Chapter 357 - Chapter 357: Chapter 356 Death Time
Chapter 357: Chapter 356 Death Time
Xiong Wenwen had a premonition of her own death.
It would happen right in this room, with the body lying in that bedroom inside, her head severed on the ground, blood splattered everywhere.
But such an outcome was supposed to be impossible for Yang Jian.
It was quite normal for the people inside to be faceless.
Perhaps one of the faceless persons was the ghost, but the ghost that could only tamper with memories wasn’t supposed to have such a murderous method. The ghost attacked by covering people’s faces with bloodied newspapers, then stealing their faces and altering their memories, turning others into Ghost Slaves under its control.
Its method of murder was too gentle to be this violent.
Could it be that she was mistaken and there was another ghost in this room?
Yang Jian’s expression fluctuated as he tried to analyze something from these scant clues.
The information was simply too sparse. After all, Xiong Wenwen was just a child. Her process of foretelling the future surely wasn’t comprehensive enough, resulting in limited outcomes; otherwise, she could boldly clarify the entire event.
“Let’s go, let’s leave this place. You still have the Ghost Candle; we can definitely leave safely. I don’t want to die here; I feel that as long as we remain in this room, we will all die here,” Xiong Wenwen pleaded fearfully with a cry in her voice, pulling Yang Jian’s hand.
“Don’t worry, with me here, you won’t die. Now you need to tell me, roughly when did you die, what time was it, and tell me if there’s anything else in the room? Have another premonition about what’s outside the room, try from a different angle and see if the result is the same,” Yang Jian said.
If she tried more times, the outcome might change.
Anyway, since Xiong Wenwen was already in a state of premonition and her ability had been activated, if she only saw one result, that would be too much of a loss.
“Shall I try again?” Xiong Wenwen still seemed a bit scared.
“If the situation still can’t be changed, I can take you away from here first, ensuring that you won’t die here,” Yang Jian made a promise as well.
Xiong Wenwen nodded her head and continued to keep her eyes shut, foretelling the future.
This time, her mind once again revealed the events that were about to unfold.
Her future self was still dead, with her head severed and lying on the ground, her body collapsed beside it.
But this did not prevent her from continuing to use her Premonition Ability; although she was dead in the future, the current Xiong Wenwen was still alive. As long as she was alive, she could continue to know what would happen next.
At this moment, Xiong Wenwen was like a ghost, her head resting on the ground as she watched the surroundings with open eyes.
Then, she saw the future Yang Jian picking up her head and reattaching it to her neck.
However, it was to no avail.
Even though she saw her own head successfully placed back on her neck, she did not come back to life; the situation was obviously not improving.
Nevertheless, at that moment, Xiong Wenwen saw the time on the watch worn by her corpse: ten minutes past two.
That meant her time of death was in ten minutes.
“I died at two-ten,” Xiong Wenwen said nervously, revealing a critical piece of information.
“Continue, what else did you foresee?” Yang Jian immediately noted the event, preparing to take precautionary measures when the time came to prevent Xiong Wenwen from being killed.
“I saw that Luo Su Yi was dead too, his body severed in half,” Xiong Wenwen continued the precognition process and soon discovered Luo Su Yi suddenly collapsed to the ground without warning, his body cleaved in two at the waist.
Blood splattered as well, and he died on the spot.
“What? I died too?” Luo Su Yi turned pale with fear.
He thought the kid had only foreseen her own death, but she had also predicted his demise.
Yang Jian’s expression darkened: “What time was it?”
“Two-fifteen.”
Xiong Wenwen opened his mouth to speak, but before he could finish, his eyes still shut, he cried out in terror, “Lin Luomei is dead too. Her body split right down the middle… it’s so gruesome…”
Upon hearing this, Lin Luomei immediately widened her eyes.
How could this happen?
In ten minutes, they would start dying one after the other. What on earth had happened?
“What about the ghosts? Did you see any ghosts appear?” Yang Jian asked.
“No, no one. The faceless people in the room haven’t budged, I didn’t see any other ghosts enter the room, what do we do now? Wait, I saw you—you opened the door and ran out, you vanished, alive and out of here.”
Hearing this, Luo Su Yi suddenly gave him a strange look.
Unexpectedly, the three of them would die, but Yang Jian would survive.
But he said with a cold face, “That’s impossible. If it really comes to that, I will absolutely light the Ghost Candle to save my life first; I won’t let the situation deteriorate. Your premonition is off, stop it at once.”
Yang Jian felt that Xiong Wenwen’s Premonition Ability had been led astray by something, or perhaps the influence of the malevolent ghosts had deepened, leaving him no longer able to predict outcomes autonomously.
His accuracy was beginning to wane.
Either situation could spell bad news.
Xiong Wenwen was very obedient to Yang Jian’s commands and immediately stopped his premonition, retreating from the state of using his ability.
“Yang Jian, let’s just go. It’s just like when we first came into the hotel; if we stay here any longer, we’re bound to die. Only by leaving can we change the outcome, only then can we safely survive.” Xiong Wenwen tugged at him, still pleading for them to leave.
Indeed, based on the result of the premonition, abandoning this mission would be the wisest decision.
“Don’t rush, we don’t just retreat now, we still have five minutes, no, four minutes of action time.” Yang Jian spoke calmly, “You died after two-ten, so you definitely won’t die now. Since you won’t die, that means you’re very safe.”
“Luo Su Yi, you’re in charge of monitoring that ghost outside, to see what exactly it’s up to. If you spot it, report every move it makes to me. You two stay here; I’ll go check out that room. If there’s danger, light the Ghost Candle immediately.”
Yang Jian handed the Ghost Candle and the lighter to Lin Luomei, “Watch over Xiong Wenwen for me; he’s just a kid.”
Lin Luomei, though nervous and frightened, was relatively calm. She gripped the red candle tightly and nodded quickly.
“Remember, if there are no accidents, you should light the Ghost Candle in three minutes,” Yang Jian instructed her once more before immediately setting into action.
“Yang Jian, you’re asking too much of me. I’m only responsible for protecting Lin Luomei. You want me to monitor that ghost; why exactly?” Luo Su Yi spoke up.
“If you don’t want to die in a quarter of an hour, just do as I say. The danger doesn’t come from inside the room; it’s very likely from the ghost outside. The ghosts in here, I have dealt with before, they’re not high risk. Their danger lies in altering memories, not in killing. So, the aggressor must be another ghost. After my initial handling of the hotel, its danger level is at the lowest.”
“If there is real danger, it would only come from that thing outside.” Yang Jian stared at him, “Figure out its pattern, find a way to survive. There is no other choice.”
“Know this, you all have been marked.”
Having said that, he no longer concerned himself with whether Luo Su Yi was willing to undertake the dangerous task of monitoring a ghost’s movements. He now had to use this safe period to enter that room, locate the Source Ghost and contain it.
If he failed, they would have to use the Ghost Candle to escape.
With that, Yang Jian headed straight for the bedroom inside.
As death loomed, Luo Su Yi mustered enormous courage; he gritted his teeth, trembling as he opened the door to the room, and then stuck his head out to see what exactly the ghost outside was doing.
Whether the deaths of their group were connected to that entity.
The operation began.
Armed with Xiong Wenwen’s premonition, they were able to avoid many detours and accurately grasp the timing of each person’s death, thus making the necessary preparations.
Without this premonition, they might end up just as Xiong Wenwen predicted, dying one after another right here.