I become a god in another world

Chapter 118

Zheng He heard Zhao Fusheng's muttering and couldn't help but smile and asked:

"What are you talking about ten to five years ago..."

He didn't seem to hear clearly, but Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on him, and he saw that under the light of the red lanterns around him, more ghost spots appeared on his face, and the hands lying across his chest were shaking like cramps.

Zhao Fusheng grinned and smiled:

"What are you pretending to be?"

"..."

The smile on Zheng He's face gradually disappeared and his expression became serious.

"Sir, what do you mean, the leader of the Hongquan Theater Troupe has been poached?"

"Who said they were poached?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

Zheng He said:

"Liu Chunquan said it."

He gritted his teeth a little tight:

"Liu Chunquan said that ten years ago, he saw someone driving a carriage to pick up his daughter."

Good guy!

Zhao Fusheng was startled, glanced sideways at Zheng He, and thought to himself: At first, I thought it was me mentioning Zheng He's name that caused him to be recorded by the ghost car.

Now it seems that I just don't mention it. Zheng He has heard about the existence of the ghost carriage and has been marked by the carriage. Sooner or later he will be taken away by the ghost carriage.

"Why do you look at me like this, sir?"

Zheng He wiped his face uneasily:

"Is something wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng asked him:

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Then who is not afraid of death?" Zheng He frowned, and Zhao Fusheng sighed:

"That's okay." She was afraid that she would scare Zheng He to death if she said it.

"..." Zheng He felt heart-wrenching and uncomfortable when he saw that she didn't say anything even half-way through her words, but he didn't dare to get angry at her.

Regardless of what Zhao Fusheng was thinking, she focused her attention on the Hongquan Theater Troupe again.

What's wrong with this theater troupe? Problems occurred twice in a row.

She had read the name 'Liu Honghong' in the ghost book, and what Zheng He said also verified that Sebring was taken away by a ghost car back then.

Ten years ago, the ghost car took Liu Honghong away. What happened to Bai Ling five years ago?

Is the fact that a leading member of the troupe has been missing for five years a ghost disaster that happens at regular intervals as she guessed, or is it a weird coincidence?

"Hongquan Theater Troupe——"

"Liu Honghong——"

Zhao Fusheng read the two names again and suddenly asked Zheng He: "The reason why Liu Chun Club was renamed back then was because Sebring's real name was Liu Honghong, combined with the word 'spring' in Liu Chunquan, right?"

For some reason, after she asked herself if she was afraid of death, Zheng He always felt hairy on her back when she mentioned things related to Hongquan Club again.

It was as if something was threatening him in the dark, making him uneasy.

"……Correct."

He didn't want to answer, but Zhao Fusheng's eyes were like lightning, forcing him to nod against his will.

"What was the name of the Bailing that Liu Chunquan hired to replace Liu Honghong later?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

"I don't remember my original name, but when I joined the troupe, I usually took the surname of the troupe leader and changed it to Liu. The lark's name was Liu Hongru."

As expected, Zheng He loved going to the theater and even knew what happened five years ago.

'Um. ’ Zhao Fusheng responded and thought for a while:

"Since the first-generation Bailing is called Liu Honghong and the second-generation Bailing is called Liu Hongru, why is the third-generation Bailing called Liu Huangyu?"

Zheng He said:

"Liu Chunquan lost two pillars in succession. He thought the word 'red' was unlucky, so he changed it to yellow."

"According to this statement, doesn't it mean that the theater troupe also needs to change its name?" Zhao Fusheng said with a smile:

"Hongquan Opera Troupe? Huangquan Opera Troupe?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was stunned.

Zheng He also laughed along at first, but when he heard "Huangquan Opera Troupe", for some reason, he got cold all over and froze on the spot, not daring to answer the question.

"..."

"..."

Both of them were silent for a while, and Zheng He took the initiative to break the silence:

"I guess the troupe's stage is already being set up. Would you like to come over and take a look?"

After tonight's conversation, he had a vague feeling that this troupe was unlucky. He originally wanted to keep this popular troupe in Baozhi County to accompany him on the last journey of his life.

But after being told by Zhao Fusheng, Zheng He felt that he might be involved in trouble with the troupe before the ghosts recovered, and he had to find an opportunity to send them away as soon as possible.

"You might as well go and have a look."

Zhao Fusheng responded.

The two entered the cabin, and as expected the troupe was in full swing preparing.

When Zheng He came in, someone hurriedly called the class leader.

Not long after, a man in his fifties walked quickly.

He was wearing a green robe, a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet, and white socks wrapped around his trouser legs, making him look quite neat.

"Master Zheng is here."

As soon as he appeared, he clasped his hands and shouted when he saw Zheng He.

Zheng He tilted his head in the direction of Zhao Fusheng and whispered:

"This is Liu Chunquan, the leader of the Hongquan Theater Troupe." After saying that, he added:

"He was the one who told me about Sebring being taken away."

He mentioned the missing Sebring again and felt vaguely uncomfortable.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and his eyes fell on Liu Chunquan. Zheng He then ordered:

"This is Mr. Zhao from Wan'an County. She wants to see Xiao Bailing. Go and call her."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Liu Chunquan saw that Zheng He seemed to be taking care of Zhao Fusheng in everything, and looked at her face vaguely. Then he remembered that he had greeted a pair of distinguished guests from Wan'an County last night, and learned that a big shot had come from Wan'an County, even the famous Deputy Commander Zheng. Give her three points.

He immediately guessed that Zhao Fusheng should be a big shot among everyone.

When he thought of this, how could he dare to be negligent? He quickly waved his hand:

"Hey, who is that-"

Tonight, everyone was celebrating Zhao Fusheng, and they were all busy preparing clothes and jewelry. The theater troupe arrived at short notice. The backstage inside the cabin was filled with the belongings of the Hongquan Theater Troupe, which looked a bit messy.

Members of the class hurried away in costumes.

It can be seen that although this troupe is famous, the division of labor is not clear.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know much about the roles in the troupe, but he could tell that in addition to singing, these people also did some odd jobs.

Liu Chunquan waved and a passerby was caught by him.

This man is about seventeen or eighteen years old, fair-looking, and wearing a small green hat.

Perhaps he was temporarily pulled back by Liu Chunquan. When he turned around, his hat tilted, and he stretched out his hand to steady it.

The lanterns hanging in the cabin cast a dim yellow light. For some reason, Zhao Fusheng vaguely felt that this scene looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"you……"

She was reborn for a short period of time. During this period, except for handling ghost cases, she rarely left the Wan'an County Demon Division.

Logically speaking, the name of the Hongquan Opera Troupe was the first time Zheng He mentioned it after coming to Baozhi County, let alone meeting someone from the troupe.

Zhao Fusheng was very sure that she had never seen the young man in front of her, but she was cautious and careful. Now that she felt familiar, she simply asked:

"Have we met somewhere?" As soon as he finished saying this, Zheng He turned his head and stared at Zhao Fusheng in shock. After a while, he showed an expression that was hard to explain.

"..."

The boy who was pulled was stunned for a moment when he saw the 'big shot'.

He was a little confused by Zhao Fusheng's words. He turned to look at Liu Chunquan at a loss. Liu Chunquan smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. When he saw this kid was stunned, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gave him a hard tug:

"My lord is asking you a question. Why are you standing there stupidly?"

"grown ups……"

The young man shouted subconsciously, and Zhao Fusheng stared at him, thinking over and over again in his mind the scene when he went out to meet someone, unwilling to let go of any detail.

Begging ghosts, dog-headed villages, ghost carriages, and even what I saw and heard after coming to Baozhi County——

"I think you look familiar-"

Zhao Fusheng said:

"The little green hat, these clothes..."

After saying that, she looked up and down at the young man's figure.

Liu Chunquan has a good eye for people.

This young man has a slender figure. Although his shoulders and waist are slightly slender due to his young age, his body is stretched, unlike many malnourished men.

He wore a cyan bunt, dark blue trousers, the trousers legs were tucked into white socks, and black cloth shoes.

He was dressed like a servant.

"Your clothes——"

"These are the clothes I will wear in the play later. This boy -" Liu Chunquan saw that Zhao Fusheng was concerned about this young man and quickly changed his words:

"He wants to play a servant who reports the news."

"Servant——"

Zhao Fusheng nodded and understood the reason for the familiarity.

This young writer's costume must have reminded her of a specific scene at a certain moment.

"As for you, sir, I think it's because I haven't seen you before."

He was a little uneasy.

After Zhao Fusheng figured out that the familiar feeling he felt when seeing him might be related to his dressing up, he nodded and instead of embarrassing him, he asked:

"What's your name?"

Zheng He's body trembled, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"My name is Liu Changsheng." The young man replied respectfully.

Zheng He said quickly:

"Sir, I think this little Liu Changsheng is destined to you."

"The name is also well chosen. Your Excellency will be blessed and he will live forever."

"Okay, don't talk about this."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, Liu Chunquan's eyes secretly glanced at her and Zheng He, and then turned around and told Liu Changsheng:

"Chang Sheng, please call Huang Yu here and say that I want to see her."

"Yes."

He cupped his hands and glanced at Zhao Fusheng secretly.

But he saw that the adult was frowning and thinking, as if he was thinking about something, and was not looking at him.

He calmed down, quickly exited the cabin, opened a corner curtain and entered the back room. Not long after, a girl with a wig on and half makeup came out in small steps.

Hongquan Club still has some strength.

The girl's head was covered with pearls and emeralds. Even though Zhao Fusheng didn't know much about costumes, he could still see that her outfit was worth a lot of money.

She was generous, bowed to everyone, and shouted:

"Master Zheng, Master Zhao, dad."

The girl's voice was clear and melodious, and she had a melodious tone when calling people. She had a good voice.

Liu Chunquan had a look of joy on his face, but he did not dare to be careless in front of Zheng He. He quickly calmed down his expression and respectfully said to Zhao Fusheng:

"Sir, this is my daughter Liu Huangyu."

"Yeah." Zhao Fusheng took a deep look at Liu Huangyu.

She is just an ordinary person, with no sinister aura about her.

The girl's face was covered with thick makeup, and her complexion was hard to tell, but her eyes were black and white, and she didn't look like she was in a trance after being marked by a ghost.

The female star of the Hongquan Opera Troupe who comes every five years disappears mysteriously. Is it just a coincidence?

Zhao Fusheng's gaze made Liu Huangyu a little uneasy. She looked at Liu Chunquan frequently, but she did not dare to interrupt easily in such an occasion.

Zhao Fusheng could see that she was quite scared at this time, so he said:

"It's indeed good. You go and do your work first. I have something to ask your father."

"Yes."

The girl was summoned for no apparent reason, showed her face and was summoned back again.

However, she had traveled extensively with the troupe over the years to sing and sing, and she had also seen some strange guests with all kinds of quirks, so she nodded and returned to the inner room.

"ask me?"

Liu Chunquan's face showed a hint of confusion.

But he quickly adjusted his mood and smiled:

"Excuse me, sir."

Zhao Fusheng took a look inside the cabin. There were a lot of people around, and everyone was hurrying back and forth with their things. However, when passing by, they would inevitably look at it secretly from the corner of their eyes.

She wanted to ask Liu Chunquan about the ghost carriage, and people who heard or talked about the case might be involved in the ghost carriage case and be marked by evil spirits.

Thinking of this, she waved:

"There are too many people here, so it's not convenient to talk. You can come out with me."

When Liu Chunquan heard this, he felt a little uneasy and subconsciously raised his head to look at Zheng He.

Zheng He's inner alarm bells were ringing loudly at this moment.

In fact, he is not only experienced in handling ghost cases, but also has an even more amazing sense of danger because of his fear of death.

When he heard that Zhao Fusheng was going to talk to Liu Chunquan, his mind quickly turned away.

He thought of Zhao Fusheng's origin.

According to what the Fan brothers said, Zhao Fusheng was really just a little girl born and raised in a remote village under the jurisdiction of Wan'an County. By chance, she entered the Demon Division of Wan'an County, and finally succeeded in controlling ghosts and became the commander.

A commander with a wild background like her, who was not even appointed by the imperial court, should not have survived the ghost case. However, she unexpectedly solved the ghost case in the end and quickly took control of the Demon Suppression Division.

Even the Fan brothers meant that apart from the ghost fog still shrouding Wan'an County today, the county's security level is not inferior to that of Baozhi County - Zheng He thought at the time that the two little envoys were bragging, but tonight he witnessed Zhao Fusheng with his own eyes After solving the ghost case, I believed 80% of what the two brothers said.

And Zhao Fusheng was born like this, which destined her to have a narrow vision and limited knowledge.

But through getting along with her these two days, Zheng He felt that Mr. Zhao was very different from ordinary people.

She is gentle in conversation, has a measured approach and retreat, and is very organized in what she says and does.

The process of handling the ghost case tonight is extremely thrilling. When dealing with ghosts, if you are not careful, you will die.

But Zheng He suspected that she had already dealt with it.

The Fan brothers dug out the door panel, and when the two ghosts came, Li Gui took back the door panel and pieced it together, as if every step was planned by her.

Although Zheng He didn't understand how she solved the ghost case, the final result was just as she predicted, which showed that Mr. Zhao was unfathomable.

The most important thing is that based on her background, she should not have known about the Hongquan Opera Troupe - she even acted strangely when Zheng He mentioned the Hongquan Opera Troupe last night, but tonight when the two of them discussed the Hongquan Opera Troupe and brought up the past, she But he called out the pillar of the Hongquan Theater Troupe who suddenly disappeared ten years ago!

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