Chapter 118: Supernatural Land Hidden In The Ripples
The hidden dangers in Dachun City have now been mostly handled by Jiang Shan.
Except for the President, the largest Freedom Fighters organization in the north, “Freedom Fighters,” has been nearly completely wiped out.
And today, the Headquarters’ special envoys have fully taken over Dachun City, even all the branches in the three provinces.
An independent, brand new system is attempting to be established.
Now the only thing the branch needs to do is for the Minister to convene a meeting to manage and control the city persons in charge of the three provinces and the Freedom Fighters Ghost Wielders.
But Jiang Shan has temporarily decided to put this matter on hold for a while.
After all, as long as he doesn’t die for a day,
The Ghost Wielders of these three provinces won’t be able to stir up too much trouble.
If he can’t handle the “Ghost Town in the Rain” Supernatural Event right now.
Judging by its current spreading speed.
In less than a month, this resurrecting Ghost Rain will envelop Dachun City.
At that time, the domestic side will have another S-level Supernatural Event.
Power and righteousness.
Jiang Shan still knows which is more important.
“Jiang Qingwu, tell me all the information on the current International Criminal Police in Dachun City.”
Looking at the city shrouded in heavy rain on the other side of the bridge, Jiang Shan calmly lit a cigarette and spoke into the satellite phone.
“Okay.”
Knowing the severity of the situation, Jiang Qingwu immediately replied.
In the time it took to smoke one cigarette, Jiang Qingwu’s voice came from the other end of the phone:
“Minister Jiang, the current International Criminal Police in Dachun City is He Qiong, female, 26 years old, a local Ghost Wielder in Dachun City, codename ‘Sleeping Ghost’, specific ability unknown.”
“Headquarters’ file records that He Qiong went missing eight days ago while investigating the ‘Free Men’ organization. According to satellite positioning, she is suspected to have gone missing in the Garden residential area in South Pass District of Dachun City.”
Jiang Shan asked: “Can we still locate the signal of her satellite phone now?”
From Wang Hu Zhi’s words and the spreading trend of the Ghost Town, it’s not hard to analyze
that He Qiong definitely has a huge connection with this Ghost Town in the Rain.
First, the Ghost Shopkeeper gave Wang Hu Zhi the task: to drive He Qiong into the Ghost Town;
Then, after He Qiong went missing, the Ghost Rain stopped spreading until today when it regained momentum.
After going back and forth,
This inevitably aroused suspicion in Jiang Shan’s heart.
“Ghosts can actively seek people, which means that person very likely has a Puzzle Piece Ghost that the Ghost needs.”
“Leaving aside whether the Ghost that He Qiong controls is a Puzzle Piece, just the fact that the Ghost Town in the Rain appeared a month ago, and He Qiong became a Ghost Wielder right at that time, shows she has an unclear connection with this Supernatural Event.”
The information that Ghosts will actively seek people to complete the Puzzle Piece is not something Jiang Shan made up.
In the original work, when Yang Jian went to Mingyue Residential Area in Dachun City to deliver mail to 301.
The Ghost Head of the Headless Ghost Shadow launched several attacks targeting Yang Jian, solely to kill Yang Jian and then control this important Puzzle Piece of the Headless Ghost Shadow.
Whether it was the Dead Machine Headless Ghost Shadow or the Ghost Head that steals the wisdom of the living, they both have an Instinct to seek out pieces to form a complete Ghost Shadow.
So Jiang Shan determined that the Ghost Shopkeeper’s purpose in letting He Qiong enter the Ghost Town was the same.
But he really couldn’t figure out what Puzzle Piece connection the “Sleeping Ghost” had with the Ghost Rain or the Ghost Shopkeeper.
If it was the Ghost Hotel, he might still understand,
After all, sleeping to death in the hotel.
That could still be barely understood.
“This Supernatural Land manifesting as Ghost Rain is very strange, strangely to the point of being unbelievable.” The more Jiang Shan thought, the more Weirdness he felt.
The “Ghost Post Office,” this special building, was man-made, specifically to cultivate top Ghost Wielders.
While places like “Slaughterhouse,” “Woods Old House,” “Endless Graveyard” are Supernatural Lands from the Republic of China period, created by top Ghost Wielders after their deaths to detain Fierce Ghosts or handle Fierce Ghosts.
But this “Ghost Town in the Rain” gave Jiang Shan a very Weird feeling.
Its first impression is like a man-made Supernatural Land, but its various manifestations are like a pure Ghost, yet it’s not entirely pure.
Strange.
Jiang Qingwu’s voice came from the satellite phone again:
“It can be done, but the signal is intermittent, sometimes appearing and sometimes not. Tracing the source of that signal requires specialized equipment; only a satellite positioning mobile phone from another person in charge can pinpoint the signal’s location.”
Suddenly the voice paused, then a middle-aged man’s voice rang out, continuing:
“Minister Jiang, I am Zhong Xia, the Headquarters’ special envoy and branch Vice Minister. If you are going to search for International Criminal Police He Qiong, please be extremely careful.”
“Based on the analysis of the last recording from He Qiong’s satellite phone, the Headquarters’ think tank has determined she likely entered a Supernatural Event similar to ‘Fierce Ghost Road’.”
“Headquarters has now sent the six Ghost Candles you requested to Dachun City. Because Headquarters attaches great importance to this Supernatural Event, they’ve also sent a Substitute Doll to the Minister, whose specific function is…”
After patiently listening to Zhong Hua’s explanation, Jiang Shan said:
“Send all the Red Ghost Candles and the Substitute Doll to me, take one White Ghost Candle, there’s a custom-made handbag on the table in my study room, remember to bring that too, and don’t let Cao Yang and other city persons in charge come to assist; they can’t help.”
If facing a Ghost Wielder, he might not be so cautious about death.
After all, Ghost Wielders are human.
As long as it’s human, he would have some reservations in his heart.
Perhaps because of status,
Or perhaps because of worry about Fierce Ghost Revival.
As long as the strength gap isn’t too great, there’s room for negotiation between Ghost Wielders.
Just like now, if Jiang Shan encountered Old Qin, even if Old Qin could easily kill him, the probability of that happening is low.
But Ghosts are different.
Even Peddlers, Ghost Cabinets and such Ghosts that don’t seem to kill proactively,
As long as it’s a Ghost, their most basic Killing Pattern and Instinct will never change.
Killing people,
Seeking Puzzle Pieces.
Three Red Ghost Candles, one Substitute Doll.
With this setup, even if this Ghost Town is Zhang Dong’s old house, Jiang Shan dares to stay there for half an hour.
“Yes, Minister, the Ghost Candles and handbag will be delivered within half an hour, I guarantee it.” Zhong Hua immediately replied.
After hanging up the phone,
Jiang Shan sat on a chair in a small shop, smoking, quietly waiting for the Ghost Candles to arrive.
“Young man, where did you buy this big brother? I can’t figure out smartphones, I just want one of these things. Back in the day, only millionaires could afford them. I’ll give you three hundred, young man, think about it, okay?”
An old man in the small shop stared at the satellite phone on Jiang Shan’s waist with gleaming eyes, hesitating for a full ten minutes before mustering the courage to speak.
The previous second the old man had just finished speaking,
The next second he took out four red bills from his wallet and placed them in front of Jiang Shan, continuing:
“How about this, your grandpa won’t let you lose out. I know it’s not easy to get one of these. Four hundred is all your grandpa’s pocket money. I also have some Furong Wang that my son bought, just fulfill your grandpa’s wish.”
“Young man, let me tell you, a few years ago in the mobile phone store, no one wanted them even for fifty-one, but suddenly no one sells them anymore. Your Grandpa Wang just likes this thing, sell it to me, okay?”
An old lady in the small shop quickly followed up.
Three provinces characteristic,
Never let words fall to the ground.
Jiang Shan looked at the old man’s sincere eyes without speaking, just silently handed him a cigarette and then chatted about everyday life.
Just as that old lady was about to introduce her daughter to Jiang Shan.
The extremely charming roar of an eight-cylinder engine attracted everyone’s attention in the small shop.
“What’s going on, is it war? So many military vehicles?”
“Don’t say, it really might be. My son told me that South Pass District has had a month’s rain because US spies launched some climate weapon to flood Dachun City. Haven’t you seen that bridge is sealed?”
Everyone looked in the direction the woman was pointing.
Not far from the small shop, the bridge leading to South Pass District had already been cordoned off.
There was even a temporary sentry post beside the cordon, specifically to block Dachun City residents from entering.
This was the document issued by Wang Xi, who had been lying in the hospital bed last night and organized it all night before issuing.
The document stated the two main things:
1. Orderly, secretive migration of all citizens in South City.
2. Prohibit all unrelated outsiders from entering the rainy area.
While everyone was chattering, the old lady introducing her daughter to Jiang Shan seemed to notice something and suddenly shouted loudly:
“Stop talking! They’re parking and coming this way!”
“Ah! Could there be spies here?!”
“What nonsense are you spouting? That Old Wang Tou is an old soldier personally awarded a gun by 502, that Old Zhao has three first-class merits, who here don’t you know? Even if your son had a sex change, they couldn’t be spies, wait…”
An old man in the crowd, as he spoke, his gaze involuntarily fell on Jiang Shan.
After all, he was the only outsider present.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense and Uneasy at some point.
The Old Wang Tou who wanted to buy the satellite phone earlier now stared at Jiang Shan with a hostile face.
As the door pushing sound rang out,
“Minister, I’ve brought what you wanted. Please be very careful with the next action.”
Zhong Hua, who pushed the door and entered, said with a serious face.
At the same time,
A group of special forces personnel followed closely behind Zhong Hua and walked in, making the already small small shop extremely crowded.
“Minister?!”
Although the people in the small shop didn’t know what this identity meant.
But looking at the “real guns” in the hands of the special forces around, this group of old men and women were stunned and shocked speechless for a moment.
Jiang Shan took the handbag from Zhong Hua’s hand, pointed at an old man in the crowd, and then said to Zhong Hua:
“After I leave, give a satellite phone to this old senior, not the positioning kind.”
“Yes!”
Zhong Hua was from the military background; he understood the situation instantly upon seeing the bullet hole on Old Wang Tou’s hand.
“Fifth Layer Ghost Domain cannot penetrate; looks like I have to walk in.”
After seeing the Silver Light unable to enter the Ghost Rain, Jiang Shan took out the satellite phone and turned on the positioning function.
The phones between Headquarters Ghost Wielders can mutually locate each other; this function is for convenient mutual support when teaming up to solve Supernatural Events.
“Signal is there, just across the bridge, in a not-too-far residential area.” Jiang Shan immediately confirmed a signal source on the phone screen.
Intermittent, flickering on and off, like poor signal contact.
“Memory is correct; the ‘Freedom Fighters” Ghost Wielder also entered the Ghost Town from here. This seems to be an entrance to the Ghost Town.”
“Can one leave the Ghost Town like Yang Jian left the Ghost Painting?”
Looking at the city shrouded in heavy rain, Jiang Shan couldn’t help but think.
He asked Zhong Hua for a Gold Bullet, then picked up the handbag, opened an umbrella, and walked onto the bridge.
As he gradually went deeper,
It started drizzling around, and the rain got heavier the further into the city.
“There’s no Supernatural in the rainwater; it seems it’s just a Medium. Wang Hu Zhi said any puddle of water can enter the Ghost Town; I still need to verify it.”
After walking off the bridge, Jiang Shan on the sidewalk was always Vigilantly observing the surroundings and trying to contact the rainwater with Ghost Characters.
But he found,
That rainwater pouring over hundreds of square kilometers had not a trace of Supernatural!
“This Ghost Rain is too Weird; I’ll first find the location of He Qiong’s satellite phone signal source and see if I can discover any special Pattern of this Ghost Rain.” Jiang Shan thought.
Because the memories seen through the Blood Ghost were very few.
So many Patterns of this Ghost Town and Ghost Rain still needed Jiang Shan to explore and find himself.
What he knew was only those more special Ghosts in the Ghost Hotel.
And he only knew of their Existence, not more details on certain things.
For example, Killing Patterns, attack methods.
He knew nothing about them.
Time passed minute by minute,
The rain got heavier,
The waterfall-like downpour hit the building glass, the city streets, making “dong dong” sounds, like countless fingers knocking the death knell.
Due to the continuous heavy rain plus inexplicable missing persons events, there was no human figure visible in the entire city.
“This rainwater…”
Looking at the rainwater converging into streams on the road, Jiang Shan frowned tightly; he noticed.
That rainwater forming streams slowly flowed into the sewer along the drainage ditches on both sides of the street.
This didn’t seem too strange.
After all, a megacity could handle months of heavy rain with its drainage system.
But the strange part was,
After a whole month of continuous rain,
The entire city seemed unaffected; the trees on both sides of the roads were still lush and green.
Although the air was filled with a decaying damp smell, that dampness felt more like from the Supernatural power of the Ghost Rain to Jiang Shan.
Different from Dafu’s returning southern dampness,
This damp chill was like wrapping one’s naked body in a quilt soaked in ice water in the twelfth lunar month; even the bones were soaked in dampness and cold.
After noting these anomalies in his mind, Jiang Shan held his umbrella and continued toward the signal location of He Qiong’s satellite phone.
As the rain intensified, an indescribable stench began to permeate the air, a mixture of decay and dampness.
“Ghost Domain still cannot spread.”
After several attempts, Jiang Shan completely gave up on the idea of using Ghost Domain to Devour the Supernatural.
If it were Ghosts with low Terror Level and scattered Puzzle Pieces, he could quickly judge using the Dead Face Ghost’s ability to Devour Supernatural.
This was developing the Ghost’s Ability.
Because of the extreme Balance of the Fierce Ghosts in his body, he dared to continuously exploit the Ghost’s Ability and try different uses.
Just like connecting Ghost Domains in a line.
If the Ghost controlled by someone has a very high Terror Level, it means that Ghost Wielder has a very high lower limit.
But the upper limit of a Ghost Wielder
Not only depends on how many Ghosts you control.
It also depends on the development of the Ghost’s Ability.
Even though Tong Qian’s crying laughing face Ghost had Dead Machine, her abilities were obvious to all.
And Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye discovered a series of Ghost Domain characteristics like stillness, Restart through repeated development.
The stench in the air grew thicker; Jiang Shan had arrived at the signal source location.
A fountain in a residential area park.
Due to long-term disuse, the fountain had stopped normal operation.
Jiang Shan scanned around and found no trace of the satellite phone; he checked the signal source again.
Confirmed correct.
“Looks like this is the entrance to that Ghost Town.” Jiang Shan thought.
The not-too-shallow pond in the fountain held a lot of rainwater, rippling endlessly under the impact of the storm.
In the layered ripples’ reflection, Jiang Shan saw a blurry, dilapidated rural town like from the 70s or 80s of the last century.
He unhesitatingly threw the Gold Bullet from his pocket into it.
No scene of the bullet falling to the pond bottom appeared as imagined.
Even this custom Gold Bullet seemed affected by the Supernatural Interference.
Clearly visible under the fountain was like hiding another world; the bullet disappeared in the ripples the instant it touched the pond water,
Followed by a thick stench emanating from the pond water.
“Marking the location doesn’t work here. My guess was right; rainwater is indeed the Medium, but the pattering rain can’t trigger some Pattern of this Ghost; it needs to reach a certain scale. This Ghost Rain is somewhat similar to the Ghost Dream.”
Back then, when Yang Jian suppressed the Ghost Dream corpse, the Ghost in the Ghost Dream invaded reality through rainwater to kill Yang Jian.
So Jiang Shan had been holding an umbrella, always paying attention to changes and anomalies in the surrounding rainwater.
But along the way, no Weird things happened.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Shan slowly extended his hand toward the pond. Since he decided to handle this Supernatural Event, he would see it through to the end.
This wasn’t overflowing with compassion,
But in this world, selfishness might let one live a long time.
With Jiang Shan’s current state, without frequent use of Fierce Ghosts, he could live five years, even eight.
He knew the future Plot direction clearly as a transmigrator.
But leaving aside the various unknown Unexpected Changes already in this world, what would happen in the Supernatural Circle later was still unknown.
Just because he was a Ghost Wielder, even a top Ghost Wielder of this era.
With this identity, it was hard for him to stay out of it.
If he didn’t experience more Supernatural Events, try to find and Control Ghosts more compatible with himself.
Blindly clinging to survival was no way out.
Handling the “Ghost Town in the Rain” was not only because of the Minister identity, but also Jiang Shan seeking a way out and planning for the future.
“My finger has lost sensation.”
A thick stench came from the pond; Jiang Shan found the whole world inverted, all surrounding scenery like the layered ripples in the pond, shaking and fluctuating in his eyes.
As the surrounding fluctuations grew larger, until at a certain moment.
Everything in front of him changed.
A street appeared in front of Jiang Shan.
