Wrapped Up and Motionless

Although Yang Jian had never used the shroud before, he believed it wouldn't disappoint him, after all, it was a supernatural item collected by Headquarters.

"So, how do we wrap this ghost up?"

Yang Jian did not touch the shroud rashly; he first put on gloves and took it out.

The gloves were made of gold, which could ward off supernatural influences. He didn't want to touch the shroud rashly; what if it suddenly attacked him and wrapped him up?

"Nothing unusual." Yang Jian held the light shroud in his hand; nothing unexpected had happened.

But then he had another bold idea.

If I wore gloves and went directly to snatch the eerie wood-chopping knife from the ghost's hand, would I be able to avoid being attacked?

It may sound a bit reckless, but it might actually work.

After all, this is highly likely.

"Forget it, what if the corpse and that eerie woodcutter's knife are two ghosts? If I take the knife and break some kind of balance, it might make things worse. It's better to be safe than sorry. Wrapping the corpse first and then taking the knife while wearing gloves is the same."

Yang Jian quickly rejected some of the less-than-ideal ideas.

Although he has the curse of the music box that allows for some mistakes, he cannot guarantee that he will survive every mistake.

Having thought it through, Yang Jian acted without hesitation.

He continued to approach the corpse with the shroud in hand, this time being bolder, walking directly to within a meter of the tall, decaying body.

The stench of rotting corpses hit Yang Jian, making him feel slightly uncomfortable.

The corpse continued to walk forward with heavy, stiff steps, showing no reaction to Yang Jian's approach.

"So it really can't be touched directly? Whether it's touched by myself or by the ghost inside my body, it will trigger its killing pattern, just like when I tested it with the ghost hand earlier. So I can't try to cover this ghost with my Ghost Domain either, otherwise I'll likely be attacked again."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, and more information was confirmed. "It's a pity we're not outside, otherwise I could dig a hole inside the hotel and set up a trap or something."

Although he hadn't determined all the details about the ghost in front of him, he had deduced some key things after several encounters.

At that moment, he acted.

Yang Jian unfolded the shroud in his hand and lowered it over the head of the tall, decaying corpse in front of him, intending to restrain the ghost first.

Once the shroud was unfolded, the blurry human figure imprinted on it seemed much clearer. The indistinct face seemed to twist as the shroud swayed, sometimes emitting an eerie smile, sometimes revealing a painful wail, but upon closer inspection, it turned into a sorrowful weeping.

Not only that, even the limbs and the body's position were twisted. At this moment, the shroud seemed to stand up at some point, as if a vengeful ghost had possessed it, carrying an incomprehensible and terrifying eeriness.

Yang Jian felt a strange sense of dread. At that moment, he seemed to see the blurry outline imprinted on the shroud open its arms, trying to embrace the tall, decaying corpse in front of it.

"Being enveloped by this thing felt like being tightly bound by a vengeful ghost."

He instinctively took a few steps back, creating some distance, afraid of accidentally touching the thing.

Now he understood that the shroud itself wasn't scary; what was scary was the human-shaped outline imprinted on it, which he suspected was an unknown vengeful ghost.

Therefore, the reason why the shroud can restrain other ghosts is because the shroud itself is a ghost.

Soon.

The shroud, which had unfurled in mid-air, fell and covered the rotting corpse before them.

And as soon as the shroud came into contact with the corpse, a horrific scene unfolded.

The shroud covering the corpse kept bulging, and the bulges formed a very obvious human shape. This was the vengeful ghost on the shroud. At this moment, the ghost seemed to have walked out of the shroud and was crawling on the tall, rotting corpse.

Wherever the ghost in the shroud walked, the strips of cloth followed and covered it, as if it were actively wrapping itself up.

It's a bit slow.

The tall, decaying corpse covered by the cloth continued to walk, not stopping because of the ghost in the shroud.

"Can't we restrain the corpse's movements immediately? Luckily, this ghost moves slowly and doesn't have Ghost Domain, otherwise it would have escaped by now." Yang Jian roughly understood something from behind.

The Shroud's effects only take effect when the shroud is completely wrapped; otherwise, it has no effect.

During this period, the Ghost Tamer needs to follow and wait.

If they hadn't figured out this ghost's killing patterns, and it were another ghost of unknown level, following and getting closer like this would be tantamount to asking for their own demise.

"Fortunately, I wasn't attacked again."

Yang Jian avoided touching the ghost himself, preventing the scene from repeating itself. He now only needs to wait quietly for a while to successfully restrain the ghost.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.

Continue following.

The shroud wrapped around the tall, decaying corpse was getting tighter and tighter. At the same time, Yang Jian could clearly see that the human-shaped outline that had been rising from inside the shroud was gradually sinking into silence, as if a ghost was invading the corpse. The corpse's walking speed was also gradually slowing down.

Although the restrictions haven't been fully implemented, they have already had some effect.

Yang Jian was still keeping an eye on his surroundings. He hadn't forgotten that there were something even more dangerous and terrifying here, something strange that he didn't understand.

About a minute passed.

The shroud has successfully wrapped most of the corpse's body. In at most one minute, the restraints will be completed, and the corpse will be completely incapacitated and imprisoned.

However, the tall male corpse, already wrapped in a shroud, suddenly turned and walked into a side passageway.

Yang Jian continued to follow behind, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

But when he entered the next corridor, his expression suddenly changed.

There was another guest room at the end of the corridor. He couldn't see which room it was, but he could see a dim yellow light shining from the doorway next to it, and the door was wide open.

A room door opened?

The corpse continued to move forward, slowly but steadily, getting closer to the room with the open door.

Yang Jian gradually calmed down, because based on what had just happened, he could roughly tell that the room in this place was likely inhabited by ghosts, and not just one. Now that the door in front of him was open, his worst fears were very likely to come true.

The ghost in the room came out.

"It can't be that unlucky, can it?"

Yang Jian was filled with anxiety, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. The restriction was about to succeed, and if they stopped now because of an open door, the entire operation would be a complete failure.

Even knowing that there was danger in the area ahead, he still had to grit his teeth and follow.

"Could the ghost in this room be this corpse in front of me? Maybe I'm overthinking it," Yang Jian speculated, seemingly trying to reassure himself.

But he soon proved his guess wrong.

Yang Jian noticed several red marks on the doorknob of the room ahead, left by bloodstained fingers. The blood was very bright red, making it impossible for the rotting corpse in front of him to have left those marks, as the corpse was already highly decomposed and contained no blood, only bodily fluids.

"So other ghosts really did open the door, and might even have already come out of the room."

His face was grim, and he slowly took off his gloves, revealing his pale, cold, ghostly hand.

He would retaliate immediately if he was being targeted.

Keep going.

Yang Jian stared intently at the room. By this time, his Ghost Domain had almost covered the entire area, allowing him to clearly see the room number on the door.

Number 82.

The appearance of this address number meant that he had followed the rotting corpse to a place even deeper than the previous piano room number 71. Although the number didn't reveal anything, he vaguely felt that the deeper he went, the greater the probability of encountering danger.

There weren't so many unusual things when I walked through rooms 1 to 31 before.

At this moment, although the tall, decaying corpse moved more slowly, it still slowly passed by the door of room number 82 without stopping in advance.

Although Yang Jian was wary, he did not stop following.

Once the shroud is successfully wrapped around the corpse, he will immediately use the Ghost Domain to leave this place with the Ghost Domain.

Soon.

Yang Jian also passed by the door of room number 82 during the process of following.

This is the most dangerous time.

Because he wasn't sure if the ghost in the room had actually left; what if it was still inside? If so, the journey would most likely be fraught with danger and he would be attacked.

Indiscriminate killing, triggering patterns, the instinct to solve puzzles—there's always one that suits you.

Despite being within the Ghost Domain, Yang Jian, who did not stop, still had to pass by the door of room number 82.

There was no need to run away at this point. Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged, but his cold gaze swept across the room, as if trying to ascertain the situation inside.

The furnishings in room 82 were exactly the same as those in room 71, clearly sharing the same decorating style. That old-fashioned Republican-era style always carried a somewhat eerie atmosphere in this environment.

The living room of the room was empty, without a piano, which was the only difference between it and room number 71.

However, Yang Jian shifted his gaze slightly and saw bloody handprints on the walls and ceiling of the room, as if something had deliberately imprinted them. Some of the handprints were so vivid that they seemed to drip blood.

The color of this blood is very similar to the ghost blood on Yan Li, who died on the outskirts of Dachang City.

Apart from these mysterious bloody handprints, Yang Jian saw nothing else.

The brief visit seemed peaceful; nothing terrifying appeared in the open room 82.

At that moment, the tall male corpse walking at the intersection ahead stopped.

The shroud covering its body had completely enveloped it, creating a kind of restriction. All the strange behaviors of the rotting corpse stopped at this moment. It no longer wandered around as before, but stood there like a statue, stiff and motionless.

Besides that, the only thing on the corpse that wasn't wrapped in a shroud was the woodcutter's knife in its hand.

It seemed that the thing carried a curse or was dangerous, so much so that even the shroud dared not be touched.

"It's done."

Yang Jian immediately moved closer, attempting to use his Ghost Domain to cover the corpse and take it with him.

However, the Ghost Domain could not cover it, leaving a gap as it passed by the corpse wrapped in the shroud.

"Unaffected by the Ghost Domain? This must be the Shroud's ability. Once it completes its restriction, it can isolate all supernatural forces, ensuring that the ghosts inside cannot seep out." Yang Jian was somewhat surprised, but then he thought it made sense.

If a cloth that can even envelop ghosts can be affected by Ghost Domain, then the ghosts inside can certainly escape as well.

"It's alright, carrying it out is the same." Yang Jian didn't rush to get the wood-chopping knife, because this place wasn't suitable; he planned to take the body with him.

This time, he directly touched the corpse wrapped in the shroud.

The danger has passed.

Yang Jian was not attacked. The tall male corpse wrapped up was as still as a dead body, having lost its eerie ability to move.

The action was correct.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, no longer hesitated, reached out and picked up the corpse, then turned and left.

But just as he turned around...

At some point, blood-red handprints appeared on the wall outside the open door of room 82.

The handprints in the room seemed to have spread out just now, and what was most chilling was that these handprints started moving towards Yang Jian.

On both sides of the wall, one after another, blood-red handprints can be clearly seen, as if a vengeful ghost is crawling on the wall, leaving behind these strange marks.

"Um?"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed; carrying the corpse, he now felt caught in a dilemma.