The situation has reached this point, and the cause and effect of the supernatural events in Huanggang Village have been completely understood.

A village formed by ghosts.

A person who is trying to become a ghost completely by using a ghost coffin.

The true purpose of the company that issued this task is not to solve the supernatural events here or to save the detective Feng Quan, but to obtain this ghost coffin.

A coffin that is suspected to be able to turn people into ghosts completely.

Although it was not successful, it has high research value.

If a breakthrough can be found from this ghost coffin, perhaps supernatural events worldwide can be effectively suppressed.

However, Feng Quan’s selfishness has caused the ghosts in this coffin to be unable to return to it.

They are wandering in the village.

This is the source of horror.

And the solution to this problem is actually very simple.

There is no need to deal with the ghosts, just need to deal with the people.

At this moment, the headless ghost shadow is holding Feng Quan’s head. Its face is pale, without any blood, but it is still alive.

I don’t know what ghost in his body is maintaining this miracle of surviving after the separation of his head from his body.

However, after removing Feng Quan’s head, the headless ghost shadow did not hold it in its hand, but slowly lifted it up and put it on its own neck.

The instinct of a fierce ghost drives it to piece together a perfect body.

This behavior is not controlled by Yang Jian.

“Did it malfunction again?” Yang Jian’s eyes flickered.

In the next moment, the crimson ghost eyes on the headless ghost shadow opened.

It was nailed to the ground again and turned into a shadow.

Feng Quan’s head fell to the ground.

“Yang Jian, you should know that after entering the ghost coffin, we who have become ghosts can perfectly control the ghosts in our bodies. It’s foolish of you to hand over this coffin to a ghost.” He struggled and growled, wanting to dissuade Yang Jian from this idea.

“You are a detective, with great thoughts, wanting to be a savior. But I am just an ordinary person, I just want to survive. For your so-called possibility, you want to sacrifice all of us here. Do you think I will agree? Ridiculous. Even if I lose my life, I can’t control so much.” Yang Jian said seriously.

“Stop talking, the ghost… has come in.”

At this moment, Yang Jian moved the unconscious Zhang Han, Feng Quan’s head, and his body to the side, gathering them together.

To prevent them from becoming the first target of the ghost after being scattered.

A person walked into the room again.

It was an old man dressed as a farmer, with a somewhat thin figure and simple clothes.

There was no vitality on his face, only the cold breath of death.

This old man was Liu Genrong, the person Yang Jian had inquired about when he entered the village.

But now, he has become the new identity of this ghost.

After Liu Genrong walked in, his gray-white eyes showed no expression. He did not look at Yang Jian and the others in the corner, but his gaze stayed on the open coffin.

At this moment, the coffin was empty, with no one inside.

After a brief pause, Liu Genrong took a step and walked straight to the coffin.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and instinctively became alert.

Although he knew what would happen next, being in close contact with an unsolvable ghost still made him feel terrified and his hair stand on end.

“Don’t have any accidents, just lie down in the coffin obediently. The position has been cleared for you.” He silently prayed in his heart.

Because besides the possibility of the ghost entering the coffin, there was another possibility.

That is to attack him and the others first.

If that were the case, the situation would be bad.

The now ghost Liu Genrong, who had become a ghost, had already reached the side of the coffin, less than two meters away from Yang Jian in the corner.

He could reach out and grab him with one step forward.

However, this time, luck was on their side.

Liu Genrong, who had become a ghost, did not attack Yang Jian.

Perhaps it was because the number of ghosts in the bodies of Yang Jian, Zhang Han, and Feng Quan had exceeded the number he could suppress, and he was not satisfied with the condition of certain death, so he chose to give up.

Or perhaps returning to the coffin had a higher priority than attacking others.

At this moment.

Yang Jian saw the old man Liu Genrong, who had become a ghost, supporting the side of the coffin with one arm and using a strange posture to fall into the coffin. This movement was so similar to… a Thomas Flair, as if no athlete had his standard of movement.

Fortunately, he only turned half a circle.

If he had turned a few more circles and performed some kind of movement, the scene would have been even more beautiful.

“Finally, he went in. My speculation was correct. This is its true purpose.” Yang Jian thought to himself.

“Ka, ka~!”

Then a pair of somewhat thin, rough hands covered in field soil stretched out from the coffin, grabbed the moved coffin board beside it, and slowly moved it.

The coffin lid was adjusted to the right position.

With a bang.

The coffin lid fell.

It was tightly sealed, and the ghost coffin was covered again, returning to its original state.

Immediately.

The funeral hall returned to calm.

The expected result finally appeared without any danger.

The ghost returned to the coffin.

This supernatural event should be over.

“It won’t come out again, right?” Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a while.

He was not at ease and continued to observe for a while.

The ghost coffin remained calm and did not suddenly open the coffin board to try to come out again.

If this ghost really wanted to come out again, Yang Jian would definitely do his best to press down on the coffin board.

But he didn’t know if he could hold it down.

But the difficulty would be great, at least greater than pressing down on the coffin boards of Newton and Einstein.

“The matter is over.”

After being vigilant for nearly an hour, Yang Jian finally confirmed.

This ghost that entered the coffin will not easily come out again.

Unless some idiot opens the coffin again and voluntarily releases the ghost inside.Perhaps Huanggang Village had previously encountered this disaster because someone in the village held a funeral and unknowingly purchased a ghost coffin. The ghost was accidentally released when the coffin was opened.

“Now, are you satisfied?”

Feng Quan’s head was lying on the ground, but he was still alive. His numb eyes were filled with an inexplicable rage.

Yang Jian said, “You don’t have to thank me, at least I saved your life.”

“You destroyed a chance to save the world,” Feng Quan said.

“This world doesn’t need us to save it, we just need to save ourselves,” Yang Jian replied.

Feng Quan fell silent. He didn’t say anything else, only muttering, “You have a point.”

“Quite a point, isn’t it? I read it on a forum.”

Yang Jian continued, “Some motivational quotes and such, like ‘let go when it hurts’, ‘don’t argue with fools’, ‘if you’re capable, come hit me’, and so on.”

“You should really try going online instead of pretending to be dead in a coffin.”

“If you reattach my head, I might consider it,” Feng Quan said.

Yang Jian replied, “That’s impossible. You’re my only gain from this trip to the ghost village… I’m broke because of this mission, my fortune of tens of millions is now just over two million. Thanks to you, I’ve experienced what it’s like to get rich overnight and go bankrupt the next. Plus, as a ghost controller, I can’t just kill you easily, lest the ghost inside you revives and causes me huge trouble. But I can sell you, after all, you have two ghosts inside you.”

With that, he walked over with a body bag.

“…” Feng Quan looked at him with numb and somewhat surprised eyes.

This man, he actually wanted to sell him?

Just like that.

Yang Jian put Feng Quan’s body into the body bag.

As for his head.

Yang Jian stuffed it into his backside.

Let him experience a different kind of despair.

“This bag is worth at least two hundred million, I believe someone will take it,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

He planned to force sell it to some company.

After all, they were all ghosts.

There shouldn’t be any difference.

“Wait.”

Suddenly, his gaze shifted to Zhang Han who was nearby.

Yang Jian immediately stood up, picked up his suitcase again, prepared to dump out the body inside, and put him in as well.

“Yang Jian, you’re not thinking of selling me too, are you?”

Zhang Han, who had just woken up, was terrified, “I’ve never harmed you.”

“But you don’t look so good, are you about to have a ghost revival? Anyway, dying outside is still dying, why not give me a discount?”

Yang Jian said, “At most, I’ll split the money with your wife fifty-fifty, give half of the money from the sale to your family. Don’t worry, I’ll arrange it properly, I won’t let you suffer a loss.”

“I, I feel like I can still live for a while…” Zhang Han said, his face turning red, his desire to survive was very strong.