Mysterious Revival - Chapter 320

Chapter 320: Chapter 319 A Different Kind of Answer

“How come you were gone so long just for a trip out? It’s been five or six days, and you don’t even respond to the messages I sent you.”

As soon as Yang Jian returned home, he heard the complaining voice of Jiang Yan.

He saw Jiang Yan wearing a short-sleeved shirt, hugging a pair of fair and beautiful legs as she sat on the sofa watching TV, where the aftermath of various incidents in Dachang City was still being replayed.

“Something happened on the way back, almost didn’t make it?” Yang Jian casually sat down and relaxedly said.

Jiang Yan squeezed next to him, asking nervously, “What happened?”

“What else could happen, of course, I ran into another supernatural encounter, got on a ghost car without realizing, there were several ghosts sitting in it, and I stayed with them for half the night.” Yang Jian glanced at her.

Several ghosts?

Jiang Yan jumped, scared, “Was it that terrifying?”

“More frightening than you can imagine. Lucky you didn’t insist on following me. All the passengers, over twenty of them who got on with me, they all died. I couldn’t have saved them,” Yang Jian said. “Let’s not talk about that. What’s going on at home? How come you’re always here, I haven’t seen you go to work?”

At his words, Jiang Yan instantly felt a chill of fear, then said, “The sales department has closed. I’m unemployed now. Didn’t you tell President Zhang that we’re not selling this property anymore?”

“What about Zhang Liqin, did she leave?” Yang Jian suddenly asked.

“Of course, she left when you weren’t here. It’s not like she was going to wait here forever for you.”

Jiang Yan asked suspiciously, “Why do you care so much about that Zhang Liqin? I’ve been with you for so long, and I’ve never seen you show any concern for me. Did you fall for that woman?”

Yang Jian calmly said, “I was planning to start a company in Dachang City and needed some people. She had experienced a supernatural event, which made her a rather good candidate. I decided to hire her as my secretary, so she’ll be one of my employees from now on.”

“I don’t agree,” Jiang Yan flatly refused. “If she’s your secretary, what will I do?”

“Aren’t you an accountant? Naturally, you’ll manage the finances,” Yang Jian glanced at her.

Jiang Yan grabbed his arm, acting coquettishly, “No way, fire her. I’ll be your secretary. I’m so beautiful; it’s such a waste if I don’t become your secretary. Besides, secretaries can dress really sexy. I’d look great, and when we go out, others will definitely envy you. Plus, I can sneak under your desk anytime there’s nothing to do.”

“Have you been looking at Zhang Wei’s computer again?” Yang Jian asked, tilting his head towards her.

Jiang Yan looked around, then leaned in and whispered in his ear, “It’s a new series that Zhang Wei found. It’s very exciting. I copied it, we can watch it together later.”

“I’ve seen it before. You can watch it on your own; I’ve got something to do. I need to make a trip to the old mansion,” Yang Jian stood up.

Instantly, Jiang Yan pouted, her eyes filled with a wistful look as she watched Yang Jian. She felt she was the most hardworking girlfriend in the world, constantly neglected by Yang Jian.

“Either he’s really aloof, or he’s gay,” she thought spitefully as she watched his receding back. “Even if you’re gay, I’m going to straighten you out. Today you ignore me, tomorrow I’ll make you can’t live without me. I’m fixed on you for this lifetime.”

Compared to Zhang Liqin, Yang Jian had a deeper impact on Jiang Yan.

Before long,

Yang Jian once again arrived at the old mansion, bringing with him a pen and a small notebook.

He planned to imitate the methods of the mansion’s original owner to unravel the mystery of the Ghost Cabinet.

He arrived with ease at the old mansion from the Republic of China Period.

However, during the days he was away, construction had resumed on the site; the foundation was being dug nearby in preparation for building a temple to conceal the old mansion.

The man in charge of supervising the work was Zhang Xiangu.

“Uncle Zhang,” Yang Jian called out politely.

Turning around, Zhang Xiangu saw Yang Jian and immediately smiled, “Brother Tui, your timing is perfect. Just yesterday, the safety shelter was finished. Want to take a look later?”

“It’s done already? That was fast,” Yang Jian asked.

“This is actually considered slow. I ran three shifts non-stop, working 24 hours a day. If it wasn’t for the difficulty in hiring workers after the last incident, it would have been finished much sooner. Right now, we’re laying the lawn, planting greenery, fitting out the interiors, but the overall construction is completed. I’ve calculated that under normal conditions with all equipment functioning, it can sustain up to fifty people,” Zhang Xiangu earnestly stated, holding up five fingers.

Yang Jian commented, “Won’t that be a bit cramped?”

A small room accommodating fifty people, what kind of crowding would that be?

“If it were meant for comfort, then definitely it wouldn’t suffice, but if it’s for taking shelter, then we can’t afford to be picky,” Zhang Xiangu said; “Although the safety house is small, there is also an underground bunker connected to it outside, which has a large space of three hundred square meters, spanning four floors. Fifty people could not only live there but also play basketball. Additionally, I’ve dug three safety passages, an emergency exit and a supply storage room.”

“However, the safety of the bunker outside the safety house isn’t as high. I only applied a layer of gold leaf to the walls and a coating of gold paint, which can’t compare to the solidity and reliability of the safety house.”

After listening, Yang Jian couldn’t help but admire Zhang Xiangu’s construction and arrangements. The safety house had been made perfect by his efforts; Yang Jian was sure he couldn’t have done it as well himself.

In order to ensure the survival of his entire family, Zhang Xiangu was indeed going all out.

“I trust Uncle Zhang’s work, and I really should take a look at the safety house sometime. By the way, where is Zhang Wei? It seems that I haven’t seen him for a while,” Yang Jian inquired.

Mentioning Zhang Wei, Zhang Xiangu sneered, “That kid talked back to me last time and I sent him to another construction site to play with sand. If I don’t toughen him up, how will he ever stand on his own in society?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian knew that Zhang Wei must have offended Zhang Xiangu again.

“Let’s have the workers take a half-day off today. I need to go into the ancestral house and it wouldn’t be good if people saw,” he added shortly thereafter.

“I’ve cordoned off that house with warning tape, and no workers should be going in, so it shouldn’t cause any issues…” Zhang Xiangu hadn’t yet finished speaking when he saw the serious look on Yang Jian’s face and immediately understood, “You’re right, let the workers rest. They can go back to work tomorrow.”

Yang Jian wasn’t worried about being seen by people, but rather that moving the Ghost Cabinet might trigger a paranormal event.

He himself wasn’t afraid, but it wouldn’t be right to unnecessarily involve the workers.

Soon after, Zhang Xiangu alerted the foreman to halt the work and the workers quickly cleared the site.

“There won’t be any trouble, right?” he asked cautiously once everyone had left.

Yang Jian said, “There won’t be any trouble. If something does come up, I can handle it. Uncle Zhang can rest easy. It’s just better to be safe, especially since we’re so close. I’m afraid some things might be affected.”

“That’s true, safety first. Then I won’t disturb Brother Tui any further.” Zhang Xiangu was well aware that there were certain things in the old house that were taboo. Otherwise, a person like Yang Jian wouldn’t enter it so frequently.

Yang Jian nodded. Once Zhang Xiangu and the others had left, he re-entered the old house.

He passed straight through the second-floor wall of the Republic of China-era house using the Ghost Domain.

He arrived without trouble at the second secret room.

The secret room was empty except for an old wooden cabinet standing in the center.

The cabinet doors were tightly shut, and through the wooden lattice, a thick darkness could be seen enveloping the interior, dense as ink, obscuring whatever lay within.

Yang Jian turned on his phone’s light and placed it beside him, then took out paper and pen to write a single question: Who are you?

He tore off the piece of paper and carefully slid it into the cabinet door.

According to his reasoning, the process should be correct.

Slipping it into the door of the wooden cabinet above.

But before the paper could be fully inserted into the door’s seam, Yang Jian immediately felt as if something on the other end grabbed onto the paper and started pulling it forcefully inward. The pulling was immense, yet eerily, the thin slip of paper didn’t tear.

Yang Jian quickly let go.

The paper vanished into the darkness within the cabinet door.

But in less than ten seconds, the paper fell out again from beneath the cabinet door, eerily.

Other than the question Yang Jian had written, a black, twisted character appeared below it: Ghost.

Put together, it read: Who are you?

The answer was: Ghost.

“Another anomaly?” As Yang Jian looked at the crooked word for ghost, an inexplicable chill ran through him.

The entity inside the Ghost Cabinet could actually respond to his question—it was like an unusual kind of parchment made from human skin.