Mysterious Recovery

Acting separately is not a good decision in most cases.

But there are still five minutes before death will happen around him. At this time, it is the clearest way to take the time to settle the matter at hand and leave here.

Yang Jian doesn’t need help. He can deal with that thing by himself. What he is worried about is that after 10 minutes, starting from Xiong Wenwen, other people will die one after another. If he and others have entered a trap. If it is, it is necessary to find out the reason.

Currently, he put this suspicion on the ghost in the aisle outside the door.

This is a ghost whose level of horror is unknown, the method of killing is unknown, and the ghost has never been admitted to the archives, and the most important thing is that Yang Jian attracted a knock on the door before, but he did not take this thing out of the hotel.

This means that the curse of the knocker cannot affect this thing.

Because time is tight.

Yang Jian immediately rushed to the bedroom inside.

There is no abnormality in other places, and no investigation is needed. This is the result Xiong Wenwen foreseeed, which also saved a lot of incidents.

Push the door and enter.

The room was dark.

But in the vision of Ghost Eye, everything in the room was clearly presented before his eyes.

It was exactly the same as Xiong Wenwen predicted.

Standing, sitting, and lying on the floor in the room, all of them were people without facial features.

The clothes and styles of these people are different. From the perspective of body shape, there should be men and women, middle-aged men in suits, youths in sweaters, and young girls in dresses... But at this moment, no matter what kind of person he is, he has lost his five senses and stayed there quietly, life and death unknown.

Yang Jian stared at them without facial features.

Unlike the previous situation, their faces were not stripped of their facial features and flesh, but they lost their facial features, leaving only a flat human skin.

"Did the ghost take its face? Or is it that the ghost's true identity is a faceless ghost?"

He turned his ghost eyes restlessly, looking around every person who had lost his facial features, hoping to try to find the suspicious place.

Maybe the ghost is hidden among these faceless people.

But it's a pity.

Although many people lost their faces in the room, none of them seemed to him to be a real ghost.

Because of a detail.

Since these people don't have faces, how to put that smiling face on Tong Qian's body?

Inferring from the current situation, the real ghost must be the existence with that grimace, and only the real ghost can control the grimace on Tong Qian, and other people can't control it.

In other words, ghosts are smiling people.

"So I am a step late. The ghost was brought here before, but it is no longer in this room... But if the ghost is not there, it means that it has abandoned Zhao Lei. In that case Zhao Lei should be here."

Yang Jian's eyes condensed, and he immediately began to search.

Although these people have no faces, he is familiar with Zhao Lei and can find him through his body shape and clothing.

No, maybe it was already a corpse after it was found at this time.

But despite this, he felt that he still had the obligation to take Zhao Lei's body out. At least he had to send it back to Dachang City and hand it to his parents. He couldn't let his body rot and disappear here.

The room is not big, but there are many people without faces, and there is a smell of corpses in the air.

It can be seen that some people’s bodies have begun to decay and have completely died here, but he also found that some corpses still maintained their body temperature and heartbeat. From a medical point of view, they should all belong to alive people and did not die, but in Yang Seen from time to time, they are no different from dead people.

He doesn't even have a face, even if the body still has vital signs, what use is it, but it's just a few more days and more torture.

After a quick turn, Yang Jian finally saw a person by the window with his back to him and facing outside.

The physical features of that person are exactly the same as Zhao Lei.

"Is it Zhao Lei?" Yang Jian's heart shuddered, and cautiously quickly walked through the crowd, approaching him.

During the period, everything around was normal, without any movement.

It can be seen that the ghost has given up on Zhao Lei. If he still appears here as Zhao Lei, it is absolutely impossible to be so quiet. The thing knows that it cannot be close to itself. Once it is approached by itself, the ghost must be restricted if it invades the body. Yes, so he became more sure that Zhao Lei was no longer a ghost.

After approaching, Yang Jian put his hand on the man's shoulder.

The touch made him feel a little surprised, because Zhao Lei's shoulder had a slightly hot body temperature.

Yes, that's right, Yang Jian actually felt his body temperature.

"Is Zhao Lei still dead?"

Such an idea suddenly vacated in his heart, and he was inexplicably joyful.

If Zhao Lei is not dead, it means there is still a chance to be rescued.

However, when Yang Jian immediately turned his body around, his face immediately sank.

Although Zhao Lei’s body is not wrong, his face is a strange face. This face does not fit well when placed on his body, it is crooked, and many places on his face begin to rot. If so If he continues, his body will soon rot.

Yang Jian's face turned black and immediately tore off the damaged face.

He used the power of ghosts, so after tearing off this face, Zhang Lei turned into a faceless person again.

"Could it be that it took everyone's faces away when it left here?" Yang Jian turned around again, but finally didn't find Zhao Lei's face in this room, and couldn't help but get a little annoyed.

What the **** is that? So many faces are needed.

Or does it mean that this thing has a collection addiction, it likes to collect people's faces, and will never stop until you find a grimace?

But that ghost should have got Tong Qian's smiling face, other faces are not needed.

So where will it put its face?

Room 31?

Suddenly.

Yang Jian didn't know why this room number suddenly popped up in his mind.

That was a very important clue left by Zhao Lei when he was attacked by a ghost. He said that the ghost was in Room 31 of the Caesars Hotel.

The clue given by the ghost cupboard is room 13.

But the question Yang Jian asked was where is Zhao Lei?

Zhao Lei was indeed right in room 13 because his body was here.

But what if the ghost has been to room 31?

Maybe the face is there.

"Could it be possible to continue to venture deeper into this hotel?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, hesitating as he watched Zhao Lei's body.

Although there is no problem going deep into the hotel, there is another ghost wandering in the hallway outside. With so many people, it is inevitable that there will be a certain degree of casualties.

But he was not reconciled if he didn't go to Room 31.

The ghost abandoned Zhao Lei, chose to hibernate in another way, and its source is likely to be in that room.

I have come this far, and it would be a shame to shrink now.

But time is running out.

More than three minutes had passed, and he could feel that Lin Luomei outside the bedroom had lit a ghost candle to protect Xiong Wenwen inside.

But this is not necessarily useful. As soon as five minutes arrive, Xiong Wenwen will still be attacked by ghosts as predicted, and may not die, but from then on, Russell and Lin Luomei will be killed one after another.

The ghost candle was able to protect it for a while, but it couldn't protect it forever.

But when Yang Jian was acting and thinking, on the other side, Russell was trembling and frightened, but he still plucked up the courage to open the door and kept paying attention to the situation of the ghost outside.

In the dark aisle, only the flashlight in his hand lit up.

Barely dispelled the dark, illuminated aisle.

But the distance still looked dim.

Under the shining of this dim light, there was no one at the intersection just now.

The ghost that appeared strangely just now, wandering at the intersection was gone.

"Then, where did that thing go?" Russell panicked inexplicably, and he looked around for the thing with a flashlight.

If you leave, you must at least know a general location, so that when you leave, you are somewhat prepared. If you don’t leave, you have to observe the movement~www.readwn.com~ You know, there are still a few minutes before Xiong Wenwen. He was going to die, and when he died, he was going to die in five minutes.

Russell didn't dare to go out, he only dared to poke his head out to search.

However, the places that can be found are very limited.

If it just made him feel surprised, he really found the location of the ghost outside.

From the direction he just came in, a tall back figure, with heavy steps and stiff movements, walked out without slowing down.

"I found it. Is it going to leave here and return to the hotel?" When Russell saw that thing was leaving, his tight heart felt a little relieved.

As long as the ghost leaves here and walks far enough, then it can show that he is still safe.

and many more.

its not right.

Soon, Russell was suddenly surprised and realized a very bad situation.

The ghost left with his back to him, so why did Xiong Wenwen die? Will he die next?

Just when he realized this, the tall back figure who was about to walk out of this aisle in the distance stopped, and began to slowly turn around, facing this side again...

An inexplicable danger and fear instantly enveloped his body.

Sure enough, people like myself have been targeted by this ghost.

Although Russell is afraid of death, it does not mean that he is brainless. At this moment, he went into the room with a bit of horror and said: "I saw that ghost. It was just about to leave the aisle and return to the hotel, but it is here. At that time it stopped when it was about to go out, turned and walked towards us."

"I guess, Xiong Wenwen's death will have something to do with this ghost. You'd better get an idea. If it doesn't work, just leave now. It won't be too late."