I become a god in another world

Chapter 267 Lifting the Barrier
Chapter 267

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Po Meng yawned:

"I'm old and can't stay up late. Now that you've returned safely, I'm going back to my room to rest."

She had experienced a drastic change today, and she was really tired now. After saying this, Zhao Fusheng nodded, and she walked slowly to her room.

As soon as she left, Fan Bisheng took Liu Yizhen back to his room, and the two brothers from Pang Zhixian County were summoned by Zhao Fusheng again.

Zhang Chuanshi, who stayed behind, glanced at Fan Wujiu next to him, and felt a sense of being left out and alone in his heart.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng dragging Kuai Manzhou away to the yamen of Zhenmo Si Mansion, he eagerly chased after him:
"Sir, what about me?"

"..."

Zhao Fusheng looked at him coldly, took a deep breath, and started scolding:

"Are you free? Why are you staying here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night? You usually cheat and play around when it's your job, and you have to be a follower when it's your time to rest."

"Big...gu." Fan Wujiu originally wanted to follow him, but when he saw Zhang Chuanshi being scolded, he was immediately frightened and did not dare to move forward, so he stopped talking and slipped back in time.

"I don't do any serious work every day, just like a street kid. If you are really so free, I will call you first next time for the ghost case."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished cursing, Zhang Chuanshi immediately pinched his shoulders and shrank his neck and head inwards.

The corner of his eye flickered around uneasily, but he saw the two magistrates Pang and Fan Wujiu looking at him with sympathetic expressions.

As he glanced around, except for Fan Wujiu, Pang Zhixian and Pang Qing avoided looking at each other, as if they did not dare to look at him.

For some reason, Zhang Chuanshi wanted to laugh when he saw this scene.

'Pfft. '

He actually smiled.

In fact, he has been under great pressure for the past two days.

After the news about the disappearance of the Hongquan Troupe spread, he felt that there was a slight gap between him and other people in the Demon Suppression Division.

Except for Fan Wujiu, everyone else looked at him with a hint of defensiveness - because of his relationship with the paper man Zhang in the past, especially after Zhao Fusheng held a meeting tonight, Zhang Chuanshi changed Feeling excluded by others.

Although Zhang Chuanshi was not the one who wanted to join the Demon Suppression Department at the beginning, and after he came in, he was not just a handful. Zhao Fusheng brought him along with him in several ghost cases.

Regardless of whether Zhang Chuanshi was willing to come in at first, but now that he has come in...

He stayed for half a year. From the reluctance and resentment at the beginning, he has gradually become accustomed to it.

Moreover, the Demon Suppression Division was not as bad as he imagined.

Whether it is the smiling tiger-like Fan Bisheng, the sullen little face Kuai Manzhou, or the enthusiastic and honest Wu Shaochun, they all have become increasingly familiar with Zhang Chuanshi.

Although Zhao Fusheng is strong and scolds him, she will really stand up when encountering a ghost case. Moreover, every time a ghost case occurs, he is not counted as a human life, but she will save him at critical moments.

There was also Pang Zhixian, who often came to visit, and everyone chatted together. It was strange that Zhang Chuanshi found a bit of 'home' in this place that he was very resistant to at first.

He doesn't want to be left out and excluded.

But faced with this implicit rejection and having nothing to do, he felt both angry and a little panicked.

Therefore, after Zhao Fusheng took Kuai Manzhou and Liu Yizhen to Confucius Temple, Zhang Chuanshi stayed behind for some unknown reason.

The people talking to him in the middle seemed too deliberate, which made him feel even more uncomfortable, so when he saw that Zhao Fusheng had arranged the whereabouts of others, but did not mention his name, Zhang Chuanshi couldn't help but speak.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng scolded them, and the barriers between them seemed to be erased in an instant.

It seemed that in Zhao Fusheng's heart, he didn't treat him any differently because of the incident with the Hongquan Opera Troupe.

She was still the same as before, not rejecting or guarding against him because of the paper.

Zhang Chuanshi suddenly remembered the conversation between the two on the carriage.

Zhao Fusheng had doubted the relationship between him and Paper Man Zhang, and even with her shrewdness, she might have guessed some clues.

But she said that he was a member of the Suppressing Demon Division, and as long as he did not do anything that harmed Wan'an County or harmed the interests of the Suppressing Demon Division, he would always be one of her own.

Zhang Chuanshi himself didn't realize that his heartstrings, which had been tense all night, suddenly relaxed.

"How dare you laugh!"

Zhao Fusheng glared at him coldly, and Fan Wujiu added in a low voice:
"This old man, Lao Zhang, is really thick-skinned."

"I want you to take care of it!" Zhang Chuanshi smiled and turned around to argue with Fan Wujiu.

"Okay, don't bother me. I have something to say to Magistrate Pang."

This time Zhang Chuanshi no longer bothered to do the work, he felt at ease, and the suppressed sleepiness came up, and he yawned:

"Then I'll go back to my room and rest."

As soon as he left, Fan Wujiu also dispersed.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, and when he looked at Pang Zhixian, his expression returned to a somewhat serious expression.

Through the lights lit in the Demon Suppression Department, Pang Qing also saw the smile on Zhao Fusheng's face. He was startled for a moment, and then his expression slowly softened.

……

Zhao Fusheng led the Pang brothers into the side hall.

The handyman on duty at night was well trained by Fan Bisheng. After hearing that Zhao Fusheng summoned Magistrate Pang and the two magistrates to say something, he had already poured four cups of fragrant tea in the hall in advance.

Although it was already midnight, the lights in the hall were brightly lit, and the heat was slowly rising with the aroma of tea.

Carbon pots were placed in the room in advance to dispel the chill in the hall.

Several people entered the government office. Zhao Fusheng walked to his seat and sat down, signaling Magistrate Pang and the other two to sit down as well.

Before taking the tea, she turned her wrist.

The severed wrist was once manipulated by Liu Huacheng. Although it was repaired by the God of Conferment, the feeling of being forcibly grasped by a big ghost still remained in her heart.

She paused for a moment.

This movement was immediately caught by Pang Zhixian, who had been paying attention to her. The old Zhixian lifted up his clothes and sat down, and asked with concern:

"My lord, your hand is injured?"

"It was an accident, but I have recovered." Zhao Fusheng nodded, then reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip.

The skin on her wrist was smooth, with no scars or blood marks, and she was holding the tea very steadily, and it really didn't look like she was injured.

Pang Zhixian felt relieved, and then he felt relieved and took a drink of water from his tea cup.

"Sir, did you ask us to come here for something?"

This hot tea enters your mouth and leaves a fragrant aroma on your teeth and cheeks.

After Magistrate Pang put down the tea cup, he asked about the business.

"There are two things I want to tell you."

Zhao Fusheng also put down the tea cup.

She was not in a hurry to speak, but sorted out what she wanted to say in her mind, and then said:
"You also saw the red moon tonight."

"Yes." Pang Zhixian nodded. In fact, he went to the Demon Suppression Division tonight because of the appearance of the blood moon, but Magistrate Pang had full confidence in Zhao Fusheng. Although the blood moon appeared suddenly and strangely, he was not very panicked.

When Zhao Fusheng mentioned this, he was still very calm.

"There is a legend about the blood moon." After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Pang Qing nodded with fear:

"Under the blood moon, a hundred ghosts walk at night."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him with some surprise, and then remembered that the Pang family was also a well-known family and had been officials for generations. It was not surprising that the two brothers knew some things about the Demon Suppression Division.

"Yes." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Magistrate Pang knew the inside story, but he did not panic, but smiled:

"Do you have a solution, sir?"

"I have a preliminary idea." Zhao Fusheng nodded slightly.

When Magistrate Pang heard what she said, he was immediately delighted:

"I knew your Excellency was sure."

"..." Seeing his trusting face, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he smiled:

"You have full confidence in me."

The old magistrate who was smiling suddenly became much more serious when he heard what she said:
"I do have great confidence in you, sir. Although there is a blood moon tonight, there is no abnormal movement. Before I came to the Demon Suppression Division, I ordered the master to divide the Gongmen policemen into three groups for patrolling. If anything strange is discovered, he will immediately ring the bell."

So far, no bells have sounded in the city, proving that no ghost trouble occurred tonight.

Zhao Fusheng admired his caution very much. She looked at Pang Zhixian with a smile:
"It's the right thing to do. Although there may be no near misses tonight, it's not too much to be careful."

She is also a human being, and no matter how cautious she is, she will inevitably make mistakes. Magistrate Pang's actions are like checking for leaks and filling in the vacancies, which couldn't be better.

Magistrate Pang was praised by her and said happily:
"My lord is right."

Zhao Fusheng’s eyes were soft:
"The appearance of the blood moon has something to do with Po Meng." As long as Po Meng doesn't lose control, the blood moon is not a crisis in Wan'an County for the time being.

"On the contrary, what is troubling me now is another matter."

Magistrate Pang is now considered one of his own, and Zhao Fusheng said bluntly to him:
"Paper man Zhang——"

After all, the matter of ghosts hidden in Confucius Temple cannot be suppressed.

Moreover, she needed County Magistrate Pang's help with some matters, so it would not be appropriate to keep it secret from him.

Therefore, she told Magistrate Pang the few things she could mention about the existence of two ghosts, the fact that the paper man Zhang killed the Hongquan Theater Troupe, and led the Ghost Theater Troupe to Confucius Temple. She tried her best to conceal some details to prevent Magistrate Pang from being frightened.

But even just speaking roughly, it was enough to scare the two brothers.

"This person's existence is a disaster. As long as he is around, there will be no peace in Wan'an County."

Zhao Fusheng frowned:
"The Hongquan Opera Troupe may be just the beginning." The paper man Zhang is unscrupulous and may later attack other people in Wan'an County.

Wan'an County Town Magic Division has a large number of people, and there is a kid like Kuai Manzhou who likes to spy. Zhao Fusheng is not very worried. On the contrary, it is Pang Zhixian who is close to Zhao Fusheng and holds an important position in the county. , to share the worries of Zhao Fusheng's success in Wan'an County, it is very likely to become a paper target.

"So I plan to leave a mark as a door god in front of the gate of the county government office."

Once the mark is laid, the government office will be able to ward off certain evil disasters.

Even if something strange happens to Magistrate Pang by then, the door god's mark will protect the government.

"Even if he encounters a paper man, he will be blocked for a moment."

As long as there is enough time, Zhao Fusheng can arrive with the people from the Demon Suppression Division.

Magistrate Pang Leng might as well hear these secrets from her tonight. Before he could get scared, he heard that Zhao Fusheng had already thought of his next move.

He had witnessed the power of the Door God's Brand with his own eyes - that day at the Ghost Tomb, the Door God's Brand directly suppressed the resurrected evil ghost.

Now that Zhao Fusheng is willing to print it in the government office, the power of this ghost seal is no less than adding a layer of copper and iron walls outside the Wan'an County government, and is even much safer than the copper and iron walls.

From now on, at least the ghosts below the disaster level don't have to worry for the time being.

"That couldn't be better!" Pang Zhixian stood up happily: "Thank you for your willingness to print the door of my mansion. If I have this ghost seal, I won't be afraid even if the blood moon really comes."

"Cousin, if there is a ghost mark, the government office will have peace of mind."

Pang Qing had been in Wan'an County for a while and had heard about the imprint of the Door God. When he heard this, he was very happy for Pang Zhixian.

Pang Zhixian folded his hands and bowed in a big salute:
"My lord is so caring, I really don't know how to repay you——"

"This is the second thing I asked you to come for."

Zhao Fusheng accepted Magistrate Pang's gift calmly and then said:

"I want you to divide the manpower in the yamen into two. One half will be used for patrolling, and the other half will be used for household registration. It must be detailed to every member of the family."

"..."

When Magistrate Pang heard this request, he was slightly stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered and nodded without hesitation:

"Yes."

He did not ask Zhao Fusheng for the reason for doing this. In Pang Zhixian's mind, Zhao Fusheng must have done this for a reason, and he just had to obey his orders.

"I will record the names, genders, and dates of birth of these people within half a month and hand them over to the adults." Magistrate Pang promised.

Zhao Fusheng originally wanted to explain, but seeing that Magistrate Pang had already completed what he had said, he nodded and warned:

"Servants in the homes of gentry and merchants must also be registered -" At this point, he added:

"Everyone in your family should also be recorded."

"Okay." Magistrate Pang kept Zhao Fusheng's words in mind.

"As for you—"

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking to Magistrate Pang, he turned his head and looked at Pang Qing.

The accountant was being targeted by her at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in his scalp.

"What do you need me to do, sir?" he asked wisely.

After Pang Qing's family came to Wan'an County, they temporarily stayed in Zhenmo Division. There were many ghost controllers here, and most of them were emotionally stable. Pang Qing went from being panicked at the beginning to being calm now. He even vaguely felt that he felt better among the ghost controllers. It was much safer before.

With Zhao Fusheng, Kuai Manzhou and others around, the door god brand was temporarily unavailable to him. Therefore, Zhao Fusheng asked him to come in with him, probably not to discuss the branding with him, but because he had something else to do. .

"Confucius Temple." When Zhao Fusheng asked him, he directly stated his purpose.

"Confucius Temple?"

Pang Qing's mind quickly became active.

He had just heard about the situation in the Confucius Temple. There was a ghost in the temple, and it was a very scary ghost.

He is not a ghost master.

He couldn't do anything related to ghosts.

But he is the accountant and manages Zhao Fusheng's finances. Now the government's expenses and income of Wan'an County Town Magic Division will come from him. Thinking of this, Pang Qing immediately guessed Zhao Fusheng's plan:

"Your Excellency, do you want to rebuild the Confucius Temple?"