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

Chapter 58: Rebirth? Or Death?
Jiang Shan’s current situation is very special.

The three ghosts, ghost word, ghost blood and blood ghost, formed a fragile balance in his body, but he was unable to control any of them.

The three ghosts seemed to use Jiang Shan's body as a container.

Jiang Shan seemed to be able to control four evil ghosts, but in fact, apart from the dead-faced ghost on his face that was about to revive, he could not even use the word "ghost" that he once controlled.

After all, the word "ghost" has become a piece of the puzzle of the blood ghost. If Jiang Shan cannot control the blood ghost, perhaps he will never be able to control the word "ghost".

"As expected, everyone in this world wants to kill people. Even though I got off to a lucky start, it still ended up like this."

He suddenly changed from a ghost rider who controlled two evil ghosts to a ghost rider who was about to revive an evil ghost. This change made Jiang Shan smile calmly. He stood up from the pit and then walked to a small pool of blood.

An old straw rope was soaked in the blood puddle, and the rope gave off a strange smell.

"I can't take this either." Jiang Shan scratched his head and muttered.

When the word "ghost" first came into being, it was like a small piece of gold that one could carry with him. As long as it was attached to his hand, Jiang Shan dared to touch any ghost directly.

of course,

It’s too scary, forget it.

"Oh my god, why is my head covered with blood? Oh, is that finger still in my head?" Jiang Shan suddenly remembered the skinny finger when he touched his head.

At that time, because his body was controlled by a vampire, the skinny finger was left in his head when his body was restarted and has not been taken out until now.

If he remembered correctly, the finger pierced through his brain and was completely stuck in his head.

But now, not only was he not dead, he didn't even feel anything strange.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan's face changed slightly. It seemed that the changes in his body were beyond his imagination.

If it were the old him, he would definitely not survive having his brain pierced by those skinny fingers.

This is not a question of controlling or not controlling the evil spirit.

When Wang Yue was "shot in the head" by the skinny finger, Jiang Shan was sure that he died almost instantly.
There is no room for struggle.

And now he only controls the dead face ghost, and is on the verge of resurrection. It makes no sense that he can survive in this situation.

Then the answer to the question can only come from his body.

"Chen Yue, this is Jiang Shan. Please ask my sister-in-law to drive over to pick me up. I will send you the address later. Remember to come too. Bring the special gold foil in my room and get me a set of clothes. Be quick." Jiang Shan called Chen Yue.

"Okay, I have your address, Jiang Shan, you don't have to send it." Chen Yue replied on the other end of the phone.

In fact, less than a few minutes after the black haze spread, Jiang Qingwu, who couldn't get through to Jiang Shan, called Chen Yue. After asking a series of questions about Jiang Shan, she sent the location of Jiang Shan's satellite phone to Chen Yue.

"That address is not right. Just come to the address I sent you." Jiang Shan said and hung up the phone.

When Jiang Shan encountered the vampire curse, he sent the satellite phone on his body to a suburb completely opposite to his location.

If for no other reason, he didn't want this group of ghost riders to appear and disturb him. This is why after such a long time, no team of ghost riders has come here.

In that situation, Jiang Shan didn't dare to put his life in the hands of others.

Sometimes, those people who are dressed gorgeously are scarier than ghosts.

The inevitable future of death has changed, and now Jiang Shan’s top priority is to solve the problem of the resurrection of the evil spirit.

According to Jiang Shan's estimation, the dead-faced ghost would probably revive in the next two or three days, and there was no telling when the balance of the three ghosts in his body would be disrupted.

So he decided to spend the next few days on the ghost bus. He wanted to delay the revival of the four ghosts by suppressing them.

Now Jiang Shan knew clearly that although the third ghost he controlled was not the expected newspaper ghost,
But the characteristics and horror level of blood ghosts are no weaker than those of newspaper ghosts, and may even be stronger!
If he can achieve a balance between the four ghosts in his body, then he will be the first person in this era of spiritual revival!
"I must take the ghost bus. Now these four ghosts are on the verge of revival. Relying on the suppression power of the ghost bus can delay my life, and maybe we can find a way to balance it."

"If I could get the face-covering cloth with the crying face printed on it, maybe I could use the crying face to balance the dead face ghost, but doing so is too risky."

Jiang Shan calmly analyzed what to do next.

Although the ghosts in the body are on the verge of revival, no matter what.

Jiang Shan was ready to go back and have a sleep first. His nerves had been extremely tense all night, and the torture was unbearable for a human being.

At this moment, he was on the verge of collapse, and sleeping and resting were what he had to do.

"Next, take a bath and see what changes have occurred in your body."

Smelling the strong smell of blood on his body, Jiang Shan showed a trace of disgust on his face. This was a good sign, perhaps because he had not been controlling the evil spirit for a long time.
It could also be that he doesn't use his supernatural powers very often, but no matter what, this expression at least proves that he still has the emotions of an ordinary person.

At first, lying in the blood pit was purely a helpless act in order to stay alive. Now Jiang Shan just wants to take a good bath.

After searching for a while, he found a small river about a hundred meters northwest.

Without any hesitation, he quickly tore off the rags on his body and dived into the river.

The river water in autumn is especially cold in the morning and evening, but Jiang Shan not only does not feel anything, but instead thinks the temperature of the ice water is just right.

When all the blood is washed away,
Jiang Shan walked to the shore and noticed in the light of the rising sun:
His body was no different from the frozen corpses in the morgue. The exposed parts of his body were so pale that not a single blood color could be seen. The black blood vessels under the "white" skin made his body look even more weird.

"My body is not normal, and it seems that it is not just my appearance that is different."

Jiang Shan frowned and bit his finger immediately, only to find that the blood flowing out was not red, but black.

And when I bit my finger, there was no pain.

"No pain?"

Jiang Shan then walked to a millstone-sized stone by the river. He estimated that the stone weighed at least fifty or sixty kilograms.

When he lifted the stone with both hands, he felt an extraordinary sense of relief.

"It seems that my body has left the category of "human". My strength has been enhanced. Other changes are unknown, but I am still injured. So it seems that this body should not be a ghost. So what is my current situation?"

Jiang Shan didn't know whether this was good or bad. He only knew that he was neither an alien nor a normal human being, but was in a weird state between human and ghost.

It seemed that he was transforming into a ghost unconsciously.

"Let's take one step at a time."

After returning to the original place and waiting for more than an hour, the sun had completely risen from the horizon, and Chen Yue and Yan Li's wife finally drove to the scene.

As soon as she got off the car, Chen Yue's face suddenly turned red. She closed her eyes and got out of the car and handed a black custom-made suit to Jiang Shan.

Seeing that it was actually a suit, Jiang Shan couldn't help but ask:

"Ah, Chen Yue, why did you bring a suit? This suit is too difficult to wear."

"You asked me to get clothes, but there are no clothes in your closet. This suit belongs to Yan Li. Why don't you thank your sister-in-law?" Chen Yue replied angrily with his eyes still closed.

"Hahahahaha, then I may have remembered it wrong. Thank you, sister-in-law."

After a lot of trouble, Jiang Shan finally put on the custom-made black suit.

Chen Yue, who had just opened his eyes, saw Jiang Shan's haggard face and said distressedly:
"Hurry up and get in the car and have a good rest. I'll do anything else for you."

Jiang Shan did not refuse. He told Chen Yue everything about Yan Li and asked her to find a time to bury Yan Li properly.

Although this task should be done by Jiang Shan, he doesn't have much time left.

Compared to the original,
In this life, Yan Li was able to keep his body intact.

Knowing that he would have to spend the next few days on the ghost bus, Jiang Shan handed over all the arrangements at home to Chen Yue and told her many things that needed attention.

"Chen Yue, go to the car and get me the gold foil."

After getting the gold foil, Jiang Shan walked quickly to the small blood puddle and wrapped the ghost rope with gold foil.

After putting it in the trunk, he got in the car and looked at Chen Yue and asked:

"Have you bought the house in Guanjiang Community?"

"I bought it. It's a fully furnished house and I'll move in soon." Chen Yue replied.

"Okay, sister-in-law, please take me to Guanjiang Community. I want to sleep there for a while. You will live there after we move in."

"In the next few months, you should go to the city less often, or even not at all. Also, don't wander around in Guanjiang Community, and don't go to District D."

After saying that, he fell into a deep sleep in the car.

No heroine! No heroine! No heroine!
Important things should be said three times!

Thanks for the love brothers!!!

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(End of this chapter)