I become a god in another world

Chapter 166

In a gloomy village shrouded in ghostland, where daylight no longer comes, Kuai Mancai's mentality suddenly collapses when he hears Zhao Fusheng vividly mentioning the story of his 'tragic death' in a dark old house.

He shouted and rubbed his arms vigorously, and at the same time raised his head in panic and looked around, as if asking for help from the frightened Uncle Kuai Liu and others:

"Sixth uncle, I have never left the village, I am not dead - you touch me, I am in good health, with flesh and blood, why are my bones blooming -"

Kuai Mancai walked quickly towards Uncle Kuai Liu, but Uncle Kuai Liu's sons reacted very quickly, and quickly backed away with Uncle Kuai as if they had seen a ghost.

"I'm really not dead, Uncle Six—"

When Kuai Mancai saw this scene, he was so aggrieved that he cried.

Uncle Kuai Liu was in shock.

Kuai Mancai's cries echoed in the house, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. His shouts echoed in the dark old house, echoing back and forth, giving off a sense of sadness and horror.

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he sat calmly on the wall and stared at Kuai Mancai with sharp eyes.

She revealed Kuai Mancai's 'death'. If Kuai Mancai was influenced by evil ghosts and formed a special walking corpse state like Zhuang Laoqi, then he would show his 'original form' right now.

But Zhao Fusheng did not see what he expected.

She frowned slightly.

After Kuai Mancai broke his guard and yelled, Uncle Kuai Liu suddenly let out a long sigh, broke away from the shackles of his sons, suddenly took a few steps forward, and took Kuai Mancai's hands.

The old man put his arms around the frightened young man and put his arms into his arms:

"I believe in Mancai. Mancai is a good boy and won't lie."

He stretched out a pair of wrinkled and black calloused palms, and gently patted Kuai Mancai's back vest:

"Maybe it's the Fourth Lady who refuses to die with her eyes closed, and is acting like a ghost."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Fusheng:

"I hope you will understand the truth clearly and don't waste Mancai unjustly."

Zhao Fusheng looked amused, smiled, and shrugged, looking a little regretful.

At this point, two versions emerged.

One version is that according to Zhuang Laoqi, Kuai is full of financial reports, and then mentions that the ghost calls people from behind, and the person called is marked by the ghost, becoming a carrier that the ghost may possess, and spreading the breath of the ghost wherever it goes. Going out - it is a disguised way of amplifying the lethality of ghost disasters.

Another version is said by people in Kuai Liang Village: That day, the fourth lady of Zhuang died after being immersed in a pig cage. After her death, her body did not sink. The villagers were afraid and cremated her body.

The fourth lady Zhuang was revived by the ghost in the fire, and her body turned into blood.

After that, the village fell into a ghost land, and there was no dawn for several days. The villagers were shrouded in darkness, and the river banks were covered with ghost flowers, trapping the villagers in the village.

The villagers did not go out, and Kuai Mancai did not die.

In the two versions with completely opposite endings, Uncle Kuai Liu obviously believed what Kuai Mancai said - that is to say, "You don't believe what Zhuang Lao Qi said?"

"No, I believe this kid Shou Qiang won't lie." Uncle Kuai said without hesitation after hearing this.

His words shocked Kuai Mancai, and he quickly patted her twice more, which was very comforting.

"But your Excellency also knows that there are ghosts involved. Ghosts may be able to charm the mind, and what Zhuang Shouqiang saw may not be true." Uncle Kuai said a little stubbornly.

"Sir, what happens next?"

Uncle Liu interrupted the conversation between the two of them with some anxiety, and couldn't wait to ask questions.

At this moment, she didn't care whether what Zhuang Lao Qi said was true or false, she was only worried about Zhuangjia Village.

The people in Uncle Liu's family were both scared and curious about the story told by Zhao Fusheng. Human beings always have an innate fear and defense mixed with a strange desire to discover such dangerous and strange events.

Especially when the incident is related to themselves, everyone wants to know the follow-up, so as to judge whether Kuai Mancai is a human or a ghost, and then decide their attitude towards him.

"After that, people in Zhuangjia Village who witnessed Kuai Mancai's death began to behave strangely one after another."

Zhao Fusheng suppressed all the doubts in his heart, and then answered Liu Shuniang's questions as if nothing had happened.

"What's weird?" Liu Shuniang's heart tightened and she asked.

"The village chief's family in Zhuangjia Village, as well as the family members of Madam Zhuang Si who witnessed Kuai Mancai's death that day, including Zhuang Laoqi, all developed the same symptoms as Kuai Mancai." Zhao Fusheng paused and said:

"They all packed their things and said they were going to Kuai Liang Village."

"How can this be?"

A middle-aged man who had held Uncle Kuai Liu back earlier exclaimed:

"No one has come to our village since that day -"

"They may not be able to make it through the underworld." Zhang Chuanshi was thoughtful after hearing this.

The Yellow River, dyed red by blood, lay between Kuailiang Village and Zhuangjia Village. The bottom of the river was covered with corpses like algae. Perhaps they were villagers who were lured across the river by ghosts and died halfway.

"What hell - this, how is this possible -"

When Uncle Kuai Liu heard these words, he trembled all over and subconsciously shook his head in retort.

"The river outside the Red Flower Road, a branch of the Shangjia River, is also the river where Mrs. Zhuang Si drowned. Now it has been dyed red with blood and has become a ghost road where ordinary people will die if they walk on it."

Zhao Fusheng responded lightly.

Uncle Kuai Liu was greatly shocked.

"What about Zhuangjia Village next?" Liu Shuniang suppressed her sadness and asked again.

"The village is already deserted. Following Zhuang Laoqi's guidance, we went to the village and found the village chief's house——"

When Zhao Fusheng said this, he deliberately paused for a moment.

The anxious Uncle Liu couldn't hold her breath and cried:

"grown ups--"

"I found what Zhuang Laoqi said at the village chief's house in Zhuangjia Village, a human skeleton with separated corpses."

All the people in Kuai Liang Village in the room instantly fell into deathly silence.

Everyone's face looked extremely ugly.

According to what Zhao Fusheng said, Kuai Mancai was definitely dead.

Even Uncle Kuai Liu stared at the junior in his arms in a daze, his lips trembling and his eyes uncertain.

On one side are his own clansmen, on the other side are the envoys from the imperial court who unexpectedly broke in...

His expressions changed, and finally he said solemnly:

"What evidence do you have for what you say? Why should I trust your identity?"

'laugh. '

Fan Wujiu sneered:

"The fact that we adults can break into the ghost village is the best evidence! Who else in Wan'an County has such great ability except adults?"

His words broke through the courage Kuai Liushu had accumulated in an instant.

Uncle Kuai Liu said:

"This matter is weird and needs to be considered in the long run."

After shouting, he asked in annoyance:

"Man Yin? Is Man Yin back?"

After shouting Kuai Manyin's name twice, he let go of Kuai Mancai's hand and turned around:

"I do not believe--"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Uncle Liu sobbed softly.

After learning that something happened in Zhuangjia Village, she kept crying, making tiny sobs, and blaming herself: "It's all my fault, it would have been better if I hadn't protected the matchmaker at that time -"

Weird events, the uncertainty about Kuai Mancai's life and death, coupled with the cries of his wife, and the mystery of the missing people in Zhuangjia Village formed a heavy cloud that weighed heavily on Kuai Liushu's heart.

He suddenly changed from his previous calmness and self-control when receiving Zhao Fusheng, and shouted: "I have a terrible headache, and my body hurts too."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to hold his waist and twisted his upper body twice.

When Liu Shuniang, who was still crying before, heard this, she quickly stood up, rubbed his lumbar spine, and explained to Zhao Fusheng:

"My old man is not in good health. When he was young, he had to carry many burdens, which damaged his bones. As he gets older, he starts to have pain here and there."

Uncle Kuai Liu groaned loudly in pain, and his sons stepped forward to help their father into the house to rest.

He was still a little worried before entering the house, so he turned around and told his family:

"Kill the chicken to entertain the guests." After saying that, he shouted again:

"Where's Changshun?"

A young man about twenty years old stood up:

"Master, I'm here."

"Look at why Man Yin hasn't come yet, go and urge them -" Uncle Kuai Liu ordered his grandson, holding back the pained cry that reached his lips.

"——Okay." After hearing his instructions, the young man hesitated for a while and responded, but his face clearly showed an unhappy look.

Uncle Kuai Liu would have noticed this before, but unfortunately he was tortured by pain and ignored his grandson's displeasure.

The unhappiness on Kuai Changshun's face was noticed by Zhao Fusheng. She stood up and said:

"If Kuai Wu and his family don't come, why don't Chief Kuai take me over to take a look?"

She happened to be working on a ghost case and was walking around the village.

Moreover, Kuai Changshun is young, and unlike an old man like Uncle Kuai Liu, who has matured into a mature man, he seems to have long complained about some of his grandfather's actions. Taking advantage of Uncle Kuai Liu's inability to keep an eye on him, Zhao Fusheng wanted to see if he could get rid of it. A hint of news came out of his mouth.

If Uncle Kuai Liu was sober, he might not agree to such a proposal, but at this time he was suffering from pain and seemed to have no time to think carefully. When he was about to speak, his sons advised:

"Dad, lie down for a while."

He nodded casually, waved his hand and said:

"That's alright, Changshun, take good care of your guests."

Then, several of his sons helped him into the house. Others in the room fell into silence, their faces a little reserved and stiff.

"Changshun, my lord has given me orders, so you can take me to Kuai Wu's house to have a look. The others will stay with me to help me prepare meals. If you don't want to help, you might as well serve your lord -"

"No need, the others are right here, just Changshun leads the way."

Zhao Fusheng rejected Liu Shuniang's proposal.

She herself has a relatively weak temperament, and Zhao Fusheng's strength made her quickly obey.

Zhang Chuanshi wanted to be lazy and did not want to go with Zhao Fusheng. After seeing her stand up, Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun also stood up. He lingered on the stool and refused to get up.

"Sir, I——"

"Okay, you can stay here."

Zhao Fusheng was focusing on the road to Kuai Wu's house at this time. Anyway, this trip did not seem to be very dangerous at the moment. She already had Fan and Wu following her, so leaving Zhang Chuanshi here would not be a big problem.

Several people got up and followed Kuai Changshun out of the gate of Liu Shu's house. Fan Wujiu said unhappily:

"I think Lao Zhang is becoming more and more unseemly, this lazy guy——"

Zhao Fusheng ignored his mutterings. As soon as the four of them stepped out of the room, there were no other villagers holding torches. When the light around them dimmed, it suddenly became a bit more eerie and eerie.

Shrouded in the ghost realm, Kuai Liang Village could not hear the sound of the night wind blowing through the woods, nor the chirping of birds or insects. It was eerily quiet.

The lingering ghostly fog shrouded the sky, blocking the moon and stars.

"Sir, wait."

As soon as Kuai Changshun went out, he saw that the road was a little dark, so he turned back and soon came out with an oil lamp.

Zhao Fusheng smelled the vague stench, which was vaguely familiar.

Her eyes flickered, she stretched out her hand to rub the tip of her nose, and said casually:

"Your oil lamp looks quite exquisite."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun both looked at the oil lamp held by Kuai Changshun.

I saw that the lamp was cylindrical, about the width of a bowl, and about half a foot long.

The lamp body seems to be made of brass and has a hollow shape. Due to its age, the brass surface is slightly darker in color, but the owner of the lamp obviously cherishes it very much and wipes it frequently, so the lamp body has a shiny and simple appearance. There is a sense of magnificence and solemnity in it.

"It's really good."

Wu Shaochun took a look and said:

"When I was in Huanggang Village, I also saw ancient goods taken out of the 'box'——"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that he had missed something, and quickly pursed his lips.

But it was about the ghost case. He thought about it, walked to Zhao Fusheng in small steps, and whispered:

"Sir, I heard that this kind of lamp is either a burial object in the tomb of a wealthy family in the past, or it is a spiritual tablet hanging in an ancestral hall that reflects the ancestors."

After he finished speaking in a low voice, Zhao Fusheng nodded.

I don’t know if Kuai Changshun heard the conversation between the two. He turned his head and glanced at Wu Shaochun and said:

"This lamp was originally hung in the ancestral hall. After my fifth uncle died, many lamps in the village could not be lit. Only the lamps in the clan's ancestral hall were not affected and could be lit."

When he said this, Zhao Fusheng suddenly didn't care to pursue the matter. He seemed to be able to hear Wu Shaochun whispering, and whispered:

"What a weird thing."

"Who says it's not? What a weird thing?"

Kuai Changshun shook his head with a gloomy face, then held up a lamp to illuminate the road, and said diligently:

"Sir, be careful and go this way."

After several people walked a few steps, Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the strange mansion adjacent to Uncle Kuai Sixth.

At this time, the door arch of Kuai's ancestral hall is particularly eye-catching, and apart from the door number, there is no gate.

The courtyard is very spacious and neatly cleaned. The floor is paved with stone tiles and there is not a single fallen leaf.

There are no lights in the ancestral hall. With the light in Kuai Changshun's hand, one can vaguely see several roofs hidden in the darkness. Each one is higher than the other, as if they are dormant in the darkness and overlooking the strangeness of human beings.

Zhao Fusheng inexplicably felt uneasy about being spied on by some kind of consciousness.

She recalled the scene where she stopped in front of the ancestral hall and alerted Uncle Kuai Liu, and asked:

"Changshun, is this your Kuai family's ancestral hall?"

Kuai Changshun is still young and is not as calm as Uncle Kuai Liu.

Zhao Fusheng's identity as the Demon Suppressant Commander was inherently intimidating to him. In addition, her previous aura made Uncle Kuai Liu feel a little uncomfortable. Kuai Changshun witnessed the scene at that time and was very impressed with Zhao Fusheng. Somewhat afraid, when she asked, she replied:

"Yes, my lord."

"Can I come in?" she asked lightly.

Kuai Changshun had a look of bewilderment on his face.

Uncle Kuai Liu said that according to the rules, only men with the surname Kuai were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall in Kuai Liang Village. However, Kuai Changshun lacked confidence when facing Zhao Fusheng. When Zhao Fusheng said this, he panicked and said:

"My father said that this is against the rules..."

"Rules? Can the rules of your Kuai Liang Village be greater than the imperial decree? Where can the people in my Demon Suppression Division not go?" Zhao Fusheng pretended to be unhappy and asked several questions in succession.

While speaking, she seemed to insist on rushing into the ancestral hall regardless of Kuai Changshun's objections.

I have something to do tomorrow, please take a day off~!