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

Two gunshots rang out in the dark village at night, and apart from a few of them, no one else came.

Li Zhuiyuan said coldly, "Don't you find it strange that no one in this village reacted when the gun went off?"

"And how many people came this time?"

Zhang Han sensed something was wrong and replied, "Six people have arrived, five of whom are ghost tamers."

Li Zhuiyuan continued, "The gun went off. It's understandable that the villagers couldn't hear it, but couldn't the two remaining ghost tamers hear it either? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"Something's happened! Zhang Yiming and He Sheng are definitely in trouble!"

"Hurry, let's go to them."

After being reminded by Li Zhuiyuan, the three club members realized something was wrong and quickly rushed towards where the other two were.

During the day, they discussed that in order to investigate the paranormal events in Huanggang Village as quickly as possible, they would split up into pairs to investigate. Unexpectedly, a whole day passed without any news, and then at night, the ghosts began to appear.

Soon, they arrived at a house.

Before even entering the room, one could hear a woman's desperate screams coming from inside.

The woman's throat seemed to be hoarse from screaming; her sobs sounded somewhat husky. In the quiet darkness, they weren't very clear.

Yang Jian asked doubtfully, "How could a ghost tamer be so frightened?"

"She's not a ghost tamer, she's someone He Sheng is keeping," Zhang Han said. "After He Sheng became a ghost tamer and joined the club, he kept many women. This one started recently, and he's very satisfied with her. He figured there wouldn't be any problems with so many people here to handle this paranormal event, so he brought her along too."

Li Zhuiyuan said coldly, "Why make it sound so nice? Doesn't he know what happens to ordinary people when they get involved in supernatural events? He's just bringing a woman along to play with, someone he can discard at a crucial moment to attract the attention of vengeful ghosts so that he himself has a chance to survive."

Zhang Han chuckled awkwardly and did not refute.

The group followed the sound of crying to the second floor.

A man in his thirties was sitting on the steps, smoking a cigarette with a serious expression.

"Zhang Yiming? What are you doing sitting here? Where's He Sheng?" Ye Jun asked.

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath, exhaled a smoke ring, and whispered, "Dead. The body is in the living room."

What!

A demon tamer died, and at the time of his death, none of them sensed any supernatural activity.

In other words, when He Sheng died, he most likely didn't even have the chance to resist; he died very quickly.

Ye Jun quickly asked, "Do you know how he died?"

Zhang Yiming shook his head and said, "I don't know. He Sheng got excited when it got dark, and I found the sounds annoying, so I went downstairs to keep watch. Later, I heard strange footsteps nearby, and I chased after them. Not long after, I heard a woman screaming in the house."

He took another deep drag of his cigarette and said in a low voice, "You'd better go and see He Sheng's body. It's very strange."

The group went up to the second-floor living room, where a corpse was lying on the floor.

His death was extremely tragic.

His limbs were taut and his mouth was wide open, as if it had been ripped open. His chest was completely shattered, his internal organs had been thrown out, revealing a bloody, mangled hole.

It was cruel and bloody; even though they had seen many dead people, they were still horrified by the scene.

In the corner of the living room, a disheveled woman with messy hair and clothes was huddled up, trembling all over, her face filled with fear, as if she had seen something extremely frightening.

Zhang Han walked towards the woman, wanting to ask her what she had seen.

"Don't waste your time, this woman has been scared out of her wits." Zhang Yiming threw away his cigarette, immediately took out another one, and lit it, his hand unsteady.

Yang Jian's expression was rather unnatural. The fact that a Ghost Tamer had died inexplicably on the very first night, and in such a gruesome manner, was a blow to them all.

There was one exception: Li Zhuiyuan.

He didn't feel anything when he saw the blood-soaked second floor. He walked over to He Sheng's body, squatted down, and reached inside to search his body.

The four club members were terrified after seeing it.

The boy seemed to have little fear of death; he even dared to rummage through such a horrifying corpse.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, be careful that his evil spirit doesn't resurrect," Yang Jian warned.

After thoroughly examining He Sheng's body, Li Zhuiyuan carefully wiped his blood-stained hands on He Sheng's trousers, stood up, and said, "I can confirm that the ghost inside him is gone. This is an ordinary corpse; there is no supernatural power within him."

"The ghost He Sheng was riding has disappeared?" Zhang Han asked in surprise.

Ye Jun also found it unbelievable and said, "How is that possible? Did the ghost that He Sheng was riding run away on its own?"

Zhang Yiming exhaled smoke: "That's what I find strange, because I can't find He Sheng's ghost."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the woman in the corner who had gone mad with fear: "The ghost only killed He Sheng, but not this ordinary woman."

"Even He Sheng, a demon tamer, was killed. Is killing this woman really that difficult for a demon?"

Ouyang Tian, ​​suffering from the pain and in no mood to think, impatiently asked, "What do you want to say?"

"The current situation is very clear. The ghosts in Huanggang Village are not targeting people. Their target is ghost tamers like us, or more precisely, the ghosts controlled within our bodies. So it's not that the ghost inside He Sheng ran away; it was dug out and taken away by that ghost." Li Zhuiyuan said something that sent chills down the spines of the ghost tamers present.

He continued, "He Sheng was killed very quickly, so this ghost must have possessed some kind of suppressive power. Facing that ghost, He Sheng couldn't use any supernatural abilities, so you can imagine what his fate would have been."

Having had similar experience, Ye Jun immediately recalled his previous encounter with Li Zhuiyuan and said in horror, "I know that feeling, it's despair, you can only wait to die."

Zhang Yiming tossed aside his cigarette and said in a deep voice, "What Li Zhuiyuan said is very likely. The ghosts here are unlike any we've encountered or heard of before. A ghost that specifically targets other ghosts—who has ever seen such a terrifying existence?"

"I suggest everyone leave immediately. We can't afford to mess with this ghost, and we can't handle the paranormal events in this village. No wonder that company was willing to promise us how to control the second ghost and delay its resurgence after we solved the paranormal events here. The benefits and risks are always proportional."

Hearing how terrifying the ghost was, Ye Jun was unwilling to stay any longer and said, "I agree to leave immediately."

Zhang Han glanced at Li Zhuiyuan and, seeing his expressionless face, knew that Li Zhuiyuan wouldn't leave. He suddenly felt a surge of courage.

He said, "I'm not leaving. I believe that with so many ghost tamers working together, we can deal with the ghosts here."

"And you?" Zhang Yiming turned to look at Ouyang Tian, ​​noticing that he was still clutching his crotch, with bloodstains on his pants. He asked, "What happened to you? Are you injured?"

Ouyang Tian looked somewhat uneasy as he said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

"I think we should stay and give it our all."