Chapter 128: Hammer It Into The Shape I Want!
In the interval while Qin Xi went to call someone,
Jiang Shan opened the handbag to study the supernatural items “requisitioned” from the Ghost Stall.
“There is supernatural, but no such weird chilling, nor that feeling of a ghost. It seems to be supernatural derivatives?”
“Silver Light” shone inside the handbag. Through the sensation transmitted from the Ghost Domain, Jiang Shan inferred in his heart.
The next second,
Blood-red Ghost Characters covered every corner of the handbag.
“This apple and celery are undoubtedly supernatural derivatives. Hmm?”
The instant Ghost Characters crawled over that shriveled apple and rotten celery, these two weird supernatural objects turned into a mass of black mud. However, that half sickle and hoe made Jiang Shan raise his eyebrows, seemingly piqued with interest.
His hands suddenly turned “blood-red,” and then he picked up that sickle with only half a blade left.
“No reaction. Is it lacking a medium?”
After swinging it a few times, with no medium sensed, Jiang Shan frowned tightly and began to fall into recollection.
In the original work, the medium for Yang Jian’s worn cleaver was footprints. As long as standing on the footprints of a person or ghost, it could activate dismemberment supernatural ignoring distance.
And even if Yang Jian did not activate dismemberment attack through the medium,
Merely physically using the cleaver to chop some items possessing supernatural or ghosts, it could still achieve the “wounding” effect.
With that thought,
Jiang Shan did not put the half sickle back into the handbag. Just as he was cleaning the black mud inside the bag, Qin Xi’s voice suddenly came:
“Brother Jiang, I’ve found people. Both of them are Ghost Wielders who control Two Ghosts. It’s still a bit unaccustomed saying this name for the first time. One of these two has strength greater than mine. They are now ready at the counter.”
“By the way, there’s one more thing I want to tell you. The ‘coins’ on the counter have all disappeared, and the Ghost Shopkeeper has become very strange.”
Jiang Shan: “How strange?”
Qin Xi hesitated for a while, licked his cracked lips, and then said:
“The Ghost Shopkeeper suddenly became like a person, but not quite like one. How to put it, it’s just very strange. The last time it showed this weird state was a month ago when it saw that woman named He Qiong.”
“He Qiong? You know her?”
Jiang Shan took a puff of smoke. He, squatting on the ground, turned his head to look at Qin Xi at this moment, seemingly very interested in this name.
Qin Xi felt doubt in his heart but immediately answered:
“On the second day after I entered the Ghost Rain, I met He Qiong in the hall of the Ghost Hotel. She was wearing a very strange uniform, like a police or security uniform. Back then, I teamed up with her, but unfortunately she died in the Ghost Park.”
After saying that, a regretful expression appeared on his face.
“Now go tell those two people to go back, and then later bring me to the place where He Qiong died back then.”
Jiang Shan said while pulling up the zipper:
“He Qiong is the newly appointed Person in Charge of Dachun City. The uniform she wore is the Person in Charge uniform. Everything here may have a great deal to do with her to a large extent. Do you know any other information about her?”
Hearing this, Qin Xi’s pupils dilated immediately. He stood stunned in place and fell into recollection.
“I know she said something about immortal… something about possession or the like. My head hurts a bit now, I can’t remember clearly.”
Looking at Qin Xi with a pained expression, Jiang Shan did not speak but quietly waited for him to ease and recover.
After the time it took to smoke one cigarette,
Qin Xi’s eyes became turbid as he looked at Jiang Shan, his voice hoarse:
“Sorry, Brother Jiang, I really can’t remember.”
Jiang Shan glanced at him, his expression unchanged as he slowly said:
“It’s fine. Remembering the way to the Ghost Park is enough.”
“I remember. This I absolutely can’t forget,” Qin Xi immediately replied.
Just entering the first floor hall of the hotel,
After telling the two waiting Ghost Wielders at the counter to leave, Jiang Shan felt a weird gaze staring at him from some unknown place.
“This is definitely not the gaze of a living person. The last time I felt this gaze was when lying in the Ghost Coffin. Where is it?”
Scanning the surroundings,
Jiang Shan spotted the source of this gaze at a glance.
Ghost Shopkeeper!
The Ghost Shopkeeper behind the counter poked its head out from that patch of shadows at this moment, its eyes numb and hollow yet carrying a hint of curious emotion.
“It’s this gaze. This Ghost Shopkeeper is definitely not a single ghost. Either it’s an Anomaly, or a Ghost Wielder!” Thinking of this, Jiang Shan’s face darkened.
The next moment,
Dazzling Silver Light instantly enveloped the Ghost Shopkeeper.
Blood Ghost and Ghost Characters also launched a fierce attack on it at the same time.
“Sure enough, it’s an Anomaly. Surprisingly, it’s from that batch of Ghost Wielders from the Republic of China period. It seems this period is even more complex than I imagined.”
The instant it invaded the consciousness, seeing the fragmented memories in the Ghost Shopkeeper’s consciousness, Jiang Shan felt heavy in his heart.
If it were a pure ghost,
The moment the Blood Ghost attack invaded the consciousness, he could only see pitch black, like the mud in a farmhouse stinking ditch.
But if the attack target is a person.
Even like the Newspaper Ghost that only possessed some fragments of Yang Xiao’s memories.
In Jiang Shan’s eyes, those memory fragments were like broken slideshows, playing intermittently in his vision.
Although this process lasted only one or two seconds.
But for him as a Half-Anomaly, it was enough to obtain a lot of information.
As the memory fragment in the Ghost Shopkeeper began to flicker, Jiang Shan’s heart grew heavier.
He originally thought Ghost Rain was a product of some terrifying Ghost Wielder from the Republic of China period resurrecting after death, or a supernatural land established by that group that failed.
But merely seeing a certain fragment made Jiang Shan realize he was greatly mistaken.
That memory was very short,
Only an instant.
In a downpour of rain,
In the center of some lake, a handsome middle-aged man in a white robe sat on a paper boat. He gazed across the water at a Short Old Man in a black robe with a weird expression in the lake surface reflection.
“That handsome man is a living person, while the Short Old Man appearing in the water surface reflection should be a ghost.”
Through the expressions in the “two’s” eyes, Jiang Shan quickly made a judgment.
“That Short Old Man is the ghost that wanted to buy the Withered Finger at the Ghost Stall. Is it the main body of Ghost Rain?”
While peeping into the memory, Jiang Shan’s gaze focused on the Short Old Man in the water.
“？!”
Suddenly,
An extremely terrifying scene occurred.
At the center of the lake surface, the man and ghost who were gazing at each other seemed to sense something the instant Jiang Shan looked at them.
That man and ghost actually looked toward Jiang Shan’s position at the same time!
The gazes of these two “people” seemed to cross time and space, searching for Jiang Shan’s eyes through endless darkness.
Gazes have weight,
At this moment, Jiang Shan truly understood the meaning of this phrase.
After the Blood Ghost attack ended,
Covered in cold sweat with an ugly expression, Jiang Shan unhesitatingly took out the Substitute Doll from his pocket, and a drop of blood fell on its head.
He no longer cared about that weird gaze penetrating through the memory at this moment.
Now,
Jiang Shan only wanted to hammer this ghost in front of him, which was associated with those two, into the shape he desired.
As early as when he learned of the Ghost Shopkeeper’s ability earlier, a crazy idea had naturally arisen in his mind.
“Ye Zhen can hammer a ghost into a sword. Today, I’ll give it a try too!”
Make the God-Beating Whip!
Awesome~!
