The black origin is invading, and the ghost newspaper is gradually being infected.

In the end, the ghost newspaper was successfully controlled by Huang Quan, just like his ghost chain.

"The ghost newspaper has been obtained, then this ghost..."

Huang Quan folded the ghost newspaper and stuffed it into a golden box containing coffin nails. Then he looked at the newspaper ghost on the ground who was nailed by coffin nails and fell into deep thought.

This ghost has a self-awareness and shelter is definitely not allowed. For Huang Quan, as long as the ghost with a thought is born, he will not choose to shelter.

Because the result of containing only instinct ghosts and containing only instinct ghosts is completely different.

"Being conscious means that there is a possibility of losing control. No matter how great this possibility is, I should not take risks."

Huang Quan believes that there are many ghosts, and there is no need to take risks because of a ghost.

A ghost will not die. Even if Huang Quan suppresses the ghost's consciousness and forcibly contain it, the ghost's consciousness will still exist.

A conscious ghost means that it is possible to lose control.

Just like Zhao Kaiming's ghost, if Huang Quan was asked to shelter the other party, Huang Quan would definitely not do this.

"Although I am a ghost and will not die, my consciousness may be invaded. When it comes to another ghost's puzzle, it means that life is worse than death."

"Although this may be very small and basically won't happen, there is no absolute thing about evil spirits." Huang Quan thought.

He thought of the ghost messenger in the original work. According to the original work, the ghost messenger should be the most awesome, but what is the result?

The puzzles have been divided, and even the foolish man in Wei Jing can get buggy.

So nothing is absolutely true. The ghost man in the original work is still changed by Yang Jian using ghost newspapers.

"If I used a ghost newspaper to change the ghost's memory of this newspaper, would it be effective?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Huang Quan's mind. He thought of such a possibility, but then he reacted.

"The ghost newspaper itself is a newspaper ghost puzzle. It is impossible for it to be unaware of it using its own things to change its memory."

"And changing memory requires taking down the other party's face. The newspaper ghost has no face at all. Its current facial features are still obtained from Yang Jian."

"puff"

Huang Quan gave up some ideas and pulled the coffin nails off the newspaper ghost's forehead.

As soon as the coffin nail left the newspaper ghost Yang Jian's body, the newspaper ghost opened its blank eyes.

A black light flashed and threw the newspaper ghost who had just recovered but had not yet reacted out of the Caesar Hotel.

"ah!"

Just then, a scream of horror came from the third floor.

"Has anyone encountered a ghost?"

Huang Quan looked upwards and disappeared into the restaurant on the second floor and appeared directly on the third floor.

But what he didn't notice was that when he was just dealing with the newspaper ghost, he left a few footprints in the restaurant on the second floor.

The lights on the third floor are very dim. The ghost realm of Huangquan did not affect the lights on the third floor, but only chose to overlap with reality.

The walkway on the third floor was in a mess, and there was a lot of blackened liquid on the ground of the walkway, emitting an unpleasant smell.

Huang Quan knew that this was blood, the fresh blood was red, but as time went by, the red blood would gradually turn black.

"Ghost...Ghost...you...are you human or a ghost?"

At the entrance of the stairs on the third floor, a middle-aged woman collapsed on the ground, looking at Huangquan, which suddenly appeared on the third floor, and from time to time, she looked at the ground not far away, with a look of horror.

On the ground not far ahead of her, there was a headless body of a man in a suit.

The head of the corpse was gone, and bright red blood was trickling out from the neck.

Blood was sprayed on the walls of the aisle. Looking at the scene, the man had just died, and the woman who was accompanying him was shocked.

"It was the tenant who had booked a room in the first floor lobby before. This wound seemed to be cut off by some sharp weapon. Is it the hatchet?"

Huang Quan soon recognized the corpse underground and the identity of the woman, but he ignored the woman's intention.

"These two people should have come to the third floor and were frightened by the environment in this aisle. They wanted to run downstairs, but failed and the man was attacked by a ghost."

"It's just that there were so many tenants in the hall before, why are there only these two people? Where have the others gone?"

Huang Quan frowned. The bloodstains of the third floor aisle were all over the ground, so it was impossible for a normal person to walk over, so he would probably turn around and go downstairs. At least he had to ask the hotel's front desk what was going on.

But when you go downstairs, you will definitely pass the second floor. Huangquan has been on the second floor before. He is very sure that no one has walked out of his ghost realm.

There was no need to find a tenant who had previously booked a room in the first floor lobby in the restaurant on the second floor.

"Although the perception of the ghost realm is offset by unknown ghosts or supernatural objects, it is not something that ordinary people can go out."

"So, there have been other changes in Caesar Hotel, which have never been seen in the original work, or ghosts that have never appeared in the original work."

"Or the ghost from a room in the non-existent supernatural passage on the fourth floor of the hotel ran out?"

"This hotel is really weird. Both the walls and the doors can isolate the perception of the ghost domain. It seems that there are other supernatural beings that affect the normal use of the ghost domain. If the ghost domain is lower, it will be difficult to teleport from the second floor to the third floor."

Huang Quan soon found something wrong, so he walked towards the stairs, intending to see the situation.

"You, you, don't come over!"

The middle-aged woman looked at Huang Quan walking towards her and said in horror.

As he said that, he tightened his clothes and protected his chest with his hands, as if he was afraid that Huang Quan would do something to her.

Mainly, Huang Quan does not look like a normal person now, with pale skin without any blood, and he is wearing a black death jacket.

A black chain was wrapped around one arm, and a rusty coffin nail was held in the other.

Seeing this, Huang Quan frowned and appeared directly next to the middle-aged woman, knocking her out.

“What’s going on?”

Huang Quan stood in front of the stairs and looked down. A dark and deep staircase appeared in front of him, which extended to the depths of the darkness.

The stairs seemed to have no end, which was a location where light could not be transmitted, and even the Yellow Spring could not see the darkness clearly.

Standing on this staircase is like standing at the entrance of hell, an inexplicable coldness has unknowingly covered the whole body.

This did not surprise Huang Quan. What Huang Quan really cares about was that this staircase was normal in his ghost realm.

It simply links the stairs on the second and third floors, and there is no problem, but at present, it seems that this is not the case.

"This staircase seems to have no end, very strange, just like the supernatural passage on the fourth floor mentioned in the original work. It seems that I need to find something to test it."

Huang Quan looked at the middle-aged woman who had fainted at her feet.

Huang Quan stretched out his hand and lifted the middle-aged woman up, and threw her expression directly towards the dark stairs without any change.

According to Huang Quan's understanding, if the stairs are normal, at this distance, middle-aged women will be injured at most and will not die.

Because Huang Quan did not throw the middle-aged woman downstairs, but threw it towards the front of the stairs. If it was to fall, it would also fall at the corner of the stairs from the second to third floors.

If it is normal, ordinary people will only suffer some injuries at this level, and they will die of a few bones and will not die.

Of course, this is limited to normal stairs, but the stairs leading to the second floor of the Caesar Hotel are obviously abnormal.

"There is no sound of landing. Is it that darkness that isolates the transmission of the sound, or is it really no end?"

After waiting for a while, Huang Quan didn't hear any sound of his body falling to the ground.

The darkness seemed to be the entrance to the abyss, swallowing everything, and the middle-aged woman didn't even splash a ripple.

The middle-aged woman was thrown by Huangquan for a long time, and there was no movement at all.

"Is a supernatural space independent and beyond reality? If it overlaps with reality, can the five-layer ghost domain be unable to invade?" Huang Quan guessed.

"So, what about the sixth-level ghost realm?"

A light like ink lit up in Huangquan's body, which was the light of the sixth level of ghost domain. At this moment, Huangquan increased his own ghost domain strength to the sixth level of ghost domain.

Everything around was forbidden, the cold wind stagnated, and the blood of the headless male corpse, who was constantly flowing out of the ground, stopped bleeding.

"How is this possible?"

Huang Quan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. Under the cover of the sixth level of ghost domain, the darkness did not change at all, and he could not see clearly.

But in Huangquan's Ghost Domain perception, it was just an ordinary corridor, without any abnormality. Huangquan even felt that he could walk smoothly along this staircase to the second floor.

However, the middle-aged woman who had been thrown down by him was not found in the ghost realm of Huangquan. The man seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

"Do you want to go down and try it?"
Chapter completed!