Mysterious Revival

The clothes of these people were different: some were males and females, some dressed in suits were middle-aged men, some in hoodies were young men, and there were youthful girls in dresses… But at this moment, regardless of the person, they all lacked facial features, standing or lying quietly with unknown statuses of life or death.

Yang Jian stared at their faceless heads.

Unlike before, their faces were not peeled away along with the facial features and flesh; instead, they simply had lost their features, leaving behind flat stretches of skin.

“Did that ghost take away their faces? Or is the true identity of that ghost a faceless one?”

His Ghost Vision restlessly moved about, glancing left and right at every featureless person, hoping to find something suspicious.

Perhaps the ghost was hiding among these faceless individuals.

But unfortunately,

although there were many faceless people in the room, in his view, none was the real ghost.

Because of one detail.

If these people had no faces, then how could the smiling face from Tong Qian’s body be fitted onto them?

From the current situation, the real ghost must be the one with that Ghost Face, and only the real ghost could control the Ghost Face from Tong Qian’s body—others couldn’t manage it.

In other words, the ghost was the one with a smiling face.

“So it seems I’m late. The ghost had been here before but is not in this room anymore… But if the ghost is gone, it means it has abandoned Zhao Lei. Hence, Zhao Lei should be here.”

Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened, and he immediately began to search.

Although these people had no faces, he could find Zhao Lei through his familiarity with his body size and attire.

No, maybe by the time he was found, he would already be a corpse.

But even so, he felt it was his duty to bring Zhao Lei’s body out, at the very least to return it to Dachang City and present it to his parents. One couldn’t simply let the body decay and disappear here.

The room wasn’t large, but the faceless people were numerous, with the air filled with the stench of decay.

It was evident that some of the bodies had already begun to rot and were completely dead here. However, he noticed that some bodies still maintained body temperature and heartbeat; medically speaking, they should still be considered alive and not dead. But to Yang Jian, they were no different from the dead.

Without faces, even if their bodies maintained signs of life, what use was it? They were only prolonging their suffering for a few more days.

After quickly scanning the room, Yang Jian lastly saw a person standing by the window, facing away.

The physique and characteristics of that person were exactly the same as Zhao Lei’s.

“Is it Zhao Lei?” Yang Jian’s heart chilled, and he cautiously and rapidly moved through the crowd toward him.

During this time, everything around him was normal, without any movement.

Clearly, the ghost had given up on Zhao Lei. If he was still in here under the guise of Zhao Lei, it definitely wouldn’t be this quiet. The thing knew it couldn’t approach him, as once Yang Jian got close, and the Ghost Shadow invaded the body, it would surely be restricted. So, he became even more certain that Zhao Lei was no longer the ghost.

As he approached, Yang Jian extended his hand onto that person’s shoulder.

Upon touching, he felt a sense of surprise, as warmth emanated from Zhao Lei’s shoulders.

Yes, that’s right; Yang Jian actually sensed body temperature.

“Is Zhao Lei not dead yet?”

A sudden thought sprang up in his mind, and oddly it was tinged with slight joy.

If Zhao Lei wasn’t dead, it meant there was still a chance to save him.

However, when Yang Jian swiftly turned the body around, his countenance immediately darkened.

Although Zhao Lei’s body was correct, the face was that of a stranger. This stranger’s face didn’t fit on his head, skewed and twisted, with several areas already rotting. If this continued, his body would soon rot away as well.

Yang Jian’s face darkened, and he immediately tore off the severely damaged face.

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He used the power of Ghost Shadow, so after tearing off the face, Zhang Lei became a faceless person again.

“Did that thing take away everyone’s faces when it left this place?” Yang Jian made another round and failed to find Zhao Lei’s face in this room, which made him somewhat annoyed.

What kind of ghost is it that needs so many faces?

Or does it have a collecting obsession, specifically enjoying the collection of human faces, and will not stop its actions until it finds the Ghost Face?

But the ghost should have already obtained Tong Qian’s smiling face; it should need no others.

So where would it keep those faces?

Room 31?

Suddenly.

The room number popped into Yang Jian’s mind for no apparent reason.

That was a very important clue left by Zhao Lei when he was attacked by the ghost; he said the ghost was in room 31 of the Caesar Hotel.

The clue given by Ghost Cabinet was room 13.

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

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

But what if the ghost also went to room 31?

Perhaps the faces were there.

“Could it be that I need to take the risk and venture deeper into this hotel?” Yang Jian’s gaze shifted as he looked at Zhao Lei’s body, undecided.

Although there is no problem going deeper into the hotel, there is another ghost roaming the corridors outside. With so many people involved, there might be casualties to some extent.

But he was not content to avoid room 31.

The ghost had abandoned Zhao Lei and chosen to hibernate in another way. Its source was very likely in that room.

Having come this far, it would be a pity to back down now.

However, time was running out.

Over three minutes had passed; he could feel that Lin Luomei outside the bedroom had already lit the Ghost Candle to protect Xiong Wenwen inside.

But this might not be effective. Once five minutes were up, Xiong Wenwen would still be attacked by the ghost as foretold; she might not die, but from then on, Luo Su Yi and Lin Luomei would be killed one after another.

The Ghost Candle could protect them for a moment, but not indefinitely.

However, while Yang Jian was acting and thinking, Luo Su Yi on the other side was trembling with fear, but still mustered the courage to open the door and kept observing the condition of the ghost outside.

In the pitch-dark corridor, only the light from his flashlight was on.

Barely dispersing the darkness, it lit up the corridor.

But the distance still seemed dim.

Under the dim light, the intersection they had just passed was now empty.

The ghost that had eerily appeared and was wandering around the intersection was gone.

“Where did that thing go?” Luo Su Yi panicked inexplicably, searching for the entity with his flashlight.

If it had left, at least he needed to know its approximate direction. That way, he could be somewhat prepared when it was time to leave. If it hadn’t moved, he had to observe its actions.

Knowing that Xiong Wenwen was about to die in a few minutes, and after her death, he would die in another five minutes.

Luo Su Yi did not dare to step out of his room; he just dared to stick out his head and search.

But in this way, the places he could search were very limited.

However, to his surprise, he actually found the location of the ghost outside.

From the direction he had just come, a tall figure with heavy footsteps and stiff movements was slowly walking away,

“I found it. Is it trying to leave this place and return to the hotel?” Seeing the ghost leaving, Luo Su Yi’s tense heart relaxed a little.

As long as the ghost left the area, moving far enough away, it meant he was relatively safe for the moment.

Wait a minute.

That’s not right.

Suddenly, Luo Su Yi was startled again, realizing a very bad situation.

If the ghost had turned its back to him and left, then why would Xiong Wenwen die? Why would he then die?

As he realized this, the tall figure in the distance that was about to leave the corridor stopped and slowly turned around, facing this way again…

An inexplicable sense of urgency and fear immediately enveloped his whole body.

Indeed, they had been targeted by the ghost.

Although Luo Su Yi was afraid of death, that didn’t mean he was stupid. With a hint of panic, he said to the room, “I saw the ghost. It was about to leave the corridor and return to the hotel, but just at that moment, as it was about to exit, it stopped and turned around, heading our way.”

“I guess that Xiong Wenwen’s death will definitely be related to this ghost. You’d better come up with an idea quickly. If all else fails, leave now. Any later will be too late.”

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