I become a god in another world

Chapter 61

It was previously said in the Demon Suppression Division that Wu Datong had a younger son besides Wu Liren, but now it was said that before Wu Liren was born, Wu Datong also had an eldest son born -

Although the two statements are inconsistent, it is not so much that Wu Da Jing is old and confused, but that he was influenced by evil ghosts.

But due to the same memory interference, and the fact that he mentioned that Wu Datong's son had a ghost aura, Zhao Fusheng could conclude that this ghost who didn't want to be talked about should be Wu Datong's 'eldest son'.

"This is Wu Datong's eldest son, his name is - his name is -"

Wu Dajing's hands still kept popping out the skin flakes, but when he mentioned Wu Datong's eldest son, he couldn't remember his name.

"What's his name? I can't remember." As he spoke, Wu Dajing's eyes began to turn red, his lips were chapped, and he looked a little crazy. It was obvious that something was wrong with him.

Zhao Fusheng sensed an increasingly strong ghost aura, the red blood in Wu Dajing's eyes became thicker and thicker, and two tubes of nosebleeds slowly flowed out of his nose——

not good!

Her pupils shrank, her sleeves shook, and the beggar's arm slipped out from her sleeve and was held in her palm.

Zhao Fusheng grabbed the withered ghost arm, hit Wu Dajing on the head hard, and shouted:

"Forget it if you can't remember!"

A crisp sound of 'dong' sounded.

Only the power of evil ghosts can deal with ghosts.

After this strike, the lingering sound vibrated, and the vicious and cold air immediately faded away.

The bloodshot eyes of Wu Dajing, who had previously been twisted and crazy, gradually disappeared, and his expression became confused. Zhao Fusheng's heart beat like a drum. He raised his right arm and loosened his palm, and the ghost arm held in her palm returned. It slid into her sleeves with a whoosh.

The human skin paper held in the ghost palm's hand silently turned into ashes. Zhao Fusheng's heart was bleeding. He heard the prompt from the list of gods and was deducted 1 point of merit.

Fortunately, this knock had an obvious effect, and the invisible evil ghost was forced back again.

"Master Zhao—" Wu Dajing didn't know what had just happened. As soon as he opened his mouth, two streams of nosebleeds flowed down his upper lip and into his mouth.

"Ah bah - bah - what's going on? I have a nosebleed -"

The village elder exclaimed, but soon he sighed and wiped away the blood with his palm:

"It seems that the symptoms have become more serious because of the travel these past few days."

"..." Zhao Fusheng hadn't figured out how to comfort him, but he didn't expect that he had already found a reason to convince himself.

He seemed completely unaware that he was being haunted by evil spirits and might die at any time.

"You..." Zhao Fusheng hesitated and was about to speak, but Wu Dajing said calmly:
"Sir, you don't have to worry about me. This is an old symptom." He laughed twice and rubbed the blood on his palm onto the wall of the carriage. At the end, there was still blood in his mouth and he vomited on the ground. A few mouthfuls of bloody spittle caused Zhang Chuanshi, who was driving the car, to pass his head over and over again. Seeing this scene, he kept cursing:
"You're a plagued country bumpkin. You spit everywhere. It's disgusting."

"..." Wu Dajing was a little embarrassed by being scolded, and quickly stretched out his feet to rub the bloody saliva on the ground.

Zhao Fusheng heard the seriousness of the problem and quickly stopped Zhang Chuanshi:
"To shut up."

Zhang Chuanshi turned around and glared at Wu Dajing fiercely, but he did not dare to talk back to Zhao Fusheng's words.

"What's the matter with your symptoms?" She ignored the aggrieved Lao Zhang and turned to ask Wu Dajing:
"How long ago did it start?"

"You don't know something." When mentioning this matter, Wu Dajing sighed:
"My problem is inherited from my family. Back then, my mother often had nosebleeds."

"Have you seen a doctor?" Zhao Fusheng's heart moved when he heard this.

A terrible thought came to her mind. She looked at Wu Dajing who was completely unaware and asked calmly.

"Some nosebleeds, what's so strange about that..." Wu Dajing was a little surprised when he heard what she said:

"In the countryside, it is common to get injured and bleed. Why do you need to see a doctor?"

Zhao Fusheng saw that there were blood drops on his beard, so he couldn't help but point his finger. His eyelids drooped, and he noticed the blood stains on the end of his beard along her line of sight, and quickly reached out to wipe it away.

"Your mother didn't suffer from nosebleeds in the early years, right?" Zhao Fusheng asked without leaving any trace.

Wu Dajing's palms were stained with blood from his beard, and he subconsciously wanted to wipe it on the car wall, but out of the corner of his eye, he looked towards the front of the car - Zhang Chuanshi was driving the car.

But this old man was a bit vicious. He had scolded him several times before and looked extremely disgusted with him.

He timidly took his hand back, hesitated for a long time, wiped the blood from his palm to the side of his cloth shoe with a painful look on his face, and finally answered Zhao Fusheng's question:
"Early years? No, no." He shook his head repeatedly:

"My mother has always been physically strong and doesn't have this problem."

"When did the nosebleeds occur?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

Wu Dajing thought for a while and showed a confused expression:
"When...my old lady has been dead for decades..."

But soon, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up:
"But I vaguely remember that my third son happened to be eight years old that year."

When he said this, Zhao Fusheng remembered something:

"That's the year Wu Datong's eldest son was born?"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, for some reason, her arm felt a piercing itch. She couldn't help but rub her arm through her clothes several times until it felt hot and painful, and then the itch was gone.

When Wu Datong's 'eldest son' was mentioned, Wu Dajing's expression was confused for a moment.

Zhao Fusheng simply said:

"You just said that when your third son was seven years old, Wu Datong didn't have a wife, and one day he suddenly said excitedly that he had found a wife."

She has a good memory.

Moreover, this matter was related to the clues of the ghost case, and no details could be ignored, so she almost remembered what Wu Dajing said and recalled it repeatedly in her mind, fearing that she would miss the key clues.

"Ah! Right, right, right!"

When Wu Da Jingjing reminded her, he suddenly nodded:
"My lord, you have such a good memory."

"A year later, Wu Datong's son was born. Your mother went to help deliver the baby, right?" Zhao Fusheng asked this, feeling somewhat certain in his heart.

"Yes, yes." Wu Dajing nodded quickly.

"Then your mother died shortly after Wu Datong's son was born, right?" As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Wu Dajing nodded vigorously:

"Half a year!" After saying that, he clapped his hands hard:
"How could I not remember the date of my mother's death? She's old! She's old!"

He sighed twice:
"I remembered, my mother passed away on September 31th, and Wu Datong's son was born on July [-]st." He was struck by the ghost arm, which temporarily suppressed the influence of the invisible ghost power, and seemed to open up his memory. Gate:

"On the day I was born, my mother went to help and came back feeling regretful, saying that-"

When he said this, he looked wary, as if he didn't want to say something, but when he saw Zhao Fusheng staring at him, although he didn't say a word, his eyes had a sense of intimidation, and he said sarcastically:

"These things shouldn't be said, but now Wu Liren and his family are missing, and we don't know whether they are dead or alive -" After saying that, he changed his voice:
"But sir, can you keep it a secret for me? I'm old, and it doesn't matter whether I'm dead or alive, but my family has several generations, and there are more than a dozen people - if Wu Liren knows that I spread rumors about his family, , won’t let me go.”

The sky is high and the emperor is far away. For people in remote mountain villages, the village chief is no different than the local emperor, who can decide the fate of a family.

Zhao Fusheng had a hunch that what Wu Dajing said next was important. She said:

"It's a ghost case. I can't guarantee that everything will be kept secret, but I can guarantee that Wu Liren won't be able to cause trouble for you or your descendants."

This case is related to Li Gui. Wu Liren's family is probably dead by now, but the body has not been found yet.

Even if he didn't die, with Zhao Fusheng's current status, it would be easy to prevent him from taking revenge on Wu Dajing's family.

"As long as your words are enough." After hearing what she said, Wu Dajing seemed to be relieved, and continued:

"When my mother came back, she said that something strange happened on the day the child was born." He talked about the memories at that time, with fear on his face:

"We have never seen Wu Datong's wife before, we only know that there is such a person. Until this time——"

"When my mother arrived at his house, he hid her very tightly. The door was locked and the windows were boarded up. At that time, she was still breathing. When my mother left, she caught my old mother. Hands, kept shouting 'Mom, help.'"

The lights were dim at the time, and Wu Dajing's mother could not see her face clearly, but she could tell from her voice that the woman was quite young.

Wu Dajing stretched out a hand and gestured with the number 'two':

"My mother guessed that this girl is no more than 20 years old."

You must know that Wu Datong was quite old at that time. He was a well-known old bachelor in the village. He was poor, old, and well-known. Who would marry a young daughter in the family to such a man?

"Although the girl was thin, her hands were soft and without calluses. My mother guessed at that time that Wu Datong might have abducted a young lady from somewhere..."

He sighed:
"She thought so at the time, but she didn't bother to ask questions because the baby girl was in critical condition and died before the child was born."

When the adults are gone, how are children born?
Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed, and Wu Dajing lowered his voice:
"Wu Datong was so anxious that he opened his mother-in-law's stomach with a knife."

This answer was within Zhao Fusheng's expectation, but she still frowned after hearing it.

Wu Dajing's mother was greatly frightened by Wu Datong's move. When she came to her senses, it was Wu Datong who held the child and called her to help.

When something like this happened, an oil lamp must have been lit in the house. Only then did Mrs. Wu Da Jing clearly see her surroundings.

"The room is full of blood!" Wu Dajing said:
"There's something wrong with that kid, too. He's cold all over. He doesn't look like a living person at all—"

Wu Dajing's mother was also experienced in taking care of newborn children. His wife had already given birth to three children at that time, and she helped the mother-in-law in the village deliver each child.

But no matter how much she massaged her, the newborn baby never cried or made fuss.

"What's weird is that the child's eyes are open and he looks alive." Wu Dajing seemed to have remembered all the memories of that year, and some details were explained very clearly:

"My mother guessed that it was because the mother died in childbirth that the child was 'suffocated' in the belly for a long time and missed the time to be reincarnated, so he lost his soul?"

He said.

These words were spoken clearly, and there was no confusion like before. Even Zhang Chuanshi in front felt a little strange and turned to look at him.

"After that, Wu Datong kept complaining and drove my mother home."

Wu Da Jing's wife was also so frightened by him that she didn't dare to stay and hurried home.

Later she lamented: "She said she was afraid that Wu Datong would kill her at that time."

Although she had watched this person grow up, and she was considered Wu Datong's elder, Wu Datong's personality became more and more eccentric as he grew older.

I don't know where he got a young daughter-in-law who was shameless. She didn't dare to see anyone when she was pregnant and gave birth. The woman died in childbirth, but he dared to cut open the woman's belly and take out the child.

"My mother guessed that this girl's identity was unusual." He said: "I haven't heard anything about Wu Datong's child since then. However, my mother started to have nosebleeds not long after that, and then she lay in bed and became ill."

Not long after, he died in the west.

"After she passed away, someone came into the village and asked if they had seen a woman. They said that the little daughter of a wealthy family in the county was lost-"

When Wu Dajing said this, he glanced at Zhao Fusheng:
"I remembered what my mother said before she died, and I guessed it was this person!"

"Then you reported it?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Wu Dajing suddenly dodges his eyes and stammers:
"Well, you wouldn't dare to--" He kept waving his hands and shaking his head like a rattle:

"The other party is well-dressed, very anxious, and looks a bit fierce. I'm just guessing. How can I dare to cause trouble? What's more, this is Wu Datong's family matter and has nothing to do with me. How can I get involved in such noisy matters?"

Zhao Fusheng sneered twice.

When he saw this scene, he felt a little guilty and moved his lips, trying to defend himself, but Zhao Fusheng did not dwell on this issue any longer:

"Then?"

"We'll just let it go. How can we find anyone?" Seeing that Zhao Fusheng had returned to the original topic, he couldn't help but feel relieved:

"Although I guess it's the same person, it's still just a 'guessing' and I can't be sure. Even if it's the same person, how can I find him after he's been dead for so long and his body has long been buried in the soil?"

What's more, at that time, the other party was only checking and searching from village to village, and there was no evidence. Therefore, after a routine interrogation, no one was seen and he left quickly.

Wu Datong had done a good job in keeping secrets before, and did not reveal his flaws in this round of crisis, so he escaped for the time being.

"Not long after that, Wu Datong came to me to borrow money." Perhaps it was Zhao Fusheng's previous question that made Wu Dajing feel guilty, so he quickly brought the topic back to Wu Datong:
"He said that his mother was vomiting blood and was afraid that she would not live long. He wanted to borrow money so that if she died, he would bury her and take his children out to seek a living and leave Kotou Village."

It seems that someone from Kotou Village came to look for his daughter before, which made Wu Datong feel guilty and wanted to flee his hometown.

Zhao Fusheng thoughtfully said:
"Have you been vomiting blood?"

"I don't know." Wu Dajing said:

"People in the village didn't interact with him. After he married his wife, they didn't allow us to go to his house. Anyway, his mother disappeared not long after."

He said:
"I lent him some coins and helped organize his mother's funeral. As soon as his mother was buried, he left Kotou Village."

Zhao Fusheng asked:

"Do you know where you went to Wan'an County and what you did for a living?"

Wu Dajing said:
"I heard that I went to the city to find a boss. He later asked someone to bring me money and mentioned it. The boss looked like - his last name was -" At the critical moment, his memory seemed to be confused again.

I don't know if it's because the ghost arm's power is too weak to suppress the invisible ghost, or because he's really old and decades have passed, so he doesn't remember it clearly.

However, this past case involves ghosts. What happened to Wu Datong in the past is the 'cause', and now the disappearance of Wu Liren's family is the 'result'. If the clues are broken, it will not be very beneficial to Zhao Fusheng's trip.

Her heart tightened, and when she was about to speak, Wu Dajing thought hard for a long time, as if he finally remembered something, and said happily:

"I remembered, it was his boss named Zhang who ran a paper figurine shop in the city!"