Mysterious Revival

At this moment, outside a villa complex in the suburbs.

Li Yao had been sitting in the car for quite some time and was growing anxious, as Yang Jian had not returned. Based on his previous efficiency, he should have already taken care of He Tianxiong by now. Besides, from the outside, there didn't seem to be any major commotion in the complex; everything appeared to be very normal.

"Let's go in and have a look."

After hesitating for quite a while, Li Yao couldn't contain her curiosity anymore. She cautiously drove into the complex, heading towards villa number eight.

However, as soon as Li Yao's car entered, she saw He Tianxiong, carrying large and small bags, as if he was preparing to leave.

"What? He Tianxiong is still alive?" Li Yao was shocked.

"Could it be..."

Subsequently, a terrible speculation surfaced in her mind.

If He Tianxiong was still alive, then where did Yang Jian, who went to kill him, go? Could it be that he failed to act and was killed by He Tianxiong?

Although this possibility was not great, there was still a chance.

Who could guarantee that top-notch ghost controllers like Yang Jian would never have an accident?

While Li Yao was lost in her thoughts, He Tianxiong, who had been at the gate, suddenly appeared by her car window.

"Bang!" The sound of breaking glass rang out.

He Tianxiong smashed the window and grabbed Li Yao from the driver's seat.

"I knew it. How could Yang Jian have known where I live? It turns out it was you, you bitch, who told him. I was almost killed by you, and now you dare to show up in front of me?"

He Tianxiong recognized Li Yao and also recognized that this was Zhang Jian's car. Fury surged in his heart, and he had the immediate urge to strangle this traitor.

Li Yao immediately showed a look of panic, "Yang Jian didn't kill you?"

"He nearly did, but in the end, he gave up. I almost died here today. If you hadn't leaked the information, how could I have been defeated so miserably?"

At that question, He Tianxiong's face twisted menacingly. He yanked Li Yao out of the car, threw her to the ground, and with murderous intent, advanced towards her.

Li Yao cried out in pain, showing a look of terror in her eyes.

She had thought Yang Jian had already finished the job and was just delayed in He Tianxiong's house, never expecting such a turn of events.
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Yang Jian?

Where was Yang Jian now?

Looking around frantically, Li Yao knew she had no chance against He Tianxiong. Only Yang Jian could stop this guy. Otherwise, her curiosity in driving in to check things out could likely get her killed today.

"Don't bother looking, Yang Jian isn't here; he left a while ago."

He Tianxiong's gaze was ice-cold, and the ferocity on his face did not fade, as if he was contemplating whether to slaughter Li Yao.

Killing an ordinary person was no difficult task for someone like him; it was a matter of lifting a hand, and there was no burden.

Moreover, with Li Yao sitting on the ground, looking up at him, she had triggered the ghost's rule of killing.

All he had to do was let the ghost down.

But the lesson he had just received kept He Tianxiong rational.

"Don't, don't kill me..." Li Yao crawled backwards in terror.

He Tianxiong didn't pursue her but stopped in his tracks and glared at her fiercely, "Remember this, you bitch. I won't kill you today, but it doesn't mean I'll let you off. The day Yang Jian can't protect you, I'll strangle you with my own hands. An ordinary person like you dares to stab me in the back, did you really think I, He Tianxiong, would be so easy to bully?"

After speaking, he resentfully threw the large and small bags into the car and climbed into Li Yao's vehicle, ready to flee.

He knew very well that Yang Jian spared him because he was held up by something else, and didn't want to spend too much time dealing with the ghost on his body.

After all, the ghost on his shoulder was ferocious and not easy to handle.

But He Tianxiong didn't dare gamble whether Yang Jian would change his mind, so the best thing to do was to leave the city for a while, hide out and see how things unfold. As for Li Yao,

it's an ugly truth that when hitting a dog, you must watch the owner. If he gave in to the urge to kill her now, and Yang Jian came after him, there was no doubt he would be a dead man.

He didn't want to deal with such a headache.

He hit the accelerator, and the vehicle surged forward, but soon came to an abrupt stop.

He Tianxiong threw out a set of keys, at the same time, dropping a message, "Pass on a message for me. I've lost the house to Yang Jian; it's his now. The compensation is all inside the house. After this, we're even. I won't trouble him anymore, but I hope he doesn't trouble me either."

Li Yao who felt like she had escaped death was somewhat stunned, and it took her a while to comprehend the situation.

"Damn it, why did Yang Jian let He Tianxiong go? Doesn't he realize how big a threat He Tianxiong is? He could have killed him..." Anger mingled with her fear as Li Yao cursed bitterly.

She believed Yang Jian had made a grave mistake.

Without hesitation, she called Yang Jian's number, seeking an explanation.

"It's me." Soon enough, the call connected and Yang Jian's voice was heard.

"Yang Jian, what the hell are you doing, why did you let He Tianxiong go? Do you know he almost killed me just now?" Li Yao couldn't help but raise her voice.

Yang Jian, who was at the school's basketball gym, received Li Yao's call and immediately furrowed his brow at her reproach, "Are you questioning my decision?"

"You did make a mistake, I'm just reminding you. It's still not too late for you to take action. If you insist on doing this, I expect a reason," Li Yao said angrily.

Yang Jian spoke coldly, "I don't need you directing my actions. If you insist on having a reason from me, then here it is: I thoroughly understand the ghost information on He Tianxiong's body. Killing him is just a matter of raising my hand. I got held up and didn't want to spend time dealing with his corpse. Does that satisfy you?"

"You're too confident. It's like setting a tiger free." Li Yao bit her lip.

Yang Jian said, "What kind of threat is He Tianxiong? A frightened rat that has run off. The biggest threat in our circle is Fang Shiming, and yet you haven't gathered any information about him. To be honest, I'm somewhat disappointed in you. That's it for today; you should go back now. We'll talk more when we meet again."

After that, he immediately hung up the call.

As expected, changing memories does not change a person's nature; Li Yao is still as detestable as ever.

However, her usefulness was about to run out, now that I had laid my cards on the table with my social circle.

By dawn, I believe many in my social circle would have received today's information.

"Did my incident hold you up?" Miao Xiaoshan looked at Yang Jian, sensing something from the phone call.

Yang Jian didn't hide it, "Yes, but it's okay, your safety is what's important. Some things can be done at any time and don't need to be rushed."

Miao Xiaoshan fell silent.

Although she didn't know what Yang Jian had been busy with before, she was sure it was something important, and she couldn't help but feel increasingly indebted to him.

This debt, Miao Xiaoshan knew, was one she could never repay; she could only be thankful that Yang Jian was part of her life.

"By the way, Yang Jian, do you remember what I told you at our last gathering?" Miao Xiaoshan suddenly asked.

"Back then? Wasn't that when we encountered a ghost? Almost got your cousin killed, did you tell me something?" Yang Jian asked, puzzled.

Miao Xiaoshan said, "Of course you did, you must have forgotten. I told you at that time that with the way you act, it would be hard for you to get a girlfriend. If you couldn't find one in the future, you could come to me."

Towards the end, her cheeks turned a bit red.

"Oh, that. I did have some thoughts back then, but who would have thought that half a year later when we met again, you had already stopped developing. That makes it tough for me." Yang Jian glanced at Miao Xiaoshan's unremarkable figure, looking troubled.

"Where are you looking? I was being serious," Miao Xiaoshan bumped Yang Jian's shoulder with her head.

Yang Jian said, "I'm also being serious. If you think you're not happy with your figure, I can help you alter it a bit. After all, I can even swap out living bodies, so a bit of fat is not a problem for me."

"What? You can even change bodies? Is that possible?" Miao Xiaoshan was astonished.

"Of course, would you like to try being a sexier woman?" Yang Jian said with a hint of a smile.

Miao Xiaoshan thought about things like stitching together corpses and couldn't help shivering: "That sounds too scary, I don't want to."

"That's a pity," Yang Jian said regretfully, shaking his head.

Miao Xiaoshan leaned on his shoulder, blinking and wondering if maybe she should reconsider. After all, Yang Jian's preferences hadn't changed, and there was indeed a big gap between her own appearance and that of his ideal girlfriend.

"Ah, what am I thinking?"

She realized she was getting carried away with wild thoughts and quickly stopped herself from thinking such terrifying things.

She certainly didn't want to go through a body change or anything of the sort.

The two of them chatted while waiting for time to pass.

Tonight was destined not to be peaceful; the ghost painting was still in the school dormitory building, and disappearances had already occurred before, which meant that incidents of the ghost painting killing could still happen.

"I'm exhausted. Miao Xiaoshan, why did you come to the basketball gym? You didn't answer your phone, but luckily you sent me a message, or I wouldn't have found you."

After a while, a third person appeared in the basketball gym.

It was Liu Zi, who had followed and run out behind them.

Liu Zi was gasping for breath, soaked in sweat, and it was unclear if she was tired or if the fear had overwhelmed her.

"I turned off her phone. Who knew if the call was from a person or a ghost," Yang Jian said casually, looking at Liu Zi on the basketball court from the spectator seats.

"It's okay, no problem, I was just asking," Liu Zi hastily said.

Fearing to cause Yang Jian's displeasure like Wang Yue, she quickly tried to explain.

"Liu Zi, what about the others? Didn't they leave with you?" Miao Xiaoshan was a bit surprised, seeing only Liu Zi and not the other two roommates.

"Wang Yue and Sun Yujia? They're probably sleeping by now; they had no intention of leaving the room. I was scared, so I left first," Liu Zi said, sounding a bit embarrassed, as if she had abandoned her friends to escape alone.

Hearing this, Miao Xiaoshan looked uneasily at Yang Jian, "Do you think they will be in trouble?"

"It depends. There is no doubt that the ghost painting is in your dorm room, and the chance of them being targeted by staying with the painting for a long time is significant, but..." Yang Jian paused and then added, "you had also spent a significant amount of time in the dormitory and saw the ghost painting, yet to this moment, you haven't been attacked by it, and no ghost painting has appeared around."

"I can't take care of them, so I made sure to confirm that you weren't targeted first. I brought you to the basketball gym because it's empty and spacious, and if you had been targeted, it would be easier for me to handle it alone."

"I see..." Miao Xiaoshan stared at Yang Jian, feeling a mixture of emotions.

At that moment, she understood why Yang Jian had brought only her here.

It seemed like he had been idly sitting for a long time, but in fact, he had been making sure she was safe.

"Ding-ding-ding!"

Just then, a bell rang out in the basketball gym.

Not just in the gym, but alarms started ringing from other buildings in the distance across the school.

"Is there a fire?" Liu Zi hurriedly looked around to confirm it was the school's fire alarm.

This was clearly not a fire.

Yang Jian stood up. He looked through the window and saw a convoy with their warning lights on cutting across the greenery, driving up the pedestrian paths, heading straight for this location.

"They've come?"

He checked the time.

Only fifteen minutes had passed since he hung up the phone.

The headquarters' efficiency was astonishingly fast.

"Yang Jian, what's happening outside?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.

"Nothing much, I'm about to start my work," Yang Jian replied calmly.