I become a god in another world

Chapter 156

"What do you want to do with the knife?"

When Wu Shaochun saw Zhang Chuanshi facing a formidable enemy, Zhao Fusheng approached his back with a knife, and couldn't help but ask nonsense.

He didn't mean to gossip, but because the black boat on the river was getting closer and closer, an inexplicable sense of depression enveloped his heart, making him extremely uneasy and always wanting to say something to distract himself.

Fan Wujiu was also staring at the black ship. After hearing Wu Shaochun's words, he continued:

"It looks like you want to carve something on Lao Zhang's back."

"What to engrave?" Wu Shaochun asked curiously.

"Maybe I need to engrave a character." Fan Wujiu thought for a while.

"W-what word?" Gou Laosi also joined the discussion fearfully.

"Maybe we need to engrave the word 'loyalty' on it." Fan Wujiu said nonsense seriously:

"Lao Zhang looks like a treacherous official and traitor at first glance. He has a stern eyebrow and a sly look. He doesn't look like a good person. Moreover, he first obeyed the paper man Zhang, and then attached himself to the Demon Suppression Division. He is two-faced and three-handed. Now he is entangled by a vicious ghost. Sir Maybe he is afraid that he will turn into a ghost after death and harm us, so before he dies, we carve 'loyalty' on his back so that he will remember which side he belongs to after he revives."

"..."

Wu Shaochun was half convinced and Gou Laosi nodded:

"I see."

Zhang Chuanshi was already nervous. He was afraid of ghosts and Zhao Fusheng was plotting to harm him. When he heard Fan Wujiu's nonsense, he suddenly became furious and kicked him:

"Get out! Go aside."

Fan Wujiu jumped into the air to avoid Zhang Chuanshi's kick.

Zhang Chuanshi missed the kick and wanted to chase again, but Zhao Fusheng scolded him:

"Be more honest."

He trembled and quickly expressed his loyalty:

"Sir, I am loyal to you, wholeheartedly, and I will never dare to have second thoughts. Please spare my life."

"Don't think too much."

Zhao Fusheng said lightly:

"Just stand firm and endure the pain."

"Hey." Zhang Chuanshi responded, took a deep breath, and arched his back as if accepting his fate.

With the interruption from Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun, the panic in his heart was slightly reduced. The tip of the knife was close to his back, and the cold blade made his hair stand on end.

Then the blade penetrated the flesh, causing pain.

Zhang Chuanshi's muscles tightened instantly, but he didn't know if he had suffered a more serious injury in Kotou Village, and his tolerance for pain had greatly increased. After the initial severe pain, he was able to endure the pain.

Blood slowly gushes out from the wound, and his nose seems to smell a strange smell that is sweet but not sweet, fishy but not fishy, ​​like the smell of blood, but for some reason, the temptation of this smell increases exponentially at this time .

In a daze, he felt Zhao Fusheng's knife tip wandering around his back. It did seem like he was carving words, but it was simpler than the carving strokes and had much less appearance.

Just when Zhang Chuanshi's consciousness was lost for a moment, he suddenly heard Fan Wujiu whispering:

"Why are you carving a door panel behind Lao Zhang?"

"Door panel?"

Zhang Chuanshi's expression was dull, and he followed Fan Wujiu in a low voice subconsciously.

"All right."

Zhao Fusheng's slightly cold voice sounded, and she seemed to hand the dagger back to the person next to her. Then Zhang Chuanshi only felt a biting coldness.

The feeling of danger instantly enveloped his whole body, and he suddenly woke up.

"grown ups?"

As soon as Zhang Chuanshi woke up, he subconsciously wanted to turn around and look, but heard Zhao Fusheng shout:

"do not move."

As he spoke, Zhao Fusheng knew that the list of gods within the sea had been activated.

The blood-red list was filled with evil winds, and the power of the door god was mobilized. The list of gods reminded her: You can use the power of the door god.

Do you want to consume 1000 merit points and borrow the power of the door god?

Zhao Fusheng calmed down and thought: Yes!

This time she didn't need to summon the body of the Gate God to protect her body, so she just used the power of the God List and borrowed the Gate God's Order.

As soon as she made her choice, another thousand merit points were deducted.

A dark black and red token with the ghostly shadows of the Zhaos and his wife was held in her palm.

Zhao Fusheng held the small seal that was cold and cold, glanced at Zhang Chuanshi's bloody back, then picked up the small seal and poked it gently in the door frame she carved with a knife.

The marks on the ghost and god seals penetrated the body silently in an instant.

Zhang Chuanshi felt the cold air penetrate into his back, and an inexplicable shadow enveloped his mind, causing his body to shake subconsciously.

In the eyes of Fan Wujiu and others, they saw that Zhao Fusheng used a dagger to carve the marks of two bloody doors on Zhang Chuanshi's back.

When everyone and Monk Zhanger were scratching their heads, they saw Zhao Fusheng reaching into the door panel where blood was bleeding on Zhang Chuanshi's back - something strange happened.

Two black and red light shadows flashed under her palm, and when her hand left, two dark ghost figures shining with blood were left on Zhang Chuanshi's back.

The ghost's shadow lingered on his skin, like a tattoo.

Then the blood around the wound seemed to be attracted by a ghost, and it slowly crawled up from the flowing back.

The blood line flowed back and slowly flowed into the ghost shadow. The evil ghost greedily inhaled the human blood as if it were a sacrifice.

In the end, the wounds all around scabbed, and then fell off quickly, turning into the prototype of two opposite doors. Two ghost figures carrying a small door panel on their backs each occupied one side, as quiet as a pattern on a tattoo.

It's just that the tattoo pattern looks a bit evil and very creepy.

"All right."

Zhao Fusheng was done, he stopped with satisfaction and looked at Zhang Chuanshi's back that was no longer bleeding.

"This, this, this is a ghost?"

Fan Wujiu felt his back numb when he witnessed this fantasy scene.

He stared at Zhang Chuanshi with both awe and admiration:

"Here, here, is Lao Zhang okay?"

"I-I'm okay."

Zhang Chuanshi responded.

He also felt a little strange and wanted to reach out and touch his back:

"What did my lord do?"

Wu Shaochun stepped forward and took a look at the very evil scene. The shadow of the door god on Zhang Chuanshi's back seemed to be staring at him through the eyes on his flesh, making the hairs on his back stand up.

After hearing Zhang Chuanshi's question, he replied:

"Yes, it's a secondary tattoo."

"Shaochun is an honest man, I believe you." Zhang Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this:

"Xiao Fan talks nonsense, which is not a good thing."

"Why did I lie to you?" Fan Wujiu became a little anxious when he heard this:

"This really looks like a ghost painting. Your Excellency stamped it on you, and I think this ghost, this ghost looks a bit like -" He muttered for a long time, and looked at the mark again uneasily:

"Somewhat like Zhao Dayou and his wife, Fusheng, I look a bit like the shadow of your parents."

After he finished speaking, he later realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Compared with Fan Bisei, who was cautious in his words and deeds, Fan Wujiu was more carefree and could not hide things. After he finished speaking, he became a little annoyed. Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng was not angry.

"It's either like, or my parents."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"This is not a ghost, it's the door god."

She looked at her handiwork with a smile.

Although it was not the first time for Zhao Fusheng to use the door god brand, it was the first time that he did not summon the evil ghosts of the Zhao family and his wife, but only used the God Conferring Order to brand the human body. Although it cost a thousand merit points, the success of this branding gave her great confidence in being branded in the future - this proved that in the future she could suppress the evil ghosts that were about to revive for Zheng He and even other evil ghosts, which was of great benefit to her future. Help.

"what?"

Zhang Chuanshi was shocked when he heard that Zhao Fusheng had really left a ghost mark on his back. He touched his back with his backhand, feeling a little scared:

"No wonder I feel so cold -"

He didn't understand why Zhao Fusheng did this, and his expression was uncertain, so he heard Zhao Fusheng say:

"I'll brand this door god to see if I can save your life."

"Save me?" Zhang Chuanshi rolled his eyes and seemed to understand the meaning of her words instantly.

Wu Shaochun shouted at this time:

"Master Zhang, look at your hand -"

Zhang Chuanshi was shocked when he heard this.

Everyone turned their attention to him and saw that Zhang Chuanshi suddenly held a slender flower branch in his hand.

The flower was as big as the mouth of a bowl, and it was in full bloom at this moment. Its petals were as red as blood, exuding a strange aura.

"Ghost flower!"

Zhang Chuanshi let out a strange scream, with a look of horror and uncertainty on his face.

The others subconsciously took two steps back and stayed away from him, fearing that he would get involved.

Zhao Fusheng looked calm, as if he was not surprised by the scene before him.

"This ghost flower is weird, Old Zhang, you may not be able to get rid of it."

She had already guessed that there was something wrong with this ghost flower.

After Zhuang Laoqi was marked by the evil spirit, he became the same carrier as Kuai Mancai to spread the evil spirit's mark.

But Li Gui may have another way to kill people. After the death of Li Gui carriers like Zhuang Laoqi and Kuai Mancai, bright red flowers as red as blood bloom on the corpse. This flower may also be related to Li Gui, but they haven't yet. When I went to Kuai Liang Village, I couldn't find any clues between the two.

In fact, when the ghost flower bloomed, Zhao Fusheng already wanted to get one of these flowers, but she knew that the flower was dangerous and did not dare to touch it.

It just so happened that two living treasures, Zhang Chuanshi and Fan Wujiu, one loved showing off and the other dared to tease others, so they cooperated with each other to pluck the flowers and took over this evil trouble.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi had a "I'm speechless" expression on his face, looking at the flower in his hand helplessly, gritting his teeth and wanting to hit the stone to smash it into pieces.

"But I thought of a way. I controlled my parents before, and my parents are of very high rank."

Catastrophic level ghosts, after becoming gods, are much higher than ordinary ghosts.

"Only ghosts can resist the power of ghosts. Lao Zhang, I carved a door behind your back."

This kind of 'door' is used to restrain the door god so that the power of the evil ghost will not harm the whole body of strangers.

Even if something happens to Zhao Fusheng and Li Gui loses control of his power, the door painted on Zhang Chuanshi's back can still 'frame' the door god's mark.

"Even if there is an accident, at most you will only lose this piece of skin on your back——"

Of course, the consequences may be more serious, but Zhao Fusheng changed the topic and talked about the benefits of ghost seal:

"But I will brand the door god on your back. Once you are attacked by a evil ghost, the power of the door god will block the evil ghost for you, and it is very likely to save your life."

As soon as she told this result, Zhang Chuanshi's expression changed from sadness to happiness visibly.

His withered cheeks even began to glow, and his eyes were shining:

"My lord, you really love me."

"What? Can you ward off ghosts and save your life?" Fan Wujiu had some sympathy for Zhang Chuanshi before, but when he heard that the brand could ward off ghosts and save his life, he suddenly lost control and quickly wanted to take off his clothes:

"Sir, give me one too. I'm not afraid of pain."

Wu Shaochun said nothing, but there was a look of envy and jealousy on his face, and he obviously wanted it too.

"Not available for now."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

Fan Wujiu was a little anxious:

"Why are you so partial, sir?"

Zhang Chuanshi, who had a mournful face before, immediately showed a triumphant look and said arrogantly:

"If you love me, of course you want to keep me safe."

He was originally not sure about this trip to the ghost village, and was always worried that he would lose his life unknowingly. Now that he got such a ghost mark, and according to Zhao Fusheng, it was a mark made by a ghost with a disaster level or above, he felt in his heart Great sense of security.

When I looked at the bright red ghost flower in my hand, I didn't feel any fear or disgust as before. I even thought the flower was quite beautiful.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Fusheng said:

"Old Zhang picked the ghost flower. He is the most dangerous. With this ghost mark on his body, he can save his life by dealing with the ghosts later. Let us find out the murderous rules of the ghosts."

"..."

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, his smile suddenly froze on his face, and he felt a little uneasy: "My lord——"

Zhao Fusheng said with a serious expression:

"You also know the function of the ghost seal. After all, it is just a breath of the ghost, not the ghost itself. As the ghost's breath is gradually consumed, it will eventually lose its effect. But for this trip to Kuai Liang Village, I hope it will be enough. Otherwise, I won’t be able to make a second mark in a short period of time.”

She originally only had 2343 merit points left, but after leaving her mark on Zhang Chuanshi, she only had 1343 merit points left.

The evil ghosts in Kuai Liang Village are extraordinary, and she needs to save some of her merit points to protect her own life.

"Be careful, follow me and Lao Zhang closely in the future, and don't act arbitrarily."

"Yes."

When Wu Shaochun and Fan Wujiu heard that she could no longer cast the ghost mark, they both felt uneasy.

But the matter has come to this, and since Zhao Fusheng has made his words clear, it is useless for the two of them to argue.

Fan Wujiu stared at Zhang Chuanshi with some jealousy and said sourly:

"If I had known this was the case, I might as well have picked the flowers myself. Now I am the one being protected by the evil spirit——"

Zhang Chuanshi was so proud that his eyebrows were flying:

"Xiao Fan, this is life. There is a time in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it."

"You should be thanking me, not me, for having your life? I think your short life is just fine -"

"You little bastard—"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Zhao Fusheng's veins jumped in his forehead:

"Shut up, everyone!"

"grown ups--"

"My lord is partial."

"What good is this Ghost Seal? It consumes oneself. Who knows whether it will damage one's lifespan?" Zhao Fusheng said.

Fan Wujiu disagreed:

"Regardless of whether its lifespan is damaged or not, at least it is guaranteed for now. These days, who is sure that it will live to be 70 or 80 years old? Maybe we will die during this trip to the ghost village."

"Okay, okay, after we finish this ghost case, the next time we handle another case, I will give you a mark when I have the chance." Zhao Fusheng said.

"Thank you, sir."

Fan Wujiu was overjoyed and responded happily.

Zhang Chuanshi glared at him angrily, wishing he could hit him in the mouth with the ghost flower in his hand.

"..."

Wu Shaochun stared at Zhang Chuanshi, then at Fan Wujiu, and finally at Zhao Fusheng, and whispered:

"I want too--"

"...Okay." Zhao Fusheng responded expressionlessly.

Asking for leave tomorrow!