I become a god in another world

Chapter 66

When Zhao Fusheng thought of this, he turned around and looked around.

But she saw that the people around her didn't seem to be weird. Zhang Chuanshi's face, standing next to her, seemed to be very dry, with a large piece of scab flying up.

He unconsciously tore off the dead skin on his face and complained softly:
"What are you doing, my lord?"

"We traveled all day and finally arrived at Kotou Village. We haven't even had a meal yet and we have to go immediately to deal with the ghost case. We didn't leave even after we got here -" He hummed softly:
"In the past, the Demon Suppression Division handled cases with great authority. Wherever he went, local officials accompanied him, and he was served with good wine and meat."

After saying that, he thought again:
"You have to go out and fight hard, but you still have to blow the cold wind."

"Okay, stop talking!"

Zhao Fusheng always felt that there was something strange, but after careful consideration, she found nothing strange.

There seemed to be an indescribable Yin Qi lingering around him, but he couldn't sense the aura of the evil ghost.

——Is she paranoid?

She quietly stuffed the case file back into her sleeves.

Now her memory found nothing strange, but the sudden appearance of this file was always very suspicious. After checking Wu Liren's house, she went to the resting place and reviewed it in detail.

"Walk."

After everyone heard what she said, they all walked in the direction of Wu Li's house with torches on their hands.

"What else do you want to know, sir? Just ask."

"Does anyone know where Wu Liren's mother is from?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and asked.

When she mentioned Wu Liren, she felt a little awkward, as if she had forgotten some important clue.

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers all started talking:
"I've never seen Wu Liren's mother. Wu Datong said she was looking for a daughter-in-law in the city."

After saying this, someone suddenly seemed to remember something and said in a mysterious tone:

"Speaking of Wu Datong's wife, I know one thing -"

"What's going on?" someone asked.

The person who spoke said:
"Do you remember that 41 years ago, a group of strangers came to our village, saying they were looking for our lost daughter?"

Goutou Village is located in a remote area. It is just a small mountain valley under the jurisdiction of Wu'an Town. It sees no outsiders all year round.

The group of people who came looking for me 41 years ago were well-dressed and looked like they were extraordinary. So when the man who spoke mentioned it, an elderly woman's eyes lit up:
"Yes, yes, there is such a thing!"

"I guess Wu Datong abducted the person."

"What?!" A young man couldn't believe it.

The speaker was very proud:

"He stayed at home that year and showed off to others that he had found a beautiful virgin who was sixteen or seventeen years old——"

"My mother secretly heard the cry of a girl coming from his house through the wall."

……

Zhao Fusheng kept this important information in mind.

She always felt as if she had heard such news somewhere, but no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't remember it, as if it was just an illusion.

"First of all, establish martial arts."

Everyone walked across the field and came to the gate of Wu Li's house.

Most of the houses in Goutou Village are made of earthen walls and grass roofs, while the houses of the Wuli family are made of square stone and mud walls. They really look like a big family in the village.

The door with peeling paint had been knocked open by someone, and there were no lights in the house at this time, making it look a bit eerie.

Everyone was eager to make a contribution, and a few people holding torches took the lead in entering the house.

When they entered the house, they bumped into the door, which made a faint creaking sound as it opened and closed.

Half a month has passed since Wu Li's family disappeared. Weeds have grown up in the courtyard after no one took care of it, giving people a strange and forbidding feeling.

"Do you think there is a ghost here?"

As soon as someone entered the room, he suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body.

If Zhao Fusheng hadn't said it first and everyone could reduce the tax on the Demon Suppressor, I'm afraid all the villagers would have fled by now.

"There is a ghost in the village, but not in this house."

Zhao Fusheng replied in a deep voice.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she was stunned.

She said this as if she had blurted it out, as if she had been sure of it for a long time, but why did she have such evidence and suspicion?

"Where is the ghost?"

The person who asked the question was startled for a moment and then asked again.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and his eyes fell on the pair of red lacquered doors.

Part of the paint on the door has fallen off due to age, revealing the original color of the wood inside.

There were a lot of messy footprints left on it, and there was no latch behind the door. She knelt down and saw some pieces of wood that had been stepped into the mud on the ground.

"Did you break into the house that day?" she asked.

The others whispered among themselves, not daring to say a word. Finally, someone bravely replied:

"It wasn't us who knocked on the door, it was the village elder——"

"Uncle Da Jing asked us to knock on the door."

"Who is Uncle Da Jing?" Zhao Fusheng asked doubtfully.

After she asked this question, her heart tightened, and she felt that she had lost an important clue.

There was a figure that seemed to have been erased by some mysterious force. No matter how she thought about it, she could not recall it.

"Uncle Da Jing——" The man stopped talking for a moment, then turned around and shouted:

"Li You, Li You, where is your father?"

Wu Liyou quickly got out and agreed:
"Sir, Wu Dajing is my father. He has a higher seniority in the village, so he is respected as the village elder."

He explained:

"We didn't mean to break into the empty door. In fact, there was no sound from Wu Liren's house that day. Everyone was worried, so they recommended my father to make the decision and opened the door. Only then did we find that Wu Liren's family was missing."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

"After you came in that day, you found that the doors and windows were bolted from the inside? Are there any other entrances and exits? Can they be opened?"

"No."

A young man responded loudly.

Zhao Fusheng turned to look at him. Wu Liyou seemed to have remembered something, and his expression suddenly changed:
"Shaochun, did you go into your uncle Liren's house and touch something?"

The Wuli family was wealthy, but after the accident, the door was left open and there was no one at home. Some idle and bold young people in the village sneaked into the Wuli family's mansion at night and secretly moved away the furnishings in the house.

When Wu Li shouted, Wu Shaochun showed a look of dismay on his face:
"uncle--"

"Leave that alone."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Wu Shaochun, tell me." "Yes, sir."

Wu Lichun's eyes lit up and he quickly came forward:

"Uncle Liren's house also has two back doors. After what happened that day, several brothers and I checked them and found that they were tied from the inside. No one had ever opened them."

A large room of living people disappeared without a trace overnight.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on him.

This young man is in his twenties. Compared with the numb expressions of others, his eyes are bright and his expression is flexible - but what deserves Zhao Fusheng's attention is not his expression, but the several scratches on his face. obvious.

Above the scratches, a layer of skin fragments formed into fine scales after being scratched by fingernails floated around.

She glanced at it, then turned to Zhang Chuanshi and waved to him:
"Lao Zhang, come here."

Zhang Chuanshi felt uncomfortable all over when he heard that a mystery had occurred here.

He has lived next to the Demon Suppressor for many years, but he has seen the Demon Suppressor's method of handling cases. The death rate of the order is extremely high, like leeks being cut one after another, and after they die, there are people to replace them...

"My lord—my lord, forgive me—"

He shouted with a mournful face, not daring to step forward, worried that Zhao Fusheng would trick him.

"come over!"

Zhao Fusheng scolded in a deep voice.

Zhang Chuanshi reluctantly moved forward.

After he stood in front of Zhao Fusheng, Zhao Fusheng suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his cheek——

Zhang Chuanshi subconsciously wanted to hide, but was a step too late. Zhao Fusheng grabbed the dead skin on his face and tore it off - 'Hiss! '

The old man gasped and suddenly covered his face:
"Your Excellency—"

A scab as big as a leaf fell into Zhao Fusheng's hand, like a layer of snake slough. Zhang Chuanshi touched his cheek and felt a slight burning pain in his face.

"What is this?" As soon as he saw the dead skin on Zhao Fusheng's hands, he knew that he had misunderstood.

But he had no idea when the dead skin had appeared, and he had no idea why Zhao Fusheng wanted to tear it off.

"Skin."

Zhao Fusheng replied.

She always felt that this skin tissue was very important, but unfortunately she could not connect all the clues for a while - it seemed that some important information was missing, leaving this ghost case still shrouded in mystery.

"You put it away first."

Zhao Fusheng always felt that this scab was not simple.

The feng shui in Goutou Village was really bad. She noticed that these villagers had scratches on their faces, including Zhang Chuanshi's face.

A strange thought came to Zhao Fusheng's mind, what about her?
She reached out to touch her cheek, but she felt that the skin on her face was smooth and delicate, like a newborn baby. She did not feel any flying skin flakes or rough texture.

The doubts in Zhao Fusheng's heart did not disappear, but he frowned and said:
"Let's take a look inside first."

After saying that, she stuffed the scrap of skin in her hand into Zhang Chuanshi's arms:
"Keep it."

Zhang Chuanshi shuddered, held the leather in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and looked disgusted:
"Who would accept this-"

After saying that, he rolled his eyes, then threw it away, and even stepped on it with the sole of his shoe. When he looked around, he found that no one was looking at him. Zhao Fusheng was already walking towards Wu Liren surrounded by the villagers. Go inside the mansion.

According to the villagers, Wu Liren's father was considered the oldest in the village. He lived to be 71 years old and died on the 21st of last month. Wu Liren's family had one wife and eight concubines, giving birth to 27 sons in total.

Therefore, Wu Liren's house is the largest in Wujia Village. It is built with extraordinary style and is no different from a royal palace in the eyes of the villagers.

But as soon as Zhao Fusheng stepped inside the house, he felt a strange lifeless energy.

The house is indeed very large, built according to the ternary system which is not very particular.

Each time you enter the courtyard, there are wing rooms on the left and right sides. Villagers who have been lucky enough to enter Wu Li's home enthusiastically pointed to the wing room on the left hand side of the first courtyard and said:
"This should be Wu Shaoguang's house."

"Who is Wu Shaoguang?" Zhao Fusheng was careful but bold. While asking, he reached out and pushed the door open - with a creaking sound, the door opened and a lot of dust fell down.

A spider that was spinning a web for hunting between the cracks in the door was frightened and dropped a piece of spider silk on Zhao Fusheng's shoulder.

She reached out and pinched the spider, looking thoughtfully at the top of the door.

Wu Shaochun quickly replied:
"Wu Shaoguang is the seventh son of Uncle Li Ren. He is five years older than me and was born to Huang Sanniang."

Zhao Fusheng nodded when she heard this. She threw away the spider in her hand and wiped her hands on her waist:
"Has Wu Shaoguang been away from home for a long time?"

"No."

Wu Shaochun shook his head and said:

"I was doing well before the accident at Uncle Liren's house. Last time we made an appointment to help carry goods from nearby Huanggang Village——"

Before he finished speaking, a woman suddenly cursed through gritted teeth and reached out to slap him hard on the back:
"You piece of shit, if you don't learn from your good deeds, the court will chop your head off if you get caught."

"Mother——" Wu Shaochun was slapped and looked back. He was too embarrassed to refute. Then he seemed to remember something and looked up at Zhao Fusheng.

But when he saw her frowning and thinking, her mind not seeming to be on 'selling goods', he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't look like there will be no one living here for a few days." Zhao Fusheng said thoughtfully.

She ignored the mother and son's whispered curses and stepped into the house.

The house smelled of mold and rot, as if no one had lived there all year round.

The furniture in the house was simple, with a thick layer of dust on it, and the corners of the tables and chairs were rotten and covered with white hairs.

She walked towards the bed.

There were bedding on the bed, and a large cabinet half a person's height was placed next to the bed, with a tea cup placed on it. However, Zhao Fusheng stepped forward and opened the lid of the cup, only to see that half of the inside was pitch black, with a layer of soot underneath. It looks like something that has dried and cracked, and the yellowed bottom of the cup is faintly visible.

Zhao Fusheng put down the lid of the cup and reached out to touch the bed——

The bedding on the bed was damp, and the quilt cover was not bad, but it was a little sticky, giving people a nauseous feeling.

She uncovered the quilt and found a yellowed crumb at the corner of the headrest of the bed.

Skin tissue!

This strange thought came to Zhao Fusheng's mind. She reached out to pick it up, but the crumb had already merged with the mattress. As soon as her fingers touched it, the crumb was pressed into the bed sheet like burnt ashes. Inside.

"Let's go and look at other rooms."

Zhao Fusheng waved.

The others didn't know what was going on and followed her again.

Later, Zhao Fusheng inspected most of the rooms in the Wu family mansion.

Many rooms are almost the same as Wu Shaoguang's room at the beginning, showing a sense of desolation that has not been occupied for a long time, and some are even worse.

Zhao Fusheng even found a cluster of fungi growing at the foot of the bed in a room named 'Wu Shaocai', but the people in Goutou Village categorically said that half a month ago, Wu Liren's family was in complete condition, and everyone He often comes out and meets people.

Except for the main room in the inner courtyard where Wu Liren and his wife lived, Zhao Fusheng had seen all the other people entering the mansion.

In each house she found scraps of skin, some old, some newer, and of varying shapes and sizes.

Zhao Fusheng collected all the newer and larger ones, collecting a thick pile along the way.

Finally, there is Wu Liren's house.

She stood in front of Wu Liren's room, and she had a strong intuition in her heart: She would gain something in Wu Liren's room.