I become a god in another world

Chapter 421 Farewell Plaque
Chapter 421

The moment the ghost seal was cast, blood shot up into the sky.

Two ghosts carrying door panels appeared in front of the gate.

The two ghosts were shrouded in blood, their faces were pale and stiff, and the resentment emanating from their bodies enveloped the inside and outside of the city gate.

Under the blood light, with the city gate as the center, countless messy, overlapping footprints slowly emerged, and were then flattened one by one by the power of ghosts and gods.

After clearing up the footprints, the two ghosts turned their backs to the city with stiff faces, and finally the ghost figures simultaneously disappeared into the dilapidated gate at the city entrance.

Two strange and eerie blood totems appeared at the two gates, exuding a murderous aura.

The previously dark fog in front of the Wenxing County gate that seemed to linger all year round suddenly dissipated a lot.

The three big characters "Wenxing County" that were originally covered above the city gate suddenly appeared.

In Zhao Fusheng’s sea of ​​consciousness, the reminder of the List of Gods sounded: Guard the home and the gate, guard the country and the city.

When you pass through these two gates guarded by ghosts and gods and worship them, you will become their believer, receive their protection, and offer them faith.

Remind the host that the number of the Gate God's followers has increased to 100,000, and with the incense and worship from the world, it will be promoted to a higher level.

……

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Fusheng's face.

The moment the door god's mark was placed on Liu Jiuzhen, he felt the door god's absolute suppression of this area.

The pair of ghosts and gods controlled by Zhao Fusheng seemed to have been promoted to a higher level, and their intimidation on the ghost group became even greater.

"Let's go into the city."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and shouted.

The people from the Demon Suppression Division followed her without hesitation, and the Lu family, boatmen, and others followed closely behind and entered the city.

Wenxing County has almost become a dead city.

There was no sound in the city, and the sound of breathing was amplified in such a quiet environment, appearing particularly harsh.

Everyone involuntarily slowed down their pace, but no matter how cautious they were, their footsteps still made disturbing sounds when they landed.

The streets were paved with dirt, the houses were old and low, and there was a mildew smell mixed with a faint fishy stench.

Fan Bi Si was stunned.

He had experienced the ghost disaster in Wan'an County. At that time, most of the rich families in the county fled, and ordinary people hid in their houses before dark. There were fewer peddlers walking the streets, and it was silent even during the day. He thought that this was a sign that the county was about to be destroyed, and there could not be any other city in the world that was worse than Wan'an County at that time. But when he entered Wenxing County, Fan Bisi was shocked.

His first impression of this place was: poor.

The houses were shabby and gloomy, with many roofs and fences incomplete and covered with a thin layer of moss.

Despair and poverty leaked out from every crack in the dilapidated house, making everyone feel heavy in their hearts.

The ordinary envoy who was traveling with Ding Datong always felt that he was itching all over his body in such an environment.

It seemed as if a few fleas had crawled into his waist, making him want to reach into his clothes and catch them.

But as soon as his hand touched the clothes, a rustling sound was made.

Hu Rong, who was standing by, was already tense. When he heard the noise, he turned to look at him with an unhappy look on his face.

"Sir, are there any survivors in Wenxing County?"

Ding Datong asked with gritted teeth.

He also felt his scalp tingling, but he knew better that it was just an uncomfortable feeling brought on by fear, so he suppressed his unnecessary movements and diverted his attention by asking questions.

"Shaochun may know this."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Shaochun.

Wu Shaochun was stunned for a moment, then continued:
"I can take a look when we get to the Demon Suppression Division later."

Ding Datong tactfully did not ask him how he looked at it. Zhao Fusheng nodded, then turned around and looked around.

The layout of counties in the Han Dynasty was mostly similar. There would be a bulletin board in front of the city gate, and the general location of the county would be posted in front of the board.

Zhao Fusheng quickly found the location of the bulletin wall.

It can be seen from the bulletin wall of Wenxing County that it has not been repaired for a long time. Most of the wall plaster on it has fallen off, revealing the mottled bamboo mud wall inside.

There were many notices posted there, but most of them had been soaked by moisture, the paper had deformed, and the words on them had become a blur.

Fortunately, the layout of the county can be barely seen clearly, with the direction of the city gate simply marked, and the location of the Demon Suppression Bureau shown, which is right in the center of the county.

"It seems that we are at the South Gate."

Zhao Fusheng tried hard to identify it.

The notice wall was severely peeling off, and many places were extremely difficult to recognize.

Moreover, the houses in the picture are distorted, so one can only guess their location.

"The Demon Suppression Division is in the center of the city. Judging from the basic layout, it is closest to the east of the city."

Ding Datong also leaned over to take a look.

After all, he was a general of the Demon Suppression Division. After looking at the map, he quickly calculated in his mind:
"If you walk faster, you can get there in two or three quarters of an hour."

"Two or three quarters of an hour is too long." Liu Yizhen frowned when he heard this.

Under normal circumstances, two or three quarters of an hour would not be slow, but Wenxing County was plagued by ghosts, and Zhao Fusheng released a horse-faced ghost messenger - although she mentioned that the ghost messenger would only enforce the rules and not kill people randomly, it was a ghost after all, and once it got out of control, the consequences would be disastrous.

At such a critical period, we cannot waste time rushing on the road.

"If we had a carriage, it might be faster." Ding Datong said.

Zhang Chuanshi's heart moved:
"My Lord has a ghost car——"

"No." Zhao Fusheng shook his head:

"The ghost car needs to be registered." At this critical juncture, she was not unwilling to summon the ghost car.

Although the Ghost Chariot was deified by her, a ghost is still a ghost after all. Even if it is deified, it is not her puppet. The ghost itself will still only act according to its own laws.

If you want to use the ghost car to travel, you need to use the ghost book to record your location, and then you can use the ghost car rules to get there.

"There may not be any living people in Wenxing County now, and this is even more true in the Demon Suppression Division."

With an entire county so out of control, there is a high probability that something has happened to the Demon Suppression Department in the county - maybe Wenxing County is the same as Wan'an County back then, and the source of the ghost disaster is right within the Demon Suppression Department.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard her say this, he put his hands in his pockets and remained silent.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng's eyes turned and his gaze fell on Zhang Chuanshi:
"If you can't take a car, you can take a boat."

"By boat?"

Zhang Chuanshi was stunned by what she said, and then a bad premonition came to his mind.

"There is no one here, so it's not easy to find a horse or a car, but there are many houses and doors, which can be dismantled to make a simple boat."

Zhao Fusheng looked at the ground.

The ghosts in Wenxing County are related to "water", and a semi-dry swamp has formed everywhere on the streets.

"Man Zhou can use Huang Quan to lead the way, and Lao Zhang can row the boat." Zhao Fusheng suggested.

As soon as she finished speaking, Kuai Manzhou nodded.

The crowd then dismantled the door panels of the old houses around and laid them on the ground, and in a moment they covered the entire area in front of the city gate.

Zhang Chuanshi sighed:
"This thing is unlucky. I don't want to have anything to do with it, but I always row the oars again and again."

Fan Wujiu said:
"Old Zhang, you used to sell coffins, but that's not very auspicious."

Zhang Chuanshi disagrees:
"What do you know? In the past, selling coffins was a profitable business. Moreover, seeing coffins made money, seeing coffins made money, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Fan Wujiu shook his head:

"If you think it's unlucky, then everyone will take your boat and give you money."

Then he added: "How much is it per person? Just decide."

"You——" Zhang Chuanshi wanted to retort, but Zhao Fusheng saw that Kuai Manzhou had already summoned Huang Quan, so he couldn't help but say:

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and get going."

"Yes." Zhang Chuanshi responded, and then said to Fan Wujiu:
"I'm doing you a favor, otherwise I won't bring you with me today."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and made a rowing gesture.

A pair of oars filled with evil spirits slowly took shape, and he held them in his palms. He pushed gently, and the scattered "hull" that was originally composed of wooden doors condensed into one piece under his power, and slid into the underworld under the power of his oars.

Such a scene was novel and exciting for Ding Datong and others.

Before the boat entered the water, he saw the Yellow Spring as a trickle of water. But when Zhang Chuanshi rowed the boat into the water, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt that his feet were in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to appear on a vast ocean.

The waves of the Yellow Springs were rolling and turbid air was rising into the sky.

The spring water was extremely turbid, and there seemed to be countless black air as thin as hairs swimming in the water below.

Countless corpses sank in the water, and one could still hear the painful groans of someone before he died.

Just as Ding Datong was surprised, something seemed to be pushed over slowly along with the waves in the water.

The object was as red as blood, and it flashed in the waves, which made him curious.

When he got close to the boat, Ding Datong bent down and reached his hand into the water to feel something, but before his fingers touched his hand, his neck was suddenly tightened by something.

"It's over!"

Such a thought flashed through Ding Datong's mind instantly.

The evil spirits he controlled died by hanging, and after death he killed people and controlled ghosts in the same way.

Ding Da Tong's greatest fear in his life was the resurrection of a vicious ghost, so as soon as his neck was restrained, the fear of the resurrection of a vicious ghost surged into his heart, and he almost lost his strength instantly.

But the expected murderous intention did not come, and Liu Yizhen's voice rang in his ears:

"Don't touch this water."

"W-what?!"

Ding Datong realized belatedly that someone had grabbed his collar from behind and lifted him up high.

When he regained consciousness, he noticed that half of his body was lying on the outside of the boat, with a strange yellow spring outside.

What caught his eye and confused his mind earlier was a strange flower.

It was a blood-red flower with slender petals, which stood out in the spring water.

"Manzhou."

Zhao Fusheng called out the little girl's name.

The sound of a string of copper coins colliding was heard, as if in response to her.

After the sound, Ding Datong saw the flower wither quickly, and in an instant it turned into a rotten dead head appearing in front of him.

Ding Datong was startled, and then a wave came and swept the head, which still bore the pain of its life, to the bottom of the river.

……

The same situation happened to other people one by one. Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng spoke up in time and everyone was stopped without any accident.

"this--"

Ding Datong was still frightened by Huang Quan's incident and dared not look around anymore.

He glanced secretly at Kuai Manyu.

He was well aware of the child's powerful strength. He knew that she could control an extremely powerful female ghost and could also control the underworld.

But before he actually dealt with Huang Quan, he didn't know that Huang Quan's power was so great that it could confuse someone like him who had rich experience in taming ghosts.

Kuai Manzhou became even more unfathomable in his mind.

However, such a terrible person obeyed Zhao Fusheng's orders, which made him even more awed by Zhao Fusheng.

"This is Huangquan, and it is also Manzhou's home."

Fan Wujiu sat down and explained.

"The dead people in this spring are all Manzhou's relatives. Don't be afraid. Just treat them as your own family."

“……” It would have been better if he didn’t say anything. As soon as he said it, Ding Datong’s face became even uglier, and he couldn’t help but squeeze into the crowd.

This little episode did not affect Zhang Chuanshi's rowing speed.

With Kuai Manzhou leading the way, the "boat" moved very fast, and within half an hour, it had arrived at the Demon Suppression Division in Wenxing County.

As soon as he saw the government office, Kuai Manzhou immediately put Huang Quan away.

Zhang Chuanshi rowed the oars, and the strange boat slid forward for about ten feet, then slid out of the underworld with a whoosh, and crashed into the steps of the Demon Suppression Division along the muddy ground with a bang.

At the moment of the accident, Kuai Manzhou seized the opportunity and flew up, and hung a ghost line to tie up Zhao Fusheng, hanging her high up to save her from embarrassment.

Others are not so lucky.

This "boat" was originally a temporary assembly of broken door panels and was not stable to begin with. Previously, Zhang Chuanshi had used the power of a great evil creature to forcefully glue it together.

At this moment, Zhang Chuanshi withdrew his strength, and the door panel hit the stone. The people on the door could not keep their balance, and most of them, except the ghost rider, were thrown out.

"Ouch."

'boom! '

'Boom. '

There were crashing sounds and screams at the same time. Although Ding Datong and the others had stronger ghost-controlling power than others and jumped up first when the door hit the stone steps, they could not avoid being in an awkward situation.

The Lu family and the boatmen were in a miserable state, as they all rolled into the mud.

The ghost riders in Changping County dared to be angry but not to speak out, but the people in Wan'an County knew Zhang Chuanshi's character and had been prepared for it, which was quite decent.

Only Fan Wujiu was still in shock, cursing:

"This bastard Lao Zhang is really full of bad intentions."

"Hey hey hey."

Zhang Chuanshi was so happy that he didn't say anything back when being scolded for the first time.

Zhao Fusheng didn't have time to care about the two people's bickering at this moment.

The moment she was 'caught' by Kuai Manzhou, she first looked up at the top of the Demon Suppression Division.

The Demon Suppression Office of the Han Dynasty had a plaque that could suppress local ghost disasters.

When she looked up, she didn't see the plaque at first glance.

Zhao Fusheng's heart tightened, and he thought: Could it be that after the incident in Wenxing County, the plaque had been taken away?

The first person that came to her mind was the paper man Zhang.

Paper Man Zhang coveted the plaque and had been searching for it.

But when the incident happened in Wenxing County, Paper Man Zhang must have been very busy.

He led Zhao Fusheng to Fengmen Village, planned the ghost troupe incident, and involved the Lu family of Changping County in the ghost disaster. Even if the destruction of Wenxing County was related to him, he might not have time to take the plaque away.

Although this idea was a bit naive, Zhao Fusheng still did not give up and signaled to Kuai Manzhou:

"Pull me higher up, Man Zhou."

The child had taken a plaque for her before and knew how much she valued it. Hearing this, he hooked his finger and the ghost line pulled Zhao Fusheng up into the air, level with the top of the plaque hung by the Demon Suppression Bureau.

When he got closer, the plaque of the Demon Suppression Bureau, which was completely wrapped in ghostly aura, came into Zhao Fusheng's sight.

Sorry guys, I’ve been in a bad state recently and my rhythm is messed up. I may need some time to adjust...