Chapter 99: Nailing The Wishing Ghost
Dachang City,
Temporary Command Center.
In the reassembled meeting tent, Jiang Shan saw Cao Yanhua’s face suddenly light up with joy, so he knew that Jiang Shangbai must have already brought Li Jun and Guo Fan into Dachang City by now.
Although everything was proceeding very normally, there was one thing that made Jiang Shan feel doubtful:
“If we go by the plot of the original work, Cao Yanhua never arranged any so-called ‘temporary captain,’ and Jiang Shangbai would not come to Dachang City.”
“Is it because of my arrival that certain unknown unexpected changes have occurred in this world?”
Before crossing to this world,
In the forums and online, many people had argued fiercely because Headquarters sent no experts to rescue during the Dachang City Starving Ghost Incident.
Although the original work did not describe all of Headquarters’ persons in charge in too much detail,
But judging from the captain plan, during the outbreak of the Starving Ghost Incident:
Fang Shiming, Li Leping, Wang Chaling.
And some others had the ability to break through the Starving Ghost’s Ghost Domain to enter Dachang City, but none came.
Even Headquarters’ minister had to swallow his pride and go abroad to call for reinforcements.
Perhaps because Old Qin paved the way for Yang Jian’s future, it indirectly affected this matter and prevented interference from other factors.
But now.
“Perhaps I cannot live in this world according to the plot of the original work. If I hadn’t come this time, it would be Jiang Shangbai who became the ‘temporary captain’ and led more than a dozen ghost wielders into Dachang City to attempt to detain the Starving Ghost.”
Leaning on the chair, Jiang Shan frowned tightly and continued thinking in his heart:
“Once all the ghosts in these ghost wielders’ bodies are devoured by the Starving Ghost, it will definitely be even more terrifying than in the original work. Having swallowed more than a dozen ghosts, in the early stage of supernatural revival, perhaps only Old Qin taking action could detain it.”
After returning from Dasha City and handling a series of matters.
Jiang Shan noticed that,
This world might no longer be the mysterious revival world from Old Buddha’s original work.
Because of the arrival of him, this “butterfly,” the future seemed to have already become “unrecognizable.”
At this time,
In the meeting tent.
Cao Yanhua and the leaders began real-time surveillance and command arrangements for the trio’s action.
The plan to detain the Starving Ghost was proceeding in an orderly manner.
“Zhao Jianguo, get me a satellite phone and a high-intensity flashlight. The satellite phone shouldn’t have positioning.” Jiang Shan suddenly said.
“Ah, okay!”
Zhao Jianguo, who was preparing to contact Yang Jian, was first stunned, then his expression lit up with joy as he immediately replied.
He immediately got up to find these two items and brought them back in just a few minutes.
After taking them from Zhao Jianguo’s hand, Jiang Shan picked up the handbag and put the satellite phone and high-intensity flashlight inside.
Under everyone’s gaze, his figure vanished in the blink of an eye.
Above the sky enveloping Dachang City,
A silver light sliced through the green haze effortlessly like a sharp blade.
Citizens who happened to witness this scene were full of excitement, thinking that the country’s missile weapons had taken effect, and a certain hope rekindled in their hearts.
But ordinary people who do not know what kind of existence a ghost truly is might never know until death:
Thermal weapons can never harm ghosts,
In front of ghosts,
Thermal weapons are no different from scrap metal.
Because he had previously seen the map of Dachang City, after activating his Ghost Domain, Jiang Shan precisely located Hongfa Temple without error.
When the silver light disappeared, he stood in front of the main hall of this temple.
“Coffin Nail, Master of the Ghost Eye, Bone Tree.”
Jiang Shan recalled everything about this temple, then he used his Ghost Domain to find a basement beneath Hongfa Temple.
In the basement, he also saw a few monks hiding inside to avoid the disaster. It seemed this was a relatively hidden place in the temple, known only to insiders.
As the Ghost Domain spread, at the end of the basement, an old wooden door suddenly appeared before his eyes.
The old wooden door was covered with gold leaf, sealed tightly, and the lock showed no signs of being tampered with.
“It seems everything here hasn’t deviated too much from the original work yet. Yang Jian probably hasn’t hanged himself to control the headless ghost shadow of the dead machine yet, so the Coffin Nail should still be here.”
With that thought,
Jiang Shan activated his Ghost Domain and arrived directly in front of the wooden door in the basement.
To prevent interference from the temple abbot or others, before reaching the wooden door, he used his Ghost Domain’s ability to affect reality to seal off the passage.
Since he knew everything here, there was no need to listen to the temple abbot anymore.
Jiang Shan neatly tore off all the gold leaf on the door, then gently pushed.
The door opened.
The door lock broke automatically.
A chilling wind blew in, making one’s hair stand on end, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees instantly.
Jiang Shan walked in with a calm expression.
A desolate, lifeless dark space.
Behind him was only a moldy blue brick wall covered in moss.
Arriving here felt like leaving the original world and entering a supernatural space full of deathly stillness.
Jiang Shan looked back and saw many ferocious scratch marks on the wall, with remnants of fresh blood on them. Although blackened, from the traces, they seemed to have been left just a few months ago, not long ago.
“These were left by Yang Jian’s two high school classmates back then. It seems this supernatural space has time flow, not like the space of the Ghost Eye’s Ghost Domain.”
“But how exactly are these spaces formed? How are they anchored in reality?”
Looking at the blackened blood on the wall, Jiang Shan felt puzzled.
Although he knew that whether it was the Ghost Post Office or this supernatural space detaining the Master of the Ghost Eye, they were actually a kind of “stagnation” of Ghost Domain.
But he also possessed Ghost Domain, yet no matter how he tried, he couldn’t briefly “stagnate” his Ghost Domain in reality without using the Dead Face Ghost, not even for a second.
Yet top-tier ghost wielders from the Republic of China period seemed to master this “stagnation method,” able to carve out a supernatural land from Ghost Domain and store it in some place in reality.
So Jiang Shan was very interested in these supernatural lands.
If he could master it too, not only would his own safety be guaranteed, avoiding situations like being assassinated at his doorstep.
Moreover, it would provide a nearly perfect method for subsequently detaining fierce ghosts.
Drip, drip~!
Dripping water sounds came from the dark space.
Faint and small, but so distinct, especially clear in the dark environment.
To prevent pulling out the Coffin Nail and triggering the Master of the Ghost Eye’s assault instinct due to the Dead Face Ghost’s Ghost Domain.
So Jiang Shan asked Zhao Jianguo for a “high-intensity flashlight for girls getting off work.”
As he pressed the switch, the strong light instantly dispelled the darkness in the entire space, making everything clearly visible.
Not far away,
A bone tree with white bones rooted in the ground, with many weird things hanging on it: withered human heads, old ragged cloths.
And on the trunk of this Bone Tree was nailed a three-meter-tall massive black figure. It had a human silhouette but no facial features, just condensed from a dark shadow.
“Master of the Ghost Eye.”
His gaze shifted down,
At the Master of the Ghost Eye’s chest, a rusty Coffin Nail pierced through its body, nailing it firmly to the tree.
That dripping sound was the black blood constantly dripping from the wound.
Jiang Shan placed the flashlight on the ground nearby, then picked up the gold leaf from earlier and walked toward the massive black shadow.
“I’m taking this Coffin Nail. We’ll talk about the rest after nailing the Wishing Ghost.”
Brothers, the first few hundred words weren’t filler; it’s because I need to write the plot of the original outline, so this world must differ from the original work. People like Fang Shiming and Wang Chaling will get some strengthening, but I won’t deviate too much from their character portrayals. The subsequent plot might also differ, so I hope brothers can bear with it.
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Thanks to brothers for your support!
