I become a god in another world

Chapter 299 The sky is dry and the things are dry
Chapter 299

Liu Yizhen held the ghost coffin with one hand and the reins of the ghost horse with the other, slowing down his pace.

Meng Po walked on the other side of Kuai Manzhou, and several people followed Liu Yizhen for about a quarter of an hour. The fog gradually thinned, and they actually saw a dilapidated temple in the slope not far away.

This dilapidated temple is hidden in the darkness. It is obvious that it is very old. A lot of mud on the walls has fallen off, revealing a bamboo frame about two fingers wide inside.

When they got closer, they could see more clearly.

Rather than saying that this is a temple, it would be more appropriate to say that it is a dilapidated hut in the mountains.

The house was not big, only about ten feet high, with bamboo frames, mud walls and a roof covered with thatch in the shape of a "human".

It can also be seen that the thatch was laid several times.

The innermost layer must be very old and has become broken and black after being exposed to wind and rain.

The middle layer is slightly lighter in color, while the top layer is yellow, and should have been the last one to be replaced.

This is also consistent with what Zhang Chuanshi mentioned earlier, that after the dilapidated temple in the wilderness became popular, people gradually repaired it.

When they got closer to the temple, they hesitated to move forward and stopped at the same time.

The old temple is hidden in the wilderness, blending in with the rolling hills in the distance in the dark night.

The green miasma from the mountains lingered above the temple, like the smoke rising from a fire in the mountains.

This scene appeared before everyone's eyes, giving off a contradictory feeling that was both real and vaguely weird.

"Old Zhang."

Zhao Fusheng turned his head and called out to Zhang Chuansheng.

Although she turned her head, her eyes were still looking towards the ruined temple, and she said to Zhang Chuanshi:

"Is this the wild temple in the mountains you mentioned?"

Zhang Chuanshi also felt a little uneasy.

He drank Meng Po soup and turned from life to death - in Zhao Fusheng's words, his condition at this time was strange, no different from a living dead.

Logically speaking, he was already a "ghost" and most ghosts would ignore his existence, but when he saw this wild temple, he still felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

There was a sinister malice hidden in the temple, as if a pair of invisible eyes were spying on him with a bloody murderous intent, which made him feel afraid.

Even though his body had lost temperature, Zhang Chuanshi still shivered involuntarily at this moment.

When Zhao Fusheng asked the question, he looked dazed for a moment, then immediately calmed down. After realizing that he was affected by fear, Zhang Chuanshi calmed down, then looked at the dilapidated temple again, then squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and gestured: "It looks a bit like-"

He spoke hesitantly.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Zhao Fusheng would get angry, so he quickly explained:

"Sir, when I came here last time, the vegetation was lush and green, which is very different from now—"

At this time, the surroundings were bare, without a single tree.

The ground was covered with black and red sand, as if it had been burned by a fire.

As soon as Zhang Chuanshi finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and his eyes lit up:
"That's right," he said.

"I remembered there was a well in front of the temple."

It's good to have characteristics, which is much better than having no clue at all.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"Let's get closer and take a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Chuanshi's eyes flickered, his footsteps seemed to be rooted to the ground, and a timid look appeared on his face:

"Do we have to go in? I, I'm scared—"

Zhao Fusheng immediately started to curse:
"What are you afraid of? Even if there are ghosts in the temple, it's not your turn to be afraid. You are a ghost. If you meet a living person, others will be frightened by you when they see your face."

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi was scolded so much that he shrank back in fear, put his hands in his sleeves, and dared not say a word.

Liu Yizhen said sternly: "Fusheng, I also think there is something wrong with this temple."

The temple was quiet.

But there is an evil aura in these desolate mountains and wilderness, and this old temple gives people an extremely depressing feeling, as if some disaster is hidden within.

"I know."

When talking to Liu Yizhen, Zhao Fusheng's tone became much calmer.

Zhang Chuanshi was indignant:
"I'm just as scared, why don't you scold him?"

"It's different. He noticed something was wrong here. He's not a coward."

Zhao Fusheng glared at him:
"You are from the Demon Suppression Division, and you receive a salary from the Demon Suppression Division. Even if there is something evil here, you should go there if something happens. You said you didn't dare to go in when you encountered a ghost. Shouldn't you be scolded?"

"Well, then he is just good at talking, maybe he is more afraid than me." Zhang Chuanshi felt a little guilty about what she said and retorted.

Zhao Fusheng was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"I also think this temple is weird. It gives me an uneasy feeling."

"Aren't you afraid, sir?"

Zhang Chuanshi was thick-skinned and pretended nothing happened after being scolded. But when he saw Zhao Fusheng talking about serious matters, he shamelessly interrupted him.

This time Zhao Fusheng did not scold him, but said calmly:

"Fear."

As soon as she finished speaking, not only Zhang Chuanshi was surprised, but even Meng Po and Liu Yizhen turned around and looked at her with strange expressions.

Kuai Manzhou looked up at her and secretly held her palm with his little hand.

"Your Excellency is also afraid?" Zhang Chuanshi came to his senses and muttered in surprise:
"I thought grown-ups didn't know what fear was."

She has shown extraordinary courage since she entered the Demon Town.

Whether it is burning paper figures or going alone into the beggar's alley, these are things that ordinary ghost riders dare not do.

Liu Yizhen recalled that when she solved the beggar ghost case in Confucius Temple, she followed the beggar ghost with great courage...

Zhao Fusheng didn't care what everyone thought, but smiled and said, "As long as they are human beings and eat grains, who wouldn't be afraid?"

Zhang Chuanshi's mouth twitched:
"But you don't look scared—"

"There's nothing wrong with being afraid." Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:
"On the contrary, the feeling of fear appeared, which reminded me that there was a problem. It made me alert."

When on the brink of life and death, people will instinctively feel fear and tension. In fact, this is a warning from the body.

For Zhao Fusheng, this feeling is even more important.

She was dealing with ghosts and was surrounded by dangers, so she couldn't be careless. The language of her body and emotions was just reminding her to be more focused and pay attention to her surroundings.

"The only thing that scares me now is probably the big ghost."

Zhao Fusheng said this and added:
"A great ghost of extraordinary rank."

Could be a threat to her.

But what Zhao Fusheng found most interesting was that her List of Gods did not indicate that there was an evil ghost lurking around, and she was in imminent danger.

"No matter what, we can't avoid it now that we have encountered it."

She said:
"I guess if we want to go to Shilipo, go to Huangquan Road, and look for Lijiaao, this temple will be in the way, and we can't avoid it."

When Liu Yizhen heard this, he was moved:
"what do you mean--"

"I was wondering, if we turn around now and head in a different direction, will we end up back at this temple after walking for a while?"

Zhao Fusheng said this with a smile on his face, but Zhang Chuanshi got goosebumps when he heard it:

"It's not that weird."

"It's just a random guess, don't take it seriously."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and waved his hand:

"But we are pressed for time, so there is no need to make such unnecessary attempts." As she said this, the corners of her mouth gradually smoothed down, and her eyes became sharp:
"Anyway, we'll know if there are ghosts in the temple once we go in and take a look." Meng Po nodded after hearing this:

"It's better to go in and take a look. Let's take a break first and then find the way."

Since Meng Po said so, everyone else agreed even though they were wary.

Zhao Fusheng was about to move forward, but he was pulled back just after he took a step.

Kuai Manzhou stood there without moving.

She turned her head, and the eyes of the two people, one big and one small, met. Zhao Fusheng blinked. After Kuai Manzhou and the others took a few steps forward and put some distance between them, she waved to Zhao Fusheng.

When Zhao Fusheng leaned down to face her, the little girl leaned close to Zhao Fusheng's ear and whispered:
"Fusheng, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"Fusheng, don't be afraid, I will protect you--" Another voice sounded in Zhao Fusheng's mind at the same time.

Zhao Fusheng's expression changed instantly.

"you--"

She was about to speak when Liu Yizhen and others not far away noticed that the two men had fallen behind. They turned around and shouted:

"Fu Sheng."

"Manzhou."

Zhao Fusheng calmed himself down and suppressed his emotions. When he looked at Kuai Manzhou again, he regained his previous calmness and responded with a smile:
"it is good."

The two, one big and one small, returned to the team.

After they approached the thatched hut, Zhang Chuanshi's eyes swung around and he suddenly pointed in a certain direction:

"My lord, look."

There is an open space of about thirty square meters in front of the thatched house.

At this time, the ground was covered with thick black gravel and slag, and a strange red light was visible between the cracks in the ground, like red-hot charcoal, but you couldn't feel any temperature when you stepped on it.

The sand and gravel were very fine and some of them got into the shoes of the people as they walked, causing great pain to their feet.

Zhang Chuanshi's words attracted everyone's attention. Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a well with a diameter of about three feet on the left side in front of the temple gate.

The mouth of the well was built with black stones with no moss on them. A wooden stake was placed on top of the well with a hemp rope wrapped around it, one end of the rope hanging down to the bottom of the well.

“It is this well.”

As soon as Zhang Chuanshi saw the well, he gradually connected it with the scene in his memory:

"The location is correct, and the old temple is also correct—"

He found the right way and felt a little excited. Gradually, even his fear was suppressed a lot.

"It looks like this is indeed Shili Slope." Then doubts came to his mind again:

"But what on earth happened here? How did it become like this? When I came here last year, the vegetation in Shilipu was lush and abundant, and people couldn't find their way in. The soil wasn't black either—"

When Liu Yizhen heard this, he frowned:

"This kind of change must be related to ghosts."

“But Shilipo never reported the case to the county.” Zhao Fusheng’s heart tightened, and he said calmly.

Shili Slope is a vast area with few people, and there were officials in the slope who were in charge of all matters big and small.

The unusual phenomena in Shilipo were suspected to be related to evil spirits. If the officials in charge of the local affairs did not report the ghost case, there may be two reasons.

First: This person is irresponsible.

After the incident in Wan'an County, County Magistrate Pang was so frightened that he initially thought he was dead. He also neglected the management of government affairs, which led to some villages and towns under the county's jurisdiction being loose and tending to act independently.

The people of Shilipu knew that there was a ghost case, but if they held the mentality of "it's none of their business", they would most likely turn a deaf ear and be unwilling to deal with the county and town magic department.

Second: The incident at Shilipo caused a big stir.

After the incident became a big deal, there were many people who might be involved, and no one dared to speak...

"Or there is another possibility." Zhao Fusheng paused for a moment after analyzing this.

Liu Yizhen was a little anxious:
"What's possible?"

"No one can tell." Zhao Fusheng said.

"No one can tell?" Liu Yizhen was stunned for a moment, and then Zhang Chuanshi asked blankly:
"what does it mean?"

"Do you think that all the people in Shili Slope are..." Liu Yizhen carefully pondered the meaning of her words. A terrible guess that made his scalp tingle came to his mind. He was about to speak when Zhao Fusheng said:
"It's just a guess. Let's go into the temple first."

She had a few words with Liu Yizhen, which seemed to reveal a lot of information, but it also seemed like she said nothing.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi was puzzled:
"No one can tell what it means? What happened to everyone in Shilipo?"

He scratched the sparse hair on his head:

"They can't all be dead, how many people would that be——"

When Zhang Chuanshi thought of that possibility, he felt a chill in his heart.

Then he saw Zhao Fusheng and others walking towards the temple gate out of the corner of his eye.

Several people kept a few steps away from him, but for some reason, when he arrived at this strange temple, he felt uneasy whenever he was separated from his familiar companions.

"Sir, please wait for me." Zhang Chuanshi hurriedly chased after him.

A group of people entered the temple.

'Alas--'

As everyone entered the temple, a night breeze blew.

The wind blew into the temple, swirled around, made a whistle-like sound that gave people goose bumps, and then dissipated.

It's a bit hot around here.

This is obviously extremely abnormal.

It was already winter, and everyone wore very thick clothes when going out.

This dilapidated temple is leaking everywhere, and the roof is damaged in many places with big holes. It has no insulation at all, so it shouldn't be so hot.

As the night wind blew in, many old spider webs tangled with dust on the beams hung down like ropes, swaying in the wind.

Zhang Chuanshi lost his sense of heat and cold, but when the wind blew in, he shivered with fear:

"grown ups--"

He was afraid that he would be scolded for his cowardly behavior, so he remembered what Zhao Fusheng had said before and explained himself:

"I'm not just scared, but I feel there is danger here, so I'm shaking."

Zhao Fusheng did not scold him, but just said:
"It looks like we can't leave tonight, let's rest here first."

She instructed Zhang Chuanshi:

"Lao Zhang, take out the tinder and light the candle. Yizhen, tie the horse at the door. We will sit in the temple and look for the Yellow Spring Road when it gets light. When we see it, can we ask someone for directions to take us to Lijiaao?"

Her calm attitude alleviated Zhang Chuanshi's fear to a certain extent.

At this time, everyone is in the dark, which is inevitably unsettling.

Anyway, it's just a matter of taking out a lighter, and Zhao Fusheng and others are right next to us, so it's better than going to the door to tie up the horse.

Zhang Chuanshi responded and continued to search his body.

When the group abandoned the car and moved on, he searched for some necessary items and put them on his body, which came in handy at this moment.

Zhang Chuanshi found a candle and a tinderbox. As soon as he took them out and before he could even blow on them, the tinderbox made a popping sound and lit up by itself.

"It's really strange that it's easy to light a fire here." He lit the candle and said casually.

"The weather is dry." Meng Po also responded with a smile.

When the fire was lit, Liu Yizhen tied his horse at the door and returned to the temple.