Yang Jian, Xiong Wenwen, Luo Suyi, Huang Fei, and Lin Luomei did not move together with Guo Fan and Feng Quan.
After entering the Caesar Hotel just now, Guo Fan and Feng Quan had lost contact.
Yang Jian, however, did not care much about it.
After all, those two had refused to listen to his warning and insisted on barging into this supernatural place. If they died, they would have brought it on themselves.
Following the sound of the newspaper being flipped, he arrived on the fourth floor of the hotel, only to discover that there were two people standing here.
One was Lu Ming, dressed in white mourning clothes. The other was the terrifying malevolent ghost he had encountered on the ghost bus that day—the mummified bride.
Why is he here?
A trace of vigilance rose in Yang Jian’s heart.
Although his impression of Lu Ming was not bad, Lu Ming was, after all, a ghost wielder tainted by the supernatural. No one could say for certain what state Lu Ming was in right now.
Moreover, the newspaper ghost he had to deal with was inside this Caesar Hotel.
That ghost could use bloodstained old newspapers to alter people’s memories. Those whose memories had been altered by the newspaper might not even know, right up until the end, that their memories had already been changed.
In other words, no one could be absolutely trusted.
“Lu Ming?”
Yang Jian called out tentatively.
Holding the mummified bride’s hand, Lu Ming slowly turned around. The corners of his mouth split open as he replied, “Yang Jian, it’s only been a few days. You don’t recognize me anymore?”
Yang Jian did not continue exchanging pleasantries with Lu Ming. Instead, he got straight to the point and asked, “What are you doing in ZS City? There are countless extremely terrifying malevolent ghosts in this Caesar Hotel. You’d better not wander around here as you please…”
After saying this, Yang Jian suddenly came to his senses.
What normal person could walk around inside the Caesar Hotel and still make it alive to the fourth floor?
If an ordinary person accidentally wandered in, they would probably be killed by a malevolent ghost before taking more than a few steps.
Just that tall male corpse roaming the hotel’s second floor—if one had not seen through its killing pattern in advance, it would have been absolutely impossible to get past it unscathed.
They were able to stand here only by relying on the margin for error brought by the ghost candle, as well as Xiong Wenwen’s foresight, barely surviving long enough to see through that ghost’s killing pattern.
But Lu Ming… all alone, how exactly had he done it?
“This Lu Ming is far from ordinary. Even when he was still an ordinary person, the qualities he displayed in every aspect were beyond what normal people could compare to. Now that he has become a ghost wielder, that is even more the case.”
“Before we entered the hotel, he had already arrived. The Knocking Ghost was probably lured here by him, and his purpose was to clear out the malevolent ghosts inside the Caesar Hotel.”
Yang Jian quickly figured out the key points.
Beside him, Lin Luomei and the others looked at Lu Ming, not daring to make a sound. Xiong Wenwen even shrank behind Yang Jian, unable to resist the urge to use his supernatural foresight.
In their eyes, Lu Ming resembled a real ghost more than a ghost wielder.
Lu Ming still maintained his smile. In his view, this was a form of courtesy. He simply did not know that after being eroded by the supernatural, the smile he made would only make others feel a chill down their spines.
“Yang Jian, I won’t beat around the bush with you. I’ll be direct. You want to get rid of that ghost holding the newspaper, and I must obtain the newspaper in its hands… Our objectives are the same and do not conflict. Why not consider working together?”
Lu Ming had come to the Caesar Hotel for that bloodstained old newspaper.
This did not exceed Yang Jian’s expectations too much.
The only thing that surprised Yang Jian was that Lu Ming had become a ghost wielder such a short time ago and had not yet joined headquarters, yet the amount of information he knew was simply too great.
He was well aware of all sorts of movements in the supernatural circle, as well as the killing patterns of malevolent ghosts.
He knew that Yang Jian wanted to eliminate that newspaper ghost, and he also knew the function of the bloodstained old newspaper in the newspaper ghost’s hand.
Yang Jian even began to suspect that the other party, like him, also had a piece of human-skin paper capable of providing intelligence—and an enhanced version at that.
“With your ability, if you acted alone, you probably wouldn’t be no match for that ghost. Why choose to cooperate with me?”
Lu Ming did not answer. Instead, holding the mummified bride’s hand, he stepped aside by two paces.
What was revealed before Yang Jian and the others was a strange corridor.
Beside the doors on both sides of the corridor hung old number plates, exactly the same style as the ones the ghost cupboard had given Yang Jian.
Most bizarre of all was that at this moment, all of these doors were open, emanating a supernatural aura.
Countless malevolent ghosts were imprisoned inside. Lu Ming was unwilling to take the risk alone, so he had chosen Yang Jian as a helper.
Yang Jian understood what Lu Ming meant. After a brief moment of thought, he nodded and agreed.
“I can work with you, but I have to take Zhao Lei’s corpse back. That newspaper goes to you.”
To tell the truth, Yang Jian was not actually willing to give up that old newspaper.
But the danger he had encountered on the ghost bus some time ago had made Yang Jian guard against arrogance and impatience, becoming far more cautious.
The tall male corpse downstairs had already forced Xiong Wenwen to fight to the point where his ghost was almost about to revive.
With so many rooms before him, and a dangerous malevolent ghost hidden in every single one, he had no confidence that he could walk out alive.
Using a newspaper as the price in exchange for resolving the supernatural incident in ZS City, and eliminating the hidden danger that was the newspaper ghost—Yang Jian felt it was quite worth it.
After confirming his cooperation with Yang Jian, Lu Ming held the mummified bride’s hand and was the first to step into that passageway that did not exist in reality.
With these people as his safety net, Lu Ming could calmly deal with the dangers inside the rooms on both sides.
Drip!
The instant Lu Ming stepped into the passageway, a cold aura came over them. Thick, foul-smelling blood slowly flowed out from one of the empty rooms.
Inside that room, there was only an old wooden bed and a constantly flickering incandescent lamp.
The blood was flowing out from beneath the wooden bed.
Lu Ming glanced in that direction and suspected that the ghost was under the bed. By stepping into the passageway, Lu Ming had triggered the ghost’s killing pattern.
It was not just this one room. From every other open doorway, movement could be heard. To withstand so many supernatural attacks at the same time was something a ghost wielder simply could not possibly do.
Behind him, Luo Suyi’s face turned ashen as he said in shock, “Has he gone mad? He’s just walking straight in like that? Is he sure he won’t die?”
Although the others did not speak, deep down, they all had the same thought.
The ghost eye on Yang Jian’s forehead turned slightly. His unease had already reached its peak.
The mummified bride’s supernatural power was indeed terrifying.
But Lu Ming was not a ghost. He was only a ghost wielder.
If a ghost wielder used too much supernatural power, it would lead to the revival of the malevolent ghost inside them. This was also the greatest disadvantage of being a ghost wielder.
Just as everyone held different thoughts, Lu Ming held the mummified bride’s hand and slowly raised it into the air. Then, stiffly, he began waving it left and right.