Chapter 277: Ghost Wielder In The Church
The man attacked by the Blood Ghost curled up on the ground, his body trembling slightly from pain.
After hearing Jiang Shan’s words, he was silent for a moment, then let out a hoarse laugh: “Cooperate with you? Do you think I have any choice left?”
“You haven’t left this church for these two months, right? How come? You’re still carrying the Curse of the Ghost Painting?”
Jiang Shan looked at him coldly: “You know your situation very well. I have a way to escape this world, but after escaping, will it be smooth sailing?”
“Headquarters domestically has fallen, and over sixty percent of Dajing City has been invaded by the Ghost Painting. Without headquarters, do you think you can live peacefully afterward?”
“Headquarters has fallen?”
Hearing Jiang Shan’s words, the man was shocked in his heart.
He slowly raised his head, and through the holes in the Ghost Face Mask, Jiang Shan saw the complex emotions flickering in his eyes—shock, doubt, and a hint of compromise after struggle.
After a brief moment of thought, the man’s hoarse voice sounded:
“I never expected that after being trapped here for two months, such a huge Unexpected Change would happen in the domestic Supernatural Circle. Do I still have any choice?”
“Such strong Supernatural Power—you’re a captain at headquarters?”
Hearing the word “captain,” Jiang Shan’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the man and said: “No, I’m Jiang Shan, minister of the branch. I knew about the captain two months ago. It seems you have some connection to headquarters. Tell me about your background.”
“You’re that Jiang Shan? Minister of the branch? Never mind, these things aren’t important.”
“I’m Chen Hao. I cooperated with headquarters before. Cao Yanhua met with me alone and discussed some matters regarding the captain.”
The man slowly crawled to his feet and sat pale-faced on the church steps.
The situation before him was already very clear.
He, who had controlled three Fierce Ghosts in total, was completely suppressed by Jiang Shan, with no chance of fighting back.
And his goal was to avoid attacks from the Ghost Painting and escape from this world. No matter the process, he only wanted the result.
Then Chen Hao pointed at the Weirdness candlestick in Jiang Shan’s hand and said weakly:
“You know about that foreign Ghost Wielder team’s operation half a year ago, right? These two ghosts are the Fierce Ghosts they used back then to restrict the Ghost Painting.”
“The Ghost Candle Holder can block perception, while the Ghost Candle can dilute the medium. I have to say, those foreign Ghost Wielders do have good stuff, but if you want to approach the Ghost Painting with these two ghosts, you might as well go home and milk a bull.”
This Ghost Wielder named Chen Hao spoke with full disdain for Yang Jian’s action to control the Ghost Painting.
And just as he wanted to continue saying something, a piece of brown leather was thrown in front of him by Jiang Shan.
The soft leather carried a bit of chilling cold, as if taken from a freezer, exuding an ominous and Weirdness aura.
“Parchment? No, this isn’t parchment—it’s Human Skin Paper, and something’s very off about it.”
When Chen Hao picked up the Human Skin Paper from the ground and opened it.
There was a line of writing on the Human Skin Paper:
“I’m Jiang Shan. When you see this letter, I’ve already died. Don’t find it strange. I’m you, who controlled the ghost of the future, telling you future information through some special method. Please make sure your past self firmly remembers the following content.”
“Controlling the Ghost Painting is a conspiracy through and through. When I tried to help Yang Jian restrict the Ghost Painting, I was ambushed by those rats hiding in the Ghost Painting World.”
“Although I survived, my Supernatural balance was completely broken, and Fierce Ghost Revival is my final cause of death. Moreover, Yang Jian and Chen Hao will both die under that Great Saber.”
“To survive, I must try to control the Ghost Messenger.”
When Chen Hao saw this information, his furrowed brows suddenly noticed that the writing on the parchment was rapidly blurring and fading.
Key information was continuously erased by some force, completely disappearing before his eyes. The originally dense notes had now become a large blank parchment.
Just like characters on a computer, one by one disappearing.
“A ghost that can foresee the future? But what’s going on here?”
Chen Hao hadn’t even seen anything useful yet, and the writing on this parchment recording future information had already completely vanished.
“So the Human Skin Paper just now recorded Jiang Shan’s future?” He frowned deeply and flipped the parchment over on both sides.
The writing had completely disappeared from the paper, without a single trace.
Faced with this phenomenon, Chen Hao couldn’t help but recall a movie he had seen before: if the past changes, the future will change too.
Could it be that because he took this parchment recording future information from Jiang Shan’s hand, his future self erased the traces?
However, before Chen Hao could think for long, eerie writing appeared again on the parchment.
Stroke by stroke, it continuously appeared before his eyes, as if an invisible person was writing with a fountain pen:
“I’m Chen Hao. When you see this letter, I’ve already died. I’m you from ten years later, telling you future information through some special method.”
Seeing this, Chen Hao’s eyes flickered. He seemed to understand why that headless shadow boy did what he did.
A parchment recording future information.
Even if this ghostly thing stirred an unknown fear in one’s heart, for a Ghost Wielder ignorant of Supernatural Weirdness, in a crisis, it would be a lifesaving existence.
“If I have this Human Skin Paper, maybe I won’t need Jiang Shan to leave the Ghost Painting World, and perhaps I can even solve that Supernatural Event back home.”
A trace of greed inexplicably surged in Chen Hao’s heart, but he quickly extinguished the thought.
After all, Jiang Shan was right beside him, and he wanted to live a bit longer; otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen to cooperate with his absurd action.
Chen Hao kept his gaze on the Human Skin Paper:
“Never follow Jiang Shan to help Yang Jian control the Ghost Painting. I already have the Curse of the Ghost Painting on me, and the moment I see that woman, I’ll suffer an extremely terrifying attack.”
“Escape! As long as I escape the Ghost Painting World, I can survive. If I can make Yang Jian or Jiang Shan take the Ghost Painting’s attack first, I can even steal its Supernatural Power from that ghost.”
“My grandparents can be saved.”
Chen Hao’s eyes flashed. The prophetic information on the Human Skin Paper seemed to touch a string in his heart.
“Dealing with ghosts always requires paying a corresponding price. This thing is too Weirdness—can only reference it, absolutely cannot believe it.”
Chen Hao, with the Ghost Wielder inheritance, knew the Weirdness of ghosts. He immediately suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
Just as he wanted to return the Human Skin Paper to Jiang Shan, a line of writing suddenly appeared on it: Never give it to him, never give it to him—I can help you leave here immediately.
Without me, you will die, you will die.
Soon all the writing disappeared, leaving only two words: Keep it, keep it.
The two words twisted and turned, messily covering the entire Human Skin.
It seemed the Human Skin Paper was feeling fear toward Jiang Shan.
