Starting with a haunted house to create a thrilling game arena

Chapter 121: The Headless Ghost

When Yang Jian arrived at the scene in his security guard uniform.

This was the first time Zhang Ze had ever met this person who only existed in his memory. He had never seen the legendary Ghost Eye Yang Jian before, and this was the first time he had ever met him.

"Why are you acting like a gay man? Do you have a problem with your sexual orientation?"

Yang Jian felt uncomfortable under Zhang Ze's gaze and couldn't help but speak up.

The mysterious resurrection of ghosts and the ghosts in haunted houses are two different concepts.

The mysteriously resurrected ghosts are more like the embodiment of a certain concept. If an ordinary person were to control a vengeful ghost and become a ghost tamer, they would suffer from supernatural corruption for a long time and eventually die a tragic death.

For example, Zhang Ze, after being put in Lingling's hand, took the initiative and became a vengeful ghost. If he were placed in a mysterious resurrected world, his consciousness would probably have been replaced by the vengeful ghost's killing instinct long ago.

It's impossible for him to still act like a normal person, eating and drinking as usual.

Yang Jian has just mastered the Ghost Eye, so he naturally still retains his emotions. When facing Zhang Ze, he always feels that Zhang Ze is a bit like one of his unreliable good brothers.

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's speak in private."

Zhang Ze pulled Yang Jian outside the security guard's room.

The mall has five floors, but all five floors have been abandoned due to ghost stories. Merchants have gradually moved out, leaving the empty space unsettling. Even in the summer, without air conditioning, the mall remains bitterly cold.

"You're a ghost tamer, right? To solve this paranormal event, you need to know the ghost's killing patterns. I've been working here for a long time and have just figured out the killing patterns."

"We can cooperate," Zhang Ze said.

The mysteriously resurrected ghost has no independent consciousness and kills according to its killing patterns. Zhang Ze was well aware of this, so he directly told Yang Jian about it.

Yang Jian paused, his eyes showing a strange look, much like when someone on a blind date immediately confesses their feelings: "How can I trust you?"

"If you've figured out the pattern of the murders, why don't you lock up this ghost? You know, a ghost can sell for hundreds of millions these days. Don't tell me you treat money like dirt."

"Besides, you don't seem to have any supernatural aura at all. You're just an ordinary person. How could you possibly figure out the patterns of murder? Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

Zhang Ze: ……

If this were his own territory, he could easily manipulate Yang Jian, but unfortunately this was just a world where dreams come true, and Zhang Ze's identity in the dream was just an ordinary person.

Seeing that Yang Jian refused to believe himself.

Zhang Ze stated bluntly, "It's okay if you don't believe me, but if you try to figure out the rules yourself, you'll only pay a higher price. I can prove that what I'm saying is true."

"Come with me."

Zhang Zelai and Yang Jian went to the women's restroom in the mall.

Yang Jian immediately stopped. "This is illegal. It's too low. If you keep doing this, I'll report you for spying."

"Damn, I seriously suspect you're a pervert."

"Stop talking nonsense. If I were a pervert, would I be telling you these things? Believe it or not, there are hardly any men left in the mall these days. If you want to prove something, you have to come to the toilet."

Zhang Ze didn't know if Yang Jian's first girlfriend, Jiang Yan, was in the restroom, so he went straight into the women's restroom as if no one else was there and pulled Yang Jian into the last stall.

Inside this cubicle.

Zhang Ze was just able to take out his phone and peek at the bathroom sink through the crack in the door.

A few minutes passed.

Yang Jian's expression was strange. "I really don't have time to mess around with you. I don't understand how you know about ghost tamers and the rules of killing. Did you read them in online novels?"

"He's clearly a perverted voyeur who pretends to know everything. He's wasting my time!"

Just as Yang Jian was about to leave, he couldn't help but leave.

Outside the women's restroom, a strange sound of footsteps suddenly came. Zhang Ze didn't say a word or stop Yang Jian. Yang Jian seemed to sense something and immediately held his breath and stopped moving.

The two looked at the screen captured on their phone.

A middle-aged woman walked to the sink, faced the mirror, and had an extremely stiff expression, looking completely unlike a normal person.

"Is this Sister Li?"

Why is she staring at the mirror?

Yang Jian was immediately filled with countless questions.

Zhang Ze remained silent, because one of the behaviors exhibited by the headless ghost in the original work was to pull people's heads off in the bathroom and replace them with fresh ones.

Sure enough, Yang Jian's ghost eye twitched for a moment.

I witnessed a scene that completely reset my sanity level.

Suddenly, Sister Li moved, and like pulling a radish, she ripped her head off her neck. There was a clean, machine-cut gash on her neck, clear enough to see the blood vessels, bones, and nerves.

After examining the head for a while, it seemed that no more suitable head could be found, so the headless ghost put the head back on, and Sister Li returned to her normal appearance.

Yang Jian was stunned.

So Zhang Ze really can see ghosts.

"See that? This is the source of the paranormal events at Furen Shopping Mall."

"This ghost is called the Headless Ghost Shadow. Its killing pattern is to take the head off the person whose back is to it. You must never turn your back to it. As long as you grasp this pattern, the Headless Ghost Shadow will be easy to deal with."

"Also, there are many other ghost slaves in the clothing store on the first floor where the headless ghost is. Don't worry, someone will help you later."

Zhang Ze said with certainty.

According to the original story, Yang Jian met his first teammate, Ghost Blood Yan Li, at Fu Ren Shopping Mall. Although Yan Li met a tragic end, he was at least the first reliable person Yang Jian encountered.

Yang Jian remained silent for a moment.

"I still can't believe you."

"You could have asked me for a million or ten million for this information. You know, this kind of information is something that would cost a life to obtain. You just told me directly. How can I trust you so easily?"

Zhang Ze smiled wryly.

Even if Yang Jian really gave him that much money.

He can't take it away either.

It's like he dreamed he was rich, winning hundreds of millions in the lottery, but when he returned to reality, he still had nothing. Money in dreams is just fleeting.

"Do you think I'm providing information for free?"

"What I want is this ghost. I want you to imprison this ghost and hand it over to me. As for how much money the mall owner gives you, I don't care at all, and I don't need any money."

Do you understand?

"I only want ghosts."

Zhang Ze said.

Yang Jian looked doubtful. He was just a novice and didn't know how to imprison a vengeful ghost. Zhang Ze was so sure. Could it be that the helper he mentioned had a way to imprison vengeful ghosts?

At this point, Yang Jian had not yet thought of a way to control the second ghost.

His idea was very simple: while he was still alive, he wanted to earn more money to support Yang Ma in her old age.

If Zhang Ze only wants the ghosts and not the money, Yang Jian would naturally consider doing it.

"It's a deal. If the information is accurate, I will naturally hand it over to you after I get the ghost."

"If the intelligence is wrong... don't blame me for not warning you." Yang Jian's voice was icy. He didn't want any unexpected situations caused by incorrect intelligence in matters involving life and death.