I have a ghost diary

Yes, before completely losing control, the Black Sun used [Time Reset] once again, an ability that can be described as a bug.

Chu Jiang's state was reversing, Ghost Diary's state was reversing, and even the old master's black mist chains and vermilion talismans were reversing.

However, the old man himself remained unmoved, seemingly independent of the time flow controlled by the black sun.

The old man's face darkened, but just as he was about to intervene, he suddenly stopped.

The old man looked intently at Chu Jiang, as if he wanted to see "that face" one more time.

But to the old man's surprise, when time rewound to the moment when Chu Jiang was 100% zombified, it suddenly stopped.

To be precise, it was at the moment when Chu Jiang's head still retained its human form.

At this point in time, no matter how the black sun tried, it could not push time forward; it was as if some inexplicable force had severed time, making it impossible for any existence to trace back to that moment in history.

After a period of stalemate, the black sun finally stopped its futile efforts, and time continued to flow normally.

The old man was greatly surprised. He didn't make any more moves, but just kept an eye on the ghost diary to prevent it from causing any trouble.

In reality, Black Sun has already exhausted all means at this point, so Chu Jiang should be on the verge of victory.

......

When about thirty minutes had passed, Chu Jiang fell asleep again.

But at the same time, no more unusual light emanated from his body; in fact, his body began to transform into a human form, only his clothes were completely torn apart.

The Ghost Diary had long since stopped struggling and lay on the ground as if it were dead. I wonder if it was resentful for missing a good opportunity.

The old man stared at Chu Jiang for a while, then tentatively stepped forward to check on his condition.

The conclusion is good. Although Chu Jiang is obviously more gloomy, in terms of effect alone, the black sun has indeed become one of the ghosts in his body.

This ghost lurked and shrank in the heart of Chu Jiang, subtly creating a conflict with Chu Zhi's power.

This doesn't mean Chu Jiang can rest easy now. The black sun will continue to erode its host, and the pressure it brings is incomparable to that of the two ghosts on his left and right.

The old man first draped a coat over Chu Jiang, then ignored him and walked out of the courtyard with his cane.

At the same time, he said in a certain direction, "Go and inform the others to hold a family meeting."

Lin Mohua, who was outside the courtyard, gave a soft reply and then quickly slipped away.

......

When Chu Jiang woke up, it was already night.

He opened his eyes, which were cold, lifeless, and devoid of any emotion. They were like a pair of black and gold lava, radiating a dazzling yet eerie light in the darkness.

However, as Chu Jiang blinked, the black-gold color faded, turning into a ghostly gray-white.

He blinked again, and his pupils returned to normal black before Chu Jiang sat up.

He instinctively pressed his hand to his heart, where a burning yet chilling power was radiating outwards, constantly corroding his body.

Chu Jiang's lips twitched, and he gave an ugly smile.

That feeling is back, that feeling of becoming less and less human.

When Chu Jiang woke up this time, he didn't feel the same sense of ease he had after the transplant of his dark left hand last time. His biggest feeling was that he had become more indifferent, even more extreme, and more like a ghost than a human.

As for my physical condition, I feel much heavier, as if I'm carrying something on my back.

The erosion of the body by the three demons—the Black Sun, the Blood Hand Ghost, and the Dark Left Hand—is currently being barely withstood thanks to Chu Zhan; however, it is only maintained at a delicate level, teetering on the brink of spiraling out of control.

Chu Jiang was certain that if he used all his strength and the power of all four ghosts at the same time, something bad would definitely happen.

Of course, he paid a price, but at the same time he became stronger.

Chu Jiang casually grabbed a set of clothes and put them on. Then he tested his newly acquired abilities, including: black flames, ghost domain, creating ghost servants, memetic infection, and time restart.

All five of these effects were brought about by the Black Sun, and their effects were terrifyingly strong. Chu Jiang himself was shocked when he tried them out.

Is this the power of an S-class vengeful spirit? The risks are indeed terrifyingly high, but the rewards are equally terrifyingly high.

By the way, Chu Jiang doesn't remember the latter half of the entire driving process very clearly.

He only remembered that the essence of the black sun had corrupted him, and he struggled desperately to maintain his humanity; but later, due to the unbearable pain, he gradually lost consciousness.

Then Chu Jiang had another dream, another dream about sacrifice, and he heard distant songs again.

Every time he heard that mournful melody, it seemed to pull him back hundreds or thousands of years to an era when he was still worshipped by the ancient people of Chu...

After calming himself down, Chu Jiang began to explore the other changes in his body.

Then he discovered that as Chu's zombification level increased to 80%, he had acquired a new ability related to life and death, although it was not yet comprehensive.

At present, it can only be said that we have control over [death].

As for anything else, that's about it. Chu Jiang could only sense a subtle change in his own mindset.

He hated this change; it was the feeling of treating mortals as ants while acting as if they were high and mighty gods.

Chu Jiang guessed that this was one of the negative effects of being highly corrupted by Chu Zombie and absorbing the black sun. He hoped that he could overcome it as much as possible in the future.

He has always considered himself a human being, he was, he is, and he will always be.

......

Standing up, Chu Jiang picked up the ghost diary that was at his feet.

Needless to say, this guy must be up to no good again. If it weren't for the old man watching over me, I might have already been devoured by it.

Chu Jiang tapped the cover of the Ghost Diary with his finger and put it away expressionlessly.

Just then, the old man walked in from outside the courtyard.

He asked, hands behind his back, "How are you feeling?"

Chu Jiang nodded and briefly explained his feelings.

The old man nodded in agreement. "It's already quite good. That's how ghost masters are. The stronger they become, the less human they become. Whether you can correct your mindset depends entirely on yourself."

"Then you should take a look at what happened during the day."

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and an image of Chu Jiang riding the black sun during the day appeared in the courtyard.

Chu Jiang naturally watched it carefully, but halfway through, he noticed a subtle and discordant break, as if a section of the film reel had been cut off out of thin air.

Chu Jiang then looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

But the old man just shook his head, indicating that he should continue watching.

As Chu Jiang read on, he discovered that the black sun had used a reboot, but it seemed to get stuck on the missing section and couldn't jump over it, which made Chu Jiang even more confused.

What exactly happened during that time?

The old man waved his hand to make the image disappear. He first described what he had seen, and then said with a serious expression, "I suspect that Chu Qing, this ghost, may have really encountered a problem in the process of inheritance."

"This must be the reason why your Chu family's patriarch more than a hundred years ago said that Chu Zhan might not exist."

PS: Another single update today, 3138 words... I'll try to adjust my state.

Chapter 337 Sealing the Hundred Ghosts

Chu Jiang frowned. At his most dangerous moment, Chu Zhan revealed its full power? It even prevented the Black Sun from restarting its timeline.

At first glance, this seemed like good news, but Chu Jiang began to feel uneasy.

Could it be that Chu Qing has awakened from its long slumber? Has its ghostly nature overwhelmed the humanity accumulated by generations of Chu family ancestors?

But that shouldn't be the case. Chu Jiang closed his eyes again and sensed the situation, but he couldn't detect anything wrong with Chu Qian. There was no new consciousness emerging in his own body either, and this power was completely under his control.

Unless... Chu Jian is very good at hiding it and intentionally doesn't let Chu Jiang find out.

Seeing that Chu Jiang was still puzzled, the old man simply said, "It seems you can't find the crux of the problem for now. In that case, don't get stuck on it. Just remember to be vigilant."

After saying that, the old man looked at Chu Jiang's left hand and asked, "Should we seal a part of the ghost into the diary now, or wait a while?"

"Let's do it now." Chu Jiang took out the Ghost Diary without hesitation.

This time, the guy got off easy. Speaking of which, Chu Jiang has never tried sealing multiple ghosts in the same day before. I wonder if he'll be able to see multiple pages of the diary?

Or is there a daily limit of one diary entry, and if the content of the diary changes, it won't be updated until midnight the next day?

Chu Jiang spread the diary out on the ground. The ghost diary was quiet at this moment, just like an ordinary book that was harmless to humans and animals.

The old man didn't care. He tapped the ground with his cane, and one after another, fierce ghosts emerged from the ground in the courtyard.

Chu Jiang had seen most of these ghosts before. The last time he came to the Lin Clan Ancestral Hall, the old master had resealed these ghosts.

These include: the ghost of slow slicing, the ghost living in unclean alleys, the wind ghost, the will-o'-the-wisp, the centipede with a human head, the ghost that looks back, the ghost that calls out its name, the knife ghost, the masked ghost, the grave ghost, the beast ghost, the pumpkin lantern ghost, the mummy, the blue-haired monk, the slit-mouthed woman, and so on...

Among them are vengeful spirits from both the East and the West, both humanoid and non-humanoid.

There are a total of ninety-five ghosts, which, together with the five already recorded in the diary, bring the total to one hundred.

Moreover, the old master had obviously made a deliberate selection. There were definitely no S-class ghosts among these ghosts, and probably very few were even A-class, so that Ghost Diary would not consume too many powerful ghosts at once and become something that even Chu Jiang could not control.

Furthermore, the restraints on these ghosts were not as tight as those used against the Black Sun.

Most ghosts are bound by only one black mist chain, but some exceptionally powerful ones may have a dozen or twenty chains.

For example, there's a miniature stage with pale-faced actors and musicians, all chained and unable to continue performing; despite this, these "people" still meet Chu Jiang's gaze with a cold stare...

After releasing the ghosts, the old man looked at the ghost diary on the ground again. He had clearly thought about all the possible consequences.

“You do it. If this diary gets out of control, we’ll work together to seal it away, and then dig out the ghosts it has already swallowed, one by one.”

As long as it's not more than three hundred sealed off at once, the old man is still somewhat confident.

Chu Jiang readily agreed. He casually grabbed the bloodied, mangled ghost beside him, whose entire body was covered in wounds, and after it revived, he forcibly sealed it a second time before stuffing it into the last page of his diary.

As soon as the Lingchi Ghost came into contact with the diary, the old man withdrew the corresponding black mist chains.

At the same time, the Ghost Diary seemed to come alive instantly, emanating a chilling aura that made people feel depressed and desperate, and it greedily swallowed the Lingchi Ghost in one gulp.

Immediately, the words in the diary disappeared, replaced by a ghostly drawing of a being subjected to slow slicing.

Then the diary page was turned, and the prophecy appeared:

[February 1st, showers]

Today at the Lin Clan Ancestral Hall, I successfully harnessed the black sun, but I'm not happy.