I have a ghost diary

"So? Do you want me to do it?" Xin Xin didn't seem to care at all, and didn't even glance at the other person, despite what Li Xiangtian had said before.

Chu Jiang asked, "Can you guarantee that lady's safety? If so, we can finish work and go back soon, and we can also check how the other team leaders are handling things."

"Okay," Xin Xin agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that these two people didn't care about him at all and decided his life or death in just a few words, Li Xiangtian remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Li Xiangtian clenched his fists slightly. He believed that even within the research institute, he was at least a captain-level fighter. Although his chances of winning against two opponents were slim, he did not believe he would suffer a crushing defeat in a one-on-one fight.

Even if the opponent is Chu Jiang, the man who once solved an S-level incident.

Because dealing with humans and dealing with ghosts are not the same thing. Ghosts follow certain patterns, but humans do not.

Of course, Li Xiangtian wouldn't fight Chu Jiang one-on-one. His current goal was to escape. The longer he dragged things out, the more trouble he would cause. His men were already terrified and might not be useful later.

Even if it works, the enemy still has their Ghost Master troops yet to be deployed, and in terms of numbers, they are at a significant disadvantage.

"Have you finished discussing?" As Li Xiangtian spoke, an old man with a gaunt face and wearing tattered monk's robes emerged from the next level.

He held a begging bowl in his right hand, and his skin was dark brown, making him look like an ascetic.

The moment the old man appeared, Chu Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly; he was a very dangerous person. Moreover, there was no record of this person in the research institute's files, which meant the Ghost Hunter Society did have some trump cards up their sleeves.

"Are you really willing to leave with me and search for the existence of that blissful Pure Land?" The ascetic monk looked at Li Xiangtian expressionlessly.

"The premise is that I can still live, but now the research institute clearly wants me to die." Li Xiangtian stood up. "Since the negotiations have failed, please ask the master to take action. Otherwise, not to mention me, you will probably die here too. They don't care whether you are a member of the Ghost Hunter Society or not."

The ascetic monk sighed. At that moment, the research team leader immediately grabbed the megaphone from his subordinate, intending to negotiate with this mysterious ghost master.

But to his surprise, the other party began reciting some strange scriptures.

As soon as the mysterious chanting was uttered, all the ghost masters present felt the ghosts within them begin to stir, seemingly showing a tendency to accelerate their resurrection.

Even more dangerously, the sealed ceramic jars behind Li Xiangtian began to shake on their own, as if the evil spirits inside were rapidly awakening.

It's likely that once the jar is broken, the demon inside will appear in its fully revived form, rather than needing some time to regain its full power.

Chapter 311 The S-Rank Ghost Emerges from the Coffin

At the moment the crisis occurred, Chu Jiang reached out and grabbed the ascetic monk who was chanting strange scriptures. No matter what his background was, he was now aiding and abetting evil and should be killed!

Li Xiangtian raised his hand and tried to grab Wu Fangfang from the ground, as this woman was now one of his life-saving measures.

He wasn't worried at all that Chu Jiang and the others wouldn't save the person, because if the research institute really let such a meritorious person die, it would chill the hearts of many people and have a very bad impact.

But for some reason, Li Xiangtian's grab didn't capture Wu Fangfang; instead, he took away the chains binding her, effectively helping her escape.

However, Wu Fangfang now has very little mobility; even if the chains were removed, she would be half-paralyzed on the ground.

Not far away, a phantom Grim Reaper wielding a scythe and wearing a black cloak appeared behind Xin Xin.

The Grim Reaper, whose head resembled a skull, remained motionless, staring intently at Wu Fangfang, just as its owner had positioned himself...

On the other side, Chu Jiang's grab simultaneously used both the forces of interference with reality and conjugate to try to stop the ascetic from continuing to chant scriptures.

But then, with a loud "bang!", a huge black umbrella appeared out of thin air above the thirtieth floor.

Both supernatural forces were temporarily blocked by the umbrella's canopy.

This colossal umbrella, which blots out the sky, is somewhat similar in shape to the oil-paper umbrellas produced by the research institute, but it is even more sinister and old-fashioned. It grew out from above Li Xiangtian's head and had been protecting this layer all along, only in an invisible, hidden state.

This also shows that the ghost on Xin Xin's body is very special, as it can actually invade the protective range of the umbrella and affect Wu Fangfang.

Chu Jiang gripped the umbrella, his face darkening. He tightened his grip, and the umbrella immediately creaked and dented, as if he were about to crush it from a distance.

Li Xiangtian immediately felt immense pressure. Although it wasn't outwardly apparent, the bones within his body had been eroded by the Umbrella Ghost until they resembled wooden handles.

Therefore, if Chu Jiang were to harm the Umbrella Ghost, it would also injure Li Xiangtian. However, Li Xiangtian still rushed forward regardless, intending to capture Wu Fangfang.

Then something even more miraculous happened: the floor of the thirtieth floor suddenly collapsed, as if the building had collapsed on its own due to its age, causing Wu Fangfang to fall directly to the next floor.

That wasn't all. The floors from the first to the twenty-ninth floor collapsed one after another, and the collapsed area was just a little larger than a person, causing Wu Fangfang to fall straight down along with the steel bars and concrete debris.

What's even more incredible is that not a single steel bar or concrete block hit her; it's as if, at that moment, she was the chosen one! No matter what kind of crisis she faced, she wouldn't die.

The ascetic monks continued chanting, and the ghost masters on site were barely able to suppress the restlessness of the evil spirits within them. However, within five seconds, all the amulets on the sealed pottery jars in this layer shattered.

The remaining one, I estimate, will be torn apart by the struggling ghost inside in another four or five seconds.

Li Xiangtian's previous boast about sending ghosts to every corner of the city to activate them was obviously nonsense. Given the suddenness of this encirclement, how could he possibly have made such preparations beforehand?

However, he did possess a method that could quickly revive ghosts, without having to manually open each canister, which would be too risky.

With the help of this mysterious monk, Li Xiangtian could quickly create chaos on the scene and then have the ascetic monk lead him to escape Yunjing City.

As for following this guy to find some Pure Land of Bliss or some Buddha? Li Xiangtian believed he was in the right mind and would figure out a way to get rid of him later.

Seeing that time was running out, Li Xiangtian hesitated for a moment, but still did not use the second ghost's ability to capture Wu Fangfang.

Let's retreat first, otherwise at least fifty or sixty ghosts will rush out at once, and they won't be able to distinguish friend from foe.

......

Chu Jiang was about to unleash his full power and crush the black umbrella, but for some reason, his expression suddenly changed.

Chu Jiang hurriedly pulled out a dark purple, somewhat decayed coffin from his left hand and slammed it into the umbrella from a distance!

In reality, Chu Jiang's hand did not actually touch the umbrella; it only appeared as if he had pressed it. Then, the coffin truly vanished from his hand instantly, tearing through the umbrella with a "whoosh" and crashing into the Lian Group Building.

The coffin fell straight toward the ascetic monk, who raised his right hand, chanting sutras incessantly, and tried to catch the coffin with one hand.

However, as the coffin fell, the seven nails popped out and hit the ground almost simultaneously; at the same time, a dark black, lifeless, withered hand emerged from inside.

This hand, like that of an old corpse, grasped the hand of the ascetic.

The old monk's expression changed drastically. He immediately stopped chanting the scriptures and used his left hand to cut off his right hand along his elbow.

The severed arm that had fallen to the ground instantly turned dark black and withered, as if it had been assimilated by the ghost in the coffin.

At the same time, the coffin hit the ground with a thud, shattering into pieces, but a tall, black, humanoid figure appeared amidst the rotten wood and dust...

The moment it appeared, all the sealed pottery jars fell silent and stopped shaking.

Meanwhile, everyone in the arena, and even those living outside, felt a sense of oppression rising within them, and even felt an inexplicable urge to return to death and silence.

Moreover, some people were horrified to discover that the sky had darkened without their noticing, with low-hanging clouds that looked as if it were about to rain...

As the people closest to the black figure, both the ascetic monk and Li Xiangtian felt a chill run down their spines; it was a terrifying presence.

Even though it is still standing in the same spot, motionless, the two of them can still sense a strong aura of death emanating from each other.

If you stay near this ghost for too long, all living things will be assimilated by the power of death.

The ascetic monk, his face somewhat grim, said, "Unmelting bones..."

As Li Xiangtian used the torn umbrella to shrink his defensive range, he looked at Chu Jiang with disbelief, "Are you crazy!"

This guy actually released an extremely dangerous ghost on his own. Does he want to destroy Yunjing City?

This ghost was so terrifying that it was second to none among all the ghosts Li Xiangtian had ever seen.

As the smoke cleared, everyone could see that it was a tall, humanoid zombie, wearing a tattered ancient warrior's armor, with long, grayish-white hair disheveled and its face resembling a dried corpse.

Now, everyone, whether at the research institute or the Ghost Hunter Association, has stopped moving, fearing that they might trigger the ghost's killing pattern and die silently in an instant.

Chapter 312 Submission

"Heh~" The white-haired zombie exhaled a mouthful of black gas. An invisible aura spread outward from its feet, quickly turning everything around it gray and lifeless.

The ascetic monk and Li Xiangtian immediately flew away from the building to avoid being contaminated by the aura. Li Xiangtian even gestured to the old monk to flee in the same direction as him.

Regardless, Li Xiangtian felt that he had indirectly achieved his goal.

This Chu Jiang actually released a vengeful ghost that is at least A-level, and possibly even S-level. Does he think he can command vengeful ghosts at will?

What a joke!

In fact, Chu Jiang's expression was also a bit ugly. He had never thought of letting the S-level zombie out of the dark purple coffin at this moment.

It was entirely due to the unusual chanting of that ascetic monk that the sleeping zombie was awakened. If Chu Jiang hadn't thrown the coffin out, the ghost would have awakened inside him!

"Xin Xin, try to stall those two people while I deal with the vengeful ghost."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Jiang took a step forward, as if he could shrink the distance between people, and stepped directly in front of the white-haired zombie.

......

"What's going on? Can anyone tell me what's happening? Why is an S-class vengeful ghost suddenly appearing in Yunjing City?"

The operations command center at headquarters is now in complete chaos.

There are four large electronic screens here, as well as a bunch of smaller monitoring devices. The four large screens are currently displaying footage from Yunjing City, Dongzhou City, Xiaoyue City, and Panhai City, respectively.

Other places were fine, and there were even captains who hadn't arrived at the scene yet, but in Yunjing City, Chu Jiang actually released a terrifying ghost.

This ghost has changed the weather in a region and is even assimilating its environment.

This led the vice minister, along with the experts and researchers present, to have some uneasy thoughts: Could this be someone of that level...?

At this moment, Chu Jiang had no time to care about anything else, even though members of the Ghost Hunter Society had already run out from the first floor, raising their hands to surrender.

Previously, these people were so afraid of being killed by the boss that they hid in the lower floors and dared not show themselves.

Now that the leader has taken the lead in running away, finally the first batch of fearless, or rather, very fearful, ghost masters have emerged...

The moment Chu Jiang appeared, the white-haired zombie slightly raised his head and looked at him.

The zombies even stopped their instinctive territorial expansion.

Because of its empty, gray eyes, devoid of any spirit, Chu Jiang could not fathom the ghost's thoughts.

Having made ample preparations for the opponent's counterattack, Chu Jiang tentatively stepped forward.

At least Chu Zhi inside his body didn't react at all when facing this ghost, much more easily than when he faced the black sun and the ghost Buddha.

The other ghost masters were sweating bullets for him when they saw this. How could he possibly try to get close to such a terrifying being? Was Chu Jiang truly fearless, or did he have some powerful backing?

Even when Chu Jiang reached the white-haired zombie, the zombie didn't make a move, which made Chu Jiang feel more at ease. It seemed that the old man's prediction was correct.

He then stretched out a hand and placed it directly on the other person's shoulder.