Mysterious Revival-Chapter 792 - 759: The Ownership of the Curse

"President Ye, this is very unusual. There are five spirit masters involved, including Yang Jian leading them. If it were an ordinary supernatural incident, with Yang Jian's capabilities, it should have been resolved by now. The fact that it's still unresolved indicates that the situation has gone beyond our expectations."

"I just established a file called 'Fushou Garden Incident' and rated it directly as A Level. I have already contacted headquarters about it too, and Cao Yanhua personally replied to the message. He said that if needed, headquarters would provide a certain degree of support."

"Such prompt cooperation is unprecedented. Cao Yanhua must also be aware of the severity of this issue."

The manager continued his report.

"Don't interrupt my work. Let the other administrators handle it. I'm busy now," Ye Zhen said indifferently, waving his hand to signal the manager to leave.

He disliked being disturbed at this time.

The manager did not leave but continued, "The Ghost Domain shrouding Fushou Garden is too strong to breach. We've already tried, and the other administrators are powerless."

Spirit masters who possessed a Ghost Domain were already few.

Moreover, Ghost Domains vary in strength, and a weaker Ghost Domain was helpless against the cemetery at Fushou Garden. Therefore, the Supernatural Forum faced a difficult problem that probably only the boss, Ye Zhen, could solve.

Yet, Ye Zhen remained indifferent. Frowning slightly, he said, "Are you the boss or am I the boss? Don't nag me. We'll talk after I finish this episode of the anime; it's the latest one."

Upon hearing this, the manager did not say anything further and silently left the office.

Upon exiting,

Ah Wu standing at the door asked, "What did the boss say?"

The manager looked at the people outside and said, "President Ye is having his afternoon tea and doesn't have time to deal with it right now. Let's wait a little longer."

"We can't wait. Luo Su Yi and Lin Luomei have already lost contact, and the Ghost Domain has engulfed Fushou Garden. We don't know what Yang Jian is doing inside. If we don't handle this well, it could turn into a huge problem," Ah Wu said anxiously.

"I know, but so far the situation hasn't spiraled out of control, has it? The Ghost Domain hasn't expanded, and we have Yang Jian's team in charge inside. The situation isn't so dire that it requires immediate action. It's okay to wait and see; maybe Yang Jian will resolve it soon. We don't want to rush and make things worse," the manager replied gravely.

"Just keep an eye on Fushou Garden and report back at any time. If something unexpected happens, I believe President Ye will not tolerate it. You all know his temperament," the manager continued.

The others heard this and immediately calmed down.

"This really is the most unfortunate timing, of all the moments to choose from, it had to be the afternoon. Once the boss's afternoon tea time is over, we'll probably have to wait until four or five o'clock."

Ah Wu started to feel a headache coming on.

This wasn't the first time this had happened.

Not even the most pressing matters could disturb Ye Zhen from his anime watching sessions in the company office.

The manager said, "However, President Ye will definitely take action this time, just like always. All we have to do is prepare as usual."

"Of course."

The others nodded repeatedly in agreement.

At this moment, within Fushou Garden.

Having narrowly escaped a certain death from a ghost attack thanks to the substitution doll, Yang Jian didn't feel any sense of joy from his close call, but rather his expression grew even graver.

Because everything hidden behind this incident seemed unusually complex.

The resurrection of the old Mrs. Liu as a fierce ghost, the coffin nail from the graveyard, along with the red letters, and the ancient grave that could bury a fierce ghost.

When these elements were connected together, it was as if they formed a vast and complicated mystery, within which lay unimaginable dangers.

Yang Jian was very curious at this point.

What would happen if he successfully delivered the letter into old Mrs. Liu's hands now?

The danger hadn't been resolved yet, so now was not the time to ponder such things.

His gaze moved back to the tombstone etched with his own name, as he continued to observe and reflect.

Although his glance before was brief, it revealed much and very important information.

"The ghost used a Coffin Nail to carve the letters, but according to the sensation I had when I first acquired a Coffin Nail, it didn't seem to possess the ability to curse others by engraving names. Of course, it's possible that I haven't discovered it, but I am more inclined to believe that this cursing ability is not from the Coffin Nail."

"But from the tombstones here."

Yang Jian suspected there was something eerie about the tombstones here; each nameless tombstone had an empty slot, and whoever had their name carved upon it would be attacked by the eerie forces of the graveyard and then buried in the ancient grave.

It seemed Mrs. Liu was merely a tool.

A tool for carving names, not unlike the Ghost Slaves in the Ghost Domain, because the actual attack didn't come from Mrs. Liu herself.

If that were the case, it could easily explain why Mrs. Liu could die and resurrect, becoming a fierce ghost.

Mrs. Liu might not have become a real fierce ghost but was instead controlled by supernatural forces, turned into a Ghost Slave in the graveyard.

The real fierce ghost must be elsewhere.

"To prove this, a bold experiment is necessary; find an unmarked tombstone and let me, in place of the ghost, carve someone's name on it. Only then can we determine whether the curse stems from the Coffin Nail in Mrs. Liu's hand or from the tombstone itself."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered as a daring idea took shape in his mind.

If an experiment was to be carried out, then why not carve Mrs. Liu's own name on the tombstone?

Using the curse of a ghost to defeat a ghost.

If the attempt succeeded, Mrs. Liu, who roamed this graveyard, would be buried just like Luo Su Yi, and then whether it was taking the Coffin Nail or delivering the letter, everything could easily be accomplished without needless loss of life chasing down the knocking sounds to find Mrs. Liu.

"It's worth trying; I remember seeing some ancient graves with blank tombstones on my way here."

Yang Jian recalled the scenes he had passed on his way here.

Very soon.

He found the place with the blank tombstones in his mind.

It was the area they had just passed, near the twentieth grave site.

"Let's do that."

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After quickly planning, Yang Jian turned and left, swiftly retreating to meet up with Sun Rui and the others.

Although they had lost a decoy doll.

They had found a solution to this terrifying supernatural incident, and the loss was acceptable. Moreover, if successful, he might obtain a second Coffin Nail.

"Why hasn't he come back yet? Yang Jian has been gone for quite some time; could he have encountered danger? If something really happened to him, then things would be serious."

At that moment, Sun Rui looked in the direction Yang Jian had left.

Several minutes had passed without any sign of him.

Moreover, the knocking had stopped, but no victim had emerged; the one who died was not one of them.

"Maybe Yang Jian has already dealt with the ghost."

Li Yang speculated, "Don't always think the worst; it only adds unnecessary stress."

"I'm just worried. If Yang Jian were to fall here, we'd die too; we don't have a Ghost Domain to escape from this place."

Sun Rui said, leaning on his cane, "When that time comes, we'll have to fight the malevolent spirits here, and as you've seen, our odds of winning aren't great."

"Once targeted, death can happen in an instant."

Listening to his words.

The others, who thought they could leave this place alive, were nearly driven to despair.

It turns out, the key to leaving lay with Yang Jian, who had just left. Neither Sun Rui nor Li Yang, nor even Lin Luomei from before, were qualified to leave this place.

In other words.

If Yang Jian didn't appear, they would all be trapped here alive.

"Ding, ding ding."

Suddenly, a familiar yet terrifying sound rang out, breaking the oppressive atmosphere and causing everyone's hearts to skip a beat again.

It had come again.

The fatal knocking sound.

The ghost had not been dealt with and was still inscribing names.

Upon hearing this sound, Sun Rui's mentality almost blew up as he growled, "I knew there could be trouble; the ghost hasn't been resolved and is still inscribing names. Now another person will die, and we'll probably be trapped here."

"That can't be,"

Li Yang widened his eyes, not quite believing Sun Rui's words.

Could Yang Jian die here?

No, not possible.

He remembered witnessing Yang Jian blundering through The World of Ghost Drawing, where the ghosts were even fiercer, and yet Yang Jian was still alive and well, wasn't he?

"Seems like your mental state is worse than I thought. With that attitude facing an Unsolvable Level supernatural event, you definitely won't make it. Moreover, this event doesn't even reach an Unsolved Level—if I were to archive it, it wouldn't even qualify as a Grade A."

"The ghost hasn't been resolved, but I'm not about to die here either, and I've found a way."

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's voice came through; he had circled back from behind an old tombstone and appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Yang Jian, you're okay?"

Sun Rui was slightly astonished, seemingly not expecting Yang Jian to return safely.

After all, he had gone chasing after the ghost, and his absence had been prolonged.

Anyone would have suspected an accident.

"No time for idle talk, follow me. We're heading back. Starting now, we won't be looking for grave number 78. Keep an eye on the tombstones of the nearby old tombs for any blank ones and alert me immediately," Yang Jian said.

He didn't waste time.

He immediately turned back.

Seeing Yang Jian return, the others were re-energized, as if they had seen a glimpse of hope.

"How is my grandmother doing..."

Suddenly, the girl named Liu Xinyue mustered the courage to ask Yang Jian.

She wasn't concerned about her deceased grandmother but wanted to know why she had become a vengeful ghost, wandering here and constantly killing people.

Yang Jian glanced at her and asked, "What was your grandmother's original name?"

"Liu, Liu Lan."

Liu Xinyue's gaze shifted evasively, not daring to face Yang Jian's cold and strange eyes.

Every time she looked into them, it made her feel suffocated.

Those were not the eyes of a living person but resembled the ghostly figure of her grandmother she had seen, too terrifying.

"Liu Lan? Good, no matter what has become of your grandmother, whether a corpse or a ghost, today I will personally bury that thing."

Yang Jian said coldly, "You probably won't get a chance to pay respects to her again after this, and if you make it out alive, I doubt you'll dare to come back."

"The ghost is still killing, Yang Jian, have you thought of a way to stop it?"

Sun Rui was somewhat embarrassed; his mental state indeed wasn't great, and he couldn't maintain his composure in the face of life-and-death pressure like Yang Jian could.

Yang Jian said, "Don't bother with it; let the ghost kill one more person. If my method works, it'll be the last one it kills."

"If the method fails, then we all have to make a run for it."

He wasn't worried about his name being inscribed, for he already had his own grave here.

As for the others.

If they were nearby, he would try to save them if time permitted.

Because Yang Jian had a new hypothesis.

Here, not all paths led to death.

Ordinary people also had a chance to survive.

Whether it was true or not, someone had to prove it.