I become a god in another world

Chapter 167 Adding fuel to the fire

Chapter 167

Zhao Fusheng's sudden strong behavior frightened Kuai Changshun.

When the clan's private personal conflicts were impacted by external forces, they were quickly suppressed by Kuai Changshun. In his mind, he instinctively considered the gains and losses of the village after Zhao Fusheng forced his way into the ancestral hall.

"Hey, sir--"

Kuai Chang hurriedly opened his hands, wanting to stop Zhao Fusheng, but he did not dare to actually touch her body.

Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun stood around her like two fierce gods, keeping an eye on Kuai Changshun, ready to teach him a lesson if he dared to take action.

"grown ups--"

Kuai Changshun didn't expect that such a mistake would happen as soon as he left the house. He was a little anxious, his eyes were uncertain, as if he was hesitating to call someone.

But the next moment, before he could say anything, Zhao Fusheng turned his face like a book and suddenly grinned:

"I'm just kidding you." She looked at Kuai Changshun with a smile:

"I know you are afraid of your father, so why should I make it difficult for you?"

Kuai Changshun originally thought that she was determined to enter the ancestral hall, her heart was in her throat, and she was mentally prepared to shout loudly for people to come over. However, the next moment, Zhao Fusheng gave up his original plan and actually said he was willing to give He has a face.

"grown ups--"

She quickly captured Kuai Changshun's gratitude.

The young man had never seen such a method before. While he felt very fond of Zhao Fusheng, he felt a little guilty and uneasy when he remembered that he had been overly guarded against her before.

"I see that your father has a high prestige in the village, so I'm telling the truth. Don't worry, even if I want to go in, I will talk to your father later so that I don't give you a headache."

Zhao Fusheng saw the change in the young man's expression, felt satisfied, and deliberately added something.

When she said this, Kuai Changshun became even more uneasy, with a look of hesitation on his face, and then said:

"To be honest with you, the ancestral hall actually had some rules. Men other than men with the surname Kuai from the village were not allowed to enter. However, most of our village is from our own people, so the rules are not necessarily so strict. Occasionally, my grandma will come over to add some lamp oil. My mother I and some of my uncles and aunties are going to come over to clean up, wipe the magic tablets and so on."

He was grateful to Zhao Fusheng for his thoughtfulness and openness of guard. His mouth was not as strict as Uncle Kuai Liu's, and he was willing to say something to her.

A sly smile appeared on Zhao Fusheng's lips. Wu Shaochun was stunned and looked back at Fan Wujiu. Seeing that Fan Wujiu didn't seem to care, he couldn't help but shut up and listened quietly.

"Then this rule——"

After Zhao Fusheng found out that the rule of not entering and exiting the ancestral hall at will in Kuai Liang Village was not strict before, he couldn't help but wonder if there were any secrets hidden in the ancestral hall. Therefore, Uncle Kuai Liu deliberately set up this rule for himself. Women can't step into' special rules.

"Actually, the main reason is that this ancestral hall may be haunted."

Kuai Changshun hesitated for a moment, then whispered the secret.

"Haunted?"

This answer was beyond Wu Shaochun's expectation, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry.

A dark light flashed in Zhao Fusheng's eyes. When Kuai Changshun heard Wu Shaochun's words, he was a little anxious and said in a low voice:

"Keep your voice down, don't let my father and others hear you, he will beat me to death."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, winked at Wu Shaochun, and told him:

"Shaochun, please keep your voice down."

Kuai Changshun listened to her speak for him, with gratitude in his eyes.

In this way, he would feel less entangled when he said what was on his mind:

"To tell you the truth, this ancestral hall used to be strict about not allowing foreigners and women to enter during the New Year and sacrifices. It was not so strict at other times. The reason why these rules were introduced later is actually because we can't enter this ancestral hall. "

"What?" Zhao Fusheng was also surprised:

"What do you mean you can't get in?"

"It's just that we can no longer enter the Kuai Ancestral Hall."

Kuai Changshun reached out and scratched his head with some annoyance:

"The strange thing still has to start from the day when my fifth uncle had an accident. Just like what my grandfather said, after my fifth uncle died, our village no longer saw daylight. People in the village were panicked and couldn't get out. I I couldn't sleep well and was a little worried, so I came up with the idea of ​​​​sacrifice to my ancestors and ask for their blessings."

A strange thought quickly passed through Zhao Fusheng's mind.

Kuai Changshun said again:

"We prepared sacrificial supplies, but when everyone gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall, they found that we couldn't get in."

"There is no door here, but we are blocked outside the ancestral hall. There is a force in the ancestral hall that prevents us from entering. My father guessed that we did not respect the ancestral family law in the past, so the ancestors were angry and did not allow us to enter, so we re-enacted The rules must be strictly enforced by the villagers."

After he explained, he looked at Zhao Fusheng apologetically:

"So sir, I really can't take you into the ancestral hall -"

What Kuai Changshun said was too strange.

Zhao Fusheng was reborn for a while and had some understanding of the evil ghost at this time.

At this time, after a person dies, he either goes to his grave to find peace, or the evil ghost revives and causes disaster.

After the evil ghost wakes up, the ghost has no memory of emotions. In Zhao Fusheng's view, the ancestral hall established in Kuai Liang Village is more like a way for the elders of the village to unite people and seek comfort for themselves.

The protection of the ancestors does not exist, and the anger of the ancestors is naturally in vain.

If people in Kuai Liang Village cannot enter the ancestral hall, it should be because the ancestral hall has undergone some kind of change after Zhuang Siniang's ghost resurrected - or the villagers have undergone some changes, thus inducing some kind of evil in the ancestral hall. / Or perhaps a certain substance that appeared after the death of Lady Zhuang also changed, and then a strange situation occurred where the villagers could no longer enter the ancestral hall.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Kuai Changshun who looked worried and decided to follow his words and lower his guard.

But since there was something strange in Kuai's Ancestral Hall, she would have to enter it sooner or later to find out.

She nodded:

"It's okay, I understand. I'll ask your grandfather later."

Kuai Changshun had seen the scene when she was dealing with Uncle Kuai Liu before. Now she saw that Zhao Fusheng was uncharacteristically talkative. She felt both grateful and guilty in her heart, wishing she could say something to repay her for her thoughtfulness.

"By the way, you are really afraid of your father."

Zhao Fusheng suppressed his thoughts and deliberately teased Kuai Changshun in a joking tone:

"I see that your father is indeed very strict in character and fair in his actions. No wonder everyone respects him."

One of them wanted to make a false statement, and the other wanted to thank him. In addition, under Uncle Kuai Liu's tough paternalism, young people like Kuai Changshun were really suppressing the dissatisfaction that had been pent up for a long time.

Zhao Fusheng's words were like prying open a crack in a vat filled with old wine. Kuai Changshun muttered:

"Who is not afraid of him?"

Although he just responded casually at this time, Zhao Fusheng could hear his anger from his words.

"Why do you say that? I think Uncle Six is ​​gentle, not very fierce." Zhao Fusheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a smile, deliberately adding fuel to the fire with a relaxed tone.

Kuai Changshun couldn't bear it anymore and said with displeasure:

"That's when he's open to outsiders."

He really had a good impression of Zhao Fusheng, a big shot in the Demon Suppression Division. He was majestic, gentle, and considerate. They were about the same age, and she spoke nicely, which made him feel good about him. Hearing her few words at this time, He couldn't help complaining to her:

"Your Majesty, you don't know. My father has a stubborn temper. My father and several uncles are filial and dare not criticize him. My mother and several uncles have long been dissatisfied."

"how could be?"

Zhao Fusheng raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised:

"I think Uncle Liu's sons are very filial, and the daughters-in-law are also very docile." Kuai Changshun's face showed a look that was difficult to express, and he looked deeply at Zhao Fusheng's words, he hesitated to speak, and finally his emotions turned into A heavy sneer:

"laugh."

Zhao Fusheng was surprised to find that this young man had very interesting thoughts.

He grew up in Kuai Liang Village, and his grandfather was the village elder with a high prestige. His feelings for Uncle Kuai Liu should be very complicated.

On the one hand, I am afraid that he is dissatisfied with Uncle Kuai Liu's tyranny and tyranny, but on the other hand, he is deeply suppressed by this tyranny and prestige.

The family has developed a special sense of faith and glory, which has become a stamp on his mind. It makes him want to resist, but at the same time submit to this kind of clan rule, which is really contradictory.

If he had come at any other time, it would have been difficult for Zhao Fusheng to pry his mouth open, but this time was different - the death of Mrs. Zhuang Si had become a variable in the village, stimulating many hidden contradictions one by one. .

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile:

"I think your village is really good. Everyone is united as one. There is no separation or conflict. We are as close as one big family."

Kuai Changshun had a reluctant look on his face.

But his lips moved, and vigilance appeared in his eyes. He didn't want to talk more about the secrets of the village, so he forced a smile and said to Zhao Fusheng:

"Sir, be careful, it's dark and the road is rough."

After all, he was still young, and his way of changing the topic was very blunt.

Zhao Fusheng did not deal with such young people as brutally and directly as he did with Uncle Kuai Liu. She responded with a smile and changed the topic:

"By the way, we are going to Kuai Wu's house. I just heard from your father that Kuai Wu is the husband of Madam Zhuang Si. Please tell me about him."

After the topic no longer always revolved around Uncle Kuai Liu, the pressure in Kuai Changshun's heart suddenly eased. He nodded, curled up the corner of his mouth, and showed a look of disdain:

"Kuai Laowu——"

"and many more."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted him and said with a smile:

"Kuai Wu is your cousin. In terms of generation, you are a generation younger than him. You should call him Uncle Wu."

'Pooh. Kuai Changshun spat on the ground, then stretched out his foot to flatten it:

"Is he worthy?"

This young man made no secret of his disdain and poured out his bitterness on Zhao Fusheng as if he were a friend:

"Your Excellency, you don't know. This Kuai Wu is really disgusting."

When he mentioned Kuai Wu, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and endured it again and again.

Zhao Fusheng was almost amused by his angry expression, and she asked:

"What did he do?"

"He is in the village. It can be said that people and gods are angry." Kuai Changshun replied.

"This person is really crazy. Most of our villages work at sunrise and rest at sunset, but this Kuai Wu is an anomaly."

Zhao Fusheng calmly added fuel to the fire and advised him to be generous:

"Well, you are an elder after all, so please bear with me."

When she said this, Kuai Changshun, who had been trying his best to be patient, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. He was so angry that he wanted to jump and raised his voice:

"I really can't bear it."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

"This man gets drunk every day. He invites friends to his house to drink at noon. After drinking, he falls asleep on the ground. He wakes up at midnight and walks around when he wakes up. During the third watch of the night, he stands in front of other people's doors and sings. , so noisy that others can’t have peace.”

Kuai Changshun said angrily.

"Are you crazy?" Wu Shaochun answered after hearing this.

"That's crazy!" Kuai Changshun nodded vigorously and responded bitterly.

"Just because of this, we can't say that he is crazy. After all, he is an elder, and your village has always been united. On the surface, everyone makes concessions and tolerates it for a while." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Her words immediately added fuel to the fire, and Kuai Changshun couldn't bear it anymore. He even forgot about Zhao Fusheng's identity and said dissatisfied:

"Sir, why do you say this in the same tone as my father?"

"I've tolerated him for a long time, can you bear it if I can't bear it?" He became more and more troubled as he spoke, with a sullen look on his face:

"Sir, you are a foreigner and don't know anything. If you listen to me, you will know how annoying this Kuai Wu is."

Zhao Fusheng kept silently irritating him for a long time, just to hear him reveal his secrets. At this time, he nodded:

"You said."

"The year before last, my third uncle and his wife had a quarrel. My third aunt said she had been beaten and wanted to take the child to my father for comment."

After asking about the reason, they found that Kuai Wu coaxed Kuai Laosan's son to go home and steal several feet of cloth knitted by his third aunt.

"This was brought by Third Aunt Zi Zhi to pay taxes, but he pawned it for two glasses of wine."

Kuai San and his wife were beaten to a bloody head. When Kuai Laowu was found, he was so drunk that he fell asleep.

"My father had someone wake him up, but he lay on the ground. He didn't feel guilty at all when he saw his brother and sister-in-law fighting. He even laughed and watched the fun. Do you think such a person is disgusting?"

"It's really disgusting." Fan Wujiu said:

"If it were me, I would give him two fists and break the bridge of his nose."

"I want to hit him too." Kuai Changshun's eyes lit up, as if he saw a close friend.

But he immediately showed an unlucky look:

"There was a fierce quarrel at that time. Third uncle Kuai and his wife beat him fiercely. Third aunt cried and made trouble and even beat the child. My father said a few fair words and finally persuaded the two couples to get along. When I saw Kuai Laowu , I gave him a few words of advice, asking him to stay in his element, stop making trouble, and live a good life with his fifth uncle."

Zhao Fusheng heard a lot of information from Kuai Changshun's casual complaints: he hated Kuai Wu, but he didn't seem to be disgusted with the fourth lady Zhuang who was drowned for having an affair with someone, and he always treated the second wife. You can see the clues by calling people different names.

"What happens next?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

"It's a good thing my father didn't say this, but if he said this it would be like poking a hornet's nest." Kuai Changshun said angrily:

"That bitch Kuai Wu jumped up and pointed at my father's nose and scolded him, saying that he was a harmful person. He introduced my fifth uncle to him, but he had no good intentions and killed his parents——"

These words were particularly heartbreaking for Uncle Kuai Liu.

In addition to the pain in Kuai Wu's heart, the death of Kuai Juming was also a knot in the hearts of Uncle Kuai Liu and his wife.

It can be seen from the previous conversation between Zhao Fusheng and Uncle Kuai that eight or nine years have passed, and the two couples have never let go of the matter.

Especially after the Fourth Lady Zhuang had an affair and a ghost case occurred in the village because of her execution, the couple felt even more regretful.

Zhao Fusheng could imagine the scene when Uncle Kuai Liu was pointed at and scolded by Kuai Wu. The village elder must have been ashamed, angry and blaming himself.

The authority that was challenged and the decision to do bad things with good intentions became a shackle in Uncle Kuai Liu's heart.

(End of this chapter)