I become a god in another world

Chapter 160

Zhenmo Si and his party originally came to Kuai Liang Village when they left Wan'an County.

However, after traveling all the way, the two locals who led the way died. The four Zhenmosi went through dangerous situations. They thought it would not be easy to reach Kuai Liang Village, but they did not expect that after escaping death, they arrived directly. Kuai Liang Village.

For a moment, Fan Wujiu and the other three didn't know whether to be panicked or thankful.

"..."

The three of them looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

"I'll make peace with you now." Zhao Fusheng twisted his wet hair, looked at the village in the distance, and couldn't help but smile:

"There is still light in the village right now, which proves that there are still people alive. This is far beyond my imagination."

She was not afraid that there were still people alive in the village, but she was afraid that all the people in the village would be dead. Like Zhuangjia Village, it would be extremely difficult to find clues.

Zhang Chuanshi didn't say anything when he heard this.

Fan Wujiu had well-developed limbs and a simple mind. He asked without thinking:

"Sir, are these really living people?"

His question made Wu Shaochun shudder, with a look of fear on his face.

Zhao Fusheng's heart couldn't help but sink.

The complexity and ferocity of the case in Kuai Liang Village far exceeded her expectations. The ghost case broke out for such a long time that Zhuangjia Village has become a place of death. Kuai Liang Village is the birthplace of ghost cases. Although the lights are on in the village, there seems to be something else. There are still a few living people left - but as Fan Wujiu said, are these really living people?

Zhao Fusheng could not answer his question.

"Whether he is alive or not, we will find out when we go to the village and ask him." She couldn't figure out the question and simply didn't want to think about it for the time being.

There is no way to dodge anyway, so we can only face him head-on.

"Let's go, dock the boat first, and then we'll go ashore."

Zhao Fusheng shook his wet hair and gave instructions in a deep voice.

Zhang Chuanshi and others did not dare to enter the village, but they had no other choice. Zhang Chuanshi sat in the boat and turned his head to look at the other end of the village - what he saw was the vast river.

The other end of this peaceful river was shrouded in endless fog, as if connected to the dark night.

The ghost realm of evil ghosts has enveloped this place. Before the ghost case is over, several people have no way to escape from this place.

"Yes."

Zhang Chuanshi bit the bullet and agreed.

He picked up the two clean human bones that he had previously thrown into the black ship. Thinking of what Zhao Fusheng said before, he felt panicked and uneasy. He rolled his eyes and handed one to Wu Shaochun:

"Shaochun, there is strength in numbers, come on, let's row a boat together."

Wu Shaochun is a newcomer, simple and obedient, and easier to control than Fan Wujiu.

Moreover, he was rescued by Zhao Fusheng and was loyal to the Demon Suppression Division, so he would definitely not refuse his request at this time.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Chuanshi finished speaking, Wu Shaochun took the human bones without hesitation and responded:

"Okay, Master Zhang."

The other man was young and not as sharp-minded as Zhang Chuanshi. After receiving the human bones, he plunged it into the water. Amidst the sound of water, he exerted force with both arms, and the black ship suddenly slid forward like an arrow from its string.

Zhang Chuanshi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

Zhao Fusheng gave Zhang Chuanshi a meaningful look, as if he could clearly see his inner thoughts.

Zhang Chuanshi laughed "hehe":

"Row, row."

After saying that, he also waved the human bones and paddled the water waves hard. The boat quickly approached the shore under the strength of the two of them.

After getting closer to the shore, all four people on the boat saw the scene on the shore clearly.

When he was in the river before, he saw a bright red patch on the bank. Zhang Chuanshi once secretly speculated that many people had died on the bank, so the places closer to the water were stained red with blood.

At this time, when I took a closer look, I discovered that the shore was covered with large and strange red flowers.

"Sir, it's a ghost flower."

Fan Wujiu reminded.

The shore of Kuai Liang Village is actually full of ghost flowers!

Flowers are layered in layers, covering the entire bank of the river without any gaps. From a distance, the river bank is as red as fire. In this haunted village, under the reflection of distant lights, there is something strange and sharp. Beauty.

The flowers spread along the river bank, seemingly endless. The stamens are so red that they drip blood, but the outer edges of the petals are so red that they are almost black. In the distance, they are connected to the night, forming a bizarre sea of ​​flowers, exuding a fishy-sweet smell.

This smell is a bit like blood. After smelling it for a long time, it makes people feel sweet in their hearts, as if there is some kind of desire in their hearts, and it seems that there is a regretful thing that has not been completed, which makes people can't wait to grab something. , but I don’t know what I need.

When I thought about it carefully, I always felt that the thing I longed for was close in front of me, but I couldn't think of it. I wished I could take two more breaths of the fragrance of the flowers, think of the regretful thing, and fill the emptiness in my heart.

This feeling is naturally very abnormal.

Zhao Fusheng was wary and reminded lightly:

"Be careful, the smell of this flower can be poisonous and unsettling."

"More than just feeling restless."

Zhang Chuanshi muttered: "I am simply terrified."

He had already formed a bond with the ghost flower, and because of it, the flower almost died at the hands of a ghost under the water. He was already frightened of this flower. Now when he saw the ghost flowers on the shore, he was more wary than the other three. Deeper.

He should have avoided such a dangerous thing as the ghost ship, but now that he saw the ghost flowers on the shore, Zhang Chuanshi didn't even dare to get off the ship, and wished he could just sit in the ship.

Unfortunately, despite his anxiety, the black ship still slowly docked.

There was a shaking feeling from the bottom of the boat, and the boat's hull seemed to hit the sand and gravel on the riverside, and finally stopped.

Zhao Fusheng held his breath, relying on the control of ghosts and the support of the canonized door god, he took the lead in jumping from the ghost ship into the flowers.

'Tsk. '

Many ghost flowers were broken by her trampling, and a large amount of red blood-like juice gushed out from the fractures.

The soles of Zhao Fusheng's shoes and trouser legs were quickly stained red, as if they were stained with a lot of blood. She lowered her head and frowned, then shook her trouser legs, and then lowered her gaze to the river in the distance.

At this moment, the other three people on the boat held their breath and were silent for a moment.

After a while, the river surface and river banks were quiet and nothing happened.

The female ghost who was supposed to be dormant at the bottom of the river did not appear, as if these ghost flowers growing on the bank had lost their attraction to the ghosts.

Zhao Fusheng let out a long silent breath and whispered to the three people on the boat:

"Nothing happened, get off the boat."

Wu Shaochun listened to her words the most. He immediately threw down the human bone stick in his hand, stood up and jumped off the boat.

After he got off the boat, Fan Wujiu followed him and jumped into the flowers.

Fan Wujiu was strong and powerful, and he crushed a lot of ghost flowers with one pounce. The bursting red juice splashed all over his face and body, but he wiped it away without hesitation.

Zhang Chuanshi was the last person left on the boat. He was reluctant to get off, muttering to himself:

"We haven't determined whether there are any survivors in the village yet. Why don't you go explore the village? If there is only an empty village left, you have to come back."

"There is something strange about this boat. If all the people are gone, what if the boat drifts, and there will be ghosts at the bottom of the river. How will we go back?" He smiled shyly at Zhao Fusheng:

"Why don't you, adults, go ashore first, I'll stay here and wait--"

After he said this, his eyes flickered and he looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and saw clearly what was in his mind.

This old man is as timid as a mouse.

Just the possibility of a strange black boat being bound to him scared him. If the three of them left and left him alone on the boat, there would be a ghost lurking at the bottom of the river. It will definitely scare his courage.

He said this deliberately at this time, maybe he had some hidden agenda.

Zhao Fusheng changed his mind and nodded happily:

"Okay, you can stay here and watch the ship."

Zhang Chuanshi grinned, with a smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, Fan Wujiu was a little dissatisfied and said, "Sir, I think Lao Zhang just wants to be lazy."

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything, but turned around and walked towards the shore. Seeing that she didn't express his stance, Fan Wujiu had no choice but to follow.

Wu Shaochun, on the other hand, reminded Lao Zhang with a kind face:

"Master Zhang, there are ghosts at the bottom of the river. You have to be careful when you are alone without an adult."

"..." Wu Shaochun's reminder made Fan Wujiu grin with bared teeth, and Zhang Chuanshi's triumphant look suddenly froze on his face.

His panic was visible to the naked eye, as if there was a red-hot iron under his buttocks, and he jumped off the ship at lightning speed:

"Sir, I've thought about it, and I still want to go with you."

"Old Zhang, are you not guarding the ship anymore?"

Fan Wujiu smiled so hard that he lost sight of his teeth:

"What are you doing with us? Go back to the boat. There may be no one in the village. Maybe we can go around and come back?"

Wu Shaochun answered:

"It's also possible that there are still people alive in the village, so we need to find a place to stay and have something to eat."

When Zhang Chuanshi thought of this possibility, he became more determined to go with the three of them.

If there were still people alive in the village, and if Zhao Fusheng temporarily stayed in the village, wouldn't he be the only one left on the ship?

There are also female ghosts at the bottom of the river...

"I am traveling with you. If there is danger in the village, how can we let you take risks? I, Lao Zhang, now have ghosts and gods imprinted on my back, so I can ride for you..."

Fan Wujiu complained unceremoniously:

"Are you afraid of death?!"

"Go! Go!" Zhang Chuanshi spat at him.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and said in a calm tone:

"It's okay to go with us, but if you encounter danger later, you have to tell me, and I won't be polite to you."

Zhang Chuanshi said sadly:

"Then how can-"

After saying that, he stared at Wu Shaochun with a suspicious look on his face, suspecting that this boy was deliberately trying to intimidate him.

The four of them chatted for a few words, and their fear of seeing Guihua Cong and Kuai Liang Village was immediately dispelled.

Several people stepped on the flowers. During the process, countless flowers were broken and stained with blood-red flower juice. When they came out of the flowers, they saw the village in the distance.

Compared with the deserted and dilapidated Zhuangjia Village, Kuailiang Village is obviously more impressive and neat.

The first thing that caught the four people's eyes was a large gate archway with the three characters "Kuailiang Village" written on it.

There is a stone groove on both sides of the archway, and oil lamps are lit inside.

The lights were burning brightly, illuminating the area nearby. The light Zhao Fusheng saw earlier came from here.

Not far from the house number, there are rows of buildings.

The houses are close together, the lanes are criss-crossed, and the village is built against a mountain. It seems that Kuai Liang Village is quite large. Zhao Fusheng looked from a distance and saw signs hanging on the outside of these houses.

"This doesn't look like a village, but more like a township."

Zhao Fusheng looked at a small flag hanging on the roof of a house, with the word "wine" written on it, and couldn't help but sigh.

It was quiet at night, and although Kuai Liang Village was large, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Her words seemed to break the silence. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, her voice spread and echoed.

Fan Wujiu's eyes fell under the gate. There was a small hut behind the gate. As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, the small door of the hut was pushed open, and a strong man carrying a dung fork came out of the hut. He got out and looked around vigilantly.

"Sir, there is someone."

When Fan Wujiu saw someone appearing in the village, his eyes lit up and he shouted.

His voice quickly turned into an echo and spread:

"Someone—"

"There is, there is, there is someone——"

This time, the dead village suddenly revived.

From a distance, although many houses did not open their doors, there seemed to be an anxious mood spreading in the village in the dark night.

The man holding the fork who was guarding the gate archway shouted loudly:

"Who? Who came to the village again?"

He waved the dung fork in his hand and asked tentatively:

"Are you a friend from Wulitiantun?"

This person stood under the firelight, while Zhao Fusheng and others came from the dark river. It was light and dark, and it was difficult for the villagers of Kuailiang Village to see where the person was standing.

But when he spoke, his face did not turn left or right, as if he had already known which direction the 'guests' would come from. He looked straight at the direction where Zhao Fusheng and others were, and walked forward two steps with his fork in hand. Stepping forward, he said cautiously:

"Come out quickly, or I will kill you later."

"Hey!"

Fan Wujiu rolled up his sleeves:

"This troublesome person!"

Zhao Fusheng stopped him and shook his head:

"Don't start a conflict yet."

Before leaving, Magistrate Pang told her that Kuai Liang Village is governed by clans and the villagers are very close to each other.

The folk customs of such a village are fierce, and once they take action, it will not be easy to reconcile.

She came here to solve a ghost case, not to fight with others. There was no need to start conflicts when she first entered the village.

"Let's go to the village first." She said, and then responded loudly:

"We are the people invited by the commander of Wulidian Tunzhou."

She moved out of Wulitian Village, Chief Zhou, "I heard something happened in Kuai Liang Village, so I came here to find out what happened."

Zhao Fusheng's words made the man holding the fork stunned for a moment.

Under the light of the fire in the stone troughs on both sides, the man turned around uneasily and glanced in a certain direction of the village behind him, seemingly hesitant.

Zhao Fusheng noticed his movement and couldn't help shouting:

"Call the elder of your village to come out!"

Her tone was calm, with undeniable courage.

The man took half a step back, and Zhao Fusheng said again:

"Where's Kuai Jusheng? Let him come out and talk to me."

'Kuai Jusheng' is the name of Uncle Kuai Liu. On the way to Kuai Liang Village, Zhao Fusheng asked him about it from Zhuang Lao Qi.

When she mentioned 'Kuai Jusheng', the man suddenly lost his temper and said hurriedly:

"Just wait, I'll call Uncle Six -"

After saying that, he ran towards the village with the fork in hand and disappeared in an instant.

After this person left, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile:

"It seems that Kuai Ju is still alive. He must be back in time."

After saying that, he said to Fan Wujiu and others:

"We are also entering the village."