I become a god in another world

Chapter 455: The Birth of a Ghostly Fetus
Chapter 455

Wu Jizu couldn't stop retching.

"Wow, ugh, ugh—"

He bent over and retched several times. His stomach felt like it was churning and an indescribable smell rushed to his head.

Zhuan Erye, who was standing behind Wu Jizu, was suddenly shocked: "Oh, Master, what happened?"

"I, I, vomit--" Before he could finish his words, Wu Jizu retched again.

As he spoke, his belly seemed to swell silently.

Zhao Fusheng realized something was wrong and his eyes fell on his stomach.

Wu Jizu himself was a bit obese, with a lot of fat on his waist. When he slumped down in the chair and huddled together, the fat piled up, causing his abdomen to bulge out.

But at this time, as Wu Jizu vomited, the fat began to tremble, and it seemed as if something was moving inside.

A strange thought arose in Zhao Fusheng's mind, and she suddenly looked up at Chen Duozi.

Chen Duozi did not notice Zhao Fusheng's gaze, her attention was attracted by Wu Jizu.

Wu Jizu kept retching, and the Wu family was suddenly in a panic.

At this time, he is the backbone of the Wu family. Once anything happens to him, the Wu family will lose its leader.

No one cared that the Demon Suppression Division was still there, and they crowded forward to help Wu Jizu with chest pushes and back rubs.

Several women cried out, "The master must not be in trouble at this time."

After that, another older man called out, "Turn around and get a spittoon."

Upon hearing this, Master Zhuan responded and quickly turned around to bring back a porcelain basin.

Everyone stood in front of Wu Jizu holding basins. He couldn't vomit anything, so he vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water.

"Is this a stomach upset?"

"It's probably because you're not used to the local climate. You're suffering from dysentery."

……

Everyone was talking.

Wu Jizu struggled for a long time, then raised his head with a pale face and took a long breath.

"Forty-forty-three years ago?" He looked at Zhao Fusheng with a strange expression, but was interrupted by the actions of other members of the Wu family before he could finish his words.

Master Zhuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

"Master..." He was about to speak, but he noticed that there was something wrong with the wrinkles on Wu Jizu's forehead.

With so much going on lately, Wu Jizu's forehead wrinkles became very deep, forming a "亖"-shaped mark all over his forehead.

At this moment, he looked up with a grim expression. Except for a few women who were massaging his chest and pushing his back and did not see his face, Zhuan Erye and the others kept their eyes on his face, so they noticed his abnormality at the first time.

The wrinkles on his forehead began to move, and soon a small lump suddenly appeared, shaped like a tumor.

"Ah——" When Master Zhuan saw this scene, he was frightened out of his wits.

He let out an extremely shrill howl, drawing everyone's attention to Wu Jizu.

"what happened?"

Wu Jizu's face was already ugly, and when he heard Zhuan Erye's scream, his eyes darkened. Although he tried to remain calm, his subconscious action of raising his hand betrayed him, and he reached out to touch his forehead.

The tumor on his forehead grew bigger and bigger in an instant, and even tore the horizontal lines in the shape of the Chinese character "亖" on his forehead.

After a short while, the tumor began to move.

It was as if there was a worm living inside, squirming and squeezing the skin like a living thing.

Amid the crowd's horrified screams and gasps, Wu Jizu's forehead was torn open. As the blood gushed out, a round object was seen buried under the torn flesh.

The round ball of flesh seemed to be covered with a layer of flesh tendons.

The round flesh ball inside was beating wildly, the layer of flesh tendons was torn, and a bloody eye emerged from inside.

"what!!!"

Everyone in the Wu family screamed one after another and retreated back in fear.

Zhao Fusheng sat in front of Wu Jizu, facing the brunt of this strange ghost eye.

This bloody ghost eye appeared in the center of Wu Jizu's forehead, growing vertically, with red eyeballs, looking at the person in front of him with resentment, and happened to meet Zhao Fusheng's gaze.

The ghost's eyes moved slightly, and blood plasma slowly flowed down Wu Jizu's nose.

A chilling malice came over me.

Zhao Fusheng shuddered.

The eye's gaze was fixed on her, and her pupils reflected the ghost's eye.

"How can I--how can I--"

At this time, Wu Jizu touched his forehead and his fingertips touched the eyeball.

A chill ran through his body.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his belly moved. His already bulging belly began to grow like it was blowing air.

The waistband of the pants was torn apart with a "snap", and the originally loose clothes were instantly tightened.

Before Wu Jizu had time to think about the changes in his stomach, his fingertips touched a soft, cool object - it was the ghost eyeball that had once attached to his father Wu Laocai.

He had witnessed with his own eyes that Wu Laocai was tortured by the ghost eye before his death.

When the forehead is pierced, the person will die.

An inexplicable trembling feeling surged into Wu Jizu's heart, and he murmured to himself: "Why am I not dead yet?"

The laws of evil spirits were manifested in him. He was a man marked by a ghost. Logically, he should have died the moment the ghost's eyes opened.

But he was fine at this time.

He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes sparkled, and he shouted happily: "Could it be that I can control a ghost?"

The word "ghost" should have been a taboo for the Wu family, but if one tried to control a ghost in such a dangerous situation, the situation would be different.

It would be perfect if Wu Jizu could control the ghost at this moment.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Master Zhuan Erye screamed, "Master, you——"

A bad premonition came over Wu Jizu's heart.

Every time Zhuan Erye called out, it brought bad news. He was filled with murderous intent and wanted to cover the old slave's mouth immediately: "Shut up!"

he shouted.

But Wu Jizu was still a little late in scolding. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuan Erye's shout rang out at the same time: "--your stomach."

Wu Jizu lowered his head instinctively.

I saw that his belly was as big as a jar and was stuck tightly in the middle of the armchair.

The satin dress, which was shiny because of the fat, was stuck in the gap between the chairs, and was stretched to the limit.

"This, this is--" It is not a good thing for an abnormal situation to happen at this time.

Wu Jizu tried to get up in a panic, but his flesh was stuck in the chair and his feet were off the ground. He tried several times by supporting himself with his hands on the armrests, but to no avail.

"Help the master quickly." Master Zhuan shouted.

The crowd who had originally retreated rushed forward, some carrying chairs and some pulling people around, all busy and having fun.

"Ah." Wu Jizu showed a painful expression on his face.

He closed his eyes tightly, but the ghost eye in the center of his forehead did not close, and looked at the people around him with malicious intent.

The people of the Wu family had been marked by the Ghost Eye long ago, but the people of the Demon Suppression Division had not.

Zhao Fusheng shouted sternly: "Everyone, turn away and don't look into the ghost's eyes."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone turned their backs.

A look of pity appeared on Chen Duozi's face.

Strong empathy and compassion are women's innate advantages.

She resented the Wu family for being rich but unkind, killing many innocent women and becoming the ghost's "messengers". Her stepdaughter Lu Zhu'er, whom she had raised, also died as a result.

But when she saw Wu Jizu's painful expression at this time, she couldn't help but feel sympathy and said, "Sir, has he been harmed by a ghost?"

After saying that, she looked at the strange, bloody eyeball again: "It's really scary." She didn't seem to be affected by the ghost eyeball.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and Chen Duozi stared at Wu Jizu again: "How can we help him dig out his eyeballs?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Jizu's stomach began to wriggle wildly.

A piercing pain came from his stomach.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were grabbing his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, causing him excruciating pain.

"Ah! It hurts me to death!"

Wu Jizu yelled, pushed away his family members on both sides, and the chair that was stuck on his body fell to the ground with a bang.

He was like a turtle with its shell turned over, with his spine pointing downward and his limbs pointing upward, swinging non-stop.

If Ding Datong and others were still here, they would probably recognize the weirdness of Wu Jizu at a glance - they had experienced the entire outbreak of the ghost fetus case in Changping County and were very sensitive to the ghost fetus case.

But the people in Wan'an County didn't even think of going there at first.

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It was not until Wu Jizu's belly was as big as a jar and kept shaking like a woman who was pregnant for ten months that Meng Po suddenly woke up: "My lord, is it a ghost baby——"

As she spoke, she subconsciously looked at Chen Duozi.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Yes!"

She said: "Chen Duozi said something before-"

Chen Duozi said: Wu Jizu has ulterior motives, tell Zhao Fusheng to be careful!
As a result, her words came true.

Every word spoken by the ghost rider who controls a special evil spirit possesses extraordinary power. Wu Jizu is now pregnant with a ghost baby.

"..."

Meng Po was dumbfounded, and Fan Da, Fan Xiao, and Liu Yizhen were also horrified. They looked at Chen Duozi with fear and trepidation, and all moved away from this seemingly cowardly woman.

"What, what ghost baby?"

When Wu Jizu heard the word "ghost", he was so frightened that his soul flew away. He asked while enduring the severe pain.

"You are pregnant with a ghost baby—"

Zhao Fusheng explained.

But when she said this, she also felt extremely strange in her heart.

The ghost fetus in Changping County is different from the current situation.

The ghost fetus parasitizes the human body. The host loses its vitality the moment it is parasitized and becomes a walking zombie.

However, Wu Jizu's situation at this time was different from that of ordinary living dead. He was still conscious.

Moreover, Chen Duozi seemed to be able to release the ghost fetus at will. Such power was too incredible.

Then Zhao Fusheng thought again: Chen Duozi was able to release the ghost fetus successfully, does she have the ability to take it back?

This thought immediately made her feel extremely uneasy.

She looked at Kuai Manzhou and said, "Manzhou, pay attention to your surroundings. If the ghost fetus appears, trap it here and don't let it escape."

After that, he instructed Liu Yizhen: "Yizhen, take the disgusting ghost's fur coat, put it on Wu Jizu, and trap him in the coffin."

"it is good!"

Liu Yizhen responded.

Although Erfan was afraid of ghosts, they had dressed ghost fetuses in clothes before. When they heard Zhao Fusheng's order, they also planned to suppress their fear and go forward to help.

Before the men approached, Wu Jizu already felt the shadow of death.

In fear he shouted, "Don't come over here."

The ghost eye on his forehead immediately widened.

When the chaos broke out, Chen Duozi was at a loss.

From the conversation between Zhao Fusheng and others, she vaguely heard that the chaotic situation at this time seemed to be caused by her.

"Sir, did I do something wrong?" she asked stutteringly.

Zhao Fusheng calmed down and said, "No."

The ghost fetus in Wu Jizu's belly did appear because of her, but Chen Duozi was new to controlling ghosts, her power was unstable, and she knew nothing about the abilities of ghosts. It was not her fault that she unleashed the power of a fierce ghost due to a slip of the tongue when she was ignorant.

After hearing her say this, Chen Duozi felt a little relieved.

But Wu Jizu was not at ease. He was still thinking about one thing: "Sir, what do you mean by 43 years ago?"

He covered his stomach and groaned in pain from his throat. His three eyes opened at the same time and stared at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes met the ghost's eyes, and he felt dazed for a moment.

All kinds of images from past and present lives mixed together and filled her mind at a rapid speed.

Her eye sockets were swollen and painful, as if her eyeballs were about to burst, and her head was tight.

A sense of malice invaded her whole body.

She couldn't help but cover her head.

"My lord——" "My lord!"

Chen Duozi and Meng Po were the first to notice her discomfort and they both exclaimed.

"You are not allowed to hurt Fusheng!"

The originally quiet Kuai Manzhou suddenly became furious. Her hair stood up in disarray, black lines appeared on her face, and she held her hands in front of her chest, and she didn't know when she was clenching a blood-red flower branch.

The power of the ghost eye was slightly restricted by Kuai Manzhou's ghost appearance.

But after a moment, the ghost's eyes opened wide, and Wu Jizu's forehead skin was torn into pieces.

The ghost's eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, and Kuai Manzhou's thoughts and consciousness fell into confusion for a moment.

The scene before Mrs. Zhuang Si's death turned into a memory that shocked her heart.

The child's spirit stagnated.

At this moment, Wu Jizu felt a spooky feeling coming from his stomach.

‘Hiss—’

The silk clothes on his body were torn, revealing his bulging belly.

Wu Jizu's belly was pale, but covered with blue and black stripes.

The belly was so swollen that it was shining, and the skin was so thin that it was almost transparent, and one could see the dark blue shadow of a ghost fetus inside.

The ghost fetus was tearing at Wu Jizu's abdominal cavity, trying to be born.

……

This scene horrified everyone in the Wu family so much that they all dodged in panic.

Wu Jizu was only breathing out, rarely breathing in, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Fusheng: "Why, why, forty-three years ago? It was clearly seventeen--"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly screamed.

A large amount of blood gushed out of the eyeball on the forehead.

Black bloodshot covered his eyeballs. At the same time, the ghost fetus tore through his abdominal cavity and quickly crawled out of Wu Jizu's belly.

The ghost fetus was tied with Wu Jizu's intestines and internal organs. As soon as it was born, it cried loudly: "Ying——"

When the ghost cried, everyone was shocked.

At this moment, everyone in the room, whether it was the people from the Demon Suppression Division or the people from the Wu family who were trapped in the ghost realm, all had drooping mouth corners and looked like they were crying.

The ghost fetus was completely unaware and as soon as it was born, it crawled up along Wu Jizu's chest.

It moved quickly, with Wu Jizu's internal organs attached to its body. In an instant, it crawled to Wu Jizu's face, then stretched out its hands and dug towards his forehead!

Intestines, internal organs, blood and flesh residue were scattered all over Wu Jizu.

There was a big hole in his abdomen, but he was still under the influence of the evil spirit and had not yet died.

But not dying at this time is not a good thing.

The shadow of great pain and death shrouded him. When he was terrified, the ghost fetus had already crawled onto his face and inserted its hands into the ghost's eyeballs.

'Pfft! '