I become a god in another world

Chapter 181

Thick blood streamed out of Madam Zhuang Si's mouth, and Li Gui's body turned into a pool of blood, pouring down in the air and dripping on the paper man Zhang's head one by one.

The man's paper head was pierced with ghost blood.

From Zhao Fusheng's perspective, the translucent human head was like a lantern. Under the light inside, the blood turned into a beam and flowed into his body along the broken Heavenly Spirit Cap.

This scene is like an hourglass flowing backward under the light.

Once Mrs. Zhuang gets into his body, even if the paper man Zhang is possessed by the ghost coffin lid, he will probably be in trouble.

At the critical moment, a strong rancid smell suddenly came from the paper man Zhang's head.

As the stench dissipated, the fire in his body suddenly lit up.

The mangled head swelled again, becoming as big as a basket.

Ghost lamp!

As soon as the light to drive away the evil spirits was turned on, the ghost blood injected into the body of the paper man Zhang was forced out.

Blood seeped out bit by bit from the human skin face.

Inside the damaged human skin paper head, a cold and strange ghost head loomed:

"Give me back the ghost nail!"

As the paper man Zhang yelled sternly, countless light blue flames spurted out from his facial features, turning into slender tentacles.

Wherever the fire went, the black ghost blood seemed to be hit by a natural restraint, subconsciously shrinking and dodging.

Once the things are in hand, it is impossible to return them to him.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, endured the pain of being restrained by the ghost, and looked at him with a grin:
"Where is Manzhou?"

"Give me back the ghost nail!"

In the damaged human skin paper head, the paper man stared at her with evil eyes.

But while speaking, he crossed his arms over his chest, and the dark robe wrapped around him.

Strange black blood seeped out from his skin and head, sliding down his pink and white face.

There was a crackling sound in his head, and his whole body was like a huge ghost lantern.

The two ghosts transformed by the Zhao couple were still pulling on his arms, and the fourth lady Zhuang had not given up on getting into his body.

The paper man Zhang ignored the three ghosts fighting at the same time and stared at the strange iron nail in Zhao Fusheng's hand.

In the dark wind, his sleeves moved——

The sleeves that were originally tightly connected were like a pair of double doors that opened instantly.

A "hehe" smile came from inside, and a hand as white as jade poked out.

His arms were as soft as noodles and wrapped around Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng raised the ghost nail and swung it vigorously, striking the nails randomly. As the ghost nail swung around, it brought up a black afterimage and crossed the paper man's palm.

"what!!!"

"Woo!!!"

The ghost nail hadn't pierced his palm yet, but just touched it. The jade-white palm instantly withered, like a rotten plant root, turning black and curled up with the knuckles, and quickly broke off.

And at the crack of the broken palm, there was a sudden roar of flames.

A rotten smell came, and strange light blue flames spurted out from the crack in the broken palm, covering the ghost mother and Zhao Fusheng, who was carried on the ghost mother's back, into it.

There was extremely strong corrosive power in the flames.

But at the moment when Zhao Fusheng's body was being burned, red light flashed on the ghost door panel.

The disaster-level evil spirit instantly extinguished the flames.

The figure of the ghost mother gradually faded away from the paper man Zhang, and it moved directly from in front of the ghost door to behind the ghost door.

There was a bright red light inside the door panel, and the ghost hand stretched out to grab the paper figures again.

All the flames were blocked by the red evil spirit, and the arms inside the ghost door began to mercilessly tear Zhang Renzhi's hair, face and clothes.

Wherever the ghost palm touched, a large amount of the paper man's hair was torn off, flying around in mid-air, and then quickly caught up in the strange blue flames, and burned to emit bursts of stinky smell.

His face was also torn apart, and flames gush out from the crack, burning the wound red and shiny.

A thick stench gushes out of these cracks.

As the stench surged out, the two door gods seemed to be stimulated by the smell, and they took a step back in unison.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the two ghosts to retreat, the paper man Zhang raised his hand and gently touched his head with the wide sleeves that blocked the air leakage - the ghost flame was extinguished, but it left countless traces of trauma.

When the two briefly met and fought, no one took advantage.

Although Zhao Fusheng seemed to have the upper hand by winning the strange iron nail, she was carried by the ghost mother and used the power of ghosts to avoid the ghost flames of the paper man, but she was also in crisis at the same time.

The ghost mother was carrying her.

Li Gui's back was cold and hard, with the aura of death, and the power of the ghost door tightly bound her, trying to pull her into the abyss of death.

The list of gods in the sea of ​​​​consciousness also reminded her: The door god has carried you on his back. Do you want to spend 300 merit points to escape?

She now only has 444 merit points left. Once the merit points are exhausted, the consequences will be disastrous.

But Paper Man Zhang didn’t know the inside story, and he didn’t get any benefits.

He was careless, lost the coffin nail, and was besieged by the two ghosts of the door god and the fourth lady of the village.

Although it is protected by a ghost lamp, it can temporarily drive away the evil spirits.

But he was besieged by two disaster-level ghosts, and he might not be able to withstand them for long.

He was injured by the ghost mother's crazy counterattack earlier. The faster the ghost lamp's aura leaked, the faster his strength was consumed - Zhao Fusheng could tell from his quick use of the black robe to put out the fire.

Although people can borrow the power of ghosts after controlling ghosts, people are still humans after all. After using the power of ghosts, they will be counterattacked by the power of ghosts, which is always different from ghosts who can kill people easily.

When a paper man Zhang fights with the door god, he is naturally at a disadvantage.

After suffering such a depressing loss, his heart beat like thunder, and he deeply regretted that he had left such a person alive that day, and that he had become a serious problem for him today.

The paper man Zhang wished he could tear Zhao Fusheng into pieces, but when he saw her calm as usual, lying on Li Gui's back, using Li Gui's power like an arm to command her, he felt wary and did not dare to take the first action again.

He stopped attacking and gave Zhao Fusheng a chance to breathe.

The palm holding the ghost nail felt a sharp pain.

Human beings will suffer backlash if they borrow something dangerous, but this backlash will be erased immediately after deducting 20 merit points.

"The lid of the coffin that suppresses the evil spirit?"

Zhao Fusheng was forced to calm down and ignored the prompts from the list of gods. Instead, he looked at the paper man Zhang and smiled:

"Is this coffin lid obtained from the headless ghost corpse? Does it have a certain suppressive and isolating effect on evil ghosts?"

Her expression was calm, and she could not tell that her death was imminent.

Half of the paper man Zhang's body was stuck in the well, and the edge of his black robe tightly sealed the well's mouth.

As the fire in his head burned rapidly, the initial stench was gradually dissipating. This was evident when the second door god stepped forward again and tried to grab him.

At the same time, the female ghost is also reintegrating.

The blood forced back by the ghost flames dispersed, and the blood beads drew together, forming an extremely large blood net in an instant, covering the paper man Zhang's head again.

Countless black blood penetrated along the cracked hole in the paper man Zhang's pink and white fermented head, and penetrated into his head under the light of the fire.

At this moment, a creepy scene happened again.

In the face that resembled the skin of a lantern, under the light of the fire, Zhao Fusheng saw that a dark head appeared out of thin air again on the paper man's neck.

This head exudes a strong ghost aura, which is extremely oppressive.

Ghost head!

This thought came to Zhao Fusheng's mind. The second door god who was about to step forward also sensed the suppressive force of the head, and subconsciously took a step back, then stood there blankly. As soon as Sen Leng's ghost head appeared, he suddenly opened his big mouth and bit into the blood thread that penetrated along the human skin paper head.

As soon as the bloody thread was bitten, it seemed to retract heavily.

The ghost head bit off the bloody thread, chewed it up and swallowed it into his mouth.

The remaining blood threads were severely injured and torn apart by the power of the ghost head. They turned into residual blood and flowed out of the ghost head again, and then dripped down the damaged head, neck and robe of the paper man Zhang.

At this time, the paper man looks like a ghost, very scary.

The expression on his face was stiff, and his facial features were stretched and deformed by the expansion of his head, making him appear extremely stiff.

His hair was scratched to pieces by the door god, countless black holes appeared on his face, his deformed pupils were wide open, and his lips had a strange smile.

And inside these cracked heads, there was a bright fire, a heavy black shadow of a ghost's head was like ink that was too thick to be melted, and another line of sight was staring at Zhao Fusheng eerily through his deformed eyes.

The cuffs of the paper man opened without wind, and the cold laughter of 'hehehahaha' kept coming from the cuffs, and he seemed to be ready to make a move.

Zhao Fusheng's heartstrings tightened instantly, but she didn't show any clues and looked at the paper figure with a smile:
"Want to fight me?"

She endured the severe pain of her body bones being torn away from the devil's hug, and lay on the ghost mother's back, looking at the paper man Zhang:
"My parents are disaster-level ghosts. They have been completely controlled by me. They are carrying me on their backs right now. You can't hit me."

After she finished speaking, she laughed again and raised her eyebrows:
"The Fourth Madame Zhuang is also a disaster-level one, and she is obsessed with finding her daughter."

‘Crack! ’

The sound of bones breaking sounded little by little. Zhao Fusheng's back was soaked with cold sweat, but his face remained as usual and he said with a smile:
"Your means are indeed extraordinary, and you also have something, ghost nails, ghost door panels-"

To suppress the headless ghost's ghost coffin, he got a small part of its accessories.

When Zhao Fusheng said this, his eyes fell on the paper man Zhang's head:
"Ghost lamp - how long can the ghost lamp oil on your body burn? You have been dormant in Kuai Liang Village for seven or eight days. If you have to confront the ghost village and the fourth lady of Zhuang, how long can you sustain it no matter how many ghost lamps you have? ?”

"Two disaster-level ghosts from both sides are besieging you. When the fire goes out, you will die here. What are you going to do with me?"

After saying that, Zhao Fusheng endured the severe pain and raised his hand.

A pitch-black iron nail was held in her palm, and she deliberately held it up to the paper man:

"This dangerous thing is no longer yours."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the ghost blood of Lady Zhuang Si, who had been bitten by the ghost head hidden in the paper figurines and was broken into pieces, quickly dispersed and disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, the sound of gurgling water suddenly leaked out from the wellhead in the ancestral hall.

Suddenly, large streams of bright red blood gush out from the edge of the wellhead.

Under the light of the ghost lamp on the paper man Zhang, strange red flowers bloomed in the pool of blood.

The ghost villagers headed by Uncle Kuai Liu who were standing outside with bronze lanterns suddenly appeared from among the ghost flowers and began to pull the paper man Zhang's body, trying to pull him into the sea of ​​flowers.

The entire ancestral hall seemed to be shaken heavily, and then Zhao Fusheng's eyes blurred.

In a trance, it was as if the house had been changed, and the shabby courtyard of the Kuaiwu family was replaced by the inner courtyard of the ancestral hall. The two environments overlapped, and countless indifferent villagers of Kuailiang Village were grabbing paper figurines, as if time had been reset to the village again. On the night of the lynching at Bank of China - I wanted to tie him up and stuff him into a pig cage!

At the same time, the two door gods were frightened by the mysterious power and stepped forward again. The ghost father and ghost mother stretched out their arms at the same time, grabbed the left and right arms of the paper man again, and tore him hard, trying to split him in two and seal him into the ghost door panel. middle.

This scene happened extremely quickly.

But Paper Man Zhang's response was also very quick.

As his body was surrounded by ghost villagers, he saw the scene change before his eyes. Suddenly there was a fire on his head, and blue flames came out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Those flames seemed to have a natural ability to restrain the ghosts. strength.

Uncle Kuai Liu and others who were originally pulling him were burned by the flames and quickly withdrew their hands.

The light blue ghost flames were like running water, flowing down his chin, chest and shoulders smoothly and smoothly, covering all parts of his body in an instant.

The illusion was suddenly broken!
The ghost flowers were burned and annihilated, and the farmyard disappeared. The ghosts holding the paper figures instantly turned into black smoke, and were scattered in the blue flames along with the courtyard of the Kuai Wu family.

The fire burned brighter and louder. The paper man Zhang turned his head, and the ghost inside took a deep look at Zhao Fusheng. Then he spread his arms, and a pair of snow-white jade hands appeared from the cuffs again, and he patted and grabbed them. His Zhao couple.

Zhao and his wife were slapped by him and immediately let go.

Where he slapped him, Ergui's arm instantly left light black burn marks and emitted a stench.

The two ghosts stood frozen in place again.

Zhao Fusheng looked calm, but his heartbeat suddenly soared. He was thinking about Zhang's escape strategy if the paper mannequin Zhang wanted to fight him desperately——

At this moment, the paper man Zhang sneered sinisterly:

"Hehehe——"

Amidst the laughter, the fire in his head burned bigger and bigger, and the flames burned the weird head made of his skin.

Among the countless holes illuminated by fire, the face hidden under his face was looming.

It was a face of intertwined green and white, with narrow cheeks that could be vaguely seen, and a long black shadow running diagonally from his forehead through the center of his eyebrows and across the bridge of his nose.

Just one look at it makes people feel suffocated.

Zhao Fusheng was so shocked that he did not dare to look directly and turned his head instinctively.

While she closed her eyes, the old voice of the paper man Zhang sounded:

"Lands and rivers meet each other. I had only one thought at first, but I didn't expect to raise a fierce tiger."

As he spoke, his large robe was suddenly filled with wind, and his body was instantly pulled out of the well mouth. Just like when he was in Zhang's Mansion in Wan'an County, his whole body transformed into a strange lamp. The huge sky lantern slowly floated into the sky.

"I want to see how you suppress this female ghost and leave here alive if I leave this ghost realm!"

This person turned out to be very decisive.

After he realized that the situation was out of control, in order to avoid being trapped by the two ghosts, he even didn't want the ghost nails that fell into Zhao Fusheng's hands, and he was able to escape immediately without stopping at all.

The paper man flew into the air, and the mouth of the well was instantly empty.

The big stone in Zhao Fusheng's throat fell instantly.

Her heart relaxed, and she looked at the paper mannequin that had already flown many feet into the air with a smile:
"Alas, don't leave!"

The more she shouted, the faster the paper figures flew.

He stared at her coldly from a high position, his head was in pieces, his broad black robe was swinging in the night wind, and his feet wearing black shoes were dangling in the air.

Zhao Fusheng raised his head and shouted at him:

"Let's talk again. Why don't we turn enemies into friends and each of us take a step back? I had no choice but to burn you when I burned you. You have to understand and be generous -"

"How about joining our Demon-Suppressing Division? Let's work together to clean up the aftermath——"

"..."

The paper man sneered and flew higher and higher. His figure instantly disappeared into the air and turned into a star, leaving the ghost realm.

As soon as he left, Zhao Fusheng's expression suddenly darkened.

In the Consciousness Sea, the Conferred God List reminds you again: You have been carried by the Door God. Do you want to spend 400 merit points to break free?
Yes!
Zhao Fusheng made a choice immediately.

The merit points were deducted, and the connection between Gui Menpan and Zhao Fusheng was severed again. She fell to the ground, summoned the Gods List, and invited the two gods back to their thrones.

The two ghosts reluctantly left and returned to their positions.

Zhao Fusheng's bones were all broken in pieces, and severe pain came from every part of her body, but this was not the time for her to examine the wounds.

She endured the pain, crawled back to the well, lowered her head and looked into the well.

The ghost flowers on the ground were forced back by the ghost lantern that was burning when the paper man Zhang left. The remaining ghost lantern breath could temporarily frighten the ghosts.

The Fourth Lady of Kezhuang and the villagers of Kuailiang Village are not ordinary ghosts.

This residual aura can't suppress these evil ghosts for long.

There are not many opportunities left for her.

Zhao Fusheng lowered his head and looked into the well. The water in the well was rippling, but nothing strange could be seen.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? Kuai Manzhou was not actually hidden in the well?

As time went by, she almost revealed most of her trump cards, and Zhao Fusheng gradually lost his composure.

Just as she was feeling disappointed, something strange happened again.