I become a god in another world

Chapter 451: Having evil intentions
Chapter 451

"A fellow countryman?"

The dark-faced Zhuan Erye was stunned for a moment, then he looked up and down at Zhao Fusheng and the others with contempt, with a sneer on his face: "If you are poor in a busy city, no one will know you, but if you are rich in a remote mountain area, you will have distant relatives."

"How can you talk like that, old man!" Fan Wujiu had a hot temper and became unhappy when he heard this.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Zhuan Erye was not convinced either, and rolled his eyes: "When they see that my master has a rich family, all the poor relatives come to recognize him."

Fan Wujiu couldn't bear to hear him say this, so he immediately reached out and grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

When Zhuan Erye, who had a dark face, was mentioned, he was startled at first, but he was not panicked. Instead, he sneered: "Do you think anyone can come in and make trouble in this Wu family? I have the strength and means to deal with country folk like you——"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit the back of Fan Wujiu's hand hard.

The Wu Mansion is a den of ghosts. Although the Master Zhuan in front of him is eloquent, he is actually a ghost.

When Fan Bisi saw his brother being bitten, he was very anxious and shouted, "No hope of saving him—"

He stepped forward and helped to pull Master Zhuan back.

When Fan Wujiu was bitten, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

When he looked down, he saw that Master Zhuan had bitten his hand, leaving a tooth mark the size of an egg.

The old ghost was very strong and his bite was deep, leaving dark blue marks and blood.

Fan Wujiu had never suffered such a loss before, so he immediately dragged the man in front of him and slapped him twice in the face.

He was very strong, and the slap immediately knocked Master Zhuan to the ground. His dark and thin cheek did not swell up, but seemed to be sunken into the bones.

Seeing this scene, Chen Duozi screamed and quickly looked away.

Fan Wujiu felt pain on the back of his hand. Not satisfied with the beating, he kicked him angrily.

Zhuan Erye's body was like dough and was kicked into a ball of flesh in a short while.

“……”This weird scene made Old Man Zhou tremble.

The meat ball rolled to the ground, with Zhuan Erye's deformed face caught in it. Fan Wujiu picked up the meat ball and threw it to the ground with force.

Just as he was about to step on it again, the meat ball exploded with a bang the moment it hit the ground, and disappeared without a trace in a pool of blood mist.

"What about people?"

Fan Wujiu's eyes were red and he turned around to look around.

Chen Duozi said at this time: "Master Xiao Fan, look at your hands."

Her words drew everyone's attention to the back of Fan Wujiu's hand. They saw that the place where Fan Wujiu had been bitten by Zhuan Erye was now swollen, filled with blood and water, with a blood blister forming on the surface. Upon closer inspection, a resentful face appeared in the blood blister.

"Turn, Master!"

Old man Zhou shouted in horror.

As he shouted, Master Zhuan's face slowly emerged from the blood bubble in Fan Wujiu's palm and stared at everyone with resentment.

"Poor relative, poor relative——"

When Fan Wujiu first saw this scene, he was frightened and uneasy, but when he heard what Master Zhuan said, he immediately became angry.

"Second brother, let me help you."

Meng Po was about to attack, but Fan Wujiu said viciously: "No need!"

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his hand, and the blood blister was immediately broken by him.

He caught the ghost face in the bubble in his hand and threw it to the ground with force.

The moment he landed on the ground, Fan Wujiu raised his foot and stepped on it hard. The ghost face was immediately crushed into green mist and dissipated under his feet.

"..."

This operation shocked Liu Yizhen and also made Fan Bish's anxious face freeze.

A large hole deep enough to see the bone appeared on the back of Fan Wujiu's hand, and pus, blood and black air gushed out of the hole. After a short while, the pus and blood all flowed out, and the color gradually changed from green to red, and finally stopped flowing.

"What's wrong with ghosts? I have the protection of the door god!"

Fan Wujiu waved his hands triumphantly.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned. She saw clearly that when Fan Wujiu did all this, the ghost face on his body had not yet fully erupted, so the door god mark had not taken effect at all.

"It's over, it's over." Old man Zhou cried like a bereaved mother, "I told you there's a ghost in this room—"

After howling, he felt something was wrong and shouted at Fan Wujiu, "You beat Zhuan Erye to death!"

"It's over now—"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and said, "Beat us to death if you want. We are here to rob people. Take us to see Master Wu. If you delay any longer, I will beat you too."

Old man Zhou was already panicking at this time. It was useless to speak to him in a nice tone. Instead, he immediately backed down after Zhao Fusheng's threat.

This time when everyone entered the main house again, they encountered no obstacles.

Zhuan Erye's status seems to be not low, but without him, all affairs of the Wu family have not been affected - this is just a fragment of memory from more than 20 years ago under the influence of ghost energy.

No matter what Zhao Fusheng and others do here, they will not really change what happened.

One more or one less Zhuan Erye will not affect what happens next.

Big red lanterns were hung along the corridors and under the eaves, as if a wedding was about to take place in the Wu family.

When Old Man Zhou led Zhao Fusheng and his party into the main hall of the mansion, the hall was already full of people.

There were people, young and old, in the room, talking about something. When they saw Old Man Zhou come in, the conversation stopped.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and stared at Zhao Fusheng.

"You are--"

In the center of the main seat, a fat man with a gloomy face asked.

As soon as he spoke, someone whispered in his ear, "Master, this is Zhou Sanye, the gatekeeper. He was left behind by the Demon Suppression Division."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he looked up at Zhao Fusheng and the others. He had a dark and thin face, and two long beards like rat whiskers on his lips. It turned out to be Zhuan Erye who had blocked their way earlier!
Although Chen Duozi knew that he was following Zhao Fusheng in solving ghost cases, he still felt his scalp tingling when he saw the dead people reappear.

Mr. Wu's eyes changed. When he heard the words "Demon Suppression Division", he forced a smile on his stiff face.

"Master, they are the people who are going to be sold into the mansion..." As soon as Old Man Zhou opened his mouth, the Second Master took over and said, "They said they are from the same hometown as yours..."

"Fellow countryman?" Mr. Wu didn't believe it.

Zhao Fusheng glanced around the room and then walked to the side of Mr. Wu.

The Wu family has distinct ranks.

There were a number of armchairs in the lobby, with a pair in the middle and a table between them.

The chair next to Mr. Wu was empty, and the other women and family members sat on the secondary seats on his left and right.

The lights were on in the house, but it still looked a little eerie against the dark furniture.

Zhao Fusheng's approach surprised Master Wu and the others. She glanced at Master Wu, turned around, picked up the empty chair next to him, and placed it in front of Master Wu. She spread her knees and sat down. "Master Wu?" She called out in Master Wu's previous tone.

Mr. Wu was short and fat. When he sat on the armchair, his feet could not even touch the ground. The steward specially made a low stool for him to rest his feet on.

After Zhao Fusheng sat down, he kicked his foot and the small footstool rolled out with a bang.

Mr. Wu's feet were suddenly suspended in the air and his knees touched Zhao Fusheng.

Normally speaking, when two people touch each other's bodies, the woman should be shy.

But Zhao Fusheng's expression was calm, his eyes were sharp, his legs were spread wide, and he leaned over and stared at Master Wu, which actually brought him great psychological pressure.

He suddenly became angry and said, "Who are you——"

While speaking, he involuntarily closed his legs, subconsciously trying to avoid contact with Zhao Fusheng.

"We are from Wan'an County. You are originally from Wan'an County and Huanggang Village. You must know where Wan'an County is, right?"

When the others were about to step forward, the two brothers Fan Bi Si and Liu Yizhen stood behind Zhao Fusheng, immediately frightening the others so that they dared not move.

"Wan'an County? Huanggang Village?"

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Upon hearing this, Mr. Wu's expression eased slightly, and he continued, "Indeed, we can be called fellow countrymen—"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Fusheng asked again: "Who is Wu Laocai to you?"

As soon as she mentioned the name, there were continuous gasps of surprise from all around.

'hiss! '

'hiss--'

Someone whispered, "How dare you address the old master by his name?"

"How daring—"

Master Zhuan became furious and spoke first.

Mr. Wu was also about to get angry, but when he saw Mr. Zhuan speak, he suppressed his anger and remained silent.

Zhao Fusheng looked at him.

This man had a round face, small eyes, a short and flat nose, and slightly fat nose wings. He looked kind, but his skin was dark and blue, making him look a little gloomy.

After Mr. Wu calmed down, he suddenly stared at Zhao Fusheng with his mung bean-like eyes. After a while, he suddenly laughed and said, "Wu Laocai is my father. I haven't heard anyone dare to call him by his name for a long time."

"You are from Wan'an County, and you know where we came from. You also mentioned Huanggang Village. Are you here for our Wu family?" He was surprisingly smart. He recognized Zhao Fusheng as the leader of the group and asked her directly.

"Correct."

It is not necessary to waste words when talking to smart people. Zhao Fusheng did not beat around the bush and nodded happily: "We are from Wan'an County, and we came to Jin County to find you." After that, he said meaningfully: "It's not easy to find you."

The faces of Mr. Wu and his family changed slightly, and they whispered to each other, and then they became quiet again after a while.

"Are you looking for us?" Mr. Wu asked with a gloomy expression.

Zhao Fusheng was originally very concerned about the Red Shoes Ghost Case, but now that the matter has come to the point, she is no longer in a hurry.

Seeing Master Wu asking questions, she smiled and asked, "I heard from Wu Yong from Huanggang Village that your name is Wu Jizu?"

"...Yes." No one had dared to call this name for a long time. Mr. Wu reacted after a while and nodded in response.

"I see you are about fifty years old?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

"Fifty-three years old." Wu Jizu said again.

He seemed to vaguely understand where the other party was coming from, and he was very cooperative at this time. He answered every question Zhao Fusheng asked, and the conversation went smoothly.

Zhao Fusheng vaguely sensed something from his attitude.

The Wu family is not a good family. They made their fortune by selling goods.

Even if he guessed that Zhao Fusheng and his men came from the Demon Suppression Division, they should have been fearless since they had Tang Zuwang backing them, and should not have behaved so submissively.

Wu Jizu was afraid that he would not be able to protect himself by doing this, so he wanted to use Zhao Fusheng and his group to avoid disaster.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng felt relieved.

"Since you are 53 years old, you must have heard of it..." She paused here: "When the Red Shoes Ghost Case happened in Fengmen Village, what year did it happen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Wu family members were all shocked, and Master Zhuan also turned pale and trembled all over.

After Wu Jizu's initial shock, a strange, complex expression appeared on his face, a mixture of fear and relief.

It was as if a secret that had been hidden for many years was suddenly revealed, and he actually felt strangely relieved.

"You came just in time—" Wu Jizu sighed, his eyes flashing: "Since you are here, I don't have to offend Lord Tang—"

His words were incoherent, but Zhao Fusheng vaguely understood what he meant.

She guessed Wu Jizu's plan and couldn't help but grin: "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early."

"Yes." Wu Jizu also smiled.

After that, he said seriously: "I understand your purpose. If you want to know anything, just ask me."

"I heard from Xu Dalaizi from Dumen Village that..." As soon as Zhao Fusheng opened his mouth, Wu Jizu said, "Didn't Xu Dalaizi's family die?"

It seems that he is indeed paying attention to the Red Shoes Ghost Case - I wonder if Xie Jingsheng found out about this back then.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "Yes, Xu Dalaizi's family is dead, but the truth cannot be hidden. Things in this world can be hidden from heaven and earth, but they cannot be hidden from people's eyes and mouths."

"Yes." Wu Jizu nodded.

This person didn't look very good, but when Zhao Fusheng talked to him about the ghost case, it was the most relaxed time since he started investigating the case.

"The original record of the Red Shoe Ghost Case was that it started from his family, and eventually affected Fengmen Village. The ghost disaster in Xu Dalaizi's family was said to be caused by a red embroidered shoe."

As she finished speaking, Wu Jizu's eyes gradually became blurred.

He tried to open his eyes wide and look in the direction of Zhao Fusheng, but his gaze had already passed through Zhao Fusheng's figure and looked past him.

"It happened seventeen years ago," he said.

"That year, my father brought back a girl from Shangyang County and said he wanted to take her as a concubine."

There was no need for any preparatory questioning, threats or intimidation; Zhao Fusheng just took the initiative to tell the whole story.

This situation made Fan Bisi vaguely feel uneasy. He subconsciously glanced at Zhao Fusheng and shouted, "Sir." After he finished shouting, he saw Wu Jizu staring at him with a half-smile and half-smile, with undisguised malice in his eyes. He simply said bluntly, "Sir, I always feel that Wu Jizu has something to hide."

"I also think he has ulterior motives." Chen Duozi also said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Jizu's heart skipped a beat and an indescribable feeling of oppression spread throughout his body. He immediately looked at Chen Duozi vigilantly with a defensive expression.

"I know what's going on. He just wants to use me to ward off evil spirits." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, "If I hadn't come, Tang Zuwang would have been the one to suffer tonight."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Wu family members became furious.

Wu Jizu lost his composure on his face, and was visibly flustered. He hurriedly tried to stand up and pointed at Zhao Fusheng, saying, "You, you——"

"No need for you, me, him|her, smart people don't hesitate, you have your ideas, I have my responses, everyone can mess things up with their own abilities." Zhao Fusheng sneered: "Just go on with the story of the Red Shoes Ghost Case."