Mysterious Revival

Yang Jian was chopped in half at the waist and clumsily collapsed onto the ground, his blood flowing everywhere. At this moment, his body was rapidly cooling, and his heartbeat was gradually stopping. After sustaining such severe damage, his body was dying again quickly, but Yang Jian's consciousness still existed. He was alive in an incomprehensible way and hadn't died from the bizarre cut of the Firewood Knife. "Sure enough, Xiong Wenwen's prediction was right. If I had rashly approached this ghost, I would have been killed on the spot," he muttered. The remaining upper half of Yang Jian was struggling; he lifted his head to look in the direction where the tall male corpse was departing, his expression changing uncertainly. What exactly was that attack just now? Is it that touching this ghost is not allowed, or is it just because I got too close? "Wait a second, why does the back of that ghost look so familiar?" Yang Jian watched as the tall male corpse distanced itself, gradually disappearing into the darkness, leaving behind a humanoid silhouette. The silhouette resembled a shadow, even more, it looked like the Headless Ghost Shadow. No, it wasn't just similar; the silhouette of the Headless Ghost Shadow overlapped almost perfectly with that of the tall male corpse. The only difference was that the Headless Ghost Shadow lacked a head, while the rotting tall male corpse had one. Immediately, Yang Jian glanced back at the Headless Ghost Shadow. In an instant, he was stunned. The Headless Ghost Shadow behind him was also severed in two, cut at the waist just like his corpse, with no connection in the middle. "The Headless Ghost Shadow is severed? What a joke. Can that thing even attack a ghost shadow?" Yang Jian looked at his own feet still standing in place; behind them, there were only the shadows of legs, with the shadow of the upper body missing. He looked down. The remaining half of the shadow was on his upper body. At that moment, Yang Jian finally understood why in Xiong Wenwen's premonition the Ghost Rope was cut—it seemed that the eerie Firewood Knife had the ability to contain ghosts to some extent. No, more precisely, it had the ability to dismember ghosts. A whole ghost was dispersed by the bizarre Firewood Knife. "But why does the wound on the waist of the ghost shadow look the same as the one on the neck?" Yang Jian noticed that both the head of the Headless Ghost Shadow and the waist that had just been cut bore a perfectly straight line. The wounds were identical. This definitely wasn't a coincidence but evidence. "The Headless Ghost Shadow used to have a head, and it suffered the same misfortune as me—it was chopped by that eerie Firewood Knife, and its head fell off, so the complete ghost shadow was dismembered, broken into a puzzle; the body became the Headless Ghost Shadow, and the head became another ghost..." After realizing this, Yang Jian was astonished. He had unintentionally discovered some connections in the ghost puzzle, and it could even be said he had found a part of the original puzzle of the ghost. "The Headless Ghost Shadow is very likely the shadow of this ghost. The back silhouette is exactly the same. The head of the ghost shadow was likely chopped off by the Firewood Knife in this ghost's hand," Yang Jian's eyes flickered as he speculated, "So, did the ghost sever its own shadow?" It sounded almost unbelievable. Would a ghost that had completed its puzzle scatter its own pieces? The rotting body, the Headless Ghost Shadow, and the Ghost Shadow Figure were divided into three parts. "Then, if my guess is true, where would the final Ghost Shadow Figure be? Also in the Furen Mall of Dachang City as before? But when I detained the Headless Ghost Shadow last time, I didn't notice it... or did I miss it unintentionally because I wasn't careful enough?" Yang Jian felt there was a greater possibility that he had missed something. Of course, there was another possibility—that the head of the ghost shadow was not there, but in another place in this world. "Now doesn't seem like the time to think about that. Even if the ghost shadow is the shadow of this ghost, the ghost shadow has already crashed, and I am the one in control, and I will not hand over this puzzle piece to the ghost." The ghost shadow of Yang Jian's upper body gradually extended, trying to connect to the lower half shadow and reassemble. However, he soon frowned. Although the upper and lower ghost shadows were piecing themselves together, the speed was much slower than he had anticipated, and it would take several hours to return to the previous state at this rate. "Can a dismembered ghost not recover quickly? It seems not just the ghost shadow, even my Ghost Domain has gaps," Yang Jian looked up at his three-layered Ghost Domain. A huge gap had appeared, which couldn't be repaired in a short time either. In the vision of his ghost eye, there seemed to be a blind spot, and the area was unclear. "This is truly a terrifying and bizarre object," Yang Jian maneuvered his body within the Ghost Domain, fusing the two severed halves together before joining them with the upper body's Ghost Shadow. Instantly, his body returned to normal. But he felt no sensation in his legs and couldn't walk. The gap in the Ghost Shadow hadn't healed, and he couldn't control the lower body's Ghost Shadow to move his legs, because his own body was already dead, incapable of movement. Previously, he could move only because the Headless Ghost Shadow was manipulating him, not because his corpse could actually move by itself. "Coffin Nails from Dachang City, Fang Shiming's Ghost Scissors, and the strange Firewood Knife from here, these kinds of supernatural objects are very special... If I can't take it with me this time, I may even consider prying up some of the floor tiles Fang Shiming walked on and leaving them here for this ghost to step on the residual footprints." Having his legs rendered useless by a single cut didn't bother Yang Jian, as he could still move using the Ghost Domain. But upon closer consideration, he abandoned this plan. Because the uncertainty was too great. This place is so vast, even if we bring Fang Shiming's footprints, when will the ghost cover them thoroughly enough to step on them? If lucky, it might not even happen in several years. Yang Jian couldn't wait that long. "Continue to try other methods. I can't waste this opportunity while the Eight-Tone Music Box curse is still in effect. If I miss this chance, it will be impossible to encounter this ghost again later. That kind of assault would probably be unbearable for any ghost master." Yang Jian pursued the ghost once more, determined to outlast it. Without taking this object, there would be no way to confront Fang Shiming's Ghost Scissors. The ghost hadn't gone far. Yang Jian quickly caught up, and this time he was even bolder, approaching closely. From ten meters away, the distance between them slowly closed. He was willing to risk his life to probe the ghost's second mode of attack. Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters.... Yang Jian followed behind the tall, decomposing corpse, but this time he wasn't attacked. The ghost continued its heavy, stiff walk, utterly unaware and indifferent to Yang Jian following behind. "The ghost's mode of attack isn't about distance," Yang Jian concluded after approaching within five meters. Being close wouldn't provoke an attack from the ghost. If it wanted to attack, it would have done so by now. "The likelihood is contact," Yang Jian thought of the situation just before. The Ghost Hand made contact with this ghost, triggering the killing rule, and the ghost turned around. But that cut probably wasn't aimed at him. It was likely meant for the original body of the Ghost Hand; he might have been an accidental casualty, after all, the killing rule was triggered by the Ghost Hand, not his own. But this was only one guess and not necessarily the truth. "Even if it's not contact, it's definitely related to it. So, what I need to consider is how to take the supernatural object from the Ghost Hand without touching the ghost," Yang Jian's gaze flickered as he thought of another supernatural object he had taken from headquarters earlier. The Corpse Wrapping Cloth. This artifact is said to be able to suppress any ghost without fail, and so far, there has been no record of failure. The only caveat is that the ghost must be wrapped up, and the process is very slow. The phrases "very slow" nearly made the Corpse Wrapping Cloth sound useless. To restrain a ghost, immediate effects are needed. Who has the time for slow measures? But Yang Jian had chosen this artifact for two reasons: one for himself and one for the ghost in front of him. Thus, he carried the Corpse Wrapping Cloth with him. Thinking this, Yang Jian took out the Corpse Wrapping Cloth from his clothes, which was stored in a golden box. This object, folded inside the box, didn't take up much space and was no trouble to carry. Upon opening it, The inside greyish-white thick cloth bore the imprint of a human outline; he could even discern the vague face and body traces on the Corpse Wrapping Cloth, proving that at some point it had wrapped around a body... or a ghost. The cloth wasn't damaged, which indicated that a ghost had once been tightly suppressed by it, but for some reason, the ghost escaped, leaving behind only the empty Corpse Wrapping Cloth.