I become a god in another world

Chapter 128 Arriving at Ghost Tomb

Chapter 128

Under the noses of the four people, the evil ghost revived!

In addition to Zhao Fusheng's initial fright, the experience of fighting ghosts several times made her quickly calm down.

Although the coachman said that the evil ghost had revived, he was not of a high level, so he should be able to move through the special ghost realm here.

Judging from the ghost's aura, the driver's aura at this time should not be at the evil level, and may even be just a evil-level ghost.

Her hell has been upgraded to the second level, and she has enough merit points. In times of danger, she can try to put the ghost transformed by the coachman into hell.

If it didn't work out, Zhao Fusheng still had a piece of money to buy his life.

Once the ghosts riot, she can use the ghost money to make the driver leave.

But this is a last resort.

This is the territory of Wan'an County. After the coachman leaves, he may go to other areas, which will cause trouble. Therefore, Zhao Fusheng is not prepared to ask him to leave unless it is a last resort.

Li Gui stood up.

The minds of the other three people went blank, and they stared at the newly resurrected ghost without daring to blink.

'Ahem. '

Just when everyone's nerves were tense, Zhang Chuanshi suddenly cleared his throat, frightening Pang Zhixian to the point where he almost suffered a cardiac arrest.

Zhang Chuanshi looked at Zhao Fusheng:

"I have something I don't know whether to say or not."

This old man seemed as timid as a mouse, but after Li Gui revived, the others remained motionless, and he was able to speak a coherent sentence.

Zhao Fusheng looked at him with some special eyes, and then said without hesitation:

"Then don't say it."

Zhang Chuanshi's face, half of which could still see its original appearance, looked dull and said:

"But sir, I, I can't do it unless I say it - I can't walk anymore, I feel like I will faint here immediately."

He looked calm, but his body was shaking.

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he immediately said:

"If you faint, the three of us will leave immediately. No one will carry you."

Fan Bisheng's frightened face showed a look of gloating.

"……hiss."

Zhang Chuanshi took a deep breath and immediately gave up the idea of ​​falling to the ground immediately.

After shaking for a few times, the dead man stood firm.

At this moment, he was still holding the driving whip tightly in his hand, and his arms were folded in half, with his elbows at a 90-degree angle, as if he had been standing on the same spot for a moment.

'clang--'

'clang--'

There was a chisel sound in the distance.

When the dead man heard the sound, as if he had received a signal, he moved one leg mechanically and walked forward slowly.

'despair! '

As soon as he moved, the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do we do now?"

Zhang Chuanshi had been holding his breath before. Seeing that the dead man turned around and left without intending to kill the four people present, he took an exaggerated breath and suggested:

"Why don't we go back -"

"Sir, please go back?" he begged.

Fan Bisheng held the lamp and said nothing.

Magistrate Pang was also frightened and panicked, and had long been at a loss of control.

He had seen the dead man move before, and he was so frightened that he did not dare to breathe. The air in his lungs was exhausted, and his chest seemed to be close to his back. Due to the long-term lack of oxygen, his entire chest and back appeared to be in pain.

Because the shoulders were clamped too hard, the whole body was sore and weak at this time.

He only knew that it was dangerous for the Demon Suppression Division to handle cases, but he did not expect that the danger would be to such an extent. For a moment, fear took over, and he was inclined to leave the place quickly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhao Fusheng scolded.

It was okay that she didn't mention the word 'ghost', but when she mentioned the word 'ghost', Zhang Chuanshi stamped his feet in anxiety.

"My lord, my lord, how can you say this word——"

"A ghost?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi didn't dare to say anything.

"What should we do now?" Fan Bisheng looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Although the coachman's resurrection from the dead gave him a great shock, he had seen a lot of strange and terrifying things in the Demon Suppression Division. Even last night in Baozhi County, he witnessed the return of the evil ghosts of the Zhao family and his wife. .

Therefore, although he was shocked at the moment, he was still stable and did not go crazy like Zhang Chuanshi.

However, Fan Bisheng spent some time with Zhao Fusheng and vaguely figured out some of her principles of behavior.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng turned his head and looked in the direction where the coachman left.

A whimsical and terrifying thought emerged in his mind: Zhao Fusheng wouldn't want the group of people to follow the ghost, would he?

As soon as this idea appeared, he didn't know if he was extremely scared, but he didn't feel ridiculous, but actually wanted to laugh.

"Let's follow up and take a look."

Zhao Fusheng's voice rang in everyone's ears, like a thunder exploding in Zhang Chuanshi's mind.

"W-what?"

Zhang Chuanshi plucked his ears pitifully:

"I just didn't hear you clearly."

"Hehehe." Fan Bisheng laughed twice and kindly relayed:

"My lord said, we follow the dead."

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi wanted to faint, but Zhao Fusheng had warned him before: if he fainted, the three of them would leave immediately and no one would carry him.

When he thought of this, Zhang Chuanshi stopped the urge to fall to the ground.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at the three of them:

"We're lost."

This is a ghost land.

The ghost case in the west of the city has been quite troublesome, and the ghost area is much larger than the begging alley back then.

Moreover, the terrain in the west of the city is different from that of Begging Hutong. Zhao Fusheng took advantage of a safe time that day to visit the Confucius Temple and kept the layout of Begging Alley in mind.

She had never been to the west of the city, and the terrain was more complicated than the original Confucius Temple.

She missed the opportunity to find the way, and this was the time when the ghosts were haunted.

The coachman died due to the evil ghost. Now after hearing the chisel sound, he seemed to be in a state of 'resurrection', as if he was attracted by the sound and walked deeper into the mist.

Zhao Fusheng’s analysis:

"Although he has revived as a ghost, his evil spirit is very weak. I guess he must be a evil spirit, or a walking zombie with no climate."

"..."

No matter what level of ghost he was, he was still a ghost. Zhang Chuanshi was shaking all over and did not dare to make a sound.

Zhao Fusheng said again:

"I have handled several ghost cases, and I feel that the law of evil ghosts should have a certain relationship with them when they were alive."

For example, the ghost in the begging alley was a beggar when he was alive, but continued to beg for food after death.

The hidden attributes and killing rules of the ghosts in Kotou Village are all related to the origins of the ghosts themselves;

The Zhao couple used the mortuary door panel to mark the murder, which was also related to the door.

"The coachman was driving before he died, and we were originally going to the Ghost Tomb in the west of the city. It's very likely that he would also rush to the Ghost Tomb after the ghost regained consciousness at this time——"

As she spoke, she strode behind the coachman.

Fan Bisheng was actually very scared, but he had seen Zhao Fusheng's methods of handling cases, and he was even more afraid of being abandoned by her.

Among the four, except for Zhao Fusheng, who has the ability to deal with ghosts, he is better because of his youth, while Zhang Chuanshi is a waste, and Magistrate Pang is even more old, and can only be used as a lantern at most.

Once Zhao Fusheng was left behind and the three of them were lost in the ghost realm, bringing two oil bottles with him would be tantamount to waiting for death for the ghosts.

Therefore, Fan Bisheng did not hesitate and followed Zhao Fusheng with a lantern.

Zhang Chuanshi didn’t want to go. But he was also afraid of being left behind, especially after Zhao Fusheng left and Fan Bisheng followed him. There was only the old and weak Pang Zhixian left by his side, so he became even more panicked.

"Sir, wait for me."

Now under the fear, he was calm and breathless, his legs were no longer shaking, and he strode forward.

Pang Zhixian was left behind alone and felt very uneasy. He quickly picked up a lantern and started running, unexpectedly catching up from behind and leaving Zhang Chuanshi behind.

"..."

Several people chased each other and quickly followed Zhao Fusheng's footsteps.

Fan Bisheng and Pang Zhixian held oil lamps, and they illuminated the two sides, one on the left and the other on the right. Zhang Chuanshi hunched his shoulders and put his head in the middle, turning his head uneasily to look around.

"It's not right either."

Fan Bisheng looked around cautiously.

The copper lamp he held in his hand illuminated a distance of about half a foot in diameter around the four people. Apart from this light, the entire west side of the city had fallen into endless darkness.

The existence of the four people is like a lonely moving boat in the vast black sea, with unknown dangers and terrors hidden around them.

Fan Bisheng did not dare to let his mind be empty, fearing that as soon as he stopped thinking, his brain would be occupied by fear:

"Sir, there is oppression between ghosts."

As he spoke, he kept his eyes on Zhao Fusheng and tried his best not to look at the coachman who was walking in front of him with his riding whip in hand.

The sound of "dang, clang" was heard from time to time, and the smell of blood was strong on his body.

Under the light, Li Gui's figure looked eerie and terrifying, and you could see the half-dried blood drops at the hem of his short coat.

He walked heavily, and his blood-soaked shoes left bloody footprints on the ground, as if he was still dutifully guiding the four of them even after death.

"Logically speaking, after the ghost of Guiling is revived, it is impossible for a second ghost to exist in the same ghost domain."

There is also suppression between ghosts. Once ghosts of the same level appear in the same area, they will most likely check and balance each other, and eventually both parties will fall into a perfect state of sleep.

Zhao Fusheng's parents are an exception.

On that day, the two ghosts revived at the same time, forming a special double ghost case, which was unprecedented in the history of the Han Dynasty.

Zhao Fusheng turned to look at him approvingly and nodded:

"You're right."

"Logically speaking, ghosts and ghosts cannot exist at the same time. A ghost domain has been formed in the west of the city. It can be seen that the ghosts in Guiling have become a climate."

Judging from the distribution of the ghost domain, the fierce ghosts in Guiling are not weaker than the evil spirits.

As soon as she said these words, Magistrate Pang and Fan Bisheng's hearts sank.

Zhang Chuanshi was also stunned for a moment, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Although the Han Dynasty said that evil ghosts were rampant, not all ghost disasters were evil.

If the evil ghosts were so powerful, the Demon-Suppressing Division would probably be no match for him long ago.

In fact, most of the ghost cases were under the evil level, and evil level ghost cases were rare before this.

Once the evil level is above, it is a major case that needs to be reported to the state capital. When it reaches the calamity level, you have to ask the general for help.

However, Wan'an County was affected by the ghost fog. In just over a month, there were several major ghost cases above the evil level. This was really a disaster for Wan'an County.

"In this ghost realm, if someone dies and a fierce ghost resurrects, he will be restrained by the ghost of the ghost mausoleum and fall directly into a deep sleep. Or the newly resurrected ghost is very fierce and has a high natural level, and will turn the ghost of the ghost mausoleum into a state of slumber." Restrain it."

It may be that Zhao Fusheng's calm attitude influenced Pang Zhixian and Zhang Chuanshi. Although they were still afraid, they tried to restrain their instinctive panic and tried to follow her and Fan Bi's thoughts.

"Sir, are the ghost realms of every ghost the same?"

Magistrate Pang asked the key question.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:

"Not necessarily, but what is certain is that the ghosts in Guiling have not been restrained."

The ghost in Guiling was not controlled by the coachman who was resurrected by the evil ghost. According to the law, the coachman should be controlled by the ghost in Guiling, but at this time the coachman could still move freely.

"Could it be that these two ghosts are in the same group?"

Zhang Chuanshi suddenly said something.

He and Pang Zhixian put aside their dislike for each other at this time, and walked shoulder to shoulder like brothers in distress.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Lao Zhang is right." After saying that, she paused:

"Look at the driver's behavior."

The other three people did not dare to see the coachman.

It's enough to not run away when you encounter a ghost, but to follow the ghost with a light on. How dare you look at a person who is alive and kicking one moment, and then dies in front of everyone the next moment, and then revives? Leading the way?

But Zhao Fusheng's smile seemed to be extremely contagious.

She looked confident, as if she was very sure about this ghost case.

Fan Bi was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head bravely.

They saw the body of the coachman moving forward stiffly, with the riding crop in his hand raised, and his arms swinging forward again and again. Leng Hehui looked like he was walking while holding up the riding whip to hit something.

"..."

When Pang Zhixian saw this scene, his beard trembled with fright:

"Me, my wife is like this too——"

It's just that when Mrs. Pang had the attack, she held a hairpin and chiseled the mirror, unlike the coachman who chiseled in vain at this time.

"His actions seemed like he was chiseling something. In addition, he died from a hole in his chest, and the ghost ghost made such actions after his death. I suspect that the reason why he revived as a ghost ghost may be due to the influence of the ghost ghost in Guiling." in other words:

"He may have become the ghost clone of Guiling Ligui."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng said these words, the other people's eyes widened and they did not dare to say anything.

The evil ghost that can summon the demon ghost is not an ordinary ghost.

Just like the fierce ghosts controlled by Jia Yi who controlled the soul book in the Han Dynasty.

Fan Bisheng was a little panicked and took a deep breath:

"grown ups--"

"Don't panic."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, "Let's follow him. If my guess is correct, he will meet up with Li Gui."

After speaking, she concluded:

"I suspect this ghost is destroying something."

"seal?"

"Ghost Seal!"

Magistrate Pang and Fan Bisheng spoke at the same time.

The two of them became anxious.

The ghost mausoleum has the evil ghost mark set by the imperial generals in the past, and the existence of this brand will have certain restraints on the evil ghosts in the ghost mausoleum.

But at this time, the evil ghost in Guiling resurrected and destroyed the brand, it must be to leave Guiling.

Once the mark is broken and the ghost leaves, the disaster will spread quickly.

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng sighed:

"We cannot allow the ghost disaster to expand. By then, the entire Wan'an County will be in danger."

So the four of them had no choice but to follow the coachman, find the ghost mausoleum hidden in the ghost realm, and find a way to seal the ghost again.

After a few people stopped talking.

In the silent night, a newly awakened ghost was still hitting something in the air with a riding crop.

Behind Li Gui, four people leaned together, holding lights, and followed the ghost quietly.

It's just that when Fan Bisheng and Pang Zhixian took the lamp away, most of the oil in the lamp was spilled. Coupled with the special environment at this time, the lamp oil was consumed very quickly.

I don’t know how long it took, but I saw the light getting smaller and smaller. From the beginning, it could barely illuminate the surroundings, to the time when the flame was only the size of a soybean, and it was about to go out - everyone’s hearts were in their throats.

This is in the ghost realm.

As soon as the fire goes out, everyone's suppressed fear will immediately burst out and drive away reason.

Fan Bisheng's arm muscles were so stiff that they were shaking. He raised his palms anxiously, instinctively wanting to protect the small flame.

Just as he was panicking, Zhang Chuanshi suddenly shouted:

"Sir, here we are!"

(End of this chapter)