Three sports cars set off one after another, driving along the rural road towards Dachang City.

 

There were five people when they came.

 

But when they left, there were only three left.

 

It had only been less than a day.

 

No, to be precise, from encountering the ghost to leaving, it was less than an hour.

 

This was probably the fastest retreat of a group of ghost tamers.

 

"Zhang Yiming, is it really okay for us to leave like this?" Zhang Han hesitated and said through the communication link in the car.

 

Ye Jun, who was driving in front, sneered, "Then go back and save him. I've never liked this Yang Jian. It's just that under special circumstances, I have to tolerate him and not clash with him. You saw the horror of this ghost. We didn't even see its face before two people died, and the ghosts inside He Sheng and Ouyang Tian disappeared."

 

"Now, how many ghosts are there in Huanggang Village?"

 

Zhang Han said, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was, it seems like he has discovered something. Although Yang Jian is a bit arrogant, he's not a brainless person. He dares to shoot in the club and be the first one to rush forward when the ghost appears. It shows that he's a courageous person, and he even drew a map of the village after entering. Obviously, he's quite smart."

 

"Why would someone like him willingly stay in this haunted village, risking danger?"

 

"What are you trying to say?" Zhang Yiming asked while driving and smoking.

 

"Perhaps he already has some ideas. If he successfully solves the supernatural events in Huanggang Village, I think we will regret leaving here today," Zhang Han said.

 

Zhang Yiming fell silent for a moment before speaking, "Since we've already chosen to leave, don't think too much about it. Let's go back, take a shower, and go to bed early. We shouldn't come to Huanggang Village again."

 

"You're right, since we've already left, should we turn back now?"

 

Ye Jun snorted, but as soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

 

"Something's not right, stop the car."

 

Then, the sound of an emergency brake and the smell of burning tires filled the air.

 

Ye Jun, who was driving in front, stopped the car urgently.

 

"Damn it!" Zhang Han cursed and hurriedly hit the brakes, narrowly avoiding a collision.

 

"What's going on?" Zhang Yiming asked.

 

"You'll see when you get out of the car," Ye Jun said with an unpleasant expression.

 

The three of them got out of the car.

 

Under the illumination of the car lights, they could see the road clearly.

 

Following the road in front of them, a village appeared in their sight. At the intersection of the village, there was a village sign that read: Huanggang Village.

 

"Huanggang Village? Are we joking? We just left a village and now we're back here again?" Zhang Han widened his eyes and couldn't help but curse, "A ghost must be targeting us. It doesn't want us to leave. I knew things wouldn't be that simple. I was worried before that it wouldn't be easy to leave."

 

"Indeed, it's easy to enter this village but difficult to leave," Zhang Yiming agreed.

 

"Should we turn around and try again?"

 

Ye Jun looked at the village sign of Huanggang Village and said in a deep voice.

 

Zhang Yiming shook his head, "It's useless. It's impossible to drive out of the village. We've seen ghosts blocking the way before. Usually, there are only two ways to leave."

 

"One is to wait for the ghost to leave and give up on killing us."

 

"The second is to imprison the ghost and solve the supernatural event."

 

"You mean we can only go back into the village now?" Ye Jun asked.

 

Zhang Yiming crushed his cigarette on the ground and said, "The ghost is in the village, and we can't leave now. In this situation, the only chance we have is to go to its territory. To be blunt, even if we die, we die in vain."

 

"Who?"

 

Suddenly, at this moment, the light behind them flickered, as if something had passed by the car lights, blocking the light. A tall figure was reflected in the field.

 

Ye Jun was startled and immediately turned around. He was already soaked.

 

Drops of foul-smelling corpse water flowed out of him, leaving a small puddle on the ground.

 

Almost instinctively, he used the power of the fierce ghost.

 

"Did you see it clearly?"

 

When Zhang Yiming and Zhang Han turned around, there was no one there.

 

Ye Jun cautiously looked around and said, "I didn't see it clearly. I just saw a figure flash by in front of me, as if someone had passed by the car lights. Do you still think it was a living person passing by?"

 

Zhang Yiming walked over and lowered his head to inspect the area around the car lights.

 

"You didn't see it wrong. someone did pass by here just now. Look at these footprints."

 

Ye Jun and Zhang Han gathered around to take a look.

 

Clear footprints appeared in front of the car, but they disappeared when they reached the field. There were also yellow mud stains on the footprints, and clear shoe prints could be seen. In the middle of the yellow mud, there was some black powder, which looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

 

"Paper ash, this black powder is paper ash." Zhang Yiming touched it and smelled it.

 

Paper ash?

 

Zhang Han exclaimed, "Isn't there an iron basin in front of the mourning hall? During the day, the villagers were burning paper money. Wasn't that basin filled with paper ash?"

 

"Does that mean the ghost really came out of that house?" Ye Jun felt a chill down his spine.

 

Zhang Yiming threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped on it, "That's right. From the current situation, the ghost did come from the mourning hall. It's not here now because it's targeting us. It's near us, and it's close."

 

"If the ghost chose to follow us here, does that mean the Yang Jian who stayed in the mourning hall is already dead?" Zhang Han exclaimed in shock.

 

"I'm not sure. He might be dead, or he might still be alive, but the chances of survival are slim, especially since He Sheng and Ouyang Tian have already died," Zhang Yiming said.

 

He kept his eyes on any movement around him, not daring to be careless for a moment.

 

The ghost that had followed them here was definitely real, that much was certain.

 

So now, it wasn't a question of whether Yang Jian was alive or dead, but whether the three of them could survive.

 

In Huanggang Village.

 

Of course, Yang Jian hadn't died.

 

He found a pry bar and was trying to pry open the coffin lid.

 

"It's so heavy, it's like it's nailed shut, and I can't see any coffin nails around the coffin."

 

After trying for a while, Yang Jian still couldn't open it, so he hung on the pry bar with his whole body weight and managed to open a small gap.

 

Yes, just a small gap.

 

His Ghost Eye ignored the darkness and barely saw a glimpse of what was inside the coffin through the gap.

 

A pair of slightly blackened dead hands, ten fingers gripping the coffin lid like steel nails, sealing the coffin lid tightly, making it impossible to open it easily.

 

So, this was the reason why he couldn't open it?

 

Yang Jian's pupils contracted.

 

Just as he was trying to see more clearly, the coffin trembled, the pry bar slipped, and it instantly flew out, falling to the ground.

 

"Bang!"

 

The coffin lid made a loud noise and closed immediately, fitting perfectly without leaving any gaps.

 

"There's definitely a ghost lying in this coffin."

 

Yang Jian took a deep breath and looked at the pry bar on the ground. He didn't try to open it again.

 

Knowing the result was enough.

 

Whether he had to fully open the coffin or not was not important.

 

"If the ghost is in the coffin, does it mean that as long as I guard the coffin and prevent the ghost from coming out, I can avoid being killed?" Yang Jian didn't leave out of fear. He sat next to the coffin, staring at its every move.

 

He was using his life to verify a fact.

 

At this moment, the ghost was in the coffin, and he was outside the coffin.

 

Less than three meters apart.

 

While Yang Jian stayed awake and stared at the coffin, the three sports cars were parked in the middle of the road at the village entrance.

 

Zhang Yiming, Ye Jun, and Zhang Han sat back to back, vigilant of everything around them.

 

After encountering a ghost earlier, they didn't dare to drive or move around recklessly because they couldn't determine if the ghost was still nearby.

 

"Smack!"

 

Zhang Han suddenly slapped himself.

 

"Can't stand it, want to sleep?" Ye Jun asked.

 

Zhang Han said, "No, there's a mosquito. I got bitten and have a bump on my face."

 

Zhang Yiming said, "It's still about two hours until dawn. If we can't be sure if the ghost is nearby, then let's wait until it's light. At least we'll have better visibility."

 

"I wish Yang Jian was here right now. It seems like he can see ghosts with his eyes. At least he won't be as blind as us." Zhang Han slapped himself again, killing a mosquito.

 

"It's really frustrating. We're ghost tamers, but we were played by a ghost like this. We didn't even see its face. Even if we wanted to use the power of the fierce ghost, it didn't give us the chance," Ye Jun said, feeling frustrated.

 

It was like when Yang Jian shot him in the head at the club.

 

He could only take a beating without being able to retaliate.

 

"That's the difference between ghosts and ghost." Zhang Yiming smoked his cigarette and said.