I become a god in another world

Chapter 52 Leaving Ghost Domain
Chapter 52

Liu Yizhen seemed to be able to vaguely guess Zhao Fusheng's mood.

He has stayed in Beggar Alley for many years and is very familiar with the people, scenery and objects here.

After the ghost realm enveloped this place, he dealt with people and ghosts, and saw many things about life and death.

The actual killing rules of the beggar ghost are not difficult to figure out, but after the ghost murder incident, no one had the courage to take the first step.

Therefore, even though daytime is an absolutely safe period, more people feel that dark and humid rooms are safer, and would rather hide in them and wait until the time of charity comes, passively waiting for ghosts to appear and hunt.

Today's hunting time for beggar ghosts has just passed, and they have not been back to the Confucius Temple for a long time. But after hearing the sound of the gong, everyone did not have the slightest doubt about it, and subconsciously left the house one after another.

It can be seen that these people are still alive physically, but their spirits have died due to fear.

It may be the first time for Zhao Fusheng to see such a scene, so he is still a little uncomfortable with it.

"Don't like to see such a scene?" he asked while banging the gong.

Zhao Fusheng naturally would not elaborate on such a problem with him. She just shook her head and said:

"No, I'm looking for someone."

After saying that, she stood on tiptoes and looked around in the crowd of zombie-like people. Soon after, she seemed to have finally discovered something, and her eyes lit up:
"found it."

She clenched her fists and strode towards the direction she was looking at.

Zhao Fusheng walked in the opposite direction to the incoming crowd. Many people's eyes were dull, but they instinctively dodged as she approached.

Those who arrived at the Confucius Temple first saw Liu Yizhen holding a gong, but they did not see the familiar porridge cauldron.

The originally numb and sluggish crowd suddenly realized something was wrong, and the eerily quiet crowd finally began to stir uneasily.

"Everyone, there is no charity today."

Liu Yizhen raised the gong and said loudly.

Everyone looked at him blankly, as if they didn't understand what happened.

"From now on, there will be no alms in Confucius Temple." Liu Yizhen explained calmly, holding up a hammer and gong in his hand:

"Two days ago, Mr. Zhao, the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, entered here. The ghost trouble in Begging Alley has been solved. The ghost domain has dispersed. It is safe here. You can leave here on your own."

When he spoke, the scene was so quiet that one could hear the sound of Zhao Fusheng's footsteps walking backwards.

Liu Yizhen looked at Zhao Fusheng and saw that she quickly rushed into the crowd and held a short and skinny man in her hands.

When the man was lifted up by her, his body shrank into a shrimp, his heels lifted off the ground, and he held his head in his hands, not daring to resist.

The ghost world of Begging Alley has been shrouded for a long time. Liu Yizhen gave alms every day and kept almost all the faces of the remaining people in her mind. After a closer look, she immediately recognized the identity of the person she grabbed.

This person was the one who forced Zhao Fusheng to bring a bowl of porridge and stuff it into her arms when she first entered the begging alley.

Liu Yizhen didn't expect that Zhao Fusheng would still remember this grudge after finishing the ghost trouble, and he immediately pursed his lips.

However, the commander of the Demon Suppression Division was no different from a local emperor. Zhao Fusheng wanted to kill a beggar like squeezing an ant to death.

He was not interested in this, and just when he was about to turn around - he heard Zhao Fusheng sneer:

"I finally found you, kid."

After saying that, there were two loud sounds of 'bang bang'.

Zhao Fusheng was seen hitting the beggar with his fists. He hit the beggar twice and his nose was crooked and bleeding.

After she vented her anger, she let go of her hand, and the beaten beggar fell to the ground with a thud, his body curled up into a ball, shaking non-stop.

Zhao Fusheng shook his hand and hummed:
"Let's see if you dare to harm others in the future."

This movement finally broke the silence of the crowd.

The man who was beaten came back to his senses because of the severe pain on his face. He gasped quietly and stood up tremblingly, looking a little confused and at a loss.

Zhao Fusheng felt refreshed after beating the man, and having swept away the depression after entering the begging alley, he put one hand on his hip and said loudly:

"The Demon Suppression Department is handling the case. The ghost zone here has been eliminated. Everyone leave quickly!"

"Come on!"

While she was speaking, she stretched out her leg and kicked the man who was still lying on the ground.

As soon as these words fell, all the survivors felt like they were waking up from a dream.

"what……"

"The ghost realm is solved?"

"Are the people from the Demon Suppression Department here?"

At first, a few people asked questions, but after they finished speaking, they seemed to be extremely frightened. They folded their hands and covered their lips tightly.

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

Liu Yizhen was stunned when he witnessed all this. He did not expect that Zhao Fusheng would only beat the person to vent his anger, but not kill him.

With her intelligence, she should understand the malicious intention of the beggar stuffing the porridge.

Zhao Fusheng had a cunning temperament and was not a person who would suffer losses. Liu Yizhen was really surprised that he would do such a thing in the end.

But his confusion only lasted for a moment. As the crowd became restless, he also explained:

"Everyone, the ghost trouble here has been resolved. From now on, Confucius Temple will no longer give alms."

He raised the gong and struck it twice more.

The lifeless crowd was gradually injected with life, and the belated survivors finally realized what had happened.

Some people were surprised, others couldn't believe it. Except for a few people who still looked numb and dull, most people had realized that they had escaped from this nightmare-like ghost disaster.

"Solve it?"

"The ghost was driven away?"

"Is the Ghost Realm gone?"

"Did we survive-"

……

Many people asked questions.

Liu Yizhen thought of the fate book, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"This time the ghost trouble has been solved. I can't say what will happen in the future."

When his words fell into the ears of the uninformed masses, it was tantamount to the death row prisoners waiting for the good news of amnesty.

Everyone was overjoyed.

Many people then tried to look around, and sure enough they saw the ghost fog dissipating and the sky getting slightly brighter - this was a sign that the ghost realm had dispersed.

"Its daybreak!"

"The ghost is gone and we are safe."

"You can go!"

"I will never come to this begging alley again--"

The survivors began to scatter around in surprise.

At first, their bodies were a little stiff from being huddled for a long time, but then they walked faster and faster, escaping in all directions, not daring to stay in the begging alley for a moment longer.

The man who was paralyzed at Zhao Fusheng's feet also realized something. He quietly got up from the ground and quickly blended into the crowd, as if he was afraid of being caught by Zhao Fusheng again. "..."

Zhao Fusheng looked at him coldly as he swam around in the crowd like a loach. After a while, it became difficult to distinguish him. Finally, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of Liu Yizhen and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Go back!"

She didn't stop any longer and walked in the same direction.

The haze dispersed, and many people stood outside the begging alley.

The leaders were none other than the Fan brothers, and the magistrate and master Zhao Fusheng had seen before stood beside them.

Liu Wu, who had driven the car for her, and other government officials stood behind her, and there were also a few onlookers who were not afraid of death.

"elder brother--"

Fan Wujiu looked uneasily in the direction of the begging alley. At this time, the ghost realm had been lifted and the heavy fog was dispersing. The stench of corpses, blood and feces that had been blocked in the ghost realm was the first to come out, making people smell it. Discoloration.

"How long shall we wait?"

Fan Wujiu's expression was extremely haggard:

"The ghost realm has dispersed..."

"Wait a minute, there's no movement yet."

Fan Bisheng said calmly.

The old county magistrate and the master on the side heard the conversation between the two brothers, looked at each other, and did not dare to speak.

"Do you think Fusheng is still alive?" Fan Wujiu asked.

No one dared to answer this question.

"do not know."

After a long time, Fan Bisheng shook his head.

"How can the ghost trouble in Begging Alley be so easy to solve?"

A slightly obscene voice sounded, and Zhang Chuanshi poked his head out from behind the two brothers Fan Bisheng:

"I think Zhao Fusheng is heavily influenced by ghosts and is not very clear-headed. He is new to controlling ghosts and has no experience. How can he easily drive away powerful ghosts?"

When he spoke, he stood on tiptoes and poked his head out, staring directly in the direction of the begging alley with a pair of mung bean-like eyes, squeezing out the 'king' pattern on his forehead.

"Perhaps it was because of her death that the evil ghosts in her body revived, and they happened to balance with the ghosts in the begging alley, so the ghost realm was finally lifted."

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes moved like crazy when he spoke. Although he couldn't see the lower half of his face hidden behind Fan Bisheng's shoulders, Fan Wujiu could hear the gloating in his words.

He glanced at his eldest brother, but Fan Bi died without making a sound.

But Fan Wujiu knew what he was thinking, and he seemed to be quite afraid of Zhao Fusheng, who could control ghosts and die.

That day, the two brothers separated from Zhao Fusheng in the city. They led a group of corpse bearers to take the Zhao couple's bodies to Baozhi County overnight for burial. They hurried back to Wan'an County at noon the next day, but they did not Zhao Fusheng was not seen.

Later, Zhang Chuanshi from the coffin shop appeared, and the two brothers learned from Zhang Chuanshi that Zhao Fusheng burned the paper figurine Zhang's mansion and borrowed someone from the county magistrate to send her here.

After being pointed out by the old woman who set up a stall at the intersection, it was determined that Zhao Fusheng had entered the begging alley. For the next three days, the place was haunted by ghosts, and Zhao Fusheng's life and death were unknown.

Since two days ago, all the prominent people in Wan'an County have been guarding here.

Zhao Fusheng's life and death represents the fate of some people.

If the last leader of the Demon Suppression Command in Wan'an County also dies, the Demon Suppression Division here will be completely useless, and people with good backgrounds will naturally not want to stay here anymore.

The old magistrate and the master probably had the same idea, but the people in the Suppressing Demon Division were unable to leave because of the soul book. Zhang Chuanshi was forced into the Suppressing Demon Division, and Zhao Fusheng offended the paper man Zhang. And fear, now resentful of Zhao Fusheng, wishing that she would die in this ghost disaster.

"Old Zhang, don't talk nonsense." Fan Wujiu scolded, then turned around:
"elder brother--"

"I think Fu Sheng is not dead."

Fan Bisheng responded.

As soon as he said these words, everyone's ears twitched, and even the magistrate took a half step forward, wanting to hear him elaborate.

"Fusheng is not dead?" Fan Wujiu was stunned for a moment and asked with a higher voice.

Fan Bisheng thought for a moment and then said:

"Fusheng's personality changed a bit after he controlled the ghost. I always feel -" He couldn't find the right words to describe his feelings when getting along with Zhao Fusheng after he came back from the dead.

But he felt that Zhao Fusheng was shrewd and cautious, but his actions were bold and even a little crazy.

Zhang Chuanshi said that she was crazy when she burned the paper figurines in Zhang's mansion, but Fan Bisheng felt that this was something she could do - she would never suffer a loss, and she would avenge her hatred immediately and would not tolerate it.

"There was no movement in the ghost realm for the past three days. I think she was trying to figure out the ghost law in secret. All in all, I think she might not die here."

Fan Bi died after thinking for a while and still expressed his guess.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, he was startled at first, and then his eyebrows trembled:
"It's useless not to die. You all know what the devil is like in the Demon Suppression Department. It's okay if she doesn't use the power of the devil. If she uses the power of the devil, she may be attacked by the ghost."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence:
"Even if there is no backlash for the time being, it is still possible to be affected by the evil ghost and become crazy."

His words hit home the inner worries of the Fan brothers.

Fan Wujiu suddenly remembered the scene after Zhao Qiming's evil ghost lost control, and his face became a little gloomy.

"I……"

Fan Wujiu was about to speak when suddenly there was the sound of messy footsteps in the distance, as if there were many people running away.

"Shhh-" Fan Bishi's eyes lit up and he immediately shouted, "Someone is coming."

The people who spoke immediately fell silent, and in the thin mist, many survivors in ragged clothes were seen running away from the begging alley.

There were only a few people at the beginning, but more and more people followed.

The magistrate quickly ordered the officer to stop the person for questioning, but before the officer could take action, Fan Bisheng seemed to have seen something and shouted:
"coming!"

Everyone quickly followed his line of sight and saw Zhao Fusheng walking out of the begging alley leisurely behind a group of people fleeing in a hurry.

"Fusheng——"

"Fusheng!"

When the Fan brothers saw her walking out, they were both shocked and then suspicious.

She stayed in the begging alley for a few days, and her body was stained with blood, but her expression was not depressed, and her eyes did not look crazy. She looked calm and even had a slight smile on her lips.

It seemed that this time she was not here to deal with a ghost disaster, but just to visit a temple fair.

The people in front of them turned around and looked back hurriedly as they ran away, as if they were afraid that a ghost was chasing them.

And she was calm and unusually calm.

What happened in Beginning Alley these past few days?Since Zhao Fusheng is still alive, the quelling of the ghost disaster must be related to her. Did she use the power of the ghost?Or use the ghost's killing method to lure the ghost away from this place?

Several questions came to everyone's mind.

Fan Bisheng suppressed the panic in his heart and took the lead to greet him:
"Fusheng."

Fan Wujiu followed behind him.

Zhang Chuanshi, who had been gloating about his misfortune before, suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw Zhao Fusheng appear, showing an expression of disbelief and despair.

But the next moment, his expression changed, and he swept away his previous malice, followed behind the Fan brothers, and shouted flatteringly:
"Master Zhao! Master Zhao has good fortune and has calmed down the ghost disaster. It is really a blessing to my Wan'an County——"

The magistrate and others looked at each other, both surprised and happy.

The waiting crowd came forward and surrounded Zhao Fusheng like stars over the moon.

(End of this chapter)