Chapter 205: Searching for the Newspaper Ghost

Because traffic control had been implemented on the road, Jiang Shan had a smooth journey.

Soon, he saw a luxurious European-style building appear in his field of vision. Several cordons were set up one kilometer away from it, prohibiting any vehicles or pedestrians from entering or exiting.

Jiang Shan also noticed that there was a sentry post about 500 meters apart around the cordon. If nothing unexpected happened, the sentries standing guard inside the sentry post were holding real guns and real ammunition.

Brakes sounded.

The pickup truck that Jiang Shan was riding in drove directly to the door of the hotel.

"Go back."

Jiang Shan lit a cigarette as soon as he got out of the car. He looked at Wang Yu and said in a calm tone.

"Minister Jiang, if you need anything else, please contact me immediately."

"Ah."

Seeing that Wang Yu had left, Jiang Shan walked into the hotel with an expressionless face.

The lobby of the Caesar Hotel is huge.

It is resplendent with gold and jade, bright lights, and full of luxury. There is nothing weird at all, and it is completely a normal business hotel.

But as far as Jiang Shan knows, the hotel has been sealed off and closed for repairs after Tong Qian lost contact.

In other words, it is no longer possible for this hotel to open for business normally, and it is even impossible to have electricity.

So now this strange scene is a good proof of Jiang Shan's idea:

Caesar Hotel, it is being invaded by the supernatural.

"How did those people in the Republic of China achieve this? Did they rely on their own spiritual power? No, it shouldn't be that way. If it was really that simple, Yang Jian in the original novel could have done it after he controlled the fourth level of ghost lake spiritual power, but he doesn't seem to have that ability."

Looking at the hotel in front of him that was being constantly invaded by the supernatural, Jiang Shan couldn't help but feel confused.

Because whether it is the Caesar Hotel, the Ghost Post Office, or the Fushou Garden.

How were these mysterious places with distinct architectural features formed?

Ghosts don't do things spontaneously.

So there must be some unknown way for them to be born.

In the original book, Sun Rui once mentioned:
"Ghosts appear without any regular pattern, and there is no fixed location or time. It is precisely because of this that supernatural events cannot be prevented in advance. Therefore, many places that were originally extremely normal will suddenly become abnormal at a certain time."

Sun Rui’s words can indeed be used as a reference, but they are just a reference.

Jiang Shan has a different view on places like the Caesars Hotel that seem to be connected to a specific mysterious place:

"Ghosts may appear without any rules, or they may only appear in reality when certain media and opportunities are met at the same time. However, places that have been transformed by humans, such as the Ghost Post Office, Caesar Hotel, and the Pig Slaughterhouse, are connected to a fixed mysterious place behind them."

"Alas, those old guys only wanted to create a god, but never thought of passing down the supernatural knowledge."

Jiang Shan took a puff of his cigarette helplessly, then continued walking into the hotel.

"Well, the newspaper ghost that stole Tong Qian's body is not standing at the front desk? Is it because it knows I'm coming, or is there another reason?"

Looking at the empty hotel front desk, Jiang Shan's eyes dimmed.

According to the plot of the original novel, the newspaper ghost should use Tong Qian's body, stand at the front desk and confuse everyone who enters the hotel as a supernatural creature.

If this is the case, then Jiang Shan, who knows this "inside story", will find it very easy to imprison the newspaper ghost.

Judging from how scary the newspaper ghost is.

Even though it had Yang Xiaotian's memories, it had almost no chance of escaping in the current ghost domain of the Dead Face Ghost.

"If Yang Xiaotian really wanted to use the newspaper ghost to remind Yang Jian to come to Caesar Hotel, then if Yang Jian hasn't come yet, it will most likely still be here."

After making a rough guess, Jiang Shan's gaze shifted to the stairs leading to the second floor of the hotel.

"There are only a few places where newspaper ghosts and supernatural phenomena occur. Let's go to the second floor first." Jiang Shan took action immediately without any hesitation.

There are two curved staircases on the left and right leading to the second floor of the hotel. The marble architectural style looks very exquisite. There is a red carpet underfoot to prevent people from slipping and falling when walking on it.

But Jiang Shan saw a black footprint left on the red carpet at some point.

It looks like it's burnt, or stained with ink.

Jiang Shan knew that these were the footprints left by Li Qingzhi's body.

As long as someone steps on this footprint and it overlaps with the footprint, that person will be subjected to a terrorist attack that ignores distance and spiritual protection.

Jiang Shan was not sure he could withstand this kind of attack, so he carefully avoided the footprints.

The dim corridor was silent.

Jiang Shan's footsteps were silent as he stepped on the soft carpet. The surroundings were eerily quiet.

But even in this extremely quiet situation, after walking forward for a while, a voice gradually came from the front.

“Ding, ding ding~!”

The sound is very crisp, without any regularity or rhythm, but if you listen carefully, you can roughly infer that this should be the sound of someone eating, with the knife and fork hitting the porcelain plate. This sound is very common in some Western restaurants, so it will not be too unfamiliar.

"Will it be here?"

Jiang Shan's eyes flickered when he heard the voice, and he continued to move forward following the voice.

The sound of knives and forks hitting bowls and plates during meals could still be heard in the dim hotel. One had to know that the hotel had been sealed off and closed a long time ago. It was impossible for any guests or chefs to stay here. Even the owner of the hotel was not qualified to approach within one kilometer of the hotel.

Jiang Shan knew that in the restaurant where the sound came from, there were countless faces left by the newspaper ghost, and he wanted to know:

The newspaper ghost that did not appear at the front desk on the first floor, could it be in the restaurant now, collecting the bloody and terrifying dead face?

Jiang Shan deliberately slowed down his pace and slowly came to a big door on the second floor.

Through the door, you can vaguely see that there are clean dining tables covered with white cloth inside, with fresh flowers on them. However, because the place has been blocked for several days and no one has taken care of them, the flowers have become quite shriveled.

If it were any other time, this place would be packed with guests.

"Deal with this thing instantly and don't give it time to escape." Jiang Shan's eyes focused.

Jiang Shan's original face was gone, and it was replaced silently by a pale, bloodless, cold-looking face of a young man who looked like a dead person.

The appearance of the dead face means that the supernatural power of the ghost realm will reach its peak at this stage.

The silver light that didn't seem like a ghostland instantly covered everything around Jiang Shan at an invisible speed. The originally gloomy and eerie corridor seemed to have been favored by God.
The holy and terrifying light enveloped the world in a silver luster.

In an instant, the silver light immediately illuminated the restaurant and headed straight for the table where the sound came from.
(End of this chapter)

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