Mysterious Revival-Chapter 751 - 718 The Inexplicable Person

Throughout this time, Yang Jian stayed in his hometown with Jiang Yan for about seven or eight days. Due to the supernatural events, the village was not lively but rather desolate and quiet, as part of the villagers had died in their nightmares, another portion had been taken away, and the remaining had to deal with funerals.

Although some of the younger villagers returned in the midst of it all, they were lured back by the five million that Yang Jian had offered.

To avoid any trouble and entanglements, he and Jiang Yan decided to leave in the car on the morning of the eighth day.

However, his mother Zhang Fen didn't want to leave her hometown so soon and wished to stay a while longer. Yang Jian didn't insist, realizing that the village was safe now and a few more days wouldn't be problematic. If anything did arise, he could immediately rush back from the city, which was less than thirty miles away.

As for his cousin Xiao Yuan.

These past few days, she seemed to have vanished, staying out of sight as if she were hiding. Midway through, Yang Jian had inquired about her, but she was nowhere to be found.

However, at night, her parents mentioned she returned to sleep.

Yang Jian didn't know what peculiar business Xiao Yuan was preoccupied with, but he had the nagging feeling that she was deliberately avoiding him. As for the reasons, he couldn't deduce them; after all, Xiao Yuan still had her secrets.

But knowing that his cousin Xiao Yuan was safe and sound, Yang Jian also felt at ease.

That coffin purchased a few days ago.

Yang Jian had checked it multiple times along the way, noticing that the decay continued but at a slower pace, though he couldn't determine the cause. Overall, it was a positive sign, requiring only time and patience.

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After all, the corpse of the ghost had already decayed by more than half.

According to what that person had said, there was nothing else to worry about.

It was just a matter of waiting for the outcome one day.

"Yang Jian, I've already had the coffin sent ahead to our home. There shouldn't be any problems en route, but if there are, Zhang Han over there should be able to help sort things out," Jiang Yan said, hanging up the phone after making some inquiries.

Yang Jian stood at the entrance to the village, looking back as if he were searching for something, or perhaps waiting for something.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Nothing much, let's go back to Dachang City. You drive today," Yang Jian said, tossing the car keys to her before taking a seat in the passenger side.

Jiang Yan chuckled, "Alright, but don't blame me if we get rear-ended on the way."

Although her driving skills were pretty bad, she relished being behind the wheel.

"It's fine," Yang Jian didn't mind as he leaned back in the passenger seat and looked out the window, his gaze fixed on a nondescript forest in the distance.

"Then, we're off," Jiang Yan said, sneaking a glance at Yang Jian and feeling very happy.

During her time in his hometown, it seemed he had grown accustomed to her presence, and her aunt had been extremely friendly toward her. She felt that she was getting closer to Yang Jian, almost as if they were returning to the days when they relied solely on each other.

However, she believed that Yang Jian's lack of affection wasn't from genuinely disliking her but rather the influence of the malevolent ghost shadow. To her, he was being quite good, having an even worse attitude towards others.

Driving cheerfully, Jiang Yan even sneakily played one of her favorite songs in the car.

The car gradually left the village behind, but not via the road they came by, rather an opposite one.

It seemed that this road had less traffic and was slightly closer to Dachang City, making it a suitable choice for a novice driver like Jiang Yan.

As the car moved away,

the distance to that inconspicuous forest started to close. Despite knowing there was nothing strange left in the woods, Yang Jian still rested his head, looking in that direction.

The collapsed wooden hut was still there.

As well as the traces.

However, the people from before had died. Recollecting the scenes from his nightmare, he felt as if he had met his father once again.

It was a memory both horrific and somewhat beautiful.

"Hmm?"

As the car neared, Yang Jian's attention subtly shifted. He thought he saw someone near the forest.

Was it an illusion?

But soon, Yang Jian felt it wasn't an illusion.

He saw Xiao Yuan standing at the entrance to the forest, still in her raincoat, resembling a scarecrow, motionless. At that moment, perhaps attracted by the sound of the car, she turned around and looked in their direction.

Xiao Yuan was waving, her face beaming with a smile.

It seemed she was calling out to him, yet not a single sound reached him.

"She disappeared for days, only to run off and play in the forest?" Yang Jian was taken aback.

However, when he looked again, Xiao Yuan had already vanished.

It was as if she had disappeared into the woods, or as if she had never been there at all, merely a figment of his imagination.

"She is an existence even I can't explain," Yang Jian gradually withdrew his gaze, deep in thought.

He knew Xiao Yuan was odd,

but as for the specifics of her peculiarity and her true identity, he was utterly clueless.

He only knew that decades ago, there was someone named Yang Yuanyuan who had drowned, identical to his cousin.

The distant, unremarkable forest began to recede.

Yang Jian stopped pondering over the matter. He had encountered too many bizarre and incredible things. Some had answers, others did not. Dwelling too much on them and becoming obsessed would only put him at risk.

The distance between his hometown and Dachang City was not far.

After a journey of some twenty minutes, the car entered the urban area of Dachang City.

"Yang Jian, should we go back home first, or to the company?" asked Jiang Yan at that moment.

Yang Jian replied, "Let's go to the company first. After all these days, the matter I asked Zang Hua to handle should have some results by now."

He had asked Zang Hua to look into the matter of those coordinates when he left.

Those coordinates came from an old plank of wood, left behind by the Door Knocking Ghost, suspected to be linked to clues from the Republic of China Period. He had gone to Japan to deal with that Door Knocking Ghost and had even lost a Dead Man's Head—it could be said that he paid a hefty price for it.

Yang Jian hoped that the coordinates would not disappoint him, that they would uncover some of his inner doubts and reveal some secrets.

The city's roads were still somewhat deserted. He didn't know if it was because of the New Year or because of the aftermath of the Hungry Ghost incident, but the city's vitality had not managed to recover to its former state.

"There's still some time left before paranormal events completely spiral out of control, which would only be a matter of a month or two. By then, people will see how important it is to have a Captain Level spirit controller in a city. No need for publicity; many people will flock to this city."

Yang Jian thought to himself.

After driving around the city for a while, the car stopped at the base of Shangtong Tower.

Parking in front of the building was not allowed, but Yang Jian's car was obviously an exception. No one would try to stop it because he was the owner here, and the security wouldn't dare to interfere.

"We're here. I'm dead tired from driving. I'm going to take a shower in the office. Yang Jian, want to join me?" Jiang Yan stretched and looked at Yang Jian with a mischievous smile, completely unabashed.

Yang Jian said, "No need. I'll take a stroll around the company and maybe sit with Zang Hua for a bit."

"Don't be shy. I don't mind, so what's holding you back?" Jiang Yan said playfully, tugging at Yang Jian's arm.

Yang Jian looked at her expressionlessly, showing no hint of being moved, as cold as a stone, as if this woman had no appeal to him whatsoever.

"Then forget it," he said.

Jiang Yan muttered reluctantly, "Then I'll come find you tonight. Don't lock your door, alright? I don't have the key to your room."

"You really are nagging."

Yang Jian got out of the car and walked toward the tower.

"Hee-hee," Jiang Yan giggled. She wasn't upset at all.

After all, knowing Yang Jian's temperament, she was very aware of when he was truly angry and when he was not.

"President Yang."

"Good morning, President Yang."

As soon as he entered the lobby, many unfamiliar faces greeted him. Some were security guards and some were employees. Since he rarely showed his face and didn't get involved with company affairs, many knew him without him knowing them.

His main objective for walking around the company was just to show his face.

The purpose of his appearance was not to show off or to act cool.

It was to deter and to stabilize morale. He didn't believe that in such a large company, there weren't people from other powers mixed in. At the very least, people from the Japanese Exorcism Club had definitely infiltrated the company, and so had HQ. As for whether certain powers from paranormal forums or from abroad had slipped in, he wasn't certain.

Yang Jian just needed those people to know that he was still alive, and that nothing had happened to him despite his absence for several days.

After making his rounds, he decided to head back to his office to rest and to record the recent events before visiting Zang Hua.

However, as he passed an office on one floor, he heard a meeting going on within.

"Last year's performance was an utter disaster. I'm paying you such high salaries, and this is how you repay me? If I tied a dog to the office desk, it would do more than you guys, who spend all day playing games and lacking ambition. How will you ever succeed? Do you expect to inherit hundreds of billions from my father like me?"

A slightly thin young man in a suit was yelling while clutching his tie.

Clearly, the only person in the company who dared to speak so arrogantly was Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei, dressed in a suit and sporting a mature hairstyle, seemed like a different person, but his demeanor obviously hadn't changed.

"Boss, wasn't it you who said we could play games during work hours?" an employee retorted.

Zhang Wei paused for a moment, his face reddening before his voice softened significantly, "To speak, raise your hand first."

The employee raised his hand and said, "We spent a lot of work hours playing games with you. When would we have time to work?"

"Fire him. The reason is raising his hand to speak—but he raised his right hand," Zhang Wei pointed at the employee and commanded.

"..."

The employee was stunned for a moment, then jumped up in protest, "Damn, you're that arrogant?"

Zhang Wei replied, "That's how arrogant I am. If you dare, fire me. Damn it, I allowed you to play games during work, not all day long. Do I make you play games with me every day? A little kindness and you lose sight of heaven and earth, doing nothing all day. What use are you? Get out of here immediately."

"Damn it, words like that make me want to hit you."

The young employee couldn't stand Zhang Wei's arrogant attitude and, in a mix of anger and frustration, rushed to hit him.

But Zhang Wei seemed prepared, and a bodyguard immediately blocked the employee.

"Get lost."

The young employee threw a punch at the bodyguard's face, "I've been practicing Taekwondo for three years. Can you block this punch?"

The bodyguard, caught off guard, was immediately knocked to the ground.

"Is that it? I paid a lot for you to be here, and you got knocked down by one punch. It's embarrassing for me," said Zhang Wei.

"You're looking for it."

The angered bodyguard retaliated with a punch of his own, and the employee instantly collapsed on the floor, unconscious; "One punch from me equals ten years of jail time. Can you handle that?"

"Brilliant, awesome," Zhang Wei clapped and laughed. "That punch was gorgeous. I'll hire the best lawyer to fight your case."

"..." Watching this scene from a distance, Yang Jian was speechless.

But after giving it some thought, he didn't find anything inappropriate.

Yet, why did he always feel like it was perfectly reasonable for Zhang Wei to get punched for his arrogance?