A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Once he leaves, the Ghost Lake will inevitably erupt.

The water that has been suppressed will sweep outwards and swallow up countless things.

more importantly.

He hasn't fully completed his role yet.

He is playing Yang Jian, but he is not the complete Yang Jian yet.

His progress is still a long way off.

That gap is significant; it requires a sense of presence.

People in the real world need to light wishing candles again and again; each wish is like writing their name in reality.

With each candle lit, his connection with reality deepens.

The wishing ghost's ability is the easiest way to advance the role-playing progress.

He doesn't need to come in person.

It can also make your shadow appear in reality.

The first time it was lit, it left only a trace.

The second ignition was a response.

It was lit for the third time.

He will manifest in the world.

Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at the calm lake surface.

What was reflected in the lake was not his face, but a burning white candle.

The flame was very small.

But it illuminated a corner of the ghostly world.

Yang Jian did not move.

In the depths of his eyes, it seemed as if a ghostly eye was slowly opening.

"This is the second time."

His voice was very soft.

Everything beneath the lake's surface sank.

Deep within the ghost painting.

Li Yao held a white candle, her face solemn.

Although Qin Taotao couldn't move, she was still staring intently at the candle.

Who was that voice just now?

Do wishing candles have their own consciousness?

Or is this candle itself a vengeful ghost?

If it can freeze ghost paintings, it at least indicates that its supernatural level is extremely high.

Even though it's also an S-class.

Li Yao didn't have time to think about it carefully.

The flames burned very slowly.

But she knew that every inch of melting wax could be costing her her life.

She spoke directly.

"I want to make a wish."

The white flame flickered.

That playful voice rang out again.

"No rush."

"I'll play a game with you."

Li Yao's eyes turned cold.

game?

At a time like this, who's in the mood to play games with ghosts?

But she didn't interrupt.

Because she knew that making a wish was itself a transaction.

She never had the initiative.

The voice continued, "If you win, the price for this wish will be waived."

The white flame rose an inch.

"If you lose..."

The sound paused for a moment.

Li Yao felt a cold gaze fall upon her.

"die."

One word.

It's very light.

But its oppressive power is more direct than that of ghost paintings.

Li Yao's expression remained unchanged; she had already prepared herself to die once she lit the candle.

Now, the other side has changed the inevitable cost of death into a game.

That means she still has at least a glimmer of hope.

She looked at the woman in red.

The woman in red remained standing, and the gray-white ghostly aura also remained stationary around them.

If time were reversed, they would be crushed to death immediately.

So she had no choice.

"How do we win?"

Li Yao asked.

The voice laughed.

"I will suppress my drawing skills to the same level as yours."

"If you can beat it."

"Obtain the Golden Candlestick."

"You've won."

"This is also the wish you want to make."

Li Yao's gaze sharpened.

It knows.

It knows what it wants.

Before I could even voice my wish, it had already revealed the outcome.

The terrifying thing about wishing candles isn't just that they freeze ghostly images, but that they seem to be able to see people's intentions.

The voice continued, "If you can't do it, you'll die at her hands."

As for Qin Taotao.

"She can use the Ghost Post Office to sever her presence in the ghost painting and leave this place."

"But she can't take the golden candlestick with her."

"And seven days later, she needs to relight the candles."

The white flames flickered gently.

"This is the price of failure."

Li Yao's eyes finally changed.

The cost has been changed.

The price for lighting the wishing candle was her death.

It's now become a game.

If you win, your wish will be fulfilled, and the cost will be waived.

If she loses, she will die.

Qin Taotao can escape, but she needs to relight the candle in seven days.

What will be the price seven days from now?

no one knows.

Perhaps it's more terrifying than death.

Perhaps this will burden Qin Taotao with some kind of supernatural affliction she cannot escape.

This game isn't just about her.

Li Yao turned to look at Qin Taotao, who was frozen in place.

She cannot speak.

But her eyes were still clear.

Li Yao's voice was very calm.

"You heard me."

"This game wasn't just my choice."

She paused for a moment.

"If I don't play, I'll die right now."

"You might not even be able to get out."

"We have even less chance of getting the golden candlestick."

"If I play, I have a chance to win."

"But if you lose, it will be your turn to light it in seven days."

Li Yao looked into Qin Taotao's eyes.

"That's why I'm asking you."

"Shall we play this game?"

White candlelight shone between the two.

The surrounding red-clad female ghosts stood still like statues.

The woman in red stopped in front of him.

The golden candlestick was right behind her.

It's right before our eyes.

It was as far away as if separated by an entire world of death.

Li Yao said, "If you want to play, blink once."

"If you're not going to play, blink twice."

Qin Taotao cannot move.

She could only look at Li Yao, whose eyes held both anger and hesitation.

She certainly understood why Li Yao asked her that question.

Because the consequences of this failure involved her.

Li Yao could risk her life for herself, but she couldn't decide Qin Taotao's fate seven days from now.

This is something Qin Taotao said before.

Whether you come in or not is your choice.

Now, this statement has come back to Qin Taotao.

Whether or not to play this game is her own choice.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly; the white candle flame did not urge them on, and the voice did not speak again.

It seems to really enjoy this waiting, and loves watching people make choices in dire situations.

The anger in Qin Taotao's eyes gradually subsided.

She looked at Li Yao, then at the golden candlestick behind the woman in red.

If they stop playing, the ghost paintings will continue to expand.

The city of Calgary will disappear completely.

The temporary camp will be swallowed up, and many more people will become gray silhouettes.

They came here to find a way to solve the problem of the ghost drawings.

The solution is right in front of you.

Even if it is dangerous.

Even if it's like a trap.

There's no turning back.

Qin Taotao blinked slowly.

a bit.

Li Yao saw it.

She smiled.

This time, the laughter was even softer than before.

"it is good."

"Then let's play."

The flame of the white candle suddenly leaped.

That playful voice appeared again, tinged with satisfaction.

"Game begins."

The words fell.

The frozen world of ghost paintings is beginning to recover.

But not all have been restored.

The red-clad female ghosts surrounding them suddenly paused, then vanished in large swathes, as if wiped away by an unseen hand.

The compressed gray-white ghost realm also began to regress.

The terrifying aura emanating from the woman in red was forcibly weakened by some force.

The oppressive aura of an S-class ghost tamer was as if it were being peeled away layer by layer.

Even so, she is still terrifying.

She still stood in the center of the old city, her face still blurred beneath the red veil, her red dress as heavy as blood.

She simply went from being unable to compete to being able to be challenged.

Li Yao held the candle.

The white candle did not go out.

It hovered beside her, as if observing from the sidelines.

Qin Taotao has also regained her mobility.

She looked at Li Yao immediately, her voice low.

"You shouldn't have lit it."

Li Yao said, "If we don't order, we're already dead."

Qin Taotao was silent for a moment.

She knew Li Yao was right.

But agreeing is one thing, accepting is another.

Li Yao didn't say anything more; she turned her gaze back to the woman in red.

"Being suppressed to the same level as me doesn't mean she's weak."

Qin Taotao said, "She is a ghost tamer. Even if she is at the same level, she is much more troublesome than an ordinary vengeful ghost."

Li Yao nodded.

"So we can't delay."

Both of them knew that the goal of the game was not to kill the woman in red.

Instead, they obtained the golden candlestick.

If you try to fight her head-on, you'll only fall into her trap.

Qin Taotao looked around.

Although the number of female ghosts in red has decreased significantly, they have not completely disappeared.

There were still more than a dozen figures in red standing on the edge of the street.

They were like referees, and also like the remaining defenses of the ghost painting.

The golden candlestick was behind the woman in red, about thirty paces away.

These thirty steps represent the distance between life and death.

Qin Taotao lowered her voice.

"I used the Ghost Driver to smash through the front."

"The post office will pave the way for you."

"Don't worry about me, just go get the candlestick."

Li Yao shook her head.

"No, she'll stop me first."

Qin Taotao said, "Then she must stop me."

After she finished speaking, the supernatural forces within her surged once more.

The ghost driver started up, and the sound was particularly jarring in the old town.

The woman in red slowly turned her head.

Her face was aimed at Qin Taotao.

Grayish-white lines immediately appeared along the edges of Qin Taotao's body.

But she did not back down.

The ghostly post office appeared behind her.

This time, the post office didn't confront the ghost painting head-on, but instead paved a narrow path under Qin Taotao's feet.

The path led to the side of the woman in red.

Qin Taotao took a step forward.

The ghost driver crashed into something with a roar.

The woman in red raised a pale hand.

She neither took a picture nor made a grab.

With just a gentle gesture, the street ahead instantly transformed into a painting.

Qin Taotao's body felt like it was being pressed into a piece of paper.

But at that very moment, Li Yao made a move.

The power of the still ghost covered the red-clad woman's fingers.

The hand paused for a moment.

Qin Taotao seized the opportunity, and the ghost driver crashed through the drawing paper.

boom!

A crack appeared in the center of the old city, and Qin Taotao rushed to the left of the woman in red.

The woman in red did indeed turn towards her.

This is an opportunity.

Without hesitation, Li Yao unleashed the power of the ghost in front of her.

Several female ghosts in red were smashed to pieces.

The chilling aura of the water droplet ghost spread across the bluestone path, forming a path of corrosion.

She rushed along that path toward the golden candlestick.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

The woman in red realized her intentions.

Her red veil was suddenly lifted by one corner.

Li Yao did not go to see it.

She knew she shouldn't look.

Once you see that face, your consciousness will uncontrollably fill in the gaps.

She forced her head down, staring at the golden candlestick.

The candlestick is getting closer and closer.

But just as she reached out, she heard the sound of fabric rubbing behind her.

A female ghost in red appeared behind her.

A pale hand pressed down on her shoulder.

Li Yao slapped backhand.

An attack by the ghosts broke out.

The red-clad female ghost shattered.

But her movements slowed down for a moment.

The red-clad woman's ghostly aura pressed down once more, and even though it was weakened by the wishing candles, the aura remained terrifying.

Li Yao's fingers were only half an inch away from the candlestick, but it felt like there was an invisible layer of glass between them!