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Chapter 363 Ghost Newspaper

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

There is no doubt that the result is the same. There is no ghost in this room. There is a high possibility that Tong Qian lying in the hospital is a ghost.

That ghost can change other people's memories and take away other people's faces. It is too easy to have an identity that no one can doubt. The faces with clear facial features on the walls of this room are the best proof.

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It's just that this ghost chose Zhao Lei and Tong Qian from among the many victims.

Zhao Lei was a helper who was needed in the early stage, but after he got a better identity, this ghost gave up without hesitation.

As a ghost controller, an Interpol police officer, and Tong Qian who is also in contact with the headquarters, if the ghost fully possesses such an identity, the harm it may cause in the future will be extremely huge.

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

"What? Take them away and take them away, Yang Jian, what do you want these things for?" Russell asked in surprise.

Yang Jian said: "Behind every face is a red newspaper. This is another kind of supernatural power. I can't find the ghost to snatch the newspaper from its hands. It's a gain. It's just that the newspaper on the wall is so

It's so hard for me to tell from inside that the newspaper really belongs to the ghost."

"So I might as well take them all away and wait until I take care of the things outside tonight and then look for them slowly."

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

It is absolutely impossible to take that ghost away because it cannot be hidden from your own eyes.

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

"Lin Luomei, just don't help and stand there with Xiong Wenwen." Yang Jian said again: "There is no guarantee that this thing will not be dangerous. After all, it was an item in the hands of that ghost before, and maybe it is also a ghost.

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"What? Didn't you tell me if there was danger?" Russell was frightened and refused to throw the newspaper he had just torn off on the ground.

Yang Jian looked at him and said: "What are you doing when dealing with supernatural events without danger? I think you should be able to bear it even if there is danger. I have dealt with this newspaper. It is not difficult to deal with. The only thing you need to worry about is that thing

It can affect people's memory...I don't know the specific method of use, but I believe it won't be difficult to figure it out."

"But that's just it. The danger is not great. Even if you have your memory altered and want to attack me, I can restrain 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 cursed, feeling that this guy was too despicable.

Yang Jian said: "If I don't take this thing away, the ghost may return to the hotel to take it away. Do you think it's better to fall into my hands or into the hands of that ghost? You don't need to be angry. I just saved your life."

If you want to save your life, then you should give some reward in return. Is it possible that you are not willing to take such a small risk?"

"I can't beat you, and I can't defeat you, so let me help you because of what happened just now." Russell gritted his teeth and said.

Although he was not convinced, Yang Jian was right.

If he hadn't just discovered the ghost's killing pattern and found out the time of his death through Xiong Wenwen's method of predicting the future, he would have ended up here.

Even though Yang Jian's attitude is a little off-putting, I have to say that this guy still has a bottom line.

He won't kill others casually, and he is willing to save people when it's time to save them. He is much better than other ghost masters.

"We will leave here after Russell has finished his work. During this period, you can take a break and recover your strength. Your physical strength cannot sustain the long-term mental stress." Yang Jian looked at Lin Luomei again.

and Xiong Wenwen.

They are not as good as themselves who control the headless ghost, and their physical strength is almost unlimited, provided that the body can hold on without collapse and necrosis.

Lin Luomei nodded and looked at the faces on the walls around her still showing uneasiness, but she was indeed tired and found a safer place to sit down.

Xiong Wenwen's face was not very good, and he looked unusually pale, as if he had been seriously ill.

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

The time for Xiong Wenwen and Li Gui to recover is not far away.

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

"Every ghost master will die at any time, even a ten-year-old child." Yang Jian sighed in his heart.

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

Even Yang Jian only temporarily alleviated the crisis.

However, the critical situation of Li Gui's recovery has eased, because the ghost's affairs have plunged into another crisis, and he himself does not know how long he can last in this situation.

Time passed little by little.

Russell kept tearing apart the old blood-stained newspapers on the wall, and at the same time took out the faces on the newspapers.

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

The satellite positioning mobile phone has no signal and no information can be sent.

"I'm afraid this is no longer the Caesar Hotel in Zhongshan City. This is a supernatural space. No signal is acceptable. However, this will prove that my previous refusal to ask for help was correct. Guo Fan's

The information asking for help is false and is a bait to trick me into coming here."

"God knows how many preparations that ghost made secretly to kill me. Although ghosts may not be intelligent, it is different once they control people. After becoming ghost slaves, people are doing things for ghosts. In this way, people are doing things for ghosts.

It is equivalent to indirectly increasing the terror level of ghosts and making them more difficult to deal with."

Yang Jian was thinking while looking at the faces hanging on the wall.

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

I don’t know if Zhao Lei’s face was abandoned by the ghost, or was it not here but placed on someone’s body?

"If we can't find Zhao Lei's face, there is no way to resurrect Zhao Lei. In this case, he is really dead." Yang Jian looked at Zhao Lei's body.

The body also has vital characteristics.

But if we don't help this body regain its dignity as soon as possible, death will only happen within a few days.

"Yang Jian, there's something wrong with this newspaper." About twenty minutes later, Russell, who was working hard, suddenly said hurriedly.

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

In front of Russell 1, there is a human face hanging on a blood-stained red newspaper. It is exactly the same as other newspapers, and there is no difference.

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

This handwriting belongs to...Zhao Lei.

Yang Jian and Zhao Lei were classmates and they used to copy homework together. His handwriting was unmistakable.

The handwriting and scrawling on the newspaper are crooked and of different sizes, as if they were written casually.

"Find Yang Jian...monitor him."

"You are a ghost."

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

...

These selves were surrounding a human face, that of a middle-aged man. This man was unknown to Yang Jian, and he seemed to be an innocent victim.

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

"Damn." Russell had been prepared early in the morning. Although he was not very courageous, there might be a reason why he was alive until now.

At least the response was quick enough.

He immediately fell back crazily, and at the same time, tiny holes were cracked in the skin of his body, revealing scarlet flesh and blood, as if something was about to come out of it.

He subconsciously wanted to use the ghost's ability.

"Is the source the paper?" Then Yang Jian arrived one step ahead and grabbed the blood-stained newspaper that seemed to be alive.

The blood-stained newspaper struggled for a moment, and the human face on it also let out a strange scream, as if a ghost was roaring, which made people feel creepy.

But it was just a struggle.

next moment.

The red newspaper restored calm.

A black shadow like thick ink covered the red newspaper.

"A false alarm."

As soon as Russell breathed a sigh of relief, the small holes in his body quickly closed again. There seemed to be countless thin threads squirming under the skin, which was strange and terrifying.

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

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The ghost shadow can suppress the ghost newspaper, which seems to be similar to the ghost rope.

It's not even as scary as the ghost rope after resuscitation.

After the Ghost Rope revives, the grass ropes hanging all over the sky can cover at least several streets, but this... seems to only be able to 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 powers and began to return to normal.

"The others are all derivatives of the ghost's power. Since the source is restricted, the others are not important." Yang Jian thought to himself.

"But judging from the situation just now, the newspaper seems to want to tamper with people's memories. It seems that it first took off other people's faces, and then wrote the content on them. Then it glued the people's faces back on, and finally completed a tampering

The process of memory...but ordinary people seem to be affected to a certain extent even if their faces are not taken away if they are close."

Yang Jian recalled the first time he saw this newspaper.

I was affected to a certain extent at that time.

"The ghost newspaper, the crying face I got on the supernatural bus last time, and then the smiling face on that ghost, the perfect way to control the ghost face described on the human skin paper is complete." Yang Jian silently rolled up the ghost newspaper.

Get it up, wrap it in gold paper, and put it into a gold container.

"But this human skin chose Tong Qian as its target. It knew that Tong Qian was a ghost, so it said this deliberately? It wanted to make me give my other face to the ghost."

"Once that ghost gets two faces, a crying face and a smiling face, it may kill me instantly."

Thinking of this, his heart gradually sank.

Although the information on the human skin paper is correct, at least not a word of it is wrong, the choice of identity is extremely misleading.

This misdirection is fatal.


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