To be cautious, Yang Jian searched the entire room again.

There is no doubt that the result is the same. There are no ghosts in this room, and it is extremely likely that Tong Qian, who is lying in the hospital, is a ghost.

It is too simple to have an identity that no one doubts about, and the faces of the ghost can change others' memories and take away other people's faces. On the walls of this room, the faces with clear facial features are the best proof.

But this ghost selected Zhao Lei and Tong Qian from the many victims.

Zhao Lei was a helper he needed in the early stage, but after using it with a better identity, the ghost gave up without hesitation.

As a ghost controller, an interpol policeman, and a connection with the headquarters, Tong Qian, if the ghost has such an identity, the harm that may be caused in the future will be extremely huge.

"Take all the faces on these walls and we are ready to leave here." Yang Jian suddenly spoke.

"What? Take it off and take it away, Yang Jian, what do you want these things to do?" Russell said in surprise.

Yang Jian said: "Behind each face is a red newspaper. This is another kind of supernatural power. I can't find a ghost to take away the newspaper from its hand. It's just that there are so many newspapers on the wall, it's hard for me to tell from it that the newspaper is what really belongs to the ghost."

"So I'd just take them all away. It's not too late to find them slowly after I handle the matter outside late."

If Tong Qian is a ghost, then the blood-stained red newspaper when she took her away that day must have been left in this room.

That ghost is absolutely impossible to take it away because it can't hide it from its own eyes.

"When will it take to get so many faces?" Russell complained, but he still started to tear the faces on the wall.

"Lin Luomei, just don't help standing there with Xiong Wenwen." Yang Jian said again: "This thing is hard to guarantee that there will be no danger. After all, it was an item in the hands of that ghost before, and maybe it is a ghost itself."

"What? You didn't say it earlier if you are in danger?" Russell was so scared that he refused to throw the newspaper he had just torn off to the ground.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "There is no danger in dealing with supernatural events? I think you should be able to withstand even if there is danger. I have dealt with this newspaper and it is not difficult to deal with. The only thing I need to care about is that it can affect people's memory... I don't know the specific usage method, but I believe it is not difficult to find out."

"But that's all, it's just that. The danger is not great. Even if you are modified by your memory and want to attack me, I can limit you as soon as possible."

"Damn, so that's what you think. No wonder you don't do it yourself." Russell couldn't help but swear, thinking that this guy was too despicable.

Yang Jian said, "After I don't take this thing, the ghost may return to the hotel to take it away. Do you think it's better to fall into my hands or to the ghost's hands? You don't have to be angry. I saved your life just now, so you should pay a little reward. Could it be that you are unwilling to bear this small risk?"

"I can't beat you, and I can't argue with you. I can do this for you because of what happened just now." Russell gritted his teeth.

Although he was not convinced, Yang Jian was right.

He had just found the murder rules of that ghost, and had known his death time through Xiong Wenwen's method of predicting the future. He would definitely have fallen here.

Although Yang Jian’s attitude is a bit offensive, I have to say that this guy still has a bottom line.

He will not kill others casually, and is willing to save people when it is time to save people. It is much better than other ghost drivers.

"We will leave here after Russell is done. Now you can take a break and recover your physical strength during this period. Your physical strength cannot be sustained after a long period of mental tension." Yang Jian looked at Lin Luomei and Xiong Wenwen again.

They are not as good as themselves who control the headless ghost, and their physical strength is almost unlimited, provided that their bodies can hold on and will not collapse and die.

Lin Luomei nodded and looked at the faces on the surrounding walls with uneasiness, but she was really tired and found a safer place to sit down.

Xiong Wenwen's face was not very good, and she felt unusually pale, as if she had a serious illness.

Although Yang Jian didn't ask when he saw him like this, he knew it.

Xiong Wenwen's evil ghost is not far away.

If Wang Xiaoming cannot formulate a plan to extend the time for Xiong Wenwen to recover the evil ghost, then this time will be Xiong Wenwen's last task.

"Every ghost-controlling person will die at any time, even a ten-year-old child is no exception." Yang Jian sighed in his heart.

Identity and age are not the factors that determine whether you will die. From the day you become a ghost controller, everyone knows that they will be killed by a ghost one day sooner or later.

Even Yang Jian has only temporarily alleviated the crisis.

However, the critical crisis of the resurrection of the evil ghost was relieved, because the ghost was in another crisis, and he himself didn't know how long he could last in this situation.

Time passes little by little.

Russell kept tearing the bloody old newspapers on the wall, and took off the faces on the newspapers.

During this period, Yang Jian tried to contact the headquarters.

Satellite positioning mobile phones have no signal, and no information can be sent out.

"I'm afraid this place is no longer in the Caesar Hotel in Zhongshan City. This is a supernatural space and it is acceptable without a signal. However, this can prove that my previous refusal to ask for help is correct. Guo Fan's request for help is fake, and it is a bait to deceive me into coming here."

"God knows how much preparation the ghost has made to kill me in secret. Although ghosts may not have wisdom, once they control people, it will be different. After becoming a ghost slave, people are like helping ghosts. This will indirectly increase the level of terror of ghosts and become more difficult to deal with."

Yang Jian thought while looking at the faces hanging on the wall.

Among these faces, he still couldn't find Zhao Lei's face.

I wonder if Zhao Lei’s face was abandoned by the ghost, or if it was not here and placed on someone?

"If Zhao Lei's face cannot be found, there is no way to resurrect Zhao Lei. In this way, he will be really dead." Yang Jian looked at Zhao Lei's body.

The body also has life characteristics.

But if you don’t help your body recover your face as soon as possible, death will only happen in the past few days.

"Yang Jian, something is wrong in this newspaper." About twenty minutes later, Russell, who was working hard, suddenly spoke quickly.

"Huh?" Yang Jian immediately turned his ghostly eyes and looked over with a strange look.

In front of Russell Yi, there was a human face hanging on a blood-stained red newspaper, exactly the same as other newspapers, and there was no difference.

But the only difference is that this newspaper is full of dense words.

This handwriting is... Zhao Lei's.

Yang Jian and Zhao Lei are classmates. They used to copy homework together, so they would not admit their mistakes in their handwriting.

The handwriting and scribbled in the newspaper are written in a crooked manner, of varying sizes, as if they were written out casually.

"Finding Yang Jian...supervising him."

"You're a ghost."

"Forget your past, you are a ghost slave."

......

These themselves surround each other, which was a man's face. Yang Jian didn't know this person, and he seemed to be an innocent victim.

"Retreat." At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly saw that the red newspaper posted on the wall was bulging, as if it was blown up by something, and then he directly covered Russell's face.

"Damn." Russell was prepared early in the morning. Although he was not brave, it may be because of the reason he has lived to this day.

At least it reacts quickly enough.

Immediately, I went backwards wildly, and at the same time, tiny holes were cracked in the skin of my body, revealing scarlet flesh and blood, as if something was about to drill out of it.

He subconsciously wanted to use the ability of the evil ghost.

"Is this piece of paper the source?" Then Yang Jian arrived one step forward, and he grabbed the bloody newspaper that seemed to be life-like.

The blood-stained newspaper struggled for a while, and the faces on it also made strange screams, as if an evil ghost was roaring, making people feel creepy.

But it was just a struggle.

The next moment.

The red newspaper returned to peace.

A layer of black shadow like thick ink covered the red newspaper.

"A false alarm."

Russell breathed a sigh of relief, and the cracked holes on his body quickly closed. There seemed to be countless thin threads squirming under his flesh, strange and terrifying.

"This ghost newspaper seems to only attack the people closest to you. You should have entered its attack range just now. However, although this thing has a weird ability, it's a pity that the terror level is not high, so I can easily limit it." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Ghost shadows can suppress this ghost newspaper, which seems to be similar to ghost ropes.

The ghost rope that has not even recovered is terrible.

After the revival of the ghost rope, the straw rope hanging from the sky could cover at least several streets, but this...it seemed to only attack one person.

As soon as this was restricted, the faces on the wall immediately fell down one by one.

Other newspapers lost their weird abilities and began to return to normal.

"The others are derivatives of the power of evil spirits. The source is limited, so the others are no longer important." Yang Jian said in his heart.

"However, judging from the situation just now, this newspaper wanted to tamper with people's memories. It seemed that it was to take off someone's face first, then write down the content on it. Then glue the face back, and finally complete the process of tampering with memories... However, ordinary people are close to each other, even if they are not taken away, they seem to be affected to a certain extent."

Yang Jian recalled the first time he saw this newspaper.

I was affected to a certain extent at that time.

"Ghost newspaper, the crying face I got on the supernatural bus last time, and then retrieve the smiling face from the ghost. The perfect method of controlling the ghost's face mentioned on human velvet paper is all." Yang Jian silently rolled up the ghost newspaper and wrapped it in gold paper, and then put it in a gold container.

"But this man chose Tong Qian as a velvet. He knew that Tong Qian was a ghost and said this on purpose? He wanted me to send another face to the ghost."

"Once the ghost gets two faces of crying and smiling faces, then it may be possible to kill me instantly."

Thinking of this, his heart gradually sinks.

Although the information on the human velvet paper is not wrong, at least a word is said wrong, the choice of identity is a huge misleading.

This misleading is fatal.
Chapter completed!