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

"Tick-tock, tick-tock."

Inside the public restroom, some broken faucets were leaking water droplets.

"You really can't trust what that piece of paper says!" Yang Jian saw the ghost face that had disappeared from the newspaper reappear.

What worried him most was that the ghost baby's face had changed.

His previously closed eyes opened, revealing an eerie and sinister aura within his dark pupils.

"After the bloodstained newspaper was used to remove the ghost baby's face, the ghost baby woke up! An unexpected accident occurred between the two ghostly beings." Yang Jian immediately reached out and grabbed the bloodstained old newspaper, trying to tear it off.

How could Li Zhuiyuan, a living person, possibly fight against an awakened ghost baby with only his consciousness?

Seeing that he couldn't tear the newspaper down, Yang Jian used his Ghost Eye.

A crack appeared on my arm, and a scarlet eye popped out, constantly turning around.

With the addition of supernatural forces, the newspaper began to show some signs of loosening.

"It works." Yang Jian gritted his teeth and used one of his Ghost Eyes again.

The blood-stained newspaper was looser now.

"Still not enough." Yang Jian said fiercely, his hand turning crimson as he used his three ghost eyes to try and pull down the newspaper.

As a corner of the newspaper gradually detached, a bluish-black hue suddenly mixed into the blood.

The newspaper was pressed tightly against Li Zhuiyuan's face again.

"It's the ghost baby's supernatural power." Yang Jian's face darkened. Faced with the combined supernatural power of the blood-stained newspaper and the ghost baby, he gave up.

He had a premonition that only by risking the resurrection of his Ghost Eyes could he possibly tear down the newspaper with the two supernatural powers superimposed, but whether he could save Li Zhuiyuan by then was another matter.

Yang Jian reached into Li Zhuiyuan's pocket, took out the human skin paper, and then slightly distanced himself.

He would leave immediately if Li Zhuiyuan showed any sign of something amiss. As for this piece of human skin paper, although it was eerie, it could foresee the future and would definitely come in handy later. It would be a great waste to leave it in the hands of Li Zhuiyuan, who was under the influence of a vengeful ghost.

Once the parchment was acquired, information immediately appeared on it.

My name is Yang Jian. By the time you see this, I will already be dead...

"Nonsense." Yang Jian immediately put it in his pocket, ignoring it, and looked at Li Zhuiyuan with concern.

While Yang Jian was trying to tear the newspaper down, Li Zhuiyuan had already entered his own mental world.

In a rural village where fields and houses are scattered, he stands on a small dam made of mud and stones, with a two-story building in front of him.

Looking at the very familiar Siyuan Village, Li Zhuiyuan felt a sense of comfort.

Stepping into the courtyard, he calmly said, "What's wrong? After coming to a new world and seeing everything that's happened, you're too afraid to come out?"

Shortly after he finished speaking, the door to the basement of the building opened, and a person who looked exactly like Li Zhuiyuan walked out. This was the true self that he had sealed away in his own mental world, devoid of human emotions.

The ego said coldly, "This new world is our paradise. The Heavenly Dao has fallen silent, and vengeful spirits have resurfaced. Only by controlling the power of these spirits can we fight them. Isn't that interesting?"

Li Zhuiyuan agreed, "It is indeed very interesting. It's more interesting than trying to figure out the way of heaven by walking the river and fighting against the waves."

The id continued, "You've only just arrived in this world, and you've already been tricked by a vengeful ghost; that piece of human skin deceived you."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and said, "It's not a lie. I already know the pattern of that piece of human skin. The information displayed on it is all true, but it concealed some key information. Information gaps can cause accidents."

"The parchment says, 'After completing everything, I succeeded.' This 'I' may not necessarily refer to myself; I know there's a catch here."

"You've already resisted the invasion of your consciousness by fighting off a vengeful ghost once at Yang Jian's house, and I believe you can do it again this time. Or you could take this opportunity to fight me for control of your body and regain your freedom."

The ego coldly replied, "We've only just arrived here and have already encountered two supernatural attacks on our consciousness. If I were to fight you here and cause problems in my mental world, wouldn't I be left only to wait for death if I were to encounter another vengeful ghost attacking my consciousness? You don't need to test me with such meaningless words."

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the sky with a relaxed expression and said, "Then it's up to you now."

Just seconds after the conversation ended, two different colors appeared in the sky above the village.

A perfectly rectangular, blood-red mass, shaped like a newspaper, eroded the clouds.

At the very center of the blood-red mark was a clear bluish-black mark—the face of the ghost infant.

The ghost baby opened its eyes, its malevolent gaze fixed on the two people in the courtyard below, creating an indescribably eerie atmosphere.

A short while later, as the ghost infant opened its mouth, a rectangular mass of blood fell from the sky.

Li Zhuiyuan said calmly, "Judging from this situation, he wants to eat both of us."

"If he succeeded, with the power of the bloodstained old newspaper, the ghost baby might possess my consciousness and memories, thus becoming a vengeful ghost with the mind of a living person. In the end, Yang Jian covered the ghost baby's face with the newspaper, and the ghost baby awoke, becoming even more terrifying. This is the trap set by the human skin paper."

"Having my memories and consciousness, it can indeed be said that 'I have succeeded'."

"This method can indeed create a special existence, but the human skin paper conceals crucial information. If there's no way to deal with it, in the end, it won't be humans controlling ghosts, but ghosts controlling humans."

"The ghosts and monsters of this world are not to be trusted." With a wave of his hand, the pond outside the courtyard roared, and the water rushed towards the blood.

In the ripples of the water, strange little fish wriggled their tails and swam upwards impatiently.

"Bang!"

"Whoosh!"

The blood clot and the ghost baby's cheek followed their own killing patterns, rushing straight down and colliding violently with the pool.

In an instant, the small fish in the water seemed to smell something delicious, and they opened their mouths wide, swallowing clumps of blood.

In just one glance, the blood clot developed numerous tiny gaps, and the ghost infant's face at the center also became mutilated.

There were too many fish, and before the blood clump could even fall completely, it was devoured by the numerous fish in mid-air.

The fish had grown considerably larger and fell back into the pond, carrying water with them.

Two supernatural forces combined to invade consciousness, but were easily neutralized by the emotionless id.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well done. There's one more thing I need your help with."

"I know what you want to do. I will commit suicide once," the id said expressionlessly. "Let that bloodstained newspaper take away my consciousness. You certainly won't agree to me controlling the ghost baby. I will commit suicide once to erase my thoughts, leaving only my memories, and let that newspaper take them away."

Li Zhuiyuan retorted, "Aren't you afraid I'll just make you disappear completely?"

"In such a world, would you allow your mental world to fall into crisis? Remember to open the coffin in the basement. Push open the coffin lid and I will reappear." The id said with some anticipation, "I also want to see what kind of monster will be created."