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Chapter 17 The Whereabouts of the Old Newspapers (Please continue reading)

Lu Ming was almost certain that the one who placed these vengeful ghosts here was definitely the newspaper ghost.

After stealing so many memories using blood-stained old newspapers, the ghost also developed its own intelligence.

Who knows if the newspapers know that if the mummified bride attracts too many ghosts, it will cause the vengeful ghost inside Lu Ming to revive, so they set this trap.

Lu Ming's guess was correct.

boom!
With a final, dull thud, the tightly closed room was opened.

Inside, there was also an old wooden bed, its white bedding stained with blood and in a mess.

One by one, dark blue-black dead infants crawled out from under the bed. These dead infants were not supernatural derivatives like ghost slaves, but real vengeful ghosts that would take up the slots for summoning ghosts.

Judging from their physical appearance and the sound of their cries, they resembled dead infants.

But when they looked up, Lu Ming realized that the faces of these dead infants, covered in cold tears, were crisscrossed with wrinkles, just like those of an old person in their twilight years.

"The newspaper ghost had indeed planned my arrival in advance."

"Fortunately, no one dared to barge in. Dealing with a smart and fierce ghost like the Newspaper Ghost could really be dangerous if you're not careful."

As Lu Ming was thinking, he said to Yang Jian, who was outside the passageway behind him, "Yang Jian, come and help me hold back the ghost in this room!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian remained silent, but he immediately began to act.

He had just made an appointment with Lu Ming to work together to handle the paranormal events at the Caesars Hotel, and now it was time for him to make his move.

A ghost eye ripped open the skin on Yang Jian's forehead, and at the same time, a ghost eye on the back of his hand also tore open the skin. As these ghost eyes moved around, red light eroded into the passageway.

"I'll go help Lu Ming stall the ghost in the room. Lin Luomei, you find Zhao Lei's location."

Having said that, Yang Jian's figure had already disappeared into the red light of the Ghost Realm.

The remaining vengeful spirits were temporarily controlled by the mummified bride's summoning technique, so Yang Jian encountered no other obstacles and smoothly arrived at the last opened door.

He released the ghost rope he always carried with him, allowing the ghost to fully revive.

Having used the Ghost Rope so many times, Yang Jian had already mastered all the patterns of this ghost.

Torn straw ropes hung from mid-air, as if they were specially prepared for these ghosts.

The ghost rope attacked the dead baby.

The dense, ghostly ropes suspended each of the dead infants in mid-air.

But this supernatural struggle did not stop the dead infants from crying; they continued to struggle desperately, trying to break free from the ghost ropes.

Yang Jian was startled.

He could sense that these dead infants seemed to be a very special existence, and if they were allowed to struggle like this, the ghost rope would not be able to completely restrain them.

Yang Jian looked around the room. The room was very simply furnished, and apart from the blood-stained wooden bed, there was nothing particularly noteworthy.

"There might be something wrong with this wooden bed."

With this thought in mind, Yang Jian kicked out, intending to break the wooden bed apart.

But to his surprise, the wooden bed not only did not fall apart, but remained completely still.

The scene before them confirmed Yang Jian's idea; the blood-stained wooden bed was now imbued with an eerie aura.

Only a ghost can fight a ghost.

So, Yang Jian used his Ghost Domain to erode the wooden bed, enveloping it in a red light. Under the Ghost Domain's influence, the wooden bed disappeared from sight, revealing the scene beneath it.

After seeing what was under the bed, even Yang Jian, who had dealt with so many paranormal events, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

The problem isn't with the wooden bed, but with what's underneath it.

It was a swollen female corpse, her body swollen several sizes larger. The body seemed to have been stored for a long time. Her cold skin was covered with dense lividity, and her hair was disheveled and wet, as if it had just been soaked in water and had not been wrung out.

Her eyes had been gouged out, leaving only dark, empty eye sockets. Her mouth was also slightly open. Through these holes, it could be seen that the woman's entire head was empty, with nothing inside.

The most bizarre thing was that the woman's bloated belly was cut open, and from the bloody wound, dead infants with old men's faces kept crawling out.

"This is the source of this paranormal event. In other words, unless this female corpse is disposed of, the dead infants outside cannot be contained."

Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine, and he quickly used Ghost Shadow and Ghost Eye to suppress the vengeful ghost at its source.

Under the influence of the two ghosts, the woman's slightly open mouth finally closed, and the birth of the stillborn infant stopped.

"finished?"

The moment that thought crossed her mind, the woman's swollen belly grew even larger, and finally burst open like an overinflated balloon.

Torn pieces of flesh flew everywhere, staining the entire room with filthy blood.

The dead infants that had been hanging up had gradually calmed down, but after coming into contact with the flying filthy blood, their cries were deafening, and the eerie aura they emitted was even more terrifying than before.

"What a joke!"

Neglecting the female corpse under the bed was not an option, but dealing with it was still not an option. It could be said that everything the newspaper ghost had arranged in this room was a deadly trap.

Sensing that the ghost rope could no longer restrain the fierce ghost in the room, Yang Jian didn't care about anything else and hurriedly extended the red-glowing ghost domain outside the room.

Just moments before these stillborn infants were about to break free of their restraints.

Yang Jian left the room and slammed the door shut.

Bang bang bang bang!
The old-looking door kept shaking, as if something was frantically banging on it from behind.

Yang Jian took out the gold woven bag he had been carrying and covered the movable part of the doorknob, which finally calmed the crying and banging.

This dangerous situation is temporarily over.

Yang Jian gave Lu Ming a deep look, as well as the vengeful ghost swaying behind him.

There are too many terrifying things in this Caesars Grand Hotel; once you enter any room, it's not so easy to leave.

Yet Lu Ming managed to restrain so many vengeful ghosts all by himself.

"For a demon tamer like this, as long as he has no evil intentions, not joining the headquarters is actually a better choice."

For some reason, Yang Jian suddenly had this thought.

Outside the passageway.

Lin Luomei, one of the three members of the Dahai City trio, was pale and her lips were trembling; she looked very nervous.

The vengeful spirit that Lin Luomei controls is the Ghost Voice. To avoid accidentally harming others, she cannot speak directly.

Lin Luomei pulled out a megaphone from somewhere and said to Yang Jian, "Found it. Keep going forward, turn right at the fork in the road... Zhao Lei's room number is 13."

(End of this chapter)