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

Chapter 128 Hammer it into the shape I want!
While Qin Xi was going to call for help,

Jiang Shan opened her handbag and prepared to study the supernatural items that were "requisitioned" from the ghost stall.

"It's supernatural, but it doesn't have that weird coldness, nor does it have that ghost feeling. It seems to be a derivative of the supernatural?"

"Silver light" shone inside the handbag, and Jiang Shan deduced in his heart through the feeling transmitted from the ghost realm.

Next second,
Blood-red ghost characters were all over every corner of the handbag.

"This apple and celery are undoubtedly supernatural derivatives. Hmm?"

The moment the word "ghost" crawled all over the shriveled apples and rotten celery, the two strange ghost objects turned into a ball of black mud. However, the half sickle and hoe made Jiang Shan raise his eyebrows, and he seemed to be interested.

His hands suddenly turned "blood red" and then he picked up the sickle with only half of the blade left.

"No response, is it because of lack of medium?"

After waving a few times, Jiang Shan frowned as he did not sense any medium, and he began to recollect.

In the original novel, the medium of Yang Jian's worn-out hatchet is footprints. As long as you stand on the footprints of a person or a ghost, you can perform dismemberment regardless of the distance.

Even if Yang Jian did not launch the dismemberment attack through a medium,

Just using a hatchet in the physical sense to chop some supernatural objects or ghosts can achieve the effect of "cutting".

Think about it,

Jiang Shan did not put the half-broken sickle into his handbag. Just as he was cleaning the black mud in the bag, Qin Xi's voice suddenly came:
"Brother Jiang, I have found the right people. They are both ghost controllers who control two ghosts. It's a bit strange to hear this name for the first time. One of them is stronger than me. Now they are ready at the counter."

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you. The coins on the counter have disappeared, and the ghost shopkeeper has also become very strange."

Jiang Shan: "How is it so strange?"

Qin Xi hesitated for a while, licked his cracked lips and said:

"The ghost shopkeeper suddenly became like a human, but not like a human. It was very strange. The last time it appeared in such a strange state was a month ago when it saw the woman named He Qiong."

"He Qiong? Do you know her?"

Jiang Shan took a puff of his cigarette and turned his head to look at Qin Xi, seeming to be very interested in the name.

Qin Xi was puzzled, but immediately replied:
"The second day after I entered Ghost Rain, I met He Qiong in the lobby of the Ghost Hotel. She was wearing a very strange uniform, like a police officer and a security guard. I was on a team with her, but unfortunately she died in the Ghost Park."

After he finished speaking, a look of regret appeared on his face.

"Now go and tell those two people to go back, and then you can take me to the place where He Qiong died."

Jiang Shan said as he pulled the zipper:
"He Qiong is the new person in charge of Dachun City. She is wearing the uniform of a person in charge. Everything here may have a lot to do with her. What else do you know about her?"

Hearing this, Qin Xi's pupils immediately dilated and he stood there in a daze, lost in his memories.

"I know she said something about immortality and possession, but my head hurts a bit now, so I can't remember it clearly."

Looking at Qin Xi's painful expression, Jiang Shan did not say anything, but waited quietly for him to recover.

After a cigarette,
Qin Xi looked at Jiang Shan with cloudy eyes and a hoarse voice:
"Sorry Jiang, I really can't remember."

Jiang Shan glanced at him, his expression unchanged as he slowly spoke:

"It's okay. Just remember the way to the ghost park."

"Remember, I will never forget this," Qin Xi replied immediately.

Just entered the first floor lobby of the hotel,
After telling the two ghost riders waiting in front of the counter to leave, Jiang Shan felt a strange gaze staring at him from some unknown place.

"This is definitely not the gaze of a living person. The last time I felt this kind of gaze was when I was lying in the ghost coffin. Where was it?"

Glancing around,

Jiang Shan spotted the source of that gaze at a glance.

Ghost shopkeeper!
At this moment, the ghost shopkeeper behind the counter poked his head out from the shadow, his eyes numb and empty but with a hint of curiosity.

"With this look, this ghost shopkeeper is definitely not a ghost. He is either an alien or a ghost rider!" Jiang Shan's face darkened when he thought of this. The next moment,
The dazzling silver light instantly enveloped the ghost shopkeeper.

The blood ghosts and ghost characters also launched a fierce attack on it at the same time.

"It is indeed an alien species. It is actually one of the ghost controllers from the Republic of China period. It seems that this period is more complicated than I imagined."

The moment his consciousness was invaded, Jiang Shan felt heavy-hearted when he saw the incomplete memories in the ghost shopkeeper's consciousness.

If it is a pure ghost,
The moment the vampire attack invaded his consciousness, he could only see darkness, as dark as the mud in a farmer's sewer.

But if the target of the attack is a person.

Even if it is just like the newspaper ghost who only possesses some fragments of Yang Xiao's memories.

In Jiang Shan's eyes, those memory fragments were like broken slides, playing intermittently in his sight.

Although this process only lasts one or two seconds.

But for him as a half-alien, it was enough to get a lot of information.

As the fragments of memory in the ghost shopkeeper began to flash, Jiang Shan's heart became more and more heavy.

He originally thought that the ghost rain was the product of the resurrection of some terrifying ghost rider from the Republic of China period, or it was a supernatural place that that group of people failed to build.

But after just watching a certain clip, Jiang Shan realized that he was totally wrong.

That memory was brief.
Just a moment.

In the pouring rain,

In the middle of a lake, a handsome middle-aged man in a white robe was sitting on a paper boat. He was facing a short old man in a black robe with a strange look on his face across the water in the reflection of the lake.

"That handsome man is alive, but the short old man reflected in the water is probably a ghost."

Judging from the expressions in the eyes of the "two people", Jiang Shan quickly made a judgment.

"That short old man is the ghost who wants to buy skinny fingers in front of the ghost stall. Is he the real body of Gui Yu?"

While peeking into the memory, Jiang Shan's eyes were focused on the short old man in the water.

"?!"

suddenly,

An extremely terrifying scene happened.

In the center of the lake, a man and a ghost were looking at each other. The moment Jiang Shan looked at them, they seemed to sense something.

I saw that the man and the ghost actually looked towards Jiang Shan's position at the same time!
The gazes of these two "people" seemed to transcend time and space, searching for Jiang Shan's eyes through the endless darkness.

Gaze has weight.
At this moment, Jiang Shan clearly understood the meaning of this sentence.

After the vampire attack,

Covered in cold sweat and with a grim look on his face, Jiang Shan took out the scapegoat doll from his pocket without hesitation and dripped a drop of blood on its head.

At this moment, he didn't care about the strange look that penetrated his memory.

right now,

Jiang Shan just wanted to hammer the ghost in front of him, which was related to the two, into the shape he wanted.

Long before he knew about the Ghost Shopkeeper's abilities, a crazy idea came to his mind.

"Ye Zhen can hammer ghosts into swords. Let me give it a try today!"

Make a divine whip!
So cool!

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(End of this chapter)