I become a god in another world

Chapter 20
Chapter 20
I don’t know how much time passed, but Fan Bisheng’s shout suddenly came from outside, breaking Zhao Fusheng’s meditation:
"Fu Sheng, Fu Sheng?"

"coming."

Zhao Fusheng paused for a moment, then responded and walked out of the side room on the left.

Fan Bisheng heard her reply from the side, and saw her walking out of the room where files and files were kept. He was stunned for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth twitched, with a look of surprise in his eyes:

"You are so brave that you are not afraid."

There had been a death in that wing. Even though it had been a few months, there were still traces of the person before he was killed by the ghost. No one had cleaned up the blood marks or scratches.

Most people would despise a place with dead people as being unlucky, but she was so bold that she really dared to get in there.

When Fan Bisheng showed her the way, he thought she would be silenced as soon as she opened the door, but she was quite courageous and seemed to have spent a lot of time in this wing.

"Am I not the most feared person today?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and replied.

The evil ghost that caused the Demon Suppression Division's ghost disaster was in her body. The place where she was was the most dangerous. Compared with her, what other places were so scary?

Her performance made Fan Bisei speechless for a moment. Finally, he looked at Fan Wujiu and said:
"Lao Zhang's coffin is ready. When do you want to bury your parents?"

Zhao Fusheng calmed down and responded:
"The sooner the better. I'm always worried that something will change if it's too late and there will be another ghost case."

"How can it be so easy to raise an awakened ghost? In this world, human life is like nothing. Countless people die unjustly and violently, and even more people die at the hands of evil spirits. If everyone becomes a ghost, this The world has long since become a hell on earth, how can any living person have a chance to survive?”

Fan Bisheng disagreed:
"What's more, although people have spirits, they become chaotic souls after death. They can't even be called souls, let alone ghosts."

"Anyway, I still want to bury my parents as soon as possible, and then think about the next step. This burial place..." Zhao Fusheng shook his head, still insisting on burying his parents as soon as possible.

The Fan brothers couldn't defeat her, so Fan Wujiu said:

"Nowadays, Wan'an County is vast and sparsely populated. As long as you don't seek geomantic treasures, it's not easy to find vacant land without an owner?"

"That's good." Zhao Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then said:

"I don't ask for a feng shui treasure, but I can't lack the things that should be included in a funeral, including two sets of incense candles, paper money, and paper houses..."

"But..." Fan Bisheng was about to speak, but Zhao Fusheng interrupted him:

"The credit is first. If the owner of the incense paper money shop is not willing, I will tell him."

"..."

Fan Bi was speechless.

With the coffin shop's experience, the owner of the incense and paper money shop may not dare to say not to "credit".

Zhao Fu's personality changed a lot after he came back from the dead, and Fan Bisheng felt vaguely the pressure.

At this moment, he finally realized that the girl in front of him was completely different from the Zhao Fusheng who was at his mercy in the past. While the calculations of his two brothers had brought disaster to her, it might also have brought an opportunity to change her life.

"He should be very willing -" Fan Bi died.

After speaking, he suddenly whispered:
"Fusheng, our brothers were indeed unkind before, but there is nothing we can do about it. After your parents' funeral is completed, you should consider what I said before."

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything, and Fan Bisheng winked at Fan Wujiu. He left the Demon Suppressing Office and went to the incense and paper money shop.

Worried about the ghosts of the Zhao family and his wife resurrecting, Zhao Fusheng did not dare to leave the corpses in the government office for any longer.

By the afternoon, the Fan brothers had taken care of all the chores and invited a few skinny men back to the Yamen from nowhere.

These people were holding poles and ropes, with awe and anxiety in their eyes. They stared at Zhao Fusheng uneasily. Once they met her eyes, they trembled non-stop and looked away hurriedly as if they had seen a ghost.

"Put the body in the coffin, be careful, and carry it out of the city first."

Fan Bisheng ordered, and the others agreed one after another.

The Zhao couple died of a ghost disaster, and their death must have been extremely tragic. These corpse bearers usually dealt with corpses, so they were not too afraid of this.

Several people stood at the head, feet and sides of the corpse. Some people lifted the legs and some held the hands. They all shouted:
"rise--"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Wujiu frowned and shouted:

"Only carry the body, don't take the door panel with you."

The door panels were only used for temporary morgues. How could they be taken together and put into the coffin?
When he shouted like this, the others immediately panicked.

"what?"

"what happened?"

"Who grabbed the door panel?"

"No."

Everyone said something to each other and put the body back in its place.

The door panel with the corpse fell back onto the bench where the body was placed, making a heavy clang sound.

"Maybe it's because the blood dries up after death and sticks to the door panel of the morgue." Fan Bisheng's cheek muscles twitched and he ordered: "Do it again."

The others quickly agreed and went to grab the body again.

Even just in case, the other two people held down the door panel to prevent the body from sticking to the door panel.

"Again—"

Everyone tried their best at the same time, but something strange happened.

After two people held down the door panel, the remaining four people could not lift the body no matter how hard they held it.

"This - this - so, so evil."

For one night, the body seemed to be firmly glued to the door panel. With the combined efforts of six people, it was impossible to separate the door panel from the body.

"I, I..."

Some people began to retreat, but the Fan brothers' faces were serious and Zhao Fusheng's expression was gloomy. Those who wanted to retreat did not dare to speak out what was in their hearts.

"Try again." Zhao Fusheng was extremely uneasy and said again.

She felt her heart begin to beat crazily. Because of her nervousness, she couldn't help but clench her cold palms hard, forcing herself to calm down.

"it is good……"

Everyone's voices sounded like they were about to cry, and several people shrank forward, but this time the six people tried their best, but still could not separate the door panel from the body alone.

"Brother Fan, please help me."

Zhao Fusheng's voice was a little dry and he gave an order. "I——" Fan Wujiu also started to tremble, and when he was about to shake his head and refuse, Zhao Fusheng said:
"Brother Fan said that it is not possible for evil ghosts to revive so easily, not to mention that ghosts have their own special 'domain'. It is impossible for two ghosts to live in the same place. If two ghosts really appear, they will definitely 'collide' with each other, which may lead to The two ghosts form a unique restriction, don’t you think?”

"..."

Fan Bisheng was speechless and couldn't even speak.

These words were spoken by himself, and he could not deny them.

"Logically speaking, this is indeed the case, but..."

"No but, try again."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted him and motioned for his brothers to help too.

"There can be no buts." After saying that, he added:
"Don't worry, I'm here."

She is not very reliable, but as a person who controls ghosts, the ghosts in her body are ghosts that have been revived long ago, and are not comparable to the newly born ghosts.

Fan Bisheng felt slightly relieved when he thought of this.

Logically speaking, it is indeed impossible for two ghosts to form in a realm. This was a strange thing that had never been heard of in the Han Dynasty.

But the corpses of the Zhao couple are strangely connected to the door panel, inseparable, and indeed very bizarre.

Fan Bisheng was scared, but Zhao Fusheng stared at him coldly, wondering if it was because she had controlled the ghost. When she saw him, Fan Bisheng felt terrified.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence -" He encouraged himself, and finally felt cruel:
"Okay, I'll try."

He called his younger brother to come forward together. The two brothers stood on the left and right sides of the corpse, and each reached out and grabbed one of the legs of the corpse.

It may be that the previous strange incident has brought a psychological shadow to Fan Bisheng. When his hands touched the ankles of the corpse through the shroud, the first feeling he felt was that it was cold and heavy.

The cold air climbed up his spine, causing goosebumps all over his body.

A kind of gloomy malice flowed into his body along the corpse, as if it sucked away most of the heat in his body in an instant.

"what!"

Even though Fan Bisheng had a calmer temperament than his younger brother, he was still frightened by this feeling.

He loosened his hand and gasped. Before he could speak, others suddenly let out a strange cry:

"what!!!"

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

One person shouted in shock and backed away.

The others followed his gaze and screamed in horror.

Zhao Fusheng's heart sank, and he pushed the frightened man to the ground with all his strength:
"I want to see where the ghost is!"

She stood forward and looked towards the morgue.

The door panel was seen falling back onto the bench with the body, and other people around him were already avoiding the body.

On the shroud stained with dark brown blood, a large amount of blood seeped out from the head, face, and chest, overlapping the areas where the blood had dried on the shroud.

Under Zhao Fusheng's gaze, the blood seeped little by little along the blood stains on the shroud, as if to refill and color these stains.

The Zhao couple had already been dead for a long time, and their bodies had been lying there all night. This situation was indeed strange.

With the super feeling of controlling ghosts, the hair on Zhao Fusheng's body stood on end.

She was born in a peaceful era and had never really seen a ghost in her life. When she saw such a scene, her mind went blank and she froze on the spot.

Several people around were trembling with fear and screaming.

After a moment, Zhao Fusheng bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pain brought her back to her senses, allowing her to find her voice.

"I am here--"

Her scalp was still numb as she spoke, and the terrible shock caused by seeing something strange for the first time made her body a little uncontrollable.

But her rationality revived and she gradually suppressed her fear.

The evil ghost is about to resurrect in front of her. If she doesn't deal with it as soon as possible, the Demon Suppression Division will most likely face ghost trouble again.

"The biggest ghost is me. I don't believe there are other ghosts in the Demon Suppression Division who are scarier than me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she mustered up the courage to step forward, squeezed away the frightened Fan Wujiu, and grabbed one leg of the corpse.

The moment Zhao Fusheng touched the corpse, the already dead body shook.

"what!!!"

This change did not escape the eyes of others, and everyone retreated again in horror.

I don't know when it got up, but the sky outside was already cloudy, and the inside of the Demon Suppression Department was filled with a vague gray air.

These gray fogs blocked the light and limited their vision. The Fan brothers looked at each other with mournful faces, and one word came to their minds: ghost land.

The corpse that had just died had just revived and formed a ghost realm.

The Zhao couple are extremely evil!

Zhao Fusheng didn't pay attention to the changes around her. The moment she grabbed the corpse, she felt a strong sense of confrontation coming from the corpse.

The residual thoughts such as coldness, malice, and resentment were transmitted into her palm through the corpse, and were sensed by her body.

Under the shroud, the dead man opened his eyes and stared at her coldly.

The resurrected ghost had not yet made any move. The next moment, the silent ghost was awakened.

A black shadow jumped out from under her feet and turned into a cold ghost.

The evil ghost stood up, followed her calves, clung to her waist and back, and lay on her shoulders.

Li Gui sticks closely to her.

"Evil-level ghosts are activated, blessings and lives are sought, and the deal is concluded."

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the prompt of the Conferred God List sounded:
"Using the power of the evil ghost, one-third of the vitality will be lost."

At the same time, the power of the evil ghost penetrated Zhao Fusheng's whole body. Her body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, but at the same time she had the ability to compete with the evil ghost.

(End of this chapter)