I become a god in another world

Chapter 224 Recalling the past
Chapter 224

"That's nothing strange."

Old man Zhang was slapped by the guard, and he didn't take it seriously.

But he is a person who knows how to bully good and fear evil. He knows very well who can and cannot be provoked.

"It is not an easy task to invite the county master to come to the countryside. We have had rules since ancient times. If you want to invite the master to handle a case, you must first pay a 'sincerity gold', which is a full ten taels of silver. The villagers have to chip in."

Zhao Fusheng didn't know this rule.

But she was not surprised when she heard this.

In fact, the risks involved in handling cases in the Demon Suppressing Division are extremely high, and the chance of the death of the commander is also very alarming. The commander who controls the ghost is also a "consumable". It only has a little more chance of saving life than the ordinary commander, but compared with the ghost commander No one you deal with will end well, and sooner or later you will inevitably die.

If it weren't for the imperial court's regulations that the local Demon Suppression Department must handle more than three cases every year, I'm afraid that none of the Ghost Taming Orders in the Demon Suppression Department would be willing to take the initiative to handle ghost cases - of course she is a special case.

Under such rules, the number of cases handled by the commander is stuck at three times a year.

However, this does not mean that ghost cases only occur three times a year in the states, counties, counties, towns and townships under the jurisdiction of the Demon Suppression Division. When there are many cases and the number of the Division is limited, the case will be handled according to the mood of the Division.

Therefore, if the villagers want to ask the Ghost Control Commander to come to save their lives, they may have to pool their money to hire someone.

The commander chose among these requests as he pleased.

In fact, after hearing this, Zhao Fusheng already understood the twist.

Old man Zhang and others thought that ten ounces of money was a sky-high amount, but in fact, the money was only for poor people to scrape together. For Xie Jingsheng, the magistrate of Wan'an County at the time, this small amount of money might not be enough for him to have a glass of wine.

For Ghost Controllers, especially those with a well-established background and family background like Xie Jingsheng, the wealth among the people has long been worth mentioning.

Comparing the two, the poor are as poor as skin and bones, and the rich are as rich as oil, forming a sharp contrast.

When Xie Jingsheng chose Fengmen Village to handle the ghost case, it was not for money. Maybe it was because he really wanted to handle the ghost case, or maybe it was the luck of Fengmen Village.

But even if he did not intend to extort money and exploit him, the people below him would take the opportunity to exploit the villagers in order to please him. Maybe half of the money would go into the pockets of the village gentlemen.

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he frowned and felt a bit of disgust uncontrollably in his heart.

"Sir, when you come here this time, won't you also have to chip in money?!"

Old man Zhang was talking about the past and suddenly thought of this time.

He glanced at Guo Wei bitterly - previously he had pity for this boy who lost his father, wife and children overnight. Now when he thought about Guo Wei being implicated, he was afraid that his family would have to pay innocent money again, and his heart began to bleed with hatred. , I feel that this boy is a lone evil star who suppresses his father, wife and children.

"What bad luck!"

He cursed.

Zhao Fusheng looked at him coldly:
"Continue to talk about the ghost case 43 years ago. What are you talking about? Do I need you to collect money?"

"Yes, yes, of course my lord is rich."

When Old Man Zhang was scolded by her, he was not only not angry, but also very happy and nodded hurriedly:

"I said the wrong thing."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng's serious expression, Wu Shaochun shouted quickly:

"You just talk about ghost cases. Why are you talking about such unimportant nonsense?"

"Why is it such irrelevant nonsense? I donated fifteen cents back then -" Even though decades have passed, old man Zhang is still angry and anxious when he thinks of the scene at that time, and his lips tremble with distress.

43 years ago, the actual number of villagers in Fengmen Village was about 1124, but according to the household registration records many years ago, there were people.

At that time, a ghost case occurred in the village, which caused panic. It was also related to the disappearance of the village chief's relatives. After the village's 'discussion', it was decided to report it to the Demon Suppression Division.

But according to the rules at the time, if you wanted to invite an adult from the Demon Suppression Division to handle a case, you had to pay a "tea fee" first, and the higher bidder would be the one who would be more likely to impress the higher-ups.

Later, the village decided to hand over 10 taels of silver.

According to the market price, one tael of silver can be exchanged for one tael of silver, which is one thousand coins. However, the actual value of silver is far greater than that of copper coins. If you want to exchange copper coins for silver, you need 1200 coins to exchange for one tael of silver.

So in the end, the villagers pooled together a total of 12 taels of silver and distributed it to everyone in the village. Old man Zhang paid a large sum of money - almost the amount of money he saved after breaking his belt.

Lin Laoba and others could not sit still. After hearing what Old Man Zhang said, they were also worried that Zhao Fusheng would go to Fengmen Village to collect money this time.

For a moment, everyone hated Guo Wei and the dead Li Dachengzi, and looked at Guo Wei's expression with unkindness.

Zhao Fusheng looked at everyone's eyes, shook his head, and tapped his fingers on the table twice:
"Let's talk about the ghost case."

"Yes."

Seeing that her face was not pretty, Old Man Zhang was afraid that she would be angry, so he quickly calmed down and said:
"I remember very clearly that after the case was reported, it took several days before anyone came from the county, and several families in the middle village were missing."

At this time, there were rumors of haunting in the village, and some people began to think about escaping from Fengmen Village, thinking that the feng shui of this place was not good.

After the people from the Demon Suppressing Division arrived, it was quite lively for two days.

Chickens and pigs were killed in the village to entertain the guests. On the third day, Qiao Daniu from the village came to the village chief's house to report that something was wrong with his daughter.

The following events were recorded in the file, and Zhao Fusheng knew that everyone in the Qiao family died in this ghostly disaster.

However, the file only contains a few cold lines after all, but Old Man Zhang was a witness to the ghost disaster back then.

From the fact that he could tell that the red shoes worn by those who died at the hands of the evil spirits were on their left feet, Zhao Fusheng concluded that he was probably at the scene.

"Were you there to watch the fun?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes."

Old Man Zhang nodded.

He has a strange love in his life, that is, he loves to join in the fun, and he will go wherever there is fun.

"Look, sir, when I was young, there was a fight in the town. I went over to watch, and they beat me with stones." He climbed up and pointed out an invisible mark on his forehead to Zhao Fusheng. :

"I'll watch any house that's busy."

At that time, Demon Suppressor Xie Jingsheng and his party were staying at the village chief's house, and the village chief was killing chickens and cooking meat every day to entertain them. Old man Zhang didn't want to miss this kind of liveliness and always wanted to go see it.

When Qi Daniu reported the crime, he hid in the corner of the door and listened. When he saw the Demon Suppressor going out, he hesitated but followed him.

Having said this, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard:

"Oh, it's true that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit."

There was a ghost in the village at that time, and he might lose his life if he went to see such excitement. He knew the danger, but he still couldn't change his temper. He hesitated and followed.

Sure enough, he witnessed the death of the Qi family and several envoys.

"When Qi Daniu's wife had an accident, she was so scary. She stepped on the ground with one foot, but the other foot was arched up. She had a big red shoe on her foot. The shoe was a bit small. The woman's feet were too big. I know how to put it on, but my foot was bent like a pig's trotter."

He shuddered: "The blood was flowing down the soles of her feet, and it was everywhere."

"She didn't speak either. She looked very nervous. After a while, her whole body began to wither even to the bones. She started to wilt from her face, like a wilted melon. After a while, she became... It was so dark and turned into ashes when it fell to the ground, it was so scary, so scary.”

At this time, the sky outside had not changed. Although torches were lit in Zhang's house and many villagers gathered around him, the mention of this ghost case 43 years ago, coupled with Old Man Zhang's trembling tone and frightened expression, still made Cao Dazong and Lin Laoba and others had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Then the Qi family died one by one, including an adult."

Later, Xie Jingsheng and his party withdrew from the Qi family and burned down the Qi family house.

But the ghost cases didn't stop there.

The evil ghost is still there, and the Qi family's experience is neither the beginning nor the end.

Within a few days, the evil spirits massacred several more families. At this time, Xie Jingsheng finally couldn't sit still anymore and decided to ask the ghosts to leave.

"I began to think that the big shot invited by the county was just bragging, but I didn't know that the big shot was really capable. He said he wanted to hold a funeral for the ghost and asked the villagers to cooperate."

Zhao Fusheng heard this and asked:

"What kind of cooperation method?"

Old man Zhang scratched his head:

"The gentleman named Xie said that since it is a funeral, it is necessary to hire someone to prepare a coffin, tie up paper people, buy paper money, incense and candles, etc. At the same time, someone must be hired to play the suona, and a funeral procession must be prepared."

Naturally, there are all kinds of people wearing hemp, mourning mourning spirit and carrying spirit tablets.

The Demon Suppressing Division did not have enough manpower at the time, and the remaining people needed were selected from the villagers.

The villagers didn't know what was going on. They only knew that the Demon Suppressor was going to handle the case, and they would be paid three dollars afterwards, so they all hurriedly signed up.

"I was also chosen to carry the coffin at that time. The village chief said that Mr. Xie said that this matter was very important and asked me to do it well. He gave me a full five cents as a reward!"

Old man Zhang was a little excited when he said this.

But Zhao Fusheng's eyes gradually changed.

With her keenness, she naturally realized that the five cents were not given in vain.

People involved in ghost cases will not end well, and will most likely die from ghost disasters. The five coins collected by Old Man Zhang are probably the money to buy his life.

He didn't realize this at the time and thought he had taken a huge advantage.

When she thought of this, she felt that it was both ridiculous and ridiculous. This old man was so tough that he managed to escape by accident.

"When we went to the village chief's house, the coffin was empty. Liu San and I, who were carrying the coffin, were very happy."

It’s so easy to make money!
Old man Zhang said happily:

"How heavy can an empty coffin be? We each get five cents. Isn't this what we earn in vain?"

Moreover, there is something strange about this funeral, which is both scary and scary, but also mixed with a sense of absurdity.

There was not a single dead person present at that time, but all living people. However, people all over the village wanted to put on a show and organize a funeral without dead people.

It's just that because of the presence of the big shot from the Demon Suppression Division who was hired with a lot of money, everyone didn't dare to laugh at it, but they all thought it was ridiculous. These adults had money and nowhere to use it.

The villagers were talking privately that these big shots were probably spending money to have fun.

At this time, Old Man Zhang did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

Until Xie Jingsheng ordered Li Neng to hold three sticks of incense, and everyone was in their positions - the old man Zhang who was carrying the coffin also supported the wooden beam on one side of the coffin.

Then the suona sounded, which was a command.

Something strange happened at this time.

At the moment when the sorrow and joy resounded, the three incense sticks in Li Neng's hand spontaneously ignited without fire, and white smoke erupted.

Then his face lost all color in an instant.

"Sir, I, I saw with my own eyes that the commander who was walking in front of the coffin had changed. He, he was originally wearing a pair of blue cloth shoes with white socks -"

Old Man Zhang's few teeth hit his gums, making a rattling sound:
"But after the cigarette was lit, his shoes began to tighten and push inward, like a small hoop, tightly encircling his feet."

In his desperation, he couldn't explain clearly, so he could only make gestures:

"The shoe did not break even with the cloth in this way. Instead, the bones were broken, the flesh was torn, and blood flowed out, immediately staining his socks red."

This is not the scariest thing. "The scariest thing is that the pair of green cloth shoes on his feet were replaced by a pair of red shoes at some point. It scared me to death!"

The moment he saw the red shoes, the young old man Zhang knew something was wrong.

"This is a ghost."

He was so frightened that he wanted to run away.

Everyone witnessed this horrifying scene. Everyone wanted to run away, but at the moment when Old Man Zhang wanted to throw off the burden on his shoulders——

"The demon-possessed Mr. Li who was standing in front of the coffin has disappeared."

Old man Zhang's face was very ugly:

"And, as for me, the coffin we were carrying suddenly became very heavy, as if there was a big stone inside the coffin."

Judging from his tone, expression and the unconcealed fear in his eyes, Zhao Fusheng guessed one thing:

"The ghost is in the coffin."

"Correct."

He swallowed and nodded:
"I felt something bad at the time. When I looked up, I saw smoke coming out from around the coffin lid. The coffin I was carrying was not only heavy, it was also very cold at the same time. It didn't feel like wood when I held it in my hand. It’s like catching an ice pimple.”

"Then, why don't you run?" Lin Laoba asked fearfully.

Horrible ghost cases, villagers dying one after another, and an incredibly bizarre funeral in which an adult from the county was mysteriously possessed by a ghost and died.

A ghost suddenly lay in the empty coffin - this was a funeral for ghosts.

Even if the villagers have never experienced such a ghost case, they still feel numb and have goosebumps when they hear Old Man Zhang mention this old horror.

"Can't run away."

Old man Zhang shook his head:
"You think I don't want to run? The coffin seems to be glued to my shoulders."

Zhao Fusheng thoughtfully said:
"It seems that you are trapped in Xie Jingsheng's laws."

Xie Jingsheng, who handled the Red Shoes Ghost Case back then, was also a ghost controller. He controlled the power of ghosts and used the laws of ghosts.

Since it is a 'ghost funeral', everyone will be trapped in this 'ghost funeral' after the funeral begins. The participants will not be able to escape until the 'ghost funeral' is completed.