I become a god in another world

Chapter 336: Conquering the Opera Troupe
Chapter 336

The situation was under control, and Zhao Fusheng's tense nerves immediately relaxed a lot:
"I'm going to the stage to collect the ghost troupe. Yizhen, you stay here and guard the ghost coffin. We'll take it away later."

Liu Yizhen was startled, and then a complicated expression appeared on his face.

He was a smart man and had a rough idea of ​​the situation at the moment.

Zhao Fusheng was a sharp and cautious person. She had probably already planned for this moment as early as when she arrived at Shilipu.

She used the knife to chop off the ghost horse's head, and used the horse's head to piece together the headless ghost, and then used the power of the headless ghost to restrain Qiao Yuesheng.

From the fact that she could summon the horse-faced headless ghost with ease, Liu Yizhen guessed that she should have already controlled the headless ghost.

The disaster caused by the ghost, which had once forced Liu Huacheng to take off his armor and return home, suppressed him with the Liu family's luck for half his life, and ultimately led to the disintegration of the Liu family, was finally completely resolved.

The birthday banquet at the Liu clan ancestral hall forty years ago was the beginning of the revival of this ghost. Forty years later, a young girl used the power of the ghost car to go back to forty years ago and completely subdued this terrible ghost at this special time.

Liu Yi really didn't know how Zhao Fusheng did it, but she solved the hidden danger of the Liu family, relieved him of his psychological burden, and made him no longer trapped by this "curse". This was a great favor to him!
If Liu Huacheng's misfortune can be resolved in the future, he will have no regrets in his life.

Zhao Fusheng's intelligence, alertness, complexity of scheming, and careful planning are the only ones Liu Yizhen has ever seen in his life. Most importantly, she values ​​her promises, and she can control many big ghosts without losing control and still retains her humanity.

She asked me to stay and guard the ghost coffin, probably because she wanted to take advantage of the time to wrap up the ghost case to have a brief reunion with Liu Huacheng.

This is a hint of tenderness hidden beneath her usual tough stance.

"Okay." Liu Yizhen nodded with a gentle look and reminded her:
"Be careful too."

"It's not a big problem." Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath and shouted:
"Man Zhou, Meng Po, you guys come with me too."

As soon as she finished speaking, Kuai Manzhou and Meng Po followed her.

Zhang Chuanshi, who had been in a daze since the moment he saw Zhang Xiongwu forty years ago, shuddered when he heard Zhao Fusheng calling for others, and finally came to his senses:
"My Lord, I, I——"

He was a little at a loss, with a look of indecision on his face.

Zhang Xiongwu, who was next to Liu Huacheng, was looking at him with a dark and unclear look in his eyes.

The ghost messenger Horse-Faced Guard stood behind Zhao Fusheng. When Zhao Fusheng heard Zhang Chuansheng talking, he turned his head.

Their eyes met, and Zhang Chuanshi suddenly felt uneasy for some reason. He didn't dare to look her in the eye and lowered his head.

"Where do you want to go?" Zhao Fusheng asked meaningfully.

"I, I don't know-"

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes showed confusion and he shook his head:
"I am from the Demon Suppression Department. I should follow you, my Lord, but—"

When he said this, he turned to look at Zhang Xiongwu with a complicated expression.

Zhao Fusheng sighed silently.

She had a lot of things to do at the moment and it was not suitable for her to take time out to deal with other people's family conflicts.

Zhang Chuanshi is an old man, but he still acts in a clumsy way...

"You stay here too, and help Yizhen guard the coffin. After we're done here, we'll leave." Zhao Fusheng shook his head and made the decision for him in a firm tone.

Zhang Chuanshi was obviously relieved by her arrangement.

He couldn't help but look at Zhao Fusheng, but saw that Zhao Fusheng was also looking at him.

She was not very old, but her eyes were as sharp as torches, as if she could see through the obstacles in his heart and understand what he was thinking.

Zhang Chuanshi lowered his eyelids in shame and fear, and responded in a low voice:
"Yes……"

His tears were about to flow.

That year, the great man in his heart chose to cure the ghost over him, and left him without looking back. From then on, they became estranged and no longer had a close relationship.

Since then, Zhang Chuanshi has lacked a sense of belonging.

He has no home and no relatives. Although he always hangs around Wan'an County, he feels out of place in this county.

He did not marry or have children because during his adulthood, he did not receive any education from his father on how to be a father and a son - he was afraid to raise children.

Later, he opened a coffin shop outside the Demon Suppression Division under the order of "Paper Man Zhang", and he ran the shop for many years.

Watching the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau coming and going, as soon as someone dies, a new one comes.

He dealt with people with laughter, anger and scolding, and watched coldly as lives were lost one after another, and gradually he developed a heart of iron.

There is no good ending when dealing with ghosts, and no one can maintain their humanity in the end.

He can't, and neither can any of the ghost handlers in the Demon Suppression Department.

……

This stereotype was finally broken when Zhao Fusheng appeared.

At this moment, when he saw Zhang Xiongwu from forty years ago, astonishment, disbelief and all the fears left over from his youth surged into his heart at the same time.

Out of blood relationship, he couldn't help but want to get close to him, but because of his childhood experiences, he felt an instinctive fear of this person.

When he was in conflict, Zhao Fusheng seemed to see through his inner struggle and made the decision for him.

Her words revealed her decision to take Zhang Chuansheng away, which greatly made up for his fear of being abandoned in his youth.

"Thank you, sir..."

Zhang Chuanshi put away the playful expression on his face that was always there, and said something seriously.

"Don't run around, I can't find you."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

Zhang Chuanshi had tears in his eyes, but he made a sound:
"I will never run around. I will stay here with Yizhen."

Zhao Fusheng nodded slightly, without saying anything more to him, but turned and walked towards the stage.

She still has a lot to do.

The well-arranged stage was almost replaced by a ghost temple.

The crisis brought by Qiao Yuesheng's resurgence has not been completely resolved. The rank of Horse-Faced Devil is the same as it. Although they are both the same ghosts and gods, one has not received incense, while the other has been worshipped by the world during his lifetime. There is still some difference.

Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng pieced together the ghost corpse of Horse-Faced Demon, narrowing the power gap between the two. However, if he wants to use Horse-Faced Demon to decompose Qiao Yuesheng, he must make Horse-Faced Demon worshipped by the people in the future, and at the same time find the murderous knife that accompanies it, and piece it together completely.

This is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Summoning the Horse-Faced Guard and driving it to do things at the same time requires a lot of merit points...

Although Zhao Fusheng received some rewards for subduing the Horse-Faced Demon, these merit points still had great use for her and could not be squandered at this time.

She had other plans for Qiao Yuesheng!
After the Ghost Messenger and Horse-Faced Demon were deified, his appearance was completely different from his previous headless period when he was suppressed by the ghost coffin.

As the Horse-Faced Guard approached, Qiao Yuesheng's temple began to crumble, the incense sticks broke, and the broken incense mixed with the green air that had not yet been completely extinguished fell into the incense burner.

There were also criss-crossing cracks on the surface of the incense burner, which was now difficult to repair.

The shrine in the wild temple was broken, and the bloodstains on the statue were dim.

The ghost stepped forward and headed straight for the temple shrine. It lacked a handy ghost knife, but it still had special rules for killing ghosts.

There were also two ghost finger marks on the broken neck of the clay statue. Unfortunately, Qiao Yuesheng had already lost his head, so the Yincha Mamian's attempt to "take the head" failed.

Instead, a tall and majestic strange "tomb" emerged behind the clay statue. Once the "tomb" appeared, the ghost temple that was on the verge of collapse became stable again.

The black scorched earth ground cracked into red cracks, and blood inside was surging like magma.

As the wild temple appeared, the broken incense was rekindled, and the Yinchai, who had been standing upright, had his spine bent by Qiao Yuesheng's strength.

……

The two ghosts each cast their spells and fought with great pleasure, and a temporary balance was achieved.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Fusheng rushed onto the stage.

On the stage, the ghost troupe was now frozen in place due to the impact of two powerful ghosts.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng came on the stage, he originally planned to ask the beggar ghost to come out, but as soon as the evil ghost sensed the appearance of the robbery-level evil ghost, it fell into a deep sleep and could not be summoned out no matter what.

"..." Zhao Fusheng was speechless and shouted:
"Meng Po, Man Zhou, gather all the belongings of these ghost troupes together."

"Sir, are the people in the troupe going to be arrested as well?" Meng Po asked.

"Need not."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

She received a total of 30000 rewards when she deified the Horse-Faced Demon. Although 5200 were deducted, she still has 25202 merit points.

Zhao Fusheng’s consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he summoned the List of Gods again: Open hell!
10000 merit points are deducted.

Hell quickly advanced to the third level.

Tips from Investiture of the Gods: The third layer of hell is opened, where you can capture and imprison evil spirits.

The shadow of hell unfolds silently.

Although only three layers of hell are open now, when the aura spread, the ghost riders in the Liu Clan Ancestral Hall shuddered subconsciously.

The shadow of Qiao Yuesheng's ghost temple swayed, and the "graveyard" formed by the group of ghosts behind it trembled slightly.

The Yincha Mamian raised his head and looked directly in the direction of Zhao Fusheng.

When the troupe's 'people' sensed the breath of hell, their bodies suddenly shrank quickly like deflated balls, and in the blink of an eye they turned into palm-sized paper figures, flying above the stage.

A red mist appeared on Meng Po's body, and a small red moon rose slowly above the stage.

During this trip to Shilipu, Meng Po fought desperately several times and forcibly interrupted Qiao Yuesheng's killing moves at two critical moments, which also exhausted her a lot.

The red moon that reappeared at this time was no longer as high, as evil, or as wide as before.

But for Kuai Manzhou, Hongyue’s help was enough.

Her long hair was flying, and dark ghost lines were escaping from her body, quickly forming a huge ghost net that looked like a spider web, which included everything related to the troupe and swept them into one place.

As the troupe's bags were folded, the paper figures fell down. Zhao Fusheng opened hell and took the ghost troupe and their belongings into hell!
Hell shook violently.

The reminder of the Investiture of the Gods sounded again: The incomplete Yellow Springs Ghost Troupe (disaster level) has been captured. Do you want to suppress it with 500 merit points?
The ghost troupe is not complete!
The hint in the Investiture of the Gods surprised Zhao Fusheng a little, but now was not the time for her to get to the bottom of it.

Yes!
Zhao Fusheng had enough merit at the moment, so he used it without hesitation after hearing this.

500 merit points were wiped out, the backlash of the Ghost Troupe was suppressed by the List of Gods, and they were soon taken into custody by Hell.

There were a few lonely female actors standing on the stage.

Zhao Fusheng immediately understood the reason.

They are different from ghost troupes.

Although Liu Honghong and others nominally belong to the Ghost Troupe, they have formed a close connection with the Ghost Troupe after being taken away by the Ghost Cart more than 50 years ago, and are temporarily unable to return to the incomplete Ghost Troupe - after all, a Ghost Troupe of only disaster level cannot be compared with the disaster level and deified Ghost Cart.

As soon as the ghost troupe was taken to hell, the hint of the List of Gods appeared again.

Congratulations to the host for successfully conquering the Huangquan Ghost Troupe.

When he was alive, the troupe owner thought the name Hongquan Troupe was unlucky, so he changed the name of the troupe to Huangquan Troupe.

When they were alive, they traveled far and wide and became famous throughout the Han Dynasty.

Many people, whether high-ranking officials or poor people, have heard their operas.

They were born in humble circumstances and of low social status, but their character was chaste and no less chaste than that of others.

Fifty-seven years ago, Liu Huacheng, a Beijing official, was investigating a case in the imperial capital when he accidentally heard a play by the Huangquan Opera Troupe. He stopped to watch the play because of the moving voices and graceful movements of the troupe's famous actors.

A short stay brings spiritual satisfaction.

He asked his servant to deliver one or two ounces of silver, but this one or two ounces of silver established a ties between them.

The troupe owed Liu Huacheng a play, and this knot was not resolved until the old troupe leader's death. However, seventeen years after his death, this regret was finally resolved.

One ounce of silver, one promise, one troupe, one confidant, twenty-six lives, willing to die, to resolve cause and effect.

……

The Huangquan Opera Troupe is popular among people when they are alive, and is also favored by ghosts after their death.

When they set up the stage to perform, the evil spirits will surely come to support them and will not leave until the end of the show.

Guest, do you want to listen to an opera?

Congratulations to the host for successfully solving the ghost troupe case and preventing the ghost disaster from spreading in the Liu Clan Ancestral Hall. You will be rewarded with 3000 merit points.

The host saved Liu Huacheng's life, preventing him from being taken away by the ghost troupe, and made him a loyal audience member of the troupe, and was rewarded with 1000 merit points.

Note: The Huangquan Opera Troupe is looking for an audience. Humans have their own ways, ghosts have their own ways, and the plays of the ghost troupe can only be understood by ghosts. Living people should be careful not to enter by mistake, otherwise they will be taken away by the ghost troupe.

Note: The more audiences Huangquan Opera Troupe has, the bigger the troupe will be. When their ghost opera troupe becomes popular, good operas will be performed one after another, and both evil spirits and living people will stop to watch them!

Remind the host to upgrade Hell as soon as possible to the same level as the List of Gods.

Hell is empty, evil spirits are in the world.

Please enthrone the big ghost as a god and send all the ghosts into reincarnation!

……

Zhao Fusheng had no time to count his gains and losses, so he called back the ghost troupe. He then signaled with his eyes to Meng Po and Kuai Manyue to take back the evil ghost power.

The blood moon slowly dissipated, and the ghost net also disappeared from the abandoned stage.

The three of them left the stage, and the Yin Chai Ma Mian was still confronting Qiao Yuesheng on the shrine on the stage.

When Zhao Fusheng returned, Liu Yizhen had finished talking to Liu Huacheng and looked at her:
"What should we do now?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance towards the stage.