set aside this topic, no longer discussing the regrets of the past, and instead, accompanied his mother, Zhang Fen, to have lunch.

After lunch.

Zhang Fen, Jiang Yan, and Zhang Liqin were planting vegetables in the yard together.

He went into the safe house to start the routine inspection of supernatural items and the detained ghosts, to ensure everything was normal.

After finishing these chores, Yang Jian instructed Zhang Liqin to start documenting the Ghost Lake incident from beginning to end.

An extremely detailed event record, it’s part of Yang Jian’s personal file. So far, only Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan have read it.

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