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

Chapter 325 The disappearing ghost
The sudden change seemed to throw everyone off balance, and Jiang Shan's choice shocked most people. The thought of running away spread through everyone's minds like a tide.

That indescribable, strange feeling seems to be silently affecting all the "people" in this village, even the ghosts.

"You all want to leave so badly, right? You are trying to get away with it by stealing fish from me. Let's see if you have the ability to do it."

Jiang Shan's fingertips gently stroked the lighter in his pocket. The cold touch passed through his fingertips into his mind and also into his emotions.

The group of ghost riders following him were all poor creatures struggling to survive on the ghost bus. Even as powerful as he was, he could only maintain a ghost zone of more than ten meters in this village, let alone these ghost riders whose lives were in danger.

It can be said that Jiang Shan could see every move, expression, and thoughts of this group of people.

It is easy to take advantage of the situation and escape, and his goal is to make this group of people run away.

If it weren't for this group of "ghosts" who were afraid of death, how could he know the black shadow in front of him and certain rules of this village?
The ghost domain of the dead-faced ghost spread out like a spider web around him. Amid the rising and falling breathing sounds behind him, the heartbeats of at least three people were accelerating violently.

"It's time to close the net."

Jiang Shan sneered in his heart. Already not far from the black shadow, he deliberately increased the weight of his steps and even sped up his movements.

There was a sudden sound of dripping water from the eaves on the right, which was particularly clear in the dead silence.

The middle-aged man with pus-filled face suddenly stopped breathing for a moment, and Jiang Shan's ghost domain clearly captured the other party's preparation movement of slightly bending his knees.

"Right! Run!" Zhou Shuang suddenly grabbed the corner of Lu Bing's clothes, and the abscess oozed yellow water in excitement. "Do you see that seam?"

Where their eyes met, the shadow between the two blue brick houses was wriggling strangely. The wall that was originally tightly closed cracked into a gap half a palm wide, and damp moss meandered along the crack, like a dark green path inviting death.

"Hmm? Are you here?"

Jiang Shan suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his head - this was a sign of a supernatural attack.

He pretended to check the black shadow, but in fact he was observing the back through the reflection of the ghost realm: among the seventeen ghost riders, nine were secretly looking at the gaps in the alleys in different directions.

"I see." He glanced at the female ghost rider curled up at the foot of the wall on the left. She was staring at the drainage ditch in the southeast corner and trembling all over.

There should have been a stone ditch there, but now it has become a narrow passage that people can pass through sideways.

Lu Bing shook off Zhou Shuang's hand and rushed towards the crack, his bloodshot eyeballs almost popping out of his sockets. When his fingertips touched the mossy brick wall, ripples suddenly appeared on the wall.

"Don't touch it!" Zhou Shuang, who was suddenly thrown away, suddenly discovered something. He stood there trembling all over and shouted loudly.

But the warning was half a second late, or perhaps Lu Bing rushed too frantically.

The blue brick opened its huge mouth like a living creature, and Lu Bing's entire right arm was instantly embedded in the wall.

"what!"

A scream suddenly rang in everyone's ears. Several Ghost Riders who were about to rush towards the "survival path" in front of them stood in place in fear, looking towards the source of the scream.

A horrifying scene appeared in front of almost everyone.

In their eyes, Lu Bing was standing stiffly like a puppet in front of the deep path, with a painful and ferocious expression, as if there was a wall of air in front of him.

No, that's not right. There was a meat grinder, madly grinding off his flesh. The blackened, slightly rotten pieces of flesh fell off Lu Bing's body like sand and stones sifted through a sieve, no matter how the man screamed and begged, or how hideous his expression was.

His body was like a steel bar embedded in stone, motionless and stiff in place.
"save!"

The whole process, from rushing towards the path to being attacked by the ghost, took only ten seconds, and at a certain moment, Lu Bing's screams stopped abruptly.

His chest was sunken like a flattened can, and dozens of embossed human faces appeared all over his compacted and deflated body like spores after rain, vying to gnaw at his remaining rotten flesh, or perhaps supernatural powers.

The chewing sounds that came one after another were creepy.

"???!!!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Shuang, with a face full of horror, wanted to retreat, but he found that he could not control his body at all.

"no, do not want!"

In panic, he looked around frantically, and when he found that his shadow had been nailed to the wall at some point, fear was written all over his face.

"Jiang Shan, please, save me! Save me!"

The hoarse voice did not cause any ripples in Jiang Shan's heart. His eyes were always on the path that swallowed Lu Bing and Zhou Shuang. No, in the ghost realm, in his eyes, what attacked them was never a path, but a wall.

At this moment, dense reliefs of human faces appeared on the surface of the wall, and those painfully distorted faces were dragging the two people into the wall.

Zhou Shuang's body was covered with pus as he struggled, but the yellow-green pus vaporized the moment it touched the wall, which actually accelerated the swallowing process.

The brick joints made a teeth-grinding grinding sound, and when the wall became flat again, only two petrifying outlines were left. The evil spirits in their bodies were like extinguished candles, and not even a trace of spiritual fluctuations could escape.

The two petrified people disappeared like ghosts in everyone's eyes.
"Run!" Someone shouted at a hoarse voice.

The ghost riders who had been able to remain calm seemed to have lost their minds at this moment. The crowd exploded and almost everyone was running away in all directions.

Even Jiang Shan had the thought of running away. His expression turned cold and he stood still, staring at the people who were running away.

The ghost rider in the northeast corner heard a sound of bones breaking as soon as he got into the thatched pile; the woman who rushed to the well was entangled by the ankles by the well rope and dragged into the abyss; there was also a guy who tried to climb over the wall, but his whole body stiffened when his fingertips touched the tiles, and he turned into a new stone beast on the eaves to protect the house.

If a person screams loudly, it is impossible for him to complete all the actions in one second, or even within one second, let alone adjust his facial expression after screaming.

But from the moment the scream sounded, Jiang Shan, who was instantly observing everyone with the ghost realm, did not find the "person" who was screaming.

Not to mention he was even affected by that scream.

So, the person who shouted "Run" might not be a human.
"A talking ghost?"

Jiang Shan stood there without moving, cold sweat running down his spine.

He was originally looking backwards, but suddenly he looked in the direction he had been heading in. He saw that the black fog composed of countless old and evil spirits that once stood in front of everyone had disappeared.

And the wall that once swallowed up Lu Bing and Zhou Shuang, at some unknown time, became the path that everyone had seen in Jiang Shan's ghost domain.
(End of this chapter)