Mysterious Awakening

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Yang Jian was standing in front of a dining table.

A pristine white tablecloth was spread on top of it, at the center of which sat a vase with a single white rose that was vibrant and fragrant, as if it had been freshly bought from a flower shop that morning, in stark contrast to the wilted flowers on the other tables.

Next to the dining table, there was a white porcelain plate with a set of knife and fork beside it. Inside the plate, shockingly, lay a human face.

Traces of fear and despair could be faintly seen on the face.

Yang Jian glanced at the knife and fork next to it, stained with blood, as if the face had been crudely carved from someone’s head with this very set, no, not as if, that was in fact what had happened.

He even saw the blood that had seeped from beneath the facial skin pooling under the plate, emitting a faint wisp of steam.

Everything indicated that a terrifying event had recently taken place here.

However, for Yang Jian, this was neither a small nor a large blow.

"No, it can’t be, from the moment I used the Ghost Domain to the end, it definitely didn’t take more than a second. If there had been a ghost here just now, with my abilities I could have intercepted it before it escaped, so why did it still manage to flee?"

Yang Jian looked toward the chair next to the dining table that had been used.

He couldn’t understand how his actions, which had been so swift, could still have led to this outcome.

"It’s a failure, I told you to let me handle it, but you wouldn’t listen," Xiong Wenwen said, seeing Yang Jian standing there, frowning in thought, and she pouted, "If I had had a premonition about that ghost, it would have been toast."

"Even with your premonition, it would have made no difference, the one in action was me. This thing could disappear in the instant I made my move; there must be some other reason, it can’t be that I did something wrong."

Yang Jian replied, glancing at her. He had indeed given his all, attacking with the ferocity of a lion pouncing on a rabbit.

"However, ghosts are different from one another; at least so far, I’ve never encountered two that were the same. To deal with this thing, we need to keep interacting with it, until finally we understand its abilities, patterns of action, and methods of killing... I originally wanted to bypass all these factors and seize it directly, but it seems I was a bit too naïve."

"But at least I can be certain of one thing: this ghost definitely has no physical form, it may well be a purely mental existence."

Yang Jian made a bold conjecture.

If this ghost was indeed the one with a newspaper capable of altering memories, then if he thought about it more carefully, had Yang Jian ever seen the ghost’s true form since he encountered it?

The answer was no.

He, too, had been attacked by that ghost, but the first time it appeared it did so in the guise of Yang Jian’s deceased father, and the second time it masqueraded as Zhao Lei.

In other words, the ghost had no identity of its own.

No identity meant non-existence.

Non-existence could imply a purely mental presence.

Hence, Yang Jian had a feeling that the memory-altering ghost might not be as straightforward as one might think. If Zhao Lei were still alive, he would surely know more, but unfortunately, he was dead. However, his urgent wish before dying for Yang Jian to quickly deal with that apparition had to have been for a reason.

It was just that he couldn’t comprehend Zhao Lei’s sense of urgency at the time.

"Since the action failed, perhaps we should just leave for now," suggested Xiong Wenwen, involuntarily moving closer to Yang Jian, her large eyes scanning nervously from side to side, "Staying here, don’t you feel afraid?"

Fearing that someone might suddenly appear from some dark place.

"Actions must be taken step by step, I had already devised two plans before, one was to act unconventionally and directly use all means to forcibly detain the ghost, which would avoid meaningless collisions and consumption, since you can foresee the future and I have the means, but now this plan has been obstructed, however, I still don’t plan to give up and have decided to give it another try." Yang Jian turned around, took out a body bag, and then heavily placed it on a nearby dining table. ɽáɴỗʙÈS

He opened the bag and took out a candle from inside.

"Is this a Ghost Candle?" Xiong Wenwen recognized the item.

Yang Jian tore off the layer of gold foil wrapping the Ghost Candle, preparing to light it when Xiong Wenwen suddenly jumped in fright, "Damn it, Yang Jian, are you crazy? That’s a white Ghost Candle, it will attract the ghosts over."

Lighting a red Ghost Candle can prevent a person from being killed by a ghost, but a white Ghost Candle has the opposite function and can lure ghosts out.

"No, no, you can’t light it, that’s practically seeking death, I don’t want to seek death with you."

Xiong Wenwen’s face turned pale as he grabbed Yang Jian’s hand to stop him from lighting the candle.

"You also said before, there’s more than one ghost here, if you draw out all the ghosts of this hotel and you can’t withstand them, won’t you be endangering me? I am still a child, you can’t harm me like this."

"Of course, I understand, but this is the most direct method, isn’t it?" Yang Jian wasn’t angered by his interference, but spoke very seriously, "Drawing out that ghost and taking the initiative to attack increases our chances of success. If we play hide and seek with several ghosts in this hotel, it’s very likely we will end up like Tong Qian."

"This hotel is definitely not as simple as it seems, Zhao Lei chose this place for a reason and not anywhere else."

"You said it yourself, this hotel is not simple, so you must be more careful. Even if you want to light it, don’t do it now. Who goes all out at the start of the game? If the ghost you’re looking for doesn’t appear, and instead something else does, we will die."

Xiong Wenwen desperately didn’t want Yang Jian to light the white Ghost Candle.

Because he had learned his lesson about this in the past.

He thought he was only luring out a ghost, but as a result, he summoned some unexpected horror.

That time, Xiong Wenwen survived thanks to his precognition, but everyone else fell victim.

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered with hesitation; he certainly understood that what Xiong Wenwen said made sense.

The horror of the hotel was not limited to one place, and he was also worried that lighting this white Ghost Candle would serve as a signal to bring out all the ghosts, in which case it would no longer be about detaining a ghost but rather about sending themselves to death.

There were risks, but if successful, this could quickly resolve the incident, after all, high risk, high reward.

"One minute, no, just thirty seconds, I need to confirm whether that ghost is still nearby. If it is and we leave, we might inadvertently let the ghost escape."

Yang Jian decided to make one more attempt.

He didn’t quite believe that his actions had had no effect at all.

The Ghost Domain was still present, and the ghost might still be lingering nearby, or might even be right beside him.

And the human face on this plate also proved that what they encountered was greatly related to the one that tampered with Zhao Lei.

Ignoring Xiong Wenwen’s fear, Yang Jian took out a lighter and resolutely lit the white Ghost Candle.

Unlike the red Ghost Candle, which emits an eerie green flame, the light from the white candle was black.

This black candlelight was even more bizarre than the green one. Merely lighting it caused the nearby Ghost Domain to be eroded, covered by a layer of darkness that resembled smog or a bottomless abyss, seemingly cutting off all interference from the outside world and connecting to some incomprehensible, strange place.

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