Chapter 145: He Qiong
Hong Ze stood frozen in place like a fool, his teeth chattering, finding it hard to believe.
But the warm fresh blood on his face constantly reminded him that everything before his eyes was real.
The Ghost Face Jiang Shan, who was hailed as the “World’s Number One Ghost Wielder” in the Supernatural Circle, was dead!
He died without any warning, like fish meat on a cutting board, unable to make any resistance, and was easily killed right in front of him!
“Even a top-tier Ghost Wielder like Jiang Shan is so fragile and vulnerable in front of a ghost?”
Recalling the terrifying scene of Jiang Shan’s head breaking off just now, Hong Ze couldn’t help but shiver all over, but the next scene shocked him even more:
“Jiang Shan’s head fell off from the ghost attack, but he still hasn’t died?!”
In his shocked gaze,
Jiang Shan’s headless body seemed unaffected at all.
He walked precisely to the head floating on the water, picked it up, and placed it back on his neck.
Whatever nerve signals controlling the body,
Whatever “body moves with the spirit” from Traditional Chinese Medicine texts.
All medical theories crumbled like a castle in the air at this moment; in front of the supernatural, the tower of wisdom built by humanity over thousands of years collapsed with a crash.
At this moment,
The Blood Ghost’s supernatural was rapidly repairing Jiang Shan’s body in an incomprehensible way.
Viscous black blood surged at the broken neck, and the Blood Ghost’s supernatural forcibly reconnected Jiang Shan’s head to his neck.
“My current state is different from Yang Jian when he was attacked by Fang Shiming back then. Although he controlled the Dead Machine’s Headless Ghost Shadow at the time, he hadn’t become an Anomaly yet. If not for becoming a Half-Anomaly, I might have faced the same predicament as Yang Jian.”
“The Dead Person Ghost Face is suppressed by the Ghost Pool’s supernatural, while the Blood Ghost can briefly suppress the Ghost Characters. Although this only lasts a few hours, it’s already enough.”
At this moment,
After his head was reattached to his body, Jiang Shan’s clear consciousness began operating again, starting to think about the next action.
“This attack came too strangely. There’s no ghost within thirty meters around. The possibility of me triggering some ghost’s Killing Pattern is very low. It seems some guy launched an attack on me through some medium.”
“Pa!”
When the eerie candle flame lit up.
“Ghost Candle!”
Seeing Jiang Shan light the Ghost Candle, the panicked and uneasy Hong Ze couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Glancing at the stable candle flame, he looked at Jiang Shan with a face full of worry and said softly:
“Minister Jiang, a-are you alright?”
“I’m fine. Keep walking.” Jiang Shan said.
“Ah? Keep walking?”
Seeing Jiang Shan acting as if nothing had happened, already holding the Ghost Candle and continuing to walk in a certain direction, Hong Ze didn’t say anything more and immediately followed.
Regarding the culprit behind this attack, Jiang Shan already had an answer in his heart.
If it was some ghost from the Ghost Pool launching the attack, he shouldn’t be the only one targeted; he and Hong Ze had been moving almost identically along the way.
Silent and speechless, walking mechanically.
This was to avoid unnecessary actions that might trigger a ghost’s Killing Pattern; he did it intentionally.
“If it was that ghost that kills by stealing people’s lifespan, its attack method absolutely wouldn’t be so violent. It’s more like a kind of stealing, or rather, enhancement?”
“Then the most suspicious ghost in the Ghost Pool is only one: the Short Old Man-like Ghost suspected to be controlled by Shen Bao.”
Although he had guessed roughly, Jiang Shan ignored it.
Leaving aside whether Shen Bao even had the ability to launch a second attack, even if he could, Jiang Shan himself had no countermeasures.
Rather than standing in place in panic and fear, it was better to do more things.
Since that ghost’s attack didn’t kill Jiang Shan outright,
For the subsequent attacks, he could completely survive them almost unscathed with the Blood Ghost.
His head and neck just hurt a bit, and breathing was a little leaky.
No big deal.
Back then, Yang Jian’s head was cut in half by Fang Shiming, but he still went about his business as usual.
Continuing toward the positioning of He Qiong’s satellite phone, in the next twenty minutes, Jiang Shan encountered no further attacks.
And as he was about to approach that positioning, the Ghost Pool’s pool water unusually began to recede.
Even at the end, the pool water in a certain area of the Ghost Pool completely disappeared, and a piece of fetid muddy ground Weirdnessly appeared in Jiang Shan’s eyes.
The surrounding pool water rippled, yet in the pool water, there was a spot completely isolated, defying the laws of physics!
Seeing this scene for the first time, Hong Ze frowned tightly, while Jiang Shan’s expression showed no change.
All of this still seemed sparse and ordinary in his eyes, as long as no ghost attacked him, no supernatural erosion, and no curse outbreak.
Even if all the men in this world turned into traps, he wouldn’t be too surprised.
In front of the supernatural,
Forget Newton, Mendeleev, Aristotle—even if Jesus came, he’d have to take a few slaps before leaving.
“Minister Jiang, do you think the lotus flowers in that muddy ground are a bit different from those in this Ghost Pool?”
Walking along,
Hong Ze suddenly pointed to the distance and said doubtfully.
Because his body hadn’t been fully repaired by the Blood Ghost’s supernatural yet, Jiang Shan’s body was still uncoordinated, let alone his sensory organs.
His current vision was no different from being four or five hundred degrees nearsighted.
Beyond five meters,
He couldn’t distinguish between people and animals.
So Jiang Shan didn’t respond and continued walking forward silently.
“The Ghost Pool’s suppression has disappeared.”
The moment he stepped into that muddy patch, the previous oppressive, stifling feeling on Jiang Shan vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented sense of relief surging in his heart.
When the familiar chilling sensation came to his face, he looked at the “lotus flowers” planted in the mud before him, his eyes narrowing.
After hesitating for a moment,
Jiang Shan didn’t use his Ghost Domain to cover this area. After all, the essence of Ghost Domain was also an extension of supernatural power, and supernatural clashing with supernatural would lead to confrontation.
He was about to find He Qiong’s satellite phone, so there was no need to stir up trouble.
“Living people?”
As he ventured deeper, Jiang Shan finally understood what Hong Ze meant earlier.
Looking at the living person before him, still with a cold face, body showing eerie plant fiberization features like lotus roots, he frowned.
“Minister Jiang, they’re not dead yet, this…”
Hong Ze glanced at the countless living people treated as lotus flowers before him, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his voice weak as he continued:
“There! Minister Jiang! Look over there! There’s someone over there who still has consciousness. She seems to be looking at us!”
Following Hong Ze’s gaze, Jiang Shan’s expression suddenly changed.
The one with eyes tightly closed, looking toward him, was no other,
It was He Qiong, the second Person in Charge of Dachun City, who had been missing for a month!
