Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

The child, about four or five years old, was covered in bluish-black skin, with his dark eyes tightly closed, as if he were fast asleep.

Even lying motionless in the corridor, it still exuded an eerie aura.

Li Zhuiyuan was pondering whether he could take the ghost baby with him.

The ghost infant's eyes were full of malice as it stared at him, and he knew in his heart that he had become the target of this ghostly thing.

Who knows, maybe it will come looking for me after it wakes up.

After thinking for a moment, he bent down and reached out to grab the ghost baby's leg.

A chill ran down my palm and spread throughout my body.

Seeing that the ghost baby did not react, Li Zhuiyuan held it in his hand like a toy.

He then looked at the stairs to the side, where a faint black mist reappeared.

Within the black fog, he saw several corpses.

They were the students who escaped from the class before.

Seeing the corpses walking towards him, Li Zhuiyuan quickly went to meet them, carrying the ghost baby.

The ghost baby in his hand was used as a weapon. After being hit by the ghost baby, the corpses all fell to the side and became motionless.

"As expected, only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

After a series of close calls, Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the teaching building and found that the entire school was shrouded in black fog.

A large number of students in school uniforms became eerie corpses walking in the black mist.

"I can't leave here." After leaving the school, looking at the endless darkness on both sides of the road, Li Zhuiyuan realized this.

He took the stolen human skin out of his pocket.

It is a dark brown color, with a delicate and soft texture, and a chilling sensation similar to that of a ghost baby upon contact.

Soon, some distorted but recognizable characters began to appear on the parchment.

My name is Li Zhuiyuan. By the time you read this letter, I will already be dead. I am you from ten years in the future, and I am telling you information about the future through some special method...

"Oh?" Li Zhuiyuan found it interesting and continued reading.

At 4:30 AM on June 22nd, I escaped the school relying on the help of a sleeping ghost baby, but I found myself unable to leave this eerie place. At 6:00 AM, while searching for a way out, I was approached by a ghost, and I died.

"There's no need to tell me I'm dead. Just tell me how to leave." Upon seeing his own death information, Li Zhuiyuan showed no emotion and calmly conversed with the paper effigy.

The writing on the parchment disappeared, and new information began to appear.

The ghost realm trapped everyone in the school. The only way to leave was through another ghost's ghost realm. However, the ghost infant in my hands didn't grow out of the ghost realm, and at six in the morning, I still died.

"Growth?" Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the ghost infant he was carrying. "Can all ghosts grow, or are only some special ghosts able to?"

The parchment seemed to fall silent, no longer displaying any new information.

"If you can't help me, you'll stay in this godforsaken place." With that, Li Zhuiyuan made a gesture as if to leave.

Words quickly emerged from the parchment.

To leave this place, we must rely on the Ghost Domain. A student in my class named Yang Jian possesses a Ghost Domain. At 5:20 AM, I encountered Yang Jian and his group at the school gate. They were being targeted by several ghosts. I asked Yang Jian to use his Ghost Domain, but his control over it was insufficient...

Yang Jian could only open five of his ghost eyes despite his best efforts, and we still couldn't leave. Finally, I had Yang Jian eat one of his eyes, and with six ghost eyes, he led us away from there.

I survived.

"Yang Jian?" Li Zhuiyuan recalled a scene from before. The person whose human skin paper he had stolen had said that the future Yang Jian was terrifying.

To Li Zhuiyuan's surprise, some new information appeared on the human skin paper.

[In the future, a terrifying ghost resides within Yang Jian. Numerous people have died in ghostly incidents involving him. This being, a being of godlike or supernatural power, can kill without hesitation and level forbidden zones for the living with a mere gesture. He is an extremely dangerous being.]

Upon seeing this message, Li Zhuiyuan said expressionlessly, "It seems you're trying to lead me to deal with Yang Jian."

The paper stencil fell silent once again.

"Something strange." Li Zhuiyuan put the human skin paper back in his pocket, took out his phone to check the time, and decided to wait for Yang Jian based on the information on the human skin paper.

However, he did not notice that new writing had appeared on the parchment again.

Li Zhuiyuan, you are not a human being.

After waiting for several tens of minutes at the school gate, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the surroundings had become even darker.

On the road not far away, shrouded in black fog, indistinct figures were gradually approaching.

At the same time, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the direction of the school.

Li Zhuiyuan looked back and saw a group of people running desperately towards the school gate.

The old man who first appeared outside the corridor followed behind them, accompanied by endless black mist.

"The timing is perfect; the information on this parchment is genuine."

"There's more than one ghost." At the same time, Li Zhuiyuan noticed a strange, pale hand appearing as they ran, grabbing one of them and pulling him into the darkness.

"Li Zhuiyuan? Run!" A girl's face was full of fear and helplessness, but she still kindly reminded him when she saw Li Zhuiyuan outside the school gate.

"We can't escape, we're already surrounded by ghosts." Li Zhuiyuan looked at the person with several blood-red eyes on his arm, and carrying the ghost baby, he quickly ran towards the crowd.

As the time drew near, he revealed this devastating truth.

At the same time, he picked up the ghost baby, repelled the pale hand, and saved the girl who told him to run away.

"Yang Jian, use your Ghost Eyes to lead us out."

"It's no use. I've tried. My Ghost Eyes can only temporarily repel these ghosts." Yang Jian's face was also filled with panic. Faced with the encirclement of fierce ghosts, he was somewhat at a loss.

"Eat one of the eyes." Li Zhuiyuan picked up the ghost baby and swept away the increasing number of pale white hands around it.

Yang Jian didn't understand why they had to do this, but since Zhou Zheng had always chosen to listen to Li Zhuiyuan, he hadn't questioned it.

He hesitated for only a moment before biting off a constantly spinning blood-red eye from his arm.

Soon, an even larger red eye grew out.

"Ah..." Yang Jian screamed as the skin on his arm cracked from being stretched by the five eyes.

A burst of red light appeared, dispelling the surrounding darkness, and the figures of the group vanished instantly.

5:30 a.m., Dachang City Pedestrian Street.

As the lights flashed, a dozen or so people suddenly appeared on the empty street.

These people all looked terrified, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, except for one young boy who was carrying a dark blue child in his hand, whose gaze calmly swept around.

"We're out."

Upon hearing this, the others looked around in shock.

"It seems like we've really come out; this is a pedestrian street."

"The sky is bright here; it's no longer pitch black!"

"I...I survived..."

"Li Zhuiyuan, thank you...you saved us."

"And thank you, Yang Jian, too."

Yang Jian touched the healed wound on his arm and felt the eye under the skin moving towards Li Zhuiyuan.

The target seemed to be that dark blue-green child.

He took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Li Zhuiyuan, is that a ghost in your hand?"