Exploration of Ghostly Sound

"Three to three."

"I can't afford it."

On the rooftop of a residential building near the Caesar Hotel, Yang Jian, Luo Suyī, and Xiong Wenwen, bored while waiting, started playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).

Xiong Wenwen stared wide-eyed at Luo Suyī: "You can't even afford a pair of threes? What a terrible hand you have."

"What business is it of yours what cards I have? If I can't play them, I can't play them. What can I do?" Luo Suyī said.

"What a waste of a good-for-nothing, all that wasted his life." Xiong Wenwen said with a disdainful look, then played a pair of eights.

"Nine," Yang Jian said calmly.

"Pass."

Luo Suyī, who was squatting on the ground, waved his hand and said, "Seriously, is it really okay for us to be so leisurely? The fog eye over there is getting bigger and bigger, and it's spreading this way. If this continues, we'll have to withdraw from this second line of defense."

"That hotel is a trap for us now. Whoever goes in will die. I'm not stupid enough to lead you newbies in. Feng Quan may already be dead, and we've lost contact with Guo Fan. Under these circumstances, the only way is to wait for the danger level in the hotel to decrease," Yang Jian said seriously.

"Let's keep watching. I believe we'll have results soon."

"Pair of Kings." Xiong Wenwen ignored Yang Jian's words and stared at the cards in his hand, as if winning this hand was more important to him than solving the paranormal event at hand.

"Bomb it," Yang Jian.

"Damn, do you even know how to play cards? I'm playing King and you're playing Royal Flush," Xiong Wenwen said.

Yang Jian, "A straight, three of a kind with one extra card, plus a 4, that's it."

"Wait, wait, isn't this cheating? How can you play cards like that?" Xiong Wenwen said angrily.

"You can't afford to play your cards. You'll see for yourselves if you don't believe me," Yang Jian said.

Luo Suyī darkened, and he threw down his cards. "Luckily, this isn't gambling, or I would definitely have gone bankrupt."

Xiong Wenwen examined his cards and nearly jumped up in anger. "You can't even afford to play a single card! What use are you? You're a complete rip-off!"

"Look at the hotel, it's getting dark."

At this moment, Lin Luomei, who was standing next to them, suddenly picked up the microphone and spoke into the microphone.

Is it dark?

Luo Suyī looked up in surprise at the direction of the hotel.

The thick fog that had enveloped the hotel gradually turned black at some point. No, it wasn't the fog that turned black, but rather the surrounding environment that darkened. It was as if night had suddenly fallen around the hotel, and everything in front of them was rapidly disappearing from sight.

That darkness seemed capable of swallowing everything.

"Oh my god, it's really dark now. What kind of ghostly thing has appeared again? This hotel is so eerie!" Xiong Wenwen exclaimed in fright.

This strange change was something Ghost Tamer knew very well, even if he was a ten-year-old child.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes. "They're here? The Door-Knocking Ghost."

The repeated broadcast for half an hour, the knocking sound heard by everyone in the hotel, both human and ghost, spread the curse, and there was no reason for the Door-Knocking Ghost not to visit this place.

What surprised him was how this Door-Knocking Ghost had managed to get into the Caesar Hotel in Z City.

Is it using the Ghost Domain to travel? Or is it simply following the sudden appearance of the curse?

"Get ready, come into the hotel with me right away." Yang Jian stood up, stretched his body, and said with a serious expression.

"Wouldn't it be more dangerous to go in at this time?" Luo Suyī.

"No, this is the safest time." Yang Jian stared at the gradually disappearing area in the distance. "I've summoned a ghost. That ghost will take most of the dangers there into its own Ghost Domain. Even if it's the same place, it's actually in a different space now. Well, you can understand it that way for now."

"Don't waste time, this is the last operation, hurry."

The ghost Ghost Domain Ghost Knocking is mobile; the vanished hotel will soon reappear.

A hotel that has been cleansed by the Ghost Domain of the Door-Knocking Ghost will have a very low level of danger.

That's at least compared to before.

I never imagined that the curse I left on my phone would have such a big impact later on.

Yang Jian quickly turned around and went downstairs to prepare everything that needed to be prepared.

Although Luo Suyī was reluctant to get involved, Lin Luomei had been forcibly conscripted, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Fifteen minutes later.

Yang Jian and his group stood near the first cordon line again.

An unbelievable scene unfolded: the ghostly mist in front of them mysteriously vanished.

Yes, the thick fog that was enough to disorient people has disappeared.

The Caesar Hotel, which I had previously seen disappear from the rooftop, has reappeared before my eyes; it hasn't truly vanished completely.

Yang Jian's deduction is correct.

After the Door-Knocking Ghost arrived here, it moved again, and this movement moved the Ghost Domain along with it. So the hotel that was previously covered in the Ghost Domain disappeared and then reappeared.

The ghostly mist didn't disappear; it was simply led into the Ghost Domain by the Door-Knocking Ghost.

"However, we can't guarantee that this hotel is completely safe right now. After all, there are still beings that haven't been drawn into the Ghost Domain, and these kinds of ghosts are usually extremely terrifying." Yang Jian didn't let his guard down.

The danger within the hotel may have diminished, but the remaining risks are extraordinary.

"Just swaggering in like that?" Luo Suyī he saw Yang Jian striding towards the hotel.

Yang Jian turned around with a cold face and said, "You talk too much nonsense. If you don't want to come, then stand outside and wait. To be honest, I don't completely trust you yet, so do what you need to do now. If you interfere with or hinder me during a paranormal event, I'll deal with you first."

Luo Suyī was so startled that he involuntarily shrank his neck.

He could be arrogant and confident in front of others, but in front of Ghost Eye Yang Jian, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, unable to muster any backbone.

This guy could kill me with ease; it's no joke.

Soon.

Yang Jian arrived at the lobby of the Caesar Hotel for the third time.

Just like the previous two times, everything seemed normal on the surface, with nothing strange about it, and it just looked like a hotel that was temporarily closed.

"Lin Luomei, call someone, help me find Zhao Lei," Yang Jian.

He still didn't go looking for rooms 13 and 31. Choosing those rooms was risky. If he relied on Lin Luomei to find people, he could get the exact location directly without having to make a dangerous choice.

Lin Luomei had no choice but to do as Yang Jian instructed. Although she didn't speak normally, she wasn't mute; she just couldn't speak. Her voice was like a ghost's; every word she uttered carried an incomprehensible supernatural power. If she said it, someone would die.

Then that person would truly be killed by a mysterious power within her voice.

Therefore, Lin Luomei chose to pretend to be mute, communicating through voice playback software on a daily basis.

"Zhao Lei, where are you?" Lin Luomei asked, her voice carrying an indescribable quality.

It sounded like a demon's whisper, with a chilling and eerie quality; this tone was definitely not something a normal person could produce.

The sound did not spread immediately, but rather rippled forward in a fixed direction.

The way this sound spreads is peculiar; it can only be heard by people nearby, and once you're outside that range, you'll never hear it again.

"Zhao Lei, where are you?"

The sound, like a vengeful ghost, lingered and wandered on the first floor.

It passed through the lobby, through the walls, and into the rooms on the first floor, reaching every accessible place. If anyone were to overhear this sound, the consequences could be fatal.

In less than a minute, the eerie voice transformed into an invisible vengeful ghost that circled the first floor.

"Zhao Lei isn't on the first floor." Lin Luomei's face was a little pale. She bit her lip and said through the media player.

Yang Jian, "Go up to the second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, and the first floor. Since you've already used your ability once, it should have the desired effect. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly after this incident is over. I still have a spot to control a second vengeful ghost that I haven't used with Wang Xiaoming. If you can help me resolve this supernatural incident smoothly, I can consider giving you that spot."

The spot to command the second demon?

Upon hearing this, Lin Luomei looked at Yang Jian with a mixture of surprise and delight, her eyes sparkling with joy.

She's almost reached the limit of controlling one ghost. If she wants to survive, she has no choice but to harden her heart and control a second ghost, thus prolonging the time it takes for the vengeful spirit to revive.

Although this method is not a secret, the success rate varies from country to country. In China, Wang Xiaoming's solution has the highest survival rate, so his spot is very precious. It is usually given priority to Ghost Tamer have made meritorious contributions. It is almost impossible for a folk Ghost Tamer like Lin Luomei to get a spot.

Just like Yang Jian back then, he went through the Huanggang Village Ghost Coffin Incident to earn a spot, almost risking his life.

The eerie sound continued to spread, this time reaching the second floor via the stairs.

The second floor has a kitchen, a dining room, and private rooms of various sizes.

The voice reached the restaurant, but no one answered. Beneath the tables lay stiff, long-dead corpses. Under the curse of the Door-Knocking Ghost, these bodies were no longer supernatural; they were just ordinary corpses.

Then the sound came from the kitchen.

The kitchen, with its door open, was pitch black. The sound entered, lingered for a moment, and then retreated.

There has still been no response.

But in the darkness, a series of black footprints extended outwards from somewhere in the kitchen, disappearing on the steps leading to the third floor.

"There's nothing on the second floor either. We didn't find Zhao Lei, nor did we encounter anything else," Lin Luomei said through the loudspeaker, her body tense.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

This result was somewhat unexpected for him, because his first investigation had already basically confirmed that there was indeed a ghost on the second floor, and it was a ghost of unknown origin and extremely dangerous.

"Nothing at all? That's impossible! Where did the ghost on the second floor go?"

Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide and said with a hint of fear, "I'm not Yang Jian, I'm just a child who doesn't have many thoughts. I was scared, so I just spoke out."

"Last time, Yang Jian and I encountered Tong Qian's ghost face in the restaurant on the second floor, but there was another ghost attracted by the ghost candle. I couldn't predict the specifics of that ghost, because no matter how I predicted it, Yang Jian and I would die. Our bodies would be cut into pieces, and our heads would be placed on the dining table. Yang Jian and I would be as dead as could be."

Upon Luo Suyī couldn't help but shudder. "Is that so? You foresaw your own and Yang Jian's deaths?"

During their previous conversations, he also learned that Xiong Wenwen's ability was to foresee the future; she could predict events concerning herself within the next hour.

Xiong Wenwen nodded, still feeling a bit shaken.

"Oh my God." Luo Suyī was devastated.

Even the strongest can capsize; the danger here has reached unprecedented heights.

Yang Jian calmly said, "Children shouldn't talk nonsense. The foresight of the future is just the worst-case scenario that is about to be encountered. Since it can be foreseen, it can also be avoided. For example, if there is a pit in front of me, and I take three steps forward, I will fall in and die. If I foresaw it in advance, would I still fall into that pit?"

"Your abilities are a layer of insurance; with you around, the mortality rate will be minimized, so don't worry about foreseeing death."

"Hmm, that seems to make sense." After hearing this analysis, Xiong Wenwen felt that it did make sense.