Chapter 365: Chapter 364 Feng Quan’s Phone Call
He had been in room 31 for about two hours now.
During this time, the room had always been safe, at least so far, although the surroundings looked eerie and scary, but in reality no supernatural events had occurred, and the ghost wandering outside had not deliberately come into the room, unless Yang Jian himself sought death by lighting the white Ghost Candle.
"We’ve rested enough, it’s time to leave, the ghost outside is probably not by the door anymore,” Yang Jian decided to leave the Caesar Hotel at this time.
His mission was still unresolved, and he needed to take further action.
As for the hotel-related balloon-head incident… he would have to let it go for the time being.
Between the two incidents, the one involving the memory-altering ghost was definitely more harmful. This ghost had now taken on Tong Qian’s identity, and he dared not believe what it would do next.
"You’ve finally figured out the ghost’s pattern of killing outside, don’t you want to restrain that thing now? If it gets away one day, the trouble will be big. That thing steps on other people’s footprints randomly, who knows when it’ll step on ours next, and then we won’t even know how we died.”
Luo Su Yi had just finished with what she was doing and spoke up to remind him.
"Of course, enough Gold can satisfy this condition, however, the key is contact. The ghost currently only kills by following footprints. Once I make direct contact, some unpredictable change might occur. You saw that thing before, one attack can consume one of my Ghost Candles, even I can’t withstand that.”
"Let’s not worry about it now, I have more important things to do at the moment. Besides, you need to keep this confidential, don’t speak of it publicly, I will find a way to trap this ghost in the hotel so it can’t get out.”
"Not even report to Zhao Jianguo?” Xiong Wenwen asked.
Yang Jian said, “I will explain it personally to headquarters.”
He would certainly report, but he would also keep something back, because he needed the Firewood Knife in the ghost’s hand.
It might be a thing of horror, but there was no doubt that it was also a powerful weapon.
And since he was the first to discover the ghost, Yang Jian saw no reason not to take advantage of it, of course, provided he could find a way to completely imprison the ghost outside.
The others had also recovered their strength, and the tension and fear on their faces had eased a lot. Although they were still tense, it was much better than before.
Having experienced another supernatural event and walked on the edge of death several times, even those with poor mental fortitude could make some progress, not appearing as incapable as before.
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As the door to room thirty-one opened, the dim corridor outside seemed to be invaded by darkness again.
Just looking outside was suffocating.
In such an environment, even without ghosts, ordinary people would be scared to death.
"Follow me, I’ll use Ghost Domain to take you out, so we won’t leave any footprints,” Yang Jian looked around as he stepped out.
Especially on the way back, he specifically searched for the wandering ghost outside.
As he had guessed, the ghost was no longer there, probably having wandered off to another place, giving them a chance to breathe, for the moment.
Ghost Domain covered the other people.
After he made sure there was no danger, he extended the Ghost Domain to the outside corridor.
Immediately, the pitch-black corridor was shrouded in a red glow, but eerily, his Ghost Domain could not cover any of the rooms nearby; each room was like a forbidden area, immune to the Ghost Domain’s reach, as if some taboo and unknown terrors were dwelling inside. řÁℕöᛒÊș
Yang Jian’s expression changed slightly, and he didn’t force himself to investigate.
For him, there were still many dangers in this place that he didn’t know about.
For example… Along the endlessly stretching corridor next to these countless rooms, could there really be no danger?
This was, after all, a Supernatural Space, which surely possessed inherent dangers.
Yang Jian didn’t dare to delve deeper into the Ghost Domain for fear of triggering some unknown horror; he merely covered the path back to ensure that they wouldn’t leave any footprints, which might give that ghost an opportunity to kill.
Once he had made sure there was no danger, Yang Jian immediately used the Ghost Domain to lead the group out of the room.
He also took with him the countless faces in the room.
Even if those faces were of no use to him, Yang Jian would never leave them for that ghost. After all, each face represented an identity, and the ghost switched identities indiscriminately, blending into the crowd. This was a latent horror, more unsettling than those overtly visible ghosts.
What if one day that ghost turned into a woman and, unbeknownst to others, shared a bed with that woman… the very thought sent shivers down one’s spine.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian was standing by a window on the fourth floor again.
The corridor they had traversed before had vanished.
This wasn’t a true disappearance; rather, Yang Jian was unable to see it within the Ghost Domain and had to leave it to see that object.
"I have taken all the carpets, and I will burn them. This place won’t retain any footprints anymore and it will also prevent the ghost from killing others,” Yang Jian said. He immediately covered the entire hotel with the Ghost Domain and took away all the carpets lying on the ground.
To be cautious, he even pried away the floor tiles in the lobby on the first floor.
Not a single one was left.
Any place they had walked over the past few days, or might have walked, he resolutely left no opportunity for footprints because he couldn’t be sure when the ghost would return to the hotel.
"After leaving here, I will seal off the entire hotel forever.” Yang Jian thought to himself resolutely.
However, just when he had finished all these things.
The satellite phone rang.
"Hello.” Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then answered.
"You came to the hotel? You’re planning to just leave ?” Feng Quan’s voice came through the other end, sounding a bit strange, as if weak and powerless.
Before Yang Jian could speak, Feng Quan continued, “I’m in a bad way. Take me with you. You don’t want me to die here and become another ghost, right?”
"You’re still alive?” Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly. He checked the location and indeed saw Feng Quan’s location information on the fourth floor.
But he had not paid any attention to it.
Because in his heart, he had already assumed that Feng Quan was gone.
After all, the Ghost Fog had appeared, which was a sign of a fierce ghost’s revival.