Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 158 Surveillance Outside the Hotel
Sadako's ghost realm receded, and a large number of heads were moved over and gathered together, their colors overlapping. Wang Liang, using the ghost camera, could not immediately determine the source.

But he still took pictures of the area in front of him, choosing to decapitate everyone at once.

Click.

But after the flash, the heads were still in the air, while Wang Liang disappeared from the spot.

The ghost camera fell downwards, and a photo of Wang Liang was printed out on the way.

But the next second, Wang Liang in the photo moved strangely, came to the surface of the photo, and crawled out of it.

Wang Liang climbed out of the photo, immediately caught the ghost camera next to him, and used the Ghost Domain to stand still in the air again.

"They painted it red, and then it got out of control the second time. It was a bit disrespectful, was it because they took too many pictures of people's heads?"

Wang Liang speculated on one reason why the red-painted ghost camera went out of control, but it was also possible that it was just bad luck.

After all, the red paint formed from ghost blood only reduces the probability of losing control, but it doesn't mean it won't lose control.

However, due to the loss of control and being trapped in the camera, which wasted a few seconds, the more than twenty heads in the air were now scattered by a strange gust of wind and drifted towards Wang Liang, dispersing around the newly appeared Wang Liang.

Such a distance seems to trigger the killing pattern of the human head balloon.

Wang Liang could feel a strange, cold sensation suddenly appear around his neck, making his head feel like it was about to detach upwards.

But as soon as this chilling attack occurred, Wang Liang's neck skin began to turn red, and drops of bright, viscous blood seeped from under his skin, completely enveloping his neck.

The strange sensation of the head separating disappeared, and the eerie attack of the human-headed balloon was blocked by Wang Liang using Sadako's ghost blood.

Wang Liang noticed that when he was attacked, the eyes of several heads had already opened, their gazes cloudy and lifeless as they stared at him, and they were quite close to him.

This led Wang Liang to initially speculate that the killing pattern of the human head balloon might be related to gaze and distance.

The tall, sinister figure of the Slit-Mouthed Woman appeared beside Wang Liang, her hideous, torn mouth twitching, and the eerie, multi-evil energy from her slit mouth spread outwards.

The heads in the air were affected, their mouths quickly curling upwards, tearing all the way to their ears.

These heads had no bodies to begin with; they were just heads floating in the air. Now, with a bloody gash forming on their mouths, they looked even more bizarre and terrifying.

As each head was torn from the corner of its mouth to its earlobe, the chilling sensation on my head instantly subsided.

As if they had lost some kind of supernatural support, the heads could no longer float in the air and began to fall downwards.

Soon, after a wave of attacks, only a withered, rotting human head remained in the air.

The head was bald, as if it had fallen out completely. The skin on its face was rotting, and the flesh was oozing pus. In some places, the yellowed skull could be faintly seen. The degree of decay was so high that it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female. It emitted a foul stench.

That's the source of the human head balloon. The other demon servants can't resist the Slit-Mouthed Woman's supernatural attacks on their own; only the source can.

The remaining rotting human head drifted closer to Wang Liang, its tightly closed eyes trembling, and its half-rotten eyelids showing a tendency to open.

But next second.

Click.

Wang Liang took a photo of the rotting human head alone.

After a flash of light, the ghost camera did not malfunction. The rotting head in front of it vanished instantly, and the ghost camera printed out a gray-white photo, which showed the rotting head from just moments before.

The detention was successful.

Blood seeped from Wang Liang's hand, which was holding the photograph, engulfing it before returning to his grasp.

Wang Liang nodded. The situation had gone relatively smoothly. His various supernatural abilities were one thing, but he certainly had a wide enough repertoire to easily handle this vengeful ghost. After resolving the human head balloon incident, Wang Liang used his Ghost Domain to bury all the human heads that had fallen and smashed onto a rooftop, shattering into pieces and leaving a bloody mess, deep underground.

Then, enveloped in gray light, it continued to transform into a rainbow and head towards the location of the Caesars Grand Hotel.

And this was right when Wang Liang was dealing with the human head balloons.

In an area in the south of Z city, a tall woman in uniform was patrolling the streets on a small electric scooter. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and her sharp eyes made her look exceptionally capable.

She is Tong Qian, the person in charge of Z City. Because Z City has a small population and very few supernatural events, her usual responsibilities are not heavy, but she has a strong sense of responsibility and still insists on patrolling Z City every day.

But tonight, as she patrolled the southern part of the city, at a certain moment, the world in her eyes suddenly lost its color, and a thin mist made the streets in front of her appear somewhat hazy.

"This is!"

Tong Qian's expression changed, and the thought that there was something wrong with her eyes was only fleeting.

Whether it was the inexplicable restlessness emanating from the vengeful ghost on her body, or the bewildered state of other pedestrians on the street, it all indicated that this was not her problem.

"It's the Ghost Realm! Oh no!"

Tong Qian immediately took out her satellite phone, preparing to call headquarters for help, as the vengeful ghosts with their own domains were beyond her ability to handle.

But just a second or two later, before Tong Qian could even take out her phone, the faded scene disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

If it weren't for the chaos that occurred among the people and vehicles on the street, what just happened would have seemed like an illusion.

Tong Qian froze halfway through her movements, a question mark popping into her mind, wondering what was going on.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, she took out her phone and reported the matter to headquarters.

Wang Liang's figure appeared out of thin air outside a luxurious European-style hotel in the south of the city.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and his sudden appearance, as if he had been standing there all along, went unnoticed by anyone.

Wang Liang looked up at the luxury hotel and discovered that it was still open for business.

Although there were few people staying at the hotel, there were still some people; just now, someone was dragging their luggage out of the hotel.

Seeing the man walk out, Wang Liang frowned and stepped into the Caesars Hotel.

But just as he stood at the door, about to go in, he suddenly noticed someone watching him. This gaze made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable and caught his attention.

Wang Liang turned his head and saw a man carrying a briefcase standing on the side of the road next to the hotel, staring blankly at him at the hotel entrance.

Wang Liang frowned.

"Is something wrong?"

The man didn't speak, but just stood there, his lips twitching abnormally a few times, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Ha, a slave to the newspaper ghost?" Wang Liang sneered.

However, the presence of ghost servants monitoring the area is actually a good thing, indicating that the newspaper ghost has indeed appeared in the Caesars Hotel.

Wang Liang extended Sadako's ghost domain, but did not expand it completely, only covering the area where the Caesars Grand Hotel was located.

The surroundings had lost their color, but the person standing on the side of the road, although most of his body had faded, his face retained its original color.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that the skin condition of that person's face and neck is different, creating an unsettling and discordant effect.

That's not his face!
(End of this chapter)