I become a god in another world

Chapter 271 Unable to Write
Article 271
"You know it's the Ghost Book, but you still dare to do this?" Liu Yi really didn't understand:

"When my grandfather was alive, this list was used to register people's names for charity." Zhao Fusheng also knew the purpose of the charity. This was basically a deadly ghost book.

She herself said that Liu Huacheng's rule was to hold the book in one hand and the pen in the other, and then use the pen to tick the name. The person whose name was ticked would disappear from this world without a trace in an instant.

"You will remember the names of all the people in Wan'an County, and then--"

Zhao Fusheng corrected him:

"Not all the people in Wan'an County, but you, me, and everyone else in the Demon Suppression Division. I will all be registered in a list one by one."

"..."

Liu Yizhen was stunned.

But unlike his anxious look when he first came in, he seemed much calmer after hearing what Zhao Fusheng said.

"You've come just in time. Spread out the list for me—"

Zhao Fusheng felt a headache after reading a pile of books.

Kuai Manzhou was willing to help quietly, but the child was still young. When Mrs. Zhuang Si was alive, she was busy making a living and she herself could not read, let alone teach Kuai Manzhou to read.

The child couldn't even read big words and was unable to help her put together a useful booklet.

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yizhen nodded without saying a word and started flipping through the book.

When he heard that she was going to record the ghost book, he strongly opposed it, but now he seemed to have acquiesced to her decision.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then asked him:

"Why don't you train people?"

"It would be fine if you only recorded the names of the common people, but if you want to record all of our names one by one, then you must have your reasons."

Liu Yizhen didn't even raise his head. He opened the list and placed it in front of her, saying:

"If you want to talk, I'll listen."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"The book belonged to your grandfather when he was alive. It's okay for me to tell you about it."

With the help of Liu Yizhen and Kuai Manzhou, Zhao Fusheng simply sat down on the chair.

She spread her palms on the table, and a red book emitting blood light appeared out of thin air in front of her.

The red book was covered with mottled red spots, as if it had been sprayed with blood. It carried an ominous smell of death, and gave people a feeling of fear and oppression at the first sight.

Kuai Manzhou, who was grinding ink, secretly raised his eyes.

Red mist suddenly surged out from all directions in the room. The mist gradually became thicker and thicker, and then condensed into blood beads.

There seemed to be an eye hidden in each of these blood beads, hiding in a secret corner, secretly observing Zhao Fusheng's every move.

"..."

Liu Yizhen realized that there was a ghostly aura in the house.

Although he knew that Kuai Manzhou was using the power of evil spirits, he ignored the small eyes hidden in these blood beads. He just glanced at Zhao Fusheng and gave her a wink.

Zhao Fusheng sighed, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed out of thin air:
"Man Zhou, where did you hide my money? If you find me, I'll take you out to buy some candy this afternoon."

When the child heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately threw away the ink stick in his hand.

Her figure disappeared from the spot, and the blood in the air gathered towards Zhao Fusheng's side, quickly forming the shadow of a child, and threw itself into Zhao Fusheng's arms.

Zhao Fusheng held a bunch of money in his hand.

Five copper coins were strung together with a hemp string, tied into a circle and hung between her fingertips.

She shook it twice, and the copper coins made a crisp "ding-dong" sound when they collided. The child reached out to grab the money, but Zhao Fusheng turned her wrist, and the money turned around in her palm and was quickly taken back into hell.

The child opened his eyes wide, grabbed her five fingers and checked them one by one, even turned up her sleeves to look, but there was no trace of the money.

"The money is gone!" the little girl exclaimed.

"Yes, the money is gone, and your candy is gone too." Zhao Fusheng said expressionlessly, and then urged:

"Work quickly."

Kuai Manzhou reluctantly let go of her hand, climbed back to the inkstone from the table obediently, and picked up the ink stick to grind it again.

"..." Seeing this scene, Liu Yizhen couldn't help but complain:

"You're playing with the cat."

"She's happy to do so," said Zhao Fusheng.

Kuai Manzhou also nodded seriously:
"My pleasure."

"..." Liu Yizhen was so annoyed that he tried to smooth things over:
"Well, I'm meddling in other people's business."

After he finished chatting, he asked Zhao Fusheng:
"Have you thought it through before you copied the list of Wan'an County into the Ghost Book?"

"I've thought about it." Zhao Fusheng put away his joking mood and answered him seriously.

This matter is of great importance, and after all, this list is something that Liu Huacheng owned during his lifetime - it is the relic that Liu Huacheng left to Liu Yizhen.

The people in the Liu family are really weird.

He is cruel and murderous, but in some ways he keeps his promises.

Liu Yizhen took over his grandfather's mission, and after his grandfather passed away and the evil ghosts were resurrected, he regarded guarding the two evil ghosts as his own mission. Therefore, he was particularly concerned about everything about the headless ghost and Liu Huacheng.

Although Zhao Fusheng was usually careless and liked to say half of what he meant and keep the other half, he was very clear about major issues.

When Liu Yizhen asked her, she said:

"I want to record the names of all the people in Wan'an County in a register," he said, adding:
"Including you and me."

She was really going to do that.

Liu Yizhen's expression was complicated for a moment.

Zhao Fusheng's frankness to him at this time also meant that she respected him, but after she said it, Liu Yizhen could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"But after the ghost book was recorded, the evil ghost came to claim my life—"

"Yizhen, you are wrong." Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

"In fact, ghosts can kill people, but they can also save people."

"Ghosts can save people?!" Liu Yizhen initially thought that her remarks were too shocking and was about to speak, but then he remembered the ghost rider.

For the ghost rider, it is indeed using ghosts to fight ghosts, but it also makes sense to say that it is using ghosts to save lives.

"Antinomy." Kuai Manzhou, who seemed to be concentrating on studying ink, suddenly remarked.

"Correct."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

"Antinomy?" It was the first time Liu Yi heard such a statement and he couldn't help but feel confused.

After Zhao Fusheng gave a brief explanation, he immediately understood it. He also learned by analogy the reason why Zhao Fusheng wanted to record the names of the people in Wan'an County in the ghost book.

"Do you want to borrow my grandfather's power to suppress other ghost disasters?"

"I'm guarding against the paper man Zhang."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

"He set up a series of traps--" she counted softly:

"From the initial substitute ghost case to the headless ghost, your grandfather, and the Hongquan Opera Troupe."

At this point, she smiled:
"I even have a vague feeling that your grandfather's dispute with the headless ghost might have something to do with Zhang Xiongwu."

"What--"

Liu Yizhen's face turned pale with rage.

The dramatic change in Liu Huacheng's life began with the headless ghost case. As a result, the Liu family gradually declined and eventually fell apart.

Hearing what Zhao Fusheng said, Liu Yizhen clenched his fists.

"I'm just guessing." Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "The Zhang family has a far-reaching plan, and it's all linked together. They never do useless work."

Among these major ghost cases, each one is extraordinary, yet it seems as if they were manipulated by an invisible hand, combining these already extremely horrifying ghost cases together and causing them to have origins and entanglements with each other.

For example, in the case of the headless ghost, General Jin, who was resurrected by a fierce ghost, turned into a fierce ghost driving a ghost car after his death, wandering around the Han Dynasty. And it just so happened that the ghost car had the power to ignore the barriers of time and space, and sent the "guest" to forty years ago...

When Zhao Fusheng thought of this, her heart moved. All the messy clues gathered in her mind, and a bold guess emerged in her mind:
"I think the ghost troupe—"

She murmured to herself, but her voice was so soft that Liu Yizhen couldn't hear it clearly.

His mind was still immersed in the fact that the resurrection of the headless ghost was most likely just a conspiracy. When he heard Zhao Fusheng's words, he suppressed his anger:

"If the Zhang family really does this, I will not let them go."

After saying this, he recalled Zhao Fusheng's previous murmur and asked again:
"What did you just say?"

"Nothing." Zhao Fusheng shook his head. Hearing him say that he would not let the Zhang family go, he couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Zhang Xiongwu has passed away, and Paper Man Zhang is now missing. How are you going to deal with the Zhang family?"

“…” Liu Yizhen was speechless.

Zhao Fusheng suggested:
"Why not find an opportunity to beat up Lao Zhang? His last name is also Zhang."

"You really think that the Demon Suppression Division has been peaceful for too long and has too much free time." Liu Yizhen complained speechlessly.

But after saying this, he felt that Zhao Fusheng's suggestion was good.

The Zhang family has committed so many sins. Zhang Chuanshi used to be the "uncle" of Paper Man Zhang, and the coffin shop he opened also benefited from the Zhang family's influence...

He began to seriously think about the feasibility of this matter and clenched his fists.

"Hahaha."

Zhao Fusheng laughed, and Liu Yizhen couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

"By the way, do you think Paper Man Zhang will take action against Wan'an County?"

The two of them made a few jokes, which eased the tense atmosphere a little, and then Liu Yizhen turned the topic back to the list.

"Not bad." Zhao Fusheng also restrained his smile and nodded lightly:

"He can't have worked for nothing," she thought.

"The headless ghost, your grandfather, and the ghost troupe, all of these are preparations for his real purpose. The battle between me and Paper Man Zhang will happen sooner or later. It is unavoidable."

A dark light flashed in her eyes, and her expression became much sharper:
"I was in the light and he was in the dark, and we fought twice in between—"

Judging from the situations of the previous two fights, she caught Paper Man Zhang off guard the first time, seemingly forcing him to reveal his true form, but in fact she made him go from light to dark, and did not damage Paper Man Zhang's foundation much.

"But after the first fight, I forced him out of Wan'an County, thus eliminating a great calamity for the people of the county."

When Paper Man Zhang opened a paper manufactory shop in Wan'an County, he made lanterns with human skin. The mountains of human skin in his house meant that his hands were stained with blood and his crimes were unforgivable.

"In that fight, he revealed his true colors as a ghost rider."

The second fight took place in Kuailiang Village.

This person revealed more clues.

She snatched the coffin nails from the paper man Zhang, but failed to keep him. However, she also discovered that he could devour ghosts and had the strength to confront a disaster-level ghost like Mrs. Zhuang Si.

"His strength is unfathomable. If we really fight, I may not be his opponent."

After listening to what Zhao Fusheng said, Liu Yizhen nodded:

"And you're afraid to take action."

Zhao Fusheng owns Wan'an County, but Wan'an County is also her weak point.

Paper Man Zhang is even more cruel and ruthless than her.

If this person attacks Wan'an County mainly and attacks her indirectly, Zhao Fusheng will easily fall into a passive position.

In this case, she was right to prepare early.

"It's better to be prepared." Liu Yizhen said.

"That's right." Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded.

“But are you sure it will work if you write your name into the ghost book?” he worried.

Liu Huacheng is indeed a disaster-level evil spirit, and his evil spirit magic seems to be better than that of the door gods.

But ghosts are not human beings, Liu Yizhen reminded her:
"Have you considered the consequences? You're afraid that playing with fire will only lead to you getting burned—"

"As long as I'm 60 percent sure, I'll do it."

Zhao Fusheng said.

It is of course necessary to be cautious when dealing with someone like Paper Man Zhang, but if you are cautious in everything, you will easily be controlled by him.

"Your grandfather is a disaster-level ghost. Once the names of the people in Wan'an County are recorded in a register, the evil spirits below the disaster level will no longer be able to mark these people—"

In this way, a terrifying ghost like Liu Huacheng can become a new refuge for the people.

This rule is similar to the way Zhao Fusheng uses the door god's mark to drive away other evil spirits.

Liu Yizhen nodded slightly.

"But this is just my initial idea." Zhao Fusheng said:
"A list of——"

She looked thoughtful:

"I may not be able to record all these names in this ghost book."

"A roster?"

Liu Yizhen also felt something was strange:

"Come to think of it, you said that day that this was a list, but I haven't asked you why you called it a list."

His eyes fell on the ghost book, "There is more than one name recorded in the book."

Liu Yizhen said honestly:
"In addition to the people who have died at the hands of the beggars, there are still some survivors—"

Not only that, after Zhao Fusheng entered Beggar's Alley, his name was also recorded in a register.

From this point of view, the name "a list" is not appropriate. Judging from the names of the people recorded in this list, Liu Yizhen said:
"It should be called the Thousand List."

Zhao Fusheng smiled:

"Yizhen, except for my name, these names were recorded when your grandfather was alive, right?"

Liu Yizhen immediately understood what she meant.

"Yes——" he hesitated:
"Before my grandfather passed away, this list was in his hands and he never gave it to me."

After his death, the evil spirit revived, disrupting the balance of Confucius Temple and causing the beggar ghosts to revive, leading to the tragedy in Beggar Alley.

Since then, the ghost domain dissipated, and no one dared to set foot in the Confucius Temple in the south of the city. No other names were added to the donation list - and Zhao Fusheng, who entered later, was the only person whose name was recorded in the list.

Thinking of this, Liu Yizhen vaguely knew why Zhao Fusheng called this list "a list".

"In short, let's give it a try," said Zhao Fusheng.

Just at this moment, Kuai Manzhou had finished grinding the ink. She spread out the book, took a brush from the pen holder and held it in her hand.

Since his rebirth, Zhao Fusheng has occasionally had to record ghost cases, and he would write down his thoughts when looking through past files. He is also much more familiar with the brush than when he was just reborn.

When she picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and placed the ink-filled pen tip on the list - something strange happened.

When the thick black ink was drawn onto the surface of the book, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force. The tip of the pen moved across the page, but the ink did not seep into the book. Instead, it was swallowed up by an invisible force.

No matter how much Zhao Fusheng scribbled with his pen, not a single impression was left on the book.

The two of them looked serious and exchanged glances involuntarily.

"Certainly not."

Zhao Fusheng said.

All this was within her expectations; she had guessed it long ago.

(End of this chapter)