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

Chapter 283 Zhang Xianguang's Plan
No one noticed that a foot actually walked out of the oil painting. Everyone in the dormitory's attention was now focused on Miao Xiaoshan, who looked panicked.

"Go! Go! We can't stay in this dormitory any longer."

While talking,

Miao Xiaoshan got out of bed and hurriedly put on his clothes, wanting to leave like a madman.

"Ah? Go? Where to? What are you doing out of nowhere? Where are you going in the middle of the night when it's so cold outside?"

Zhang Manman next to her was confused by Miao Xiaoshan's abnormal behavior.

"Go upstairs. You absolutely cannot stay here any longer. Stop looking at me. Put on your clothes quickly and follow me."

Miao Xiaoshan became even more anxious when she saw that her roommates did not move. She wanted to pull Zhang Manman up from the bed, but she did not appreciate it. Instead, she shook her arms hard and broke free.

"Miao Xiaoshan, what's wrong with you? Calm down first. Why are you going crazy for no reason? If you want to leave, just go by yourself. I won't go out with you in this cold weather." Zhang Manman, who was hurt by Miao Xiaoshan's pulling, said with an unhappy look on her face.

"Believe me, there is definitely something wrong with that painting. I don't want to see anyone die again. Please."

Seeing that no one in the dormitory believed her, and even her best friend looked suspicious, Miao Xiaoshan instantly remembered the tragedy a year ago. She continued with a trembling voice:

"Yu Xinyue was definitely killed by a ghost. Please believe me and follow me."

The experience that day was the nightmare of her life.

The whole class,
Of the nearly fifty students, only seven left the school alive in less than one night.

Whenever Miao Xiaoshan thinks of this,

The tragic deaths of those classmates kept lingering in front of her eyes like wronged ghosts, and now the same feeling of despair came over her again.

"That feeling is getting stronger and stronger. No, I have to leave. I can't wait for them any longer."

Looking at the indifferent and puzzled people, Miao Xiaoshan had given up the idea of ​​persuading them. Even if she saw these roommates get into accidents, it had nothing to do with her anymore.

As someone who had experienced a supernatural event, she knew how precious every minute and every second was when facing a ghost.

If I continue to persuade them, it is very likely that no one will survive.

Good advice doesn't serve the damned.

However, just when Miao Xiaoshan was about to leave alone.

Sizzle.Sizzle!
The lights in the dormitory suddenly flickered unnaturally.

"Ah~!"

Someone suddenly screamed.

Then,

The lights began to flicker non-stop, and the entire room seemed to be painted with gray paint. In the grayness, there was an indescribable sense of depression.

"What happened? The light... Why is the light broken?" Huang Jiaxin pointed at the light tube above her head with a look of horror, her voice trembling.

But her words did not get a response from the people in the dormitory, as if their attention was attracted by other voices.

"It's a bit risky to use the rules of the haunted house to block the ghost paintings. Fortunately, I used the supernatural influence to make the haunted house send the ghost paintings to this building. If the ghost paintings were sent abroad, all our efforts would be wasted."

A man's rough voice sounded outside the door. As he was speaking, his voice suddenly became low:
"Wait a minute, there's someone in this room!"

The voice just fell,

There was a loud bang, and the door of the dormitory was kicked open with great force. A young man in his thirties with a gloomy face rushed in.

The man first glanced around the room, and after ignoring the terrified female students, he suddenly saw the foot sticking out from the oil painting on the ground.

He turned around immediately, looked into the darkness outside the door and whispered:
"The source of the ghost painting is indeed here. We can start the action now. There are only a few female students in the room. We can just kill them."

"Huh?! What do you mean by just killing him?"

Before Miao Xiaoshan and the others could come to their senses, four people walked in one after another from the darkness outside the dormitory.

The leader was a man in his thirties, wearing an old Zhongshan suit. His calm eyes showed a hint of vicissitudes and nostalgia.

The person next to the man in the Zhongshan suit was a little older, probably around fifty years old, with gray hair, slightly thin hands, and a pale face.

The other person was older, with age spots on his face. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He wore simple cloth clothes and cloth shoes. His clothes had become a little white from being washed, but they were still clean and tidy.

"Who are you? This is a girls' dormitory. How can you old men just barge in like this? Don't you have any shame? I'm going to call the police to arrest you!"

After seeing that the people who broke into the house were four old men, Zhang Manman, whose heart was beating wildly, was suddenly not so frightened anymore.

She held her phone, pointed at Zhang Xianguang, the leader of the four old men, and continued to shout in a sharp voice:

"There are men breaking into the girls' dormitory! There are men breaking into the girls' dormitory! Someone come and arrest these perverts!"

But the words had barely left his mouth.

A strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in Zhang Manman's heart.

She suddenly discovered in the video she was recording on her mobile phone that the man in the Zhongshan suit who was leading the group was holding a rusty, old-fashioned broadsword in his hand.

"Knife? How did they break into the girls' dormitory? Where was the dormitory manager? Why did they have knives in their hands?"

The moment she saw the big knife, Zhang Manman's face turned pale and she forced herself to swallow back the words she wanted to say.

However, in the blink of an eye,

Zhang Manman felt that the scenery in front of her eyes began to shake, and the whole world was turned upside down.

Her head was chopped off at some point and fell off her neck.

Miao Xiaoshan, who was standing on the ground, didn't understand what was going on when she suddenly felt a heat on the back of her neck.

When the thumping sound came, she turned her head and looked behind her.

"what!!!"

Zhang Manman's head hit the ground heavily, and her body was still sitting on the upper bunk bed, standing there motionless like a headless sculpture.

"Old Zhang, you are really cruel and ruthless. You killed such a young girl like that?"

Looking at the headless female corpse on the bed, Chen Qiaoyang smacked his lips.

"Don't say these useless things. Hurry up and confine the ghost painting to this building, and then bring He Yuelian and the ghost messenger here as well."

Ignoring Miao Xiaoshan who was too frightened to move, Zhang Xianguang picked up the painting on the ground, looked at the people standing at the door and continued:

"The starving ghosts can't hold Old Lady Qin back for long, and we can't trust the little ghost from the Wang family. We have paid too much for this idea, so we need to act quickly next time."

(End of this chapter)