Mysterious Recovery: Starting at Caesars Hotel

Chapter 67 Meet the substitute again
  In the hotel lobby.

"Jingle Bell……"

The silent atmosphere was broken by the sound of a cell phone ringing.

Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen appeared in the lobby. Both of them were staring at the direction where the ringing sound came from, the location of the front desk.

The front desk of the hotel is a long marble table and cabinet with a polished surface. But what is more noticeable is that there is a woman standing at the front desk with a stiff smile, like a corpse.

The cell phone ringtone came from this woman.

Xiong Wenwen immediately shrank behind Yang Jian: "Be careful, maybe it's a ghost."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes, but shook his head: "This woman may be Tong Qian."

"You're lying, they don't look alike at all." Xiong Wenwen secretly glanced at the front desk and was very sure that the other person was not Tong Qian.

Although they are somewhat similar in stature, their appearance is completely different and they cannot be the same person.

Yang Jian did not continue to explain, and walked straight over, letting the headless ghost figure emerge to test the woman with a stiff smile.

after awhile.

Yang Jian pulled down the headless ghost's hand, and the face of the female receptionist was torn apart like building blocks.

A bloody beautiful woman's face was put aside, her facial features remained perfect, and her face was basically kept intact.

However, upon closer inspection, the beautiful woman's face is more like a three-dimensional hard mask rather than soft human skin.

The ghost only has the ability to splice limbs and piece together faces arbitrarily, or the ghost newspaper is better at seizing a human face.

But after the receptionist lost her face, what was left was not a layer of skin, but another woman's face, that was Tong Qian's face.

"Call an ambulance. Tong Qian still has some slight chance of survival. If she's lucky, she can be rescued." Yang Jian's face was gloomy and he immediately ordered.

Although her whole body was cold and cold, her body was still alive. She not only had a heartbeat but also the ability to breathe. If she was rescued immediately, Tong Qian could still be saved.

Xiong Wenwen couldn't bear to be surprised. He took out his mobile phone and immediately contacted Zhang Gao, asking him to arrange rescue personnel to take Tong Qian out of the hotel and send him to the rescue.

People outside were already on emergency standby, and the ambulance arrived soon.

But Yang Jian was worried about ordinary people approaching the hotel, so he picked up the unconscious Tong Qian and quickly left the Caesar Hotel.

However, before the two of them could walk out of the door, the hotel door closed automatically with a bang, and surging firelight was reflected around them.

Yang Jian tensed up subconsciously, and a scarlet ghost eye on the back of his head opened. The ghost eye's sight came back and spotted the young man walking down from the second floor.

He was a man in his twenties with firm and steady eyes, and he was also someone he had met once.

The one who stopped them from leaving was Liang Tian who came over.

"You can't leave."

Liang Tian stared at Tong Qian in Yang Jian's arms, stopped the two of them with a strong attitude, and blocked the lobby with fire and ghosts.

There was some hesitation in his heart. If the identity of the newspaper ghost was revealed immediately, the ghost face would burst into laughter at close range, and there was no doubt that both Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen would be killed directly.

You must know that the newspaper ghost is lying in Yang Jian's arms now, and he can calmly not attack the two of them, but the killing pattern has not been triggered yet.

But the ghost stole Zhao Lei's memory and gained the wisdom of a living person. He is also not easy to fool and may be alerted at any time.

It is not easy to resolve this dilemma.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked cautiously.

He suspected that the memory of the person in front of him had been tampered with.

The nine ghost eyes suddenly opened, and they looked over with caution, ready to use the ghost immediately if something went wrong.

At this time, the uninformed Xiong Wenwen was not nervous, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face: "I was scared to death. I thought I bumped into a ghost. But why can't we leave?"

Tong Qian's situation is very critical and she needs rescue urgently, otherwise her life will be in danger.

Liang Tian did not answer, and after thinking for a moment, he stretched out a hand and began to gesture in the air, writing four big characters over and over again.

Since the newspaper ghost intends to pretend to be Tong Qian and pretend to be dead with her eyes closed, then the language prompts will be displayed in the form of text.

Yang Jian frowned, resisting the thought of leaving Guixiao and carefully distinguishing what the other party wrote. Xiong Wenwen beside him rolled his eyes. When he looked at it for the second time, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.

He immediately jumped up and ran away from Yang Jian in panic, no, to be precise, he ran away from the person being hugged sideways.

"Tong...Qian...is...a ghost."

Yang Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, and four words came out of his mouth in a low voice.

But the next moment.

Tong Qian in her arms opened her eyelids without warning, staring at Yang Jian with her dead and cold pupils, a stiff and weird smile on her face.

"Giggle..."

Creepy laughter echoed.

But the next second, Tong Qian's mouth was covered by a palm that was like a condensed darkness, covering her tightly to prevent the infiltrating laughter from continuing to come out.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes opened, and a rich red light emitted, and the whole person disappeared immediately.

In its original position, only a tall black figure standing up with its head missing was left.

The palm of the headless ghost's hand covering Tong Qian's mouth rippled like a violently swaying water surface, and it was obvious that it could not be suppressed for long.

When the laughter reverberates, everyone in the lobby will be in danger.

Yang Jian's face turned a little pale, but his eyes still showed calmness, and his mind was frantically thinking about ways to break the situation.

He took out the ghost rope wrapped in gold foil.

As a last resort, he will release another ghost, ensuring that the newspaper ghost can be suppressed.

At this time, Liang Tian also took action. There was a burnt and shriveled human head in his hand. He held the head in his palm and pointed it at Tong Qian who fell on the floor.

This is the dead head of the ghost controller Liu Dong, and it is also one of the puzzle pieces of the head balloon. If a living person is targeted by this dead head ghost, it will only take two or three seconds to die. If a ghost is targeted, he will also be subject to continuous damage. of suppression.

Not only that, the man who was all red also walked out of the lamp and rushed towards the newspaper ghost.

Under the triple suppression of the headless ghost covering her mouth, staring at the dead head, and being ignited by the ghost in the fire, Tong Qian became completely silent and simply fell into silence. Even the weird laughter seeping out from the fingers of the ghost suddenly stopped. Stop, cease to exist.

However, at this time, Xiong Wenwen screamed strangely: "No, this is not the ghost, it is just a face."

Yang Jian immediately asked: "Did you guess it, or did you use precognition?"

"Of course it's prediction." Xiong Wenwen said hurriedly.

Under his prediction, the fake Tong Qian was burned to death in the fire, leaving behind only a pile of ashes and a strange smiling face.

Liang Tian's expression darkened and he realized the problem.

If Xiong Wenwen's prediction was correct, then the newspaper ghost must have used the same method as last time, using the ghost face as a stand-in, and carefully hiding the real body in this hotel.

The Newspaper Ghost is a relatively idealistic ghost. It has no physical limitations and can change its identity at any time. It will be difficult to find it after losing the clues.

after awhile.

As expected, the fake Tong Qian disappeared under the burning of the fire. Apart from a pile of clothes and ashes, there was only a charred face.

The facts are before our eyes, and the newspaper ghost has successfully escaped again.

"How are you going to deal with the supernatural in the hotel?"

Yang Jian walked out of the red light with a solemn expression, and the headless ghost also came back to stand behind him, but he was in a bad mood at the moment.

The newspaper ghost is not very scary, and the danger level is reduced after breaking up the ghost face puzzle. However, this ghost is so good at hiding that it is not easy to deal with.

Now he only hopes to get information from the ghost closet, hoping that this clue will help him find the source.

"Use Ghost Candle!"

Liang Tian's eyes flickered, he took the burnt ghost face from the ashes, and then glanced at the hotel, thinking about using the ghost candle.

The only ghost candle in his hand is white. When lit, it can attract the surrounding ghosts. Although he consumed 70 to 80% of the candle when dealing with the mirage incident in Dahua City, the remaining ones are enough.

Now that the tall man's corpse is bound by the shroud, there are no other supernatural powers in the hotel except the newspaper ghost. Using ghost candles is the most efficient method.

(End of this chapter)