I become a god in another world

Chapter 244: Peeling off the cocoon
Chapter 244

After hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Xu Yachen and others all turned to look at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

With just a few conversations with the boy, Zhao Fusheng determined that the disappearance of the Hongquan Theater Troupe had nothing to do with the Xu family, but had another reason.

——From the meaning revealed in her words, it seems that the strange old man in black that the gatekeeper saw while half asleep on the third day of October was the main reason related to the disappearance of the Hongquan Theater Troupe.

Xu Yachen was both happy and a little confused in her heart, and this doubt was also mixed with a bit of fear:
"My lord, your lord is really wise."

While the old gentleman was stunned, Zhao Fusheng had already taken a few steps forward and entered the garden.

At this time, a group of people gathered between the two of them, and they kept some distance apart.

For some reason, Xu Yachen felt that his garden, which he should be familiar with, was now indescribably eerie.

He quickly jogged for a few steps and followed Zhao Fusheng step by step. He first praised him a few times, and then asked about the doubts in his heart:
"I just heard what you said, the disappearance of the Hongquan Troupe is related to the strange old man this bitch saw on the third day of October -"

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"Probably."

"But, the time is wrong."

Xu Yachen struck with both palms and murmured:

"The members of the Hongquan Theater Company came here in the second year of junior high school and just settled in in the third year of junior high school. No one was missing that day. I and my family can all testify..."

After speaking, he looked at Huang Si.

Huang Si also nodded quickly:
"After the third grade of junior high school, my family has been delivering meals three times a day without interruption. How is this possible?"

After speaking, he looked at the servant who delivered the meal.

These handymen originally thought that the main responsibility for the problem should be on the servants guarding the door, but they did not expect that the disaster would befall them in the blink of an eye. They could not help but turn pale with fright and cried out:

"Your Excellency, you are aware that it really has nothing to do with us. We are given three meals a day, and we watch the troupe accept them."

Zhao Fusheng smiled:

"Don't be impatient yet."

The paper man Zhang has extraordinary methods, and she still hasn't found out the details of this man.

Zhao Fusheng had dealt with him several times, and what he knew about him was that he killed people like crazy, skinned people to make lamps, and the ghost lamps he made had miraculous effects in avoiding ghosts. The main material used to make ghost lamps was very dangerous, so The Zhang family searched everywhere for things related to Li Gui.

In addition, the paper man Zhang's body seems to be able to turn into a ghost lantern, which can temporarily resist evil spirits above the disaster level.

There's something weird in his head.

Once he encounters a big and powerful ghost, he can light his body into a 'human ghost lamp' to force the ghost back.

In Zhao Fusheng's opinion, the paper man Zhang is more like a layer of human skin on the outside.

When the 'Human Ghost Lantern' was turned on, there was a very terrifying head hidden under his layer of human skin - that head could eat evil spirits.

That day in Kuai Liang Village, the Fourth Lady of Li Guizhuang, a disaster-level village, was also given some power by him, and was extremely frightening.

And these are most likely just some of Paper Man Zhang's methods.

This person's power is treacherous and unpredictable, and he only appears around people and things related to cases related to the resurgence of evil ghosts, which makes Zhao Fusheng very annoying.

She pursed her lips, suppressing the looming annoyance and murderous intention in her heart, and looked at the servant delivering the meal with a smile:
"You said you delivered meals three times a day? Have you ever dealt with them when delivering meals?"

"Yes." There were five people delivering the food. When they heard Zhao Fusheng's question, they all suppressed their fear and nodded:

"I watched them eat it with my own eyes, and sometimes I even said a few words."

Not only did they deliver meals, but the troupe also played, played, sang and practiced martial arts after they had had enough wine and food. This was witnessed by all the Xu family and it was impossible for everyone to lie.

Zhao Fusheng said:
"After the troupe disappeared, there was a strange smell in the garden, which seemed like spoiled food?"

"Yes--"

The Xu family nodded hesitantly.

Zhao Fusheng said no more and just strode towards the garden.

Everyone suppressed confusion and followed her.

Xu Yachen wiped away the feeling of old age, his legs and feet became extremely agile, and he followed Zhao Fusheng closely not far away - at this time, he felt that Changchun Garden was very scary at night.

The rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest is like crying. Only when you are by Zhao Fusheng's side can you feel some peace of mind.

The old gentleman made up his mind: after the Hongquan Opera Troupe case comes to light, he must immediately move to Wan'an County, and then live under Zhao Fusheng's wings, which will reassure him.

Compared with Xu Mansion, Changchun Garden only occupies a corner of the huge Xu family.

After entering the garden, Zhao Fusheng quickly entered several doors and entered the inner courtyard.

Entering the inner courtyard, she moved her nose, and sure enough, she soon smelled a strange sour smell coming from the courtyard.

Huang Si said that this was the smell of rancid food, which was true at all.

Food was scarce during this period.

Although the Xu family has money, they don't waste it like this.

Most of the food that the owner can't finish is given to his subordinates as a reward. Food cannot be spoiled like this - like the horrible smell of leftovers that have been piled up for a long time and fermented for a long time.

She already had the confidence in her heart and told the Xu family:

"Light all the lanterns under the eaves."

"Point, point, point!" Xu Yachen waved his hand and shouted at Huang Si:

"Do as the Lord says and light up the whole house."

"Light up! Light up!" Huang Siye shouted.

Servants, handymen, and even several of Xu Yachen's children and grandchildren also helped. In a short time, the entire Changchun Garden was lit up with lanterns, and the garden was illuminated like daylight, instantly driving away the previous eerie feeling.

Being in the firelight, Xu Yachen felt that the cold feeling on his body had faded a little.

He turned to look at Zhao Fusheng:

"grown ups--"

But Zhao Fusheng ignored him.

Her eyes first moved around the house.

Since the disappearance of the Hongquan Theater Troupe, Xu Yachen realized that there was something strange involved. After the Changchun Garden was closed, no one cleaned the garden again.

In just a few days, the courtyard was covered with fallen leaves.

Some were dropped by plants in the garden, and some were like bamboo leaves planted outside that drifted in and covered them with a thick layer.

When Xu Yachen saw Zhao Fusheng's eyes falling on these fallen leaves, his scalp suddenly went numb and he shouted:
"Someone, please clean up these leaves so that adults can investigate the case."

"Don't be impatient yet."

Zhao Fusheng stopped his movements and waved to the five handymen who were delivering meals one after another:
"Come here."

A few people didn't know what was going on, so they stepped forward anxiously, bowed and stood in front of Zhao Fusheng.

"You said that in addition to seeing the people from the Hongquan Opera Troupe eating the food when the food was delivered, there were also people who had conversations with the people from the theater troupe, right?"

Zhao Fusheng asked again.

She has asked this question repeatedly, and now she mentions it again, as if this question is very important...

The five servants did not dare to be careless and looked at each other——

Zhao Fusheng frowned and shouted:
"What are you looking at? Answer my question!"

Her status as a ghost controller was already terrifying, and now she was even more coercive after scolding her with a stern face.

Several people trembled and quickly agreed to Weary in unison: "Yes! Yes!"

"Who has spoken to them?"

Zhao Fusheng didn't care what these people were thinking and asked again.

"I-I talked to Leader Liu——"

Someone timidly took the lead.

"I also said -"

After someone spoke first, the other person quickly admitted it.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"Okay, you who have spoken come and stand at my right hand."

When she said this, four people stood over, and another person stood on the other side with a sad face, looking inexplicably uneasy, with regret on his face, as if he regretted not talking to these troupe members before, and was alone at this time. Standing aside felt a little scared.

"Do you still remember the scene when you were talking to the troupe?" Zhao Fusheng asked directly.

"Remember." The four of them nodded.

"What's the time and place to speak?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

After the four people answered this, they saw that she had a gentle look on her face and did not hurt anyone, so they gradually became more courageous:
"I remember too."

"Okay." Zhao Fusheng pointed at someone casually:
"Tell me first, when and where did you talk to the people from the Hongquan Troupe? What did you say?"

The person she pointed at said tremblingly:
"I made a joke with Leader Liu on the second day of October -" He told about the conversation with Liu Chunquan and pointed out the place to Zhao Fusheng:
"I told him here, I was standing right here."

After finishing speaking, he added:
"Later, on the seventh day of October, it was my turn to be on duty, and I also spoke to Liu Fusheng from the troupe——"

He pointed out several times in succession and spoke to a total of five or six people in the troupe.

Sometimes the time is not quite accurate, but I still remember where the two sides stood and pointed them out one by one.

Some are in the garden and some are in the house.

Zhao Fusheng remembered what he said in his mind and said:

"In other words, the last person you spoke to was Liu Changping on the 14th."

"Yes."

The man clasped his hands together and twisted his fingers nervously, making a clicking sound, fearing that he would say the wrong thing and attract Zhao Fusheng's attention.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"You stand aside first."

"Yes -" He felt as if he was being pardoned and quickly moved to one side. Then Zhao Fusheng's eyes moved to another person. The person's lips that were visible to the naked eye began to tremble, but he still confessed honestly:

"I went to work for the first time on the sixth day of October—"

After that, the three people confessed in turn, telling them the people they met, the time and place.

Zhao Fusheng compared all the information in his mind.

She first ruled out the scene of chatting with Liu Chunquan on the second day of October that the first servant mentioned.

According to Menfang, the strange old man who was suspected to be a paper man Zhang appeared on the third day of the Lunar New Year, so it must have been at this time that the drama troupe got into trouble.

It should be Liu Chunquan who spoke to the servants of the Xu family on the second day of junior high school, so the suspicion must naturally be eliminated.

The troupe disappeared four days ago, that is, on the 14th, ending in the evening.

The closer to this time, the more useful the clues mentioned are when someone chats with the troupe members.

Zhao Fusheng is multitasking.

After the third person finished speaking, she didn't say much. She just raised her right hand and moved her fingers to signal the person to get out of the way.

The last person stepped forward, licked his dry and peeling lips, and like the previous ones, started to talk about his experience of dealing with the Hongquan Troupe for more than half a month.

"On the third day of October... I was the one who came to deliver food at noon on the 14th, and I happened to meet Changsheng."

When he said this, he subconsciously bared his lower teeth and bit the dead skin on his upper lip:

"It's Liu Changsheng, the errand boy in the theater troupe. I was joking with him and asked him to meet Miss Huang Yu for me -"

When the boy said this, Huang Si suddenly became anxious:

"You audacious dog slave, your uncle is really an ancestral toad who wants to eat swan meat-"

"..."

The boy was scolded in public, and his face turned red with shame, but he did not dare to retort, so he had no choice but to let Huang Si scold him while quietly arguing:

"Fourth Master, I, I'm just a poor talker. How dare I really miss Little Bailing."

"Okay, don't interrupt yet."

Zhao Fusheng stopped Huang Si from yelling and scolding. When Huang Si saw her talking, he immediately shut up.

The boy's originally shy and uneasy face suddenly showed a look of joy.

She added maliciously:
"We need to teach him a lesson until the case is settled later."

Huang Si, who had been quiet at first, suddenly became excited when he heard what she said:

"Don't worry, sir. This kid doesn't know the heights of the world, and he still misses Little Bailing. I'll treat him to a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots, and I'll break the hook for him! Don't let him dare to offend Little Bailing again."

"Fourth Master, please spare your life——"

When the boy heard this, his face turned pale and he quickly begged for mercy.

"..." When Zhang Chuanshi, who was originally looking depressed, heard this, he felt a trace of absurdity arose in his anxiety.

He secretly glanced at Zhao Fusheng and saw that her eyes were gentle and firm, her expression was calm, but there was a faint smile on her lips, as if she had a cunning after a successful prank.

For some reason, Zhao Fusheng felt so alive and vivid, which wiped away the gloomy and terrifying distorted impression left in Zhang Chuanshi's mind by the Ghost Controller, making him want to laugh involuntarily.

"My lord is too bad -"

He muttered quietly.

Zhao Fusheng heard this and gave him a warning look.

Zhang Chuanshi grinned, begging for mercy, and immediately lowered his head.

"Go on."

Zhao Fusheng suppressed the smile on his face, pretended to be stern again, and asked him again:

"You made a joke with Liu Changsheng, what did he say?"

The boy regretted what he said and caused a fuss. Then when Zhao Fusheng asked about it again, he said without thinking:

"Chang Sheng said, I'm afraid we won't have this chance."

After he finished speaking, he bit his tongue.

It would be a bit indecent to mention this topic at this time.

There are many servants in the Xu family. When young people meet, they make some dirty jokes that are not acceptable in public. We usually say these vulgar words without feeling embarrassed, but when they are discussed in public, they feel very embarrassed.

Especially Xu Yachen's eyes seemed to want to eat him alive.

However, Zhao Fusheng still clung to this issue. He regretted that he had not found a lie to fool people. It was already too late to lie to others at this time.

Mr. Zhao from the Demon Suppressing Division was young, but his majesty was very scary. Her eyes were particularly sharp. When she saw him, the young man felt that he could no longer hide all his thoughts, so he immediately confessed honestly:

"He said that Xiao Bailing was invited to sing for an official and will soon be traveling far away."