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

The sudden appearance of these two people surprised and puzzled Tong Qian.

After examining the two of them closely for a few moments, she tentatively asked, "The Ghost Infant Li Zhuiyuan? The Ghost Eye Yang Jian?"

"It seems you've seen our files," Li Zhuiyuan said calmly.

Tong Qian nodded and said, "After receiving the news that we were coming to Dachang City to provide support, I specifically looked at the files of some ghost tamers in Dachang City, including the two of you. You are two high school ghost tamers who survived the Seventh Middle School ghost knocking incident. I feel much more at ease knowing that the higher-ups sent you to provide rescue."

Li Zhuiyuan's voice was cold as he said, "We weren't sent by higher-ups to rescue you. Zhao Jianguo and I made a deal. We heard some noise and came here to see if anyone we knew was here. We didn't want to bother with you, but your suicide attempt just now reminded me of Zhou Zheng; he did the same thing back then."

"Consider it giving him an explanation, coming in to save you."

Upon hearing this, Tong Qian became somewhat annoyed and said, "You were planning to just stand by and watch someone die? You can't do that."

Li Zhuiyuan calmly said, "Why not? Do you want to act like a hero like you? You lack strength and experience, yet you dare to plunge headlong into the ghost realm of the knocking ghosts. You gathered these people, didn't you? If I hadn't shown up, you would all be dead."

Tong Qian shook her head and said, "I am an Interpol officer. Being in the supernatural world, sacrificing myself for the people is what I should do."

Just then, the knocking continued.

"Knock knock, knock knock knock".

A survivor collapsed, his face ashen.

Tong Qian cried out in panic, "Help! Help! We need to find a way to get out of here quickly, or all these people will die!"

Ignoring Tong Qian's urging, Li Zhuiyuan took out a scarlet candle and handed it to Yang Jian.

He said calmly, "Don't light the ghost candle yet. My fight with Ye Feng made me realize that ghost blood and ghost infants are not simple. I want to use the knocking ghost to test the strength of ghost blood."

"Okay, Brother Yuan." Yang Jian nodded.

Tong Qian's face darkened. She said urgently, "What time is it? Use whatever means you have to save people. Don't try to fight the knocking ghost."

"The old man outside the door was terrifying. The ghost face on my head only laughed twice before it came back to life."

Li Zhuiyuan ignored him and walked toward the glass door before the old man could raise his hand.

Seeing this, Tong Qian wanted to step forward and persuade them, but Yang Jian spoke up.

"Tong Qian, I advise you not to stop Brother Xiao Yuan. You can't understand Brother Xiao Yuan's judgment on paranormal events. You just need to wait quietly."

Tong Qian frowned and stopped walking.

The two people who were able to enter silently must have a way to leave, so Tong Qian stood there helplessly and waited.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the glass door and saw the A-level ghost up close again.

Staring directly into the other person's empty, numb expression and eerily lifeless eyes.

The old man raised his hand, preparing to knock on the door again—a move he was certain to commit suicide.

Li Zhuiyuan simultaneously raised his hand and placed it on the glass door, precisely where the old man's finger was about to strike.

His palms turned scarlet, and ghost blood gushed out, staining a small patch of glass red.

The old man knocking on the door seemed unwilling to touch the ghost blood, his hand hovering in mid-air.

The old man then lowered his arm, took a step forward with the darkness behind him, and tried to knock on the door again.

More blood gushed from Li Zhuiyuan's palm, almost completely covering the glass door, leaving only a small portion so that the old man outside could be seen.

The old man's stiff, withered hands stopped again. This time, instead of moving forward, he took two steps back with heavy steps.

The knocking ghost is unwilling to come into contact with ghost blood.

Seeing this, Li Zhuiyuan's dark eyes flashed. The level of terror of the ghost blood was very high. Under the supernatural conflict, even the knocking ghost was unwilling to touch it.

It was a real waste to give the Ghost Blood to Yan Li to control before.

Tong Qian's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

The blood gushing from Li Zhuiyuan's palm was enough to repel the knocking ghost.

Just how terrifying a vengeful spirit did he control?

Remembering how Yang Jian addressed Li Zhuiyuan, Tong Qian quickly said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, since your ghost blood has the ability to fight the knocking ghost, we can try to imprison that old man!"

"Dealing with a catastrophic ghost would be of great help to the national situation and would save many people invisibly."

Li Zhuiyuan said coldly, "It's amazing that a ghost tamer with your kind of thinking has survived until now. The Knocking Ghost has only displayed two supernatural abilities so far: ghost domain and knocking to kill. Yet it has already caused such a wide-ranging impact. How can you be sure that it doesn't possess other, even more terrifying supernatural abilities?"

"I'm sorry." Tong Qian fell silent, recalling the scene of her attempt to fight back. The terror of the knocking ghost was unimaginable; she had indeed been naive.

Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian came to rescue people; she shouldn't let them take such a big risk.

A bluish-black haze emerged from Li Zhuiyuan's body. He opened a passage within his ghostly domain and said, "You have one minute to get out of here. I won't keep fighting the knocking ghost. If you want to live, leave now."

Tong Qian urged everyone, "Hurry up, everyone, come with me."

The series of bizarre events and deaths have caused many of the survivors to suffer mental breakdowns.

Some people screamed wildly, some curled up on the ground, and others hid themselves in their clothes, trembling uncontrollably.

Tong Qian knew the situation was still very dangerous, and anxiously tried to persuade everyone.

But now there are only a handful of people who can still communicate normally.

When the time came, Li Zhuiyuan retrieved the ghost blood from the glass window and walked towards the passage opened by the ghost realm.

"One minute is up. If you still want to persuade these people, you can stay."

Yang Jian, holding the ghost candle, followed behind without any hesitation.

"You guys!" Tong Qian was furious. Once they lost Li Zhuiyuan's Ghost Domain, they wouldn't even be able to leave the hot pot restaurant. Staying there would only mean waiting to die.

"You'll all die if you don't leave, so follow me!" she shouted at the crowd in frustration. Seeing that a few more people had stood up, she quickly led the few who were still rational to keep up.

After Li Zhuiyuan and his party left.

The passageway leading out of the hot pot restaurant disappeared again, and a knock sounded on the door.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

Not long after, the knocking stopped, and the old man, shrouded in endless darkness, turned and left.

The ghost realm that appeared in the center of Dachang City still exists, and its range is gradually expanding.

After temporarily escaping danger, Tong Qian began to blame Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian, complaining that they should have given her more time so that she could have rescued more people.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at her coldly and said in a deep voice, "You can continue your hero game. We need to go find someone."

Tong Qian frowned and said, "What do you mean? You're going to abandon these survivors?"

Li Zhuiyuan glanced expressionlessly at the people following behind him.

His face was full of terror, and he looked around anxiously. He would lose his composure at the slightest sound.

However, among ordinary people, this is already considered quite good; at least they haven't been scared out of their wits.

"Wait for us around here. If you're still alive, I'll take you away."

Before Tong Qian could react, Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian had already disappeared into the dark blue smog.