I have a ghost diary

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Under Li Bu Huo's arrangement, Chu Jiang stayed at a hotel that day.

The next morning, he received a message from headquarters asking him to come over; they had even booked his plane ticket.

Also, considering the Ghost Master's personal wishes, if he/she does not wish to depart on the same day, he/she can reschedule.

"This processing speed is fast enough. I wonder if I'm an exception or if this is the case for everyone," Chu Jiang muttered to himself as he set off.

In fact, Li Bu Huo really wanted to take Chu Jiang to headquarters, but as the city manager, he couldn't leave his post without permission, so Chu Jiang had to go by himself.

My flight was at 9 a.m., and when I arrived at the airport at 8:30 a.m., I was subconsciously a little nervous.

This wasn't because it was his first time on an airplane, but because... he hadn't encountered a ghost for four days.

If a plane were haunted, that would be terrible, at an altitude of over 10,000 meters. If something happened, it could easily kill everyone on the plane.

The worst part is that these kinds of inexplicable plane crashes have happened quite often in history. It's very possible that you die, and everyone will just think you were unlucky.

Well, that was definitely bad luck.

Before boarding the plane, Chu Jiang paused for a moment and tried his best to sense the interior of the aircraft.

Due to the Blood Hand Ghost's unique nature, his senses were now very sharp; thankfully, he didn't detect anything unusual.

The headquarters booked Chu Jiang a first-class ticket, but when he actually sat down, he found that the seat was not full.

Chu Jiang didn't mind and just closed his eyes to rest.

But a few minutes later, he heard a pleasant female voice say, "Hello, excuse me."

Chu Jiang opened his eyes and saw a long-haired woman wearing headphones standing next to him.

He was sitting in an aisle seat on the outside, and there was a window seat to his right, where the woman was probably sitting.

So Chu Jiang stood up and made way for him.

"Thank you."

When the woman walked in, Chu Jiang was surprised to find that her hair was ankle-length and was simply tied up with a black hair tie.

The woman looked quite young; she had a clean face, a light and cheerful demeanor, wore sunglasses, a simple white long-sleeved shirt, and brown trousers.

Apart from her long hair, Chu Jiang couldn't detect anything unusual about her; she seemed like a normal person...

After a brief moment of surprise, Chu Jiang didn't stare at the other person. He simply sat down naturally, closed his eyes again, and waited for the plane to take off.

Unexpectedly, not long afterward, Chu Jiang noticed a hostile gaze.

He frowned, opened his eyes again, and looked to his left.

Sitting across the aisle from Chu Jiang was a fat man in a suit and tie. He wore a thick gold chain, a gold watch, and gold rings, clearly a nouveau riche.

But at this moment, the fat man was just nervously wiping his sweat and didn't look at Chu Jiang.

Then Chu Jiang's gaze passed over another person, and he saw a six or seven-year-old boy sitting next to the fat man.

He was wearing a black Tang suit and looked quite cute, but his pupils were blood red!

Moreover, the boy's face was so pale that he didn't look alive, so much so that the black clothes he wore didn't look like Tang suits, but rather like the clothes of a dead person.

Just as Chu Jiang realized something was amiss, "Whoosh!" The sound of an airplane taking off rang out...

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Source of Danger

At this moment, Chu Jiang's feelings were quite complex.

Was it really that unlucky? They only discovered the ghost after the plane had taken off.

No, that's not right. Chu Jiang observed carefully.

First of all, the boy in black opposite him wasn't looking at him, but at the long-haired woman.

However, Chu Jiang was blocking the other person's line of sight, which is why he mistakenly thought that the hostile gaze was directed at him.

And also... this boy doesn't seem to be a ghost.

Although Chu Jiang could sense a distinctly cold and sinister power emanating from him; although when they met eyes, Chu Jiang could see a deathly indifference; although with his eyes closed, Chu Jiang almost thought he was a ghost.

but......

However, the boy did not seem to be a ghost. Chu Jiang maximized his senses and could hear the other's faint, very slow heartbeat; he could see the blood flowing in the capillaries under the boy's skin; he could sense that the boy was not without emotion and that there was obvious hostility in his eyes.

Could this be a demon master deeply corrupted by demons?

The boy must have had a guardian; otherwise, the crew would not have allowed such a young child to board the plane alone.

After observing his surroundings, Chu Jiang did not find any other individuals who appeared to be the boy's parents.

So this middle-aged, overweight man must be the boy's guardian.

But at this moment, the fat man seemed relatively nervous, constantly wiping away sweat, and didn't interact with the boy next to him.

Chu Jiang glanced around and, confirming that it wasn't targeting him or haunted, closed his eyes again to rest.

Chu Jiang didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Whatever grudges existed between the two, it was none of his concern.

At this moment, Chu Jiang thought of another question: would the curse of the Ghost Diary affect the actions of the Ghost Master?

Hmm... probably not. Just like before, when Yun Changfeng threw out the red embroidered ball, Chu Jiang and the other ghost masters didn't have the urge to grab it.

As for Zheng Chengren, who died, he never intended to return him to Yun Changfeng after he got his hands on him.

......

Five minutes later, Chu Jiang opened his eyes with a frown, realizing that he wouldn't be getting any rest today.

It's simple. He didn't want to meddle, but that brat kept staring at them; this made Chu Jiang, who was standing in the middle, very uncomfortable. That's the trouble with being so perceptive.

"How about we switch seats?" The long-haired woman seemed to have noticed the situation as well and suggested to Chu Jiang.

Her voice was clear and melodious, and she seemed like a very nice person.

"Okay." Chu Jiang stood up without ceremony and switched seats with the other person.

With that, the feeling of being constantly on edge finally disappeared.

Chu Jiang didn't think the two of them would fight on the plane, as long as they were still rational.

Just as he expected, the boy in black simply stared intently at the long-haired woman, without making any extra movements.

The other passengers in the cabin found it strange, but none of them asked any questions; it was none of their business if someone else's child was a little odd.

The plane will land in about three hours. Chu Jiang just wants to land safely and without any surprises.

......

"Rolling~" Chu Jiang hadn't had a moment of peace when he heard something rolling across the ground.

He turned his head and saw a human head with its eyes closed and its face pale, rolling around in the aisle of the cabin.

Surprisingly, the others seemed oblivious to what was happening; some were resting, some were reading, and some were playing on their phones.

Chu Jiang looked to the other side, where the middle-aged fat man's expression became highly tense, while the boy remained motionless.

Then Chu Jiang looked at the long-haired woman again. She seemed to be asleep, but she was wearing headphones and making even breathing sounds.

Once he saw it, Chu Jiang couldn't look away. He saw a skeletal hand silently appear from behind the woman and place it on her left shoulder, but she seemed completely unaware of it.

If this were an ordinary person, Chu Jiang might intervene and help her remove the strange object.

But this was no ordinary person, so Chu Jiang did not make a move.

As time went on, more and more strange things began to happen on the plane.

First, the cabin began to darken, then drops of blood seeped from the ceiling, staining a large area red, and soon began to drip down.

"Drip~" Chu Jiang watched as drops of blood fell onto the hair of the male passenger in front of him, but the passenger was completely unaware.

A strange and chilly wind swept through the cabin, blowing a female passenger's skirt up, but she still nonchalantly took a sip of mineral water.

Out of the glass portholes, arms—some pale, some charred, some swollen, some withered—stretched out abruptly, desperately trying to grab onto something outside, desperately trying to come from another place.

Those arms swung back and forth in front of many passengers, but they did not feel scared. Even if they were blocked from reaching what they wanted, they just felt that it was a bit of a nuisance and would subconsciously push those things aside.

A foul stench, like that of a long-decaying corpse, mixed with the smell of blood, filled the air.

The shadows on the ground swayed, and Chu Jiang suddenly realized that something was under his feet. It was a soft, cold, and even somewhat damp texture, which made him feel nauseous involuntarily.

Chu Jiang casually kicked away the extra mutilated corpse that had appeared at his feet.

Beside the long-haired woman, more and more skeletons appeared. In the end, Chu Jiang even saw a tall, white, humanoid skeleton emerge, embracing the woman from behind, as if imprisoning her or protecting her.

The skeleton exuded an aura of death, its bones were wrapped in old bandages, and two eerie blue flames burned in its eye sockets.

As soon as Chu Jiang met the two will-o'-the-wisps' eyes, his eyes stung and tears of blood immediately streamed down his face.

Chu Jiang immediately lowered his head, sighed inwardly at his bad luck, and then blood spread from his right palm as he washed his eyes.

On the other side, the boy in black would occasionally brush aside the strange objects that unintentionally approached the fat man. At the same time, no ghosts or remains dared to approach the boy; there was a blank space around him.

The boy didn't need to do that, because only Chu Jiang got hurt.

Other passengers could not see these supernatural beings, and those beings were bound by some special force, preventing them from harming the living.

The situation that happened to these passengers was different from Zhang Haoran's; they simply couldn't see, and didn't have the same immunity to supernatural powers as Zhang Haoran.

As for Chu Jiang, he made eye contact with a powerful ghost and was then affected by the power naturally emanating from that ghost.

Now everything is clear; the truth is completely opposite to what Chu Jiang imagined.

He thought the boy was in danger, but it turned out the most dangerous person was the long-haired woman beside him, who seemed to be the source of all the strange occurrences.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Eyes of the Ghost

Since they only exchanged glances, Chu Jiang thought he could simply use the power of the Blood Hand Ghost to dispel the Skeleton Ghost's supernatural power.

But to his surprise, even after the blood had been washing over him for a while, Chu Jiang's vision remained completely dark. It seemed he had gone blind.

This stunned Chu Jiang; it shouldn't be like this.