I become a god in another world

Chapter 391 Paper Figure Zhang Xian
Chapter 391

Everyone on the deck was in a hysterical frenzy and no one noticed the disappearance of the bloody footprints.

The heavy rain pouring down at this time further interfered with people's cognition and judgment.

Even though Wu Shaochun, Kuai Manzhou and Meng Po were top-level ghost riders, they still suffered from cognitive problems and did not notice this point.

But Zhao Fusheng noticed it.

Her hand stopped the moment it touched the door god, and a feeling of extreme danger instantly descended upon her.

The bloody footprints on the ground mysteriously disappeared - but that didn't mean the evil spirit went away.

Zhao Fusheng recalled the conversation between Lu Zhuer and Meng Po on the day when her situation was exposed. She asked Meng Po whether she recognized the identity of the red shoe ghost.

Meng Po said she couldn’t see clearly at that time.

It’s not that Meng Po couldn’t recognize Shen Yishu’s appearance because it was so long ago, but that the face of the red shoe ghost was blurry.

To the naked eye, the face and figure of the evil ghost seemed to be hidden in a layer of hazy fog. Zhao Fusheng became suspicious at the time. It was not until tonight when the evil ghost's incarnation turned into countless ghost shadows to harm people that she finally realized that the complete body of the red-shoe evil ghost was pieced together.

When the Fengmen Village tragedy occurred 43 years ago, the evil ghost possessed the Qi family. He first appeared in the form of red shoes, killed the villagers one by one, and then pieced together a complete ghost body.

During this period, people killed by ghosts will turn into ghosts after death to repair the bodies of evil ghosts.

Therefore, the overlapping faces of countless people form an unrecognizable strange face, which makes people feel that it is true and false at first glance.

When people see the reconstructed faces of all the victims, they will feel both familiar and strange - this is because over the course of several decades, the evil spirits have killed many people, and the victims look different, but the distribution of their facial features always overlaps somewhere due to the large number of victims.

The red-shoe ghost kills people with his ghost soul clones. Since he can split the ghost soul, he can also merge it.

After Zhao Fusheng noticed this, he immediately realized that the red shoe ghost's separation was a trap designed for him.

This was a trap set for her.

It was up to her to decide whether to step on it or not. Once she made up her mind, she decided to take the risk.

I can’t bear to let the child catch the wolf!
Zhao Fusheng's hand reached out for the door god's seal, as if to suppress the ghost and god seal he had made.

At this moment, the red shoe footprints disappeared, and a terrifying giant ghost's pressure appeared.

Kuai Manzhou's head turned 360 degrees, but she did not "see" the danger appearing, but she felt the shadow of death.

This sense of danger was directed at Zhao Fusheng.

To the child, Zhao Fusheng is more important than the lives of everyone on the cabin.

She gave up locking onto the human skin without hesitation, and continued crawling on the ghost web, heading towards Zhao Fusheng.

As soon as the human skin was freed from its restraints, it was blown into the air by the strong wind.

"Hey hey hey-"

"Hahaha--"

"Ho ho ho-"

A strange and eerie laugh came out of the human skin's mouth, and then the strong wind pushed the human skin flying in the air like a kite to merge into one, forming a strange human figure!

A large amount of black air emanated from the figure's body, forming a strange black robe.

"Paper Figure Zhang!"

Liu Yizhen's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.

When Meng Po heard the name 'Paper Man Zhang', her face immediately turned stern and she turned the blood moon without hesitation.

The moon quickly expanded, completely covering the top of Paper Man Zhang's head. Paper Man Zhang's head was shrouded in the blood moon, and the whole person seemed to be standing in mid-air with the blood moon on his back.

Zhao Fusheng was not panicked by the appearance of the paper man Zhang.

Her fingertips retracted the moment they touched the door god's mark.

At the same time, a look of pain and fear suddenly appeared in Lu Zhuer's eyes, and then her face seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.

A line of blood appeared from the side of her nose, slanting across half of her face.

The blood line expanded at an alarming speed, turning into a hideous scar, and the girl's life force disappeared in an instant.

Behind and below her, a clear, thick bloody footprint slowly appeared, and the ghost clones of the red-shoe ghost were pieced together again and now became one.

Once the evil spirit's power was combined, the ghost's figure took shape.

A blurry kaleidoscope-like face that looked like it was made up of countless men and women of different ages appeared on the evil ghost. As soon as the ghost was pieced together, the terrifying aura of a disaster-level evil ghost arrived instantly.

As Lu Zhuer's cheek was torn, the paper man in the air, Zhang, with a blood moon on his back, waved his sleeves, and the evil ghost seemed to be summoned. It immediately straightened from its slanted position and forcibly merged with Lu Zhuer's body.

Blood eroded the girl's entire body.

Lu Zhuer's shoes were soaked in blood, followed by her calves, knees, hands, and torso.

Her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she felt the chill of a ghost.

Then the ghost folded his hands, and a blood-red jade bracelet was put on the ghost. The red-shoeed ghost stood straight, and blood light hit the door god's mark.

The red-shoe ghost stretched out his left hand with the blood bracelet on it and grabbed the door god. The blood bracelet was also an evil object that counteracted the evil spirit of the ghost door panel.

The ghost hand passed through the ghost seal and reached Zhao Fusheng directly.

The bloody footprints took a step forward and were about to attach to Zhao Fusheng's body.

"it is as expected."

Zhao Fusheng looked down at the bloodstain on the ground, and a faint trace of blood had already splashed onto his pants.

Diagonally behind her body, Kuai Manyi saw the red shoe ghost on Monday and let go of Madam Zhuang Si regardless of everything!
Madam Zhuang Si appeared and held her daughter in her arms.

A bloody road was paved, leading directly to the back of Zhao Fusheng's body.

"Fu Sheng! Fu Sheng! Fu Sheng!"

Kuai Manzhou lost his mind and shouted loudly.

The evil ghost sensed her thoughts and held her in his arms. In a flash, he appeared behind Zhao Fusheng.

Madam Zhuang Si stretched out her hands, wanting to hug Zhao Fusheng as well.

At the critical moment, Zhao Fusheng grinned:
"Since we're here——"

It was rare that all the guests came, and a cunning look flashed in her eyes:
"How can I not greet you nicely?"

While speaking, the paper man stretched out his hands and grabbed into the air.

Liu Yizhen suddenly exclaimed.

"Fusheng, the coffin can't be held down anymore!"

He tried to sound calm, but couldn't hide his panic.

The ghost coffin has lost its lid and is not complete. The ghost trapped there is not only the remaining suppressing power of the ghost coffin itself, but also the evil ghost seal created by Kuai Manzhou.

But Kuai Manzhou was completely out of control at this moment. Liu Yizhen's strength had already been exerted when facing the feint attack of the red-shoe ghost's clone, and his strength was exhausted again and again.

At this time, the ghost thread of the ghost coffin was "torn off" by the paper man Zhang through the air, and the ghost fetus inside was immediately revived.

Liu Yizhen's body was impacted by the power of the evil ghost, but he did not retreat. Instead, his palms turned into gold and he forcibly suppressed the ghost coffin.

Ding Datong stretched out his hand and suddenly a bloody cloth appeared on his neck.

The blood scarf was wrapped around his neck, carrying an ominous evil spirit. Another face with a long tongue and a blue-black color overlapped with Ding Datong's, making his face, which had been relatively flexible, turn pale. Ding Datong didn't care about the scary ghost at this moment. He took the evil thing in his hand, strode to Liu Yizhen, and threw the blood scarf into the coffin roughly.

As soon as this ghost blood scarf carrying the poisonous power of a disaster-level evil ghost touched the corpse in the coffin, the law was immediately activated.

The ghost scarf wrapped around the neck of the living dead in the coffin, strangling it tightly.

But as soon as the long scarf was tightened, the scalp of the living dead burst.

Rancid corpse fluid gushed out from the broken scalp, and its towering belly gradually disappeared and became flat.

The ghost baby left.

The nun's body in the coffin lost the possession of the ghost fetus and began to rot rapidly.

Before Ding Datong made his move, he already knew that he was no match for the ghost fetus, but when he saw the ghost fetus leave with his own eyes, he was still indescribably terrified.

He had dealt with the ghost fetus case several times when it broke out in Changping County, and he was one of the few survivors when the Guangci Temple incident occurred.

Now that the ghost fetus has revived once again and has left the body of the living dead, he knows clearly what will happen next - this feeling of fear is even stronger than when he faced the Red Shoes Ghost Case.

"S-Sir--"

Ding Datong's face looked extremely ugly at this time, and he could only call out Zhao Fusheng instinctively.

Like the people in Wan'an County, he regarded Zhao Fusheng as his last salvation at this moment.

……

All ghost cases broke out at the same time, and the evil spirit of the evil ghosts lingered around the entire ship.

At this critical moment, Zhao Fusheng unfolded hell and summoned out the ghost troupe in hell.

'Dong-dong-long-dong-clang.'

Before the ghost troupe set up the stage, the sound of intense gongs and drums rang out.

The Red Shoes Ghost's gesture paused.

On the other hand, both Ding Datong and Tao Lifang felt that the evil spirit they controlled was attracted by some strange force.

I saw a theatre troupe appear beside Zhao Fusheng at some point.

As soon as the troupe appeared, they quickly set up the stage.

The speed at which the stage was built seemed to have drawn open an invisible curtain out of thin air, and everyone in the Huangquan Opera Troupe began to take their positions.

Several empty square tables had been placed under the stage at some point, with long benches placed around them.

The tables and chairs were black, carrying a depressing and ominous aura.

Several evil spirits from a ghost troupe were weaving between the tables and chairs, waiting for the special 'guest' who was about to arrive.

"Dong, Dong, Dong—" gongs and drums sounded, and several famous actors who had left the ghost carriage took their seats.

Liu Chunquan, with a pale face, walked to the front of the stage. The figure of the evil ghost turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot. When it appeared again, it was already standing in front of Zhao Fusheng.

Ordinary people cannot see the inner secrets, but in the eyes of the ghost masters, through the "ghost eyes" they see another scene: the white banners on the stage are hanging down, the players have already taken their seats, and the owner of the ghost troupe is inviting Zhao Fusheng to join them:
"Master Zhao, please take a seat."

"I'd better just stand by and watch—"

Zhao Fusheng quickly shook his head to refuse.

The troupe owner did not listen to her words, but still followed the rules of the ghost troupe and insisted on inviting Zhao Fusheng to the first seat.

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng refused to act, Liu Chunquan, Liu Shan and several ghosts from the troupe approached Zhao Fusheng, trying to force her to sit at the table.

At this time, a reminder from the Investiture of the Gods rang out in Zhao Fusheng's mind: The Huangquan Opera Troupe owes you a play. The troupe's owner, Liu Chunquan, wanted to perform a big play for you during his lifetime. With the demise of the troupe, this regret became Liu Chunquan's unfulfilled obsession.

The Huangquan Opera Troupe wants to perform a play for you, a play that is unique to you. Are you willing to sit in the first seat and listen to the whole play?
Note: After listening to the performances of Huangquan Opera Troupe, you may become their loyal fan.

Note: Be careful when listening to opera. Once you become a fan, you may be taken away by the Huangquan Opera Troupe.

……

Zhao Fusheng shook his head without hesitation.

The Investiture of the Gods prompts again: Do you want to spend 500 merit points and reject the invitation from the Huangquan Opera Troupe?
Zhao Fusheng chose yes with great reluctance.

Once the merit points are deducted, the effect is immediate.

The group of ghosts who originally planned to force Zhao Fusheng to invite them quickly returned to their respective positions.

Ding Datong, Zhong Yao, Tao Lifang and other ghost riders seemed to be possessed by evil spirits and were affected by the instincts of ghosts. They all moved towards the tables and chairs set up by the troupe.

At the same time, Lu Zhuer also turned around and walked towards the troupe with stiff steps.

"Pearl——"

When Chen Duozi saw this, he hurriedly wanted to pull Lu Zhuer.

"Are you crazy?" Mother Chen shouted again, jumping up and down anxiously:

"She, she has been haunted by a ghost—"

At this time, Lu Zhuer's face was pale, and a hideous wound ran across her face, like a ravine, dividing her face into two parts, making her upper forehead tilted back slightly, which was extremely terrifying.

The wound did not bleed, and the girl's eyes had lost their luster. She wore a pearl crown and a red wedding dress. Her hands were folded, and a blood-red jade bracelet was on her wrist.

When she stood there, she didn't have any sign of life, but instead exuded a bloody aura.

Rather than saying that she is still Lu Zhuer at this moment, it is better to say that she is the red shoe ghost who has completely revived.

As soon as the ghost revived, it heard the sound of gongs and drums of opera, and then the rules of the ghost troupe were activated - the evil ghosts at disaster level and below would be lured by the troupe and sit down to listen to the opera.

Lu Zhuer turned around and dragged her stiff legs towards the Huangquan Opera Troupe.

Chen Duozi wanted to catch her, but was stopped by his mother.

She turned back in horror, looked at her mother, then at her husband, and then at Lu Zhuer who was walking away, her expression uncertain.

Seeing that her daughter listened to her advice, Chen's mother felt relieved. As she relaxed, she thought of the two times her 36-year-old daughter had been willful before, and she became angry. In her anger, her previous fear turned into rage, and she vented it on this daughter who had always been extremely obedient to her.

"Are you sick? She didn't crawl out of your belly. She's thirty-six years old, but she still acts like this. You just gave birth to a son at your age, while other women have already had grandchildren -"

Too many things happened tonight. Chen's mother was overwhelmed by all the emotions and her mentality collapsed. She forgot where she was and scolded her daughter:

"You are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. Back then, it was because you were born that I suffered. Now at your age, you are still causing trouble—"

She cursed and swore like a madman, and kept scolding the Lu family until they were silent.

Lu Yuhe is used to being cowardly.

If he did not have this kind of personality, he would not have been able to endure taking care of his wife's family for a long time after his first wife passed away.

What's more, after remarrying, he brought his mother-in-law and sister-in-law to live with him.

When he heard Chen's mother scolding him, he pretended not to hear it.

Zhou's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law used to dislike these three mother and daughters, but they had just escaped from the red-shoe ghost by luck, so they had no time to interrupt.

Amidst Chen's mother's cursing, Chen Duozi suddenly chased after Lu Zhuer without looking back, and the two of them sat down at the table of the Huangquan Opera Troupe one after the other.

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(End of this chapter)