Chapter 364 - Chapter 364: Chapter 363 Newspaper

Chapter 364: Chapter 363 Newspaper

To be cautious, Yang Jian searched the entire room again.

Without a doubt, the result was the same; there were no ghosts in the room, and the likelihood that Tong Qian lying in the hospital was a ghost was extremely high.

That ghost could change others’ memories, steal their faces, and it was too easy for it to obtain an identity that no one would suspect. The clear human faces on the walls of this room were the best proof.

It was just that this ghost had chosen Zhao Lei and Tong Qian out of many victims.

Zhao Lei was an assistant needed in the early stages, but once he had a better identity, the ghost did not hesitate to abandon him.

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As an exorcist with an international reputation and connections to headquarters, if the ghost fully possessed an identity like Tong Qian’s, the future harm it could cause would be unimaginably great.

“Take down all the faces on these walls; we’re preparing to leave here,” Yang Jian suddenly said.

“What? Take them down and bring them with us? Yang Jian, what do you want these for?” Luo Su Yi asked, shocked and puzzled.

Yang Jian said, “Behind each face is a red newspaper. This is another type of supernatural phenomena. I can’t find the ghost to take the newspaper from its hands, so getting these papers is a good haul. But there are so many on the wall, it’s hard to discern which one truly belongs to that ghost.”

“So we might as well take them all. It’s not too late to look for it slowly after I deal with things outside.”

If Tong Qian was a ghost, then the blood-stained red newspaper must have been left in this room when I took her away that day.

The ghost surely couldn’t take it, because it wouldn’t be able to deceive my eyes.

“There are so many faces; how long is it going to take?” Luo Su Yi complained but still began to tear off the faces from the wall.

“Lin Luomei, don’t help, just stand there with Xiong Wenwen, and that will be enough,” Yang Jian spoke again. “These things might be dangerous; after all, they belonged to that ghost at some point and could possibly be a ghost themselves.”

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“What? There’s danger and you didn’t say it earlier?” Luo Su Yi was so scared that he immediately threw the newspaper he had just torn off onto the ground.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, “When dealing with supernatural events, when is there no danger? I think even if it is dangerous, you should be able to handle it. I have dealt with this newspaper before; it’s not hard to handle. The only thing to be aware of is that it can affect people’s memories… I don’t know the exact method it uses, but I believe it shouldn’t be hard to figure out.”

“However, that’s about it. It’s not very dangerous. Even if your memory is tampered with and you try to attack me, I can restrain you immediately.”

“Damn, so that was your plan all along. No wonder you didn’t do it yourself,” Luo Su Yi couldn’t help but curse, feeling that this guy was too despicable.

Yang Jian said, “If I don’t take this stuff, the ghost might return to the hotel to retrieve it. Do you think it’s better in my hands or in the ghost’s? You don’t need to be angry. I just saved your life, so you should give something back. Or are you telling me you’re unwilling to take on even this small risk?”

“I can’t beat you, nor can I outargue you. Considering what happened just now, I’ll do you this favor,” Luo Su Yi said through gritted teeth.

Although resentful, what Yang Jian said was also true.

If it weren’t for him discovering the ghost’s pattern of killing and using Xiong Wenwen’s method of foreseeing the future to learn about his own time of death, he would have definitely been doomed here.

Though Yang Jian’s attitude was somewhat off-putting, it had to be acknowledged that he did have some principles.

He wouldn’t casually endanger someone else, and he was willing to save someone in need, which was much better than other exorcists.

“As soon as Luo Su Yi is done, we’ll leave. For now, you two can rest for a bit to recover your strength. You won’t be able to hold up with your physical stamina under prolonged mental stress,” Yang Jian said, glancing at Lin Luomei and Xiong Wenwen.

They couldn’t compare to him, who had controlled the Headless Ghost Shadow, and had seemingly infinite stamina, provided his body could withstand it and not collapse.

Lin Luomei nodded, glanced at the faces on the walls still with unease, but indeed tired, and found a relatively safe place to sit down.

Xiong Wenwen’s complexion was not good. He looked exceptionally pale, as if he had a severe illness.

Yang Jian saw this and, although he did not inquire, he had an idea.

The time for Xiong Wenwen’s ghost resurrection was not far.

If Wang Xiaoming could not come up with a plan to extend the time for Xiong Wenwen’s ghost resurrection, then this would be his last mission.

“Every exorcist is always on the brink of death, even a ten-year-old child is no exception,” Yang Jian sighed inwardly.

Identity and age are not the factors that determine whether you’ll die. From the day one becomes an exorcist, everyone knows that one day they will inevitably be killed by a fierce ghost.

Even for Yang Jian, it was only a temporary reprieve from immediate danger.

Although the crisis of the ghost resurrection was temporarily averted, because of this ghost’s actions, he had fallen into another crisis, and he didn’t know how much longer he would be able to hold on under these circumstances.

Time passed bit by bit.

Luo Su Yi kept tearing off the blood-stained old newspapers from the wall, along with the faces on them.

During this time, Yang Jian tried to contact headquarters.

The satellite phone had no signal, and no messages could be sent out.

“It seems we’re no longer in the Caesar Hotel in Z city; this is a supernatural space. Having no signal is understandable, but this also proves that my earlier refusal to call for help was the right choice. Guo Fan’s call for help was fake; it was a bait to lure me here.”

“Who knows how much preparation that ghost has done in secret to kill me. Ghosts may not have intelligence, but once they control a person, it’s different. Once someone becomes a Ghost Slave, they’re essentially working for the ghost, indirectly increasing the ghost’s Terror Level, making it even harder to deal with.”

Yang Jian thought while looking at the faces hanging on the wall.

Among these faces, he still could not find Zhao Lei’s face.

It was unclear whether Zhao Lei’s face had been discarded by the ghost or if it was not here at all, perhaps worn by someone else?

“Without finding Zhao Lei’s face, there’s no way to resurrect him, and then he’s truly dead,” Yang Jian said as he looked at Zhao Lei’s body.

There were still signs of life in the body.

But if his face isn’t found soon, death will come within a few days at most.

“Yang Jian, there’s something off about this newspaper.” About twenty minutes later, Luo Su Yi, who was working hard, suddenly spoke out.

“Hmm?” Yang Jian immediately turned his ghostly gaze, which was somewhat eerie, to look over.

In front of Luo Su Yi laid a blood-stained red newspaper with a human face attached to it, no different from the other newspapers.

However, the only difference was that this paper was covered with dense text.

The handwriting was… Zhao Lei’s.

Yang Jian and Zhao Lei were classmates who often copied homework together; he could not mistake Zhao Lei’s handwriting.

The handwriting on the paper appeared hasty and scrawled, with letters of varying sizes, looking as though it was written quite casually.

“Find Yang Jian… watch him.”

“You are a ghost.”

“Forget your past, you are a Ghost Slave.”

…

These words surrounded another man’s face—a middle-aged man’s face—that Yang Jian did not recognize, seemingly an innocent victim.

“Step back.” Just at that moment, Yang Jian suddenly saw the red newspaper on the wall swell up as if something had puffed it up, then it tried to cover Luo Su Yi’s face.

“Damn.” Luo Su Yi was prepared; although not very brave, there was probably a reason he had survived until now.

At the very least, his reactions were quick.

He immediately backed away frantically, as tiny holes opened in his skin, revealing the crimson flesh underneath as if something was about to burrow out.

He subconsciously wanted to use the power of the fierce ghost.

“Is this paper the source?” Then Yang Jian stepped forward and grabbed the blood-stained newspaper, which seemed to have a life of its own.

The blood-stained newspaper struggled for a moment, and the face on it let out a strange cry, like a fierce ghost shrieking, chilling to the bone.

But that struggle was brief.

The next instant.

The red newspaper calmed down again.

A layer of black shadow, thick as ink, covered the red paper.

“False alarm.”

Luo Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief as the tiny holes in his body closed up quickly, with countless thin threads wriggling beneath his flesh, eerie and terrifying.

“It seems this Ghost Newspaper only attacks the person closest to it. You must have entered its attack range just now. Although its abilities are strange, fortunately its Terror Level is not high, and I can easily contain it,” Yang Jian’s eyes flickered.

The Ghost Shadow could suppress this Ghost Newspaper; it seemed similar to the Ghost Rope.

Even less formidable than the Ghost Rope after its Resurrection.

After the Ghost Rope awoke, those ropes dangling from the sky could cover at least several streets, but this… seemed only capable of attacking a single person.

Once it was contained, the faces on the wall immediately began to fall off, one by one.

The other newspapers lost their strange powers and began to return to normal.

“The rest are just derivatives of a fierce ghost’s power. With the source contained, the others are no longer important,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

“However, from what just happened, it seems that in order to alter someone’s memory, the newspaper first removes a person’s face, writes content on it, and then sticks the face back on, completing the process of memory alteration… But ordinary people who get too close, even if they’re not robbed of their faces, seem to be affected to some extent,”

Yang Jian recalled the first time he saw the newspaper.

He had indeed been affected.

“Ghost Newspaper, the weeping face from the supernatural bus, and if I retrieve the smiling face from that ghost, the method described on the human skin for perfectly controlling the Ghost Faces will be complete,” Yang Jian silently rolled up the Ghost Newspaper, wrapped it in gold paper, and placed it in the Gold container.

“But the human skin targeted Tong Qian. Did it know she’s a ghost and said that on purpose? Wanting to harm me by sending the other face to the ghost too?”

“Once that ghost gets both the weeping and smiling Ghost Faces, it could potentially turn around and kill me instantly,”

With that thought, his heart sank gradually.

Although the information on the human skin was not wrong, not a single word of it was, the choice of identity contained a huge misdirection.

This misdirection was fatal.

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