I become a god in another world

Chapter 362: Entrustment
Chapter 362

Shen Yishu, who was wearing a red wedding dress, was far away at first, so Meng Po couldn't see her face clearly, she could only vaguely see that she was wearing red.

But when the blood moon rose into the sky that day, she saw Shen Yishu's appearance clearly for the first time, and she often dreamed about him since then.

"During the Shilipo ghost case yesterday, when I was trapped in Qiao Yuesheng's dream, I saw her getting closer and closer, as if she was calling me."

Meng Po’s words made Zhao Fusheng shudder.

The change in her dream is not a good sign!

The image of Shen Yishu in the dream mentioned by Meng Po coincides with the image of the bride who jumped into the well and died after being forced to marry by Wu Laocai in the Red Shoes Ghost Case.

But there are still many strange things about this matter.

First was the letter Meng Po received in the middle of the night.

Not to mention the inconsistencies in the content of the letter, even the way it was delivered was bizarre.

The blood-stained letter was delivered in the middle of the night. When I received it, it was soaked with blood, and when I woke up, there was no trace of the letter. It was like I had a strange dream.

The strangest thing is that Meng Po couldn't see the contents of the letter clearly when she received it, but as time passed, she gradually "read" this bloody letter.

Along with the bloody letter from home, the image of her daughter also appeared in her dream. According to her, if the evil ghost in the Red Shoes Ghost Case was related to her daughter, the Shen Yishu in a red robe that Meng Po saw should be her appearance before she died.

……

Zhao Fusheng was thinking about something when he suddenly heard Meng Po's cry:

"My lord? My lord?"

Zhao Fusheng woke up suddenly, raised his head and looked at her sideways:
"Hmm? Hmm, what's wrong?"

Meng Po held the hem of her apron with both hands, her eyes filled with eagerness:

"What have you thought of, sir?"

"I do have some ideas." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

This matter was originally related to Meng Po and was also related to a ghost case, so Zhao Fusheng simply spoke out the doubts in his mind:
"First of all, I am wondering whether the evil spirit in the Red Shoes Ghost Case is your daughter."

When she said this, Meng Po was shocked:
"Do you think the woman whom Wu Laocai of Huanggang Village forcibly married 43 years ago was not my daughter?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and said:

"Originally I thought there was a connection." She emphasized the word 'originally', which immediately made Meng Po a little at a loss.

"But you mentioned several key points today, which made me overturn my original guess."

She analyzed:
"First is the blood letter you received." Zhao Fusheng paused, then continued:

“Is the blood letter a real letter, or a very ominous thing?”

This is a very important point.

When Meng Po heard this, she was stunned.

She was a woman of insight and courage, otherwise she would never have dared to run away from home alone because of this letter.

At this moment, he heard the hidden meaning of Zhao Fusheng's words and could not help but said in a daze:
"Your Excellency means, was my daughter dead or alive at that time?"

Very evil things are usually born with ghosts.

If what Meng Po received at that time was a ghost letter, then there is no doubt that the owner of the letter was a resurrected evil ghost from the dead.

On the contrary, if what Meng Po received was a genuine letter asking for help, then Shen Yishu was still alive at that time.

When she said this, Meng Po shuddered.

She might have a vague idea of ​​many things in her mind, but she was just deceiving herself.

Now that Zhao Fusheng has brought up the topic, he can no longer play deaf and dumb.

43 years ago, when Meng Po received her daughter's blood letter asking for help, her daughter had already died, and what she received was a very ominous letter.

This can also explain why she received the letter in the middle of the night, when her family was completely unaware, the house was not opened, and the letter mysteriously disappeared, but after many years she was gradually able to "see clearly" the contents of the letter.

"There is one more thing. When you mentioned the blood letter, why did I say I believed you? Besides because I trust your character and personality, and I feel the deterrent power of the word 'letter'," Zhao Fusheng said here, paused for a moment, and then looked at Meng Po:
"And there's the scene in the Shilipu ghost dream, which I mentioned."

Meng Po sighed softly and nodded.

"The adults mentioned that in the ghost dream of the deserted village clan school, the ghost of Qiao Yuesheng appeared and chopped at the blood moon with a knife."

At this point, Meng Po no longer concealed the truth:

"At that time, the adults said that before the ghost dream was reset, they saw a piece of 'red gauze' with words on it blocking the ghost sword."

Zhao Fusheng said:
"Is this the letter from your daughter?"

Meng Po smiled bitterly:
"Maybe so."

In fact, she was also very flustered when she heard what Zhao Fusheng said.

The matter of this letter has been hidden in her heart for decades. No one believed it when she first told it, and now Meng Po is unwilling to tell anyone about it.

"In the past 43 years, I have often asked myself whether the letter I received in the middle of the night was real or fake."

After saying this, Meng Po fell into long contemplation again.

Zhao Fusheng did not urge her. After a long while, Meng Po came to her senses and laughed apologetically:
"I was distracted. As I get older, my mind is not always focused—"

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

She understood Meng Po's inner struggle.

Meng Po was not really distracted by her old age as she said, but she had complicated feelings about the letter she received from home.

Closer to home.

Meng Po suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind:
"The letter I received from home may be a very ominous thing, which also means that my daughter was killed 43 years ago."

As she said this, she clenched her fists and pressed them hard on her knees to suppress the complex feelings in her heart:

"What did you mean by overturning the original guess?"

"Since the blood letter is a very evil thing, how did it get into your hands?" Zhao Fusheng's question stumped Meng Po.

"Yes, who sent me the letter?" she murmured:

"People can use post stations and caravans to send letters to others, but who can ghosts send letters to?"

"Is it possible that the evil ghost sent it himself?" Zhao Fusheng suddenly said something shocking, and his words startled Meng Po so much that she stood up.

"A ghost delivering a letter?" Meng Po asked in surprise.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"What if the evil spirit, after reviving, marks people by sending letters?"

She knew that Shen Yishu was Meng Po's weak spot, so she deliberately avoided mentioning her name. Meng Po immediately understood what she meant:
"Your Excellency is saying that after my daughter's evil spirit was resurrected, she sent me this contradictory letter?"

"It's possible." Zhao Fusheng said:
"We have also handled many ghost cases. You have also experienced the Shilipo case. You should understand that the killing rules of evil spirits are closely related to their experiences and obsessions in their previous lives."

Meng Po was in a state of confusion at this time, but she nodded after hearing what she said. Assuming that Shen Yishu was in despair before her death, and her heart was obsessed with asking her mother for help, then this obsession would form a law unique to this ghost once the evil spirit revived after her death.

Once an evil ghost appears, it will follow its wishes during its lifetime and act according to this law.

Shen Yishu missed her mother during her lifetime and must have written a letter, but for some reason she never sent it. It was not until after her death that she herself delivered the letter to her mother.

After Meng Po received the letter, by coincidence, the letter became one with her.

Influenced by the great evil creature, Meng Po became a special being who could control the "evil creature" - this made her neither a ghost controller nor a ghost controller.

But because this evil creature had already combined with her, others could not see any clues.

After Zhao Fusheng's analysis, the situation became much clearer.

"My guess may not be completely accurate, but if it is true, then the red shoe ghost case in Huanggang Village may not be your daughter." Zhao Fusheng said seriously:
"People can deceive people, but ghosts cannot deceive people."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Meng Po:
"As far as I know, the laws of evil spirits are unlikely to change significantly in a short period of time. The same incident happened 43 years ago. One was about sending a ghost letter, and the other was about killing someone with red shoes. The two are completely different."

When Meng Po heard this, she finally understood what she meant:
"In other words, the two are completely unrelated and the clue is broken."

"Do not."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"On the contrary, I now think that the Red Shoes Ghost Case is very likely related to your daughter's case." She smiled, "I said that ghosts cannot deceive people, but people can deceive others."

The Red Shoes Ghost Case and the appearance of Shen Yishu occurred at a similar time. The two were of similar age and had the same shoe size. It is very likely that they both died wearing wedding clothes.

“These commonalities are not coincidental.”

She said:

"Once the two are involved, then if we follow the red shoe case, your daughter's affair will eventually come to light."

Meng Po was a little discouraged at first, but after hearing what she said, her eyes lit up again.

"Yeah!" She nodded.

Zhao Fusheng said again:
"Besides, the above situations are just my guesses, and may not be accurate." She sighed:

"The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. When it comes to ghost cases, we don't know much."

Perhaps the rules of evil spirits will change under certain circumstances, or evil spirits may not have only one rule for killing people - "That day, Er Fan and his men swore that ghosts would never appear in pairs. Later, my parents' evil spirits revived at the same time, making it a double ghost case, breaking the previous record of the Demon Suppression Division."

"In any case, the Red Shoes Case must be investigated. This trip to Changping County happens to take us to Jin County. When we get off the boat, we can ask about the whereabouts of Wu Laocai's family. We will know what happened once we ask."

Zhao Fusheng's words calmed Meng Po down immediately.

She always has a power that calms people down. It seems that no matter how difficult the case or the incident is, when it falls into her hands, after her calm analysis, it always gives people hope that it will be solved sooner or later.

"I will listen to you, adults." Meng Po said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"These are secondary. On the contrary, the ghost dream you mentioned makes me a little worried—"

No matter she mentioned the Red Shoes Ghost Case or when Meng Po was sent a bloody letter by an evil ghost, she had always been calm and composed, and her tone was relaxed. But when she mentioned Meng Po's ghost dream this time, her tone couldn't help but be tainted with a hint of sadness.

"You are seeing more and more clearly, and your daughter's image is getting clearer and clearer, and getting closer to you. This is not a good thing—"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Meng Po laughed:
"I know."

She lowered her head and smiled, her expression gentle:

"Maybe when I finish reading the letter and my daughter comes to me, that will be the end of me."

Meng Po's expression was gentle. She stretched out her hand to straighten the apron that had been messed up by her fist, and said softly:
"To be honest with you, sir, I've long been tired of living this life, but I can't die, and I'm not willing to die. If I hadn't met you, sir—"

She pursed her lips and smiled, saying:
"My only wish now is to find out what happened to my daughter back then. It would be best if I could avenge her. If I really can't figure it out, I'll just leave it to fate."

Everyone is destined to die. By the time you reach an age like Meng Po, you have already understood the meaning of life and death.

"If it was before, I would still be a little unwilling to say that I was dead, but now that I have met you, if I died, would you continue to investigate this ghost case?"

She looked at Zhao Fusheng with a smile on her lips and tears in her eyes, placing all her expectations and trust in him.

This trust is too heavy and too precious, and it contains Meng Po's lifelong hope.

Zhao Fusheng looked into her eyes and finally nodded.

She promised:
"I will."

"it is good."

Meng Po put down the heavy stone in her heart, suppressed the tears in her eyes, and nodded:

"Then I'll go prepare some ingredients. This time, I'm going to make some medicinal candies for Man Zhou, and try to make a few more soups for Xiao Zhang to see if drinking some will help him regain his popularity—"

"You go and get busy." Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and responded.

The two of them exchanged silent glances, trusted each other silently, and understood each other's thoughts. There was no need to say many things anymore.

Meng Po got up and went out.

After she left, Kuai Manzhou suddenly reached out and hugged Zhao Fusheng.

"Fusheng, are you tired?" the little girl suddenly asked.

Zhao Fusheng retracted his gaze and looked at her with a smile:

"I didn't do anything, why should I be tired?"

"You meddle in everyone's business." The child complained.

Zhao Fusheng laughed out loud and rubbed the child's head.

……

In the next few days, Meng Po often took money to buy medicinal herbs, malt and other things. Except for sleeping in the house, she stayed in the kitchen most of the time and rarely came out.

All kinds of terrible smells came from the kitchen, sometimes mixed with some sweet smells, and occasionally she would bring out a bowl of dark and thick soup for Zhang Chuanshi to drink.

In this situation, Zhong Yao and the other two felt panicked and confused.

Xia Misheng often hid in the corner of the house and watched this absurd yet harmonious scene. Seeing the people in the Demon Suppression Division taking their time, he asked Yu Ping with a puzzled look on his face:

"Second brother, what do you think is going on? Didn't Lady Zhao say that she would go to Changping County at Ding Datong's call?"

It's been two or three days. Are you still going to leave?

"It would take at least five or six days to get to Changping County even if we rode as fast as we could. It's already the 27th, and Ding Datong gave us a deadline of early December."

Even if they cannot complete the mission they were recruited for, the three of them should find a way to get back.

But Zhao Fusheng agreed to go with them, but he was not prepared for the trip.

Some of these people cooked, some took medicine, Zhao Fusheng hid in his room every day, and Liu Yizhen also carried a coffin on his back all the time.

"What's the point of going out?"

Not only Xia Misheng had such doubts, Yu Ping also had them.