Although taking separate actions isn’t usually a good decision under most circumstances,
With only five minutes left until death occurs nearby, the clearest course of action was to quickly resolve the present situation and then leave.
Yang Jian didn’t need help; he could handle that thing by himself. What he worried about were the reasons why, starting with Xiong Wenwen ten minutes later, the others would sequentially die. If they had indeed fallen into so trap, then it was necessary to ascertain the reasons.
At the mont, he focused his suspicion on that ghost in the corridor outside the door.
It was a ghost of an unknown terror level, with an unknown thod of killing, one that had never been recorded in the archives. Moreover, the most important point was that the previous ti Yang Jian had drawn out the Door Knocking Ghost, it had not taken this entity out of the hotel.
This ant that the curse of the Door Knocking Ghost couldn’t affect it.
Because of the urgency,
Yang Jian imdiately charged into the bedroom inside.
No abnormalities were found in other places; there was no need to investigate. This outco had been foretold by Xiong Wenwen, saving considerable ti.
He pushed the door open.
The room was pitch-black.
But through Ghost Vision, everything in the room was clearly visible to him.
It was exactly as Xiong Wenwen had foreseen.
In the room, there were people standing, sitting, lying on the ground—all of them without their facial features.
The clothes of these people were different: so were males and females, so dressed in suits were middle-aged n, so in hoodies were young n, and there were youthful girls in dresses... But at this mont, regardless of the person, they all lacked facial features, standing or lying quietly with unknown statuses of life or death.
Yang Jian stared at their faceless heads.
Unlike before, their faces were not peeled away along with the facial features and flesh; instead, they simply had lost their features, leaving behind flat stretches of skin.
"Did that ghost take away their faces? Or is the true identity of that ghost a faceless one?"
His Ghost Vision restlessly moved about, glancing left and right at every featureless person, hoping to find sothing suspicious.
Perhaps the ghost was hiding among these faceless individuals.
But unfortunately,
Although there were many faceless people in the room, in his view, none was the real ghost.
Because of one detail.
If these people had no faces, then how could the smiling face from Tong Qian’s body be fitted onto them?
From the current situation, the real ghost must be the one with that Ghost Face, and only the real ghost could control the Ghost Face from Tong Qian’s body—others couldn’t manage it.
In other words, the ghost was the one with a smiling face.
"So it seems I’m late. The ghost had been here before but is not in this room anymore... But if the ghost is gone, it ans it has abandoned Zhao Lei. Hence, Zhao Lei should be here."
Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened, and he imdiately began to search.
Although these people had no faces, he could find Zhao Lei through his familiarity with his body size and attire.
No, maybe by the ti he was found, he would already be a corpse.
But even so, he felt it was his duty to bring Zhao Lei’s body out, at the very least to return it to Dachang City and present it to his parents. One couldn’t simply let the body decay and disappear here.
The room wasn’t large, but the faceless people were nurous, with the air filled with the stench of decay.
It was evident that so of the bodies had already begun to rot and were completely dead here. However, he noticed that so bodies still maintained body temperature and heartbeat; dically speaking, they should still be considered alive and not dead. But to Yang Jian, they were no different from the dead.
Without faces, even if their bodies maintained signs of life, what use was it? They were only prolonging their suffering for a few more days.
After quickly scanning the room, Yang Jian lastly saw a person standing by the window, facing away.
The physique and characteristics of that person were exactly the sa as Zhao Lei’s.
"Is it Zhao Lei?" Yang Jian’s heart chilled, and he cautiously and rapidly moved through the crowd toward him.
During this ti, everything around him was normal, without any movent.
Clearly, the ghost had given up on Zhao Lei. If he was still in here under the guise of Zhao Lei, it definitely wouldn’t be this quiet. The thing knew it couldn’t approach him, as once Yang Jian got close, and the Ghost Shadow invaded the body, it would surely be restricted. So, he beca even more certain that Zhao Lei was no longer the ghost.
As he approached, Yang Jian extended his hand onto that person’s shoulder.
Upon touching, he felt a sense of surprise, as warmth emanated from Zhao Lei’s shoulders.
Yes, that’s right; Yang Jian actually sensed body temperature.
"Is Zhao Lei not dead yet?"
A sudden thought sprang up in his mind, and oddly it was tinged with slight joy.
If Zhao Lei wasn’t dead, it ant there was still a chance to save him.
However, when Yang Jian swiftly turned the body around, his countenance imdiately darkened.
Although Zhao Lei’s body was correct, the face was that of a stranger. This stranger’s face didn’t fit on his head, skewed and twisted, with several areas already rotting. If this continued, his body would soon rot away as well.
Yang Jian’s face darkened, and he imdiately tore off the severely damaged face.
He used the power of Ghost Shadow, so after tearing off the face, Zhang Lei beca a faceless person again.
"Did that thing take away everyone’s faces when it left this place?" Yang Jian made another round and failed to find Zhao Lei’s face in this room, which made him sowhat annoyed.
What kind of ghost is it that needs so many faces?
Or does it have a collecting obsession, specifically enjoying the collection of human faces, and will not stop its actions until it finds the Ghost Face?
But the ghost should have already obtained Tong Qian’s smiling face; it should need no others.
So where would it keep those faces?
Room 31?
Suddenly.
The room number popped into Yang Jian’s mind for no apparent reason.
That was a very important clue left by Zhao Lei when he was attacked by the ghost; he said the ghost was in room 31 of the Caesar Hotel.
The clue given by Ghost Cabinet was room 13.
But the question Yang Jian originally asked was where is Zhao Lei?
Zhao Lei was indeed in room 13, because his body was here.
But what if the ghost also went to room 31?
Perhaps the faces were there.
"Could it be that I need to take the risk and venture deeper into this hotel?" Yang Jian’s gaze shifted as he looked at Zhao Lei’s body, undecided.
Although there is no problem going deeper into the hotel, there is another ghost roaming the corridors outside. With so many people involved, there might be casualties to so extent.
But he was not content to avoid room 31.
The ghost had abandoned Zhao Lei and chosen to hibernate in another way. Its source was very likely in that room.
Having co this far, it would be a pity to back down now.
However, ti was running out.
Over three minutes had passed; he could feel that Lin Luoi outside the bedroom had already lit the Ghost Candle to protect Xiong Wenwen inside.
But this might not be effective. Once five minutes were up, Xiong Wenwen would still be attacked by the ghost as foretold; she might not die, but from then on, Luo Su Yi and Lin Luoi would be killed one after another.
The Ghost Candle could protect them for a mont, but not indefinitely.
However, while Yang Jian was acting and thinking, Luo Su Yi on the other side was trembling with fear, but still mustered the courage to open the door and kept observing the condition of the ghost outside.
In the pitch-dark corridor, only the light from his flashlight was on.
Barely dispersing the darkness, it lit up the corridor.
But the distance still seed dim.
Under the dim light, the intersection they had just passed was now empty.
The ghost that had eerily appeared and was wandering around the intersection was gone.
"Where did that thing go?" Luo Su Yi panicked inexplicably, searching for the entity with his flashlight.
If it had left, at least he needed to know its approximate direction. That way, he could be sowhat prepared when it was ti to leave. If it hadn’t moved, he had to observe its actions.
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Luo Su Yi did not dare to step out of his room; he just dared to stick out his head and search.
But in this way, the places he could search were very limited.
However, to his surprise, he actually found the location of the ghost outside.
From the direction he had just co, a tall figure with heavy footsteps and stiff movents was slowly walking away,
"I found it. Is it trying to leave this place and return to the hotel?" Seeing the ghost leaving, Luo Su Yi’s tense heart relaxed a little.
As long as the ghost left the area, moving far enough away, it ant he was relatively safe for the mont.
Wait a minute.
That’s not right.
Suddenly, Luo Su Yi was startled again, realizing a very bad situation.
If the ghost had turned its back to him and left, then why would Xiong Wenwen die? Why would he then die?
As he realized this, the tall figure in the distance that was about to leave the corridor stopped and slowly turned around, facing this way again...
An inexplicable sense of urgency and fear imdiately enveloped his whole body.
Indeed, they had been targeted by the ghost.
Although Luo Su Yi was afraid of death, that didn’t an he was stupid. With a hint of panic, he said to the room, "I saw the ghost. It was about to leave the corridor and return to the hotel, but just at that mont, as it was about to exit, it stopped and turned around, heading our way."
"I guess that Xiong Wenwen’s death will definitely be related to this ghost. You’d better co up with an idea quickly. If all else fails, leave now. Any later will be too late."
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