Mysterious Resurrection: I am Jiang Shang, commanding ghosts and becoming a god

Chapter 275 Son of God
In a church somewhere in the ghost painting world,

The sculpture of the Son of God hangs high, as if looking at the world with compassion.

It lacks the pure voices of a choir, but contains long and devout prayers, lingering in that white church.

"Lord Jesus Christ! I am a great sinner and have sinned against God. But now, for God's sake and because I love God above all things, I repent of my sins with all my heart. I repent of my sins with all my heart and am determined not to sin against God again. I hope that God will forgive all my sins. Amen."

"Oh! Jesus, Lord and Savior, have mercy on us and have mercy on the world. Amen."

"Oh! Jesus, Lord and Savior, have mercy on us and have mercy on the world. Amen."

Helpless people gathered in the holy church and prayed constantly. Even the most rebellious gangsters had now become devout believers and sincerely confessed their sins.

They believed that the outside world had ended and this was the last place protected by God. They were the chosen Noah and if there was an afterlife, they would create a new world as the most loyal believers.

They were looking forward to the coming of the Lord to give them the next instructions.

Just as everyone was praying devoutly and continuing to confess their sins, the church door was suddenly opened.

However, the person who appeared was not the omnipotent God in their imagination.

Under the dim light, everyone could see clearly that the person coming was neither the demons wandering outside the church nor the God they prayed to, but a person just like them.

A young man with a gloomy temperament, holding a weapon similar to a stick in his hand. What concerned everyone the most was the man's eyes, which were calm and indifferent, as if he had no emotional fluctuations at all. He was like a living dead, which made people feel scared.

The crowd hadn't seen a living person for a long time, let alone a weird person holding a weapon and looking strange, so everyone was extremely alert at this moment and retreated one after another.

"Are you God's messenger?" a middle-aged man asked first.

"I'm not, but I can give you a chance to be saved."

"Ah, hasn't the world outside been destroyed yet?"

"of course not."

The crowd jumped for joy at the news.

"Great, maybe my family is still alive!"

"Don't be too happy yet. I'm going to ask you questions. Only if you answer them well will you have a chance to be saved."

The crowd quickly quieted down, with only a few people whispering, "Do you think that man is weird, just like those demons?"

The young man didn't care about the gossip, but asked calmly:
"How long have you lived here?"

The middle-aged man just now replied: "I'm sorry, we really don't know. Since the devil appeared, all the clocks have stopped, but I estimate it should be two months."

"What did you eat?"

"Oh. It's the food and water stored in the church basement. Father Johnson had foreseen this and stored a lot of food under the church."

The man seemed to get the point. "Who is Father Johnson? Where is he?"

"Oh, Chrisman Johnson is the manager of this church. He said he was going to exorcise the devil more than ten minutes ago. Now none of us knows his whereabouts." The middle-aged man seemed very sad when he said this.

“Have you never been attacked by demons in church?”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, not even once. There were a few times when the devil was wandering outside the church, but it never came in." "Did Father Johnson tell you anything?"

"Never leave the church, and never let the candles before the Lord go out."

"Candle?"

Jiang Shan, who has learned everything through the ghost realm, wants to see what this ghost rider who is hiding in the church and imprisoning Yang Jian is going to do.

and,

The strange white candle and the candlestick inserted under the statue seemed to be inextricably linked to the ghost painting.

Jiang Shan followed the middle-aged man through the alert crowd and came to the statue of the Son of God, where there was an exquisite silver candlestick with a white candle lit on it.

"Silver candlestick and candle. It seems that this is most likely a ghost painting puzzle. Using a ghost painting puzzle to block the perception of the ghost inside the ghost painting is a really good idea."

"Not only that, the origins of these two ghosts may not be simple."

Under the shocked and angry gazes of the crowd, Jiang Shan walked to the candlestick and picked up the candlestick together with the candle.

Under the candlestick was a long, sharp needle, tightly embedded in the lime countertop.

In the candlelight, he saw this scene:
In an extremely exquisite room, a flawless, incredibly beautiful woman was sitting sideways in front of a dressing table. Her hand was cruelly pierced and nailed to the table by a candlestick. She was leaning slightly and looked extremely weak.

The weird thing is,

The woman was clearly sitting in front of the dressing mirror, but her face could not be seen in the mirror.

If one overlooks one key point, this would be an incredible work of art, except that the incredibly beautiful woman seemed to have been deliberately forgotten by the painter, and the face in the mirror was not included in the painting.

It seemed that the word "ghost" on Jiang Shan's hand suppressed the spiritual power of the candlestick, and made the ghost hidden in the ghost realm appear in front of everyone.

"Plop~!"

"Plop~!"

The moment the woman appeared, a group of people behind Jiang Shan knelt on the ground. They buried their heads in the red carpet of the church with fanatical faces and kept chanting prayers.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Shan, holding the ghost candlestick, asked calmly.

"God's messenger, you are finally here! We had many doubts about your identity just now, and only after seeing the miracle of you raising the candlestick did we confirm your identity. Please allow us to express our apologies to you."

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground was shaking with excitement, and continued with a trembling voice:
"Only the innocent will not be burned by the holy fire, and each of us is born with sin. Only the Son of God is innocent. Are you here to save us?!"

"miracle?"

When Jiang Shan heard these two words, his eyes instantly turned cold. He looked at the crowd and said in a cold tone, "The one who is playing tricks should get out of here."

"Hiding among a group of brainwashed Christians, let me guess what your purpose is?"

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground in front of him, Jiang Shan's eyes were always focused on a man wearing a black hood:
"Use the ghost painting puzzle to block the ghost painting and the wandering ghosts outside, but there must be some price to pay for doing so."

"If I'm not mistaken, the reason why these two ghosts didn't revive and were suppressed to the point where they were almost unable to attack should be related to your supernatural powers and the lives of these believers, right?"

(End of this chapter)