Chapter 310: A Huge Amount of Money
Hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Yang Jian’s face. He subconsciously looked at his ghost hand that exuded a strange aura, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“So Jiang Shan thought that the ghost hand had the ghost bride’s supernatural powers? He wanted me to use the ghost bride’s supernatural powers to summon the ghost? His guess was indeed correct. The ghost hand did produce some strange changes with the ghost bride’s supernatural powers.”

“So, he actually knows something about both the ghost painting and the ghost bride. But this is very strange. He became a ghost rider almost the same time as me. So how did he do all this in such a short time?” Yang Jian couldn’t help but feel a little puzzled.

Because Jiang Shan helped him control the ghost painting, Yang Jian tacitly accepted him as the person who knew about the supernatural powers of the ghost painting and the ghost bride.

After all, what Jiang Shan did was too mysterious.

Whether it was the nail that was used to nail the starving ghosts to death in Dachang City, or the current incident in Dajing City.

Jiang Shan always gave him a feeling of being in control and confident.

Therefore, Yang Jian was happy that Jiang Shan borrowed his ghost hand because he had long known about the supernatural power of the ghost bride to summon ghosts, and he thought that his ghost hand and the supernatural power of the ghost bride must have undergone some kind of abnormal changes.

Only then did he think of using the ghost hand to summon ghosts to destroy the balance in Wei Jing’s body.

All these, coupled with what happened when they first met, made Yang Jian more and more curious about the secrets hidden in Jiang Shan.

But everyone in the psychic circle has unspeakable secrets, so of course he would not ask about it, but said in a deep voice:
“Borrow the ghost hand? Although the ghost hand has integrated the supernatural power of the ghost bride, I am not sure whether it has the ability to break the balance in Wei Jing’s body.”

“And even if the ghost hand can do it, once the supernatural conflict exceeds expectations, Wei Jing’s consciousness is very likely to die because of the ghost hand’s supernatural power.”

Jiang Shan nodded: “The ghost hand is the only evil spirit I can think of that can break the spiritual balance in Wei Jing’s body. If I use my spiritual power, the effect may not be as good as the ghost hand.”

“After all, when the ghost bride launches a ghost attack, she will retain the consciousness of the living for a short period of time, and this period of protection is what I want.”

“He was indeed attacked by the ghost bride, but how did he survive?”

After hearing what Jiang Shan said, Yang Jian already had the answer in his mind. He was now certain that Jiang Shan had definitely been attacked by the ghost bride.

Otherwise he wouldn’t know so clearly what it felt like to be attacked.

The despair of being conscious but having lost control of the body is something that cannot be guessed.

After all,

Jiang Shan slowly walked up to the ghost catcher and carefully looked at the man who had “merged” into one with the ghost catcher. He seemed to want to see more details.

At this time, Wei Jing, whose figure was slightly thin, his face was black, and his eyes were dead, stood straight in front of the two men without moving.

Not only that,

The closer you get to Wei Jing, the stronger the stench of corpses can be smelled in the air.

It was as if Wei Jing’s body had been dead for a long time, and the microorganisms in his body had lost their restraints and were frantically gnawing on his flesh and blood, secreting a disgusting smell.

Jiang Shan, who was sure that Wei Jing was completely dead, turned to look at Yang Jian and said slowly:

“Get ready. I’ll need you to grab Wei Jing’s neck with your ghost hand. Try to be gentle, but make sure the ghost hand’s spiritual power can completely cover his neck.”

Yang Jian, who still remained skeptical, took a deep breath and stretched out his ghost hand.

The moment the ghost hand approached Wei Jing, a layer of frost seemed to spread in the air and the temperature around it dropped suddenly.

At the same time, Jiang Shan noticed.

Yang Jian had no idea when a slender, graceful woman in black stood beside him. But the strange thing was that the figure of this woman had no head.
“Ghost shadow? It seems to be pretty much what I guessed. As a ghost rider, there must be some price to pay for controlling the ghost bride and the ghost painting. The ghost hand, ghost shadow and ghost eye must have undergone some changes.”

“But this figure looks familiar. I seem to have seen it not long ago. Hmm? Is it Wang Shanshan?”

Looking at the headless ghost figure with the outline of a woman, Jiang Shan quickly recognized its original owner, who was the deceased Wang Shanshan.

Her death in place of Yang Jian did not seem as simple as Jiang Shan had expected.

The moment the ghost hand touched Wei Jing’s neck, Yang Jian’s ghost hand instantly became extremely shriveled, exactly the same as the whole body of the mummy bride.

The headless ghost beside him seemed to come alive, and Wang Shanshan’s figure became more and more real.

at some point,
A touch of scarlet appeared in Jiang Shan’s sight.

The ghost hand with the supernatural power of the ghost bride attacked Wei Jing.

The ghost catcher, whose killing rules had been modified by Jiang Shan and who had been invaded by the ghost realm of ghost paintings, should be in a state of absolute balance, with the spirits in his body restricting each other and unable to move freely.

However, Yang Jian, the master of ghost painting, completely broke this balance with the same power and extremely terrifying supernatural powers.

The next second after Yang Jian grabbed Wei Jing’s neck and lifted him up, Wei Jing’s body trembled violently, and then the originally motionless body began to move slightly.

A darkness surged from Wei Jing’s body like a tide, the surrounding light instantly dimmed, and the stench of corpse in the air became stronger and stronger.

But the ghost domain of the ghost painting was always maintained by Yang Jian. The darkness that emerged from Wei Jing’s body clung to his body like black mud, which was so strange and chilling.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, released all the power of his ghost hand, and firmly grasped Wei Jing’s neck.

“Jiang Shan, this ghost messenger has too many places to suppress. I feel that the ghost hand’s supernatural power is about to be suppressed!” Beads of sweat rolled down Yang Jian’s forehead, and his arms began to tremble slightly.

Jiang Shan stared at Wei Jing and said, “The balance in Wei Jing’s body has been broken. Now the ghost wants to escape from his body. You must not let go.”

“I will help you suppress the ghost messenger. Once you show signs of spiritual resurgence, this operation will end.”

Before he finished speaking, scarlet ghost words appeared, densely covering Wei Jing’s body like a curse.

The wriggling black mud and the bloody ghost characters.

If there were ordinary people here at this moment, they would probably be scared crazy by Wei Jing’s appearance.

As time goes by, the confrontation between the ghost hand, ghost characters and ghost messenger becomes more intense.

The surroundings became increasingly colder, and the stench of corpses became increasingly stronger.

suddenly,

At a certain moment, the “black mud” on Wei Jing’s body stopped moving.

“Yang Jian, increase the power of the ghost hand. The ghost messenger has shown abnormality. If I am not mistaken, Wei Jing’s consciousness is gradually taking over the control of his body. We must help him.” Jiang Shan shouted. Hearing this, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and allowed the ghost hand to revive, allowing its power to reach an extremely terrifying level.

Just when the supernatural powers of the ghost hand and the ghost word seemed to completely suppress the ghost, Wei Jing’s body suddenly struggled violently, and his hands rose involuntarily, as if trying to take away Yang Jian’s ghost hand.

“Cough cough cough.”

Then a slightly painful cough was heard.

“It’s ok, Yang Jian, let go.”

Yang Jian, who was originally surprised, frowned after hearing Jiang Shan’s words, but he still chose to believe him, so he let go of his hand.

Without the grip of the ghost hand, Wei Jing, who had no reaction even after being slashed twice by Zhang Xianguang in the original novel, now fell to the ground in pain and powerlessness.

“You’re alive, Wei Jing. I knew you weren’t dead yet, but your current condition is different from what I expected. You seem to be able to feel pain.”

Jiang Shan looked at Wei Jing, who was breathing heavily on the ground, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he continued to speak slowly:
“Forget it. It’s not a wasted effort if I survive. At least the headquarters still has someone to act as a face, so it won’t be too embarrassing.”

“Are you that Jiang Shan? I should be dead, how do you know I’m still conscious?” At this moment, Wei Jing, who was kneeling on the ground like a stiff, rotten corpse, spoke:

“And what do you mean by that? Headquarters’ cards? What happened to the headquarters?”

His voice was weird, as if his vocal cords were incomplete. At the same time, his tone was cold without a trace of emotion, so cold that it made people feel scared.

“How do I know you are still conscious? This is not the point you need to focus on. As for the latter question, I can tell you that the headquarters has been destroyed. Wang Xiaoming, Sun Huafeng and other senior executives are all dead. Li Jun’s whereabouts are unknown.”

“You can call Cao Yanhua to ask for the details later. I can only tell you that the headquarters is now in name only. There are only a few ghost riders who have not yet become captains, and the responsible persons from all over the country in Dajing City.”

After making sure that Wei Jing was not seriously ill, Jiang Shan continued to speak slowly while smoking:

“Yang Jian and I both have things to deal with. I’m giving you this satellite phone. It has Cao Yanhua’s phone number and a satellite map dedicated to the minister. Go find out for yourself.”

Looking at Yang Jian’s slightly curious eyes, Jiang Shan glanced at him, then threw the satellite phone to Wei Jing.

Then,

A silver light appeared out of nowhere.

Whether it is the ghost painting ghost domain integrated with ghost eyes; or the ghost domain of ghost messenger with dozens of evil ghosts suppressing the ghosts, the ghost domain of the dead face ghost can successfully resist invasion.

Before Wei Jing and Yang Jian could say anything, the silver light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Shan’s figure also disappeared.

Only Yang Jian and Wei Jing were left standing there, looking at each other.

The place where supernatural objects are stored is deep underground in the third base of the headquarters. It was converted from an air-raid shelter a few years ago. The narrow and deep passage is depressing and dull. Faint lights flicker on the thick concrete walls, barely illuminating the road ahead.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the sound of one person’s footsteps echoing around. The air here seemed a little turbid, making it difficult for people to breathe.

If an ordinary person stayed here for a long time, he would suffocate to death due to lack of oxygen.

“Once Wei Jing understands the general situation, he should be able to deal with the remaining evil spirits wandering around Dajing City in a short period of time. There is no problem with his loyalty to the headquarters.”

“According to Cao Yanhua, the only captains he can contact at the headquarters are Lu Zhiwen and Liu San. Except for Wang Chaling and the absent He Yiner, the rest of the captains have lost contact.”

As Jiang Shan was walking towards the headquarters’ base where supernatural items were stored, he recalled what Cao Yanhua had just said on the phone.

He did not feel any exception to the departure of these captains from the headquarters.

After all, apart from the direct line of the headquarters, most of the captains are folk ghost riders, take Li Leping for example, although he now rides four ghosts.

But he hasn’t become an outlier yet, finding a way to avoid resuscitation.

But in today’s Dajing City, hundreds of ghosts are wandering, ghost paintings are blocking the city, and the headquarters is destroyed. The benefits brought by being a captain alone are definitely not worth his life.

It is normal that Lu Zhiwen did not leave, because he was originally assigned by the headquarters to protect some extremely special senior executives.

But Jiang Shan was a little surprised that Liu San still stayed in Dajing City. Perhaps he saw Jiang Shan’s strength and wanted to use it to gain benefits far beyond those of the captain, so he stayed.

But no matter what,

As long as the Dajing City incident is over, those who have made contributions will be rewarded accordingly, and Jiang Shan, who has left, is not prepared to settle accounts.

After all, liquidation will only lead to a bigger backlash, which will then be counterproductive.

While Jiang Shan was thinking,

Soon he noticed that there were small rooms next to the passage in front of him. Each room was numbered 001002 or something like that, extending to the bend of the passage in the distance.

“It seems that this place has not been affected. This is good news.”

The door of the room is made of steel, thick and strong. There is a small window above the door, through which you can see what is going on inside through a piece of light yellow glass.

The room was a small single room, estimated to be only about five square meters in size, with a very ordinary table in the middle.

Jiang Shan didn’t care about that at the moment. These supernatural items in the headquarters would just gather dust if left here.

Although it is true that these things are terrifying, it is undeniable that they can indeed play a role in turning the situation around.

On the table in the first room was an old camera, dirty and worn, like a piece of junk picked up from a garbage dump. It was hard to believe that it could still work normally. However, such a tattered-looking camera could capture a ghost in a photo.

Jiang Shan kicked the iron gate without any hesitation.

The music box has been taken away by Yang Jian. His purpose of coming here now is to take away all the supernatural items here, including the ghost money.

Because the impact of the headquarters’ destruction was too great, and when something went wrong in Dajing City, which was the center of the city, how could the domestic supernatural community not have noticed it?

Therefore, even if the headquarters is rebuilt later, it will not be possible to use it as the center. The balance of power is a certainty. This was the purpose of the captain’s plan in the original book. It’s just that the situation has intensified and the problem has become more prominent.

“Ghost camera, shroud, human skin lantern, dead man’s banner, ghost gate, seventy-one ghost dollars.”

(End of this chapter)