I become a god in another world

Chapter 177

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi originally thought that he would be saved when an acquaintance came. He also expected Zhao Fusheng to rescue him, but he did not expect that Zhao Fusheng had no intention of helping at all.

He suddenly became anxious.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In desperation, he crawled forward a few feet like a bug crawling on the ground.

"How dare you struggle and take off her clothes!"

A man drank loudly.

Then several women came forward, grabbed Zhang Chuanshi's hair like wolves and tigers, and began to tear off his clothes.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi wanted to curse.

He is not the Fourth Lady of Zhuang. These people in Kuai Liang Village are really crazy.

Can’t men and women recognize each other? He and Lady Zhuang Si were not only different in age, but also in gender.

But his mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak. Countless hands were rubbing his body.

These women have been doing farm work all year round, and their strength and skills are not inferior to those of men. They can pinch his flesh until it hurts.

No matter how hard Zhang Chuanshi struggled, the women still took off all his clothes like piglets, without leaving even a pair of pants for him.

Zhang Chuanshi wants to die!

He thought that Lao Zhang had never been so embarrassed in his life.

He relied on paper and was engaged in the business of Zhenmosi, and his life was comfortable. Unexpectedly, he went to Zhenmosi to collect debts that day, and accidentally joined Zhenmosi.

After that, I just followed Zhao Fusheng to work on the ghost case desperately. I didn't expect that this time the ghost case not only escaped death, but also suffered such humiliation before death.

Everyone quickly stripped him completely.

Zhang Chuanshi was lying on the ground and looking around, there were people all around, many of them holding torches in their hands, and countless obscene, disgusting, or mocking glances fell on him.

Looking at him and scorning him, he was not a cowardly person, but at this time, being naked and surrounded by such malicious eyes, he felt fear in his heart.

He curled up and tried his best to block his body. He only had one thought in his mind: He would not dare not follow the adults next time.

"Lao Zhang, just hold on."

Zhao Fusheng stood outside the crowd, as if there was an invisible barrier to this absurd farce.

The noisy crowd, shouting to kill Mrs. Zhuang Si, was obviously right next to her. They were crowded, but no one noticed her, Fan and Wu's existence.

She looked at Zhang Chuanshi who was rolling on the ground and comforted him:
"These villagers are dead and we are trapped in a ghostly dream."

When Zhang Chuanshi was regretful, Zhao Fusheng's words were like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, penetrating the surrounding noise and reaching his ears.

He was startled for a moment and raised his head.

"We can't save you. The villagers must perform the river sinking ceremony, otherwise we may not be able to bear the consequences of breaking the ghost dream."

Zhao Fusheng said.

When he heard that the people around him might be ghosts, Fan Wujiu's originally gloating expression suddenly froze, and he became filled with endless fear.

"Ghosts have no reason or memory. These feelings now are just your hallucinations. What's wrong with letting ghosts see you naked?"

Zhao Fusheng said.

Her words made Zhang Chuanshi suddenly enlightened: If the surroundings were full of ghosts instead of real people, and the malice in front of him was just the malice of evil ghosts, then it would be equivalent to no one seeing his naked body now - maybe his naked body is also fake now. Yeah, what's wrong with being looked at by ghosts?
Zhang Chuanshi was originally ashamed, angry, desperate and helpless. Once he figured it out, his mentality immediately changed.

"You have a ghost mark on your back, which can protect you from death. We have to go to the other side to do things."

Only by deciphering the ghost dream and leading out the Fourth Lady Zhuang can this ghost case be solved.

After Zhang Chuanshi figured it out, he immediately nodded desperately and whined:

"Ah (big) um (person) ah (quickly) vomit (go)!"

He could be stripped naked in front of ghosts, but he could never reveal his breasts in front of Zhao Fusheng and the others.

"You dare to laugh, you are such a shameless bitch."

Someone saw Zhang Chuanshi's expression and couldn't help but shouted angrily:
"Kill her."

Amid the sound of slap, Zhang Chuanshi comforted himself:
"Fake, fake, everything is fake."

"..."

Wu Shaochun had a look of sympathy on his face, seeing that Zhang Chuanshi was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, forming a pig's head.

This is not the time to say more.

A lynching is about to take place in the village, and all the villagers' eyes fall on Zhang Chuanshi (Zhuang Si Niangzi). The three people from the Zhenmo Division cannot stay here forever, otherwise it will be difficult to leave the ghost dream.

"Walk."

When Zhao Fusheng shouted, Fan and Wu jumped up and followed her.

The three of them ran wildly and collided with many villagers who rushed to the door of Kuai Wu's house. The three of them weaved in and out of the "crowd" to escape.

Fan Wujiu's heart was beating wildly, and he asked with a sad face and a trembling voice:

"Sir, didn't you say that the Kuai family's ancestral hall is inaccessible? Do we really want to go to the ancestral hall?"

He was even a little confused at this time. He hadn't figured out the cause and effect yet. He only knew that Zhao Fusheng suddenly said that all the villagers in Kuai Liang Village were dead.

Zhang Chuanshi suddenly became the "Sister Zhuang" in the eyes of the villagers. Zhao Fusheng said that time went back to the day of the incident, which means that Zhang Chuanshi may have to repeat the tragedy of the fourth lady Zhuang that day - being stuffed into a pig. The cage sinks into the river.

This whole thing was really absurd, bizarre, and a bit unbelievable. It made him start to wonder what was true and what was false.
Did they follow Zhuang Laoqi into Zhuangjia Village, then board a ghost boat and encounter ghosts at the bottom of the river?
Did you have the luck to escape from the bottom of the river, enter Kuai Liang Village, talk to Uncle Kuai Liu, and then come to the door of Kuai Wu's house?
"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly while running:

"Pay attention to what Changshun said. People from Kuai Liang Village, Kuai's ancestral hall, cannot enter. The lamp in your hand is for the dead, so it cannot be illuminated when a living person carries it."

Fan Wujiu's face turned pale, and he didn't understand her words even though he was panicking.

He should have understood the meaning of Zhao Fusheng's words, but because of fear, he subconsciously rejected the news she said and could only keep trembling:

"My lord, my lord, what do you mean?"

Zhao Fusheng was not angry when he heard his question. He was slightly out of breath from running:
"That is to say, whoever can use this lamp will die, and we cannot use it, which means that there are only a few of us alive in this village."

The information revealed in this passage was quite powerful. Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun were still trying to absorb it. Zhao Fusheng said again:
"The ghost case broke out very quickly, and we have to enter the ancestral hall before the ceremony is completed."

She suspected that the people in Kuai Liang Village could not enter the ancestral hall because there was something inside the ancestral hall that suppressed the evil spirits.

Is another evil ghost resurrected? Or some kind of sinister thing? Everyone in the village has forgotten about the daughter of Mrs. Zhuang Si and has no idea where she is. Is she also hiding in the ancestral hall?
All kinds of doubts came to Zhao Fusheng's mind.

Fortunately, the Kuai family's ancestral hall was not far from Kuai's fifth family. The three of them passed through the villagers of Kuai Liang Village who were rushing towards them, and quickly arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Next to the ancestral hall is Uncle Kuai Liu's home. At this time, his home is empty and the door is closed.

Without the lighting of torches and villagers, the door of his house was dark and heavy, with an inexplicable sense of depression.

There were no lights in the Kuai's Ancestral Hall, and it was pitch dark. Looking in from the doorway, one could see the inner courtyard of the Ancestral Hall and the open door in the distance, which seemed to contain ancestral tablets and other items. Zhao Fusheng stood in front of the ancestral hall gate and paused for a moment.

"grown ups--"

Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun ran out of breath and didn't understand why she didn't move.

She seemed to realize something and turned her head.

"Dip the pig cage! Main style!"

"Enforce the family rules——"

The villagers shouted angrily loudly, and the sound spread, with a kind of terrible oppression, which made people frightened from the bottom of their hearts and dared not disobey.

Fires shot into the sky, and many people held torches in their hands.

The lynching progressed quickly.

Zhang Chuanshi was stripped naked and tied up, his hair spread over his face, and he was put into a huge bamboo cage.

Several strong men picked him up and carried him to the river.

Kuai Liang Village is not a small place with many villagers.

Led by Uncle Kuai Liu, everyone headed towards the river, forming a huge long dragon.

At some point, the strange ghost flowers that lined the village and the Yellow Spring had disappeared without a trace, forming a field road.

The crowd stepped on it, and the atmosphere was depressing and a bit dangerous and scary. The villagers shouted slogans and trampled the grass in the fields along the road. When they came to the river, they pushed the bamboo cage into the river with noisy.

It's all going incredibly fast.

Fan Wujiu was trembling with fear. At this moment, he was secretly glad that before setting off from the Demon Suppression Division, his brother Fan Bisheng had told him to listen to Zhao Fusheng and do whatever she asked.

Fortunately, he was obedient and not as lazy as Zhang Chuanshi, who was sitting at Uncle Kuai Liu's house and refused to leave.

If he hadn't left at that time, Zhang Chuanshi might not be the only one who would have his face swollen, his clothes torn off, and soaked in a pig cage tonight.

Wu Shaochun was also a little panicked and turned his head subconsciously:
"Sir, shall we save Master Zhang?"

There are female ghosts at the bottom of the river.

When Zhenmo Si first entered the village, he was almost left in the river. He only managed to escape after going through a lot of hardships.

If Zhang Chuanshi was sunk into the river, wouldn't he be sent into the hands of a female ghost?

Zhao Fusheng's eyes were cold, and she pondered for a while:

"We can't save it."

After saying that, she looked up at the gloomy ancestral hall, hesitated for a moment, and stepped into the threshold.

Kuai Changshun said that after the incident, the ancestral hall could not be entered.

Wu Shaochun, who was worried about Zhang Chuanshi, panicked when he saw her actions, but the next moment, Zhao Fusheng crossed the threshold and stood in the house smoothly.

He and Fan Wujiu had expressions of surprise on their faces, and then followed Zhao Fusheng into the door.

As soon as they entered the door, several people smelled a faint rancid smell.

Wu Shaochun rubbed his nose and said nothing.

The three of them are not out of trouble yet, and Zhang Chuanshi is even more in danger. This little stench is nothing in comparison.

Fan Wujiu took a few deep breaths, moved his nose, and whispered:
"This stink-"

Before he finished the rest of his words, Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed, and he pretended not to hear and said nothing.

Wu Shaochun asked:

"Sir, is it useful for us to enter the ancestral hall?"

"It should have a certain effect." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

"Chang Shun said that they could no longer enter the ancestral hall after the incident." After she led the way into the mountain range of the ancestral hall, she did not rush deeper. Instead, she stood at the other end of the ancestral hall gate and turned to look into the distance of the village:
"We are in a ghost dream, and the villagers have no way to enter the ancestral hall. It may be the obsession left before death or other reasons that affect them and prevent them from entering here."

The dead cannot enter the ancestral hall, but the living can.

Upon hearing the words "ghost dream" and "dead man", Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun trembled. Fan Wujiu was a little scared:
"Sir, is everyone in Kuai Liang Village really dead?"

"Something must have happened." Zhao Fusheng responded.

After the evil spirit regains consciousness, it is impossible for him to survive.

Before a few people entered the village, they had fought against the fourth lady Zhuang at the bottom of the river. After she revived as a ghost, she was very fierce and could fight back and forth with the mark of the door god. It can be seen that the existence of this ghost case has exceeded the level of disaster.

Being able to advance quickly in a short period of time is naturally due to the large number of murderers killed by the evil spirits.

"But, but ghosts have no memory, but Kuai Jusheng, Kuai Changshun and those women before -" Fan Wujiu was still a little panicked and a little unbelievable.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"Indeed, I suspect that these villagers after death have developed special killing rules."

This is a special environment formed after the death of villagers.

The existence of the sixth uncle Kuai, Kuai Changshun, and the fourth sister-in-law of the Kuai family who talked to her were more like residual memory fragments.

"The law of killing?" Wu Shaochun murmured in confusion. Zhao Fusheng looked into the distance and nodded his chin:
"That's what happened to Lao Zhang."

"What do you mean?" Fan Wujiu didn't fully understand yet.

"If I guess correctly, it should be drowning in the river over and over again."

She said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, seeing that Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun were still half-informed, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but sigh, and then explained:

"Once people enter the ghost land of Kuai Liang Village, they may be like us."

I began to think that nothing had happened to the village yet, and I talked with the remaining memory fragments of the ghosts in the ghost domain. If my defenses were lowered because of this, time might pass, and I would enter the night when the Fourth Lady Zhuang sank into the river.

Accidental intruders will be caught by villagers (evil ghosts), repeat the death of Lady Zhuang Si, and be sunk to the bottom of the underworld by the ghosts.

"I suspect that this is how the people in Zhuangjia Village died. This can also explain why there are so many dead bodies at the bottom of the river."

When she said this, Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun both trembled.

"What about Master Zhang?"

Wu Shaochun was still young and still had a conscience. Although he had only joined the Demon Suppressing Division not long ago, he had developed a certain collegiality with everyone in the Demon Suppressing Division, especially Zhang Chuanshi, who had already dealt with him. At this time, he I am truly worried about Zhang Chuanshi's safety.

Zhao Fusheng suddenly turned his head and glanced inside the ancestral hall, pondering for a moment:

"Let's see and then talk."

Ghost dreams must not be broken. Once the ghost dreams are broken, these villagers may do some unexpected and terrible things.

"Old Zhang swallowed the ghost flower and may have controlled the ghost ship."

It was the first time that he was able to lead everyone to escape from the bottom of the underworld, and maybe he could withstand it this time too.

"It really doesn't work. He still has the ghost mark I put on his back, which can last for a while."

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