I become a god in another world

Chapter 392 Mother and daughter reunited

Chapter 392 Mother and daughter reunited

Chapter 392

The few empty tables that had been set up behind the stage by the troupe were soon filled with ghosts as evil spirits sat down one by one.

On the stage, ghost flags formed by white evil spirits were flying in the storm, and the ghost actress from the Huangquan Opera Troupe was singing "Eh!" on the stage.

The Fan brothers, the Lu family and the survivors on the ship stared at the stage in fear.

Ding Datong sat next to the stage table, and the stool under his butt was particularly cold.

Zhong Yao, Jiang Ying and others sat next to him, and the red shoe ghost was also there.

Fortunately, this evil ghost stopped killing people indiscriminately after sitting down, which eased Ding Datong's nervous mood a little.

But he was still anxious.

Zhao Fusheng got a troupe of actors from somewhere, and it was composed entirely of ghosts. Once they set up their troupe, all the ghosts, whether they were controlled by humans or revived evil spirits, were attracted instantly, and both humans and ghosts sat down.

"..."

Ding Datong was shaking all over. He was afraid of death. After sitting down, he tried to get up and leave several times without giving up.

But the stool under him seemed to have a great attraction to him, sticking him to the spot.

What made Ding Datong feel a little relieved was that the two ghost riders from Wan'an County were also there.

Kuai Manzhou and Wu Shaochun could not escape the attraction of the ghost troupe. Madam Zhuang Si sat at the table holding her daughter.

……

After Zhao Fusheng released the ghost troupe, he did not completely relax his vigilance.

Her eyes first swept over the red-shoe ghost, and then fell on Chen Duozi.

"36 years old, my zodiac year—"

The age that Chen Duozi mentioned when they first met and chatted flashed through Zhao Fusheng's mind.

"B-Ben Ming?"

When Fan Bisi heard Zhao Fusheng's mumbling, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"This year of birth brings many disasters."

Zhao Fusheng sighed and looked at Chen Duozi who had already sat down at the table.

An extremely complicated look emerged in her eyes, and finally she shifted her gaze to the "Paper Man Zhang".

Under the heavy rain, Meng Po's entire attention was focused on this person.

Meng Po suffered a dramatic change in her early years, and since then she has lived a lonely life, wandering in the world. All this was caused by the paper man Zhang.

She just wanted to kill this man to commemorate her daughter!
Stimulated by such a belief, Meng Po's resentment and evil spirit overwhelmed the attraction of the ghost troupe, and instead she focused on dealing with the paper man Zhang.

The red moon in the sky stuck to the paper man Zhang's body.

Thick fog emerged from the moon, and the blood mist pierced through the body of Paper Man Zhang like needles and poured into his body.

"Sir..." Fan Bisi looked at this scene and always felt that something was wrong.

After all, he had dealt with Paper Man Zhang before, and the 'Paper Man Zhang' in front of him seemed to have only the form but not the spirit.

This man is elusive and is good at killing people and skinning them to make special "paper men". Fan Bisi wants to remind Zhao Fusheng that the "Paper Man Zhang" in front of him may not be the real Paper Man Zhang.

As soon as Fan Bisi opened her mouth and met Zhao Fusheng's gaze, she saw that her eyes were bright, as if she had already understood everything.

The red mist of the blood moon poured into Paper Man Zhang's body, and his body swelled up like a balloon.

As Meng Po's hatred grew, the blood moon gradually grew larger, and the body of the paper man Zhang also swelled.

The damaged ship seemed unable to withstand the power of the blood moon, and the sound of "creaking, creaking" from the hull breaking could be heard from time to time.

Just as Paper Man Zhang's body expanded to twice its size, a flash of light suddenly appeared inside his body.

The light flashed twice, and the body of Paper Man Zhang lit up like a strange human-shaped lantern.

As the light came on, the human skin became transparent, the deformed head turned flesh-pink, and one could see the blood-red mist filling inside constantly swirling.

As soon as the ghost lantern was lit, Paper Man Zhang immediately turned from passive to active.

Not only was his body stuck to the blood moon, but the black robe on his body began to embrace the blood moon.

Meng Po's shiny ruddy face immediately seemed to be half blocked by shadow.

Her face quickly dried up and shrank, like a dead and rotten tree trunk.

"Give me back my daughter!"

Meng Po's cheeks trembled and she screamed.

A large amount of resentment poured out from her, and the blood moon that had been obscured began to shine again.

The moon slowly rose into the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

The body of the paper man Zhang was also stretched out as the moon grew bigger.

His facial features had already been deformed. Hearing Meng Po's words, a strange laugh came from the blood moon:
"As you wish." The voice was gloomy and strange, making people feel particularly uneasy.

As Paper Man Zhang finished speaking, the strong wind and lightning in the sky stopped, and the opera troupe's music and gongs and drums also stopped for half a beat.

"What's the meaning?!"

Fan Wujiu turned to look at Zhang Chuanshi in confusion.

He had no idea what Paper Man Zhang meant, but a sense of impending disaster suddenly came over him.

Zhang Chuanshi was in a bad mood and scolded him:

"Why the hell are you asking me? I'm not a worm in his stomach."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the blood moon had expanded dozens of times, almost filling the entire sky.

Paper Man Zhang's body also grew larger as the blood moon grew larger. The full moon was still changing, and the situation was about to get out of control.

The bloody light, which originally only affected evil spirits, gradually affected humans.

The longer Zhao Fusheng was enveloped by the moonlight, the more he felt his blood boiling. The blood in his body seemed to be running wildly in his veins. His body felt light as if it was about to fly and rush towards the blood moon.

If she is like this, ordinary people are even worse off.

Mother Chen, who was cursing earlier, suddenly started bleeding from her mouth and nose. She stopped cursing abruptly and fell to the ground with a thud.

Others also started bleeding from their mouths and noses, and the sound of "thumps" falling down was heard one after another like dumplings.

Meng Po completely lost control.

After a while, the blood moon became brighter and brighter, and the blood light connected with the sky. The body of Paper Man Zhang was stretched to the extreme and torn.

Countless cracks appeared in the middle of the black robe, and blood leaked out.

The red and black forces were in a stalemate for a while, and suddenly the body of the paper man Zhang exploded silently.

His body, along with the strange black robe, was split into pieces of different sizes by the light of the blood moon.

"what!"

Zhang Chuanshi was originally in a bad mood, but when he saw the paper man Zhang's "death", he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise and raised his hands upwards.

But the body fragments of Paper Man Zhang did not fall everywhere as he had imagined.

'Hey hey hey——'

Weird laughter came from all directions, and the scattered pieces of human skin fled in all directions in the blood light like night birds flapping their wings.

The power of the blood moon was too strong and was still growing infinitely. The blood light began to sink, almost reflecting the water surface red.

The river water was dyed red by the moonlight, and the water surface turned red, as if the water currents also possessed a strange destructive power.

The half of the hull that was submerged in water began to corrode, and the ship slowly sank, as if it was about to be swallowed up by the red river surface.

"Yizhen!"

Zhao Fusheng saw that something was wrong and immediately shouted:
"Use the ghost coffin to collect the red shoe ghost immediately."

Liu Yizhen was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said:
"it is good."

He did not ask the reason, but picked up the ghost coffin and strode towards the ghost troupe.

At this time, the ghost troupe was also affected by the blood, and the movements of several ghost actresses seemed slow.

Just as Liu Yizhen shook his hand and threw out the corpse of the living dead in the coffin, and was about to put the red-shoe ghost into it, something strange happened again.

The surface of the river was rolling with bloody waves and the ship was shaking violently.

The boats in the world of the living should not be able to affect the revived evil spirits, but the strange power of the river water at this time was extraordinary, and it affected the surface of the boat. After the boat shook, the stage set up by the troupe actually tilted.

The evil spirit who was playing the musical instrument froze in mid-air, and the table built by the troupe began to break with a "crack".

Liu Yizhen, who was holding the ghost coffin, suddenly felt a sense of fear from within. His movements froze in mid-air, and his body's reaction was faster than his thinking.

A golden glow appeared on his face, and his skin felt like gold.

But as soon as this golden-copper texture appeared, a large number of red spots appeared on his cheeks, corroding the golden light.

The red spots expanded rapidly, and Liu Yizhen felt the shadow of death.

At this moment, Chen Duozi, who was sitting at the table, turned his head.

"Pearl——"

Things keep changing.

Once the ghost troupe was affected, the bond with the evil spirits was weakened.

Chen Duozi's mind returned to normal, and as soon as she came to her senses, she wanted to call Lu Zhuer.

But when I turned around, I saw a strange face.

It was a very strange face.

On the surface it was still Lu Zhuer's 'face', but it was just a layer of skin shed by a ghost, and underneath the skin a whole new ghost was emerging.

As the ghost revived, Lu Zhuer's face gradually became pale and wrinkled.

And under that translucent ghost shell, another face is born.

The ghost's face was pale, his eyes were black, and blood and tears were flowing out of his eye sockets, filling up half of his face.

A hideous wound similar to the one on Lu Zhuer's face ran across the ghost girl's face, almost cutting it off.

Deeper ghost blood permeated the body of the red-shoe ghost.

The Red Shoes Ghost is being devoured by another being.

The big ship couldn't bear the pressure and began to break apart.

"Hey hey hey-"

The eerie laughter of Paper Man Zhang could be heard all around.

Liu Yizhen was in a trance, and suddenly he seemed to have sensed something and stretched out his hand.

It was as if an unknown being was handing something to him, and he prepared to take it without thinking.

Liu Yizhen was extremely frightened and felt that his death was approaching.

At this moment, another pale arm stretched out from behind his back and took a blood-stained letter in its palm.

As soon as he got the letter, Zhao Fusheng felt that his ghost arm had suffered a terrible blow.

The letter was slightly damp, and blood was seeping out. Wherever the blood went, even the beggar's arm melted instantly.

In the critical moment, Zhao Fusheng once again activated the evil spirit's power of giving first and taking later.

The laws of ghosts come into play and luck comes at this moment.

The voice of the Investiture of the Gods rang in her mind: A bloody letter from home!
This was the family letter that Shen Yishu had never sent. Wherever the letter went, a sea of ​​blood flowed.

Do you want to seal the Ghost Book into hell with 2000 merit points?
This is not the time to save merit points.

Zhao Fusheng did not hesitate: Yes!
The merit points were deducted and the blood letter was put into the fourth level of hell.

The moment it entered hell, the letter immediately turned into a sea of ​​blood, rippling continuously and impacting hell.

Fortunately, with the help of the List of Gods, the shock caused by the blood letter did not last long and eventually subsided slowly.

After putting away the blood letter, Zhao Fusheng took one more step and summoned the ghost again.

5000 merit points were deducted, and when the Yinchai Mamian appeared, all the ghosts were frightened.

Beggar ghosts and evil ghosts who give first and take later were all completely suppressed.

Neither Meng Po's out-of-control red moon nor the opera troupe on the verge of collapse could accommodate this huge ghost.

The Yinchai appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng. He hated evil when he was alive, and killed people and ghosts indiscriminately after his death.

Zhao Fusheng stretched out his legs and kicked Liu Yizhen away, and the ghost in red was standing in front of the ghost.

The ghost strode forward and reached out for the red-clothed ghost's head.

This red-clothed ghost has not yet fully revealed its true form, but its lethality is already extraordinary.

As soon as its law moved, a letter written in blood appeared in the hand of Horse-Faced Monster.

However, Yinchai was already a pardoned and sealed calamity-level ghost. When he got the ghost book, Yinchai's palms did not melt completely like the beggar ghost's palms.

The Horse-Faced Guard simply shook his hands, and the blood letter turned into drops of blood.

The ghost catcher's hand grabbed the evil ghost's neck and throat.

At this moment, the out-of-control Meng Po was forced to wake up because of the appearance of the ghost.

She smelled a familiar smell at the tip of her nose - the smell of bitter medicine mixed with the sweet smell of blood.

Meng Po couldn't help but blurt out:

"Yishu——"

As she shouted, the ghost's hand strangled the evil ghost's neck.

The ghost's head was not taken off, but turned into blood and fell off.

This blood was extremely corrosive, and wherever it went, cabins and decks were corroded, leaving terrible large holes.

The ghost troupe stopped playing and all the sober people fled in all directions.

Zhao Fusheng unfolded hell and took the badly damaged and ruined ghost troupe into hell.

The Yinchai missed the first attack and waved his hand again to grab the ghost.

The evil spirit's fully revealed body was shattered by it, and turned into blood that flowed all over the hull.

The deck was rotten everywhere where the ghost blood was, and a lot of debris was dripping down.

"Yishu, Yishu——"

Mother and daughter are connected.

Even though her daughter's ghost head turned into blood and scattered, Meng Po still recognized her daughter based on her inner feelings.

When she saw the Yinchai killing the ghost, she flashed in a hurry and appeared in front of the Yinchai, blocking the evil ghost with only half of its body left.

The Yinchai's attacks are indiscriminate.

It raised its hands to Meng Po's head.

All this happened too quickly. Zhao Fusheng wanted to take the ghost catcher back, but the robbery-level ghost catcher would not immediately return to the List of Gods just because of her thought.

The ghost held Meng Po's neck with his hand, which was stretched and sticky with blood.

At the critical moment of life and death, the evil ghost held in Meng Po's arms handed her a letter written in blood with the remaining body.

As soon as the blood letter entered Meng Po's hand, it turned into blood and flowed into her body.

The powers of the two evil spirits collided again, and finally suppressed and offset each other.

The ghost wanted to attack again, but he was no match for the power of the List of Gods. In the end, his raised hand froze in mid-air and turned into a ghost shadow that was taken back into the throne.

After the Horse-Faced Demon was captured, the balance of ghosts was broken.

The evil spirit that had been severely injured by the ghost catcher began to revive again, and the blood that had overflowed on the ground flowed back.

Shen Yishu's ghost reunites.

Meng Po loved her daughter dearly at first, and her wish of finding her daughter for many years was fulfilled in an instant, causing her to lose her mind.

When she saw her daughter's ghost body reunited, she realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Manzhou!"

Zhao Fusheng shouted loudly.

The child waved his hand, and suddenly ghost flowers bloomed all over the ground.

The ghost flowers intercepted the ghost blood that was like a living thing, dividing it and making it impossible to reassemble.

(End of this chapter)

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