Chapter 92 – The vestiges of change


The sky finally brightened.

Yang Jian didn’t sleep all night, sitting here in the funeral parlor.

Although he wasn’t tired, being in a state of nervous tension for a long time, staring at the coffin in front of him, even an iron man couldn’t bear it.

Fortunately, he was not a complete person yet.

So Yang Jian chose not to rest.

At this time, even if he was exhausted, he had to endure it.

“The coffin has been quiet all night, and I haven’t been attacked by any fierce ghosts here all night… So now it seems that my previous guess should be correct.” Yang Jian’s eyes were bloodshot, even without opening the Ghost Eye, his eyes were turning into Ghost Eyes.

He bet his life last night and he could be sure that the ghost was directly related to this coffin.

And it wasn’t just one ghost, but both ghosts in the village were related to the coffin.

There was just one doubt that hadn’t been solved yet.

Why did the ghost with the code name “Disease Ghost” deliberately lure all the ghost tamers out and gather them together last night?

What was the purpose behind this?

“The information is still too little, and there is not much useful information to analyze. But since it has been determined that the real ghost is in the coffin, we can find a way to confine it.” He looked at the nearby body bag.

The thing he bought for twenty million should not disappoint him.

He didn’t take action before because he wasn’t sure if there was a real ghost in the coffin.

If he played the wrong move and the ghost was still outside, wouldn’t he be killing himself?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, making his sore and numb body regain its senses.

He was ready to try to confine the ghost in the coffin.

Although he felt a little guilty and lacked confidence.

But now he could only bite the bullet and do it.

He walked to the coffin in the funeral parlor again, ready to forcibly open it using the Ghost Domain.

But at this moment, five or six villagers wearing mourning clothes suddenly appeared outside the gate of the village.

These villagers looked at Yang Jian and were immediately stunned.

“Who are you? Why are you here?”

An old man said, “Get out, get out of here. This is not a place for you city people to play. How dare you make trouble in the funeral parlor? I’ll break your legs.”

“…”

Yang Jian looked at these old men and old ladies who came over and was stunned for a moment.

You are burning paper and guarding the spirit here with a ghost in the coffin? Is this true love?

“Please, please listen to my explanation, everyone.” Yang Jian hurriedly spoke to avoid being driven away.

“Bullshit, get out.”

This old man had a bad temper and pulled Yang Jian out.

Yang Jian immediately said, “Please calm down, Grandpa. Now that things have come to this point, I can’t hide it anymore. In fact, the deceased in this coffin is my brother. I call him brother, and I am his younger brother. After I learned of his death a few days ago, I was overwhelmed with grief… No, I mean I was overwhelmed with grief, so I drove here overnight to pay my respects.”

“I was thinking about my brother all night, so I sat here to accompany him. I hope you all can understand, Grandmas and Grandpas.”

“The person who died is his only son,” said an old lady who was watching the excitement.

“…”

At this time, can’t you stop arguing? It’s not easy to make up a lie on the spot.

Yang Jian coughed twice and said, “I forgot to mention that although we are biological brothers, we have different fathers and mothers. Although we have no blood relationship, we are true brothers. Our feelings are as deep as the sea, and our brotherhood is greater than the sky. It is as clear as the sun and the moon. So I hope you all can allow me to sit here and accompany my brother and send him off.”

“But you came to the village during the day yesterday, you didn’t come back at night. You must be a fraud.” said an old man.

Damn, this old man has a good memory. It’s a pity he doesn’t play mahjong with that memory.

Yang Jian continued to bite the bullet and said, “Is that so? I remember that I came at night. I must have been too overwhelmed with grief and couldn’t tell day from night. But this doesn’t affect my longing for my deceased brother.”

“Are you really my nephew’s brother?”

The old man who was holding onto Yang Jian looked at him suspiciously.

“Absolutely, I didn’t study much, I didn’t make up for my classes in elementary school, and I didn’t learn much. So I won’t deceive people, I only speak the truth.” Yang Jian nodded.

This old man blamed him, “Why did you come so late? Did you bring the white envelope?”

“I did, I did.”

Yang Jian immediately took out a thousand yuan.

“It’s rare that you have such a heart to guard the spirit for my nephew. You worked hard last night, and if you’re not afraid, I’ll trouble you tonight as well.” The old man grabbed Yang Jian’s hand and was a little excited.

When he took back his hand, the thousand yuan in his hand was gone.

Yang Jian’s mouth twitched.

If you had said you wanted a white envelope earlier, it would have been fine. Now I’m here making up relatives.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. This is my nephew’s brother who came from outside. He came back to burn paper. Don’t misunderstand in the future.” The old man greeted the other villagers.

Yang Jian originally wanted to ask the old man what the name of his deceased nephew was, but after thinking about it, he decided not to ask.

Asking when there was a ghost lying in the coffin was pointless.

But with this disturbance, it was obviously unrealistic to take action during the day. With so many people and distractions, who knows what might happen.

And… why didn’t the ghosts in this village attack the old people in this village? Even if they prioritize attacking ghost tamers, they should start indiscriminate killing when the ghost tamers are not around.

Could it be that they were local ghosts? Attached to their emotions.

In addition, the villagers seemed a bit strange.

Living in a village where fierce ghosts wandered, there was bound to be something strange.

But this was not the time to think about these issues. At least in Yang Jian’s opinion, these people were warm-blooded, had a heartbeat, and were living… people.

They posed no threat, regardless of whether these villagers were strange or not.

He temporarily left the house.

Yang Jian sat outside and rested for a while, watching the villagers coming in and out of the funeral parlor, burning paper, changing burnt candles, and crying for the coffin… It felt strange.

Do they even know that there is a ghost in the coffin?

While he was resting, his satellite positioning phone rang.

Liu Xiaoyu called.

“Hello, Yang Jian, are you available to take a call?”

“If you have something to say, I’m not busy at the moment,” Yang Jian said.

“I did some research on the photo you sent me yesterday.” Liu Xiaoyu’s voice came from the phone.

“What’s the situation?”

“The situation is very bad… The person in the photo you sent me doesn’t exist in Dachang City, or even in the whole country. In other words, this person simply doesn’t exist.” Liu Xiaoyu said.

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed when he heard this. “No such person? How is that possible? Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake in your investigation?”

The person in the coffin may be a ghost, but the person in the photo should not look like a ghost.

“No, this is the result obtained by comparing the national database using a supercomputer. The person with the highest similarity to your photo in the database is less than 60%. And I have also checked those with higher similarity, and there is no problem. In addition, your photo has been verified by a professional staff member… It is highly likely to be a composite.” Liu Xiaoyu said.

“What does that mean?” Yang Jian asked.

“It means that several photos of people were mixed together to form the picture. Do you understand?” Liu Xiaoyu said.

Looking at the funeral parlor in front of him and the photo of the person in the coffin, Yang Jian felt a chill all over his body.

After hearing this, he finally realized.

The photo was a bit different from yesterday.

He opened another phone’s photo album and compared it with the photo.

Sure enough, there were some changes.

These changes were difficult to describe specifically, but if you compared them carefully, you could be sure that yesterday’s photo and today’s funeral photo were just highly similar, but definitely not the same person.

Was the funeral photo changing?

Although he didn’t know why this was happening, Yang Jian felt that this change was definitely not a good one.

“Hello, Yang Jian, can you still hear me?”

Liu Xiaoyu heard no response from this side and said, “I have found the files related to the Huanggang Village incident that you asked me to investigate. I will send them to your phone. You should have a spare phone, right? The criminal police phone doesn’t have the function to receive pictures.”

“Okay, okay.” Yang Jian immediately said, and gave her his personal phone number.

Soon, he received an email on his phone.

He eagerly opened the file about Huanggang Village, and almost jumped up from the ground when he saw the information on the file.

“How can this be? How is this possible?”

The information in the file filled him with a sense of inexplicable fear.

And at this moment.

The sports car drove into the village again.

It was Zhang Yiming, Zhang Han, and Ye Jun who had left last night.


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