I become a god in another world

Chapter 119

Zheng He shuddered and realized that there was something wrong in this matter.

Although he controls ghosts himself and knows that ghosts have no reason, no memories, and only rely on instinct, but at this moment he thought of Zhao Fusheng's past, and then looked at Zhao Fusheng today, an incredible thought came to his mind: Could it be the Zhao Fusheng in front of him? In fact, where did the evil ghost reincarnate?

But as soon as the thought came up, Zheng He shook his head.

The power of evil ghosts is no longer equal to that of human beings. Ghosts have no reason and wisdom. They are the constraints imposed by heaven and earth on them, and they are also the only source of vitality for human beings.

If ghosts really have thoughts and memories, coupled with the instinct of bloodthirsty and killing, how can there be room for human survival in this world?

impossible!impossible!

Although he didn't know the cause of Zhao Fusheng's change, nor why a girl from the countryside would call out the name of the star of the Hongquan Theater Troupe ten years ago, he believed that there must be something evil!

Recalling Zhao Fusheng's strange expression when she mentioned the disappearance of Sebring on the deck, Zheng He became more and more certain that the reason why she knew about Liu Honghong's existence might be because Liu Chunquan was involved in a ghost case.

"..."

Nowadays, Zheng He just wants to retire safely and spend his old age in peace, but does not want to get involved in trouble again.

So when he saw Zhao Fusheng calling Liu Chunquan out, Liu Chunquan turned to look at him——

Zheng He cursed again and again in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face:

"You guys go ahead and talk while I go check out the kitchen to see if the river fresh food is ready."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But just at this moment, Zhao Fusheng's voice sounded:

"Wait a minute."

Zheng He realized something was wrong, but still slipped away a step too late.

Zhao Fusheng's words were like magic sounds, reaching his ears:

"Zheng He is also an insider on this matter, so you should come with us."

"Wha, what kind of insider? I don't know anything. Your Excellency is unjustly accused——"

Zheng He quickly shouted that he was wronged. Zhao Fusheng glanced at him and his screams stopped immediately.

He lowered his head and followed Zhao Fusheng dejectedly. Liu Chunquan opened his mouth wide with a horrified expression.

The Hongquan Opera Troupe has been staying in Baozhi County for a long time. Zheng He has asked them to sing several operas. He naturally knows what kind of person Zheng He is in Baozhi County.

The commander of the Demon Suppression Division in Baozhi County is a powerful figure in the local area, and he is not a good-tempered person.

But Zhao Fusheng can control him, which shows that this Master Zhao is even more extraordinary.

Liu Chunquan was accustomed to watching people's words and immediately made up his mind to be more careful in trying to please Zhao Fusheng.

The two followed Zhao Fusheng. The three of them left the cabin and reached the deck. They looked for the deserted side of the ship. After confirming that no one dared to come around, Zhao Fusheng asked:

"Tell me about your daughter's disappearance ten years ago."

"Ten years ago?"

When Liu Chunquan followed the two people out, he had been feeling uneasy and still wondering why Zhao Fusheng summoned him.

But Leng Heshu heard Zhao Fusheng mention the past ten years ago. He raised his head suddenly, his face instantly turned pale, and then he began to gnash his teeth:

"Honghong?"

Mentioning the missing daughter, Liu Chunquan's expression was slightly distorted. He seemed to be a little resentful, mixed with a hint of sadness.

But as time passed, this sadness was suppressed and turned into an angry look:

"Why do you suddenly mention this evil, sir?" He quickly smiled flatteringly:

"She ran away with someone a long time ago. I just pretend that I don't have this daughter——"

"When the adults ask you, just say what you say. Why are you rambling on?"

Zheng He clenched his fist and wanted to hit someone.

He had a hunch that what Zhao Fusheng was talking about must be a ghost case.

At this moment, he regretted extremely why he kept this troupe. He just let it go, but why did he let the troupe serve Zhao Fusheng.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Liu Chunquan was scolded by him and quickly became honest.

He calmed down his thoughts, thought about it, and said:

"This daughter is my only daughter——"

Although the two people in front of him were big shots that Liu Chunquan could not afford to offend, looking back on the past, it was still difficult for him to completely calm down:

"Me, I was originally born into a poor family. That year, my family suffered a famine. My parents sold me eight copper coins to a passing troupe."

This small amount of money is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the family. The main reason is that his parents want to find a place for him to go so that he can have food to eat, clothing to wear and survive in the future.

Liu Chunquan said a few words nervously, but he was also afraid that Zhao Fusheng would think he was verbose, so he quickly explained:

"I want to say Honghong——"

"It's okay, please speak slowly." Zhao Fusheng comforted him:

"You should start from when you were a child. It will take some time for river food to be cooked anyway."

She suspected that Ghost Carriage and Liu Chunquan had interacted earlier. Otherwise, why would this troupe be marked?

Liu Chunquan is willing to start from the beginning, that would be great.

Facing the ghost case, Zhao Fusheng was very patient and had no intention of scolding him.

Her attitude is ridiculously good.

Liu Chunquan was stunned for a while, looking a little unaccustomed to not being scolded.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and glanced at Zheng He, only to see the commander of Baozhi County staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat someone.

——I feel comfortable now.

Liu Chunquan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I grew up in a theater troupe, learning singing and playing. Liu, the head teacher at the time, had an only daughter who was about the same age as me——"

As time passed, the two of them looked at each other with each other's eyes.

At that time, Banzhu Liu was old, and since he had no son, he really considered finding a son-in-law for his daughter.

Liu Chunquan was sold into a theater troupe since he was a child. He changed his name as soon as he joined the theater troupe. He was well-known and good-looking, and the theater troupe was his home. If his daughter married him and the theater troupe was handed over to him in the future, he would be able to continue.

"After we got married, we also gave birth to an only daughter, Honghong."

Liu Chunquan took very close care of this daughter.

"Raise her like a lady, and the dirt from the theater troupe won't touch her at all."

When he mentioned his daughter, his eyes gradually became wet:

"We were worried that the troupe would not be able to protect her. She would never go to a wealthy family when she sang, but would travel around the countryside to earn some trivial money."

"But as she grew older, she showed extraordinary talent."

Both his voice and figure were impeccable. "Gradually he became famous, and many wealthy families asked our troupe to come and sing in operas."

As her daughter became famous, the fame and income of the entire troupe soared.

Liu Chunquan was panicked and happy at the same time.

Fortunately, he made more money, the troupe became rich, everyone had enough to eat, and they became more active in practice and more loyal to him.

What makes her panic is that once her daughter's reputation becomes famous, the more she visits wealthy people's homes, the more likely she will meet a powerful person, who may then take over her.

"Unexpectedly, I didn't wait until my daughter was robbed, but she was hooked up with some damn rogue. One night, a carriage was driven overnight to pick her up."

When Liu Chunquan said this, he stamped his feet twice and wiped his tears:

"My daughter!"

"He must have eloped with someone." He said bitterly:

"Since then, my family has been in tears. We have been traveling all over the country over the years, and we are still inquiring about her whereabouts. We have to ask everywhere we go, but unfortunately there is no news."

"A few years ago, my wife couldn't stand it any longer and let her go."

He choked up when he talked about the sad part:

"It doesn't matter if she's dead. She was blinded by crying and couldn't see clearly. She used to have good eyes, but now she's become clearer. She used to be the mainstay of our troupe—"

Liu Chunquan thought of his late wife and his voice became softer. Zhao Fusheng felt the real sadness in him and couldn't help but glance at the class leader in surprise.

When she met the leader for the first time, she was left with the impression that he was naughty.

Being able to hang out under a ghost master like Zheng He shows that this person is somewhat capable.

But I didn't expect such a smooth person to have such delicate feelings.

"grown ups--"

Liu Chunquan was still sad one moment, but the next moment he wiped his face and revealed a flattering smile:

"To be honest, sir, I looked for it a few years ago but couldn't find it. I just gave up in recent years."

"I hope she's doing well -" he said calmly.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to live well.

Zhao Fusheng thought to himself as he thought of the roster on the carriage.

"Why would you suddenly mention the name of a rebellious girl like me?"

Liu Chunquan was silent for a long time, but finally couldn't bear his inner emotions and asked.

When he said this, there was a trace of vague expectation in his heart.

For a big shot like Zhao Fusheng to suddenly mention his daughter, he might have learned about Liu Honghong's whereabouts.

When his daughter 'eloped' with someone, he was furious and panicked at first, then sad, and then sad.

After his wife died, this emotion turned into resentment. He hated his ignorant daughter.

But without love there is no hate.

Under the resentment, he could not hide his concern for his daughter.

Even though the Hongquan Troupe has gradually become famous, he is living a much better life than before. However, the richer the income, the more lonely he feels.

Especially as he got older, he felt more and more uncontrollable longing.

In order to avoid others seeing his emotions, he avoided mentioning these things. When someone in the theater troupe mentioned Liu Honghong's name, he also angrily scolded her. Over time, 'Liu Honghong' became a taboo in the Hongquan Theater Troupe.

Zhao Fusheng did not answer Liu Chunquan's words, but asked him again:

"Where was Russula disappeared five years ago?"

Liu Chunquan was a little disappointed, but still replied respectfully:

"Russula is also an immature one. I'm afraid she'll run away too."

He shook his head, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Zhao Fusheng frowning, as if he was not satisfied with his answer, so he quickly braced himself and said:

"That day we were singing for a Yuanwailang in the city of Wuli Prefecture. We sang well that day, and the Yuanwailang was also very satisfied. Afterwards, he sent us a hundred taels of silver and asked Russula to sit in his courtyard——"

He gritted his teeth:

"This damn girl really took the money and went with someone else."

"Forget it, I'll never come back. Except for the one hundred yuan, I won't give him any more!" Speaking of this incident, Liu Chunquan also felt aggrieved.

It is not easy for a troupe to raise a pillar. It takes a lot of hard work during this period. I have to ask everyone to teach me. The money spent on Bai Ling is more than one hundred taels, but the people are just gone.

But the other party had a big business in Wulizhou, so he couldn't afford to offend him. Liu Chunquan suffered this depressing loss:

"Since then, opera troupes have to avoid Wulizhou when singing and don't dare to go there."

Zhao Fusheng thoughtfully said:

"In other words, both people were picked up."

At this moment, she was a little regretful that she didn't use the ghost arm to flip through a few more pages of the ghost book. She wondered if she could find out the name of Liu Honggu from the ghost book.

It's a pity that the ghost arm is so useless that the bones of the ghost book shattered when touched...

The ghost arm has a great effect on her. It seems that after returning to Wan'an County this time, she will put the ghost arm back together as soon as possible to the body of the beggar ghost.

She calmed down and looked at Liu Chunquan again:

"I see you are quite young."

"Seven out of forty this year——" Liu Chunquan quickly replied.

"Forty-seven?" Zhao Fusheng frowned again:

"The age doesn't match up."

What does this mean?

Zheng He and Liu Chunquan looked at each other in confusion.

"Have you ever heard of the ghost case in Imperial Capital fifty or sixty years ago?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

ah! There was a look of despair in Zheng He's eyes that said, "Sure enough."

He knew that Zhao Fusheng would not ask about the existence of 'Liu Honghong' for no reason. It must be related to a ghost case.

Zheng He really doesn’t understand: Isn’t it good to live well?

Why does the commander of Wan'an County do so much trouble every day?

"Fifty or sixty years ago? The ghost case in the Imperial Capital?"

Liu Chunquan had a confused look on his face, and he subconsciously turned to look at Zheng He.

Zhao Fusheng seemed gentle and easy to talk to, but Liu Chunquan couldn't understand what she said. On the contrary, the moody Vice Ling Zheng was easier to get along with - after all, after getting along for a long time, Liu Chunquan had figured out his temper and would never go wrong by following him to please him. of.

"To be honest with you, I wasn't born yet at that time. I, I'm from Changzhou. I don't remember which village I came from. I was sold into a theater troupe when I was five years old -"

He was deeply afraid that his answer would dissatisfy Zhao Fusheng, so he said fearfully:

"I-I haven't heard of the ghost case in Dijing."

"Where's Zheng He?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng did not get angry, but turned to look at Zheng He.

Zheng He's scalp went numb when she saw him.

He first instinctively shook his head, but before his head could move, he saw Zhao Fusheng's warning eyes.

She was not as polite to her as she was to Liu Chunquan. If he talked nonsense about the ghost case, Zhao Fusheng might deal with him.

Zheng He felt a chill in his heart.

"The Imperial Capital is the safest place in the world——"

Compared to the rich and powerful, the Imperial Capital is the best place in the world to protect against ghost disasters. After all, it is at the foot of the world, and ghost cases generally do not occur.

But fifty or sixty years ago...

Zheng He slowly remembered an unsolved ghost case, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Sir, you are referring to the beheading case back then?"

Zhao Fusheng showed an expression of approval on his face:

"As expected, Deputy Ling Zheng is an experienced commander, and he has a good memory."

"..."

Zheng He actually didn't want to think about these past events because he was completely forced to do so.

When he was praised by Zhao Fusheng, he was not only not happy at all, but also a little annoyed.

He quickly suppressed this anger.

"What does this have to do with Liu Honghong's disappearance?"

"It has something to do with it." Zhao Fusheng asked for a long time, and finally got to the point.