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

Chapter 121 Ghost Shopping

"Hahahaha, you can't kill me with this ghost's protection. You will be killed by that group of ghosts in a while. It's a pity that I can't exchange your body for ghost money."

"You little bastard, you hurt me so much, hehe, but it doesn't matter, I feel happy when I think about how you died. There are so many ghosts, even your bones will be eaten by them."

On the dead tree covered with ghost words, the human face looked painful, and then laughed wildly with a hideous look.

As soon as the man finished speaking,

Jiang Shan quickly ran to the dead wood man's face and thrust the machete into the man's mouth without hesitation.

"Hahahahahaha, you gotta...ah"

The sound stopped suddenly.

at the same time,

The tattered cloth curtains surrounding the ghost stall began to float in the air, and the bamboo poles supporting the overall structure began to creak.

At the same time, an inaudible whispering sound came from a corner of the stall.

Jiang Shan frowned and scanned the ghost stall, trying to find the cause of the abnormality.

But after reading it several times, he still couldn't find the problem.

He glanced at the man wailing in pain on the ground.

"The killing pattern of the word ghost has indeed been triggered. Although the man did not die immediately for some reason, he was also suffering from the attacks of the word ghost again and again. According to this trend, he will die in pain sooner or later. However, there seems to be an unknown change in this situation." Jiang Shan thought to himself.

But as time passed, the overall shaking of the ghost stall became more severe, as if an invisible hand wanted to destroy the ghost stall.

The creaking sound of the bamboo poles was like a woman's wailing, as if the stall would collapse in the next second and lose its protective function.

"What's the problem?"

Jiang Shan thought calmly. He continued to observe his surroundings carefully and began to move around. Finally, in a dark corner of the stall, where no light was emitted, he found a corpse without human skin and covered in blood.

I walked closer and took a look.
The body was missing a face!
"It's the original body of the dead wood man. I can't get any more words out of him. He obviously knows the reason for the strange changes in the ghost stall, but now he just wants to exchange his life with mine? Is it possible that only one person can survive here?"

If this ghost stall allowed two people to exist, there would be no need for the man with the human face to say those words.

He was the one who was suppressed. If Jiang Shan had not killed him, neither of them would have died under the possible "protection" of the ghost stall.

But why was the man so sure that he would die?
"If the ghost stall can only allow one person to exist, then my entry will cause a certain balance to be broken, so the ability of the ghost stall will be invalid, and both he and I will be killed by the hundreds of ghosts outside the stall."

Jiang Shan quickly figured out the situation and walked quickly to the man with the dead tree. Without saying a word, he picked up the dead tree that smelled burnt.

When Jiang Shan first touched the "burnt dead wood", the strange feeling made his face change.

The feel is not at all like touching fine sand after the wood is burned into charcoal, and it is slightly rough.

Instead, a person is shrunk and then soaked in formalin. After the fibers and protein tissues in the body's flesh and blood are completely necrotic, the body is burned with a high fire, and finally the body's flesh and blood become extremely burnt, creating a strange feeling.

Looking at the layers of wood that grow "naturally" like tree rings,

This is not a dead tree at all.

Instead, it’s pieces of human flesh stacked together because of something supernatural!

"Woooo~!"

Seeing himself being lifted up, the human face on the dead tree showed a look of fear.

He didn't expect that this ghost meat pile weighing several hundred kilograms could be lifted by one person.

When I first controlled this ghost,
It appeared in a concrete pillar at the construction site. Initially, six workers at the construction site were unable to lift this ghost thing.

This ghost is also the reason why he dares to attack and kill anyone in the ghost stall.

Because there can only be one living person in this ghost stall. If the number exceeds this, the stall will automatically disappear.

Without shelter, everyone in the stall will face hundreds of evil spirits released from the ghost school.

The ghost stall would not return to normal until one person died or left. With the help of the inexplicable ghost screams and the hundreds of kilograms of ghost meat, he persisted in the ghost stall for half a month.

The number of people killed, trapped to death and ghost riders was countless.

Because the ghost stall can suppress the revival of evil spirits, this makes the man even more unscrupulous.

Therefore,

Jiang Shan's actions made the man completely panic, but under the suppression of the ghost word, he couldn't even speak, let alone resist.

With a loud thud of something heavy falling to the ground,

The man with a human face growing on flesh and blood was thrown out of the ghost stall by Jiang Shan.

Immediately, Jiang Shan ran to the bloody body and searched all the pockets on his clothes.

Finally, he found dozens of gray-white paper money of different denominations, made of the same material as burnt paper, in the pocket of the man's shorts.

"Is this the ghost money that men talk about? It seems that it is not the ghost money. My expectations were in vain."

Adhering to the principle of helping people to the end and sending Buddha to the west,

Jiang Shan took a look at the "ghost money" and put it in his pocket. The next moment, he took out a special pistol and quickly emptied the magazine at the faceless body.

Then he decisively threw it out of the ghost stall.

"The sobbing is gone."

Less than a minute after the man with the human face was thrown out, his terrified whimpering and struggling sounds disappeared.

Because of the obstruction of the ghost stall's curtain, Jiang Shan could only see a small area of ​​the ghost street in front of him.

He had no idea what happened to the man with the human face.

But now it doesn’t matter whether the man is dead or alive.

Because the ghosts are coming
Looking at the strange things being sold on the wooden table of the ghost stall, Jiang Shan did not move blindly.

After all, the current situation on Ghost Street does not allow him to take such risks.

About three minutes passed.
Jiang Shan, who was holding the surrogate doll tightly in his left hand and the crying ghost in his right hand, suddenly felt the temperature around him become as cold as the twelfth lunar month in the north.

The biting coldness penetrated the curtain and made him shudder. A few drops of cold sweat began to slide down his forehead involuntarily.

The dense footsteps outside the stall were getting closer and closer.
Looking at the ghost shadows surging like a black tide outside, Jiang Shan's hands were already wet with sweat, and his eyes were fixed on the ghost tide outside the stall.

Now he is extremely nervous and ready to escape at any time.

One minute
Two minutes.
Time seems so long at this moment.

It was like the chill of winter that never went away. Jiang Shan knew that countless evil spirits were wandering on this endless street.

This horrifying scene made his heart beat wildly, but what surprised him the most was:

I don't know the reason.
There is no reason,
This group of ghosts are just like students after school, wandering peacefully on this ghost street, and then suddenly disappearing at some inadvertent moment.

"This ghost stall can indeed interfere with the ghost's perception to a certain extent. Otherwise, even if I did nothing, I would have triggered a ghost's killing pattern long ago."

Seeing fewer and fewer shadows on the ghost street, Jiang Shan's nervousness eased a little.

But he still didn't dare to let his guard down at this time.

Because if what the man said was true, then there was one thing that had not happened.

Ghost shopping!
"coming!"

In the fourth minute,
A short old man with no facial features and only two empty eye sockets, looking like a dead person, stood abruptly in front of the ghost stall.

(End of this chapter)