Mysterious Recovery: Starting at Caesars Hotel

Chapter 69 An Xin’s Change

The fourth floor of the Caesar Hotel.

When the three of them came here, they did not bother to check the hotel rooms. Instead, under the guidance of Liang Tian, ​​they walked straight towards the non-existent corridor.

Soon, a humanoid silhouette wrapped in thick gray-white cloth appeared, standing motionless in the middle of the narrow aisle, blocking their way.

Xiong Wenwen's voice trembled: "A ghost!"

Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, his steps were steady, and his mood was not relaxed either.

The tall humanoid silhouette inherently gives people a terrible sense of oppression. Even now that it is wrapped in gray and white thick cloth, the weird feeling it brings has not diminished at all.

Just as Liang Tian was about to explain, his eyes suddenly turned slightly and noticed the situation behind the tall man's corpse.

step, step, step

Faceless corpses were walking out of the dark, narrow, non-existent corridor, including men and women, old and young, in large numbers.

The bodies of these ghost slaves were stiff and they moved in unison. They all gathered towards the stairs, as if they had been instructed by something.

They moved very quickly, and their figures disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

Liang Tian frowned, and he had a guess in his heart: "A ghost discovered a living person on the fifth floor?"

There is another living person on the fifth floor, a woman named An Xin.

At this time, he was in trouble. He was not sure whether the newspaper ghost would hide in the ghost slave and go to the fifth floor, or continue to hide in the non-existent corridor.

While he was deep in thought, Yang Jian couldn't wait any longer.

He asked cautiously: "Are you going up or should I go up?"

The vision of the ghost eyes is clearer, but if you want to explore the purpose of those faceless ghost slaves, you must first deal with the ghosts blocking the way.

Rather than slowly testing the evil ghost's killing patterns, he wanted to go head-to-head and rely on the headless ghost's suppression ability to subdue the evil ghost.

just.

"The thick cloth wrapped around the tall man's body is the shroud I got from the headquarters. I have restrained this ghost in advance. We don't need to worry about it. We can just go around it."

Liang Tian looked slightly gloomy and explained. Then he pointed and continued: "The important thing now is to deal with the newspaper ghost. The newspaper ghost is an idealistic ghost and will attach itself to the consciousness of living people. It may have gone now. The fifth floor may also be hiding on the fourth floor trying to replace Feng Quan and Guo Fan, time is not on our side."

"So, you want to split up?" Yang Jian was slightly surprised.

Liang Tian nodded and said: "This is the only way."

Xiong Wenwen looked horrified, shook his head and said, "I object, this is how it is played in movies. People in the team have been receiving lunch boxes one after another since they separated. Please don't harm Father Bear."

"The objection is invalid! You and Yang will go to the corridor, and I will go to the fifth floor."

Liang Tian glanced at it, then took out the ghost newspaper from the lamp and handed it to Yang Jian: "You must know this supernatural item. Feng Quan and the others may have had their memories tampered with, and the ghost newspaper can be changed back."

At this time, he forcefully made arrangements.

Xiong Wenwen rolled his eyes and almost fainted. He could only hide behind Yang Jian without tears.

"For me?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.

The moment he saw the ghost newspaper, his last guard against Liang Tian slowly dissipated. Since the newspaper ghost's belongings can be snatched away, the probability of his memory being tampered with is extremely slim.

It seems that even if he and Xiong Wenwen don't have support, Liang Tian can handle the supernatural incident at Caesars Hotel alone.

Is this the strength of a top ghost controller?

"The ghost newspaper can tamper with memory. It is a good supernatural item. It is only lent to you temporarily and will be returned when the work is done. Tong Qian's face happened to be placed in room 31. Anyway, you go to save Feng Quan and save him on the way. Give her a break."

Liang Tian shook his head, and then grabbed Feng Quan's fog ghost from the lamp, and Tong Qian's grimace with a weird smile.

Although they were out of the fire, both ghosts had burnt marks on their bodies, and they would not be able to revive or regain their mobility for a while.

"So, you get paid for the headquarters, and I do the work?"

Yang Jian's face was expressionless and his tone was unkind.

However, he hesitated for a moment, and a tall headless ghost stood up behind him. He took the two ghosts over and suppressed them to avoid trouble.

"You can modify their memories as you wish."

Liang Tian smiled and showed meaningful eyes.

"..."

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he did not refuse again.

The captain plan is launched. He has credit for handling the starving ghost incident, and there is a high probability that he will be elected as a captain by the headquarters.

Each captain has the right to form a team of ghost controllers. Using ghost newspapers to modify their memories can ensure the reliability of Feng Quan and Tong Qian to the greatest extent.

Both of them are people with stronger actions and will not hesitate after making a decision.

"Enough time has been wasted, let's get started."

Liang Tian was the first to walk over and move the tall man's corpse blocking the road to one side, swinging it from the front to the side, leaving a barely passable passage in the corridor.

Then he ignored Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen and went to the end of the corridor alone.

"Since I have promised to save you, let me be a good person and do it to the end. I just hope it doesn't get cold so quickly."

He climbed the stairs to the fifth floor step by step, thinking to himself.

However, there is no immortality in supernatural events. If you die, you will die, and he does not pay too much attention to this.

After walking around a corner, a cold breath hit my face.

The newspaper ghost is most likely hiding on the fifth floor.

With this thought in his heart, his steps suddenly stopped, and the scene in front of him made his pupils shrink suddenly.

The dim corridor ahead was very quiet, but the corridor was filled with strange people. What was creepy was that the originally faceless corpses now had female faces oozing out of them.

These faces all look reassuring.

Not only women, but also men, children, and the elderly have a reassuring face installed on their bodies.

Some of the bodies had even turned black and rotten, exuding a strong corpse odor, but the face belonging to An Xin still remained fresh.

At this moment, a pair of empty eyes looked in his direction, their expressions were strange, and they revealed a permeating smile.

Liang Tian calmed down and tightened his hand holding the lamp involuntarily: "Sure enough, something happened to the only survivor!"

The newspaper ghost can steal the memories of living people and use memory as a medium to restore human faces.

In the original work, he pretended to be Tong Qian's face and deceived Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen into being sent to the hospital, and then invaded the headquarters communications room.

At this time, the expressions of the strange people changed, and they all spoke, their voices full of resentment.

"You obviously promised to take me away, why did you come so late? It was you who killed me. This is all your fault. I want to kill you."

The faces of An Xin seemed to be crying and smiling, sometimes sad, sometimes resentful, and sometimes calm again.

"Supernatural derivatives, but there is only one source!"

Liang Tian's eyes were cold and he ignored these questions. His cold eyes kept scanning people of different sizes, trying to find the body that belonged to An Xin.

But the next moment.

"Oooh...it's in my head, please help me."

The expressions of each person changed strangely. An Xin suddenly began to beat his head in pain, his hair disheveled, and he kept coming closer, while begging Liang Tian. moment.

"What the hell."

Liang Tian's face darkened, and there was anger in his heart.

However, the next second, he regained his composure.

At this moment, he understood the reason why the ghost candle could not lure out the newspaper ghost before.

The newspaper ghost with wisdom is now hidden in An Xin's consciousness, which is equivalent to half a ghost controller. It's strange that the white ghost candle can work.

He had no choice to kill someone and solve a supernatural incident.

Without any further hesitation, petals bloomed on the lamp.

The firelight instantly covered the entire floor.

As the fire swayed, the pervasive high temperature eroded everything around it.

"what……"

The cold faces were set on fire, and countless sparks burst out.

Those weird people kept slapping their faces, trying to extinguish the flames above, but to no avail, they couldn't help but scream in pain.

Corpses fell one after another, and the fire formed a gloomy sea of ​​​​fire that spread deep into the corridor.

The faces of countless Anxin who stayed deeper also changed from frightened to stiff, then to gloomy, and then turned around and evacuated.

"I want to leave now, it's too late."

Liang Tian looked with cold eyes, his body was illusory like a disembodied ghost, passing through the strange people and chasing deep into the corridor.

The flames are covered in ghosts, and the newspaper ghosts cannot be broken. If the ghosts cannot be broken, there is no way to escape from the Caesar Hotel.

The fire engulfed all the weird people.

The fire will only burn the supernatural body, and the human faces disguised as supernatural beings will be completely burned, but the corpses of ordinary people will not be ignited so quickly.

ten minutes later.

The fire gradually went out, and a large number of corpses were lying in the corridor. The same thing was that these corpses had lost their faces again.

Only the last body still retained a face that had been extensively burned.

Not only that, the facial bones under the burnt skin have been distorted and turned ugly and ferocious, and An Xin's original delicate appearance can hardly be seen.

An Xin groaned in pain, sitting with his back against the wall, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly at the person walking in front of him.

The fire did not burn her body, because the newspaper ghost is idealistic, exists as consciousness, and has no entity in itself. Even if ghosts invade her consciousness, her body will not be greatly affected.

Liang Tian did not exist in reality, but a cold voice came out: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

He is still in the supernatural room, guarding against possible sneak attacks by the newspaper ghost.

An An twitched in pain, but still answered seriously: "I don't know, I seemed to have turned into it. But now it is asleep, so I am out of its control."

"It's not that you became it, but that you became a ghost controller because you were possessed. But this state is very unstable. The ghost in your body was originally in a state of recovery, but now it is only temporarily suppressed. .Once the burn on your face heals, it will come back to life again and you will die."

Liang Tian's eyes moved slightly, and he groaned, staring at the face that was healing bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After part of the human face disguised as the medium of memory was burned, the newspaper ghost was suppressed by the fire and fell into a deep sleep.

Just like when he used a hatchet to dismember Guihe, Guihe was broken into two parts, but it was still healed within half a day.

Unless An Xin, like him, takes this opportunity to try to control the second ghost, use the ghost to restrain the ghost to fight against the resurrection of the newspaper ghost, and form a supernatural balance to survive.

An Xin's expression turned frightened: "Why is this happening? Is there any way you can save me?"

Only then did she realize that she was lucky enough to survive at the moment, but she wouldn't be able to survive long before she would be controlled by the ghost's instinctive consciousness again.

"No. Although I can help you wash your face, you will also die because you lose the maintenance of your supernatural power."

Liang Tian pondered for a while and realized that even if he used the ghost river to melt the newspaper ghost, the consequences of the ghost driver losing control of the ghost could be imagined.

And if the operation is not careful, even An Xin's consciousness will be merged into the ghost river and completely disappear.

An Xin fell silent and did not speak again.

She touched her face with trembling fingers. Both cheeks were covered with uneven scars from burns. Her chin had regained some whiteness and smoothness at some point, and was slowly spreading along her cheeks.

Once her appearance is restored, she will die.

a long time.

She gritted her teeth and said, "In this case, should I continue to burn this face so that I can survive?"

Liang Tian's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but be moved by this determination in his heart: "Yes, but if you endure the burning of the fire day after day, I'm afraid you will have to endure unimaginable pain. Is it worth it?"

An Xin leaned hard against the wall, struggled to stand up, supported his broken leg, raised his head and said, "Then are you willing to help me?"

Those eyes revealed fear, confusion, and a hint of tenacity.

Liang Tian's body returned to solidity from the illusion, he smiled faintly, but said inhumanely: "Give me a reason to help you."

"If I'm still of some use, I can do whatever you want."

An Xin smiled bitterly. He didn't need to look at it like this. This extremely ugly face was impossible to impress others, and it might even be disgusting.

But she knew that she had undergone earth-shaking changes, and she had to do her best just to live.

Liang Tian lowered his eyes and fiddled with the fire lamp casually, as if he was considering whether to bring a burden with him.

Five seconds.

ten seconds.

One minute.

no respond.

Just when An An felt desperate, as if the air was being squeezed from all directions, making it impossible for her to breathe.

three minutes.

five minutes.

Liang Tian said in a deep voice: "Remember your promise."

"Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Xin's eyes were moist, and at the same time his tense body relaxed, and he nodded vigorously.

Liang Tian stared at An Xin's face that was 80% ugly and 20% delicate, thinking of the faceless people in Taiping Ancient Town.

The fate of this stubborn woman may not lie in the fire, but in that faceless man. The supernatural power of the Faceless Man can erase a person's face, and at the same time, erase the consciousness of a living person.

The supernatural powers of the two ghosts conflict with each other. If there can be a sustained confrontation, it is not impossible that one day they will kill each other.

(End of this chapter)