Reduced Danger

"This Ghost Eye Yang Jian is really brave. He dared to venture into such a complicated supernatural event by himself, and twice at that. If it were me, I would probably be dead by now. The fact that he can walk back and forth so casually is something that ordinary Ghost Tamer cannot do."

Outside the area covered by the ghostly fog, near the second cordon, Luo Suyī squatted by the roadside, eating his freshly made instant noodles as he spoke.

"You little rascal, do you know what Yang Jian is planning to do by barging in alone this time? He's definitely not going to restrain the ghosts, otherwise he wouldn't have left us behind. He said he needs to make some preparations. Could it be that he wants to talk to what's inside and ask for a favor?"

"You're the brat, your whole family are brats!" Xiong Wenwen retorted immediately upon hearing Luo Suyī call her that. "With such a foul mouth, if we encounter any danger later, you'll be the first to die."

Luo Suyī chuckled. "I don't know if I'll die first, but I'll definitely outlive you, you little brat. You're really unlucky. You're only a few years old and you've already become Ghost Tamer. You'll have a lot of your youth wasted. Who knows when you might accidentally kick the bucket? Zhao Jianguo is really willing to let you come to Z City."

"It's none of your business," Xiong Wenwen snorted.

Despite his words, Luo Suyī continued to observe the situation of the ghostly mist not far away. He hoped that Yang Jian would not be able to get out of the ghostly mist, but at the same time, he also hoped that he would get out.

If Yang Jian risks going in alone and dies inside, then he and Lin Luomei can slip away openly without getting involved in this incident. But if Yang Jian comes out unharmed, although he might encounter danger when he goes in later, he shouldn't have too much of a problem with Yang Jian leading the way.

Thinking this way, Luo Suyī felt much more at ease.

"They're out."

Suddenly, the personnel on guard nearby couldn't help but shout when they saw Yang Jian's figure appear outside the ghostly mist.

Yang Jian emerged from the ghostly mist once more, walking calmly toward them.

"They've already walked around inside so quickly?" Luo Suyī little surprised and uncertain.

The thick fog in front of them was clearly problematic; once inside, it wasn't so easy to get out. Yet, in such a short time, Yang Jian returned, as if he had just casually strolled around inside.

"How's it going? Is it all done?" Xiong Wenwen rushed over and asked.

"It's not that easy. I only did a little tampering with things inside. Now we just have to wait. If everything goes smoothly, we'll have results before noon. Get ready to act. As long as my preparations have worked, we must act immediately."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he glanced at Luo Suyī and Lin Luomei beside him.

These two didn't lose their minds and choose to run away.

"Let's find a high place to rest now, which will also make it easier to observe." Yang Jian checked the time, then looked around and decided to go to the rooftop of a nearby building to observe the situation.

And just as he chose to wait...

Unexpected changes are already taking place inside the hotel.

"Thump, thump thump~!"

As the pre-programmed audio file played, the dull, eerie knocking sound immediately spread throughout the entire hotel via the loudspeaker. If it weren't for the ghostly fog blocking the sound, it might have even reached outside.

Nothing unusual happened on the first floor of the hotel despite the knocking.

But on the second floor of the hotel, in the restaurant where Yang Jian was attacked yesterday.

Several stiff, long-dead people still sit at the tables here. They weren't killed by ghosts, but starved to death due to lack of food and water. Their memories had been altered by ghosts, making it impossible for them to eat, drink, sleep, or maintain an active state for an extended period. No one could endure that.

Even though they had lost all signs of life, these corpses still remained in a state of activity.

They sat there motionless, each with a smile on their face and lifeless eyes, seemingly waiting for their fate.

"Thump, thump thump~!"

A strange knocking sound suddenly echoed through the restaurant.

An unbelievable scene unfolded: the corpses, who had been sitting stiffly in the dining chairs, suddenly collapsed to the ground as if attacked by some incomprehensible force.

The corpse was no longer in a sitting position.

It seemed to have returned to its post-mortem appearance, and even the eerie smile on its face gradually disappeared.

If the ghost that alters memories and the smiling ghost are a kind of curse, then the Door-Knocking Ghost's voice is a curse even more powerful than them.

At this moment, the curse of the Door-Knocking Ghost replaced the original curse on these corpses, so the corpses have returned to normal.

Although the time for these dead to regain their freedom came somewhat late, it at least resolved many potential problems for Yang Jian.

The sound continued to travel.

This is the kitchen on the second floor of the hotel.

The kitchen door was closed because the business was shut down, but as the announcement for a knock came on, the door suddenly slammed open.

A person stood behind the suddenly opened kitchen door. Because it was dark, the person's appearance could not be seen, only a tall silhouette. No, something else was faintly visible in the darkness.

A kitchen knife.

A kitchen knife that appears to be full of chips and rust.

The tall figure, holding the strange kitchen knife, slowly walked out of the kitchen.

Step by step, his footsteps were particularly heavy, like a corpse walking, the echoes were dull, and each step left a footprint on the ground.

The footprints were sticky, as if stained with blood, yet they also emitted a putrid stench.

And on the fourth floor of the hotel.

The curse of the Door-Knocking Ghost, carried over from the broadcast, also reached this place.

"Thump, thump thump~!"

The sound echoed in the corridor, quickly spreading into the depths of darkness, and within moments it had spread throughout the entire floor.

At first, nothing unusual happened on this floor.

But when the knocking reached an incomprehensible place on the fourth floor, everything changed.

This is a non-existent corridor on the fourth floor of the Caesar Hotel. There are guest rooms on both sides of this corridor, which are usually unoccupied, but at this moment, one of the guest rooms is occupied.

It was dark inside.

On the TV cabinet in the living room, however, was an old wooden memorial tablet. There was nothing on the tablet except a black and white portrait of Guo Fan, the Ghost Tamer had entered the hotel earlier.

However, the moment the knocking sound came in, the old memorial tablet that had been sitting on the TV cabinet suddenly collapsed to the ground.

A person who had been kneeling facing the memorial tablet for a long time suddenly raised his head, looking quite shocked.

When the knocking reached room number 13, the door, which had been closed, suddenly opened. At the same time, the door to room number 31 in front of it also opened.

The lights inside shone out, illuminating the dark corridor.

But this situation didn't last long; soon, both doors were quickly closed again.

The curse continues to spread. For this hotel, which harbors countless dangers, it remains to be seen whether, as Yang Jian predicted, the method of killing by the Door-Knocking Ghost can be used to reduce the peril here.