Seeing the writing on top of the paper, he hesitated for a while.

In the end, Yang Jian did not discard the brown human skin.

The reason was simple, he did not want to follow in Zhou Zheng’s footsteps and die from the revival of a fierce ghost.

Although this parchment exuded a kind of evil and eerie aura, it was an unknown opportunity for Yang Jian. Perhaps this parchment could really reveal some important information to him, or perhaps he could really know the future.

“I can feel that keeping this parchment is definitely not a good thing… but I have no choice now. Even if the situation gets worse, I’ll just die. It’s still better than the revival of a fierce ghost.” Yang Jian’s eyes flickered. “And if I’m more careful and take more precautions, maybe the situation won’t be too bad.”

After gritting his teeth, he rolled up the human skin and stuffed it into his pocket.

He had already decided to keep it.

At this moment, Zhang Wei’s phone in his hand suddenly rang again, showing Fang Jing’s name on the screen.

Yang Jian snapped out of his thoughts and his eyes flickered when he saw Fang Jing’s name.

He almost forgot that Fang Jing was still nearby.

After thinking for a moment, he chose to answer the call.

“Hello, Yang Jian, I’ve given you the thing. You can’t hang up on me. Quickly, tell me how to leave this place. Hurry up.” Fang Jing’s voice was panicked, obviously he was very scared now.

Because he was now alone, without any classmates around him.

Although he had escaped the footsteps behind him, he was still in the Ghost Domain. As long as he did not leave the Ghost Domain, his safety was only temporary.

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered at this moment, and his mind was thinking quickly.

He decided to use Fang Jing as an experiment.

Soon, he spoke, “Fang Jing, I won’t take you out of here, but I’ll teach you a method. I survived by using this method.”

“What method? Teach me quickly.” Fang Jing urged.

Yang Jian said, “Your phone can still connect to the internet, right? I’m going to send you a website, open a forum, and find a post by a netizen named Lightning King.”

After speaking, he sent the address of the ghost story forum he had previously read.

Fang Jing quickly received the message and said, “I found the post by Lightning King. It’s popular.”

“Open it, block everyone else, and go to the end.” Yang Jian said.

Fang Jing’s fingers were sweating. He tapped the screen of his phone, opened the post, and followed the instructions to scroll to the end.

As soon as he opened it, he shuddered all over.

A photo.

The photo showed an old man wearing a long gown, covered in corpse spots, with a numb and lifeless face.

The old man was standing outside a glass window, as if he was passing by from the side.

That was right.

That was the old man who knocked on the classroom door earlier.

“Did you see the photo? Save it.” Yang Jian said.

“Okay, okay.” Fang Jing gulped and saved the photo with fear.

After he finished, Yang Jian immediately looked around, paying attention to the situation in all directions.One minute, two minutes, three minutes… the old man did not appear. He seemed to have left this place and Yang Jian didn’t know where he had gone. But he knew that the Ghost Realm was still there and the old man had not left. He was just out of sight. After all, the school was so big that it was not strange not to see the figure of that thing.

“Yang Jian, Yang Jian, say something. I’ve done what you said, but nothing has happened.” Fang Jing’s voice came from the phone.

“I guessed wrong. The old man didn’t appear outside the classroom because I looked at his photo,” Yang Jian frowned.

He had three hypotheses in his mind before.

The Lightning King posted on the forum from a hospital in another province, hundreds of kilometers away from Dachang City. What were the chances of hitting the same ghost from a hospital in another province to the school? Yang Jian thought it was very, very small. Unless there was only one possibility, the old man was brought here by something. A signal, a condition, or a person. So, his first guess was related to Zhou Zheng. The old man was looking for Zhou Zheng, after all, Zhou Zheng was a Ghost Tamer and must have dealt with ghosts.

But with Zhou Zheng’s death, and since he had never seen this old man before, this hypothesis could be overturned.

The second guess was related to Fang Jing. But since the old man appeared and Fang Jing was still alive, this could also be ruled out.

So the third guess… the old man was brought by himself. If this hypothesis was established, then Yang Jian and the old man were only connected by having read the forum story, seen his photo, and heard the knocking sound recorded by the Lightning King…

“If it’s not the photo, then it’s the knocking sound.”

Thinking of this, Yang Jian continued to speak, “Fang Jing, do you see the audio file below? Click on it. This is your chance to leave here.”

“Okay.” Fang Jing clicked on the audio file.

“Boom, boom…” The dull knocking sound, like knocking on the heart, quickly spread in the dark environment.

Fang Jing picked up his phone and shone it around, “Yang Jian, nothing has happened…”

However, on the other end of the phone, Yang Jian’s eyes suddenly shrank and a look of horror appeared on his face.

An old man, dressed in a long gown, with a face full of dead gray and covered in corpse spots, appeared on the small path in the school’s green belt at some point. He moved stiffly and slowly, step by step towards Fang Jing.

Indeed, he appeared… and it was not normal, as if the old man had been standing there all along.

“Damn it, I guessed right. The old man is here to find me because I heard that knocking sound…” Yang Jian felt a chill in his heart.

“Fang Jing, hey, Fang Jing, say something,” Fang Jing didn’t know that the old man was walking towards him and continued to ask.Yang Jian slowly retreated, avoiding the old man’s sight and leaving cautiously. “Keep listening to that audio file, don’t stop.”

“Is this really useful?”

Fang Jing repeated, clicking on the audio file.

“Boom, boom, boom.”

The strange knocking sound kept playing on his phone.

Although it seemed to have no effect, Fang Jing found that there were no more footsteps around him. Although it didn’t seem to work, it couldn’t be said that it was completely ineffective.

“Yang Jian’s method should work.” Thinking of this, Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

But what he didn’t know was that behind him, the old man in black with corpse spots on his body was gradually approaching him.

At this moment, Yang Jian immediately left the green tree, moved away from the old man, and returned to the previous playground.

He was at least several hundred meters away and couldn’t see Fang Jing and the green trees anymore.

“Fang Jing, are you still alive?” Yang Jian suddenly asked.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” Fang Jing replied.

“I’m sorry, I apologize to you. I tricked you.”

“What did you trick me with?” Fang Jing was puzzled.

“The old man who knocked on the classroom door earlier was brought here by me. It was looking for me.”

“Now I know, but I didn’t before. And I think that the condition that brought that old man here is related to the audio file. Yes, the knocking sound you just heard.”

“What?” Fang Jing’s heart shrank in fear, and his face showed a shocked expression.

This knocking sound could bring the old man here, and he had just clicked on it so many times…

Fear swept through his body again, and he took a few steps back unconsciously.

“Bang!”

His body seemed to hit something, cold and stiff.

Turning around, he saw an old man with a face full of dead gray and corpse spots staring at him numbly.

His body… couldn’t move.

An old, skinny, and cold hand slowly lifted up and gradually covered Fang Jing’s face… The force was great, and he felt the bones on his face being crushed.

“Yang, Yang Jian…” Fang Jing’s frightened and resentful scream came from the phone.

Yang Jian remained unmoved and said to the phone, “As you taught me, one cannot be too naive.”

After speaking, he hung up the phone.