Chapter 376 - Chapter 376: Chapter 375 The Man with Three Faces
Chapter 376: Chapter 375 The Man with Three Faces
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A man’s body, a woman’s face.
Yang Jian felt that if he really did that, once Tong Qian came back to life, she might furiously chase him down the entire street,
but he did not want to risk another venture into the hotel to find a still-living female corpse for Tong Qian, let alone commit murder of another innocent woman for her resurrection.
Similarly, he could not allow Zhao Lei to be resurrected as a stranger.
“The only usable body is Zhao Lei’s, now that we can’t find Zhao Lei’s face, he cannot be brought back to life. Tong Qian’s face is in my hands, but her body can no longer be used, her body has been taken by a ghost, and I cannot possibly entertain the notion of battling that ghost… This is the only way now, if we delay any longer, the face will decay, the body will die, and then nothing can be salvaged.”
Yang Jian, though reluctant to do so, had no choice.
The circumstances did not permit perfection.
Moreover, puppeteers of ghosts themselves are an existence neither human nor ghost, like Feng Quan, Luo Su Yi’s body, which in fact was already dead, merely sustained by a ghost maintaining an unimaginable semblance of life.
If even becoming a walking corpse is acceptable, then a minor sex change surgery seems not so incomprehensible.
“Compared to being alive, this is nothing, don’t you think? Tong Qian.”
Yang Jian looked at Tong Qian’s face, muttered to himself, then slowly stood up.
After finishing the grilled meat in his hand, he decided to immediately commence this forbidden resurrection surgery, personally performing the entire procedure.
Because what Yang Jian had to do was not just to bring Tong Qian back to life, but to have her perfectly control two Ghost Faces and become a new puppeteer of ghosts.
This method was derived from the Human Skin Scroll.
He believed this method should be without fault, though there was still the possibility of failure, since no one can guarantee control over such paranormal entities.
He pondered seriously.
Recalling the contents previously written on the Human Skin Scroll, Yang Jian needed to mentally run through the procedure several times to ensure there were no oversights.
However, the method itself is quite simple, the key is to have someone point it out.
If not, an ordinary person could wonder for a lifetime and still never figure it out. Of course, there’s another critical point – one must have the corresponding ghost at hand.
This was the most difficult part.
Just as when Yang Jian had resurrected from within the Ghost Mirror, every condition was vital. Only when all prerequisites were met did he become what he is now, an anomaly perfectly controlling a ghost.
The same went for Tong Qian.
However, collecting the ghosts had been done by Yang Jian for her; all she needed to do now was to wait in slumber.
Either to be resurrected,
or to remain dead forever.
“Let’s begin. We’re far from Z-city here, with no one nearby. Even if it fails, it won’t result in innocent casualties,” Yang Jian interrupted his train of thought, decided to follow the instructions on the Human Skin Scroll, to bring Tong Qian back to life, and let her control two Ghost Faces.
Of course, before that, there was one preparation he had to make.
To alter a part of Tong Qian’s memory.
To ensure that when she woke up, she would not undergo a drastic personality change and become his enemy.
Although he was fairly confident in Tong Qian’s personality, extra precaution was better.
He took out the blood-stained old newspaper and placed Tong Qian’s human face on it.
Immediately, the blood-stained old newspaper adhered to the human face as if it had just been torn off, impossible to remove easily.
But the moment the human face stuck to the paper, a line of crooked writing emerged next to it on the blood-stained newspaper.
Kill Yang Jian~!
The handwriting was sloppy and clear, crooked, yet it exuded a chilling coldness.
“That ghost took a double precaution; it not only turned itself into Tong Qian but also altered Tong Qian’s original memory,” Yang Jian observed the line of text, his eyes narrowing slightly.
If he did nothing and just helped Tong Qian regain her body, he would likely end up dead by Tong Qian’s hands in the future.
If he hadn’t discovered Tong Qian’s true identity, he’d be in danger as well.
This was entirely a huge conspiracy and trap aimed at him.
One wrong step, and he’d lose everything.
“Fortunately, this newspaper ended up in my hands, that ghost could never have imagined that, while it controlled Zhao Lei, Zhao Lei had tricked it back, leaving behind a crucial piece of information. Otherwise, I would never be able to find Room 31 in that hotel.”
Dealing with ghosts is no longer just about finding a pattern to survive; it calls for constant vigilance and extreme caution.
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Although Yang Jian had already imprisoned the ghost, he still felt some lingering fear.
Looking at the handwriting on the old newspaper.
Yang Jian first smeared away the handwriting left by the ghost, and then wrote down the content he wanted to use to alter memories.
He didn’t have the wicked interest in turning someone into his slave— not even altering Feng Quan’s memories beyond making him trust him, forgetting any grudges between them, the idea “you are a good person” and similar thoughts.
As for Tong Qian, the alterations were even simpler.
Only one thing: Trust Yang Jian.
He also made some preventative alterations, such as forgetting the memories implanted by the ferocious ghost, “you are a cautious and kind person.”
After doing all this, Yang Jian finally put his mind at ease.
The first step was complete.
Then the second step.
Yang Jian prepared for a while, taking out a piece of white cloth with the pattern of a crying face on it.
This was the Crying Tomb Ghost’s face-covering cloth, marked with the contours of a human face, showing a crying expression.
Next to it was another human face, unisex, with a smiling expression and squinting eyes, as if it was about to come to life at any moment, giving off a chilling feeling.
The face on the face-covering cloth was crying, so the human skin paper stated.
Next to it was the smiling face, belonging to the Ghost Face behind Tong Qian’s head.
In the middle was Tong Qian’s own face.
At the top lay a body without any facial features, which was Zhao Lei’s body; it still showed signs of life and could not yet be considered a corpse.
Three faces and a body.
This was all the preparatory work completed by Yang Jian.
What followed was the assembly.
The task at hand was something any person could do.
“The smiling face and the crying face need to be placed on the body at the same time, ensuring a balance occurs,” Yang Jian stood by the side of the bed and silently observed Zhao Lei’s body.
Then, beside him, the Headless Ghost Shadow slowly stood up.
It was as if a person appeared next to him.
The Headless Ghost Shadow then stretched out its hand, grabbing the face-covering cloth in one hand and the smiling face in the other, and then slowly approached Zhao Lei.
The Human Skin Mask-like smiling face was laid over Zhao Lei’s right cheek
It was only for a moment upon contact that the face seemed to come to life, sticking directly onto it and the mouth slightly opening, as if it wanted to let out that terrifying, strange laugh.
But at the same time, the face-covering cloth bearing the crying face also covered Zhao Lei’s left cheek.
The face-covering cloth also weirdly stuck onto it.
The outline of a crying face was clearly visible, and it too began to open its mouth, letting out cries one after another.
Yang Jian took a sharp breath, feeling somewhat horrified, with no way back after this step; he hurriedly covered the middle with Tong Qian’s face.
The blood-stained old newspaper now also weirdly stuck to it, as if a layer of flesh rapidly healed together, inseparable ever after.
The smiling face to the right, the crying face to the left, Tong Qian’s face in the middle.
At that moment, Zhao Lei’s body now had three faces.
But the terrifying scene had just begun.
As the two Ghost Faces merged, a laugh and a cry began to echo in the room.
The smiling face and the crying face were resurrected at the same time.
“I’m out of here.”
Yang Jian’s heart raced, and he immediately used the power of the Ghost Domain to slip away.
He couldn’t get involved in such a situation, otherwise, he would be caught in the voices of the two Ghost Faces and then be killed.
All he had to do was wait for things to end and then come back to see the results.