I become a god in another world

Chapter 452: Eye Revival
Chapter 452

Wu Jizu's face turned pale, and he supported himself on the armrests of the chair with both hands. After hearing what Zhao Fusheng said, he didn't know whether to stand up or sit down.

Fan Wujiu was surprised and asked, "Sir, how dare this fellow plot against you?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "As long as one is a human being, he or she will have calculations. This is nothing strange."

She didn't care about Wu Jizu's little thoughts, so she simply pointed out his thoughts at this point: "I think their Wu family was set up by someone."

"..."

The faces of the Wu family members changed again and again. Wu Jizu held the chair tightly with both hands. The backs of his fat hands were stretched very tight and his knuckles were blue, which showed that he was exerting unusual strength.

People can be stubborn and tell lies, but sometimes their body language cannot hide anything.

"They know all about the Red Shoes Ghost Case." Zhao Fusheng tilted his head and stared at Wu Jizu with interest. "When I first heard about the Red Shoes Ghost Case in Fengmen Village, I thought Wu Laocai was lustful and forced young girls to marry him in his old age, killing innocent people and causing the evil ghost to revive—"

Hearing this, Liu Yizhen's heart was moved: "Could it be that Mr. Wu forced a woman to marry him, and there is something fishy about it?"

Wu Jizu moved his lips and stared at Zhao Fusheng closely without saying a word.

"After all, this is a world where big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps." Zhao Fusheng suddenly sighed, as if he was talking about something completely irrelevant.

After she finished speaking, she asked Wu Jizu: "Is that right?"

Wu Jizu smiled and replied, "Your Excellency is absolutely right."

After he finished speaking, he asked again, "You said you came from Wan'an County, so you must be from the Wan'an County Demon Suppression Division, right?"

"Yes, we are from the Wan'an County Demon Suppression Bureau." Zhao Fusheng nodded in agreement.

The Wu family was a little panicked. Even Old Man Zhou, who had led Zhao Fusheng and others in earlier, was so scared that his legs were shaking. He looked at Zhao Fusheng and his group with doubt.

"It turns out he is a master from the Demon Suppression Department. I thought he was a bandit—"

As soon as Old Man Zhou finished speaking, Wu Jizu said, "The bandits don't have such ability."

After saying this, he forced himself to suppress his uneasiness and asked, "I have one last question. If you can answer it, I will tell you everything I know."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "You go ahead."

Wu Jizu said, "Your Excellency came from Wan'an County, so you must know about the Red Shoes Ghost Case." He paused, and then said, "But it has been 17 years since this case happened. At that time, Master Xie of the Demon Suppression Division had already closed the case. The same ghost disaster has never occurred again in these years. Why would Your Excellency bring up the old case again and trace it from Wan'an County to Jin County? After so many years, how could Your Excellency know that our Wu family was set up by someone?"

After he sighed, he added, “When my father was alive, he prided himself on being smart.”

Wu Laocai had been a businessman all his life, dealing with all kinds of people, accumulating a considerable fortune, and was very proud and complacent.

"He never thought that he would be schemed against."

Having said that, Wu Jizu smiled bitterly twice.

Zhao Fusheng showed a cunning look: "Wu Jizu, you asked several questions." After that, she did not refuse to answer: "Whether this case has been truly resolved, your Wu family knows best."

What's more, the method used by the Demon Suppression Bureau of the Han Dynasty at that time was actually only a temporary solution rather than a fundamental solution.

What a ghost handler can do is, first, lead the ghost away, and second, make the ghost sleep for a short time. These are not the real ways to solve the problem of ghost disasters.

Xie Jingsheng's method of handling cases is better than that of ordinary officers, but he did not really solve the ghost disaster. He only solved the trouble at that time, but at the same time left the disaster to future generations.

"The ghost disaster has not been completely resolved. As the commander of Wan'an County, I will naturally continue to investigate."

After Zhao Fusheng answered Wu Jizu's first question, he went on to answer his second question.

"As for your Wu family being set up, it's a very straightforward matter."

When Zhao Fusheng said this, Wu Jizu hurriedly propped up his upper body and stared at her, obviously wanting to get an answer.

"I heard that your Wu family was doing business abroad and had good relations with the people from the Demon Suppression Division, and therefore was given this house as a gift?" Zhao Fusheng did not answer his question directly, but asked this question instead.

"..." Wu Jizu was disappointed when he heard her say that, then nodded: "How could the news spread so quickly? But this doesn't mean that our Wu family has been set up by someone——"

He paused halfway through his words, as if he had thought of something, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"I understand."

Zhuan Erye was puzzled: "Master, what do you understand?"

Wu Jizu sneered: "It turns out that mismatched families apply not only to marriage, but also to friendship."

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

Although Mr. Wu looks fat, he is actually a very shrewd man.

After he said this, Liu Yizhen also understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

The problem lies in the fact that the Wu family has a good relationship with the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau.

The two sides have uneven strength and unequal status.

To the Demon Suppression Division, the Wu family was just one of the worshippers. They could not be considered friends or relatives, let alone equals - unless there was something fishy going on.

"If you don't have enough strength, you can't be called a friend. The benefits you send may not be meat, but may be bait." Zhao Fusheng said.

Wu Jizu was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "That's true. If only my father could see this truth clearly back then."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Your Excellency has cleared up my doubts. If you have anything to say, please feel free to ask."

Fan Bisi looked at him warily and reminded him, "Sir, there is no business without fraud. I think the Wu family is still holding back to do evil. Be careful."

"Huh." After hearing this, Wu Jizu's cheeks twitched and he seemed to want to say something. In the end, he suppressed his anger and closed his eyes tightly.

"Don't be afraid." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile: "I said, I'm not afraid of his schemes, it all depends on your ability."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Wu Jizu and said, "I have answered your question, now it's my turn to ask my question."

"Just ask, sir. I will tell you everything I know." Wu Jizu opened his eyes after hearing Zhao Fusheng's words.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "You are a smart man. Since you know that we are here because of the Red Shoes Ghost Case, you should know what I want to ask."

Wu Jizu smiled and said, "Well said, I am just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

He thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll start with the Red Shoes Case." After that, he lowered his head and rubbed his brows, a painful expression on his face, and then asked Master Zhuan, "Where was I just now?"

The second master said, "Master, you just mentioned that the old master wanted to take a concubine."

"Yes." Wu Jizu smiled bitterly when he heard this: "I really don't want to mention this."

"Alas." He sighed again: "Anyway, I have to talk about it, so I might as well start from the beginning. I just don't know if you gentlemen have time to listen to me talk about this."

When he said this, his eyes gleamed with obvious ill intentions.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusheng's heart moved, and he looked at Wu Jizu deeply: "I do have time, but I'm afraid your Wu family doesn't have enough time."

"Hmph." Wu Jizu's eyes showed resentment, and he snorted and said, "Then I'll start from the beginning."

"Where should I start?" Wu Jizu said quietly, "Let's start from the rise of my Wu family." When he mentioned 'the rise of the Wu family', he was silent for a long while, and finally smiled bitterly, "Your Excellency is from Wan'an County, and you have found Huanggang Village, so you must know the origin of Huanggang Village."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng nodded, he said, "I won't say anything more. Let me start with the relationship between our Wu family and Bingzhou Demon Suppression Division."

He said:
"My family was poor in the early years. My father was a hard-working man. When he was young, he went into the mountains to dig an old grave. He then went on several trips to buy goods and accumulated some capital."

He started by talking about how Wu Laocai was selling goods, and after a few words, he got to the point: "I just mentioned that my father started his business by digging up an old grave."

Zhao Fusheng sat up straight, and Wu Jizu fell into memories: "There are many things in that old tomb, which made my Wu family accumulate a lot of capital. That year, my father should have worshipped the ancestors, but he suddenly had a whim -"

The fact that Wu Laocai dared to dig up old graves shows that he is not an ordinary person.

He believed that it was not the ancestors but the people in the tomb who protected the Wu family.

Therefore, on the day of ancestor worship, he left his family behind and did not kowtow to his ancestors. Instead, he turned around and went into the deep mountains and forests and went into the old tomb.

"From the first day he dug up the old grave to the next time he went there, more than ten years passed."

The grave had not changed much and was now covered in a pile of weeds.

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Wu Laocai did not clean up after digging the grave. When he went back again, he found that other villagers had visited the place later and there were traces of digging.

The bones in the grave were thrown out and scattered all over the ground.

But there was nothing valuable in the grave, so naturally no one picked up the corpses.

Wu Laocai dared to dig up old graves, so he was not a good person. He had found countless corpses abandoned on the roadside when he dug up graves in the past.

But this time, when he saw the corpses scattered all over the ground, he was particularly angry.

He collected the remains and wanted to find a good feng shui location to bury them again.

"During the process of collecting the remains, my father found something."

"What is it?" Zhao Fusheng waited for a while, and seeing that Wu Jizu didn't say anything further, he asked.

Wu Jizu hesitated and said, "...one eye."

"What?" Chen Duozi exclaimed.

Having said this, Wu Jizu took a deep breath and said, "An eye without an eyeball."

No one knows how many years the old grave has been there. When Wu Laocai collected the remains from the grave again, no one knew how many years had passed since he first dug the grave.

The corpse was pulled out of the cemetery, exposed to wind, sun and rain, and the bones had long since rotted away, and the remaining rotten flesh was eaten clean by snakes, insects, rats and ants.

But there was an eyeball hidden under the corpse.

The eyeball has no pupil, is white in front and red in the back, and is round.

When Wu Laocai was cleaning up the corpse, this thing fell into his palm.

At first he thought he had picked up an egg, but then he felt something was wrong.

This thing is weird. He always feels like the round object is staring at him.

After years of dealing in goods, Wu Laocai has done very little bad things.

People walking on the edge of danger have an unusually keen awareness of death. He immediately sensed a sinister malice from the ball of flesh and threw the ball away.

Wu Laocai had originally thought of coming to offer sacrifices to the old grave on a whim, but now he was so frightened that he wanted to run away in a panic. After returning home, he didn't dare to say much, and he always shuddered when he thought of that eyeball.

At night, he couldn't sleep well and had nightmares. When he woke up in the morning, he felt something round, cold, soft and elastic in his palm.

When he took a closer look, he was almost scared to death.

The eye he held in his palm was the one he had found when he went up the mountain to explore a grave the day before.

Now Wu Laocai realized that he was in trouble.

"As time went by, the eyes began to change gradually—" Wu Jizu's cheeks began to twitch unconsciously when he said this: "Bloods appeared on the white flesh ball, and there was a pupil in the middle, like, like—"

"Rebirth of flesh and blood." Liu Yizhen continued.

“Right, right, right.” Wu Jizu said quickly, “It looks like the eyeball is growing back. It’s really scary.”

When things got to this point, Wu Laocai knew that he was in big trouble.

He was ruthless and his first reaction was to divert the trouble away.

"He tried many methods, but the eyeball could not be delivered, and as time passed, the eyeball gradually took shape."

Wu Jizu said: "The most terrifying thing is that my father felt that the eyeball gradually formed a connection with him. He always felt that the eyeball was staring at him."

We can’t let this evil thing stay in the Wu family any longer!

Wu Laocai has traveled all over the country over the years, and the wealth he has accumulated can be said to have been dug out from countless dangers. He is well aware of the horror of ghost disasters and must not leave this thing in the Wu family.

"So eighteen years ago, my father went on a long journey."

Before leaving, Wu Laocai had two plans:

First, try to find a way to get your eyeballs out.

Second, if he cannot send it out, then he will divert the disaster away by himself and prevent the Wu family from being destroyed.

He went to Bingzhou with the belief that he would die. Wu Jizu said, "There, he found ways to get to know the generals of Bingzhou at that time—"

"Bingzhou is adjacent to the Imperial Capital. This general was already a silver-level ghost rider. He made a mistake and was demoted to Shangyang County. My father tried to please him by giving him this eyeball."

Wu Jizu sneered, "This ghost bead is strange. Most people can't bear its 'blessing', but it's different for ghost riders."

In short, this strange object, which had failed to be delivered after many twists and turns, was finally successfully delivered to the hands of the silver general of Shangyang County.

"..."

Zhao Fusheng and others were dumbfounded after hearing these words.

Wu Laocai is indeed very courageous, as he dares to give ghost things to ghosts.

Zhao Fusheng was both amused and confused. Wu Jizu said, "In return, this silver general also gave my father a gift."

Zhao Fusheng's eyelids jumped: "Could it be that bride?"

Wu Jizu laughed and said, "That's right."

Zhao Fusheng said: "This is really an eye-opener."

"Who said it wasn't?" Wu Jizu said coldly, "The girl was sent to my father as a concubine, so we had to hold a big ceremony to show our gratitude to General Yin. Who knew..." He paused and smiled bitterly, "I think the adults have guessed what happened later, right?"

He has said so much, who among them can't guess it?