I become a god in another world

Chapter 309: Burning the Wild Temple
Chapter 309
Luo Liu's remains remained on the ground for only three breaths.

Then with a crisp "crack" sound, the skeleton without a head shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

In an instant, the broken bones turned into powder and disappeared without a trace under the watchful eyes of Zhao Fusheng and others.

"..."

The people from the Demon Suppression Division did not ask Zhao Fusheng why he suddenly killed someone.

Except for Liu Yizhen and Meng Po, it was not the first time that Kuai Manzhou and Zhang Chuanshi followed Zhao Fusheng to investigate cases. Everyone had already developed a certain tacit understanding - anyway, they just had to follow Zhao Fusheng and listen to her instructions.

Liu Yizhen was handling a case for the first time and was caught in this bizarre and unpredictable nightmare.

At this moment, he watched the skeleton disappear and frowned:

"The ghost dream is about to start a new cycle."

Meng Po looked at Zhao Fusheng with a smile, while Zhang Chuanshi looked uneasy and also looked at Zhao Fusheng, waiting for her to make a decision.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"In the ghost dream, once Luo Liu and Sun Sanniang died, time would reset." She said:

“So the first thing we need to do is break the reset and wake up from the dream.”

The situation at this time is different from that in the Demon Suppression Division.

At the Demon Suppression Division, Zhao Fusheng, Zhang Chuanshi and Meng Po entered the dream, while Fan Bisi's brothers, Liu Yizhen and others remained awake and were not dragged into the dream by the evil spirits.

Therefore, when Zhao Fusheng had a ghost dream, he could be awakened by Kuai Manzhou.

But now everyone was asleep, and it was not easy to wake up.

"How should we--" Liu Yizhen originally tried to ask, but halfway through his words, he sighed and simply said:

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Fusheng said:

"You also heard what Luo and Sun said earlier."

Liu Yizhen and others nodded.

"I suspect that it was Qiao Yuesheng who caused the ghost case in Liutu Village and dragged us into the ghost dream."

Meng Po and others also guessed this.

"We couldn't have come to this temple for no reason." Zhao Fusheng expressed his conjecture:

"If the evil ghost is Qiao Yuesheng, then this temple was built by him during his lifetime. Perhaps this place has something to do with the ghost's killing rules."

Judging from the situations of Luo and Sun, the scene will be reset after their death, and they will come to this temple repeatedly.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Let's try to destroy the temple and see what happens."

This move is nothing short of bold.

Liu Yizhen was extremely bold, while Kuai Manzhou was young and fearless, so they both nodded.

Meng Po laughed twice and picked up the spatula:

"I'll do whatever the adults say. I'll follow you anyway."

Only Zhang Chuanshi was somewhat afraid:
"My Lord, isn't this too risky?"

Now we only know that evil ghosts pull people into their dreams and kill them in their dreams.

Since they were in a dream, if, as Zhao Fusheng said, Qiao Yuesheng was the ghost that dragged people into dreams, and if they destroyed its temple, they wondered if there would be any unusual movements.

Dealing with ghosts is fraught with danger.

If there is any unusual movement, which causes the death of five people in the dream, perhaps the reality will be the same as Yang Tiehan's family in Liutu Village. When they were discovered, several people had lost their heads.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him:
"Our ghosts can still be controlled." The reason why she killed Sun Sanniang to mobilize the power of the evil ghosts was to see if the power of the ghosts was restricted in the ghost dreams.

The results of the experiment were just as Zhao Fusheng had imagined, but the results were much worse than she had expected.

It can be used by both her and Kuai Manzhou's evil spirits.

This is not a good result.

If in a ghost dream, the ghost rider can freely use the power of evil spirits, then there are two possibilities.

First: Everything is just an illusion.

Ghosts will be restrained by high-level evil ghosts. Under the suppression of big ghosts, the power of other ghosts will be suppressed, and they will be forced into a state of "sleeping" and will not revive.

Second: The evil spirit powers of Zhao Fusheng and Kuai Manzhou were not restricted.

In the ghost dream state, Qiao Yuesheng's power brought the ghost into the dream as well - that is to say, the ghost was also deceived by its laws and fell into an alternative 'sleeping' state.

In simple terms, the ghost dream forms a small world in which the ghosts of Kuai Manzhou and Zhao Fusheng can be controlled. However, in real life, the evil ghosts controlled by the two are actually in a sleeping state.

This power is terrifying.

Zhao Fusheng took a look at her sea of ​​consciousness and saw that the merit value in the List of Gods still showed 13404. This merit value was the amount after deducting the ghosts she had controlled to give first and then take.

Logically speaking, the existence of the Investiture of the Gods is the most credible, but because of the dream, Zhao Fusheng was not sure about it. He was afraid that he would be careless and lose his life in Shilipo.

She actually had some concerns in her heart, but she did not show them in front of others.

The reason why Zhang Chuanshi and others were still so calm at this time was because she appeared calm, as if everything was under her control.

She did not express her guess at this time, but first mentioned that ghosts could be controlled. Zhang Chuanshi suddenly relaxed a lot, visibly.

"Let's do it!" Zhang Chuanshi, who had been hunched over before, immediately straightened his back.

Liu Yizhen also nodded:

"How do you destroy the temple?"

As he spoke, he picked up the ghost coffin on the ground and put it on his back.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on his ghost coffin.

They are all headless ghosts...

Liu Yizhen said that the law of the headless ghost is to restrain ghosts...

If at the critical moment, everyone is trapped in a ghost dream and cannot escape, then they will open the ghost coffin and release the headless ghost inside.

When the time comes, the headless ghost will face the headless ghost. Who will win? Who will lose?
Or did the two ghosts restrain each other and eventually fall into a dormant state?
"... Fusheng?"

Liu Yizhen asked her for a long time, but she didn't answer. Instead, she stared at his back in a daze, which made Liu Yizhen creepy, and he called her uncomfortably.

"Let's leave this place first and burn the temple."

Zhao Fusheng calmed himself down and spoke out what was in his mind.

"Okay." Meng Po nodded.

Kuai Manzhou held Zhao Fusheng's hand and said that they were going to destroy the temple and would not take anything from the temple.

Meng Po picked up a burning stick and held it in her hand. The group left the wild temple. When they were about ten steps away from the temple, Zhao Fusheng nodded to Meng Po:

"burn!"

Meng Po threw out the red-hot wood in her hand.

The fire went out in mid-air, but the bright red sparks became brighter the moment they were thrown out.

The firewood fell onto the roof of the wild temple.

The weather here is dry and sparks are flammable. Zhao Fusheng discovered this when Zhang Chuanshi was lighting a fire to cook porridge.

As soon as the firewood fell, sparks flew and the dry thatch was immediately ignited.

With a roar of flames, the fire suddenly started.

The flames illuminated the sky and engulfed the entire wild temple at lightning speed.

"Burning, burning?"

Zhang Chuanshi looked at the fire and asked in a low voice.

But no one answered his question at this time, and the miasma around him became thicker.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhao Fusheng heard someone calling her again:
"Fu Sheng."

That voice sounded familiar.

Zhao Fusheng's originally confused thoughts gradually became clear. She remembered that the group from the Demon Suppression Division was trapped in the dream of a fierce ghost.

Could it be that just like in the Demon Suppression Bureau, she would be awakened from her nightmare?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhao Fusheng became alert and immediately clear-headed.

"Fusheng, there is a temple over there."

It was Liu Yizhen's voice.

Zhao Fusheng was delighted and was about to open his mouth when he heard Liu Yizhen say:

"I'll lead the way, and you follow behind me."

As soon as these words fell, Zhao Fusheng immediately felt that something was wrong.

Liu Yizhen's words sounded too familiar, she seemed to have heard them somewhere before.

With palpitations in his heart, Zhao Fusheng struggled hard and opened his eyes.

What came into her sight was still Shili Slope shrouded in green miasma.

Liu Yizhen was walking in the front, leading a horse with a terrifying black coffin tied to its back and a heavy stone slab placed on top of the coffin.

When Zhao Fusheng saw this scene, his pupils shrank sharply - "Headless clay statue temple!"

She was so shocked that any remaining sleepiness she had felt instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Yizhen."

She shouted and took a step forward, but was pulled back by a small hand.

Zhao Fusheng turned around and saw Kuai Manzhou holding her hand.

The little girl's bright eyes were closed at this moment, as if she had fallen into a sleepwalking state.

Zhao Fusheng squeezed her hand, shook it twice, and shouted, "Man Zhou!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the child's eyes suddenly opened.

Kuai Manzhou's pupils seemed to burst, and blood oozed out of them, instantly filling the entire eyeball, turning her eyeballs blood red.

"Man Zhou, wake up."

She shook the child's hand, and when the child heard her voice, his out-of-control breathing paused.

The blood that overflowed from the eyeball flowed back, and soon Kuai Manzhou woke up.

The next person to wake up was Meng Po.

She opened her eyes and said sleepily:
"When you get old, you really can't hold on. It was only a short while ago that I actually fell asleep."

After saying this, he turned his head left and right:
"Sir, Sir..." She called out twice before she saw Zhao Fusheng and Kuai Manzhou standing beside her.

The two men, one big and one small, had clear eyes, as if they were awake, and Meng Po heaved a sigh of relief.

"We just fell asleep—"

Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice.

Meng Po nodded, then looked at the two people in front of her and said hesitantly:
"them--"

When she was talking, Liu Yizhen had just finished saying that he would lead the way. Zhang Chuanshi seemed not to have heard the conversation between the two. He seemed to have only selectively heard Liu Yizhen's words "there is a temple, lead the way", and quickly followed Liu Yizhen:

"There are no other wild temples in Shilipu," he said with exaggerated relief.
"It's just that one temple. If that's the temple Yizhen saw, we should be near Huangquan Road."

As soon as Zhang Chuanshi finished speaking, Meng Po and Zhao Fusheng looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.

This conversation sounded so familiar. It was clearly the conversation between the few people when they were about to arrive at the wild temple for the first time.

Meng Po glanced at Zhao Fusheng:
"Is Xiao Zhang..."

"He hasn't woken up yet." Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice.

After she finished speaking, Zhang Chuanshi and Liu Yizhen were like still wax figures, no longer moving.

Meng Po was stunned for a moment, but Zhao Fusheng understood the reason:
"According to the last round, it's my turn to speak."

Zhao Fusheng had to nod his head and say "go over first and talk later" before Liu Yizhen would take the next step.

But at this time, Zhao Fusheng naturally could not allow the cycle to continue.

She said to Meng Po:
"Let's split up and wake people up."

Meng Po responded and walked towards Zhang Chuanshi.

Zhao Fusheng also took Kuai Manzhou to Liu Yizhen.

He held the reins in one hand and pressed the coffin with the other, looking up into the distance with a serious expression. He stood frozen in place without moving, like a wax figure.

Zhao Fusheng patted him on the shoulder and called out tentatively:
"Yizhen."

He did not respond, not even a lick of reaction to Zhao Fusheng's calling or patting.

It seemed that he had fallen into a nightmare and normal shouting could not wake him up.

Zhao Fusheng pondered for a moment and was about to activate the power of the beggar ghost.

But just as she was about to let go of Kuai Manzhou's hand, the child shook his head.

Then the child raised her hand, and in her palm she was holding a blood-red flower.

The petals were long and slender, with a hazy bloody glow, looking enchanting and strange.

The little girl held up the flower and shook it twice, then handed it to Liu Yizhen:
"Give."

At the same time as the ghost flower appeared, the ghost of Madam Zhuang Si appeared and stood behind her.

The evil ghost's body was twisted, and its long black hair like a waterfall covered the body of Madam Zhuang Si, and a strange ghost nail was stuck in the middle of its chest.

As soon as the ghost nail appeared, the coffin tied to the ghost horse's back moved.

'Bang, bang.'

Two loud bangs came from inside the coffin, making Zhao Fusheng break out in a cold sweat.

Liu Yizhen, who was trapped in a ghost dream, was not awakened by Kuai Manzhou's power. Instead, when the ghost coffin began to move, he tensed his arm muscles, spread his five fingers wide, and pressed down the ghost coffin with force.

His hands began to turn dark gold starting from the knuckles, and the dark gold spread along the five fingers toward the palm, instantly turning the entire arm into one made of pure gold.

As soon as the golden arm pressed down on the ghost coffin, the ghost coffin, which was originally making strange noises, suddenly became silent.

A disaster that was almost caused unintentionally was eliminated without a trace.

The corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched, and he tightened his grip on the child's hand:
"Quickly take your mother back."

The ghost nail and the ghost coffin are part of the same body. Fortunately, Madam Zhuang Si is very powerful, and the ghost nail was nailed to its chest without loosening.

Otherwise, the balance of the ghost coffin will be broken, and I wonder if the headless ghost in the coffin will break out.

Although Zhao Fusheng had planned to use the headless ghost to restrain Qiao Yuesheng, it was just an idea. She would never risk doing so unless she had no other choice.

"it is good."

Kuai Manzhou nodded with some regret.

She clenched her palms, and the blood-red ghost flower turned into pink mist and disappeared in her hands.

As the ghost coffin calmed down, the golden light on Liu Yizhen's arm slowly faded away.

He still stood there, waiting for Zhao Fusheng to speak.

Zhao Fusheng composed himself.

The little girl's behavior was rash, but it also served as a reminder to her.

People who fall into a ghost dream seem to have their souls pulled into the dream, and cannot be awakened by ordinary means.

Even using the power of evil spirits may not work.

Ghost dreams attack the mind.

Liu Yizhen’s concern lies in the Confucius Temple and guarding the headless ghost.

Zhao Fusheng thought about it, and reached out to touch the ghost coffin, while shouting:
"Yizhen, I'm going to release the headless ghost."

As soon as she shouted, Liu Yizhen, who had just looked like a wax figure, became visibly angry.