Mysterious Revival

"What is this, a small suitcase and it’s so heavy." The saleswoman, Zhang Liqin, heaved a suitcase into the elevator, panting.

You can’t even talk about carrying it, let alone lifting it.

Though Jiang Yan was drenched in sweat, she was full of determination and didn’t feel tired at all.

"This is the territory I’ve conquered," she said with squinted eyes, somewhat boastfully, "Since you helped, I’ll make an exception and show you."

With that, she opened a heavy briefcase.

Inside were bars of gold that glowed enchantingly, now lying before Zhang Liqin’s eyes.

"Gold?" Zhang Liqin was a bit surprised, "All of this is...?"

Her heart skipped a beat.

Were those ridiculously heavy suitcases she had just moved all filled with gold?

"Of course, it’s all gold. It may not look like much, but it’s a good four hundred kilograms, costing four billion," Jiang Yan explained.

Zhang Liqin was clearly shocked.

As a car salesperson, she had dealt with some big clients and entertained presidents with net worths of several billion, but she had never before encountered someone transporting four hundred kilograms of gold in one go.

"What does your boyfriend need so much gold for?" Zhang Liqin pressed, trying to hide her astonishment while fishing for useful information.

Jiang Yan replied, "How would I know? He usually makes no sense. Last time I asked him, he said it was for house decoration, and this might not even be enough."

"House decoration... with gold?" Zhang Liqin’s eyes widened.

"That’s what he says, but it must be a lie. Maybe it’s just an investment. Recently the price of gold has skyrocketed, and the stock market is under control. I’ve got several million trapped in it. Investing in physical gold is definitely a good opportunity," Jiang Yan said, getting a headache from the thought. "Too bad I’m penniless now and can’t afford to invest anymore."

She was now looking forward to Yang Jian giving her a bonus.

Though this young man was a bit odd, he was very generous with money, unflinching even when it came to millions.

"Maybe it’s not just for investment," Zhang Liqin thought to herself.

If it were any other company president buying this much gold, she might think it was for investment, but a woman’s intuition told her Yang Jian was definitely not such a person.

"I should buy some gold too when I get back, see if I can make a small fortune following President Yang," she said with a laugh, revealing her plan.

Jiang Yan said, "Following Yang Jian will surely be fine, he might trick others but he definitely won’t trick me."

Soon.

The two women, exhausted, slowly moved the gold to the side of the car.

"Why are you so slow? I’ve been waiting here for ages," Yang Jian said, squatting by the roadside, holding skewers of lamb, eating and talking.

"You heartless man, I’m moving stuff for you and you’re here eating skewers!" Jiang Yan complained.

Yang Jian asked, "Do you want some?"

"I don’t want skewers, I want steak and red wine at a French restaurant, and you’re paying," Jiang Yan demanded.

"Is steak better than skewers? Don’t joke around; such a tiny piece of steak trying to make it look like I can’t afford it—do you really not want skewers?" Yang Jian asked.

Jiang Yan hesitated, suddenly feeling a bit hungry; "Then, give me a skewer."

She took one and carefully took a bite: "Hmm, it’s good, really tasty."

"Being picky is a bad habit; you’ll have to quit that," said Yang Jian as he finished eating, clapped his hands, and stood up. "Have you moved everything?"

Zhang Liqin said, "President Yang, it’s all moved, right here."

"Don’t call me President Yang; I’m not that kind of company owner. Ordinary people call me by my name, industry folks call me Ghost-eye Yang Jian, and friends usually call me Brother Tui. Pick whichever you like," Yang Jian walked over, opened the trunk, and loaded the four hundred kilograms of gold onto it.

"That’s it? Don’t you have any clothes or anything to move?" he asked.

Jiang Yan, mouth greasy from eating, not yet satisfied, asked the vendor to roast ten more skewers: "I’ve moved. Anyhow, my clothes are old, and you’ll have to give me an advance on my salary to get new ones."

"It depends on your work attitude," Yang Jian said.

"Pack up, let’s go, stop eating, it’s too late to be wandering outside. If you run into another supernatural event, you’ll be unlucky. In Dachang City, if I remember correctly, there’s still a ghost roaming around; I haven’t run into it lately, don’t know whose home it has gone to now."

"What?" Jiang Yan almost choked: "Why didn’t you say so sooner?"

Hastily packing up, she got into the car and instantly grabbed the passenger seat.

"What are you spacing out for, let’s go!"

Yang Jian said, "You really are afraid of dying. Miss Zhang, do you want to come along or should I take you back home?"

"Together, together, I guess, since I still haven’t completed your paperwork," Zhang Liqin hesitated before getting into the car. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

It wasn’t just about the paperwork for her, but the lingering fear in her heart wasn’t subsiding. She felt safe with Yang Jian and didn’t dare to leave hastily.

"Then let’s go."

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Yang Jian quickly started the car and then headed toward the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

While still en route, his satellite-positioning phone rang.

"Hello, Yang Jian, it’s me, Zhao Jianguo."

"Captain Zhao, is there something else?" asked Yang Jian.

Zhao Jianguo laughed, "I’m calling to thank you. Thank you for your assistance in rescuing ghost hunter Tong Qian from the Ghost Domain. Moreover, according to Tong Qian’s report, you also dealt with a ghost hunter named Wang Yue? And you’ve detained that ghost?"

"You’re not eyeing my ghost, are you?" said Yang Jian. "I sold the coffin to Professor Wang last time, but I don’t plan to sell this ghost."

"No, no, no, don’t misunderstand, I’m merely expressing my gratitude. It’s a good thing that you’ve detained the ghost. You’ve eliminated a potential threat to Dachang City, and that’s no small deed. It will indeed be a help to your application for exercising rights of responsibility. The more merits you have, the more the higher-ups will look after you," said Zhao Jianguo.

"If it hadn’t been for the incident at Huanggang Village, the higher-ups would not have agreed to your request this time. Besides, the official procedures for assuming the role of the person in charge of Dachang City still need to be followed. Someone will contact you within ten days. Rest assured, we will do what we’ve promised on our side."

"That’s good to hear. Is there anything else? I’ve been running around all day and I’m tired. If there’s nothing else, I’d like to go to sleep," said Yang Jian.

"Sorry for disturbing your sleep. There is indeed one more thing to notify you about. Just twenty minutes ago, it was confirmed that the Ghost Domain in the center of Dachang City has disappeared. Just as the records stated, the Door Knocking Ghost has left."

"Then you should be vigilant about other places," Yang Jian said. "If the Door Knocking Ghost has left Dachang City, it will surely appear somewhere else."

"Indeed, the higher-ups are already devising an action plan to detain the Door Knocking Ghost. It’s unacceptable to let such a terrifying ghost wander around freely, killing people without restraint."

Zhao Jianguo said, "This operation report is of great help. I will speak up for your merits. As for Dachang City, please take some extra care."

"Whether they happen or not, as long as you solve and report the supernatural events, this side will credit you. It’s beneficial for your future."

"I’ll make the reports if necessary," said Yang Jian.

"All right then. I won’t disturb your rest any further. Oh, one more thing, the ghost hunter Zhao Kaiming, who got involved in this incident, has survived and didn’t sacrifice himself. I hope you two can get along well in the future." Having said that, Zhao Jianguo ended the communication.

Yang Jian frowned upon hearing this.

Zhao Kaiming is still alive?

That’s really not good news.

But how did that guy survive the hands of the Door Knocking Ghost?

He should have only controlled one ghost.

"Even if he survived this time, he must have paid a significant price," Yang Jian thought. "But as long as he’s alive, there’s always a risk."

It wasn’t Zhao Kaiming’s ability that Yang Jian dreaded.

It was his personality.

Like a dormant viper, invisible until it strikes with a lethal blow.

If it weren’t for handling Wang Yue this time, if Zhao Kaiming’s plan had succeeded and used Wang Yue and the members of the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club to target him, he would have undoubtedly died.

Killing Yan Li was not out of vengeance, but rather to eliminate a potential ally at his side and also to drag Wang Yue into this struggle.

"Why go through such painstaking effort to target me? He’s always had great animosity toward me," Yang Jian pondered while driving. "By principle, I have no grudges with Zhao Kaiming, and we haven’t even met before."

The first time they met, Zhao Kaiming just wanted to recruit him, which he simply refused.

If there was any enmity between them, there could be only one reason.

Zhao Kaiming didn’t want to relinquish the position of a ghost hunter!

But that reason wasn’t sufficient.

With doubts lingering in his mind, Yang Jian considered it for a moment but couldn’t fathom the reasons, so he didn’t dwell on it further. Since they were already enemies and their stances were clear, the reasons no longer mattered.

Soon after.

The car stopped in front of the sales office at the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

Zhang Xiangu was efficient in handling things. The sales office signage had been removed, and quite considerately, workers had erected metal railings nearby. The construction had already been completed.

Anyone coming here for the first time wouldn’t think this was a sales office, but rather a luxurious European-style villa.

"Is this the new house you bought?" Jiang Yan got out of the car and was stunned when she saw the five-story villa.

"Yes, a classmate of mine is in real estate. His father gave it to me; we’ll live here from now on," said Yang Jian.

"That’s fantastic," cheered Jiang Yan, as she immediately dashed eagerly inside to see her new home.

Standing by, Zhang Liqin was not surprised; it was normal for a billionaire to live in such a villa.

"You’re leaving just like that? If you go now, who will help me move the stuff?" Yang Jian shouted.

He glanced at Zhang Liqin.

Zhang Liqin, feeling a bit embarrassed, said, "I’ve strained my muscles and don’t have the strength anymore. I can’t move things."

"Then you go on in; I’ll handle it myself then." With no other option, Yang Jian had to do the manual labor himself.

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