Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Chapter 63 The Blood of the Ghostly Wardrobe Remaining on the Door Frame

The next day.

Chu Mo drove the Ghost Domain towards Z City early in the morning.

Just to be on the safe side, he brought along Yan Li on this trip.

The Caesars Hotel is too dangerous a place. Even when Yang Jian came later, he had to walk close to the wall.

However, the severe ghost blood can suppress most vengeful ghosts, making it much easier to deal with them.

Not long after.

The two arrived in Z City and stood in front of a magnificent hotel.

"arrive."

Chu Mo handed several talismans to Yan Li and reminded him, "Follow me closely once we go in. This place is far more dangerous than any of the supernatural events we've encountered before."

Yan Li immediately became serious upon hearing this.

If a place can make Brother Chu feel dangerous, then it must be truly dangerous.

He took the talisman and glanced at the words "Caesars Grand Hotel" written on the hotel sign. He didn't dare to linger and quickly followed.

The hotel lobby was brightly lit and exuded luxury; there was nothing strange about it at all—it was just a normally operating hotel.

But Chu Mo knew that the Caesars Hotel where he was currently located was just a medium connecting to reality.

The actual Caesars Grand Hotel is located deep within an extra corridor on the fourth floor.

Similar to the Ghost Street in Taiping Ancient Town, it can only be entered by specific people or under specific conditions.

Moreover, the hotel only truly opens at 10 PM every night.

By then, ghosts will roam the hotel, and the danger will increase exponentially.

At this point, Tong Qian had not yet been attacked by the newspaper ghost, but the cashier at the front desk had already been affected.

Upon seeing Chu Mo and Yan Li arrive, she gave a strange smile. "Welcome, guests. Are you here to check in?"

Chu Mo didn't reply, but instead took out a newspaper and stuck it on the other person's face.

As the newspaper fell away, the saleswoman's face appeared on the paper.

On the face, there was a line of crooked and twisted text strangely imprinted on it.

[Observe everyone entering and leaving the hotel, especially Chu Mo and Yang Jian.]

"As expected of the newspaper ghosts, they're really careful with this stuff."

Chu Mo squinted, wiped the writing off the face mask, and stuck it back on the other person's face.

It's not worth wasting a single derivative newspaper opportunity on an ordinary person's behalf, rather than altering unnecessary memories.

Moreover, after the newspaper ghost alters the counter girl's memories, the information she receives will essentially be captured by the newspaper ghost immediately.

This ghost is a purely spiritual being with no real identity; any living person whose memories are influenced by it can become its identity.

The saleswoman in front of me is good, and so was Zhao Lei before.

But this must be within the scope of the ghost's influence.

After passing the reception desk, Chu Mo did not go to the second floor, but instead took the elevator to the fourth floor.

There, there exists an unknown corridor that leads to the very end, and at the end of that corridor lies the real Caesars Grand Hotel.

The elevator doors opened quickly. Like the other floors of the hotel, this place had a rather eerie feel.

After passing by room after room, the two finally stopped at the crossroads of a dark and deep road.

The road ended in darkness, like an entrance to hell, especially with the tightly closed doors on both sides of the passage adding to the eeriness.

"Brother Chu, the house numbers in this corridor seem to be different."

Yan Li pointed to the nearest door, which was not marked with a number like 401, but rather started from 1 and continued to extend inwards.

Moreover, the door has an old European style and looks very old. The wood paint on the door has peeled off, and there is only a brass number hanging on it.

It's room number 1.

"This is it."

Chu Mo remembered correctly; that was indeed the correct room number for the Caesars Grand Hotel.

He warned, "Be careful not to step on the red carpet on the floor. Footprints will attract the ghost in the hotel. That ghost is terrifying; if it targets you, you're unlikely to survive."

Chu Mo walked around the carpet and pressed himself against the wall. He certainly didn't dare to confront the tall male corpse head-on.

It wasn't that the ghost was too terrifying, but rather that the machete in its hand could resurrect the vengeful spirit with a single blow if it triggered the footprint medium.

Of course, given the inherent advantage of having a storyline, this situation naturally won't occur.

"The room the ghost wardrobe gave us is number 13. Will that ghost really be trapped inside?"

Chu Mo was unsure, so he could only continue deeper into the corridor.

Yan Li swallowed hard. He glanced at the red carpet on the ground, covered with dense black footprints, as if it had been stepped on many times.

And it seems that each time, someone inexplicably dies from a ghostly attack.

After the two walked through nine rooms and came to a crossroads, Chu Mo stopped at the intersection.

With his ghostly eyes scanning the room, he noticed that the numbers in the rooms ahead were right next to his own. So, expanding his ghostly domain, he led Yan Li straight to room number 13.

All the rooms along the way were tightly closed, including room number 13.

The location given by the ghost cabinet was correct; even the room plaque is still here.

What surprised him most was that there were many bright red bloodstains around the room.

The bloodstains were very fresh, as if they had just spilled out.

"This isn't my ghost blood, but it feels very similar. Could there be another kind of ghost blood here?"

With that thought in mind, Yan Li reached out and touched the blood-stained door frame, then simply covered it with his own ghost blood.

But at that moment, almost the same blood began to seep out from inside the door frame.

Yan Li was startled and immediately withdrew his hand.

"This is... the blood of the Ghost Closet."

Chu Mo squinted. If the Ghost Cabinet agreed to lock the newspaper ghost's location for three days, then it was very likely that this thing had indeed used the simplest and most brutal method to confine the ghost here, and for a full three days.

Of course, whether this is true or not, we'll only know the answer once that door is opened.

At the same time.

Another direction from the Caesars Hotel.

Two people who didn't seem to belong to this era crossed a crossroads. The man in the lead was wearing a long robe and dragging a large knife in his hand.

"Zhang Xianguang, we need to find the chain hidden in the hotel as soon as possible. I have a clue about the mummy bride, and it's very close. If everything goes smoothly, as long as we find the ghost painting and create a person with the same face as the female ghost in the painting, we can successfully complete our plan."

The ghost tamer on the left, named Zhang Xian, whispered a reminder, appearing quite excited.

Even so, he still obediently walked along the edge of the corridor, afraid of stepping on the carpet covered with footprints.

"No rush. Even if the mummy bride appears in the real world, there won't be any problems in the short term. The wedding dress and veil are ominous and extremely dangerous. The ghost tamers of this era probably can't handle them."

Zhang Xianguang appeared more composed than Zhang Xian, seemingly quite knowledgeable about the ghost on the dried-up bride.

Not long after.

The group stopped beside an old door. Zhang Xianguang glanced at the doorplate and his expression shifted slightly.

"arrive."