A wooden building filled with coffins stood isolated in this world where the souls of the dead roamed.

No matter how you looked at it, this wooden building seemed abnormal.

If he could help it, Yang Jian would never set foot in this place. Who knew whether those coffins held corpses, or were imprisoning malevolent spirits.

In the supernatural circles, curiosity can definitely be fatal.

“The lights on the second floor suddenly turned on?” Upon hearing Liu Qi’s words, Yang Jian immediately stepped back several meters, then looked up at the second floor.

Sure enough.

A dim yellow light shone from the window on the second floor. The light appeared so suddenly, it was certain it had just been turned on, as it definitely wasn’t there before.

Moreover, as Yang Jian observed, a silhouette appeared in the window on the second floor.

It was as if someone was sitting by the light inside the room on the second floor.

The silhouette remained utterly still, frozen there without any movement, making it impossible to discern whether it was a man or a woman inside from the outline.

“Yang Jian, I think it’s better not to go inside and investigate. There are dozens of coffins inside this building, and there might be someone on the second floor. If we encounter danger upon entering, we might not be able to come out alive,” Liu Qi said softly.

He also sensed the danger and did not want Yang Jian to take unnecessary risks.

“Perhaps Wang Shanshan is upstairs,” Yang Jian frowned and said, “There are traces of the Ghost Child in this building, which means Wang Shanshan and the Ghost Child have definitely been here.”

“But what I don’t understand is that this place is so hidden that it would be impossible to find without directions. The likelihood of Wang Shanshan and the Ghost Child coming here is very small, and for what reason would she take such a risk to come so far? The answers I need might be on the second floor of this building.”

“What do you need me to do?” Liu Qi asked.

Yang Jian replied, “You don’t need to do anything. I’ll go in to investigate alone. If there’s any danger, I’ll come out immediately to escape. Also, if I don’t come out within an hour, you leave right away. Don’t linger here long.”

Liu Qi looked at him slightly surprised.

Yang Jian continued, “This world of souls is very strange; we have to be prepared for the worst.”

“Alright, I understand.” Liu Qi nodded solemnly.

“Then I’ll start moving.”

Yang Jian didn’t hesitate. He had Liu Qi stay outside while he himself returned to the location of the main door, opened it, and cautiously stepped inside.

As soon as he entered.

On either side of the entrance were two coffins. These coffins looked somewhat like those from the Coffin Shop on Ghost Street, only the varnish had long since faded away, covered in dust, making it impossible to discern whether these coffins were originally red or black.

He had no desire to open the coffins to investigate but walked straight toward the stairs leading to the second floor.

The cracked long spear in his hand was tightly gripped, ready to respond to anything at any moment.

“Everything is normal.”

By now, Yang Jian had already reached the middle of the hall; however, his gaze was no longer on the stairs but on those strewn-about coffins around him.

Luckily, these coffins were still.

Yet Yang Jian’s ghost eye could not see into the coffins’ interiors.

“Since there’s no movement, let’s not worry about it for now.” Yang Jian quickened his steps and climbed the stairs toward the second floor without hesitation.

The wooden stairs creaked beneath him, as if they could collapse at any moment.

However, the quality of the stairs was still quite solid. Even though they were so old, they were neither rotten nor broken, and could still bear the weight of a living person.

However, when Yang Jian reached the turn on the stairs, what he saw was not the path to the second floor but another flight of stairs.

Yang Jian frowned.

It’s clear the second floor viewed from outside and the second floor inside were not the same.

The supernatural had altered the layout of the wooden building.

Such a situation was common in supernatural events, nothing unusual.

There was nothing else he could do.

Yang Jian could only continue climbing the stairs.

After walking along the stairs for a good ten minutes, the seemingly endless staircase finally came to an end.

The second floor of the wooden building had been reached.

The pale yellow light illuminated the area, but when it shone on Yang Jian, it gave him an indescribable discomfort, as if there was a barrier between the illuminated area and himself, preventing contact.

Having stepped onto the second floor,

Yang Jian quickly scanned around, but found no source for the light.

The second floor was empty, with not a single lamp, yet inexplicably, the entire interior was lit.

“The light is not from a lamp, it should be some sort of supernatural phenomenon,” Yang Jian thought to himself, forming a rough guess about the situation here.

Then he looked at the floor on the second floor.

The area was scattered with numerous footprints, small ones, indicating they were not made by an adult, but a child. Clearly, the Ghost Child had been here, and not long ago.

“Seems like there’s no danger.”

After reaching the empty second floor, while some supernatural phenomena existed, he neither found any malevolent spirits nor encountered any paranormal attacks.

However, the more it seemed this way, the stronger the unease grew in his heart.

Sometimes, danger not coming immediately is not a good sign; it might just be because you haven’t yet touched it, like walking in the dark, completely oblivious to the abyss next to you.

Having determined the situation, Yang Jian finally set his sights on a doorway on the second floor.

Behind the door was a room.

That was where the silhouette of a living person had been reflected earlier.

If there was anything in this building, it could only be in that room.

Yang Jian didn’t plan to waste any more time and went over to the wooden door.

With caution, he pushed the door open using force.

However, as soon as the door was pushed open, a sudden gale blew out from within, blurring everything around. Even with Yang Jian’s ghost eye, he couldn’t see clearly, and not only was the visibility obscured, but even the surrounding light started to flicker.

At the same time.

The wooden doors and walls around him disappeared from sight.

Everything seemed to be vanishing.

Only Yang Jian remained unscathed in the midst of the whirlwind.

However, after all the anomalies disappeared, Yang Jian felt the wind calm, and finally saw everything around him clearly.

“Where… is this place?”

Yang Jian was stunned.

He wasn’t in an eerie wooden cabin as he thought, but in a very ordinary rental apartment.

Nevertheless, as he saw the scene inside the apartment, he was taken aback.

An old computer, a cabinet with a portrait, a worn wooden table, and a bathroom with a faint sewer odor… without a doubt, this was the apartment Yang Jian had lived in during his high school years.

Back then, Yang Jian was studying, living alone in this apartment, while his mother worked out of town and only came back during holidays.

“Is this an illusion?” Yang Jian frowned.

He first examined himself.

There was no change, he was still a top ghost handler with all his supernatural powers intact.

Then.

His ghost eye unscrupulously observed everything around.

But in the next moment.

Yang Jian showed an expression of astonishment.

The ghost eye had a wide range of vision, easily covering an entire city. If this room was an illusion, the ghost eye’s vision should have been obstructed.

Yet, it wasn’t.

The ghost eye easily penetrated the walls and saw the outside scene.

This is… Dachang City.

However, it wasn’t the current Dachang City, it was Dachang City from three years ago.

At this time, Yang Jian hadn’t encountered the Hungry Ghost incident, hadn’t become a ghost handler, was still a student.

“This is definitely fake.”

Yang Jian’s gaze turned cold, clearly aware of his past experiences.

And in the supernatural circle, it’s impossible to have anything that helps one return to the past, even the most dreadful reboot only restarts a few dozen minutes.

Even theoretically, by continually crisscrossing two reboots infinitely, it only restarts one place.

But how to explain the current situation?

Yang Jian could see passersby on the road, undoubtedly they were all normal living people, and he could see some classmates from Dachang City.

However, these classmates would eventually die tragically in supernatural events.

“Relying on reboot, it can’t achieve this. Based on my past experiences, there might be a kind of supernatural power that can.” Yang Jian thought of the old woman in Room 403 in Dachuan City.

That old woman could invade the present from the past, replacing the current self.

If such a supernatural existence were here.

Then Yang Jian could return to three years ago, replacing his past self.

Realizing this, Yang Jian started searching for his self of this world.

The result was clear.

He didn’t find his past self.

It seemed that his past self was already replaced, and now in this city, only his past self existed.

Instantly, Yang Jian walked to the bed, touched the sheets.

There was still residual warmth on them.

It seemed the bed had been slept in just now, and the one who slept was him.

However, after he got up, he was replaced by his self from three years ago.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, am I trapped in the past?”

Yang Jian’s face darkened, he punched the wall beside him.

The body endowed with supernatural power was overwhelming, the impact created a hole in the wall, causing the entire rental apartment to tremble, dust falling down from above.

“But I don’t believe in all this, I have to get out of here, back to that eerie wooden cabin.”

Without hesitation, he decisively activated the reboot.

Rebooting his body with the seventh layer of the Ghost Domain.

He believed it was all because he pushed that door, and as long as he rebooted his body to rid the supernatural influence, he could return to where he was…

However, after the reboot ended.

Yang Jian was still in the rental apartment.

Evidently, the reboot failed.

At this moment, a phone ringtone echoed.

Yang Jian’s ghost eye glanced over, spotting a charging phone at the bedside.

It was the old phone he could never part with during his school days.

That phone, its battery severely degraded, had almost gotten him killed during the Door Knocking Ghost incident.

And the phone’s lit-up screen showed the caller was Zhang Wei.

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