I become a god in another world

Chapter 361 Bloody Letter
Chapter 361

Zhao Fusheng asked tentatively:
"Have you heard the exact news that your daughter is in Wan'an County, Xuzhou?"

Po Meng nodded.

She was lost in her memories and didn't speak for a long time. Her face sometimes showed tenderness and sometimes sadness.

After a while, she forced her mind out of her memories and looked at Zhao Fusheng:

"Do you believe me, sir?"

When she said this, there was some trepidation on her face.

Zhao Fusheng nodded firmly:

"I believe!"

Her expression made Meng Po stunned for a moment, and then her expression became complicated:

"I haven't even said anything yet, but you already believe me?" After saying this, tears started to flow down her cheeks:

"When I told this story, no one believed me and thought I was crazy."

People in her husband's family even advised her: Shen Yishu was born weak and some people had predicted that she would not live past the age of 18. Meng Po was simply fighting against God for her life and raised her daughter very carefully all the way. Now that she is missing, they all think that the daughter of the Shen family is not meant to be with them. They even advised her and her husband that they were still young and should just have two more children as soon as possible.

"If that incident hadn't happened later, perhaps my life would be completely different from what it is now—"

Meng Po's voice became softer, she sighed softly, and held back her sobs.

When she raised her head again, she had wiped away all the tears on her face and said to Zhao Fusheng:

"Your Excellency is so sincere to me, I dare not hide anything from you. Didn't I mention that our whole family was looking for my daughter during the two years she disappeared?" After seeing Zhao Fusheng nod, she smiled bitterly:
"But nothing came of it. As time went on, people lost interest in finding someone."

"This kind of world——"

She sighed faintly:
"If a man can't survive, let alone a girl who is kept in the boudoir."

Everyone had the worst guess.

Meng Po also gave up at that time.

"But one night, I suddenly received a letter from home."

When she said this, a very strange expression appeared on her face.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know why, but goose bumps suddenly appeared on his arms.

Before she could even react, she instinctively wanted to summon the beggar ghost and activate the power of the evil ghost.

But the beggar ghost's power did not move at all, as if it was suppressed by some strange, unknown and terrible force, so that it was in a state of absolute sleep just by hearing Meng Po's words.

"A letter from home?!"

Zhao Fusheng realized belatedly that the beggar must be "scared".

Just as the ghost driven by Zheng He that spit out the life-saving money was afraid of her, the beggar ghost she drove at this time fell into a deep sleep when he heard Meng Po's words.

Ghosts have no memory or thoughts, and do not know fear, joy or anger. It is better to say that they are completely suppressed than to say that they are afraid.

What kind of letter did Meng Po receive? She could suppress ghosts just by talking - the most important thing was that the beggar ghost had reached the level of disaster after the anti-bandit campaign in Huanggang Village.

When Zhao Fusheng was guessing in his heart, Meng Po responded:
"Ah."

She said:
"That night, I was half asleep, and somehow I felt like someone handed me a letter. When I woke up, I saw a letter next to my pillow."

Meng Po was very surprised at that time.

Her husband was sleeping soundly beside her. His temples were gray, and after a busy day, he did not wake up because of her movements.

He had no idea that someone had come in at night or delivered a letter, nor did he know that his wife had sat up at this time.

"I didn't light a lamp. The moonlight was particularly bright that night, and it shone in through the window."

She looked calm and spoke in a calm tone as she recalled the scene, but the incident alone exuded a sense of weirdness.

"I saw the letter. There was no signature on it. The envelope was black—"

Meng Po said this and suddenly shook her head:

"No, it's not black. It should be red. It's blood. Blood that hardens after drying."

Zhao Fusheng's throat tightened and that creepy feeling came back.

She rubbed the goose bumps on her arms, and the rubbing of her clothes against the goose bumps made a slight sound.

Kuai Manzhou's eyes were alert, and he kept turning his head to look around like a cat with its fur standing on end, breathing heavily and anxiously from his nose.

"That's a letter from home, sir. The sender is my daughter."

Zhao Fusheng's throat tightened up. She had already felt the inexplicable sense of being intimidated by the evil spirit. She endured the dryness in her throat and asked:
"What was written in the letter?"

"The letter is stained with blood, I can't see clearly." To Zhao Fusheng's surprise, Meng Po suddenly shook her head and said this.

“……” Zhao Fusheng was stunned.

She originally thought that since Meng Po dared to abandon her husband's family and travel far away, to live alone in another unfamiliar state in such a world, it must be because she had obtained some clues that year.

This clue was related to her daughter's disappearance, and she was very sure of it, so she went forward courageously.

But when I talked to her at this time, she actually said that she received a strange letter in the middle of the night, and she couldn't read a single word in the letter clearly.

“I know this is ridiculous.”

Meng Po smiled bitterly:
“When I said it, no one believed me.”

This was also the reason why she asked Zhao Fusheng whether he believed her at the beginning.

Having said this, she looked at Zhao Fusheng again:

"Do you still believe me now, sir?"

"letter!"

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

This time Meng Po was completely stunned:
"My Lord, do you still believe me?"

"Yes." Zhao Fusheng replied.

Seeing that Meng Po seemed to be moved, she couldn't help but say seriously:

"I'm not acting on impulse, but I really believe you, because when you mentioned receiving a bloody letter in the middle of the night, I felt something was wrong."

After saying that, she turned to look at the little girl:
"Man Zhou also felt something was wrong, right?"

The child was still young and couldn't explain it clearly. When he heard her ask, he just nodded.

"My beggar spirit was suppressed by your words. I sensed the danger." Zhao Fusheng simply explained it clearly.

Meng Po's lips began to tremble, and tears welled up in her eyes again:

"Since your Excellency said so, it must be true. I am not dreaming, nor am I hysterical—"

She lowered her head and silently shed tears for a while. It took her a while to calm down and then she continued:

"I didn't read the letter clearly that night. When I got it in my hand, I seemed to see the blood on the letter revived and flowing—"

That feeling was very strange. But Meng Po didn't feel scared at the time, because she smelled the scent of her daughter from the letter.

"The smell of blood is very faint, but it tastes like candy."

"Medicinal candy." She emphasized:

"My daughter is weak and has been taking medicine as food since she was young. I am afraid that it will be bitter for her, so I often find different prescriptions to boil medicine into sugar to relieve her bitterness."

That kind of medicinal candy has a unique smell. She has been boiling it for years and you can smell it just by smelling it.

"I was holding the letter in my hand and it turned into blood. It flowed all over my hands and body. I don't know why, but I fell asleep in a daze."

I slept the most soundly than ever before, and when I woke up it was already dawn.

Her husband was also at home that day. As soon as she got up, an idea came to her mind: go to Wan'an County, Xuzhou.

"I haven't traveled far in my life." She sighed, "I know all the nine provinces in the world, and I know there is a place like Xuzhou, but I didn't know Wan'an County before."

She paused for a moment, then continued:

"I thought my daughter told me this in a letter, but strangely enough, when I looked for the letter after I woke up, it was gone."

There was no blood on the bed or pillow, and when she told her husband that someone delivered a letter at night, her husband just thought that she was going crazy because she was thinking about it during the day and dreaming about it at night.

"At midnight, my servants said that no one had entered the house. My door was locked from the inside and no one had opened it. No one had come to deliver the letter."

The most important thing is that the letter is gone and no one is willing to believe her words.

Afterwards, she thought of Wan'an County, Xuzhou, and she wanted to come to Xuzhou.

As soon as this idea came out, it was naturally blocked by my family.

Tongzhou and Xuzhou are far apart, one in the south and the other in the north. In addition, the road conditions are poor, and bandits are frequent. Even wealthy families have to hire people to travel, and there is no guarantee that they can reach their destination safely, let alone her, a woman and a child?
I simply don’t know how high the sky is!
The family members sneered at her, but Meng Po thought about it and finally decided to go on alone.

"Before I set out on this journey, I only knew Xuzhou and had no idea about Wan'an County. I had to ask for directions along the way."

The money I brought with me was gone soon. I encountered bandits, was kidnapped, and had to beg for food when I was penniless. I suffered from hunger and cold.

"You could say that during those first two years out of the house, I suffered the most hardships I had ever experienced in my life." But miraculously, she did not die.

She had no fixed place to live, and in the winter she saw homeless victims frozen to death on the roadside many times, but Meng Po managed to endure.

"I thought that God would not let me die, it must be because my daughter is still waiting for me." She gradually survived, and later inquired her way into Xuzhou, and arrived at Shangyang County, where she tried every means to find a job as a substitute for others.

"Because of the tight schedule of working for others, I couldn't spare time to look after my daughter. Later, I saved up some money and quit my job. I bought pots and pans, saved money and set up a small stall to sell cheap soups."

She can cook and make soup, which she learned from taking care of her daughter.

The soup was cheap and she was not in the mood for money, as long as she could fill her stomach. If she met someone who had traveled far and wide and had no money, she would tell her about what was happening outside.

It would be even better if there was someone in Shangyang County who knew about Wan'an County. She would sometimes ask about it.

But the world is so big, it is not so easy to find out.

As luck would have it, she met a man from Wan'an County that year, who inadvertently revealed a piece of information to her: There was a beggar's alley in Wan'an County, where many people from all walks of life gathered. Some kidnappers and beggars would bring the kidnapped children and wives there, and then buy them from big customers from all over the place.

"Wan'an County actually exists!"

Meng Po covered her face and sighed:
"You know, sir, at that moment, the heavy stone in my heart finally fell to the ground."

After knowing that there was indeed a Wan'an County in Xuzhou, Meng Po decided to go to Wan'an County.

Since there was a beggar's alley in Wan'an County where kidnappers gathered, she decided to inquire about her daughter's whereabouts there.

More than 30 years passed from the time Shen Yishu disappeared to the time Meng Po settled in front of the Begging Alley in Wan'an County.

She only mentioned it in a few short sentences, but during these decades, she gave up her comfortable life, abandoned her husband and family, wandered around, lived in loneliness and harsh environment, and no one knew how much hardship she endured or how she managed to survive.

As Zhao Fusheng was sighing in his heart, Meng Po said again:
"To be honest, as I grew older, I encountered a strange thing while searching for my daughter."

"What's so strange?" Zhao Fusheng suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and asked.

Meng Po said:

"When I received that bloody letter from home, the blood on the letter had revived, so I couldn't read any of the words, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Fusheng nodded, and then his mind moved:
"Could it be that behind you——"

"good."

Meng Po regained her usual kind expression and replied with a smile:

"That letter seemed to have taken root in my mind and body, and I was able to remember the contents of the letter gradually."

"The letter was indeed written by my daughter, but the content of her letter was——"

Zhao Fusheng saw that she paused in the middle of her words, with a confused look on her face, and asked in a gentle voice:

"Is there something wrong with the content of the letter?"

"It is a bit strange." Meng Po replied.

Zhao Fusheng asked again:
"Could it not be your daughter who wrote it?"

Meng Po shook her head:

"No, it was written by my daughter, but the content is so strange, it seems that her letter is made up of two letters."

She thought for a while and said:
"Your Excellency is a smart man. Let me tell you. Please help me analyze it."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"Okay, tell me what you think."

Meng Po calmed down and said:
"My daughter said in the first half of the letter that she was abducted and taken to Wan'an County, but she met a good man who saved her life. They fell in love and she wanted to marry him."

Zhao Fusheng was stunned when she heard this - she had never expected that this blood-stained letter from home would reveal such outrageous news.

"Written by Wu Laocai?"

She asked this question instinctively. After she asked, Meng Po didn't say anything, and Zhao Fusheng even wanted to laugh.

"What's written in the second half?"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished asking, Meng Po said sternly:

"Ask me for help, let me save her life."

She finished speaking, a look of fatigue on her face.

"In recent years, I often have a dream in which my daughter appears in front of me in a bright red wedding dress—" she said at the end, her tone a little hesitant.

This subtle change in emotion was immediately caught by Zhao Fusheng.

"Has there been any changes in the scene in your dream?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Meng Po sighed:

"Your Excellency is indeed wise. You have already guessed everything before I even mentioned it."

She paused for a moment, then said:

"In my dream, Yishu only appeared and stood there far away. But ever since I heard the adults mention the Huanggang Village ghost case to me and I joined the Demon Suppression Division, I felt that she was slowly walking towards me."

The image of Shen Yishu wearing a wedding dress in the dream became clearer and clearer.