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

Chapter 127 Confessing the King
Apart from the ghost innkeeper, Jiang Shan did not find any other evil ghosts in the entire hotel.

Three floors in total.

Thirty-two ghost riders.

Looking at the eight dehydrated human skins lying on the floor of the corridor, Jiang Shan frowned and muttered to himself:
"There are eight human skins in this ghost hotel. No, including the one on me, there are nine in total. Thirty-two people plus Qin Xi and I make a total of thirty-six people. It's this number again. What's the connection between nine and thirty-six?"

"There's a huge difference between a ghost hotel and a ghost post office. This is a place that provides shelter for the living. Not only is there no restriction on breaking into the rooms, but all the people living here are actually living people."

In the process of snatching the dehydrated human skin, Jiang Shan searched almost every room in the ghost hotel.

To his surprise,
This huge ghost hotel only has one ghost, the ghost shopkeeper, and his horror level is not too high.

"I remember when I first entered the inn, there were a few 'coins' on the counter in the lobby. These tasks must not be assigned to these wild ghost riders. They have no idea what the consequences of doing things for ghosts are."

"It would be a pity for this group of people to kill them. If they can be controlled and trained, perhaps this group of people will be a good help to me in managing the three provinces in the future."

at this time,

The corridor of the guest rooms on the first floor was crowded with people.

Without exception, all of these people are folk ghost riders who control one or two ghosts.

The ghost riders looked at Jiang Shan with fear, anxiety, and resentment in their eyes.

But no one dared to break the dead silence at this moment. Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Shan, waiting for his next instruction.

As for the ordinary people in other rooms of the ghost hotel,

At this time, no one will pay attention to the thoughts of an ordinary person. As long as they are involved in a supernatural event, ordinary people are dispensable. Most ghost riders are unlikely to care about the life and death of ordinary people, because their attention will only be focused on the ghosts in the supernatural events.

So when facing those ordinary people in the room who were going crazy, begging, and crying, Jiang Shan did not show any mercy.

Compared to ordinary people,

The thirty-five ghost riders present were his focus.

After all, if all of these people died, then thirty or forty ghosts would be resurrected, which would have a huge impact on his mission.
"Whoo~"

Jiang Shan exhaled a puff of smoke and looked calmly at the thirty-five ghost riders in front of him. At this moment, he was making a calculation in his mind:

"Most of these people only control one ghost, and a few control two. If they get involved, once they die and the ghosts in their bodies revive, it will cause more trouble for me. These people cannot die yet. It would be a pity if they died."

When Jiang Shan thought of the scene of the "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts" in Ghost Street, he gave up the idea of ​​letting them participate in the action.

Without it,

Trash teammates will only affect his actions.

"My name is Jiang Shan, and I'm the director of the headquarters branch in Jiangxi, Jilin, and Liaoning provinces. Most of you have been here for the past month, so many of you probably don't know what the headquarters is."

"To put it bluntly, I am now the governor of these three provinces. All the coordination of the three provinces is under my control."

Jiang Shan said this calmly, and there was no emotion in his tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"!!!"

But Jiang Shan's words sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

"What a joke, what era is this? How could something like this happen?" exclaimed a middle-aged man wearing glasses in the crowd.

"Why not? Do you think you are an ordinary person? You know your current abilities, so do you think he is an ordinary person? I control two ghosts, and I can't even resist him, so why can't this kind of person do it?"

Immediately a man loudly retorted.

Looking at the noisy market-like scene,
Jiang Shan frowned, and he coughed lightly, and the scene instantly became quiet:
“Do you know what a city manager is?”

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, he continued:

"City leaders need to handle supernatural incidents in their city. The basic salary is 500 million per month, with a 100 kilogram gold quota. In special circumstances, they can mobilize the city's gold to imprison evil spirits. The credit for solving supernatural incidents is assessed based on the level and quantity."

"If you have enough merit, you can even control a second ghost to extend your life. Even if your merit is not enough and the evil ghost is about to revive, as long as you actively deal with supernatural events, the branch will find a way to help you suppress the revival. If you encounter an event that cannot be resolved, report it in time and the branch will take over and deal with it."

"The head of a city can mobilize all the security forces in the city. Except for not interfering with basic policies, the person in charge of supernatural events and systems has a higher rank than all local officials."

"I have dozens of such places."

finished,

Jiang Shan glanced at the crowd calmly. In the eyes of this group of "wild" ghost riders, he saw only deep desire.

Power and money are powerful shackles that bind people's hearts.

And prolonging the life of the ghost rider as much as possible is the best way to win people's hearts.

After all, if you talk about money and power with a patient with advanced cancer who will not live for more than a month, although most people will gladly accept it, this is not what they want most.

活，
It is the instinct of countless creatures.

But if there is someone who can not only keep you alive but also give you power and wealth, if such a person really appears in your life, how will you repay him?

Seeing that the seeds of desire and longing had been planted in everyone's hearts, Jiang Shan knew that his goal had been achieved. He then looked at everyone and said:
"I will deal with the problems here next. I won't restrict your freedom too much, but I hope you won't cause me unnecessary trouble."

The further he spoke, the colder his voice became, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in everyone's hearts.

Some people with quick thinking understood what Jiang Shan meant instantly, so they walked into the room with their team members as soon as he finished speaking.

The others followed suit, and except for a young man, most of the remaining ghost riders returned to their rooms.

Looking at the only man left in the corridor, Jiang Shan slowly said:

"Qin Xi, go find two decent ghost riders and have them gather in front of the counter in the lobby on the first floor."

"it is good."

After hearing the instructions, Qin Xi did not ask any more questions, but took quick action.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Jiang Shan lit a cigarette, then squatted down and opened her handbag.

Ignoring the normal supernatural items and weapons in the handbag, the remaining items are:
three shriveled, hairy apples;
a pile of rotten, smelly celery;

There was also a sickle with the blade broken in half and a hoe without a wooden handle.

(End of this chapter)