I become a god in another world

Chapter 288 Awakening from a Dream
Chapter 288

“Let go—”

As soon as Zhao Fusheng was entangled, he felt suffocated.

She desperately tried to grab the faceless girl's arm, and at the same time struggled to push the strange girl's head away.

"Take me with you. I woke you up. Take me with you."

"Let's go, we're going to be late—"

"If we don't leave now, we'll be too late."

The faceless girl seemed not to hear her refusal and ignored her struggle, urging her to leave quickly.

The whistles in the distance were getting more and more urgent. Zhao Fusheng panicked and anxious. He bent his back and lowered his head, trying to throw the faceless girl to the ground.

But this faceless girl is particularly strange.

Her face was pressed against Zhao Fusheng's, her head and face lowered to the ground, her body bent along Zhao Fusheng's spine like a cooked shrimp, firmly attached to Zhao Fusheng's body.

The girl's scattered hair fell down and stuck to the side of Zhao Fusheng's face.

"Go away--go away--"

She was like a piece of taffy, firmly clinging to Zhao Fusheng's body. Her face, which was hidden in the black mist like an abyss, was still pressed tightly against Zhao Fusheng's cheek, and she shouted:
"I'm going to be late! I'm going to be late!"

The more the faceless girl urged, the more panicked Zhao Fusheng became. She began to tear the girl's body apart desperately, trying to separate this strange faceless girl from her body.

The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, and the shadow of death is approaching.

The whistle in the distance gradually became unclear. She fell to the ground while struggling with the faceless girl, listening to her voice that sounded like a spell.

The faceless girl's grip on her tightened, almost as if she were merging with her body.

The gloomy head was pressed tightly against hers, as if the two of them were just melons growing on the same vine.

"I'm going to be late—"

"Take me with you—"

The sound was like a spell.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed her hair and tried to tear her head away from his face.

But the faceless girl's head seemed to be tightly stuck to her in the moment it was close to her.

When Zhao Fusheng tore it hard, he felt as if he was tearing his own flesh.

Severe pain followed, but as soon as she was stunned, greater fear appeared again.

The faceless girl pressed her face against hers and shouted in her ear:

"Take me with you—"

Fear took over, overcoming the cringe caused by pain.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!

Zhao Fusheng's heart sank, and then he ruthlessly tore the faceless girl's hair.

In her panic, she used a lot of strength and pulled out a large lock of black hair, which flew to the ground.

These thin black hairs fluttered around her, and this familiar scene vaguely reminded her of something.

A series of strange and bizarre memories flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.

Under the muddy, dark water, the black hair, as messy as seaweed, spreads wildly, carrying a hint of evil spirits;

On the river bank that was glowing red, there seemed to be countless blood lines as thin as hair flying in the air.

……

In a criss-crossing alley, countless black lines stretched out along the dilapidated and low houses, weaving into an extremely large and terrifying net that enveloped the entire street.

There seemed to be a shadow crawling within the network.

"..."

Zhao Fusheng was at the critical moment of life and death, but these bizarre scenes kept coming to his mind.

Her lips moved, and a name was about to come out, but it was like a torrent blocked at a floodgate, unable to break out.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned and stopped moving.

The faceless girl's body was entangled with hers, and both of them had their hands wrapped around each other's necks at the same time, like two snakes.

Zhao Fusheng's sudden stop caused the faceless girl to stop moving strangely.

At this moment, the hair that was scattered around Zhao Fusheng did not fall to the ground, but disappeared out of thin air when it was halfway down.

The disappeared hair appeared around her neck, like long and thin living worms, drilling into her neck.

These strands of hair were pieced together into lines, as if an invisible 'hand' was threading a needle, shuttling back and forth across her neck and sewing it shut.

The hair pierced through the skin, but there was no pain. It just made a 'swish' sound as if the skin was being pierced, which was creepy.

At the moment when Zhao Fusheng calmed down, a soft voice broke through the obstacles and penetrated deep into her mind:

"Fusheng——"

"Fusheng, wake up!"

The voice was very faint at first, as if someone was calling her from far away.

If she had not stopped fighting with the faceless girl at this moment, Zhao Fusheng would have ignored the voice.

As soon as she heard the sound, she held her breath and focused.

"Take me away--"

"We're going to be late."

'Hush! Hush! Hush!'

The faceless girl's anxious shouts and the rapid whistle sounded at the same time, creating a fatal sense of threat.

Zhao Fusheng's deep anxiety returned.

She had been lying on the ground without moving, but when she heard the sound, she began to panic again, like a dying fish, and reached out to grab the faceless girl's head again.

"Fusheng——"

The voice in my head started again, a little louder this time.

The black hair that had penetrated into the skin of her neck was tightened even more. Zhao Fusheng's neck was sewn up by these black threads, and she felt suffocated.

"Fusheng, you fell asleep."

The voice called her again, drowning out the faceless girl's shout.

Fell asleep? !

She wasn’t asleep?! Before being awakened by the faceless girl, she was indeed asleep and fell into the terrible state of sleep paralysis, but she had been awakened by the faceless girl——

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng shuddered.

Is she really awakened? Is this a dream or reality?

Are those messy memories of ghost hair in her mind nightmares or real events? What memories has she forgotten?
Who is this voice that appears in her mind and keeps calling her name?
"Fusheng——"

"Fusheng, wake up."

"Fusheng——"

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

"Brother, do you think Fusheng didn't sleep well last night?"

"Fu Sheng?"

Several voices sounded in her mind at the same time, and she gradually became able to distinguish whether the person speaking was a man or a woman.

"Meng...sleep too..."

"Is it related to..."

Some people were talking, but Zhao Fusheng couldn't hear what they were saying.

She was a little anxious and tried to concentrate on listening.

Whether it was 'Meng' or 'sleep', it touched her sense of crisis and set off alarm bells in her heart.

……

At this moment, the faceless girl wrapped her tighter.

Zhao Fusheng realized that something was wrong and instinctively wanted to grab the faceless girl's arm - but the moment she raised her arm, she remembered the voice in her head and for some unknown reason let go of her strength.

The faceless girl wrapped her tighter and tighter.

The world in her eyes began to collapse. Cracks appeared on the gray walls, the whistle in the distance became intermittent, and the mottled and old ceiling began to distort.

The feeling of suffocation came like a tide, but Zhao Fusheng grinned and smiled.

Her consciousness gradually became clear.

Fragments of memory emerged in her mind and began to be pieced together one by one.

Resurrection from the dead, resurrection of the dead.

Reborn in the Han Dynasty, taking control of the Demon Suppression Division.

The two brothers Fan Bisi and Fan Wujiu, as well as the ghost cases she had handled, emerged in her mind.

……

Zhao Fusheng regained his composure completely.

She stopped struggling and allowed the faceless girl to strangle her.

"It turns out I'm still in a dream." She said calmly while lying on the ground.

This thought immediately pierced through the dream that was already on the verge of collapse.

The roof twisted and the faceless girl's figure went from solid to virtual.

The faint whistle sound stopped abruptly the moment she figured it out.

Zhao Fusheng's body entangled with the faceless girl also fell apart from this strange real world as her consciousness awakened.

But just as her consciousness was about to be pulled out of the dream, a sharp and piercing scream suddenly rang out:
"Zhao Fusheng!"

The shout made Zhao Fusheng tremble all over.

The voice came from the direction of the faceless girl. She seemed unwilling to disappear like this and continued to shout loudly:

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to send your mother off in time—"

As the faceless girl finished her words, the dream collapsed and Zhao Fusheng woke up immediately from his chair.

The arm that was supporting her cheek fell onto the table with a 'bang' sound. She tilted her head down and felt a burst of pain in her neck.

"My lord, my lord is awake."

"grown ups!"

"Fusheng——"

Kuai Manzhou, Fan Daxiao and Fan Xiao, and Liu Yizhen all surrounded her, each with a look of lingering fear on their face.

"Fusheng, you just fell asleep."

The little girl held her hand tightly, looking a little nervous.

Zhao Fusheng instinctively reached out and touched his neck.

She nearly died in her sleep.

"Yes, I fell asleep--" Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Her action made both Fan and Fan tremble with fear - this was the shadow that Li Er's death brought to the two brothers.

"We were talking earlier, and as soon as Lao Zhang left, he turned around and heard Man Zhou calling you. He saw that you were actually asleep." Liu Yizhen frowned and said:
"No matter how much I called him, he wouldn't wake up."

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded again.

Fan Wujiu's brows twitched, and he carefully stretched out his hand, held it in front of her, and said:

"Don't nod, sir. I'm scared."

"I have been marked by a ghost." Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

Others have already guessed what's going on.

But when everyone heard her say this with their own ears, they still felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

"This..." Fan Bisi looked at the people around him, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"I saw Lao Zhang yawning as he went out, and I felt sleepy too, and fell asleep unknowingly. In my dream -"

Zhao Fusheng fell into a dream within a dream.

When she was first awakened by the faceless girl, she thought she was awake, but she didn't know it was just an illusion, deliberately interfering with her cognition, trapping her consciousness in a dream, and believing everything in the dream.

"Did you encounter danger in your dream?" Liu Yizhen remembered that she said she was 'marked by a ghost' after waking up. He guessed that she must have had a certain opinion about the ghost case in Liutu Village to say such a thing, so he asked.

"Correct."

Zhao Fusheng nodded again.

Her head did not disappear. Fan Wujiu's heart gradually returned to its original place. He took back his raised hand and asked curiously:

"What did you dream about, my Lord?"

After hearing his question, Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a while.

The others looked at each other in bewilderment. After a while, when Fan Wujiu thought she would not answer, her eyes gradually regained focus and she said:
"I dreamed about the past."

"Go over?!" Liu Yizhen was stunned and confused when he heard the answer.

The two brothers Fan Bi Si also looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of her words.

Zhao Fusheng said:
"I heard you talking in my dream, and you mentioned Meng Po. Did Meng Po fall asleep too?"

As she spoke, she stretched her neck and looked in the direction where Meng Po had previously sat.

At this time, Meng Po was slumped in the chair, with one hand on her abdomen and the other supporting her cheek. She was sleeping soundly and snoring slightly.

However, several people in the Demon Suppression Division were extraordinary and could sense the evil spirit surging from her.

A layer of faint red mist enveloped her. The mist was so light that it was almost impossible to detect it with the naked eye. Ordinary people could only see that Meng Po's face looked slightly yellowish under the mist.

"it is as expected."

When Zhao Fusheng saw Meng Po falling asleep, he couldn't help but sigh.

Several people moved to Meng Po's side and surrounded her.

Fan Wujiu shouted a few times, but got no response from Meng Po.

The terrifying blood light lingered around Meng Po. This eerie and evil spirit should have been terrifying, but now that it wrapped Meng Po up, it made everyone feel relieved - as long as the blood light was still there, Meng Po should be safe.

Zhao Fusheng calmed himself down and was ready to talk about his unexpected dream.

She said:
"I don't know the identity of the evil spirit yet, but I think I can roughly guess what kind of situation would cause someone to be marked by a ghost."

When several people heard this, they were startled.

"My initial judgment on the Liutu Village ghost case was inaccurate—" Zhao Fusheng said this and shook his head again:

"It's not inaccurate, but it's not completely accurate. It only hits part of the law of evil spirit marking."

She wiped her face.

The previous dream had an impact on her. After waking up, she could not hide her tiredness and looked very bad. After wiping her face, her eyes became sharper.

"Evil spirits mark people through their mental weaknesses."

Anyone who has ever had regrets or hidden pain in his or her heart will become the target of ghosts.

"The so-called mental weaknesses should include hope, expectation, regret, pain, waiting, etc."

When Zhao Fusheng mentioned the ghost case, he gradually returned to his normal self, calm and trustworthy.

But when Liu Yizhen remembered that she mentioned "mental weakness" and that she was marked by a ghost, he couldn't help but look thoughtful.

"Yang Jia and Li Er from Liutu Village both died because of this."

The Yang family was indignant at what happened to Yang Guiying and wanted to vent their anger for her, but they failed.
Li Er's father-in-law had a miserable life. He lost his wife at an early age and raised a pair of children alone. Now his youngest son has finally reached the age of marriage, so he invites his son-in-law to help him choose a match. Li Er also takes this matter very seriously and wants to fulfill his father-in-law's wish, so he proposes to act separately from Wang Hun, which eventually leads to Wang Hun encountering a ghost case.

It was also because of this that Li Er felt guilty, so he died particularly quickly.

Zhao Fusheng had also experienced nightmares and knew how terrifying dreams were.

Li Er's mentality was too weak, and he died faster than the Yang family.

He felt guilty and afraid, and before he died he was worried about his brother-in-law's marriage, so at that moment he was dragged into a dream by the evil spirit. The nightmare appeared too quickly, causing him to die instantly - because everything happened in a flash, Zhao Fusheng and others had the illusion that he suddenly died while talking.

"So people who keep bad intentions in their hearts will become the target of ghosts." Liu Yizhen said.

"Yes." Zhao Fusheng sighed:

"My original prediction should be correct. Wang Hun's yawning is weird. It should be a sign of being marked by a ghost."

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