On the streets of Baishui Town, most of the people walking in the rain are former residents of the town. They are eroded by the paranormal disturbances of the rain, hovering between life and death, thus avoiding attacks by evil entities. If given a chance, they can escape this haunted place.

However, Liu Qi saying he saw his deceased grandparents among the crowd is absolutely impossible.

Liu Qi’s hometown is not in Baishui Town, it’s very far away, and their bodies have been buried for a long time, confirmed as truly dead, even supernatural means would find it difficult to resurrect them.

“Could it be that I really saw it wrong?” Liu Qi stood in place, drenched by the drizzle, his expression changing unpredictably.

Pedestrians resembling walking corpses slowly passed by him, and he pondered the situation that just occurred.

He firmly believed he did not see wrong.

Earlier, while waiting outside the clothing store for Yang Jian, he saw his grandparents holding hands and moving through the crowd, such familiar relatives could not be mistaken.

But when Liu Qi impulsively ran over, he found that his grandparents had already vanished.

It seemed they had merged into the crowd, going somewhere unknown with the flow of people.

“Don’t be so startled, the crowd among which terrifying evil entities mingle might be interfering with you spiritually, seeing familiar relatives is not something difficult to accept. This phenomenon is very common in many cases, but it’s most probably a way for evil entities to attract the living, so be cautious.” Yang Jian said.

Liu Qi nodded: “You’re right, it might be too realistic, causing me to find it difficult to accept for a moment, I’ll be more careful next time.”

Speaking, he passed through the crowd and retreated.

“I’ve got my Ghost Shroud now, it’s time to quickly leave. The burning Ghost Flame without the maintenance of my supernatural power can’t continue, and then the ghosts inside the clothing store are likely to leave the shop and come out to hunt me.” Yang Jian looked at the Ghost Shroud in his hand and said.

The faint green Ghost Flame inside the clothing store was still raging, but at this moment the intensity had begun to weaken, soon the flame would surely be extinguished.

“Then we better hurry to another place, we must quickly find Wang Shanshan’s location. This place is even more dangerous than imagined, I’m now worried that she might already be dead.” Liu Qi said with concern.

“Even if we can’t see her, we must find her body, there must be a resolution to this matter.” Yang Jian said expressionlessly.

The two did not linger on the street, and continued deeper into the town, heading in the direction from which the crowd was flowing.

And shortly after they left.

Indeed.

The Ghost Flame inside the clothing store extinguished at this moment, except for on the dismembered evil entity where firelight continued to flicker. That entity possessed a body, and the Ghost Flame with furnace characteristics used the bones within the corpse as fuel, so even if other flames extinguished, the flame on this corpse remained unaffected.

But with the absence of the Ghost Flame, the increasingly strange clothes in the store began to stir again.

The shriveled clothes swelled, and from the empty sleeves extended cold arms.

Below the collar, a pale dead man’s head peeked out.

This is not a clothing store but clearly a store filled with terrifying evil entities, and each peculiar piece of clothing is disguised as a fearsome entity.

If one were unaware and brought these clothes home, then at night, the clothes within the wardrobe would transform into a terrifying entity, silently opening the wardrobe and wandering in your room.

Fortunately, Yang Jian was not greedy; he only took the Ghost Shroud.

And the Ghost Shroud itself is a supernatural artifact.

Therefore, no other entities are stored within the Ghost Shroud.

Wearing cheongsams, robes, suits, and various other garments, the evil entities now gathered within the flickering clothing store. Their expressions were numb, their eyes vacant, like puppets, slowly walking out of the store.

There are as many as five entities.

The entities leaving the shop did not wander aimlessly but instead moved in the direction Yang Jian left earlier.

All the entities in the clothing store seemed to have set their sights on Yang Jian, aiming to find him in Baishui Town.

At this moment, Yang Jian was unaware of the events happening here.

In this terrifying paranormal place, the intense interference made Yang Jian’s ghost eyes unable to penetrate the buildings to observe the surrounding landscape, his vision distorted by spiritual forces, only allowing him to see what his eyes could reach.

Walking along the street.

This seemingly not long street at this time felt as if it was extending infinitely, unable to reach an end no matter how far one walked.

The people lingering on the road in the drizzle appeared endless as well.

Yang Jian looked up, the crowd moving with the road seemed to have no endpoint.

This is definitely not normal.

Recollecting that Liu Qi mentioned seeing his grandparents among the crowd earlier made Yang Jian pay even more attention to this street.

“Is it possible that we are the only two living people here? Baishui Town’s so many residents were drawn here, by all rights some should have survived by good fortune, but walking around, all there is are flickering neon signs and those pitch-black houses, not a single living soul to be seen.”

Liu Qi carefully observed for quite a while, feeling disheartened at the moment. He felt he was doing something pointless, unable to find a single clue.

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“To find living people, perhaps it’s necessary to switch methods. Sometimes the pattern of killings by entities is the most precise guide, capable of accurately finding hidden people around us, this is more effective than our searching.” Yang Jian glanced at the incessant drizzle, stopping his steps.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

The next moment.

Amidst the pattering drizzle, the silhouette of an Evil Hound gradually appeared.

Yang Jian summoned the Evil Hound stored in his memory, and at this moment it manifested through the rainwater as a medium into the present.

“Help me find the nearest living person with a clear consciousness.” He commanded.

Although the command was somewhat complicated, the Evil Hound seemed to understand.

The next moment.

The silhouette of the Evil Hound rapidly sprinted toward a direction.

“Follow it.” Yang Jian’s expression shifted, quickly calling out to Liu Qi.

The two quickly ran, chasing after the Evil Hound.

The silhouette of the hound intermittently appeared through the rain, but its speed was not exceptionally fast, it was possible for them to keep up. After all, this isn’t a dream realm; those with supernatural abilities have physical stamina and speed beyond ordinary, they do not tire nor pant.

With a turn.

The Evil Hound left the main road, entering an alleyway.

The alley was dark and damp, devoid of light, a stretch of pitch black.

Yang Jian’s ghost eyes opened and ghost flames sporadically floated in mid-air, dispersing the surrounding darkness.

After a while.

The Evil Hound charged into the corridor of a four-story building.

As it entered, its figure began to quickly disappear, leaving just a few wet paw prints on the ground.

There was no rainwater in the corridor, and without the medium, the Evil Hound couldn’t manifest.

But that was enough.

The paw prints vanished completely on the second floor, but Yang Jian had already stopped in front of a door on the third floor.

A couplet was posted on the door of this residence.

The couplet wasn’t red but white, with two lines of large black characters written in ink. The script was in traditional characters and seemed quite old. The couplet read: “In life, do no harm to others; in death, burden no one. Have a clear conscience and leave without regret.”

“This is an elegiac couplet, written for the dead,” Liu Qi’s expression shifted as he reached out to touch it.

But before he could touch the white elegiac couplet, his consciousness wavered, and he suddenly lost awareness, losing any perception of the outside world.

“Liu Qi.” Yang Jian shouted.

Liu Qi shivered and then regained his senses, realizing he was already walking down the stairs, about to leave the building.

“What happened to me just now?” he asked, bewildered and surprised.

Yang Jian said, “You lost consciousness as if sleepwalking and headed downstairs on your own. It seems there’s something wrong with this elegiac couplet. Since it can affect a ghost master, it can probably influence a fierce ghost too, making it inexplicably turn away when trying to enter this room.”

“This elegiac couplet written for the dead is clearly placed here intentionally to use supernatural power to protect this household.”

As he spoke, he didn’t touch the elegiac couplet but reached out to open the door.

However, upon touching the door, Yang Jian felt a cold aura rush into his mind.

Yet, soon after, the low growl of the Evil Hound echoed in his mind.

The cold feeling vanished immediately.

Yang Jian’s consciousness was not disturbed, and he smoothly opened the door.

As the door opened.

A faint light emerged from the dim interior; the source was a small fire basin in the middle of the room.

Inside the room, many people stared in terror in Yang Jian’s direction; most of them were young men and women, with a few elderly and children scattered among them. However, there weren’t many—only about twenty—and none of them bore any supernatural aura; they appeared to be ordinary people hiding in Baishui Town.

“Survivors?” Yang Jian opened his ghost eye, glanced around, and immediately understood the situation.

The white elegiac couplet outside the door was protecting the survivors inside this house.

Yang Jian took a step forward, entering the room.

But the survivors became frightened at once, covering their mouths to stop themselves from screaming, even though their fear was at its peak.

Clearly, they mistook Yang Jian for a ghost.

“Don’t worry, they’re not ghosts; they’re here to rescue us.” At that moment, a voice reassured everyone.

In the next moment.

A young man slowly stood up; he was about Yang Jian’s age, roughly in his twenties, but his slightly immature appearance concealed a sense of maturity and steadiness.

“Who are you?” Yang Jian asked, looking at him.

“You may not know me, but I know you. You’re Ghost Eye Yang Jian, one of the captains at headquarters. I should address you as Captain Yang,” the young man said, walking over.

“The person in charge of Dashan City, Seow Yang?” Yang Jian asked, looking at him.

Seow Yang forced a faint smile: “It’s truly an honor that the renowned Ghost Eye Yang Jian remembers someone as insignificant as me.”

“You’ve been missing in Baishui Town for some time now—headquarters thought you were dead. In a few more days, without any news, you’d be declared deceased,” Yang Jian spoke calmly. “I followed living traces to this place, not expecting to find you.”

“So, did headquarters send Captain Yang to rescue us? If that’s the case, I’m truly flattered,” Seow Yang expressed some joy.

He knew that if he dragged on, he would eventually receive support from headquarters. He didn’t expect such a significant figure to spearhead the rescue this time—it seemed definite this time.

Yang Jian did not answer but instead said, “A girl named Wang Shanshan, she was my high school classmate and went missing in Baishui Town, which is why I’m here. There’s no other reason.”

“I see.”

Seow Yang’s smile didn’t fade: “Regardless of the reason, Captain Yang, you’re here, aren’t you? However, you’re a bit late. I did collaborate with the girl named Wang Shanshan for a period, but she went missing later, and now I don’t know where she is. The horrors in Baishui Town are countless, and I’m not sure whether she’s still alive.”

“However, Wang Shanshan was accompanied by a presence known as the Ghost Child. I’ve seen it in the archives… that’s a Second Stage Hungry Ghost. Captain Yang, it’s impressive how you have such a terrifying entity by your side.”

“Where did she last appear?” Yang Jian asked.

Seow Yang did not conceal and directly said, “She moved against the flow of people on the road with the Ghost Child and vanished in the crowd—perhaps she was searching for someone.”

“That road harbors a dreadful supernatural power; some saw their deceased loved ones on the road, others saw their deceased lovers… it’s a road frequented by wandering souls.”

Liu Qi’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this.

So, what he saw of his grandparents earlier wasn’t fake but real?

“I’ve gathered some special information from this supernaturally corrupted Baishui Town; I can’t verify its authenticity. It’s said if someone could bring back their deceased loved ones from that road, then the deceased would shed the identity of a ghost and revert to being alive again.”

“What? Is such a thing possible?” Liu Qi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Seow Yang said, “I’ve only gathered some information and can’t judge its authenticity. Moreover, no one has tried it; some attempted it after seeing their deceased loved ones, but no one has survived to return—they become lost and turn into a walking corpse on the road.”

“Wang Shanshan’s intrusion with the Ghost Child was apparently due to this unverifiable information.”

“Your information is valuable to me; it seems I owe you thanks,” Yang Jian said. “In return, I can help you leave Baishui Town.”

Seow Yang shook his head: “Actually, for me alone, leaving here isn’t difficult. But if I leave, most residents here will perish. Their lives hinge entirely on my Ghost Rain. Without finding a way to evacuate the majority of the residents, I won’t leave.”

He looked over at the other survivors.

The survivors were all tense, afraid Seow Yang would abandon them and leave.

“Rest assured, I promised not to leave you behind, and as a person in charge, I keep my word,” Seow Yang earnestly assured the survivors.

“There aren’t many responsible persons like you left,” Yang Jian said, looking at him seriously.

Seow Yang smiled: “Don’t say that. Though you, Captain Yang, seem cold and act a bit extreme, you’ve solved more supernatural incidents and rescued more people than I have. I’ve always believed that ghost masters should be judged by their deeds, not their motives or thoughts; as long as they resolve supernatural events and save most people, they are remarkable.”

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