Chapter 139: Severing Heads To Revive Lives
The warning from the one claiming to be “Sun Yan” in the darkness made Jiang Shan furrow his brows. At this moment, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced toward Qin Xi, who had a face full of pain, on the side.
In Qin Xi’s gaze, he saw many complex emotions:
There was shock;
There was confusion;
But more than that was deep bewilderment.
“Ghost Lotus, Republic of China Ghost Wielder Shen Bao, destruction of Dachun City.”
All this information at this moment connected like broken pearls on a string, like a flash of lightning in dark clouds streaking through Qin Xi’s brain.
“Hm?”
Jiang Shan, who was pondering, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He stared intently toward his side.
He saw Qin Xi, who had been dull and stagnant in place, suddenly squat on the ground. Under Jiang Shan’s gaze, he actually dug out his own eyes alive!
Seeing his hollow, bleeding eye sockets, Jiang Shan’s expression changed.
“？！”
“Everything I thought before was wrong? Qin Xi isn’t He Qiong? Damn, decoding this stuff is the most annoying.”
When he saw Qin Xi raise that hand gripping half a sickle.
Jiang Shan’s expression suddenly turned cold, then without hesitation, he kicked Qin Xi squarely in the face.
In an instant,
Blood-red Ghost Characters, through their contact, in the blink of an eye crawled densely over Qin Xi’s entire body.
The terrifying suppression power plus Jiang Shan’s full-force kick could even rival a Ghost Stomping People’s attack.
First the Ghost Stall, Ghost Shopkeeper,
Then Republic of China Ghost Wielder Shen Bao, and the seemingly coexisting Sun Yan, He Qiong,
And now suddenly this Qin Xi with weird behavior.
One puzzle after another, like morning smog, made Jiang Shan’s thoughts somewhat irritable.
The thoughts in his mind now were no different from back then at the “slaughterhouse.”
Since someone is “backing it up,”
Then just go all out and break the balance.
Since this “broken house” is full of holes, twisted and turning, with no way to patch it up, then he wouldn’t be the so-called paperhanger.
Doesn’t Shen Bao want this house?
Then I’ll set the house on fire and burn the filth inside clean.
As for putting out the fire,
What does it have to do with me?
Thinking of this,
Jiang Shan calmly lit a cigarette, looking at Qin Xi lying unconscious on the ground.
Using the same method as he had treated Zhang Dongxing at the slaughterhouse that time, he single-handedly picked him up, then quickly walked toward the end of this road.
“The information from the Ghost Characters’ prophecy shouldn’t have too big an issue. If Shen Bao’s goal is really to control Ghost Rain, or even attempt to use Ghost Rain to become an anomaly, following the normal way of ghost control, interference from others is absolutely not allowed.”
“And Shen Bao actively let ordinary people and Ghost Wielders enter here, and he even arranged certain missions for these people through the Ghost Shopkeeper, which shows that his method of controlling Ghost Rain still has a serious problem.”
Although Jiang Shan already had some thoughts on the current situation, he didn’t have the mood or time to decode it.
Want to control?
Or want to achieve balance with the ghost through some special method?
“Control my ass.”
Walking on the road and thinking here, Jiang Shan couldn’t help but let out a cold snort from the bottom of his heart.
From the words of that “Sun Yan” in the darkness, it wasn’t hard to infer:
As long as he entered this road,
He should have entered the killing range of some ghost, and as long as he left this road, it would trigger that ghost’s killing pattern and suffer an attack.
However, the terror level of this kind of attack shouldn’t be too high.
On the files of Sun Yan and He Qiong, both of them only controlled one ghost.
Since Sun Yan said she was about to die,
That means she hasn’t died yet.
“Da~ da~ da~!”
Crisp footsteps echoed in this darkness. Jiang Shan looked at the extremely stable candle flame in his hand, feeling even more calm in his heart.
As he went deeper,
The original smell disappeared, replaced by a yin wind carrying the rotten, acidic stench of stagnant dead water.
The scenery around the path began to undergo weird changes. On both sides of the originally pitch-black road, thick white bones as thick as thighs, with no visible tops, gradually appeared, emitting a eerie green light in the darkness.
These white bones, like root stems, were very “soft,” gently swaying as if alive.
“The feeling from the Ghost Characters shows that this road is itself a ghost. Is it a ghost in a state similar to Ghost Messenger?”
Walking on the road, Jiang Shan felt the chilling cold around him. This familiar feeling couldn’t help but remind him of the scene when he faced the Ghost Messenger in Huang Gang Village back then.
That feeling of being constantly enveloped by the supernatural,
Being surveilled by some existence.
Back then, the Ghost Messenger was because the entire Huang Gang Village was its body, so Jiang Shan made this inference.
Time passed slowly second by second,
At a certain moment,
Jiang Shan suddenly stopped, his right foot stagnant in mid-air, unmoving.
Only because in the instant he lifted his right foot, a vague sense of crisis surged in his heart.
“Ghost Candle can offset part of the ghost’s attack, and as long as the terror level of the attack isn’t high, Blood Ghost can ‘recover’ the body, and moreover”
The feeling in his heart that was both comfortable and uncomfortable never dissipated. Jiang Shan knew Zhang Dongxing hadn’t died yet. He glanced at Qin Xi with his peripheral vision,
Only to see his entire face already caved in, eye sockets dripping with blood, unrecognizable as a person.
After throwing Qin Xi forward, a hint of surprise appeared in Jiang Shan’s eyes.
Because right in front of him, the thrown Qin Xi disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye.
“Disappeared?”
Jiang Shan frowned tightly, pondered for a moment, then took a step forward.
At the same time,
The Ghost Candle’s flame burned violently, but this situation didn’t last too long.
When Jiang Shan’s figure completely disappeared from this weird path, the Ghost Candle’s intense burning lasted only nine seconds before returning to its normal speed.
Thirty-five minutes later,
A short old man wearing a white robe, without facial features, only two eye sockets on his face, appeared at the position where Jiang Shan had once stood.
After standing stunned in place for a few seconds,
This short old man’s face actually weirdly showed an angry expression.
Like a child playing with building blocks puzzle, he placed both hands on his head, then easily removed his own skull.
The next second,
In the dark, eerily green deathly still space, a hoarse voice like that of a fierce ghost echoed:
“Come back~ come back~”
Time pulled back to earlier.
In the next second after stepping forward,
Endless darkness swept over Jiang Shan’s entire body like a tide.
At this moment,
He felt himself to be in a muddy, rotten, acidic pond.
“Ghost Candle is still there, handbag is still there. It seems I’m in some ghost’s special supernatural state, and this darkness should be that ghost’s killing method.”
With his five senses blocked, only darkness in his vision, Jiang Shan didn’t fall into panic. He calmly felt his body and everything around him.
Although he couldn’t see, hear, or smell.
But the tactile sensations on his body and hands let Jiang Shan discover this ghost’s special.
The darkness like mud was continuously eroding his body.
And the chill wrapped in the darkness even more proved its source:
Ghost!
