Chapter 149: Yin-yang Daoist
After confirming that He Qiong really had a problem, Jiang Shan chose to leave immediately.
He finally knew why every word He Qiong said hit him right in the heart.
This was not a coincidence.
In supernatural events, the thing you cannot believe the most is coincidence. What seems like coincidence is actually just you not knowing the truth yet. Once you know the truth, you will understand that the so-called coincidence is simply the inevitable result.
He walked on this muddy road for a full eleven minutes, and suddenly everything in front of Jiang Shan became clear at a certain moment.
He had truly left the Ghost Rain.
At this time,
Standing in the pouring rain, Jiang Shan looked at the familiar residential buildings in the residential area around him. When he noticed the fountain pond overflowing in front of him, his eyes sharpened:
“It’s still the same position as when I entered. It seems what He Qiong said is somewhat correct. The ‘reflection’ is the key pattern for entering the Ghost Rain.”
“And a reflection is the equal-sized virtual image formed by light shining on a calm water surface, with the imaging principle following that of plane mirror imaging.”
While Jiang Shan was pondering, due to the heavy rain, he heard an extremely faint sound coming from the satellite phone in his pocket.
After picking it up, he only heard Jiang Qingwu’s voice coming from the other end of the phone:
“Hello, Minister Jiang, if you receive this, please respond.”
“I’m here.”
“!”
Jiang Qingwu, who had repeated this sentence countless times, felt the exhaustion in her heart instantly vanish when she heard the words “I’m here.” She abruptly straightened her body and hurriedly replied:
“Minister Jiang, please wait a moment. Vice Minister Cao requests that once the satellite phone can connect, he wants to communicate with you first. Please forgive us.”
Less than half an hour after Jiang Shan entered the Ghost Rain, Jiang Qingwu could no longer contact him.
According to Cao Yanhua’s request,
During the thirty-one hours that Jiang Shan lost signal, she and another liaison officer took turns, contacting Jiang Shan every five minutes.
All for the purpose of telling him the important information investigated by the branch at the first moment after Jiang Shan appeared.
“Mm, after you notify Cao Yanhua, don’t leave yet. Immediately establish a file. I’ll say what comes next, and you record it.” Jiang Shan said.
“Okay.”
At this moment, Jiang Shan had already walked into a residential building in the residential area. Next, he had Jiang Qingwu record some confirmed intelligence about the inside of the Ghost Rain.
Just as the file was being established and recorded for a short while, Cao Yanhua pushed the door open with an anxious expression. After hearing Jiang Shan’s intelligence from the phone, his face became even more grim.
The entire recording process took seven minutes.
After seeing the recording end, Cao Yanhua immediately picked up the microphone and said:
“Jiang Shan, when I was organizing the Dachun City files and intelligence, I discovered a very serious problem, which is that He Qiong’s file has been tampered with.”
“What tampering?” Jiang Shan frowned and immediately asked.
“He Qiong’s file records that she is a local from South City District in Dachun City, but my investigation found that there is no such person as He Qiong in the South City District household registration system, not even anywhere in the country.”
“This person suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Dachun City after Sun Yan, the first person in charge of Dachun City, went missing a month ago. And the person who modified He Qiong’s file, my investigation found, is related to Wang Chaling.”
Cao Yanhua’s voice was very grave, as if he hadn’t expected this supernatural event to be related to Wang Chaling as well.
Looking at the brand-new file recorded by Jiang Qingwu, he knew:
The situation was starting to become serious!
“It’s actually a ghost wielder from the same era as Old Qin. After this call, I’ll immediately call headquarters and ask Old Qin if he knows any information about this ghost wielder Shen Bao.”
“Damn it! More than thirty ghosts. If the Ghost Rain loses control, Dachun City will face a catastrophic disaster!” Cao Yanhua’s heart could not calm down.
And Jiang Shan, upon hearing this news, felt no great waves in his heart.
He already knew that there was some kind of transaction between Wang Chaling and Shen Bao.
If not for the sake of the Wang Family’s first generation, he would have already prepared to capture Wang Chaling alive.
Unfortunately, the Wang Family’s first generation was simply too terrifying.
“Jiang Shan, I’ll go call Old Qin first. He might know some information about Shen Bao. Wait for me a moment.” Seeing the message from headquarters on his mobile phone, Cao Yanhua said with a jolt in his heart.
“Okay.”
The dark sky was as if torn apart by someone, with the torrential rain showing no signs of weakening at all.
The cold weather accompanied by chilling raindrops seemed to drag the entire Dachun City into the abyss.
In the blink of an eye, five minutes passed instantly.
Suddenly, Cao Yanhua’s slightly excited voice came from the phone:
“Jiang Shan, Old Qin knows intelligence about Shen Bao! Old Qin told me that Shen Bao was originally a Taoist priest, codename Yin-Yang Taoist, and the ghost he controls is unknown.”
“And Shen Bao’s most famous ability is ‘resurrection’. According to Old Qin, every time he heard news of his death, he would always see the resurrected Shen Bao in a Taoist temple near his home.”
“From Old Qin’s description, Shen Bao’s resurrection seems to have a flaw. Every time he resurrects, he loses some memories and becomes somewhat dumb.”
Sun Yan, He Qiong’s rebirth;
Shen Bao’s resurrection;
Wang Chaling’s granting of immortality.
These three parties have been fighting over something, or rather some ghost.
Hearing Cao Yanhua’s words, a certain train of thought in Jiang Shan’s mind instantly connected:
“The connections between Sun Yan, He Qiong, and Shen Bao are too chaotic. Judging based on the intelligence from their mouths can easily lead to being misled.”
“If they three are the parties involved, then Wang Chaling, who seems to control the Pendulum Clock, his ambitions absolutely cannot be guessed according to the original work. He is the bystander. His purpose in getting involved must be to seek benefits for himself.”
Jiang Shan’s idea was not baseless. Whether ghost wielders or ordinary people, the direct or indirect purpose of most people helping others is only one.
To seek benefits.
This is the instinct existing in human genes for thousands, even tens of thousands of years in human society.
Since he couldn’t judge the intelligence through Sun Yan and He Qiong’s words, Jiang Shan imagined himself as Wang Chaling, the outsider seeking benefits.
From his perspective, many problems that seemed like riddles could be easily solved.
“Shen Bao is a ghost wielder from the Republic of China period, belonging to the ghost control first generation. Wang Chaling should have contacted him through something left behind by the Wang Family’s first generation, or there is no contact between the two at all!”
Jiang Shan suddenly thought of this situation. His previous thinking had always been trapped in some kind of mental template.
Why must it be said that there is contact and information exchange between Wang Chaling and Shen Bao?
Why couldn’t it be that Wang Chaling proactively sought a controllable ghost for himself through the intelligence left by the Wang Family’s first generation?
