Mysterious Recovery

"This ghost-eyed detective Yang Jian is really courageous. He dared to rush into this complicated and supernatural event alone, and it was two times. In other words, I guess he would have died early. He could leave like this casually. A back and forth is really not what an ordinary ghost master can do."

Outside the area covered by ghost mist, near the second warning line, Russell crouched on the side of the road, eating the instant noodles he had just soaked, and said.

"Bear boy, do you know what Yang Jian plans to do when he broke in alone this time? It's definitely not to restrict ghosts, otherwise we won't leave us alone. He said that some preparations should be made. Is it possible that he wants to discuss with the things in there? Is it convenient to discuss it?"

"You are a bear child, and your whole family is a bear child." Xiong Wenwen opened his mouth when he heard Russell yelling this, and said, "Your mouth is so smelly. If you are in danger, you must die first."

Russell smiled: "I don’t know if I will die first, but I’m sure I can live longer than your little kid. You are really unlucky enough to become a ghost master at just a few years old. Youth is gone, and God knows that one day he will accidentally belch, Zhao Jianguo is really willing to let you come to Zhongshan City."

"You don't care about my business." Xiong Wenwen snorted.

But let's talk about it, Russell has been observing the ghost fog not far away. He hoped that Yang Jian could not get out of the ghost fog, and he also hoped that he would come out.

If Yang Jian ventured in and died in it alone this time, he and Lin Luomei would be able to stray openly without participating in this incident, but if Yang Jian came out safe and sound, even though he might go in by himself later. There will be danger, but there shouldn't be much problem under Yang Jian's lead.

Russell felt much relieved when he thought about it this way.

"Out."

Suddenly, the nearby guards could not help but shout when they saw Yang Jian's figure appearing outside the ghost fog.

Yang Jian walked out of the ghost fog again, and his face calmly walked towards this side.

"Walking inside so quickly?" Russell was a little surprised, who was eating instant noodles.

The thick fog in front of me was clearly caused by the problem. It may not be so easy to get out after entering, but after a long time, Yang Jian came back, and it felt like he was just strolling around inside.

"How about it, are you done?" Xiong Wenwen hurried over and asked.

"It's not that easy. It's just a little movement in it. The next step is to wait slowly. If everything goes well, there will be results before noon. You are ready to act, as long as I do the preparations. It worked, so act immediately."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he glanced at Russell and Lin Luomei next to him.

The two men did not faint and chose to escape.

"Let's find a high place to rest now, and it's convenient for observation by the way." Yang Jian checked the time, then scanned the surroundings, planning to go to the roof of a nearby building to observe the situation.

And just when he chose to wait.

Unexpected changes are already taking place in the hotel.

"Boom, boom~!"

With the playback of the already set audio file, the dull and weird knock on the door immediately spread throughout the hotel through the radio. If it were not blocked by the ghost fog, the sound might be directly transmitted to the outside.

Nothing unusual happened on the first floor of the hotel under the spread of this knock on the door.

But on the second floor of the hotel, in the restaurant where Yang Jian was attacked yesterday.

There are still a few stiff and dead people sitting on the tables here. They were not killed by ghosts, but starved to death because they lacked food and water, because their memories were tampered with by ghosts. It is impossible for anyone to stay active for a long time without eating, drinking, and sleeping as usual.

But even if there are no vital signs, these corpses still remain in a state of activity.

They all smiled, with dead gray eyes open, and sat motionless, seeming to be waiting for some life.

"Boom, boom~!"

The strange knock on the door suddenly echoed in this restaurant.

An unbelievable scene happened. The corpse that had been sitting on the dining chair before was stiff and still fell on the ground as if it had been attacked by some incomprehensible attack.

The corpse didn't look like it remained sitting anymore.

It seemed that he had returned to what he should have after death, and even the weird smile on his face gradually disappeared.

If the ghosts that tamper with memories and smiley ghosts are a curse, then the sound of knocking ghosts is a curse that is stronger than them.

At this moment, the curse of the knocker replaced the original curse on these corpses, so these corpses have returned to normal.

Although it was a bit late for the dead to regain their freedom, at least for Yang Jian, this invisibly solved a lot of potential troubles.

The sound continued to spread.

This is the kitchen on the second floor of the hotel.

The door to the kitchen was closed because of the closure, but as the announcement of knocking on the door sounded, the door here suddenly opened with a bang.

A person stood behind the kitchen door that suddenly opened. Because he was in the darkness, this person couldn't see it, only a tall outline...No, there was something looming in the darkness.

A kitchen knife.

A rusty kitchen knife that seems to be full of nicks.

The tall figure slowly walked out of the kitchen holding this strange kitchen knife.

One step, one step, the footsteps are particularly heavy, like a corpse walking, the echo is dull, and each step will leave a footprint on the ground.

The footprints are a bit sticky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ seems to be stained with blood, but it emits a rotten stench.

And on the fourth floor of the hotel.

The knock on the door curse entrained in the radio sound also spread here.

"Boom, boom boom~!"

The sound reverberated in the aisle, quickly spreading towards the depths of darkness, and it had spread to the entire floor in just a moment.

Nothing special happened to this layer at the beginning.

But when the knock on the door reached an incomprehensible place on the fourth floor, everything here was different again.

This is a non-existent aisle on the fourth floor of the Caesars Hotel. There are rooms on both sides of the aisle. These rooms are usually not occupied by anyone, but at the moment they are in a room.

It's dark inside.

On the TV cabinet in the living room, there was an old wooden tablet. There was nothing on the tablet, only a black and white photo. The person in the photo turned out to be the Interpol Guo Fan who entered the hotel before.

But the moment the knock on the door came in, the old tablet placed on the TV cabinet suddenly fell to the ground.

A man who had been kneeling facing the tablet for a long time suddenly raised his head, and he seemed shocked.

When the knock came to the 13th room, the door that had been closed suddenly opened at this moment. At the same time, the door of the 31st room in front opened along with it.

The light from inside spread outside, illuminating the dark aisle.

But this situation did not last long. Soon, the two doors closed quickly.

The curse is spreading continuously. For this hotel with countless dangers, I don't know if it is possible to use the knocker's killing method to reduce the danger here, as Yang Jian expected.