I become a god in another world

Chapter 120

When Liu Chunquan heard that his daughter was involved in a ghost case that happened fifty or sixty years ago, Liu Chunquan was immediately slow to react.

His expression was stiff, as if his consciousness was momentarily fragmented.

Ever since his daughter disappeared, he had complained, hated, and thought about it for ten years. He always thought that her daughter had eloped with a boy from some family and cruelly abandoned her father and mother. However, he did not expect that Zhao Fusheng meant that his daughter was involved. In the case of a serious ghost.

Liu Chunquan's body began to shake non-stop, and he was unable to stand firmly.

Zhao Fusheng winked at Zheng He and motioned for him to hold him up.

Zheng He was annoyed, regretful and afraid. He picked up Liu Chunquan like a hawk catching a chicken, and threw him roughly to the side of the boat. He asked him to hold on to the side of the boat to stand firm, and refused to help Liu Chunquan at all.

"Wha, what does it have to do with it? What does my Honghong have to do with the ghost case?"

Liu Chunquan kicked his legs and wanted to stand up, but he didn't know if the boat was swaying on the water. He felt dizzy for a while. His legs were so weak that he couldn't use any strength. He tried several times and couldn't stand up. In the end, he felt dizzy. So I had no choice but to sit down against the string of the boat.

Zhao Fusheng lifted the hem of his clothes and then squatted down:

"Have you ever performed in the house of any general in Zhenmo Division? For example, General Jin?" She almost said it clearly. After thinking about the time and age, she changed her words:

"When your old father-in-law was alive, did he ever sing in the house of General Jin of the Imperial Capital City?"

"Jin Jiang?"

Oh my God!

Liu Chunquan quickly shook his head:

"No no."

Zhao Fusheng didn’t believe it:

"Really do not have?"

"Really not, sir!"

When Liu Chunquan heard that she didn't believe it, he immediately panicked. He grabbed Zheng He's pants again:

"Master Zheng makes the decision for me, I, I really don't -"

"If not, how could your troupe be marked by a ghost?"

Zhao Fusheng's face turned cold:

"Could it be that because you think I'm young, you want to deceive me?"

"Really not!"

Liu Chunquan shouted that he was wronged and at the same time pulled Zheng He's pants hard:

"Master Zheng, bear witness for me——"

"Let go! Let go!"

Zheng Heleng almost had his pants pulled off by him.

He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Zhao Fusheng. For a moment, he wanted to kill this ignorant old guy with two punches, but the most important thing was to hold on to the waistband of his pants to prevent him from being dragged down.

"Let go!"

"Mr. Zheng, testify for me that I really have never been to Jin Jiang's house to sing." Liu Chunquan didn't care about Zheng He's ugly face at this time. He was afraid that Zhao Fusheng might mistakenly think that he was deceiving, so he quickly grabbed Zheng He's pants and shook them. Two times.

‘Hiss—’

The sound of clothes being untied was heard.

Brown spots the size of copper coins appeared on Zheng He's face, and the ghost energy on his body became stronger. In a moment of excitement, the ghost heads that had been suppressed by the hell and the ghost car and retracted into his belly regained consciousness and fiddled with him. belly, wanting to get out.

"Let me go, my pants are about to fall off!"

He couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Liu Chunquan.

Liu Chunquan screamed in pain, curled up into a ball, and finally let go of his hands.

Zheng He saved his face, but saw Zhao Fusheng turning his head and glaring at him:

"Why did you hit him?"

"He - he pulled my pants down -"

Zheng He was a little angry and felt aggrieved:

"I--"

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to calm down, and said:

"Liu Chunquan is right. It is impossible for his father-in-law to go to the home of General Zhenmo to perform."

The Hongquan Troupe has become famous in the past two years, but what kind of person is Jin Jiang from the Demon Suppression Division?

The more ferocious the ghost that the ghost controller controls, the more human emotions he will lose.

The big figures at the level of golden generals in the Demon Suppressing Department all control evil spirits that are at least at the disaster level. These people have long since lost their joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and they rely on the power of the imperial court to suppress everything.

Many of them have lost their desire for food, drink and pleasure, and act as they please, with extreme cruelty.

In other words, these people are the living zombies. No matter how famous the Hongquan Opera Troupe is, these people are indifferent.

"I used to be obsessed with opera, but then——"

When Zheng He said this, he shook his head.

He doesn't necessarily like listening to plays.

Perhaps after controlling the ghost, he lost his human emotions, and the more he clung to the pursuit of the past, forming an obsession to prove that he still retains his humanity.

Zhao Fusheng was thoughtful when he heard this.

Zheng He said again:

"It is a supreme honor to be able to sing in the Demon Town. If he had really been there, everyone in the world would know about it."

Liu Chunquan nodded like he was pounding garlic:

"Yes, yes, Master Zheng is right."

"That shouldn't be—"

After hearing what these two people said, Zhao Fusheng knew something about it, but he felt extremely suspicious:

"Is there any other reason?"

Liu Chunquan was startled when he heard what she said.

It was related to the whereabouts of his daughter. He gritted his teeth, thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"We have never been to the Demon-Suppressing Division and have sung for the Jin Generals, but when I was alive, I, Old Taishan, once said that I sang a song for an official in the Imperial Capital."

He said:

"My father-in-law had a very good voice when he was alive. He was famous in the countryside for his high-pitched voice. He once sang for a Beijing official and received a reward."

"What's the surname of the capital official?" Zhao Fusheng asked without hope.

Liu Chunquan shook his head in embarrassment:

"I can't remember this either. Our troupe was setting up a stage in the Imperial Capital at that time. My father-in-law said that the gentleman passed by in a sedan chair and rewarded us with a tael of silver."

"One tael of silver is not a small amount." Zhao Fusheng said.

Liu Chunquan answered subconsciously:

"Who says it's not?" He finished speaking smoothly and then said:

"My father-in-law received a reward at that time and wanted to know the name of this gentleman."

Liu Chunquan said:

"There is a rule in our industry. You can't take other people's silver rewards in vain. You have to be an upright person and perform in an opera. Only in this way can you make solid money."

At this point, he sighed:

"But then nothing happened. After that, something happened in the Imperial Capital. There were many more guards in the capital, and people were strictly checked. My father-in-law was afraid that something would happen, so he quickly left the Imperial Capital with the troupe."

"Later on, this matter became a matter of concern to my father-in-law. Before he died, he was still complaining about the fact that our troupe missed this man in a play."

There are no clear clues in his words.

However, decades later, when various conditions were backward, many things became difficult to explain clearly.

The three of them were silent for a long time.

Liu Chunquan was uneasy and looked at Zheng He - Master Zheng had an ugly face. In the darkness, his expression was cold and there was no warmth in his face, as if he was like a ghost standing in the darkness.

He had also been with Zheng He for a while, but he was still not used to him being like this.

Liu Chunquan shuddered in his heart and turned to look at Zhao Fusheng.

Compared to Zheng He, Zhao Fusheng is more popular, but he is also stranger to him.

Although the Hongquan Opera Troupe is somewhat famous, this kind of "fame" is not worth mentioning in the eyes of such a big shot, and it can easily cause his troupe to fall apart.

He was uneasy.

But his daughter's disappearance was always a mystery in his mind. He originally thought that he would never see his beloved daughter again in his lifetime, but now he unexpectedly learned about his beloved daughter's whereabouts from Zhao Fusheng. He endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, the ghost case you mentioned——"

"Oh, this case is a bit special."

Zhao Fusheng was awakened from his meditation.

She glanced at Liu Chunquan and said deliberately:

"Whether this case is heard or brought up, there is a possibility that it will be marked by evil spirits——"

"..."

The corners of Zheng He's mouth twitched, fearing that he would hear the ghost case a moment later:

"Sir, I remember something..."

"Don't be impatient."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted him. Zheng He was furious and wanted to rebel, but he was afraid of Zhao Fusheng's strength, so he had to swallow his anger and said:

"I'm a little anxious."

After saying that, fearing that Zhao Fusheng would pretend to be stupid and not understand what he said, he said directly:

"I don't want to hear about this ghost case, and I don't want to be marked by a ghost."

When Zhao Fusheng heard what he said, he looked at him in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face:

"With your level of consciousness, how could the imperial court allow you to control a county?"

She said dissatisfiedly:

"I am working hard for the imperial court, and I have not received any money from the imperial court. People like you are favored by the imperial court. I think your Baozhi County is much richer than my Wan'an County -" The more she thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became:

"I solved a ghost case for you this time, so I should give you your salary."

"..."

The corners of Zheng He's mouth twitched.

But money is the least worth mentioning thing to him now. He said boldly:

"My lord, just take it, but this ghost case——"

"It doesn't matter whether you listen or not, because you have been marked for this ghost case." When Zhao Fusheng heard that he was willing to pay, his face softened slightly, and what he said next shocked Zheng He and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"I'll keep my story short."

Both of them were insiders of the ghost carriage. Zheng He was recorded in the ghost book. Zhao Fusheng did not hesitate and said directly:

"A few decades ago, there was a ghost case in the Imperial Capital. It should be the beheading case that Zheng He mentioned before."

When she said this, she became curious about the origin of the headless ghost. She made up her mind to ask Zheng He to compile this case into a book so that she could learn more about it.

The headless ghost is now in Liu's ancestral hall and will be a scourge sooner or later. If she wants to solve it, she must first understand the ghost's past and then find a way to deal with it.

The list of gods is only the last resort.

The unlocking of the god position on the list of gods will instantly make Li Gui a god. However, the two ghosts in Liu's ancestral temple form a balance. Unless Zhao Fusheng can open two god positions at the same time, the two ghosts can be made gods together.

The merit points required to open a god on the God List are sky-high.

In addition to taking advantage of the first opening, the second opening price is 10,000 merit points, and Zhao Fusheng, the third level god, suspects that it will be doubled after that.

After all, after the second level of hell is opened, the opening of the third level of hell also requires 10,000 merit points.

As a result, the merit points are seriously insufficient, and most of the time, you have to rely on yourself.

"Ugh--"

She sighed, her eyes fell on the two tense-looking people in front of her, and she pushed away the distracting thoughts in her heart and concentrated on talking about the ghost car case:

"The case I want to talk about is not this ghost case, but this ghost case that caused the death of a golden general——"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng said this, Zheng He immediately understood what she meant.

"G-ghost carriage——"

When he said this, Zhao Fusheng was originally unsure whether the ghost car that appeared in Wan'an County and Ding'an Building was the golden general who had been revived by the evil ghost decades ago, but now he finally confirmed it.

"Sure enough it is."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:

"The ghost under the control of General Jin has something very dangerous. The most dangerous thing should be a ghost car."

When she said this, she looked at Zheng He:

"It seems that you already knew this -"

"It's none of my business."

Zheng He cried out:

"Many people in the Demon Suppression Division know about this, but, but no one in the Demon Suppression Division has ever been marked?"

"No mark?"

Zhao Fusheng was suspicious.

"Yes." Zheng He gritted his teeth and said with a hard heart:

"In addition to the registration of envoys in the Demon Suppression Division, the identity information of the commander is an important core of the imperial court. Everyone's birth, origin, and methods of controlling ghosts and monsters must be registered in the register. Present to the Emperor."

Having said this, he glanced at Zhao Fusheng with a strange look, and thought to himself: Except for people like Zhao Fusheng who were born in a wild way.

"Although some people don't want others to know their secrets, refuse to say more, or talk nonsense, at least they are going through the motions on the surface."

Zheng He said:

"If there is a background and relationship between the commanders, you can know the details of the other party's strength by asking around a little bit."

And the commanders are all ghost controllers, and the probability of ghosts resurrecting increases with the number of ghost cases. Once it is on the verge of getting out of control, the court will send someone to the local area in advance to take over the position of the commander who has lost control - and clean up the trouble in the meantime.

"In this case, adults should be aware that if you are marked just by knowing about it, you don't know how much trouble will happen."

Zheng He explained:

"So I don't know what the imperial court has done. Anyway, anyone who suppresses the evil spirit ghosts will not be marked just because they hear or mention it. Unless it is like Wan'an County before, something goes wrong in the county government, which will cause the evil ghosts to run rampant."

After he said this, Zhao Fusheng also felt strange.

If there is a possibility of being marked for mentioning or hearing about ghost cases, and this possibility is regarded as a contagious curse, then how did the people of the Demon Suppression Department get rid of such a curse?

Zhao Fusheng was sure that this had nothing to do with the Book of Souls and Fate.

After all, she was also in the book of souls when she encountered the ghost carriage, but this did not save her from the disaster, and she still got on the ghost carriage in the end.

If registering her name in the soul book cannot avoid getting rid of such a curse, then the court must have other means to control the curse. If there is a chance in the future, she may go to the Imperial Capital to find out more.

Liu Chunquan was frightened when he heard 'Jin Jiang' and 'Ghost Che'. His eyes wandered around the two people, wanting to ask questions, but he did not dare to interrupt the conversation between the two people, so he had to sit aside anxiously. , waiting for the two to remember their existence after they finished speaking. Zhao Fusheng couldn't figure out the reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it for the time being, and then continued:

"The ghost car lost control and began to wander around, but the ghost driving the car had a book in his hand. Whoever's name is written on it will be invited by the ghost car."

"..."

Liu Chunquan's face gradually turned pale:

"What do you mean, sir..."

He's not stupid either.

I remembered that ten years ago, my daughter got on a black carriage late at night. At that time, I didn’t know what was going on. I thought my daughter was obsessed with running away with someone. I felt ashamed and angry, but I didn’t dare to tell anyone.

Now listening to the meaning of Zhao Fusheng's words, it seems that his daughter was really taken away by a ghost.

In this case, could it be that he witnessed his daughter's death scene with his own eyes? !

"I saw Liu Honghong's name on the ghost car roster."

Zhao Fusheng said.

Her voice was not loud, but these two short sentences were like thunder in Liu Chunquan's ears. She was like a lost puppet, stunned on the spot, speechless for a long time.

Zheng He felt a chill in his heart.

Liu Chunquan had indeed told him about this earlier. According to the rules stated by Zhao Fusheng, he should be marked by the evil ghost.

However, the Demon Suppression Division has an unwritten protection rule: any member of the Demon Suppression Division who dies after being revived by a demon will not be marked by the demon just because he heard, saw, or talked about it.

Over the years, this rule has never failed.

He was originally very resistant to the ghost case mentioned by Zhao Fusheng, but now he thought of this rule and felt at ease.

"Oh - my daughter -"

Liu Chunquan finally reacted at this moment, and a sudden wailing sounded on the boat.

The voice was filled with grief, like a lonely bird that had lost its young. Someone in the cabin in the distance stuck their head out and looked over.

Although Zhao Fusheng sympathized with him, he also warned him:

"Keep your voice down. Don't spread this matter to anyone else. Don't tell others about the ghost car at will, so as not to cause trouble."

She looked at Zheng He.

The commander of Baozhi County had already relaxed her vigilance after learning that the case was a ghost car. She smiled and warned Zheng He:

"You should also be careful."

Zheng He twitched his lips:

"Thank you for your concern, sir, but——"

"No buts."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted him and looked at him deeply.

Her gaze made Zheng He a little uneasy. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Zhao Fusheng say again:

"You are next on the ghost car's roster."

"Ghost car--" Zheng He said two words with a smile, and then he finally understood the meaning of Zhao Fusheng's words. His already stiff smile became stiffer, and his face looked ghostly:

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Your name is now registered on the ghost car's roster. The next ghost car will take you."

Zhao Fusheng was in a good mood now and repeated it again.

Zheng He's expression changed drastically:

"Impossible! Are you kidding me?!"

"I never joke when it comes to ghost cases."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and smiled as Zheng He changed his face:

"But you don't have to worry for the time being. If you're lucky enough, maybe the ghost car won't be able to find you before your ghost comes back to life."

She glanced at Zheng He's chest pointedly.

"Are you kidding..."

Zheng He's eyes darkened.

"Okay, now that we're done talking about business, go ahead and urge He Xian."

Zhao Fusheng turned his gaze to the distance and saw a large group of people walking towards the river from the direction of Dinglou. The leaders were none other than the Fan brothers.

Fan Bisheng was talking and laughing with the people around him, coaxing a group of gentry and wealthy businessmen to circle around.

When Zhao Fusheng saw these people and thought about the gains of Baozhi County and his party, he felt happy.

She solved the problem of the Zhao couple's ghosts reviving, and successfully became a god for the first time, gaining some of the abilities of the door gods, and now has more than 2,000 merit points.

In addition, Xu Yachen and others have donated a lot of gold, which is enough to renovate Zhenmo Si and the shops around Zhen Mo Si.

These shops are now under her name. In the future, with her in charge of Zhenmo Division, the prices of nearby lots will rise sooner or later.

Once she has money, she can flex her muscles and transform Wan'an County!

"..."

Zheng He couldn't think of anything to do with Hexian at this time. He didn't even want to pay attention to the celebration banquet anymore.

He was puzzled and didn't know why he was on the ghost list.

At the beginning, he also doubted whether Zhao Fusheng was deliberately trying to scare him. After all, the people in the Demon Suppression Division should be aware of the ghost carriage incident, especially since the ghost carriage incident involved the headless ghost in Baozhi County.

She checked old cases and learned that the existence of ghost cars was not a strange thing.

But she knew Liu Honghong's name, which made Zheng He feel uneasy.

He wanted to ask more questions, but Zhao Fusheng had already turned his head and did not want to talk about the ghost case anymore.

Zheng He glanced at Liu Chunquan, who was in despair, and felt extremely regretful. He wondered if it was because of this troupe that he got into such trouble.

There were too many doubts in his mind: Where did Zhao Fusheng see the list of ghost cars? How did Zhao Fusheng know that the ghost car might not be able to find him?

Most importantly, was Zhao Fusheng lying to himself?

He looked uncertain, and finally gritted his teeth, turned around and walked away:

"I'll go get some fresh food from the river."

We can't stay in Baozhi County. After the incident here, even if reporting it to the court will lead to death, it is better than waiting in fear for the ghost car to pick him up.

At least he had done meritorious service to the court, and the court would not take his life until the evil spirit in him fully recovered.

He made up his mind and said no more.

People in the Hongquan Opera Troupe heard the troupe leader crying loudly, but they didn't know what was going on, so they frequently poked their heads out to take a look.

Zhao Fusheng signaled them to help Liu Chunquan back and comfort him.

Several martial arts students came out anxiously and helped Liu Chunquan back, who seemed to have lost his soul.

Zhao Fusheng stood alone by the boat for a long time, enjoying the rare tranquility and loneliness at this time.

I don't know how long it took, but the aroma of cooked river food came from the boat. Fan Bisheng came to invite her in person, saying that the banquet was ready and waiting for her to sit down.

Several tables were opened at the Youyuan Square. Zhao Fusheng took a quick look and saw that almost all the prominent gentry from Baozhi County were here, including Xu Yachen, who had promised to move to Wan'an County.

Directly above, a large table was placed at the top, with only a few chairs placed.

Zheng He, who had previously learned that he was recorded on the ghost car roster, had lost his fear. He forced out a smile, and a young man dressed in oily hair stood beside him in fear and excitement.

Zhao Fusheng took a look, and his face turned dark instantly.

"W-what's going on?"

Fan Bi died and said:

"Fu Ling Zheng said that your Excellency just took a few more glances at Liushan in the troupe, so I sent this to serve you with wine..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw that Zhao Fusheng had a wrong look on his face and shut up in time.

Zheng He didn't know what was going on and strode over:

"My lord, please come this way. This is what you just--"

"Don't go crazy and send people back to where they were invited from!" Zhao Fusheng's face turned blue.

Zheng He disagreed:

"Sir, don't worry. People like the troupe are already used to it. They accompany him wherever he goes. It's his honor that you like him——"

Zhao Fusheng wanted to punch him twice, but she always felt that the reputation she had accumulated by catching ghosts tonight was instantly destroyed.

The young man looked at a loss. He could see that Zhao Fusheng looked bad, but he didn't know what he had done wrong and felt scared and uneasy.

Zhao Fusheng gave Zheng He a cold look.

She did not send them away immediately, but sat down at the main seat. During the banquet, everyone toasted, but they were all blocked by the young man, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

The people in Baozhi County were in a state of crisis, and they were very fond of Zhao Fusheng. They kept saying good things during the toast.

Zhao Fusheng quickly put aside the unhappiness caused by this unexpected episode and concentrated on enjoying tonight's delicious meal.

Halfway through the celebration banquet, the stage was set up and the troupe appeared on stage.

Xiao Bailing from the Hongquan Theater Troupe is indeed beautiful in figure and has a good singing voice. When she opens her voice, her voice is mellow and penetrating. As soon as she appeared on the stage, the previously noisy cabin suddenly fell silent for a while, and Zhao Fusheng also showed appreciation.

……

The celebration banquet lasted for more than two hours. It was not until Zhao Fusheng expressed that he wanted to return to Ding'an Building that everyone stood up and left.

She sent away the young man from Hongquan Opera Troupe, asked Zheng He to arrange another place for Er Fan to live, and returned to Ding'an Building alone.

The ghost car is still in the building.

Without the golden bell guiding the car, the ghost car fell into a state similar to a breakdown and would no longer start.

Li Gui was still sitting in front of the car, and the ghost horse was as quiet as a statue.

The black coffin behind the car was tightly covered, tightly suppressing the evil spirit inside.

Most people would be frightened out of their wits when they see a ghost.

But Zhao Fusheng was not an ordinary person. After she determined that the ghost car could not cause harm to her for the time being, she treated it as a special 'roommate'.

She simply washed her face, turned off the light, fell on the bed, and closed her eyes to rest.

Although he knew that the ghost car was in a special condition, Zhao Fusheng still did not dare to be careless.

She didn't really fall asleep that night, and she didn't relax until dawn.

Early this morning, a group of people rushed back to Wan'an County. Erfan and Zheng He from Ding'an Downstairs and several envoys from Baozhi County, including Gu Jiansheng, also came.

When Zhao Fusheng came downstairs, the return carriage was ready.

In addition, there was another carriage, which was prepared by Zheng He.

As soon as Fan Bisheng saw Zhao Fusheng, he said hello:

"Good morning, sir."

He felt that something was wrong with Zhao Fusheng's condition.

The ghost case last night has been solved, but Zhao Fusheng seemed to have stayed up all night.

Her eyes were red and black, and she yawned when he greeted her.

"Ready?" she asked.

Fan Bidi nodded:

"It's ready. We will ride in one carriage, and the other carriage was prepared by Deputy Ling Zheng. It contains nine thousand taels of gold, as well as some pearls and treasures." He explained:

"And the gold promised by Xu Yachen and others will be sent to Wan'an County Demon Suppression Division one after another."

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Why don't you stay for two more days, sir, so that I can perform my duties as a landlord again?"

Zheng He saw Zhao Fusheng showing up and hurriedly came to greet him.

He didn't sleep well last night. The money spots on his face became more obvious, and the ghostly aura on his body was about to stir, which showed that he was in a bad situation.

The two people looked at each other, and Zhao Fusheng was moved in his heart and shook his head:

"I won't stay anymore. After I leave this time, I have a few words to tell you."

Zheng He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Sir, please speak."

"First thing first, you can't enter Ding'an Building after I leave. Not only can you not come, it's best to seal Ding'an Building so that no one can break in at will."

Her words made Zheng He a little confused, but ghost controllers have weird tempers, and the more capable they are, the greater their prestige.

Anyway, this is the private property of the King of Chu, and no one can enter without permission. With Zhao Fusheng's words, no one will dare to say anything for the time being.

He nodded and said:

"anything else?"

"You keep an eye on the Hongquan Opera Troupe for me. I think there's something wrong with their troupe -"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Zheng He did not nod happily. Instead, he showed some resistance:

"this--"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him and suddenly asked him:

"Are you not far away from the ghost's resurrection?"

This matter is no secret.

Zheng He has been controlling ghosts for more than three years, and he can be regarded as a senior ghost controller in the entire Han Dynasty.

He stayed in Baozhi County for more than two years. Following the imperial court's order, he personally 'sent off' the previous commander a year ago and has been serving as the deputy magistrate of Baozhi County ever since.

Last year, he solved three ghost cases and completed the task. This year, he has not taken action again. There is no precedent for completing the case. Anyone can see that he must be at the end of his life and his life will not be long.

"good."

Thinking of this, Zheng He responded calmly:

“The best I can do is make it until the end of the year.”

I wish everyone a happy New Year and a new atmosphere in the new year~!

I also hope that I will be in a new state and be healthy in the new year (gradually turning into a wishing medal) hahahahaha~!

The small plot in Baozhi County has come to an end, and Fusheng will embark on a new journey~~~