In the outskirts of Dachang City, next to a closed highway, there exists a Blood Pool formed by gathered blood, which affects the surrounding environment, dyeing everything in the area red.

And as time goes by, the area stained by this blood continues to expand.

However, the speed of this spread is too slow; even after a year, it has only affected an area of about three kilometers around.

Moreover, since the Blood Pool cannot move, the impact of this supernatural event is very small. However, just to be safe, Yang Jian still sealed off the area and relocated the residents of nearby scattered villages.

“Back when Yan Li’s ghost was about to revive, in order not to affect Dachang City, he purposely drove away from the city. Eventually, on the road, he couldn’t withstand it, and the ghost revived. The vehicle then crashed off the highway into the wild, and this Blood Pool was formed after Yan Li’s death.”

At this moment, Yang Jian stood on the sealed highway, recalling past events in his mind, remembering the stories between him and Yan Li.

But now is not the time for reflection and reminiscence.

He walked off the highway and strode toward the nearby Blood Pool.

The blood-red soil was very moist, stepping on it felt like sinking, and with each step, the soil would squeeze out fresh blood. The air around was filled with a thick smell of blood.

In this area irrigated by blood, the wild grass and trees grew very lush, as if these plants had absorbed enough nutrients from the blood.

Yet, under the supernatural influence, these trees and grasses were all a scarlet hue, looking very unusual.

Yang Jian at this moment passed by a tree, glanced at it, and saw the outlines of eerie human faces emerging on the tree trunk. These faces did not have clear features and were not fully grown, but the general shape could already be recognized. If this tree continues to grow, it might actually become a fully-fledged human face tree.

However, this tree posed no danger, it was just the supernatural influence altering its growth.

“Splash!”

Suddenly, a loud splash sounded, as if something was startled by Yang Jian’s arrival. A huge shadow flickered from the red grass and directly plunged into the Blood Pool.

Ripples formed in the Blood Pool, but quickly returned to calm.

Yang Jian opened his Ghost Eye, trying to peek at the anomalies near the Blood Pool.

But the wild grass near the Blood Pool swayed, blocking the view of the Ghost Eye, making it impossible to see what was hidden among the grass.

“Has absorbing too much Ghost Blood given even the wild grass some supernatural power? If all these grasses were pulled out, they could definitely be made into supernatural tools, but even so, it can’t stop my investigation.”

The next moment.

Within the range of Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye, a few threads of flickering Ghost Flame started to appear.

Pale green Ghost Flames emerged, the flames engulfing a patch of red wild grass before the Ghost Eye’s vision was no longer obstructed.

Yang Jian, at this moment, saw that hidden in the grass near the Blood Pool were many terrifying corpses. These corpses looked as if they had been skinned, bloody, and still moving, even several Blood Corpses could be seen quickly crawling among the grass.

However, the appearance of the Ghost Flame disturbed these Blood Corpses. One by one, the Blood Corpses quickly traversed the grass and then rushed toward the Blood Pool.

Accompanied by splashes, these Blood Corpses dived into the Blood Pool one after another like dumplings and quickly vanished.

“Leave one behind.” Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye moved slightly, Ghost Flame enveloped and blocked the path of one Blood Corpse, surrounding it completely.

The Blood Corpse tried to escape beyond the Ghost Flame’s blockade but quickly recoiled as though scalded.

Yet the Ghost Flame did not burn.

The blood on the Blood Corpse seemed to have some kind of special supernatural power capable of resisting the burning of the Ghost Flame.

The Blood Corpse continued to crawl swiftly on the ground, eerie and sinister, but Yang Jian quickly stepped out from the flames.

A charred hand covered, almost covering the entire Blood Corpse.

When dealing with such mysterious corpses from the Blood Pool, Yang Jian didn’t need to go all out; just using the Ghost Hand’s supernatural power should suffice.

But unexpectedly.

Faced with the suppression of the Ghost Hand, the Blood Corpse did not fall silent and continued to struggle, only the Ghost Hand was too numerous, binding it so tightly that the Blood Corpse couldn’t break free.

“The Ghost Hand has the power to suppress evil spirits, almost like a weakened version of the Coffin Nail. This corpse, derived from the supernatural, should go silent upon contact, yet it failed against this Blood Corpse.” Yang Jian’s expression shifted slightly, and he approached to investigate.

The Blood Corpse struggled and wriggled, but surrounded by too many Ghost Hands, it was still subdued.

“Ghost Flame cannot ignite, Ghost Hand cannot suppress, this seemingly weak Blood Corpse has the potential to resist top-level supernatural powers. Indeed, the supernatural power circle cannot be easily ranked, it depends on the characteristics of the supernatural force.”

Upon examination, Yang Jian discovered that this Blood Corpse was a corpse that had died some time ago and transformed.

After the corpse had been soaked in too much Ghost Blood, it underwent some kind of change, awakening after death and becoming this neither human nor ghost Ghost Slave.

Meanwhile, this Blood Corpse also possessed the characteristics of Ghost Blood, able to negate supernatural powers.

“Sister Hong was right, if Ghost Blood has these characteristics, it could potentially cleanse the curse from the Ghost Scissors. But how did she know about the Ghost Scissors and Ghost Blood? She’s alone, without the intelligence network of headquarters, and couldn’t possibly monitor me all the time. Or, did she use the Ghost Scissors and also had contact with Ghost Blood before?”

Yang Jian speculated in his heart.

Then he released the Blood Corpse.

The bloody corpse crawled swiftly, weaving through the grass, and in the blink of an eye plunged back into the Blood Pool.

“Didn’t choose to attack me? Did I not trigger the ghost’s killing pattern?” Yang Jian, with some doubts, continued forward.

He crossed the red grass, dispersed the Blood Corpses hidden nearby, and soon he reached the Blood Pool’s side.

However, Yang Jian did not get too close, still harboring some fear in his heart.

He paused to observe for a while.

Yang Jian didn’t discover anything special either, the Blood Pool could not be seen through with the Ghost Eye; he had no idea what was inside, only felt it resembled an unfathomable abyss. Falling into it would likely result in eternal doom, worse than sinking into the Ghost Lake.

“Now is not the time to deal with this Blood Pool, my trip here is to cleanse the curse on the Ghost Scissors.”

Yang Jian did not forget his purpose for coming here.

At this moment, he took out the Ghost Scissors.

The old scissors were wrapped with black hair, spotted with uncleanable filth.

Arriving beside the Blood Pool, confirming nothing unusual, Yang Jian placed the Ghost Scissors into the Blood Pool.

After the ghost scissors were soaked in the blood pool, they immediately underwent a new transformation. The filth on the ghost scissors began to dissipate rapidly, and even the hair wrapped around them loosened and fell off. At the same time, black stains scattered everywhere, but before these stains could pollute the blood pool, they were completely erased by the surrounding blood.

“I can feel that the curse on it has indeed dissipated.”

Yang Jian held the ghost scissors. At this moment, there were no changes before his eyes. If it had been as before, with the curse entangled, terrifying supernatural phenomena would surely occur around him.

After some cleansing, he felt it was about time, and the filth on the ghost scissors had been cleaned completely; all the curses had disappeared.

When Yang Jian picked up the ghost scissors again, a dramatic change occurred in these eerie scissors.

The hair previously wrapped around the scissors was gone, and the filth had vanished. Instead, ghost blood had covered the scissors as if painted with a layer of red paint, turning the ghost scissors entirely into a pair of red scissors.

This red color could not be washed away; even when the ghost blood on them disappeared, the ghost scissors remained crimson.

Perhaps, this was the true form of the ghost scissors, and previously they appeared filthy due to being tainted with too many curses and stains.

“Success.”

Yang Jian checked them, confirming there were no problems.

However, he knew that this method of cleansing curses was only a temporary solution. If he continued to use the ghost scissors, they would surely get contaminated with new curses again, forcing him to return to the blood pool later for cleansing.

But having a solution was a good thing; if the curses on the ghost scissors continued to accumulate, even Yang Jian wouldn’t dare to easily use this supernatural item.

Having achieved this goal, he planned to leave and return to Guanjiang Residential Complex.

After all, Sister Hong was still there waiting for his response.

However, at this moment, Yang Jian suddenly sensed something, and he raised his head to look at the center of the blood pool.

In the center of the blood pool, the blood was churning and bubbling, as if something was trying to rise from it.

“Did cleansing so many curses at once disturb the fierce ghost in the blood pool?” Yang Jian put away the ghost scissors and slowly stepped back several paces.

However, his retreat did not affect the anomaly in the blood pool.

Not wanting to be entangled by the fierce ghost in the blood pool, he directly used the Ghost Domain, leaving the red area and arriving at the nearby highway.

“Let’s observe for a bit; if nothing abnormal happens, then leave.”

He wasn’t in a hurry to return to Guanjiang Residential Complex because he worried an accident might occur with the blood pool, so he lingered for a moment.

But after the blood pool churned for a while, nothing else happened.

Not wanting to waste time there, Yang Jian observed for a while longer and thought it probably wouldn’t matter, then withdrew and left. Before leaving, he called Liu Xiaoyu and asked her to have someone remotely monitor the area and report any updates.

After all, supernatural matters cannot be taken lightly.

Soon.

He returned home.

Sister Hong hadn’t left; she was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea, patiently waiting for Yang Jian to verify the effect of the blood pool.

“Your information was correct, the blood pool indeed cleansed the curse from the ghost scissors.”

Yang Jian strode in from outside, took out the blood-red ghost scissors, and placed them on the coffee table. “I want to know if you’ve used these ghost scissors before, otherwise how could you know so much about this supernatural item?”

Sister Hong smiled and set down the teacup, then said, “You’re right, I have indeed used these scissors before, so I know a bit. But don’t you find it odd that the blood pool is red, the scissors are red, and even that cabinet that haunts you is red?”

“What do you know?” Yang Jian asked immediately.

He knew very well the resemblance between the blood in the pool and the blood flowing from the Ghost Cabinet, and that when Yan Li became a ghost handler, it was in Dachang City that he acquired that drop of ghost blood.

Yang Jian long suspected that the drop of blood Yan Li obtained came from the Ghost Cabinet unexpectedly.

“Once this matter concludes, I might consider telling you,” Sister Hong maintained her usual persona, unwilling to explain things clearly, intentionally keeping others guessing.

This is probably a woman’s nature; no medicine shop owner is straightforward.

“So if I don’t agree to be your driver, I’ll never be able to learn of this matter from you?” Yang Jian said.

Sister Hong smiled silently, simply saying, “Rest assured, it’s just a trip, I won’t ask you to do anything else. It’s a small matter for you, just like telling you about cleansing the curses on the ghost scissors, which is also a triviality. However, those little things are significant for each of us in the eyes of others.”

“Cooperation is mutually beneficial; I believe people in today’s society understand these four words better than I do.”

Yang Jian pondered for a moment: “You want me to drive that supernatural bus and take you somewhere?”

“It’s a secret; you’ll naturally know when you reach the destination.” Sister Hong placed her fair fingers before her scarlet lips and shushed.

“I want to be back by midnight to rest, if there’s no problem, I can agree to take you on a trip.” Yang Jian thought for a moment and finally didn’t refuse.

After all, Sister Hong was indeed correct; mutual benefits are key.

He could gain experience driving the supernatural bus from this too.

“Around ten o’clock, the supernatural bus will pass through Dachang City. If all goes well, you should be back in an hour or so,” Sister Hong said, understanding that Yang Jian didn’t want to spend too much time with her.

Yang Jian said, “Fine, hope you don’t play any tricks.”

“How could I? Rest assured, finding a bus driver in the supernatural circle isn’t easy. We might have more opportunities for cooperation in the future,” Sister Hong said.

Without replying, Yang Jian said, “Now that the time is still early, if there’s nothing else, you can leave. I’ll be there around ten.”

“How heartless; you’re already chasing me away? I thought you might keep me here for a few days. Oh well, I’m a pitiful woman destined to wander rootless, making a home everywhere,” Sister Hong laughed but stood up.

Yang Jian didn’t speak, only watched as Sister Hong swayed her graceful steps, humming an old melody from the Republic era, slowly leaving.

“If I were to really make a move, could I take her down?”

He contemplated this question.

After all, Sister Hong was a genuine ghost handler from the Republic era, and she was part of a group with Zhang Dong and Luo Qian, those old monsters.

Anyone mingling in that circle couldn’t possibly be weak.

Moreover, the rebirth of Sister Hong had been a while, so how many pieces of her past supernatural powers had she regained?

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