“There is really a problem with this hotel.”

Huang Quan chuckled, this was exactly what he wanted. He was not afraid of ghosts, but feared that there were no ghosts.

Although Huang Quan didn't find out when he checked before, it didn't matter.

Maybe this ghost is in a supernatural space, but this supernatural space can alternate with reality. The place where it alternates is this hotel.

Then the evil ghost followed this point and invaded reality.

"I don't know how many ghosts I can meet in this wave. It seems that there are quite a few ghosts in the Caesar Hotel."

Black is invading, and ghost domain is spreading.

The black ghost realm belonging to the Yellow Spring swept everything like a tide, pulling everything around into the world of its own ghost realm.

"Si~Si~"

The hotel's lights began to flash, as if they were disturbed by unknown forces.

The lights were not turned off, but they were useless, and the surrounding environment still turned black.

The ghost realm of the underworld, which was as dark as the underworld, was extremely dark, and even the light was swallowed up.

"Tread!Tread!"

As the ghost realm expanded, a dull footsteps sounded, and the shadows in the ghost realm began to sway in the hotel.

Huang Quan himself also changed. He took out a box made of gold from his pocket and opened it.

Three rusty coffin nails lie quietly inside.

These three coffin nails were obtained by Huangquan from the ghost controler named Xia Yu in Dahan City.

At some point, the casual clothes on Huang Quan disappeared, replaced by a black shroud worn by a dead man.

A black chain was also wrapped around his arm.

Faced with such a strange scene, the female front desk of the Caesar Hotel did not change at all, and she still had that professional and even had a mechanical smile.

"Is it not a ghost or a ghost-controlling person, but I retained the characteristics of a living person. Has the will be eroded by the power of the evil ghost?" Huang Quan guessed.

The current state of the female front desk is very special. She is neither a ghost nor a ghost-controller, nor an ordinary living person.

According to Huang Quan's understanding, this is an alternative ghost slave.

The body looks normal, and there is no difference between being an ordinary person, but in fact, the consciousness has been invaded by evil spirits.

Huang Quan ignored the female front desk. He disappeared in the lobby on the first floor and floated down the stairs to the second floor.

The shadow did not disappear with it, and began to wander around the hall.

For a moment, there was only the dull footsteps of Shadow in the entire hall.

It seemed that the target was not discovered, and the shadow began to walk towards the stairs, step by step towards the upstairs.

It was still there, leaving a lot of footprints.

The female front desk of the Caesar Hotel did not move at all, and just stood quietly in place without moving.

The second floor leading to the hotel are two curved stairs on the left and right. The marble architectural style looks very exquisite. There is a red carpet under your feet, so that you can walk on it without slipping and falling.

However, a black footprint was left on this red territory.

It seemed to be burnt, and it seemed to be stained with ink, and it also emitted a strong stench of corpse.

This is the black mark of the decay of the corpse after walking through the carpet.

"Footprints are from the first floor to the second floor."

When Huang Quan saw that the direction of the footprint extended to the back of a gate on the second floor, it disappeared.

Huang Quan looked back and found that there were no black footprints in the direction he came. I don’t know if it was because the lobby was a floor tiles or because someone had cleaned it up and could not identify the source of the black footprint.

"Did a ghost pass by here not long ago?" A strange scene was constructed in his mind.

"So, is the ghost on the second floor now?"

Huang Quan followed the footprint and flew over the stairs and came to the gate on the second floor.

The double-open European-style glass door can easily see the situation inside.

The corridor on the second floor was pitch black.

The light inside did not light up, it was dim. Huangquan looked around and didn't feel anything was wrong. Everything seemed normal.

"This hotel is very special. Some perceptions of the ghost domain are blocked. No wonder no abnormalities were seen outside before."

Huang Quan closed his eyes and felt it, and found that the Ghost Domain could be used normally, but his perception seemed to be affected by a supernatural power.

This hotel has evil ghosts or supernatural items that can affect the ghost realm.

"If the ghost who loves reading newspapers has come to this hotel, it should be on the second floor." Huang Quan thought to himself.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Huang Quan seemed to have discovered something, and his body suddenly disappeared and appeared directly in front of a gate on the second floor.

Through the door, you can vaguely see inside covered with white cloth, clean dining tables, and fresh flowers are inserted on them. This is the hotel restaurant.

At this time, many tenants were sitting at the dining table to dine. For a moment, the "ding-ding-dang-dang" tableware intersected continuously.

Seeing this scene, Huang Quan couldn't help but frown.

"Like the female front desk in the hotel, are they all people invaded by evil spirits?"

What the tenants did not eat was normal food, but raw meat with blood.

Huang Quan knew that it was not the so-called edible raw beef, or even the meat of animals, but...

Among the tenants who were dining, a strange figure deeply attracted Huang Quan's attention.

Unlike other tenants, it was a man wearing leather shoes, suits and ties, but couldn't see clearly.

The reason why I couldn't see clearly was because the man held a bloody newspaper in both hands, blocking his face.

"Ghost newspaper!" Huang Quan narrowed his eyes.

Huang Quan knew this posture was the target he was looking for, the newspaper ghost who could modify his memory.

Without opening the door, Huang Quan disappeared outside the door and appeared directly at the newspaper ghost's dining table, reaching out to stab the newspaper ghost.

In his hand, he held a rusty coffin nail.

It seemed as if Huang Quan felt the movements of Huang Quan. The newspaper ghost slowly put the newspaper down, revealing a familiar face of Huang Quan.

"Yang Jian?"

Huang Quan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized.

The newspaper ghost slowly put his arm down, and at this moment he showed Yang Jian's face.

However, on this "Yang Jian"'s face, the eyes were blank, just like a clear photo was cut away several parts.

The face is not perfect.

"The original work does seem to be a passage. The ghost newspaper became Yang Jian's father. When Yang Jian reacted, he attacked Yang Jian and got Yang Jian's face, but it was not complete." Huang Quan thought of the plot at the beginning of the original work.

Just as Huangquan was stunned, a huge change occurred in the restaurant, and the tenants who were dining suddenly stopped.

The clothes of these tenants are different, including men and women, but their actions are surprisingly consistent.

He raised his stiff hands, and at some point, everyone was holding a newspaper in his hand. Huang Quan just glanced a little and found that there were at least twenty or thirty people.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the restaurant, and the newspapers in the hands of the tenants were swept up and moved by the cold wind. One side of each newspaper was stained with blood, and there was a contour of a human face on it.

Huang Quan didn't care too much about these.

The darkness around it became stronger and stronger. At this moment, the intensity of the ghost domain in Huangquan rose sharply.

From the first level of ghost domain, it directly rises to the fifth level of ghost domain.

A black light flashed, and the bloody newspapers blown by the wind, the tenants in the restaurant, and even dining tables, chairs and other items disappeared.

He was sent away by Huang Quan in the fifth-level ghost domain and sent to a supernatural space that can only be reached by the sixth-level ghost domain.

When the things were just sent away, the blood-stained red newspaper in the newspaper ghost's hand disappeared in his hand.

Start flying in the ghost realm of the Yellow Springs. This is the real source, which is different from the newspapers sent away before.

There is a contour of a human face in the newspaper, with a terrifying evil nature. As the thing flutters, a cold wind seems to blow in the ghost realm.

The blood-stained red newspapers were filled with terrifying supernatural powers, as if they wanted to tear the ghost realm of Huangquan apart.

"Do you think I'm Yang Jian's ghost eye? The newspaper covers the eyes, but you cover the coffin and show me." Huang Quan sneered.

It seemed that the blood-stained newspaper could not tear open the ghost realm of the underworld. The newspaper ghost stood up and wanted to do something.

However, when he had just made some moves, Huang Quan directly pinched the newspaper ghost's neck with his other hand.

Suppression, formed.

The newspaper ghost was obviously unable to resist Huang Quan's suppression, and his whole body stood still.

Huang Quan didn't even look at the old blood-stained red newspaper. The coffin nail in his hand stabbed directly on the forehead of the newspaper ghost in front of him.
To be continued...