Offering flowers before the Buddha

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..."
A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mysterious Revival

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Because of a new deal with the Ghost Cabinet, Yang Jian didn't sleep soundly tonight.


The key, the photo of the old house, and that peculiar request all made him uneasy. He felt that if he really did what the Ghost Cabinet asked, the likelihood of dying this time was very high; yet, if he didn't do it, turning his back on a deal would also carry a great cost.


The danger was invisible, but the consequences could be anticipated.


Under such circumstances, it's easy for people to harbor a false sense of hope, and Yang Jian was no exception.


Unable to figure things out overnight, he didn't overthink it. Instead, he followed his usual routine: get up, wash up, and then go to work at the company.


Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan had already left earlier, without calling him - perhaps they were afraid of disturbing him.


Chapter 677 Emotions and Rescue