A Man with Three Faces

A man's body, a woman's face.

Yang Jian felt that if he really did that, Tong Qian might come back to life and chase him down the entire street in anger.

However, he didn't want to risk entering the hotel again to find a still-living female corpse for Tong Qian, and he certainly couldn't kill another innocent woman just to revive Tong Qian.

Similarly, he couldn't possibly bring Zhao Lei back to life as a stranger.

"The only usable body is Zhao Lei's. But we can't find Zhao Lei's face, so he can't be brought back to life. Tong Qian's face is in my hands, but her body is no longer usable. Her body was taken by a ghost, and I can't possibly mess with that ghost. This is the only way right now. If we delay any longer, her face will rot away, and her body will die, and then nothing can be salvaged."

Yang Jian was reluctant to do this, but he had no other choice.

Circumstances do not allow me to achieve perfection.

Moreover, those Ghost Tamer are themselves neither human nor ghost. For example, the bodies of Feng Quan and Luo Suyī are actually already dead; it is only the ghosts inside their bodies that maintain an incredible life characteristic.

If one can accept even a body turning into a corpse, then a simple sex reassignment surgery doesn't seem so difficult to understand.

"Compared to being alive, this is nothing, don't you think, Tong Qian?"

Yang Jian looked at Tong Qian's face, muttered something to himself, and then slowly stood up.

After finishing his roasted meat, he decided to immediately begin this forbidden resurrection surgery, which he would personally perform.

Because what Yang Jian wanted to do was not just to bring Tong Qian back to life, but to help her perfectly control the two ghost faces and become a new Ghost Tamer.

This method was derived from human parchment.

He believed this method should be correct, although there was a possibility of failure, since no one could guarantee they could control such supernatural phenomena.

I thought about it carefully.

Recalling the contents written on the human skin paper, Yang Jian needed to mentally rehearse the process several times to ensure there were no mistakes.

However, the method is actually very simple; the key is that someone has to point it out.

Otherwise, an ordinary person could never figure it out even if they spent their whole life just thinking about it. Of course, there is another very important point: you must have the corresponding ghost in your possession.

That's the hardest part.

Just like Yang Jian's resurrection within the Ghost Mirror, every condition was indispensable. Only when all the conditions were met did he become the unique individual who could perfectly control a ghost.

Tong Qian is the same.

However, Yang Jian helped her gather all the ghosts, and now all she has to do is wait in her slumber.

Either be resurrected.

Either die forever.

"Let's begin. This place is far from Z City, and there's no one around. Even if we fail, it won't cause any innocent casualties." Yang Jian's thoughts snapped, and he decided to follow the instructions on the human skin paper to revive Tong Qian and control the two ghost faces.

Of course, he had one more preparatory step to take before that.

They altered part of Tong Qian's memories.

Make sure she doesn't undergo a drastic personality change and become your enemy after she wakes up.

Although he trusted Tong Qian's personality, it would be better to have an extra layer of insurance.

Take out the blood-stained old newspaper and place Tong Qian's face on it.

Immediately, the blood-stained old newspaper stuck to the face, as if it had just been torn off, and could not be easily removed.

But the moment the face was pasted on, a line of crooked handwriting appeared next to the blood-stained old newspaper.

Kill Yang Jian!

The handwriting was messy yet clear, crooked and twisted, but it gave off a strange chill.

"That ghost took double precautions; it not only transformed itself into Tong Qian, but also altered the original Tong Qian's memories." Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing this line of text.

If he does nothing and just helps Tong Qian recover her health, he might very well die at Tong Qian's hands in the future.

If he hadn't discovered Tong Qian's identity, he would have been in just as much danger later.

This was entirely a massive conspiracy and trap set against us.

One wrong step and you lose everything.

"Luckily, luckily this newspaper ended up in my hands. That ghost would never have imagined that, despite controlling Zhao Lei, he would be outmaneuvered by Zhao Lei, who left behind a crucial piece of information. Otherwise, I would never have been able to find room 31 in that hotel."

Dealing with ghosts is no longer just about finding patterns to survive; it requires constant vigilance and extreme caution.

Although Yang Jian had already imprisoned the ghost, he still felt a lingering fear.

Looking at the handwriting on the old newspaper.

Yang Jian first erased the writing left by the ghost, and then wrote down the content he wanted to alter the memory.

He didn't have the perverse pleasure of turning someone into his slave. Even when he altered Feng Quan's memories, it was simply about trusting him, forgetting the grudges between them, and telling him things like, "You're a good person."

The changes to Tong Qian were even simpler.

There is only one rule: trust Yang Jian.

At the same time, some preventative alterations were made, such as forgetting the memories implanted by the vengeful ghost, and portraying you as a cautious and kind person.

Only after doing all this could Yang Jian finally relax.

The first step is complete.

So, the second step...

Yang Jian made some preparations and took out the white cloth printed with a crying face.

This is the face covering of the weeping ghost; it has the outline of a human face on it, depicting a crying face.

Then there was another face next to it, neither male nor female, with a smile and squinting eyes, as if it were about to come to life at any moment, giving people a creepy feeling.

The face covering the mask depicts a crying face, or so the paper veil says.

Next to it is a smiley face, which is the funny face that Tong Qian has on the back of her head.

In the middle is Tong Qian's own face.

At the very top lay a corpse without facial features. This was Zhao Lei's body, and it still showed signs of life, so it couldn't be considered a corpse yet.

Three faces, one corpse.

This is all the preparation work that Yang Jian needs to do.

The next step is to assemble it.

What we are doing right now is something anyone could do.

"Smiling and crying faces need to be placed on the corpse at the same time to ensure a balance." Yang Jian stood by the bedside, looking at Zhao Lei's body in silence for a moment.

Then, the headless ghostly figure beside him slowly stood up.

It was as if someone had appeared beside me.

The headless ghostly figure stretched out its palm, one hand holding the face covering and the other holding the smiling face, and slowly approached Zhao Lei's side.

A smiling face, like a human skin mask, covered Zhao Lei's right cheek.

The moment they made contact, the face seemed to come alive, sticking right to the surface with its mouth slightly open, as if trying to let out that terrifying, grotesque laugh.

But at the same time, a face covering with a crying face branded on it was also placed over Zhao Lei's left cheek.

The face covering was also strangely stuck to it.

The outline of a crying face is clearly visible, and it is about to open its mouth and make crying sounds.

Yang Jian took a slight breath, feeling a little apprehensive. There was no turning back now that he had gone this far, so he quickly covered Tong Qian's face in the middle.

The blood-stained old newspaper was now strangely stuck to it, as if a layer of flesh and blood had rapidly healed together, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

The smiling face is on the right, the crying face is on the left, and Tong Qian's face is in the middle.

At this moment, Zhao Lei's body has three faces.

But the truly terrifying scenes were only just beginning.

The moment the two ghostly faces merged into the image, a laugh and a cry began to echo in the room.

Smiling faces and crying faces reappear at this moment.

They've slipped away.

Yang Jian's heart pounded wildly, and he immediately used his Ghost Domain to escape.

He couldn't get involved in this situation, otherwise he would be caught up in the voices of the two ghostly figures and killed.

All he has to do is wait until things are over and then come back to see the results.