I become a god in another world

Chapter 314 Arrival at Lijiaao
Article 315
As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, everyone else nodded.

Meng Po took out a few bowls, washed them clean, and filled several bowls of porridge each time, handing them to Liu Yizhen and others one by one.

This time, Zhao Fusheng did not distribute the porridge to Luo Liu and the other two. Under their jealous gazes, the five of them quickly finished the porridge. After they had cleaned up, the fog outside had almost dissipated.

The sun at dawn was blood red, shining into the treeless Shili Slope, coating the dark scorched earth with a layer of blood light, giving people a depressing and ominous feeling.

"My Lord, please hurry up."

Sun Sanniang urged with a fake smile:
"The two of us will take you to Lijiaao."

Zhao Fusheng nodded imperceptibly.

Liu Yizhen picked up the black coffin, placed it on the back of the ghost horse, and tied it up with a rope.

His actions caused Sun Sanniang and Luo Liu to peek at him frequently.

This ghost coffin looked very heavy, but it felt light when he picked it up. The two of them hid aside and whispered, but no one knew what they were talking about.

After everything was ready, Zhao Fusheng said:

"You can go."

Sun Sanniang then stood up and responded:
"it is good."

Luo Liu also picked up the load again. The two of them looked around and then found the direction:
"Go this way." Sun Sanniang pointed to the front left.

Strange to say.

After the dreams of everyone in the Demon Suppression Division restarted last night, they changed directions several times, but all returned to the temple without exception. They were obviously trapped in this place.

But at this time, Sun Sanniang just pointed the way and a different direction emerged.

The few of them walked forward a few steps. When Zhao Fusheng looked back, he saw that the wild temple had been left far behind him, and another road completely different from the one last night appeared.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts."

Zhao Fusheng turned around and whispered to Meng Po beside him:
"The only way to get out of the temple is to follow these two people."

Meng Po nodded and said:
“But if you leave the temple, you might get stuck in the village.”

This ghost dream is layered.

Perhaps being in the carriage was a layer of dream, which was a little lighter, and entering the temple was entering another layer of dream. In layman's terms - after entering the temple, one would enter a deeper sleep.

Leaving the temple and entering the village again at this time, it was another level of dream, a deeper sleep than the one in the temple.

The deeper you sleep, the closer you are to ghosts, which means you are closer to death, and it will be more dangerous.

Zhao Fusheng responded softly:
"Everyone should be careful."

Then everyone became more alert.

Luo Liu carried the load and walked in front, while Sun Sanniang walked on the side of the crowd.

After walking for about two quarters of an hour, Sun Sanniang stood on tiptoe and looked around. Then her eyes lit up:
"We've arrived at Lijiaao!"

Zhang Chuanshi looked up, bewildered:
"Where is it?"

The distance was scorched black. The sunlight gradually became more intense, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of hot mist. There was no trace of the village at all.

Sun Sanniang grinned and pointed:
"Isn't that what it is?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the heat wave in the distance seemed to surge twice, and rows of village houses actually appeared in the valley.

Lishan Ao appeared.

In the ghost dream, it is impossible to find the villa without a "local" to lead the way.

When Sun Sanniang saw Lijiaao, her expression became much more lively:
"This is Huangquan Road. After walking along Huangquan Road, you will enter Lijiaao." She introduced as she walked forward:
"Going further in from Lijiaao, there is a wild banana forest. Unfortunately—"

When Sun Sanniang said this, her expression paused.

Zhao Fusheng asked casually:

"What's the pity?"

Luo Liu, who was in front, held the pole with one hand, and wiped the sweat off his forehead with one hand. Hearing this, he replied:
"It's a pity that this banana forest was set on fire two years ago and burned down completely."

"Who lit the fire?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

"Humph." Sun Sanniang sneered, "A damned person."

After she finished speaking, her expression changed and became enthusiastic:

"It's here, it's here."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have seen something, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and shouted:
"Sister Liu Fasao--Sister Liu Fasao--"

Her voice spread far and wide, breaking the silence of the village.

As Sun Sanniang shouted, a woman's figure slowly appeared beside the farmland outside the village.

The woman was wearing a grey cloth skirt, a blue patched top that had been washed till pale, a cloth towel wrapped around her head, and holding a bamboo dustpan. When she heard someone calling her, she instinctively turned her head - and when she saw a large group of strangers entering the village, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Then she looked carefully and saw Luo Liu, the leader, and her surprise immediately turned into disgust.

"Mrs. Liu Fa."

Sun Sanniang shouted again.

The woman shuddered, the disgust in her eyes was replaced by fear, then she forced a smile and greeted:
"It turned out to be Madam Kong San."

Sun Sanniang's smile disappeared immediately, and her whole expression became gloomy.

When Liu Fasao saw this, she thought she had said something wrong and was so frightened that she could hardly hold the winnowing basket in her arms. She looked a little at a loss.

"My damn husband's family is long gone, and now I have returned to my original surname, Sun."

Sun Sanniang reminded sinisterly.

Mrs. Liu Fa glanced at the person behind her and quickly admitted her mistake:

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

"What a fool! If her mother-in-law still needed him, she would have died long ago..." Sun Sanniang muttered, and when she turned to look at Zhao Fusheng, she forced a smile on her face again:
"Sir, we have arrived at Lijiaao."

After saying that, he turned to Mrs. Liu Fa and said:
"There is a guest coming. Go to Li Youlu's house and inform his mother that the guest is here to see her daughter-in-law."

Liu Fasao was a little scared and nodded. Without saying anything more, she hurried back to the village.

After she left, Sun Sanniang continued:

"This country bumpkin is ignorant, timid, and not presentable. He is a bit disrespectful."

"It's okay." Zhao Fusheng shook his head, pretending not to notice the woman's fear of her.

Sun Sanniang rolled her eyes and said with a smile:
"Sir, there is a banana forest behind Lijiaao. After the banana forest burned down two years ago, someone set up a market behind it. It was very lively." She deliberately tried to arouse Zhao Fusheng's interest:
"There are rouge and powder for sale inside, as well as some hairpins, pearls and dresses—"

At this point, she pretended to be mysterious:

"Some of these things are old stuff, dug out from the mountains, and are rare items that you won't see outside. Would you like to go take a look at them when the time comes?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded with a smile:
"Okay."

"..." She answered straightforwardly, which made Sun Sanniang, who was trying to show off her eloquence, hesitate for a moment. The woman had a lot to say before she could finish her words, and finally she could only laugh dryly:
"There are two villages behind this market. They were also very busy in the early years and produced spices—"

After saying this, seeing that Zhao Fusheng did not ask any further questions, he enthusiastically arranged for Zhao Fusheng to enter the village.

It was the slack season for farmers and early morning, so there were still quite a few people in the village.

The village is located in a valley, relying on the surrounding valleys as a natural barrier. The village houses are arranged in a circle, similar to the layout of Liutu Village.

Seeing Luo Liu and Sun Sanniang leading people into the village, many people leaned against the door to watch.

Some of the men were skinny and had wild looks, but when they saw Liu Yizhen leading the horse, the expressions on their faces became honest and timid.

The women hid behind the men, feeling a mixture of gloating, fear and sympathy.

Zhao Fusheng was somewhat confused by all this.

She knew she was in a nightmare, but it was all too real.

Evil ghosts have no emotions and will not lie or cheat. The existence of Luo Liu and Sun Sanniang is real, and the existence of Lijiaao is naturally true as well.

Judging from the familiarity with which these two people entered the village, they must have come to Lijiaao frequently.

Since Sun and Luo had entered a ghost dream, they were most likely dead in reality. So what was the current situation of Lijiaao, who often dealt with them?

Zhao Fusheng was thinking about something when Liu Fasao came back.

Following behind her was an old woman who looked to be in her sixties or seventies.

The woman was very short and thin, almost the same height as Luo Liu, with a slightly bent back, skinny cheeks with no flesh to hold them, and a gloomy look in her eyes.

When she looked at Sun Sanniang, her eyes lit up, and then she turned her gaze to Zhao Fusheng.

Then the old woman's expression became somewhat intriguing.

She stared at Zhao Fusheng from head to toe with an almost critical and strict gaze, then looked at Kuai Manzhou standing beside her, and then showed a look of satisfaction.

"Cough." Sun Sanniang stretched out her hand to pinch her neck and coughed lightly.

The old woman came to her senses when she heard her cough. Her eyes fell on Liu Yizhen who was leading the horse. She was frightened by the coffin on the horse's back. She immediately restrained her revealing look and became a little honest.

After that, she saw Meng Po and Zhang Chuanshi again and hesitated:
"Third Madam, I haven't seen you for a long time. Could these people be your relatives?"

"Hahaha."

Sun Sanniang laughed a few times when she heard this:
"How can you be considered my relative? You are not my relative. You are a noble person I met on the road. I came to see you——"

Sun Sanniang's words were beyond the old woman's expectations. She was stunned:
"Looking for me?"

Sun Sanniang nodded:

"I'm looking for your daughter-in-law."

When she heard that they were looking for Yang Guiying, the old woman's face immediately fell, and her expression became somewhat ferocious and hideous:
"So he is from the Yang family."

She was disgusted:
"A hen that doesn't lay eggs, but people come to my house all day long..."

The old woman was cursing, and Sun Sanniang quickly stopped her:
"Don't talk nonsense. These are the elders from the county. They are here to look for your daughter-in-law for other things."

After she finished speaking, she turned back and whispered in Zhao Fusheng's ear:

"Sir, this is Li Youlu's mother. She was a capable person in her early years. She could deliver babies and act as a matchmaker. Many people recognized her as their godmother after they got married. People in the surrounding area call her Li Godmother."

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the old woman.

When she came, she knew that Yang Guiying's mother-in-law was vicious, and her bad reputation had spread to Liutu Village, but hearing about it was not as good as meeting her in person - this old woman revealed a fierceness from her face to her eyes.

From the expressions and tones of Li Ganniang's voice when she mentioned the Yang family, one can imagine what kind of life Yang Guiying had been living here. No wonder the Yang family was particularly angry the day before the incident, and were determined to vent their anger for their daughter.

"Sir? What sir?" Li Ganniang was stunned when she heard what Sun Sanniang said.

Sun Sanniang said:
"Talking as we walk."

After she finished speaking, she called for everyone to go to Li Ganniang.

Li Ganniang was indeed an old acquaintance of hers. After hearing this, she hesitated for a moment and turned around to lead the way.

Although the other villagers were curious, they were particularly afraid of Sun Sanniang and Luo Liu, so they did not follow. After they left, they all went home and closed the door.

Sun Sanniang then said:
"These people are all from the county government." When she mentioned Zhao Fusheng's identity, Li Gan Niang was shocked:
"Sanniang, are you crazy? How dare you provoke——"

Before she could finish her words, Sun Sanniang glared at her coldly. She immediately shrank her shoulders, as if Sun Sanniang's influence was too great in her heart, and she dared not say anything more.

"Something happened to your in-laws. They were killed by bandits last night. Someone in the village reported the case to you, so these adults came to look for your daughter-in-law." She pursed her lips.
"Here, the bodies have been brought in coffins."

"What?" Upon hearing this, Li Ganniang's face changed again.

When she saw the black coffin, she was just afraid instinctively. Now that she knew that the coffin contained the "corpse of her relative", she felt it was unlucky. Just as she was about to speak, Sun Sanniang said:

"Let us go in and sit for a while, rest our feet, and boil some water to wash our faces. After Master passes on the news, I will take Master to the market behind."

Sun Sanniang's words froze Li Ganniang's expression. She looked at her in disbelief, but under her warning smile, she nodded and responded:
"Yes, those adults please follow me, my daughter-in-law is at home."

Zhao Fusheng asked casually:

"I heard that she is pregnant recently?"

"It's miscarriage!" When Li Gan Niang heard about Yang Guiying's pregnancy, she couldn't hold it anymore. The forced smile on her face collapsed and she said with an unpleasant expression:
"Useless thing, you've been married for many years, and you only gave birth to a girl."

Meng Po frowned when she heard this.

Li Ganniang cursed:

"It's true that poor land can't grow good rice. That damn woman only knows how to eat all day. She's useless and can't give birth again. Sell her to the village behind—"

Liu Yizhen couldn't listen any longer:

"She is your daughter-in-law after all. She had a miscarriage and now this has happened. Why are you scolding her like this?"

Li Ganniang rolled her eyes in surprise:
"What does it have to do with you? She's having an affair with you, why are you so anxious to tell her about it?"

"You--" Liu Yizhen had a good temper, but he couldn't help but get angry when he heard this.

Seeing that he clenched his fist and was so strong, Li Ganniang was a little scared at first, then she pushed her face in front of him:
"Why don't you try to touch me?"

After saying this, he pretended to tear his clothes and was about to yell like crazy:

"You are being a hooligan——"

"Okay, godmother." Luo Liu, who was carrying a load on his shoulders, saw this and hurriedly stopped them:

"My Lord has important things to do, so he has no time to bother with you." He warned:
"Don't mess around and delay things. I won't forgive you then."

When Luo Liu said this, his expression was somewhat gloomy.

Li Ganniang, who was about to tear off her clothes, felt a little scared when she heard what he said. She loosened her hands on the collar reluctantly, then snorted and led the way forward with a sullen face.

A few people walked around the courtyard, climbed a few steps, and entered an alley, where they saw a row of dilapidated houses.

Li Ganniang shouted inside:
"Guiying, someone has died in your house, and someone is looking for you!"

This old woman's words are really rude.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, already having a plan in mind.