I become a god in another world

Chapter 153

Zhao Fusheng's consecutive questions woke up the stunned Zhang Chuanshi and others, and everyone gathered around the flower and marveled.

And at this moment, Zhuang Laoqi's remains began to change again.

The bones that were originally as white as jade began to wither after several bowl-sized bright red flower bones bloomed. It seemed as if all the life essence had been taken away from the bones.

In an instant, the bones turned from white to gray, and then from gray to brown, forming a color like a withered tree root.

At the connection between the chest cavity and the spine, the corrupted bones seemed to be no longer able to support the entire remains, and the sternums were broken and scattered to the ground.

But those beautiful flowers did not scatter to pieces, they just fell to the ground along with the broken bones and spread out among the heaven and earth.

"this--"

When Zhang Chuanshi saw the flower, he wanted to pick it:

"Sir, what is this?"

Zhao Fusheng remained calm and encouraged him:

"Pick it and let me see."

Zhang Chuanshi nodded, but the moment his hand touched the black and red flower, he took it back coldly, turned around and smiled at Zhao Fusheng with "hehe":

"Do you think I, Lao Zhang, am stupid?"

The slender beard on his upper lip trembled with a proud smile:

"I won't do such stupid things——"

Before Zhang Chuanshi finished speaking, Fan Wujiu suddenly stretched out his hand like lightning, grasped Zhang Chuanshi's palm in it, and touched the stem of the strange flower that was as red as blood.

One moment, Zhang Chuanshi was smiling triumphantly at Zhao Fusheng, and the next moment his hand was forced to hold the flower stem in his palm. Fan Wujiu roughly pulled the flower off with a little force.

"..."

This incident happened suddenly, and Zhang Chuanshi was caught off guard and was not prepared at all.

Everyone was stunned, Wu Shaochun felt a chill on his back, glanced at Fan Wujiu, and quickly backed away.

"Sir, Lao Zhang took it off."

When Fan Wujiu saw that the flower had been picked, he loosened his hand, put his palm behind his butt, rubbed it hard on his pants twice, and smiled.

"Hehe-ah!!!"

Zhang Chuanshi was smiling cheesily one moment, and screamed heartbreakingly the next moment:

"Xiao Fan, I'm going to beat you to death!"

"Sir, this flower doesn't look poisonous. Old Zhang is quite angry." Fan Wujiu took a few steps back to avoid the spittle sprayed by Zhang Chuanshi's scream.

"You Fan Wujiu, who had his head chopped off by the plague——"

"Okay, stop making trouble."

Seeing that Zhang Chuanshi still had the energy to curse, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but say:

"Flowers shouldn't kill anyone if they touch them, but—"

Something stirred in her heart, and just as she was about to speak, Zhang Chuanshi was so angry that he threw the flowers he had just picked out towards the slope not far away from the river as if he were throwing coals of fire. He wiped his hands desperately on his body:

"Damn Fan Wujiu, I'm going to report you to the police and arrest you——"

"We are the officials of Wan'an County, who do you report to?"

Fan Wujiu laughed, and Zhang Chuanshi was so furious that he stretched out his hand to catch him.

He folded his upper body forward and slid out like a loach.

"You Fan Wujiu, who deserves to be beheaded because of the plague——"

Seeing that he was still hiding, Zhang Chuanshi couldn't help but come to arrest him again. Fan Wujiu also knew that what he was doing was unreasonable, and he was afraid that if he forced the old man into danger, he would really fight him, so he hid behind Zhao Fusheng. Refuses to show up.

If it were normal times, Zhao Fusheng would have accumulated a lot of prestige in Zhang Chuanshi's heart, and he would have swallowed his breath.

But today he picked a flower from a dead man for no reason. Moreover, the dead man died because of a ghost. The ghost flower that bloomed on his body after his death was somehow strange. Even if it didn't look strange, it was considered unlucky.

He refused to give up and wanted to catch Fan Wujiu through Zhao Fusheng. The two of them circled Zhao Fusheng one after another.

"..." Zhao Fusheng's face turned pale.

Without saying a word, she stretched out her legs. When Fan Wujiu was running around her, he accidentally tripped over her and fell to the ground.

"Haha——" Zhang Chuanshi was about to laugh when he saw this scene. The next moment, Zhao Fusheng took out his ghost arm and hit him twice with 'Bang Bang'.

The revived ghost arm opened its wet palm to grasp Zhang Chuanshi's arm. Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly and pulled away in time.

But it slipped by so easily, and it still pinched Zhang Chuanshi's arm painfully.

Fortunately, the strength of the ghost arm was greatly reduced after being damaged. Otherwise, his hand would be broken at least, or a piece of skin would be torn off at worst.

"grown ups--"

Zhang Chuanshi held his painful arm and shouted in shock.

"grown ups."

Fan Wujiu also got up from the ground and shouted awkwardly.

"When has it been? There must be a limit to making trouble."

Zhao Fusheng glared at the two of them coldly. When Zhang Chuanshi and Fan Wujiu met her eyes, they both turned away, a little embarrassed and a little unconvinced.

"I just wanted to make a joke with Lao Zhang, why are you so stingy-"

Fan Wujiu muttered.

"A joke?" Zhang Chuanshi screamed strangely. Upon hearing this, blood rushed to the top of his head:

"Are you kidding like this? Otherwise, you can pick a flower too——"

"That's because you have to joke with the adults first. Is it because you are too close to the flower that I can pick it off?" Fan Wujiu said unwillingly.

"..."

Zhao Fusheng clenched his fist and wanted to punch these two people again.

Oops!

When the two people who were arguing happily saw her ugly face, they suddenly felt something bad and shut up in unison.

"Sir, I don't think there's anything special about this flower. Master Zhang picked it without any trouble. Brother Fan is right. He's jumping around now. Maybe it's just bad luck."

Wu Shaochun quietly smoothed things over from the side.

After hearing what he said, Fan Wujiu nodded quickly:

"Yeah."

Zhang Chuanshi was still wiping his hands desperately, and Zhao Fusheng said:

"What's so bad about this? My old business is a coffin shop, and I often deal with dead people. I'm used to this kind of thing."

"How is that the same?"

Zhang Chuanshi defended weakly: "My lord also said that those are dead people, and Zhuang Laoqi is a living dead, a ghost -"

"You also have corpse slaves in your shop, I don't think you mind." Zhao Fusheng complained.

"That's different, the corpse slave won't harm me." Zhang Chuanshi said.

"Zhuang Laoqi didn't want to harm you either."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Zhang Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his pale face:

"My lord, I feel relieved if you say this."

"You worry too early."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Her words immediately lifted Zhang Chuanshi's heart, which he had just put down, and he asked slightly nervously.

At this moment, the grief-stricken Gou Laosi suddenly said:

"Sir, Zhuang, Zhuangjia Village——"

He looked in the direction of Zhuangjia Village, with a look of horror on his face. At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed in the distance, and the finger kept trembling.

Everyone turned their heads and saw something strange happened in the village in the distance.

A layer of gray fog rolled from the fields in front of everyone to the village houses in the distance. Wherever the fog wave went, golden wheat fields and branches laden with fruits were bulldozed one by one.

The fields have become barren, the soil is dry and gray, with uncut rice stubble remaining on it, and it has begun to turn black. Many unharvested vegetables have rotted and withered in the ground one by one.

The fruit trees have withered, and the branches and leaves on them have almost fallen off, leaving only bare branches.

And the houses in the distance no longer emitted smoke. This village, which was originally a paradise, seemed to be brought back to its original shape in an instant with the death of Zhuang Laoqi.

"How is this going--"

Wu Shaochun took a look and asked with some horror.

"What we saw before was just an illusion." Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and explained:

"Probably similar to the scene we just saw, it should be the 'hometown' that Zhuang Laoqi longs for in his heart. As his consciousness dies, the original appearance of the village will naturally be revealed."

Her words brought out the sadness in Gou Laosi's heart again, and he cried softly.

"grown ups--"

At such a sad moment, Zhang Chuanshi felt uncomfortable all over.

He was still worried about whether there would be any sequelae if he picked flowers from a dead person.

Unfortunately, just as Zhao Fusheng was about to say something, he was interrupted by Gou Laosi.

At this moment, he didn't care what was strange about Zhuangjia Village, so he called Zhao Fusheng:

"Sir, what did you mean when you said I was relieved too early?"

Zhao Fusheng sighed and took back the ghost arm he took out:

"Zhuang Laoqi was the one marked by the evil ghost, and he also died at the hands of the evil ghost." The reason why he did not die or become a ghost accomplice is that when he was in the Demon Suppression Division, Zhao Fusheng almost revived the evil ghost and forced him to retreat. Borrow the ghostly aura of his physical body.

After the evil ghost faded away, his consciousness of the yin and yang was still there, and he remained in a delicate state between life and death.

At first, he didn't know that he was dead, so his condition was still intact. But later, from the fear and rejection of him by Gou Si, Wu Shaochun and others, he must have guessed something, so the corpse odor on his body became stronger and stronger. , and water flows all the way.

While on the carriage, he talked about the past with Gou Si. Gou Si lost control for a moment and called him "old cousin", which brought back part of his humanity and made Zhuang Lao Qi's dripping condition much better.

But at that time, he should have been eager to return to his hometown.

As the old saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots.

Under the influence of his power, not long after the carriage left Wan'an County, it entered the ghost realm and returned to Zhuangjia Village at an incredible speed. Finally, the moment Zhuang Laoqi saw his hometown, he got off the car and died immediately.

"Although he did not harm anyone before his death, he was related to the evil ghost after all. After his death, his corpse bloomed. Although there seems to be no problem with Lao Zhang at the moment, no one can be sure about this situation."

When Zhao Fusheng said this, Zhang Chuanshi shuddered and looked sad:

"Sir, don't scare me -"

"Take off your clothes and let me see your back."

Zhao Fusheng said.

Her words scared Zhang Chuanshi to death.

However, Zhang Chuanshi also knew that there was a priority in the matter. Although he was frightened, he still forced himself to calm down, tore off his clothes and turned his back to everyone.

To everyone's surprise, Zhang Chuanshi's back was thin and fair.

Zhao Fusheng focused on observing the left side of his chest and back, but did not see the same bruises on Gou Laosi's back.

"fine."

Zhao Fusheng said.

This sentence was tantamount to gospel in despair for Zhang Chuanshi. He breathed a sigh of relief:

"Really?"

"real."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said:

"There's no trace at all."

"Hahaha--"

Zhang Chuanshi laughed loudly at first, and then for some reason, his eyes suddenly turned to the direction of Zhuang Laoqi's remains.

Of his bones, only one head is still intact and looks a bit creepy.

But after his accident, in order to stabilize the overall situation, Zhao Fusheng lied to him that he was fine when he was clearly a living dead.

Zhang Chuanshi was extremely suspicious. Thinking of this, he said suspiciously:

"Sir, please don't coax me. I'm not a fool like Zhuang Laoqi."

"It's really okay. There is no ghost mark on your back. Could it be that I'm overthinking it, and the flowers that bloomed on the bones of Zhuang Laoqi after his death have no other meaning?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and said, she took another look at Zhang Chuanshi's back. There was no sign of the devil's mark on his back. There was nothing weird about it at the moment.

But with several experiences in handling ghost cases, she always felt that the matter was never over.

"Forget it, Lao Zhang, put on your clothes first."

Anyway, if nothing bad happens, everyone will be happy; if Zhang Chuanshi is tricked, there will be no way to avoid it, and there is no use in worrying.

Zhang Chuanshi was initially happy to hear that there were no marks on his back, but when he saw Zhao Fusheng's serious face, he felt a little uneasy.

"What should we do now?" Fan Wujiu asked quietly.

There was no ghost mark on Zhang Chuanshi's back, and he was relieved, otherwise the old man might have fought him tooth and nail.

"Let's take a walk around Zhuangjia Village first and see if there are any living people——"

Zhao Fusheng pondered for a moment and said.

Gou Laosi's lips moved but he made no sound.

Zhuangjia Village looked like a ghost village from a distance at this time, and it didn't look like there were any survivors.

The group of people stood here for a long time, but there was no sign of anyone spying on them. Even if they entered the village, they would probably be in vain.

Gou Laosi said:

"Sir, when I came here last time, I felt that the village was eerily quiet, with many people missing——"

Seven or eight days have passed since the last time he came to Zhuangjia Village. The evil ghost is causing so much trouble now. The people in Zhuangjia Village must be in trouble. Maybe Zhuang Laoqi is the last survivor.

When he thought of Zhuang Laoqi, Gou Si looked a little sad.

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:

"Don't be afraid. Let's take a quick walk into the village. The main reason is that I want to see the village chief's home."

"Village chief?" Zhang Chuanshi rolled his eyes when he heard this:

"Sir, do you want to see Kuai Mancai's body?"

This old man usually cheats and cheats, hides and relies on whatever he can when things happen, but now he suddenly has a bright mind and is willing to participate in ghost cases. It is probably because he picked the flower.

"Yes." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Zhang Chuanshi suddenly couldn't stand:

"Let's go."

"Gou Si, do you know where the village chief of Zhuangjia Village lives?" Zhao Fusheng turned to look at Gou Si, who nodded nervously:

"know."

"That's good. Let's divide our troops into two groups. It'll be faster this way." Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Wujiu:

"Second brother Fan is with Shaochun, and Lao Zhang is alone. The three of you go to see if there are any survivors in the village. Gou Si and I go to the village chief's house, and finally meet at the village chief's house."

Her words made others a little uneasy, but Fan Wujiu had handled two ghost cases with her and knew that she was right on her word in handling ghost cases. Once the tasks were assigned, there was no room for refusal.

Before going out, his brother Fan Bisheng told him to obey Zhao Fusheng's instructions and not to think too much.

He suppressed his uneasiness and nodded in agreement:

"it is good."

Wu Shaochun was loyal to Zhao Fusheng and nodded:

"Yes."

Only Zhang Chuanshi was a little scared:

"Sir, why are you all working in pairs and I'm alone? I, Lao Zhang, don't dare—"

"Look at how cowardly you are!" Zhao Fusheng scolded:

"The source of the ghost disaster is Kuai Liang Village. I suspect that the people in Zhuangjia Village were led to Kuai Liang Village after Kuai Mancai spread the mark. This place is just shrouded in ghost territory for the time being, and nothing serious will happen. crisis."

After speaking, he added:

"Although you don't have a ghost mark on your body now, I think that flower is weird. It may be a kind of mark. But I can't tell what this mark is now. If it is a special mark, ordinary ghosts will kill you when they see it. Hide, you are the safest!"

What Zhao Fusheng said made Zhang Chuanshi speechless and he had no choice but to agree with tears.

Time waits for no one. Once everyone is properly allocated, they will divide into three groups and go straight into the village.

Fan and Wu ran to the left side of the village, Zhang Chuanshi ran to the right side, and Zhao Fusheng and Gou Si entered the village from the middle and went straight to the village elder's house.