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

Chapter 277 The Ghost Rider in the Church

The man attacked by the vampire curled up on the ground, his body trembling slightly in pain.

After hearing Jiang Shan's words, he was silent for a moment, then he let out a hoarse laugh: "Cooperate with you? Do you think I still have a choice?"

"You haven't left this church in the past two months, right? Are you still cursed by the ghost painting?"

Jiang Shan looked at him coldly: "You are very clear about your situation. I have a way to escape from this world, but after escaping, will the world be free and unfettered?"

"The domestic headquarters has been captured, and more than 60% of Dajing City has been invaded by ghost paintings. Without the headquarters, do you think you can live a stable life in the future?"

"The headquarters has fallen?"

The man was shocked when he heard Jiang Shan's words.

He slowly raised his head, and through the holes in the ghost mask, Jiang Shan saw the complex emotions flashing in his eyes, including shock, confusion, and a hint of compromise after struggle.

After a brief thought, the man's hoarse voice sounded:

"I didn't expect that after being trapped here for two months, such a big change has happened in the domestic supernatural circle. Do I still have any choice?"

"With such strong psychic power, are you the captain of the headquarters?"

When Jiang Shan heard the word "captain", he looked at the man with a fixed gaze and said, "No, my name is Jiang Shan, the director of the branch. I knew about the captain two months ago. It seems that you have some relationship with the headquarters. Tell me about your background."

"You are the Jiang Shan? The director of the branch? Never mind. These things are not important."

"My name is Chen Hao. I have cooperated with the headquarters before. Cao Yanhua has met with me alone before and discussed some things about the captain."

The man slowly got up and sat on the steps of the church with a pale face.

The situation before us is already clear.

He, who controlled three evil ghosts in total, was suppressed by Jiang Shan in all aspects and had no chance of fighting back.

His goal is to avoid the attacks of the ghost paintings and escape from this world. No matter what the process is, he only wants the result.

Then Chen Hao pointed at the strange candlestick in Jiang Shan's hand and said weakly:
"You know the actions of the foreign ghost control team half a year ago, right? These two ghosts were the evil spirits they used to control the ghost paintings at that time."

"The ghost candlestick can block perception, while the ghost candle can dilute the medium. I have to say that those ghost masters abroad really have some good stuff in their hands. But if you want to use these two ghosts to get close to the ghost painting, you might as well go home and find a bull to milk."

This ghost rider named Chen Hao's words were full of disdain for Yang Jian's ability to control the ghost painting.

Just as he was about to say something, a piece of brown leather was thrown in front of him by Jiang Shan.

The soft leather was a bit chilly, as if it had been taken out of an ice storage, exuding an ominous and strange aura.

"Parchment? No, this isn't parchment, it's human skin, and it's very wrong."

When Chen Hao picked up the human skin paper from the ground, he opened it and took a look.

There was a line of words written on the human skin paper:

"My name is Jiang Shan. I will be dead when you read this letter. Don't be surprised. I am you who has controlled the ghost of the future. I am using some special method to tell you the information about the future. Please remember the following contents firmly."

"Controlling ghost paintings is a complete conspiracy. When I tried to help Yang Jian restrict ghost paintings, I was ambushed by the rats hiding in the ghost painting world."

"Although I survived, the spiritual balance in my body was completely broken. The resurrection of the evil spirit was the final cause of my death, and Yang Jian and Chen Hao would both die under that big knife." "If I want to survive, I must try to control the ghost."

When Chen Hao saw this information, he frowned and suddenly found that the writing on the parchment was quickly becoming blurred and dim.

The key information was constantly erased by some force and completely disappeared from sight. The originally densely packed notes had now turned into a large blank piece of parchment.

Just like the characters on a computer, they disappear one by one.

"A ghost that can predict the future? But how does that work?"

Before Chen Hao could even see anything useful, all the words on the parchment that recorded future information had disappeared.

"So what was recorded on the parchment just now was Jiang Shan's future?" He frowned deeply and flipped the parchment left and right.

The handwriting completely disappeared from the paper, leaving no trace.

Faced with this phenomenon, Chen Hao couldn't help but think of a movie he had seen before. If the past changes, the future will also change.

Could it be that he took the parchment containing future information from Jiang Shan, so he erased all traces in the future?
However, before Chen Hao could think for long, he saw strange words appearing on the parchment again.

Stroke after stroke continuously appeared before my eyes, as if an invisible person was writing with a pen:
"My name is Chen Hao. When you see this letter, I will be dead. I am you ten years later, and I am using some special method to tell you about the future."

When seeing this, Chen Hao's eyes flickered. He seemed to know why the boy with the headless shadow did that.

A parchment containing information about the future.

Even though this ghost thing will stir up an unknown fear in people's hearts, for the ghost riders who have no idea about the supernatural and weird things, it will be a lifesaver in times of crisis.

"If I have this piece of human skin paper, then maybe I can leave the ghost painting world without Jiang Shan, and maybe I can even solve the supernatural incident in my hometown."

A trace of greed inexplicably surged in Chen Hao's heart, but he quickly put this thought aside.

After all, Jiang Shan was by his side, and he wanted to live a little longer, otherwise he would not have chosen to cooperate with his ridiculous actions.

Chen Hao continued to focus his attention on the human skin paper:
"Don't follow Jiang Shan to help Yang Jian control the ghost painting. I have the curse of the ghost painting on me. The moment I see that woman, I will be attacked by an extremely terrifying attack."

"Escape! As long as I escape from the world of ghost painting, I can survive. If I can let Yang Jian or Jiang Shan withstand the attack of the ghost painting first, I can also steal the supernatural power from the ghost."

“My grandparents are saved.”

Chen Hao's eyes flashed, and the prophetic information on the human skin seemed to touch the thread in his heart.

"Dealing with ghosts requires paying a price. This thing is too weird. We can only learn from it and never believe it."

Chen Hao, who inherited the legacy of a ghost rider, knew how strange ghosts were. He immediately suppressed his restlessness.

Just when he wanted to return the human skin paper to Jiang Shan, a series of words suddenly appeared on the human skin paper: Don’t give it to him, don’t give it to him. I can help you leave here immediately.

Without me you will die.

Soon all the words disappeared, leaving only two words: Stay, stay.

The two words were twisted and crooked, covering the entire human skin in a disorderly manner.

It seemed that the human skin paper was afraid of Jiang Shan.
(End of this chapter)