I become a god in another world

Chapter 55

That day, before Zhao Fusheng forced Zhang Chuanshi to join the Demon Suppressing Division, he was smiling and seemed to be easy-going and easy to talk to. Unexpectedly, he fell into a big fight after that and is now trapped in the Demon Suppressing Division.

"...Is it, is it related to the paper man Zhang?" Zhang Chuanshi's old face wrinkled up, hesitating for a long time, and asked bitterly.

Zhao Fusheng was noncommittal, pushing her heels on the chair and leaning her upper body back. The two footrests in front of the four-legged chair she was sitting on were off the ground, leaving only her back legs for support. She swayed back and forth, making the chair make noises. .

Zhang Chuanshi gritted his teeth and said:

"It has nothing to do with me, sir."

He secretly thought 'bad luck'.

I didn't escape from this street that day, but I didn't know that I would never be able to leave after staying. Now that I'm in the book of souls and controlled by others, I can't run away.

Zhao Fusheng was blessed with good fortune. He did not die even after entering the begging alley, and he even decomposed the evil ghost, which made him even more frightened.

Being stared at by Zhao Fusheng at this time, Zhang Chuanshi was under great pressure.

He held on for several breaths, but finally couldn't stand it any longer. He was sweating profusely and suppressed the oiliness all over his body, and begged:

"Sir, you know what happened that day. I went to the back to make tea. I wonder what you and my uncle talked about..."

"Where is the paper man Zhang?"

Zhao Fusheng interrupted him and stopped beating around the bush.

"Zi, paper man Zhang——" Zhang Chuanshi was startled by her direct words. He squeezed his eyes, and the bags under his eyes bulged like fish bubbles. He said in a low voice:

"That day, there was a sudden fire in Zhang's house. My uncle - no, the paper man turned into a weird paper man and flew away -"

When the Fan brothers saw the two talking about the paper man Zhang, they couldn't help but put away their worries about the future and stared at Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Chuanshi.

Zhao Fusheng pressed his heels on the chair, rocked back and forth, looked at Zhang Chuanshi and smiled:

"Don't lie to me."

"Don't dare to lie to others, don't dare to lie to others."

Zhang Chuanshi quickly waved his hand and shook his head:
"Many people saw the paper man Zhang Feikong leaving Wan'an County that day. After that, the Fan family brothers also went to check. If you don't believe me, ask them."

After saying that, he quickly pointed his finger at Fan Bisei and the other two.

Fan Bisheng gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Chuanshi with dissatisfaction. However, when Zhao Fusheng turned his head, Fan Bisheng hesitated for a moment and still said:

"We did go and see that the original Zhang residence has been reduced to ruins."

Regarding this matter, the two brothers were actually very surprised.

After they completed what Zhao Fusheng told them that day, they fled back to Wan'an County without stopping for a moment, fearing that Deputy Zheng from Baozhi County would find out and come to bring bad luck to them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to the county, he heard about the major events that happened in the city: the newly appointed demon-suppressing commander Si burned down Zhiman Zhang's home, and Zhiman Zhang turned into a strange paper man and flew away without a trace.

At first, the two of them were in disbelief, until Zhang Chuanshi, who was hiding, came out and confirmed the fact.

Several people didn't know what Zhao Fusheng talked about with the paper figurine that day, or why she did such a thing. The two brothers were puzzled, and in the end they could only boil it down to this: Zhao Fusheng was influenced by a powerful ghost and became impulsive and irritable. , and suffered a little loss, and wanted to find a paper man Zhang to vent his anger.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng was right in front of them, but no one dared to ask why. Fan Bisheng said:

"We later asked Magistrate Pang to send people to search, but no trace of the paper man was found."

Although I don't know why Zhao Fusheng wants to enmity with the paper man Zhang, but since she has made her position clear, Fan Bisheng and others will naturally act like they are enemies of the paper man Zhang.

It was his character at that time, and he tried to do things without leakage. It was not until Zhao Fusheng returned safely that Fan Bisheng began to rejoice in his arrangements at that time.

"Maybe he offended you and left Wan'an County." Fan Wujiu guessed.

The other two kept nodding.

"He lied to you."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said something.

"Ah?" Fan Bisheng was a little confused when he heard this. Zhao Fusheng didn't explain much at this time, but looked at Zhang Chuanshi:
"The Zhang family has been lurking in Wan'an County for more than 40 years. How could they leave so rashly when their goals were not achieved?"

What she said was meaningless, but the content of her words surprised the Fan brothers.

Zhang Chuanshi's pupils shrank, his face stiffened, and then he pretended to be surprised.

"Stop pretending." Zhao Fusheng shook his head:

"It won't look like it again."

"Fu Sheng, what on earth is going on?"

Fan Bisheng suddenly felt a little confused and asked quickly.

Zhao Fusheng said:
"This matter must be brought up from the ghost trouble in Beggar Alley."

She glanced at the three people in the courtyard and let out a long sigh.

This will be her temporary team in the future. Although it is not reliable, she cannot go out alone for every ghost case. There will always be times when people are needed for subsequent ghost cases.

The ghost case in Beggar Alley is not a secret, and there are things that can be told to them. It is also an opportunity for Zhao Fusheng to show his reasoning ability in disguise, to suppress smart people like Fan Bisheng, so that he can be honest and do his duty.

The three of them were indeed curious about the ghost case in Beggar Alley.

Zhang Chuanshi was not a member of the Suppressing Demon Division before. Although he lived next to the Suppressing Demon Division, he knew nothing about the internal operations of the Suppressing Demon Division. He only knew that they were "people who handle ghost cases."

For the Fan brothers, the scene of everyone discussing the ghost case was both familiar and strange because of the time.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng was willing to tell a few people. Fan Wujiu was a bit more carefree, so he moved a stool and sat down, urging him impatiently:

"Fusheng, please tell me."

Fan Bisheng held his forehead helplessly, looking at this younger brother who seemed to be missing a muscle as if he hated the iron.

"The ghost case in Beggar Alley, I started to be misled by clues, and thought it was consistent with the case 40 years ago."

After saying that, she got the file, found Zhang Chuanshi, and used Zhang Chuanshi's guidance to find the paper man Zhang, and learned the origins of the headless ghost from the paper man Zhang's mouth.

"I thought I was well prepared, but after entering the begging alley, I realized that was not the case."

She skipped the conflict with the paper man Zhang and mentioned that after entering the beggar alley, she discovered that the evil ghost was killing people and discovered the evil ghost's killing rules.

Zhao Fusheng said it simply, but the general story was not hidden.

Fan Bisheng heard her talk about looking directly at the whereabouts of the ghost. Afterwards, he was even more bold to follow the ghost. When he found the hiding place of the ghost, his heart was pounding and his hands and feet were so scared that his hands and feet were cold.

"..."

This is so messy!It’s too suicidal!How dare she?

"Then I got some clues from Liu Yizhen's mouth, and then I inferred something."

When she said this, she turned her gaze back to Zhang Chuanshi:
"Decades ago, Liu Huacheng brought the sealed ghost back to his hometown. Later, before his birthday, the nails in the ghost's coffin were stolen. Afterwards, Liu Huacheng was forced to use the coffin lid to ask Zhang Xiongwu to suppress the resurrected ghost——"

Zhao Fusheng paused and looked at Zhang Chuanshi, who was clearly flustered: "This should all be under Zhang Xiongwu's control, right? He stole the coffin nails and forced the headless ghost to revive, just to create chaos and then force Liu Hua Cheng voluntarily handed over part of the coffin lid.”

"No - it's impossible -" Zhang Chuanshi retorted subconsciously.

Zhao Fusheng sneered:

"You don't have to rush to deny it. Of course I have my reasons for saying this."

The truth about the Chengnan ghost case 40 years ago has not been recorded, and the Demon Suppression Department has a lack of information about this case.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng filled in the missing information, but the Fan brothers were so shocked that they could not recover for a long time.

"Zhang Xiongwu can make ghost lanterns. Ghost lanterns can interfere with the perception of ghosts. If such a person stays in the Imperial Capital, he will probably be robbed by someone who wants to win over him."

Even if the ghost lantern he creates is not perfect, if there is even a glimmer of hope, he will still be sought after by others, not to mention the fact that he and Su Long collaborated as 'ghost-spotters'. Once such a feat is recorded in the files of the Demon Suppression Division, , the imperial court will not let such a 'talent' go.

"And he doesn't seek fame, wealth, or power, so he lives in Wan'an County. Why?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Zhang Chuanshi was already in a state of confusion at this time, and his mind was being manipulated by her analysis. When he listened to her question, he subconsciously asked:
"What for?"

"Maybe he wants to be a good person." Zhao Fusheng sighed.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Brother Fan Bisheng and Zhang Chuanshi were both shocked by her answer. They didn't know how to answer the question. Zhao Fusheng showed a smiley face:
"Just kidding with you."

At first, no one spoke. After a while, Zhang Chuanshi laughed awkwardly:
"Hahaha--"

After he finished laughing, he saw that the Fan brothers were silent. He put the voice back into his throat again, cooing twice like a dove, and then became silent again.

"He might just want to steal this coffin."

Zhao Fusheng did not care about the performance of several people and expressed his own inference:

"If the coffin lid sent by Liu Huacheng satisfied his appetite, the Zhang family should have moved out of Wan'an County at that time." The reason why they did not leave for 40 years may be that they wanted to take the entire coffin with them.

"The reason why the paper man Zhang lured me into the begging alley was probably because he wanted to trick me into dying."

She analyzed:

"It is known that there are three ghosts in the Confucius Temple. Two ghosts have reached a balance. One ghost is a street kid who wanders around all day long, so the paper man Zhang has no chance to take action."

"..." The Fan brothers looked confused.

Although they had seen the ghost mist earlier, they knew that the ghost case in Confucius Temple was not simple, but there were actually three big ghosts squatting in a mere Confucius Temple. They still found it difficult to sit still just listening to Zhao Fusheng's words. install.

"If he wants to take action, he must find the right opportunity to seal the beggar."

"So he wants you to conquer the beggars?" Fan Wujiu asked innocently.

"He wants me dead."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him and replied.

Fan Wujiu thought she was scolding him, so he immediately shrank his head. Fan Bisei glanced at his brother and explained:
"Fusheng is also a ghost controller. If something happens to her in the beggar alley, the ghost she controls will definitely revive, and then she will reach a delicate balance with the beggar ghost."

When he said this, Fan Wujiu and Zhang Chuanshi understood the reason.

From these words, Fan Bisheng once again felt the horror of Zhao Fusheng. She seemed extremely shrewd and could understand people's hearts.

Could it be that she took action against Paper Man Zhang because she guessed his thoughts?
While he was thinking wildly, he heard Zhao Fusheng suddenly ask:

"Is the paper man Zhang the one who controls ghosts?"

As soon as she said these words, all three people in the Demon Suppression Department were shocked.

"No, no!"

Zhang Chuanshi blurted out:

"I have been since I was a child——" He paused for a moment, then continued:
"We are relatives. I have known him for decades. He does not control ghosts."

Fan Bisheng also explained:
"People who control ghosts have unpredictable tempers, and ghosts have a great influence on people. It is impossible for people who control ghosts to live for such a long time."

"Not necessarily."

Zhao Fusheng laughed.

She keenly caught Zhang Chuanshi's previous faux pas in shock - 'since childhood', and Zhao Fusheng kept this sentence in mind.

"He has a faint ghost breath on his body. I began to think that it was because he created ghost slaves."

Zhang Chuanshi nodded quickly and wanted to speak, but Zhao Fusheng didn't give him a chance and said again:
"When I burned him that day, I found that his body seemed to be cut out of paper, but he retained human consciousness. He survived being burned by the flames and flew away afterwards. How could this be a human ability? He was clearly a master of control. Used a fierce ghost."

When she said this, Fan Bisheng was no longer sure.

Many things that happened recently exceeded his original understanding: the paper man Zhang may be a ghost controller, Zhao Fu seemed to be a different person after his death and rebirth, and the Zhao couple who were not supposed to be resurrected at the same time actually became a ghost. ——And the most terrifying thing is that there are three big ghosts hidden in the Confucius Temple.

Zhao Fusheng had a panoramic view of the three people's reactions.

Judging from the looks on several people's faces, no one in Wan'an County knew that the paper man Zhang Yugui was with him.

If this fire hadn't forced him out of his original shape, everyone would have been kept in the dark by him.

He deliberately concealed it, and Zhao Fusheng guessed that the several heads of the Lingsi who had cooperated with him in Wan'an County in the past probably knew nothing about it.

"But, but if a person controls a fierce ghost, how can he not die?" Fan Bi muttered to himself without knowing why.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and said:

"Probably because of the coffin lid."

The ghost coffin has the ability to suppress the headless ghost. According to Liu Yizhen, when the headless ghost is put into the ghost coffin and sealed, it will be like falling into a deep sleep, and nothing will happen to him again.

"I guess that maybe Zhang Xiongwu found an opportunity to suppress the ghost, so he took the risk of controlling the ghost, and then tried to get the coffin, forcing the ghost he controlled to 'sleep' and enter a sealed state, making the ghost control Can a person control a ghost without dying?"

When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but light up, as if she had finally found a way to deal with the ghosts she controlled by not only relying on the list of gods.

From this point of view, Zhang Xiongwu is really a talent.

But her newly born fire of hope was quickly extinguished by Fan Bishi's words:

"It might be difficult to do that," he said:

"All things are interdependent, and ghosts and evil things must be matched with each other to play a more powerful role. For example, the headless ghost you mentioned is looking for a head. Although there are people killed in the process, to it, it must be its original head. It’s the most suitable.”

Therefore, until its own head is found, its ghost body is incomplete and its own power will be subject to certain limitations.

"Although the ghost coffin that seals it has a mysterious effect, it must be the most compatible with it. If it were other ghosts, the suppressive power of the ghost coffin may not be as amazing."

Fan Bisheng's words were straightforward and simple. Zhao Fusheng immediately understood what he meant and fell into deep thought again.