I become a god in another world

Chapter 429 Unbelievable

Chapter 429

After that, she called Wu Shaochun:

"Shaochun, do you smell anything bad here?"

Wu Shaochun nodded:
"There is a rancid smell, somewhat similar to Dongping Village."

This brief conversation between the two made Ding Datong and others understand: Wuxian Temple was haunted.

After Chang Er's death, the evil ghost resurrected. Chang Wusao and others were ignorant and unaware of the horror of the ghost disaster. They were still thinking about how to take revenge on Yang Kaitai's family.

"If this ghost disaster is not suppressed tonight, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

When she said this, others understood that she intended to meddle in this "other matter".

To the people of the Demon Suppression Division, this is actually not a "trivial matter".

It’s just that everyone has become accustomed to minding their own business.

After all, they were just passing by the Wuxian Temple and had no karma with Chang Wusao's family. Moreover, this old woman was mean, fierce, unreasonable, and a violent and overbearing person. No one was willing to help such a person.

"Since the ghost disaster hasn't happened yet, it's better to let the people in Jin County worry about it themselves--" Zhang Chuanshi said disapprovingly.

"nonsense!"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and shouted:
"These are human lives, how can we treat them as a joke?"

If no one cares, once the evil ghost revives, its footprints will cover the entire Wuxian Temple. Within two months, the place will be surrounded by ghosts.

"Chang Er died in Shangyang County, and the evil ghost eventually revived. I suspect that the ghost rain and ghost footprints case should have originated from Shangyang County." Zhao Fusheng said seriously:
"If my guess is true, Shangyang County can hardly protect itself. With this case, I'm afraid they won't have time to deal with Jin County."

She looked at Zhang Chuanshi:

"If we leave like this, once the ghost disaster at Wuxian Temple spreads, it will surely soon harm the surrounding areas and the entire county, and then the tragedy of Wenxing County will happen again."

Zhao Fusheng did not scold loudly this time, but her eyes inexplicably gave Zhang Chuanshi great psychological pressure.

Zhang Chuanshi didn't dare to look Zhao Fusheng in the eye again. His eyes slowly fell to the ground and moved left and right.

Meng Po looked gentle and stared at Zhao Fusheng with a smile:

"Your Excellency is right. I will listen to you."

As she spoke, she placed her hands on the edge of the coffin and fastened it tightly with her palms.

A faint red mist escaped from Meng Po's fingertips and seeped into the interior of the coffin.

The water flowing down along the bottom of the coffin stopped suddenly, and the sound of "dripping" water also disappeared instantly.

The water soaking in the coffin gathered together, forced to reveal a human figure.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fixed and she looked at Liu Yizhen.

The two men's eyes met. Having collaborated on two ghost cases before, they already had a certain tacit understanding of cooperation.

Liu Yizhen immediately put the ghost coffin on his back to the ground with a bang. He reached into the coffin where Chang Er's body was originally placed and grabbed the white linen cloth soaked by water in his palm.

As soon as Liu Yizhen's fingers touched the water, he shuddered.

His fingers felt numb at first, and then a chill mixed with tingling pain entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and his entire arm lost consciousness in an instant.

The powerful resentful evil spirit of the evil ghost.

Liu Yizhen remained calm. The moment he was invaded by the ghost energy, his arms flashed with golden light and immediately became golden.

The surging waves were suppressed by the power of Liu Yizhen's golden arm, and then became quiet.

He successfully fished out the white linen and held it in his hand.

This action attracted the attention of Chang Wusao and others.

When Mr. Liu San saw Liu Yizhen taking the white linen from the coffin, his face changed slightly and he shouted:

"Good boy! What are you doing? How dare you take a dead person's things, and take them in front of us? Do you think that people from our Wuxian Temple are dead--"

"Don't get me wrong." Liu Yizhen smiled and held up the white hemp, twisting the ghost coffin on the ground: "Wow——"

He twisted the water in the white linen cloth into the ghost coffin, inside which was also suppressed a dirty human-skin coat. When the water was squeezed into the ghost coffin, the human-skin coat transformed by the disgusting ghost immediately revived, squirming and "swallowing" the water.

"I just saw that there was too much water in your coffin, so I helped you clean it out."

Liu Yizhen said with a smile.

"..." Uncle Liu San's anger paused for a moment. He turned to look at Mrs. Chang Wu at a loss, only to see that Mrs. Chang Wu also looked confused.

"Ah, ah, thank you so much, I, I..." He stammered and rubbed his hands again:
“This is the first time I’ve encountered something like this.”

After that, he said awkwardly, "I have lived for most of my life, and today I have finally opened my eyes. Not only did someone come to steal the body in the middle of the night, but they also filled the coffin with water. Tell me, who in their right mind can do this—"

What's even more outrageous is that among this group of visitors from other places, someone not only carried a coffin on his back, but also squeezed the water from other people's coffins into his own coffin - he really doesn't mind being unlucky.

But it was difficult for Mr. Liu San to say this.

Under the grateful gaze of the Chang family, Liu Yizhen smiled and transferred all the water in the coffin to his own ghost coffin.

The disgusting ghost quickly wrapped up the water flow.

The water flow hit the filthy human-skin coat, but it was unable to break through the suppression of the disgusting ghost. It eventually turned into the appearance of a dead person, trapped in the human-skin coat, and then suppressed by the power of the ghost coffin.

Liu Yizhen remained calm and moved the corpse away in front of the Chang family. Then he threw the white linen into the coffin, sealed the ghost coffin again, and carried it on his back.

……

His movements were so smooth and fluid that the Chang family members didn't understand what was going on and had a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude on their faces.

Zhang Chuanshi was stunned by this scene and murmured:

"Good fellow, good fellow, Yizhen you are really——"

He didn't finish his words before he noticed Zhao Fusheng's warning look and swallowed the rest of his words.

After this little episode, Chang Wusao and others were much more enthusiastic and less guarded when they looked at Zhao Fusheng and his group.

The musician who was holding the harp with a terrified look bent down to look at the bottom of the coffin and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Sure enough, there is no leak."

"I have finished twisting it and wiped the bottom of the coffin dry. It will be air-dried for a while. If you find the body, it will not affect the use of the coffin." Liu Yizhen said with a smile.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much--" Mrs. Chang Wu thanked her repeatedly.

While they were talking, the rain outside stopped.

It was getting late, and after what happened, Chang Wusao was anxious to discuss with Liu Sanye about finding her son's missing body.

"I think it's still a while before dawn, why don't you eat something to fill your stomach first, and then take a rest. We will go to the county after dawn." As soon as Chang Wusao said this, Zhao Fusheng responded. Because Liu Yizhen helped to pack the coffin, Chang Wusao was obviously more warm to everyone. She turned around and told the woman who was crying before:

"Hui Er, we still have an empty room. You can just clean it up and bring the ladies to our house."

When the woman heard Chang Wusao's instructions, she wiped her eyes and responded in a gentle voice:
"Yes."

Chang Wusao's eyes fell on Kuai Manzhou, revealing a look of pity:
"Look at this kid. He's so young, and it's so cold. He's walking barefoot. Does it hurt his feet?"

She looked at Kuai Manzhou, and her maternal instinct seemed to be aroused.

After asking, she saw that the little girl ignored her, but she didn't care. She just turned to look at Hui'er and said, "See if there are any shoes left by the third and fourth girls in our house. Find a suitable and clean pair for this little girl."

When Hui'er heard her mention "Third Girl and Fourth Girl", she was slightly stunned, her eyes gradually turned red, and she forgot to respond to Chang Wusao's words for a moment.

Chang Wusao showed an unhappy look on her face. She raised her crutches and slammed them on the ground twice, making a clang sound:

"Did you hear me?"

Hui Er came back to her senses and said in a gentle voice:

"heard it."

Seeing that she agreed, Chang Wusao's expression eased a little, and then she turned to Zhao Fusheng and said with a smile:
"She is my third son's wife, and she is very kind and honest. You can just let her go. I want to discuss with the Third Master and the others to get my son's body back." She swept away the gentleness she had shown when she greeted the guests, and became fierce again: "The Yang family has gone too far, I will make Yang Kaitai pay with his life!"

After saying this, he pounded the ground with his cane and shouted:
"Third brother, you should also go and listen. Then, gather all the able-bodied men in the village and go to the county together to find Yang Kaitai and snatch your second brother's body."

Chang San responded with tears streaming down his face.

The group left in a ferocious manner, leaving the musicians looking at each other in bewilderment.

This kind of "corpse stealing" incident in the village was not common, and everyone found it new and curious. The area in front of the mourning hall suddenly became lively, with many different opinions.

“That’s crazy.”

Zhang Chuanshi frowned and lowered his voice:
"Sir, these unruly people are going to the county to cause trouble. Do we really have to follow them?"

"Let's talk about it after we enter the county tomorrow." Zhao Fusheng replied.

Zhang Chuanshi glanced at the third daughter-in-law of the Chang family and finally said nothing.

Hui'er had sackcloth wrapped around her waist, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked a little unwell.

She didn't hear what Zhang Chuanshi said before, but from the fact that Zhang Chuanshi was looking in her direction while he was talking, she guessed that they might be talking about her, and she couldn't help looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusheng said:

"What's the name of this sister-in-law?"

She broke the deadlock as soon as she spoke, and Chang Sansao was relieved. She wiped her tears and said:
"My husband's last name is Chang Xingsan, so you can just call me Chang San Sao."

After saying this, she forced a smile:
"My mother just told you to stay at my house temporarily, but our house is small, so you may have to squeeze in a little."

Zhao Fusheng replied:

"When you're out, it's nice to have a place to rest that's sheltered from the wind and rain. Sorry to bother you."

Her words obviously won some favor from Chang Sansao. The woman's frown loosened a little and she said softly:

"Guests please follow me."

Zhao Fusheng then took Kuai Manzhou with him, and asked Meng Po, Chen Duozi and several female relatives to go along.

When Zhang Chuanshi saw this, he quickly asked, "Sir, what about us?"

It's freezing cold outside.

Jin County is already in the north, and the night wind blowing on people feels like a knife cutting them. Zhang Chuanshi is old, and he was shivering after sitting for a while. He wanted to find a place to take shelter.

"Just wait. After Mr. Liu Sanye and the others finish discussing the 'business', they will come to settle you down," Zhao Fusheng said.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, he couldn't help but let out a cry:
"How long do we have to wait?"

In his opinion, the people in the Five Immortals Temple were not normal. They were all very slow. They didn't realize that there was a ghost. When the evil ghosts revived and started killing people, they actually had the crazy idea that someone came to steal the bodies and destroy them.

The most ridiculous thing is that there is a meeting for this...

"Just wait, someone will come eventually." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Meng Po comforted him: "Xiao Zhang, there is a brazier over there, please sit over there, don't catch a cold when you are old——"

After saying that, everyone followed Chang Sansao and went around from the other side of the mourning hall to the farmhouse at the back.

When everyone looked down from the high slope, the Wuxian Temple did not seem very big. But when they actually walked into the village, Zhao Fusheng discovered that there were quite a few people living in the village.

Similar to the layout of the villages she had seen, the houses in Wuxianguan were almost adjacent to each other, and there were about dozens of households.

Mrs. Chang San led the group for half a quarter of an hour, and when they reached a few rows of courtyards, she said:
"We're here. This is our Chang family."

After she finished speaking, she shouted:
"Old Fourth's family, there are guests coming to the village, and mother asked us to settle them down."

After she finished shouting, there was a noise in the house, and soon a woman with a gloomy face came out.

The woman looked about the same age as Chang Sansao, about forty years old. She had a cloth wrapped around her head and a worn apron tied around her body. She stood at the door, wiping her dripping hands on her apron a few times, and hesitated to speak:

"Where to rest?"

"Just live in the room with the two sisters. Anyway..." Chang Sansao didn't finish her words and her expression became gloomy again.

After a while, she took a deep breath and forced a smile:
"Let the fifth girl in that room move out temporarily tonight and squeeze in with us."

"That's fine. I won't be able to sleep for the past two days anyway." After the woman said that, she went back to the house with a gloomy face.

Soon, the lights in the room came on, and the sound of someone walking around and opening boxes was heard.

Chang Sansao whispered:
"This is my sister-in-law. She looks bad-tempered, but she is a nice person. I guess she is making the bed and changing the quilt right now."

After speaking, she said again:

"It's cold outside. I'll take you inside to sit for a while. There might be some hot water on the stove. Get some to wash your face and soak your feet." Her eyes fell on the barefoot Kuai Manzhou, and they softened a little:

"It's cold here, and it's easy for a child to get sores if he gets cold like this. I'll go find her a pair of shoes later."

Although Chang's mother talked about her son for a long time, Zhao Fusheng could still tell from his clothes and the dilapidated house with leaks everywhere that the Chang family was not well off.

For the villagers, even a piece of rag is a very precious thing, let alone a pair of shoes.

Zhao Fusheng thought of what Chang Wusao had said before and shook his head deliberately:
"How can this be used? Why not leave it for the girls in your family to wear."

She said:
"I just heard from an old senior that there are also the third and fourth girls."

When Chang Sansao heard this, she reluctantly shook her head:

“They can’t wear them.”

"Why is that?" Zhao Fusheng was smart. After witnessing the grand funeral of the Chang family at Wuxian Temple, and knowing that Chang Wusao herself had said that the money was not enough to hold the funeral and to sue, and thinking back to the two red ribbons hanging on the two lanterns - plus the customs and habits mentioned by Chen's mother, he guessed what was going on almost exactly.

I just changed my computer recently and I’m still getting used to it, so I feel like my typing is still a little affected…