Chapter 233: The Premature Meeting
Having seen countless corpses and human tissues, Cao Yang recognized the ghost in his hand at a glance. Its form was actually a human lung the size of a palm, covered in black blood and full of tar.
“Is this Ghost Wind?” Cao Yang asked Jiang Shan in shock.
Glancing at Cao Yang, Jiang Shan plopped down on the ground, lit a cigarette, and then slowly said:
“Yeah, how did you figure it out?”
A hint of pride appeared on Cao Yang’s face as he said: “The lung governs the qi of respiration, also known as ‘the lung manages respiration,’ which means the lung has the function of directing respiratory movements.”
“I’ve done research on this. The ghost’s killing pattern, attack pattern, and their common traits—I discovered that ghosts align very well with our country’s ancient Five Elements substitution theory in certain aspects.”
“I can’t cite too many examples because this is just some personal speculation of mine. I’ve even thought about using Five Elements balance to balance the fierce ghost in my body, but I haven’t dared to try it, after all, there’s only one life.”
Hearing Cao Yang’s words, Jiang Shan suddenly felt a spark of interest. Before transmigrating, he had also made all sorts of guesses about the ghosts that existed in the original work.
But this theory of Cao Yang’s was the first time he had heard it.
After asking about the specifics of this idea, Jiang Shan signaled for Cao Yang to swallow the Ghost Wind in his hand.
Controlling a ghost is actually very simple.
You just need to let the ghost erode your body and ensure that the ghost doesn’t kill you because of it.
But most of the time, even if the ghost hasn’t resurrected, it might still launch an attack at any moment.
Only fierce ghosts in silent state or semi-silent state can avoid this situation as much as possible.
So Jiang Shan was too lazy to perform a “lung replacement surgery” for Cao Yang. Swallowing it directly was the most time- and effort-saving method for him.
It’s just that,
doing so might give Cao Yang a “little” bit of psychological trauma and pain.
Not to mention how nauseating it is to swallow a tar-covered human lung alive, after the Ghost Wind enters Cao Yang’s body in the form of a lung, it will definitely need to replace all the lungs inside him.
The pain produced in this process.
Is no less than death by a thousand cuts or a myriad of arrows piercing the heart.
“Fuck it, let’s do it!”
After hesitating for a moment, Cao Yang steeled himself. He had already seen too many ghost wielders die from resurrection.
And right now in front of him was the most mysterious fierce ghost controlled by his Circle of Friends boss—Fang Shiming. Based on rumors alone, this ghost’s ghost domain could easily invade Li Jun’s Ghost Fire Ghost Domain.
Not to mention that as long as he controlled this ghost, he, Cao Yang, could live several more years.
Forget that it was a ghost in his hand,
even if it was shit, he could eat it today!
Immediately, Cao Yang swallowed the Ghost Wind, which had already entered dead machine state, in one gulp. A chilling wind instantly blew up around him.
This wind was like a fierce ghost blowing in your ear, making one’s hair stand on end. It carried a lingering corpse odor, making one suspect whether a corpse or a fierce ghost was standing at the source of the wind.
When the chilling wind blew up, the surrounding trees began to sway.
This was a manifestation of ghost domain invasion.
Cao Yang, with a face full of pain, felt as if his entire body—every vein and every piece of flesh—was being battered by a chilling gale.
The knife-like pain made his legs go soft involuntarily, and he curled up on the ground, sweating profusely and groaning nonstop.
“Aah~~ah~!”
In the fourth minute after Cao Yang swallowed the Ghost Wind, he began to let out pained, shrill screams.
His originally pale skin started to crack to varying degrees, and bright red fresh blood kept flowing out from the cracks. In no time, he was lying on the ground trembling wildly like a blood person.
“Too tragic. As expected… compared to suffering myself, watching others suffer makes my heart feel a bit comforted.”
Watching Cao Yang whose eyes were red from pain, Jiang Shan thought of the suffering he had endured along the way, and his slightly annoyed mood improved.
About ten more minutes passed,
As the screams grew fainter, looking at Cao Yang who had become as emaciated as a malevolent ghost, his numb and stiff expression proved he was still alive.
But Jiang Shan knew that right now, he was no different from being dead.
Twenty minutes of extreme mental and physical torment was enough to drive any ordinary person insane.
Even ghost wielders who were long-term eroded and tormented by fierce ghosts would find it hard to endure.
Looking at Cao Yang lying motionless on the ground, Jiang Shan didn’t bother with him. Instead, he calmly walked into the woods and pulled out the black long whip.
The moment the long whip was drawn,
The woods enveloping the two instantly vanished, as if they had never existed, leaving not a single trace.
Only an empty, abandoned construction site appeared in Jiang Shan and Cao Yang’s view.
After carrying the long whip on him, Jiang Shan walked over to Cao Yang and slowly said, looking at his ashen-faced Cao Yang:
“Looks like you successfully controlled it. Ghost Wind has a high terror level. Even though it’s in dead machine state, its instinct is still there, so it’s normal for you to be attacked by its supernatural nature.”
“Lie here and recover slowly. Remember this feeling. Fang Shiming has another ghost that’s very suitable for you to control. In a few days, when I go to headquarters for the meeting, you and Zhou Deng must watch over Dachun City for me. When I return from headquarters, Dashen City will be yours to manage.”
With that,
A silver light flashed by, and Jiang Shan’s figure vanished from Cao Yang’s sight.
In the early stage when the supernatural had just begun to resurrect, having Cao Yang and Zhou Deng, who each controlled three ghosts, stationed in Dachun City was enough to deter most troublemaking clowns.
Ever since learning that Wang Chaling had intervened in the Ghost Rain Incident and that foreign ghost wielders were conducting transactions, he had always been vigilant toward Jiang Shan.
After all, the Wang Family’s first generation, second generation, and that pendulum clock that could restart thirty minutes had left too deep an impression on Jiang Shan.
Even now, he didn’t dare say he could win in a head-on clash with the Wang Family’s first generation, those two old ghosts.
Moreover, there was no such thing as winning in the supernatural circle.
Because even the winning side had to pay a certain price. If there was no fundamental conflict of benefit, Jiang Shan didn’t want to fight Wang Chaling.
“The true form of Ghost Rain is still detained in the safe house in my study room. The ‘Wish Come True’ ghost, restricted by some supernatural in Jingtan, also has four ghost wielders monitoring it in real time.”
While using his ghost domain, Jiang Shan began to think about the arrangements after attending the headquarters meeting. He knew this trip to Dajing City would definitely bring some unknown unexpected change.
Perhaps big,
perhaps small,
but no matter what, making arrangements without worries was always fine.
“This way, when I go to headquarters for the meeting, there will be a total of seven ghost wielders stationed in Dachun City. This lineup is even more impressive than Dajing City’s. Even if something unexpected happens at headquarters, the branch can ensure minimal losses in the aftermath.”
After returning to Dachun City, just as Jiang Shan was about to use his ghost domain to cover the entire city again under the blazing midday sun, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
After answering, Cao Yanhua’s voice came through:
“Jiang Shan, the meeting at headquarters has been advanced. You need to set off tomorrow morning.”
