I’ve just finished with the busy work, it’ll take a few days at least.
“By the way, where’s Yang Jian? He was just here eating kebabs, why did he disappear all of a sudden?” Luo Su Yi realized that Yang Jian was no longer on the recliner next to him after chugging a bottle of beer.
Huang Fei said, “He went back to his room and took away all the skewers we just roasted.”
“Damn, can this guy eat that much?” said Luo Su Yi. “Won’t he burst from overeating?”
“Shush, keep your voice down, or you’ll get beaten up,” Huang Fei said with some concern.
Luo Su Yi scoffed, “I can’t be killed anyway, what’s there to be afraid of?”
“…”
His words were assertive and seemingly flawless, one might think he was challenging Yang Jian to a fight.
At this moment, Yang Jian was sitting in his room eating skewers with a blank expression, methodically chewing the roasted beef in his mouth, while an array of faces with clear features were laid out before him.
A stench of rotting corpse filled the air.
Some of the faces had been removed from their owners for too long and had decayed, but most were still relatively intact.
Yang Jian continued to eat while controlling the Headless Ghost Shadow to sort through the pile of faces.
Each face represented an identity, a person’s memories, and putting on that face meant that the person could be resurrected in another’s body.
This bizarre method was akin to an alternative form of resurrection.
And, Yang Jian had come up with an extremely crazy idea.
If swapping faces onto a body could bring a person back to life, what if that body belonged to a ghost?
Could a person control a ghost’s body? In that case, the ghost would essentially possess human memories.
So, what would such a hybrid ultimately be, human or ghost?
“I might try it someday, but I don’t have a ghost’s body right now, not a single one,” Yang Jian murmured, slightly furrowing his brow as he kept eating the skewers.
He had seen ghosts with bodies before, but not many.
For instance, the Door Knocking Ghost, the ghost with a knife in Caesar Hotel of Z city, and the Crying Tomb Ghost, Dried Corpse Bride… However, unfortunately, he couldn’t deal with a single ghost at the moment.
“Forget it, I’ll think about this problem later. The priority now is how to solve the current issue.”
Yang Jian suddenly stared at one of the faces and zoned out.
The Headless Ghost Shadow stood before him, holding a woman’s human skin mask in its hands, featuring a beautiful visage with a noble bearing, clearly the face of a beautiful woman.
However, this face belonged to Tong Qian.
The real Tong Qian was dead, only this face remained, even her body had been claimed by a ghost.
Yang Jian could no longer attach Tong Qian’s face back to her body.
Her original body was no longer suitable.
The only option was to find her another body and attach the face before it decayed any further.
“There were many faceless corpses in room 13 of the hotel before. Although most of them are dead now, some still show vital signs… But there are other hauntings in that place, and I don’t want to make another trip just for a body.”
Yang Jian thought about it and decided it wasn’t worth the risk for a single corpse.
And he did have another body at his disposal.
A living one.
Similarly faceless.
It was the body of his classmate, Zhao Lei.
He looked to the side.
Zhao Lei’s body lay on the bed, still showing signs of life, but this state wouldn’t last much longer; the body would die in a day or two at most.
And during this time, Zhao Lei’s face had not been found.
Maybe it was already beyond recovery.
“Zhao Lei will die, and so will Tong Qian. Since that’s the case, let’s merge the two, allowing Tong Qian’s memories to live on in Zhao Lei’s body,” Yang Jian’s gaze flickered as he looked at Tong Qian’s face and then at Zhao Lei’s body.
This was his extreme way to remedy his regret.
It would not only save Tong Qian but also allow Zhao Lei to live on in another form.
“Should I really do this?”
However, as Yang Jian prepared to proceed, he couldn’t help but question his own conscience.
Changing identities and faces was a taboo against morality.
Would the newly resurrected Tong Qian accept this form of rebirth?
But if he didn’t do this, both Tong Qian and Zhao Lei would die. Yang Jian couldn’t find another face for Zhao Lei or another body for Tong Qian.
Using Zhao Lei’s body and Tong Qian’s face to create a new being was the best and most prudent solution.