Chapter 67: The Source of Danger
At this moment, Chu Jiang's mood was quite complicated.
Can you believe it? The plane took off and then they realized there was a ghost.
No, that's not right. Chu Jiang carefully observed for a moment.
First, the boy in black clothes across the street was not looking at him, but at the girl with long hair.
However, Chu Jiang blocked the boy's line of sight, so 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 feel a noticeable coldness from him; although when their gazes met, Chu Jiang could see a deathly indifference in his eyes; although if he closed his eyes, Chu Jiang would almost think he was a ghost.
But...
But the boy really doesn't seem to be a ghost. Chu Jiang heightened his senses and could hear the boy's faint, slow heartbeats; could see the flow of blood in his tiny blood vessels under his skin; could sense that he had emotions, with clear hostility in his eyes.
Could it be that this is a Ghost Master deeply infiltrated by ghosts?
The boy should have a guardian, otherwise the flight crew would not allow such a young child to board the plane alone.
Looking around, Chu Jiang didn't see any other possible parents of the boy.
So this middle-aged chubby man should be the little boy's guardian.
But at this moment, the chubby man looks relatively nervous, just constantly wiping sweat, without any interaction with the boy beside him.
Chu Jiang looked around and confirmed that it wasn't for him, nor was it a ghost, so he closed his eyes and continued to rest.
Chu Jiang didn't want to meddle in other people's business, regardless of any grudges between these two, it had nothing to do with him anyway.
At this moment, Chu Jiang thought of another question, would the curse of the Ghost Diary affect the Ghost Master's actions?
Hmm... it probably won't, just like before, when Yun Changfeng threw the red embroidered ball, Chu Jiang and the other Ghost Masters didn't have the urge to grab the ball.
As for the fallen Deng Chengren, he didn't even consider giving it back to Yun Changfeng.
......
Five minutes later, Chu Jiang furrowed his brow and opened his eyes, he felt like he wouldn't be able to rest today.
It was very easy, he didn't want to get involved, but that little ghost kept staring over here; it made Chu Jiang feel uncomfortable, that's the trouble with being sensitive.
"Why don't we switch seats?" The woman with long hair seemed to have noticed the situation and offered to Chu Jiang.
Her voice was clear and she seemed like a good person.
"Okay." Chu Jiang stood up without hesitation and exchanged seats with the other person.
That way, the feeling of being watched suddenly disappeared.
Chu Jiang didn't think these two people would start fighting on the plane, as long as they still had their senses.
As he expected, the boy in the black clothes just kept staring at the woman with long hair, without many other movements.
Even though the other passengers in the cabin felt curious, nobody asked anything; it had nothing to do with them if someone else's child was acting strange.
The plane would land in about three hours, and Chu Jiang just wanted a safe and uneventful landing.
......
"Rolling~" Not long after Chu Jiang quieted down, he heard the sound of something rolling on the ground.
He turned his head and saw a person with closed eyes and a pale face rolling back and forth in the aisle.
Strangely, it seemed like nobody else saw this scene. Some rested, some read books, and some played with their phones.
Chu Jiang looked to the other side and noticed that the middle-aged chubby man looked extremely nervous, while the boy remained still.
So Chu Jiang looked at the woman with long hair. She seemed to have fallen asleep, but she wore earphones and made steady breathing sounds.
As he looked, Chu Jiang found it difficult to look away. He saw a white skeletal hand silently appearing from behind the woman and resting on her left shoulder, but she seemed completely unaware.
If it was an ordinary person, Chu Jiang might have intervened and helped remove this strange thing.
But this was not an ordinary person, so Chu Jiang didn't do anything.
As time went by, more and more strange things started happening inside the airplane.
First, the cabin became dim, and then drops of blood started seeping through the ceiling, staining a large area and dripping down quickly.
"Drip, drip~" Chu Jiang watched as drops of fresh blood fell onto the hair of the man sitting in front of him, but the man didn't seem to notice.
A eerie and chilly breeze blew through the cabin, lifting up the skirt of a female passenger, but she calmly took a sip of mineral water as if nothing was happening.
Through the window, a sudden and startling sight appeared - arms protruding out, some pale, some charred, some swollen, some withered. Desperately, they tried 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 didn't feel scared. Even though their desired object was out of reach and hindering their space, they just found it a bit bothersome and instinctively pushed these things away.
A putrid smell, a mixture of decayed corpses and blood, filled the air, making it extremely foul and unbearable.
The shadows on the ground moved, and Chu Jiang suddenly realized that there was something extra beneath his feet - something soft, cold, and even slightly damp. This made him feel nauseous instinctively.
Chu Jiang kicked the extra, mutilated corpse away with a casual swipe.
Next to the long-haired woman, more and more white bones appeared. In the end, Chu Jiang even saw a tall white skeletal figure emerge. It embraced the woman from behind, as if imprisoning and protecting her.
This skeleton emitted a strong scent of death. Its bones were wrapped in old and worn bandages. In its eye sockets, two blue ghostly flames burned.
As soon as Chu Jiang locked eyes with the two ghostly flames, his eyes stung and tears of blood immediately streamed down his face.
Chu Jiang immediately lowered his head and sighed in frustration. Then his right palm spread blood and he washed his eyes with it.
On the other side, the black-dressed boy would occasionally brush aside the eerie things that unknowingly approached the chubby boy. At the same time, no spiritual beings or remains dared to come close to the boy. There was an empty zone around him.
The boy didn't really need to do this because only Chu Jiang was injured.
The other passengers couldn't see these supernatural things, and these supernatural things were constrained by certain special forces, unable to harm the living.
The situations happening to these passengers were different from Zhang Haoran's. They really just couldn't see, and didn't have Zhang Haoran's ability to be immune to supernatural powers.
As for Chu Jiang, he locked eyes with a powerful ghost and was affected by the natural power emanating from that ghost.
Now everything is very clear, the truth of the matter is completely opposite to what Chu Jiang imagined.
He thought the boy was dangerous, but it turns out the most dangerous person is the long-haired woman beside him. She seems to be the source of all the strange occurrences.
