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

Chapter 290 Jiang Shan and Zhang Xianguang's meeting

While He Yuelian was controlling the ghost wedding dress and the ghost veil, following the method provided on the human skin paper, even when he saw the woman representing the ghost painting walking towards him, Yang Jian did not hesitate at all and decisively held He Yuelian's hand without thinking at all.

When the ghost bride curse on the ghost hand touched He Yuelian's increasingly shriveled hand, strange changes suddenly occurred between the spirits.

Just vaguely,

Yang Jian felt that the ethereal and pleasant ringing sound in his ears began to become fainter, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Holding your child's hand,

Coexist with the child.

The curse of the music box was indeed transferred to He Yuelian's body through the ghost hand in a strange way, but it did not completely disappear from Yang Jian's mind.

"Oh no, there's something wrong with the method on the human skin paper! The voice is still cursing and moving around. Damn it, why is this voice still in my mind!"

Yang Jian's face changed drastically when he found that the sound of the music box was echoing in his ears at a faint, almost imperceptible voice.

He didn't understand why the sound of the bell had changed significantly, and he also felt the supernatural power in his body that was beginning to madly erode his body as the music box curse faded, but the bell that was still ringing only meant one thing.

The curse remains.

"Because I made a deal with the human skin paper, the method it provided will definitely not cause any problems. This proves that the music box has indeed been transferred to this woman."

"So what's the problem? Any attack by evil spirits or cursed spirits requires a medium to affect people or the real world. The ghost hand! This hand is the medium between me and this woman, and it is also the medium to transfer the music box."

In just a few seconds, Yang Jian, who had analyzed his current abnormality, was already sweating profusely.

He glanced at the woman in the ghost painting who was getting closer and closer to him, and then glanced at He Yuelian who was in great pain. After hesitating for a moment, he made a decision immediately and let go of the ghost hand that was holding He Yuelian tightly.

Because the method provided by the human skin paper was to allow him to keep holding the woman who was controlling the mummy bride tightly after the music box curse completely disappeared.

But now the basic conditions are missing. After a brief decision, Yang Jian finally chose to trust his intuition.

Before holding He Yuelian's hand, he noticed that the woman's hand seemed to be raised up involuntarily.

This posture immediately reminded Yang Jian of the most terrifying supernatural thing about the Mummy Bride - summoning ghosts!
If the control of his body was silently taken away after the ghost bus was turned off, it would be enough for him to remember it clearly;
But the ability to summon ghosts by waving his hands was the most frightening supernatural thing to him.

After all, the supernatural powers of ghosts are a dimensionality reduction attack on living people, but the ghost bride can summon ghosts in the same dimension, which is enough to show how terrifying they are.

The medium through which the Mummy Bride summons ghosts is the hand of the person who almost becomes a slave of the ghost after holding hands with it.

This is the most important reason why Yang Jian chose not to hold He Yuelian's hand anymore.

now,

The evil ghost in the ghost painting is approaching.

The strange sound of footsteps made people feel extremely uneasy.

After Yang Jian retreated to a distance, he stared at the scene in front of him.

Now he was no longer worried about triggering the ghost painting's killing pattern. After all, the ghost candlestick that restricted the ghost painting was still inserted in his ghost hand;

In addition, the target that Guihua wants to kill is most likely He Yuelian. As long as she is not dead, Guihua will not kill anyone else for the time being.

After the woman in the painting approached He Yuelian.

He Yuelian was still wailing in pain under the veil, but she was not dead.

Perhaps it was because her vitality was very strong;
Perhaps it was because the speed of the supernatural erosion of the Corpse Bride was not that fast;

Or maybe it was because she was already cursed by the music box, and the ghost of the mummy bride simply couldn't kill her.

But Yang Jian thought the most important reason was because she was wearing that wedding dress.

The magical power of the ghost wedding dress can resist most attacks and curses. This magical power is both protecting He Yuelian and killing her.

now,

He Yuelian, who was struggling in pain, suddenly raised her hands. It was not intentional on her part, but the red wedding dress on her body was dominating all her actions.

"Here it comes!" Yang Jian's heart beat fast when he saw this scene.

Because he knew that this action of raising his hand meant that this terrible wedding dress would begin to attract ghosts, just like the scene he had seen on the haunted bus.

But right now,
The ghost was right in front of her, there was no need for her to start summoning it.

So the moment she raised her hand.

The evil ghost in the ghost painting stretched out a white and cold hand and grabbed He Yuelian.

The ghost held hands with the out-of-control He Yuelian.

Cold;

numbness;

Trance
In an instant, after He Yuelian, who still had a trace of consciousness, held the cold hand, countless strange feelings began to surge in her mind.

The contact between the two spirits produced an unforeseen confrontation.

As the woman who manifested the ghost painting and the out-of-control He Yuelian, both of them fell into an extremely strange state of calm at this moment.

The evil spirit in the ghost painting stood motionless beside He Yuelian.

He Yuelian no longer wailed in pain, but stood there blankly with lifeless eyes like a puppet.

at this moment,
Even the gray paper ashes that had been floating in the dormitory stopped falling.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian couldn't help but get nervous.
His eyes were fixed on He Yuelian, who was the most important transfer medium, and he kept an eye on her various changes:
“What should I do next?”

at the same time,

Outside the dormitory building.

"Are you finally here? Zhang Xianguang, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Shan had just finished speaking when he heard footsteps not far from the dormitory building shrouded in the ghostly realm of ghost paintings, and three people slowly walked out of the darkness.

And with the appearance of these three people, an extreme darkness swallowed up the gray and white behind them like a tide.

As expected, these three figures were Zhang Xianguang, Chen Qiaoyang, and Nie Yingping who were going to lead the ghost to the vicinity of the ghost painting.

Jiang Shan, who had seen the darkness very early on, did not choose to leave, but took the initiative to speak and show himself. He had no intention of continuing to hide, or perhaps for him, there was no need to hide anymore.

Now Yang Jian has reached the critical moment of mastering the ghost painting.
Whether it is to prevent the success of Zhang Xianguang's plan or to let Yang Jian control the ghost painting and change the current situation in Dajing City, these two points are crucial to him.

Because this will, to some extent, more or less affect his personal safety and normal life.

"You're late."

Looking at Nie Yingping's livid face and Zhang Xianguang's calm expression, Jiang Shan smoked a cigarette and spoke slowly in a calm tone.

"It looks like it's not too late. It seems like you guys have taken away the ghost in the wedding dress. I never thought that the plan I've been planning for decades would be intercepted by someone."

Zhang Xianguang didn't seem surprised by Jiang Shan's appearance.

Or in other words,

He had experienced this kind of emergency too many times, and his initial surprise was gradually accepted through repeated encounters.

Chen Qiaoyang looked at Jiang Shan with cold eyes, and said with some disdain in his voice: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Zhang Xianguang, we are being looked down upon by these juniors. We haven't done anything big for too long, and now they treat us as soft persimmons."

"You are courting death, you ignorant youngsters. Just because you can control a few evil ghosts, you think you are invincible, right? I will show you the gap between ghost riders, and let you die with an understanding heart." Nie Yingping growled.

As he spoke, he took out an old toy from his pocket.

That was the rattle that children used to play with. The red paint on the rattle was mottled, and the drum head was dirty and black. Moreover, the little toy was damaged, and the two hanging bullets on the left and right had disappeared.

But what was strange was that under the drum of the rattle there was a vague human face and the outlines of two hands emerged, as if an evil ghost was imprisoned inside.

Then,

His body was cold and gray, and his skin was covered with bruises, as if he had been frostbitten.

now,

It seemed as if a supernatural being appeared out of nowhere around him, and that supernatural being was eroding him at a terrifying speed, trying to kill him.

This is Nie Yingping's most common method of attack. He deliberately lets the evil spirits get out of control, allowing the ghosts' supernatural powers to fill the surroundings.

The most intuitive manifestation was that the surrounding temperature was dropping sharply. Even though he was far away, Chen Hao's eyebrows, hair, and eyelids were covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Ok?"

Nie Yingping frowned slightly when he saw that Jiang Shan didn't behave strangely. The evil spirit he was controlling was very strange.

The method of the attack can almost be described as all-pervasive, and the level of terror is not low.

Most ghost riders who control three or even four ghosts cannot defend against the supernatural power of this ghost.

The frost on Chen Hao’s eyebrows is the best example.

But
"It's normal that I'm not the only one who wants to control ghost painting, but I didn't expect that a young man who looks only in his twenties would also want to use it. The young are really formidable."

Seeing that Nie Yingping's supernatural power did not have a fatal effect, a hint of appreciation flashed in Zhang Xianguang's eyes.

He raised his hand to signal Nie Yingping to stop, then looked at Jiang Shan and said slowly:

"I think we still have room to talk. You seem to have known I would come a long time ago. It seems you know a lot of information about me, even secrets. Then I will speak straight to the point."

"What is your purpose in controlling ghost paintings? To become a top ghost controller? To enjoy the awe-inspiring looks of others? Or did you choose it to put an end to the supernatural?"

"You don't need to know what our purpose is, but you let the ghost paintings invade Dajing City and pull everything in reality into the ghost paintings. Is this your plan? You want the supernatural power to kill everyone?"

Before Jiang Shan could speak, Chen Hao asked with a gloomy face.

Zhang Xianguang, who seemed to be in no hurry at all, glanced at something not far away, and then said;
"No, you are prejudiced against me, or rather, you are prejudiced against all ghost riders. I want to save everyone. The spirits are resurrecting in this world, and ordinary people don't know when they will die because of ghosts. It will never be possible for us ghost riders to make up for the loss."

"The failure of the previous generation is the best testimony. Therefore, if you want to put an end to the supernatural, you can't rely on humans, but must rely on evil spirits. After all, only ghosts can fight ghosts."

"You should have come across the world of ghost paintings before. You should also know that the world of ghost paintings can expand infinitely, large enough to accommodate everyone. For example, after a city abroad was invaded by ghost paintings, many survivors lived in the ghost paintings for more than half a year, and they are still healthy."

Zhang Xianguang said something horrifying in his calm words. He actually wanted everyone to live in a world of ghost paintings.

Let everyone in this world live in the body of a ghost!
"You are a complete lunatic, a lunatic who wants to drag everyone into the abyss!"

Chen Hao suddenly became emotional. He said coldly, "Let ordinary people live in a ghost world? Do you want humans to be killed by a ghost? Who are you to make decisions for everyone?"

He was originally just a college graduate, but because he couldn't find a suitable job, he was preparing to take the civil service exam at his grandfather's house, but when he was sweeping the graves of his grandparents, he was forced to become a ghost rider.

The entire village, including his father, were involved in a supernatural incident that had been going on since the Republic of China period.

But he was the only one who escaped through the supernatural. Until now, he didn't know the situation of the village or whether his father was alive or dead.

Chen Hao didn't want to become a monster that was neither human nor ghost, and he didn't want to involve innocent people in the supernatural.

Even though he had used ordinary people in order to survive, he did not want to see the whole world filled with supernatural beings, even with such a split personality.

After all, when the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact?
The relatively normal life nowadays can still give ghost riders like him hope to survive.

But if the whole world is shrouded in ghosts, in such a desperate environment, let alone how long ordinary people can survive in such a situation, what will become of those crazy and insane ghost riders?
"Make decisions for everyone?"

Zhang Xianguang smiled slightly upon hearing this, and then looked at him: "Do ordinary people still have the right to choose nowadays? This world is no longer the world it used to be. Only those who are capable are qualified to make choices."

"As for why I want to control the ghost painting, it is because after the ghost painting is successfully controlled, the world it forms will no longer be dangerous, because all dangers are controllable."

“Isn’t this a good enough choice for everyone?”

Even though Jiang Shan knew that Zhang Xianguang was just stalling for time, he was unsure whether he could withstand the combined attack of three people, so he chose to continue pretending.

After all, he knew all the supernatural powers that Zhang Xianguang possessed, and he also knew the secrets behind his supernatural powers.

Therefore, the two people with the same purpose were silently delaying time by chatting. Otherwise, the moment they met, Jiang Shan or Zhang Xianguang would choose to take action without hesitation.

The ghost painting is being controlled,

Zhang Xianguang's true identity is hidden.

(End of this chapter)