Mysterious resurgence

"To three."

"I can't afford it."

On the top floor of a residential building near the Caesar Hotel, Yang Jian, Russell Yi, and Xiong Wenwen were bored and started playing Landlords while waiting.

Xiong Wenwen looked at Russell with wide eyes: "You can't even afford three? What kind of bad hand do you have."

"You don't care what cards I play. If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. What can I do?" Russell said.

"What a waste, he has grown so big in vain." Xiong Wenwen said with disdain, and then played a pair of eight.

"Yes Jiu." Yang Jian said calmly.

"Pass."

Russell, who was squatting on the ground, waved his hand and said, "Is it really okay for us to be so leisurely? The fog over there seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and it's still spreading over here. If it continues, this second line of defense will We have to evacuate too.”

"The hotel is now a trap for us. Whoever enters will die. I am not that stupid to lead you newbies to break in. Feng Quan may have fallen into trouble, and Guo Fan has also lost contact. In this case The only way is to wait for the danger level in the hotel to reduce." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Keep looking. I believe there will be results soon."

"To K." Xiong Wenwen didn't listen to Yang Jian's words, but stared at the cards in his hand. It seemed that winning this deck of cards was more important to him than solving the supernatural incident in front of him.

"Explode." Yang Jian said.

"Damn, if you know how to play cards, you will be the best against me and King." Xiong Wenwen said.

Yang Jian said: "Shunzi, three with one, one with four, gone."

"Wait, wait, aren't you a scoundrel? How can you play cards like this?" Xiong Wenwen said angrily.

"Your cards are worth it. If you don't believe me, you have to judge them yourself." Yang Jian said.

Russell's face turned dark, and he threw away the cards: "Fortunately, this is not gambling, otherwise I would definitely lose and go bankrupt."

Xiong Wenwen checked his cards and almost jumped up in anger: "I can't afford a single card, so what's the use for you? It's really a trap."

"Look at the hotel, it's getting dark."

At this time, Lin Luomei next to her suddenly picked up the microphone and spoke to several people.

it's dark?

Russell looked up in the direction of the hotel in surprise.

I don’t know when the thick fog that shrouded the hotel gradually turned dark. No, it wasn’t that the thick fog turned dark, but that the environment over there turned dark. The surroundings of the hotel seemed to have suddenly entered night, and in front of my eyes. are quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

That dark night seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"Mom. It's really dark, what the hell is coming out? This hotel is too weird." Xiong Wenwen was startled.

As a ghost controller, he knew what this strange change meant, even if he was a ten-year-old child.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Are you here? The knocker."

After half an hour of repeated broadcasts, the knocking on the door was heard by everyone and ghosts in the entire hotel, and the curse spread. There was no reason why the knocking ghost should not come here.

What surprised him was how the knocker came to the Caesar Hotel in City Z.

Are you relying on ghost land to travel? Or simply chasing the curse that suddenly appeared.

"Get ready and follow me into the hotel immediately." Yang Jian stood up, moved his body, and said with a solemn expression.

"Well, isn't it more dangerous to go in at this time?" Russell said in shock.

"No, this is the safest time." Yang Jian stared at the disappearing place in the distance: "I invited a ghost, and that ghost will take most of the dangers there away into its ghost domain. Inside, even if it is the same place, it is actually in a different space, well, you can understand it this way for the time being."

"Don't waste time, this is the last action, be quick."

The ghost realm of Ghost Knocking is mobile, and the disappeared hotel will appear again soon.

And the hotel that has been cleaned by the ghost realm of the knocker will be extremely dangerous.

At least compared to before.

I didn't expect that the curse I left on my phone would play such a big role later.

Yang Jian quickly turned around and walked downstairs to prepare everything he needed to prepare.

Although Russell Yi didn't want to get involved, Lin Luomei was forcibly recruited, and now he has no choice but to bite the bullet.

Fifteen minutes later.

Yang Jian and several others stood near the first cordon again.

An incredible scene happened. The ghost mist in front of me mysteriously disappeared at this time.

Yes, the thick and disorienting fog disappeared.

The Caesar Hotel that I saw on the roof had disappeared, and it appeared in front of me again, but it didn't really disappear completely.

Yang Jian's inference was correct.

After the knocker came here, he moved again. This movement also moved the ghost domain, so the hotel that was previously covered in the ghost domain disappeared and reappeared.

The ghost mist did not disappear, it was just brought into its ghost realm by the knocking ghost.

"However, there is no guarantee that this hotel is not dangerous at all. After all, there are still beings that are not included in the ghost realm, and the terror level of such ghosts is generally quite high." Yang Jian did not take it lightly.

Perhaps the danger inside the hotel has been reduced, but the danger that remains is extraordinary.

"Just walking in like that?" Russell was stunned when he saw Yang Jian striding towards the hotel.

Yang Jian turned back with a cold face and said: "You talk a lot of nonsense. If you don't want to come, just stand outside and wait. To be honest, I'm not completely at ease with you, so if you have anything to do, do it now. When the time comes, you will be in the middle of a supernatural incident." If you interfere with me, I will be the first to deal with you."

Russell couldn't help but shrink his neck when he was frightened.

He can be arrogant and confident in front of others, but in front of this ghost-eyed Yang Jian, he is like a mouse meeting a cat, unable to be strong-willed.

This guy can really kill himself easily, he is definitely not kidding.

soon.

Yang Jian came to the lobby of Caesar Hotel for the third time.

It was still the same as the previous two times. It was still normal on the surface. There was nothing weird about it. It was just a hotel that was temporarily closed.

"Lin Luomei, call someone to help me find Zhao Lei," Yang Jian said.

He still didn't go looking for Rooms 13 and 31. It would be risky to choose that way. If he relied on Lin Luomei to find someone, he could get the precise location directly without making a dangerous choice.

Lin Luomei had no choice but to follow Yang Jian's instructions. Although she didn't speak on weekdays, she was not mute, she just couldn't speak. Her voice was like a ghost, and every word she spoke had an incomprehensible quality. Psychic power, if she opens her mouth and says that a person will die.

Then that person will really be killed by the mysterious power in her voice.

Therefore, Lin Luomei chose to pretend to be mute and rely on voice playback software to communicate on weekdays.

"Zhao Lei, where are you?" Lin Luomei opened her mouth and said this, her voice had an indescribable feeling.

It sounded like an evil ghost whispering, and it had a creepy and eerie tone. This tone was definitely not something that a normal person could utter.

The sound did not spread immediately, but spread forward in a fixed direction like ripples.

This way of diffusion is very special. Only people nearby can hear it. Once it exceeds this range, you will never be able to hear the sound.

"Zhao Lei, where are you?"

The voice was like a life-threatening ghost, wandering around on the first floor, a wanderer.

It passed through the lobby, through the walls, into the first-floor rooms, and everywhere else it could be reached, and if anyone overheard the sound, the consequences could be fatal.

In less than a minute, the invisible ghost transformed from this strange voice walked around the first floor.

"There is no Zhao Lei on the first floor." Lin Luomei's face was a little pale, she bit her lip and said through the player.

Yang Jian said: "Look up the second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, and the first floor. Since you have used your ability once, it should have the desired effect. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly after this incident. , Wang Xiaoming, I still have a quota to control the second ghost, which is useless. If you can help me solve this supernatural incident smoothly, I can consider giving that quota to you."

A quota to control the second ghost?

Hearing this, Lin Luomei looked at Yang Jian in surprise and joy, with joy shining in her eyes.

The limit she had reached by controlling one ghost was almost coming. If she wanted to survive, she had to be ruthless and control the second ghost to prolong the recovery time of the evil ghost.

Although this method is not a secret, the success rate varies from country to country. In China, the plan given by Wang Xiaoming has the highest survival rate, so his quota is very precious, and he is given priority on weekdays. Those who have made outstanding contributions are those who control ghosts. It is almost impossible for folk ghost controlmen like Lin Luomei to have a chance to obtain a quota.

Just like Yang Jian back then, he had to go through the ghost coffin incident in Huanggang Village before earning a spot, almost narrowly escaping death.

The strange sound continued to spread, and this time the sound came along the steps to the second floor.

There is a kitchen, a dining room, and private rooms on the second floor.

This voice came to the restaurant, but no one responded. Under the dining table lay corpses that were stiff and long dead. These corpses were no longer supernatural under the curse of the knocker, they were just ordinary corpses. ,

Then the voice came to the kitchen.

It was dark inside the kitchen with the door open. The sound entered here and wandered around for a while before retreating.

Still no response.

But in the darkness, a series of black footprints on the floor tiles had extended from somewhere in the kitchen and disappeared on the steps to the third floor.

"There is nothing on the second floor, neither Zhao Lei nor anything else was found." Lin Luomei tensed up and said through the loudspeaker.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

This result was a bit unexpected for him, because after the first investigation, he was basically sure that there was indeed a ghost on the second floor, and it was a ghost whose situation was unknown and highly dangerous.

"Nothing? This is impossible. Where did the ghost on the second floor go?"

Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide and said with a bit of horror, he was not Yang Jian, he was just a child who didn't have so many ideas, so he spoke out out of fear in his heart.

"Last time Yang Jian and I met Tong Qian's ghost face in the restaurant on the second floor, but there was another ghost attracted by the ghost candle. I couldn't predict the specific situation of that ghost, because no matter how I predicted it, Yang Jian and I The result was death, the body was cut into several pieces, and the head was placed on the dining table. Yang Jian and I couldn't die anymore."

Russell next to him couldn't help but tremble when he heard this: "Is this happening? Did you foresee the death of yourself and Yang Jian?"

He also knew from previous exchanges that Xiong Wenwen's ability is to predict the future. Within the next hour, he can predict everything about himself.

Xiong Wenwen nodded fearfully.

"Oh my God." Russell was heartbroken.

When even the thighs are capsized, the danger here has gone through the roof.

Yang Jian said calmly: "Children, don't talk nonsense. The foreseeable future is just the worst situation that we are about to encounter. Since we can predict it, we can avoid it. For example, if there is a pit ahead, I will be there if I take three steps forward." If I fell in and died, if I had predicted it in advance, would I still have fallen into that pit?"

"Your ability is a layer of insurance. Only with you here will the mortality rate be minimized, so don't worry about predicting your death."

"Well, that seems to be the case." After hearing this analysis, Xiong Wenwen felt that it really made sense.