Chapter 133 Newspaper is a mystery
The fourth floor of the hotel.
Cao Yang, who had just exited the dark passage, ran downstairs and reported the situation to Wang Xiaoming.
“You are saying that all the guest room doors in the supernatural passage on the fourth floor of the Caesar Hotel are open and the supernatural has spread?”
On the phone, Wang Xiaoming came out inquiry.
"Yes, Professor." Cao Yang responded quickly.
“And there are fierce ghosts with ghost realms inside. Zhongshan has already fallen into the trap. Before he could exit, he was directly enveloped by the ghost realm. Judging from the dangerous situation in the corridor, Zhongshan survived. The probability is not high.”
Cao Yang didn’t say a word.
He thought that Wang Xiaoming had made a mistake in his judgment. Considering the dangerous level of this hotel, Tong Qian, who only controlled one fierce ghost, could not be alive and should have been dead long ago.
"I understand. Come back first. I will hold another headquarters meeting regarding the incident at Caesars Hotel and arrange for someone to handle it."
Wang Xiaoming's voice came out, and Cao Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Wang Xiaoming's brain would get tangled again and make him complain about the supernatural events in the Caesar Hotel.
Yes, in Cao Yang's eyes, it was a trance for the other party to let them enter the Caesar Hotel at this time, otherwise such an order would have been issued.
And I and others also lost their minds and actually rushed into the hotel, like iron-headed boys.
"It shouldn't be. All the guest room doors are open. What went wrong? Is it because of the sudden appearance of the castle?"
Ghost Controller Headquarters Building, Wang Xiaoming I put down the satellite positioning phone in my hand and looked at the satellite pictures on the big screen, feeling a little confused.
In fact, he was not ignorant of the supernatural phenomena in the Caesar Hotel, but the headquarters had sealed all relevant files and only a few people could view them.
You know, the Ghost Controller headquarters has "Old Qin", a ghost controlman who survived from the late Republic of China.
Although Mr. Qin has been sitting at the headquarters in recent years, it does not mean that he does not know everything. Especially in the early years, he had many back-ups deployed outside.
In addition, the earliest batch of ghost masters at the headquarters also knew many secrets, and the supernatural beings in the Caesar Hotel were one of them.
Even the headquarters now has supernatural items from that place.
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In the corridor, the dark mist surged towards Zhong Shan's body and gradually invaded his body.
"Pa ta", "Pa ta", "Pa ta"...
At the same time, pairs of dark palms appeared out of thin air and covered Zhong Shan's body. There were many palms, densely packed, covering his whole body almost instantly.
It all happened very suddenly.
Zhong Shan was just about to resist, but he found that the evil ghost in his body was not under his control at all and could not be activated, as if it was dead!
"Ye Chen, what do you mean?" Zhong Shan was startled and asked loudly to Su Mubai not far away.
Even if he thought with his buttocks, Zhong Shan could figure out that all this was caused by the "Ye Chen" opposite him, but he just didn't know why the other party attacked him.
He could feel that as the mist invaded, his body began to lose control, and a coldness spread throughout his body.
Su Mubai did not respond to Zhong Shan's words, but chose to continue taking action.
on the ground.
A tall black shadow was reflected there at some point.
Under Su Mubai's control, the black shadow quickly spread towards Zhong Shan's location, covering Zhong Shan's body and slowly blending in.
The black shadow has the ability to suppress ghosts and control the body.
Supernatural power spreads.
The evil ghost in Zhong Shan's body was suppressed even more completely, and he also felt that his body began to become stiffer and stiffer, and he gradually lost control of his body.
“No, he’s not Ye Chen!”
Zhong Shan was suddenly startled. He looked at the figure in front of him who looked exactly like Ye Chen. He reacted and his heart rose. A hint of fear.
Zhong Shan was not familiar with Ye Chen, but he was definitely not unfamiliar.
Zhong Shan has more or less information about other ghost controllers in the headquarters, including Ye Chen, one of the people in charge of Dajing City.
According to the files, Ye Chen should be controlling a body-related ghost, which can be seen from the code name of his "ghost body".
Ye Chen obviously controlled the existence of two ghosts. In addition to the physical ghost, he also hid the ability of another ghost.
But now, "Ye Chen" in front of Zhong Shan has successively used the abilities of three ghosts, including the mist-shaped ghost realm, the dark ghost hand, and the tall ghost shadow, plus his own physical abilities. Fierce ghosts, those are the four ferocious ghosts.
Is Ye Chen the ghost master who controls four powerful ghosts?
Obviously not!
How could anyone rise from being a ghost controller who controlled two powerful ghosts to being able to control six in a short period of time? No novel would dare to write that.
And "Ye Chen" was dressed too weird at this time. He was holding a radio-like object in one hand and a rusty hatchet in the other hand, just like... The kind used for cutting firewood in the countryside.
Not only that, there is another long knife with a strange shape on his waist, which is somewhat similar to a samurai sword, but it is specious.
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Ye Chen? What good will killing me do to you?" Zhong Shan, who consciously saw through everything, asked repeatedly.
At this time, he thought that Ye Chen, who was deliberately pretending to be a ghost controller, did not think about the ghost. In his eyes, although Su Mubai did not speak, he was obviously wise.
Zhong Shan has never heard of ghosts possessing wisdom, so it can only be caused by ghost masters.
"When did it start? It seems that Ye Chen was fine before going to Dachang City. Did something happen during the support process? What about the real Ye Chen? Is he dead?"
At this moment, Zhong Shan had too many questions in his heart.
However, Su Mubai did not intend to respond to his question. He still stood at the first corner of the dark corridor, looking at him with cold eyes.
"You..."
Zhong Shan wanted to continue saying something, but he discovered something was wrong with him. He felt very sleepy, his eyelids were unusually heavy, and a strong sense of sleepiness hit his heart, making him want to take a deep nap.
"It's these fogs...there's something wrong with the black fog." Although the evil ghost in his body was suppressed, Zhong Shan's vision was still there and he knew what the problem was.
Su Mubai did not hide himself. The dark mist was billowing, but the environment in the ghost realm was clearly visible.
This scene is very strange. The ghost realm is obviously dark, but Zhong Shan can clearly see everything in the ghost realm. This can no longer be described visually, it is a manifestation of the supernatural.
The fog continued to pour in, and Zhong Shan's consciousness became increasingly blurred, but there was nothing he could do.
The evil ghost in his body was suppressed, and even his body was controlled by the black shadow. Apart from blinking, breathing, and speaking, Zhong Shan could not do anything else, not even move his fingers.
Even if he was able to speak, it was Su Mubai's intention. Otherwise, he would not be able to speak. After his body was controlled by the black shadow, even blinking would be a luxury.
The reason why Su Mubai didn't control Zhong Shan's mouth was also very simple. He wanted to see what the other party thought in this situation.
Now it seems that Zhong Shan regards him as a ghost controller.
After understanding this, Su Mubai's heart moved. The black shadow completely controlled Zhong Shan's body, and the black mist also accelerated inflow.
Soon, Zhong Shan's vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness. The black shadow controlled his body and walked behind Su Mubai, standing quietly.
Tap tap tap!
After Zhong Shan’s matter was resolved, Su Mubai took steps towards the exit of the corridor.
When Su Mubai came to the exit of the supernatural walkway, he saw the footprints left on the red carpet when Zhong Shan and Cao Yang walked in.
“Run? Can you run away?”
Su Mubai's eyes were cold, and he took a step forward, letting his feet overlap with the footprints left by Cao Yang.
The next moment, the medium of the hatchet exploded, and the scene in front of Su Mubai changed.
Cao Yang, who had disappeared, appeared again. At this time, Cao Yang in the media image had already run to the lobby on the first floor.
“The supernatural invasion from other floors has reached the lobby on the first floor, or even spread to the outside world?”
By triggering the image displayed by the hatchet medium, Su Mubai could clearly see the first floor The dense black palm prints in the hall.
In the picture, Cao Yang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the palm prints filling the hall, and then stared at the final extension direction of the palm prints with an ugly expression.
It is the door leading to the outside world from the lobby on the first floor.
Brush!
Without hesitation, Su Mubai swung the old hatchet in his hand one after another, preparing to dismember Cao Yang in the medium into several parts.
The angle at which Su Mubai struck the knife was very tricky.
With the first blow, Su Mubai split Cao Yang's head directly in half from the middle.
For the second time, Su Mubai slashed Cao Yang's neck, completely cutting off his head. His head fell to the floor of the hall.
For the third time, Su Mubai cut Cao Yang's body in half, completely dismembering his body.
"The head was cut in half, the head fell off, and the body was broken into two parts. There should be no possibility of survival, right?" Su Mubai thought in his heart.
Even Yang Jian in the original work would die if his head was cut in half before he replaced the ghost's consciousness and became a stranger, unless he had a supernatural item like a music box that could forcibly extend his life.
After three slashes, Su Mubai withdrew his foot. Cao Yang, who was not paying attention to the media, in his eyes, the opponent was no different from a dead person.
Soon, the backlash of the hatchet curse broke out.
Su Mubai had the same wounds on his head, neck, and body, but they were not completely dismembered like Cao Yang in the video.
The next moment, Su Mubai directly restarted himself. All the wounds on his body disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Tap tap tap!
At the same time, in the corridor on the fourth floor, a strange figure deeply attracted Su Mubai's eyes.
It was a man wearing leather shoes, a suit and leather shoes, but his appearance was unclear.
The reason why he couldn't see clearly was because the man held up a blood-stained newspaper in both hands, covering his face.
“Ghost newspaper!” Su Mubai narrowed his eyes.
This gesture made Su Mubai know that it was the second target he was looking for, the newspaper ghost who could modify his memory.
Su Mubai wanted to use the newspaper ghost to completely master the ability to modify other people's memories.
“I thought the newspaper ghost was in a room in the supernatural corridor, but I didn’t expect it to be on the fourth floor of the hotel. But when I searched before, I couldn’t find any trace of it. Why is that? ”
Su Mubai had doubts in his heart, but that was not the point. Now that the newspaper ghost had appeared, everything else would naturally not be a problem until he solved it.
Su Mubai took one step forward, walked out of the supernatural passage, and stood on the fourth floor of the Caesar Hotel in the real world.
The dark mist poured out toward the outside world with him, and the area covered by the ghost domain was also rapidly expanding, instantly covering the newspaper ghost in the corridor on the fourth floor.
At the same time, Su Mubai took a step forward and appeared directly beside the newspaper ghost. The old hatchet in his hand slashed directly at the newspaper ghost in front of him.
The hatchet has the ability to dismember the ghost. Even if the medium is not triggered, the body of the ghost can be dismembered by slashing at close range.
As if sensing Su Mubai's movements, the newspaper ghost slowly put down the newspaper, revealing a face that was somewhat familiar to Su Mubai.
“Yang Jian?”
Su Mubai was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.
The newspaper ghost slowly lowered his arm, and at this moment he showed the face of Yang Jian.
However, on the face of this "Yang Jian", the eyes are completely blank, just like a clear photo that has been cut out in several places.
The face is not perfect.
“In the original work, the ghost newspaper modified Yang Jian’s memory and successfully became Yang Jian’s father. When Yang Jian reacted, he attacked Yang Jian and got Yang Jian’s face, but he did not Incomplete.”
Su Mubai thought of the plot at the beginning of the original work.
While Su Mubai was stunned, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the corridor, and newspapers appeared out of thin air. They were blown by the wind and kept floating in the air. Even some of the fog was blown away.
Each fluttering newspaper was stained with blood and had the outline of a human face on it.
Su Mubai didn't pay too much attention to these. He knew that these blood-stained old newspapers were just supernatural products and not the real source.
There is only one source of newspapers from beginning to end, which is the one in the hand of the man in the suit.
The black mist in the corridor became thicker and thicker. At this moment, the intensity of Su Mubai's ghost realm skyrocketed, directly triggering the fifth-level ghost realm ability.
The next moment.
Black light flashed.
The blood-stained newspapers blown up by the wind in the corridor on the fourth floor all disappeared, and were forcibly sent away by Su Mubai using the fifth-floor ghost realm, and sent to the supernatural space that could only be reached by the sixth-floor ghost realm.
As soon as the newspapers that had spread the supernatural were sent away, the blood-stained red newspaper in the newspaper ghost's hand disappeared and began to fly in Sumubai's mist ghost realm.
This is the real source, different from the newspapers that were sent away before.
There was an outline of a human face on the newspaper, with a terrifying evil nature. As the thing fluttered, a cold wind seemed to blow in from the ghost world.
The blood-stained red newspaper carried a terrifying supernatural power, as if it wanted to tear a hole in Su Mubai's ghost realm.
"Do you think my fog is Yang Jian's ghost eyes? The newspaper covers your eyes, but you use the newspaper to cover the fog and show me." Su Mubai sneered in his heart.
As if feeling that the blood-stained newspaper could not tear apart Su Mubai's ghost realm, the newspaper ghost retreated violently, trying to avoid the knife swung by Su Mubai.
However, when he just made a move, dark palm prints directly covered the whole body of the newspaper ghost, and black liquid was surging in the palm of each dark palm.
Suppression is formed!
The newspaper ghost was obviously unable to withstand the supernatural suppression of Su Mubai's ghost hands and ghost bones, and his whole body stood motionless on the spot.
Not only the newspaper ghost, but the densely packed ghost hands on Zhong Shan’s body before were also products of the supernatural and were not the real source of the ghost.
But even so, the supernatural combination of ghost hands and ghost bones can successfully suppress the newspaper ghost and the powerful ghost in Zhong Shan's body.
After all, both of them are ghost puzzle pieces that have been nurtured by the ghost coffin and obtained part of the ghost origin.
"Poof!"
At the same time.
The sound of a sharp blade entering the body sounded.
The old hatchet struck directly on the neck of the newspaper ghost in front of me, cutting off its head and rolling it aside.
After the head was severed, the suppression still existed. Both the newspaper ghost's body and its head were covered with cold, stiff, dark hands.
Seeing that the newspaper ghost showed no sign of resistance, Su Mubai turned his attention to the old blood-stained red newspaper in the ghost realm.
After the newspaper ghost was successfully restrained by Su Mubai, the blood-stained newspaper fell to the ground as if it had lost its supernatural power.
"This newspaper is a supernatural item, similar to a hatchet or a saber." With just one glance, Su Mubai saw through the nature of this blood-stained newspaper.
Su Mubai put the old radio aside, reached out to pick up the blood-stained newspaper on the ground, and looked at it carefully.
This newspaper is very useful. It can change people's memory, and even change the memory and cognition of ghosts.
For example, if you want to change a person's memory, you can enter a memory that does not exist for that person.
Of course, this modification has certain flaws, and the implanted memory also requires a certain degree of rationality, and you need to grasp the points yourself.
However, compared with the ability to modify other people's memories, this slight flaw is completely acceptable. (End of this chapter)