Footprints

Of course, such a miracle is impossible.

The only explanation is that Yang Jian's seemingly ordinary action just now broke the ghost's killing pattern, allowing Luo Suyī was originally supposed to be chosen as a target and killed at 2:15, to escape the ghost's clutches.

The pattern has been broken.

But what is the reason for this?

What method did that ghost use to select its targets? Was it really that simple movement of the carpet could change that?

If that's the case, it means that this ghost's killing pattern is actually quite simple, so simple that anyone could easily do it.

"The carpet's position changed, and then Luo Suyī came back to life. The ghost didn't stop killing like before. Was the carpet the key? No, the carpet wasn't the key; the ghost's footprints on the carpet were the key."

In the dimly lit corridor, the tall, lifeless male corpse still wandered eerily.

Its heavy footsteps came, leaving behind a series of putrid footprints.

The footprints were not clear, only a few black outlines. Only after a few days, when the corpse fluid left on the footprints decomposed, would they become clear, just like the black, rotten marks that Yang Jian had seen when he first entered the hotel.

"The ghost's footprints were left on the carpet, so someone died? No, that's not right either. The ghost is still wandering around, and footprints are still being made, but no one has died nearby. That means the ghost leaving footprints is only one condition; the other condition is the key."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered; he knew he was very close to the truth.

Luo Suyī's survival this time served as a great reminder to him, directly rejecting some far-fetched ideas, leaving only one condition that brought him closer to the truth.

"If we reenact the scene of us walking down the corridor, we might discover the truth." He vaguely felt that part of the reason why they were being targeted by this ghost was because they had all walked down this corridor.

Because this ghost had been lingering in the corridor they had just passed through since it started killing people.

He would never believe there was no connection between the two.

Otherwise, why didn't Xiong Wenwen foresee their deaths if this ghost was wandering elsewhere?

The pattern is right there.

"Yang Jian, I'll be the next one to die." Suddenly, Xiong Wenwen, who had a premonition of the future, opened his eyes in terror once again. He had foreseen a terrible outcome once more.

"Just like before, I can't see the process. I can't see this ghost either. I only see my body split in two, lying on the ground bleeding."

"No way, you've been targeted by that ghost again?" Luo Suyī, who had just escaped death, was stunned when he heard Xiong Wenwen say this, before he even had time to celebrate.

"I... I don't know what happened either. Do you think I wanted to be targeted by that ghost?" Xiong Wenwen was so anxious that she started to cry.

Luo Suyī also began to panic. He knew that Xiong Wenwen absolutely could not die. If he died, no one here would be able to foresee the deaths of others, and they would have to truly die instead of faking their death in a foreseen future.

"Yang Jian, why don't we lay the carpet down again? Maybe a miracle will happen."

"No, no need. I've roughly figured out this ghost's killing pattern, but there's still one last thing I haven't figured out. I want to reenact the scene when we walked in just now. Give me some time. By the way, Xiong Wenwen, when will you die next?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

"Two minutes later," Xiong Wenwen said, trembling.

"There's still some time left, that should be enough."

Yang Jian took a deep breath and then activated his Ghost Domain again. This time, the range of his Ghost Domain was not large; one Ghost Eye only covered the front three meters of the Ghost Domain.

The Ghost Domain was not concealed; instead, it appeared before everyone like a red projection.

"I'll use the Ghost Domain to create an illusion, simulating everything that happened in the corridor just now. Look, this is what it looked like when we came in." Yang Jian controlled the Ghost Domain, and immediately a carpeted corridor appeared in the red Ghost Domain.

"This is the ghost's route. The route is very precise. I can see the footprints left by the ghost."

"The ghost first walked back from this intersection, leaving a trail of footprints along the way. Pay attention to the location of the footprints. And this is what it looked like when we came in."

Within the Ghost Domain, images of Yang Jian, Luo Suyī, and the others reappeared, mirroring the scene they had just entered.

"The ghost didn't kill anyone on its way back."

Within the Ghost Domain, the ghosts that had been conjured and the conjured Yang Jian and others passed each other in a corridor, and everyone got along peacefully.

"The problem started when this ghost turned around and came back." Yang Jian's Ghost Eye flickered, and the illusion within the Ghost Domain changed. The ghost began to turn around and walk back, which was when it appeared to be walking towards him.

"Ghosts move very slowly, so pay attention to the time. The first time a ghost killed someone was at 2:10, which is when Xiong Wenwen was first attacked."

"I can't see anything wrong." Luo Suyī opened his eyes wide, trying to figure out something, but found nothing.

Yang Jian calmly said, "The information is already very clear. Now, let me recreate how we looked when we came in."

Then, Yang Jian and his companions reappeared in the Ghost Domain.

At that moment, in everyone's eyes, the ghost was walking forward along the passage with them.

However, at a certain moment, something very noteworthy happened.

At 2:10 PM in the Ghost Domain, the ghost's footprints overlapped with Xiong Wenwen's footprints as he passed through the passage.

No, to be precise, the ghost covered up Xiong Wenwen's footprints on the carpet.

The scene in the Ghost Domain stopped.

Yang Jian deliberately stopped. He narrowed his eyes and said, "See? It was a little past 2:10. When the ghost turned around and passed through the corridor, its ghostly footprints covered the footprints Xiong Wenwen had left earlier. Then the ghost stopped and came up. It started killing people, and Xiong Wenwen was attacked."

"Look at where this ghost swung its blade. I noticed it before; the ghost swung its blade right at Xiong Wenwen's neck, which is why his head fell off."

"However, the ghost wasn't slashing at Xiong Wenwen now, but at the Xiong Wenwen who left the footprints."

The scenes within the Ghost Domain began to operate once more.

The ghost raised its rusty wood-chopping knife and swung it.

Xiong Wenwen, who had left footprints there, was struck by a machete and her head was severed.

"This is exactly the way I foresaw my death." Xiong Wenwen screamed in fright when she saw this.

"Oh my god, so that's how it is! This ghost starts killing people as soon as it steps on someone's footprints." Luo Suyī he almost jumped up.

At this moment, Xiong Wenwen saw the simulated scene in the Ghost Domain and grabbed Yang Jian's arm, shouting, "Hurry, time's almost up! This ghost is about to step on my footprint again!"

"No, stepping on footprints isn't the key. How many footprints would we step on when this ghost walks through the passage? To truly meet the requirements, the ghost's footprints must completely cover our footprints. That's when the ghost starts killing." Yang Jian grabbed the carpet at his feet and flipped it over.

All the footprints that everyone had left on the carpet were now on the reverse side.

Two minutes passed, Xiong Wenwen was fine again.

The ghost was still wandering in the corridor.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Correct. This ghost's killing pattern is to start by stepping on other people's footprints.

That explains why he and Xiong Wenwen were unharmed when they first encountered this ghost. It was only when the Ghost Domain was about to be destroyed by the smiling ghost that Xiong Wenwen foresaw their deaths.

With the Ghost Domain gone, the footprints were naturally revealed, and the ghost that had been lingering in the second-floor restaurant easily stepped into their footprints.

"Damn it, this pattern that was so easy to spot almost killed us all. No wonder Yang Jian, you weren't attacked. It's because you've been walking close to the wall since you came in. Your footprints are on the side, not in the middle. No matter how that ghost walks in the middle, it can't step on your footprints."

Luo Suyī pulled out a cigarette from somewhere, put it in his mouth, but couldn't find a lighter to light it.

"Judging from my reenactment of what just happened, that's indeed the case," Yang Jian said.