Death Time

Xiong Wenwen foresaw her own death.

In this very room, the body lay in the inner bedroom, its head on the floor, blood splattered everywhere.

But such an outcome is simply impossible for Yang Jian.

The people inside don't have facial features, which is normal.

Perhaps one of the faceless people is a ghost, but a ghost that can only alter memories shouldn't possess such a method of killing. The way that ghost attacks is by covering people's faces with the blood-stained newspaper, then taking away their faces, and it can also alter people's memories, turning them into Ghost Slave to be controlled at will.

The method of murder was very gentle; it couldn't possibly be this violent.

Could it be that I've made a mistake, and there's another ghost in this room?

Yang Jian's expression shifted constantly as he tried to deduce something from the few clues he had.

However, the information was far too limited. Xiong Wenwen was, after all, just a child, and his ability to foresee the future was certainly incomplete, so what he obtained was also limited. Otherwise, he could have boldly figured out the whole story.

"Let's go, let's leave this place. You still have Ghost Candle, we can definitely leave safely. I don't want to die here. I feel that as long as we stay in this room, we will all die here." Xiong Wenwen pleaded with Yang Jian, her voice trembling with fear, as she grabbed his hand.

"Don't worry, you won't die with me here. Now you need to tell me approximately what time you will die, and also tell me if there's anything else in the room. Also, try to predict what's outside the room, and try again from a different angle to see if the result is the same," Yang Jian.

If you try a few more times, the result might change.

Since Xiong Wenwen is already in a state of precognition and has used her abilities, it would be a huge loss to only see one outcome.

"Shall I try again?" Xiong Wenwen said, still somewhat afraid.

"If the situation can't be changed, I can take you away from here first, and I guarantee you won't die here," Yang Jian made a promise.

Xiong Wenwen nodded and continued to predict the future with her eyes closed.

This time, the events of the future flashed through his mind once again.

In the future, he was still dead, his head fell to the ground, and his body lay to the side.

But this doesn't prevent him from continuing to use his abilities. Although his future self is dead, the present Xiong Wenwen is still alive, and since he's alive, he can continue to know what happens next.

At this moment, Xiong Wenwen was like a ghost, her head lying on the ground, her eyes open, looking around.

At that moment, he saw the future Yang Jian pick up his head and reattach it to his neck.

However, it didn't work.

Although he saw his head successfully placed on his neck, he did not come back to life, and his condition clearly did not improve.

However, at this moment, Xiong Wenwen saw the time on the watch on her own corpse: 2:10.

In other words, he died ten minutes later.

"I died at 2:10," Xiong Wenwen nervously revealed this crucial piece of information.

"Continue, what else did you foresee?" Yang Jian immediately recorded the events, preparing to take precautions to prevent Xiong Wenwen from being killed.

"I saw that good-for-nothing was dead too, his body was broken in two." As Xiong Wenwen continued her premonition, she soon noticed that Luo Suyī beside her had suddenly collapsed to the ground without warning, his body broken in two at the waist.

Blood splattered everywhere, and he died on the spot.

"What? I'm dead too?" Luo Suyī fright.

I thought this brat only foresaw his own death, but it turns out he also foresaw his own.

Yang Jian darkened. "When was it?"

"2:15."

Xiong Wenwen began to speak, but before he could finish, he cried out in horror through his closed eyes, "Lin Luomei is dead too! Her body split open from the middle; she died a horrible death!"

Lin Luomei, who was standing to the side, widened her eyes immediately upon hearing this.

How so?

Ten minutes later, they will start dying one after another. What exactly happened?

"Where's the ghost? Have you seen it?" Yang Jian asked.

"No, no, the faceless people in the room aren't moving. I didn't see any other ghosts enter the room. What should we do? What do we do now?" Xiong Wenwen panicked again. "Wait, I saw you! You opened the door and ran out. You disappeared! You left here alive!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Suyī immediately gave him a strange look.

Unexpectedly, all three of them died, but Yang Jian survived.

However, he said coldly, "That's impossible. If it really comes to that, I will definitely light the ghost candle to save my life first. I will never let things get worse. Your premonition is wrong. Stop it immediately."

Yang Jian felt that Xiong Wenwen's precognitive abilities had been distorted by something, or perhaps the influence of the vengeful ghost on him had deepened, making him unable to choose the outcome of his predictions.

It's starting to lose accuracy.

In either case, this is not good news.

Xiong Wenwen obeyed Yang Jian's command immediately, ceasing his premonitions and withdrawing from the state of using his abilities.

"Yang Jian, let's go. It's the same as when we came into the hotel last time. If we stay here, we'll definitely die. Only by leaving can we change our future and survive safely." Xiong Wenwen pulled him, still pleading with him to leave.

Indeed, judging from the foreseeable outcome, abandoning this operation was the wisest decision.

"Don't rush. If we really need to retreat, it won't be now. At least we still have five minutes, no, four minutes to act," Yang Jian said calmly. "You died at 2:10, so you definitely won't die now. Since you won't die, it means you're safe."

"Luo Suyī, you go and monitor the ghost's movements outside. See what it's doing. Once you see it, report any of its actions to me. You two stay here. I'll go check that room. If there's any danger, light the ghost candle immediately."

Yang Jian handed the ghost candle and lighter to Lin Luomei: "Keep an eye on Xiong Wenwen for me. He's just a child."

Although Lin Luomei was nervous and scared, she remained relatively calm, gripping the red candle tightly and nodding quickly.

"Remember, barring any unforeseen circumstances, you must light the ghost candle in three minutes," Yang Jian instructed before immediately getting to work.

"Yang Jian, your demands are too high. I'm only responsible for protecting Lin Luomei. Why do you want me to monitor that ghost?" Luo Suyī said.

"If you don't want to die in a quarter of an hour, do as I say. The danger doesn't come from the room; it's very likely from the ghost outside. I've dealt with this ghost before; it's not very dangerous. Its harm lies in altering people's memories, not in killing them. So, the one who did it must be another ghost. And after my previous treatment of the entire hotel, the danger level has been reduced to the minimum."

"If there's any real danger, it's only that thing outside," Yang Jian said, staring at him. "Find out its patterns, find a way to survive, there's no other way."

"You should know that you're being watched."

Having said that, he no longer cared whether Luo Suyī was willing to do such a dangerous thing as monitoring a ghost's movements. What he needed to do now was to enter the room during this safe period, find the source ghost, and restrain it.

If we fail, we must use the ghost candle to escape from here.

Yang Jian immediately went straight to the bedroom inside.

At the brink of death, Luo Suyī also mustered immense courage. He gritted his teeth, trembling, and opened the guest room door, then poked his head out to see what the ghost outside was doing.

Were their deaths related to that thing?

The operation began.

Because of Xiong Wenwen's foresight, many detours can be avoided, and the time of death for each person can be accurately determined, thus allowing for appropriate preparations.

Without this premonition, it's very likely that, just as Xiong Wenwen said, the three of them would die here one after another.