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

Chapter 119: The Face on the Dead Tree
"Where am I now? Reality? Or a spiritual place?"

Looking at the strange street in front of him, Jiang Shan frowned slightly.

"This is not the haunted inn that Wang Huzhi mentioned. The scene in the memory of the 'Free Man' members is completely different from this place. Is it because the ghost rain spread and caused the location to shift?"

Jiang Shan could vaguely see everything around him thanks to the rows of dim blood-red lanterns emitting an eerie red light above his head.

Now he was in a street that resembled a rural fair.

This kind of rural fair is usually held in the center of the village.

A main road in the town center,

There are two rows of vendors from other places and a group of residential houses around them.

After all, such a location can bring the greatest benefits to local villagers and vendors from other places.

The "Ghost Street" where Jiang Shan is now has the same distribution.

Looking at the dilapidated tiled houses on both sides of the dirt road, which were built in the 1920s and 1930s, his heart sank slightly:
"Is it related to the Republic of China period again?"

Whether it is the original work or the supernatural events that Jiang Shan personally experienced,
All ghosts associated with the period of the Republic of China are far more terrifying and weird than ordinary evil spirits.

So Jiang Shan was extremely reluctant to deal with this kind of ghost.

If he is not careful, he may fall into the hands of this kind of ghost even if he controls four ghosts.

Continue to look around.
There were few stalls in the market, most of which were simple sheds made of a few broken and moldy wooden boards and bamboo poles. The roofs were covered with blood-stained cloth, swaying gently in the cold wind.

"There seems to be something in the stall over there."

In this market full of weirdness, Jiang Shan suddenly noticed that
On the wooden table of a stall not far from him, there were some old goods, including rotten and withered vegetables, shriveled fruits with green hair, and some rusty farm tools.

In his blurred vision, he saw a "person" standing behind the shadow of the wooden table, his whole body was in black and only his outline could be seen.

Glancing at the handbag in his hand that had not disappeared, Jiang Shan's eyes flickered and he was ready for the next action.

Since the handbag did not disappear, he had much more room to maneuver.

Because in this handbag there are not only ghost candles, surrogate dolls and other supernatural items that can save lives, but also rusty chains that can revive the evil spirits of the ghost rider and a trapped ghost.

As for the weapons and gold boxes, the special gold foil was even more fully prepared.

It can be said,
The combined value of everything in this handbag is enough to make any ghost rider excited.

Yi Gao people are bold.

Jiang Shan took out a ghost candle as red as human blood from his bag without hesitation and lit it.

Then he started walking towards the strange stall.

After all, in this desolate and dilapidated ghost street, except for this stall which was unusual, the rest of the place was dark.

Compared to walking around aimlessly, having the ghost candle can ensure safety.

Jiang Shan is now more inclined to find a breakthrough in this strange place.

He wouldn't take such a risk under normal circumstances.

But now that the conditions are in place, we should let this ghost candle play its due role.

The flame of the ghost candle was unexpectedly stable.

It seems that this area is not as dangerous as imagined, judging from its burning speed.

Jiang Shan could even conclude that there were no ghosts around him!

However, he did not let down his guard.

Because whether in the real rain or in this unknown place, the ghost domain of the dead face ghost cannot spread.

If it is the dead face ghost, it is because it is under stronger suppression.
For example, the presence of ghosts in ghost buses or ghost lands may suppress the evil spirits in the body.

Jiang Shan could understand this situation. But now he had never encountered a ghost, and he had not even felt the spiritual power emitted by ghosts.

The feeling that the dead-faced ghost gave him was just like the ghost eye entering the ghost painting described in the original book.
it's here,
The dead-faced ghost dare not spread the ghost domain!

The greater the contrast, the more it shows that there is unimaginable horror hidden here.

On the empty street, there was only a man holding a candle made of blood, slowly approaching a shabby stall.

Obviously, in Jiang Shan's eyes, the stall selling supernatural items was very close to him.

If we follow the estimate,

It’s only about sixty or seventy meters away.

But after walking for nearly half an hour, the stall gradually became clear in his eyes.

"This is a characteristic of the ghost realm. Everything people see in the ghost realm may not be real. I didn't expect that before I even touched the 'strongest' ghost painting in the ghost realm, the dead face ghost would lose in the confrontation with other ghosts in the ghost realm."

Jiang Shan thought to himself as he approached the stall.

Just when he finally saw the black figure in the shadow of the wooden table, his brows suddenly frowned.

"Is it a living person?"

Before him,

A middle-aged man's face with a lot of flesh was on the black figure.

Look more carefully,
There was no black ghost shadow at all, it was a piece of dead wood that was as black as charcoal!

A human face grew on a dead tree half a person's height!

The strange scene made Jiang Shan frown. From the shock in the human eyes, he concluded that the face growing on the dead tree in front of him was a living person.

Because it is absolutely impossible for a ghost to express such rich emotions.

Even a ghost rider can't do it.

at the same time,

When Jiang Shan's figure appeared in front of the stall, the black figure hiding in the stall was obviously startled.

Like a cold wind blowing through dead trees, a hoarse and hollow voice rang out from the stall:
"How did you get in?"

"Walk in." Jiang Shan said.

"Come in? Are you kidding me? You are a newcomer, right? If you are, come in quickly. If you don't listen to me and die later, don't blame me for not taking care of you."

The face on the dead tree showed a puzzled expression after a long time, and then spoke slowly.

"Brother, can you tell me where this place is? I want to know how you did this and whether you are still alive. If you don't tell me, I won't dare to go in. I'm scared!"

Hearing the words of that face,

Jiang Shan immediately acted as if he was terrified. He looked at the dead wood face with horror, and his whole body began to tremble.

Look at the proud and confident look on that person's face.

Jiang Shan knew that this man who was suspected to be a ghost rider knew a lot of inside information here.

He didn't believe that a ghost rider living in such a place would be so kind as to help an unrelated stranger.

After all, there are very few ghost riders like Tong Qian in this world.

Since the man would say such words, he must have some purpose.

After a period of silence, the man spoke slowly in a cold tone:

"You are such a talkative newbie. If my wife hadn't asked me to help a newbie before I left, I wouldn't have taken the risk to save you. Forget it, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, so it's good to say a few more words. This way I can remember that I am still a person."

(End of this chapter)