I become a god in another world

Chapter 72

Beside the dark campfire, skin flakes flew everywhere.

Zhao Fusheng was sitting very close and was sprayed all over his head and face.

She heard that Li Gui also violated the law in the past.

The familiar excruciating itching feeling came again. She scratched her face and tore her arms frantically, rubbing off a large amount of skin and pasting it onto the mutilated paper figure on the file.

Large streams of nosebleed dripped down and gathered into streams, becoming a natural adhesive that bonded the waste skin that Zhao Fusheng had just torn off with the original human paper man, allowing it to 'repair' the body.

The blood flowed strangely, trimming the scab, and most of the incomplete body of the paper man was repaired, making it look more complete than before.

Zhao Fusheng used his last bit of clarity to catch the ghost the moment he saw it.

Hell spread out and enveloped Wu Shaochunniang in the direction.

Tips from the List of Gods: The capture failed and the ghost has left.

3 points of merit were deducted, Zhao Fusheng had no time to feel heartbroken, and his cognition was once again distorted by the law of ghosts.

'Boom. '

The flame suddenly burned fiercely, and the kitchen knife originally held in the air by Wu Shaochunniang lost its grip, and fell back to the cutting board with a 'pop' sound.

The human blood spilled on the chicken pieces and the cutting board mysteriously disappeared. Wu Shaochun, Wu Liyou and others who were scratching frantically regained their composure and clarity.

The missing owl reappeared, emitting a blood-curdling cry.

……

Zhao Fusheng raised his extremely sleepy and extremely heavy head, his expression a little dull for a moment.

Everything has recovered, except for the loss of Wu Shaochun's mother, Wu Liyou's family has not changed much.

"Why did this delicious chicken run away after being cut into half?"

After Wu Liyou woke up, he didn't notice anything strange, but looked at the chicken on the cutting board on the ground with some distress.

Although he was willing to kill chickens and ducks to entertain guests in order to reduce taxes, after all, the poultry was his own. Seeing that no one was taking care of it and setting it up like this, he felt distressed:

"Who put it here randomly? For meritorious service, meritorious service, call your wife over to cut up the chicken and cook it quickly."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Fusheng and saw that she looked confused and sleepy. He quickly added: "It's hard for me to travel all the way, sir. It's better to eat earlier, wash your face, hands and feet, and rest early tonight. We'll meet again tomorrow morning." It’s not too late to investigate the case.”

Zhao Fusheng said nothing.

She had realized that the evil ghost had come.

At the moment of waking up, although her cognition was disturbed, according to her cautious and suspicious character, she took the lead in exploring her own sea of ​​consciousness.

The list of gods in the Consciousness Sea has not been opened, and one level of hell has been opened. Everything is the same as when she came to Goutou Village, but her merit value has changed, directly reduced from the original 14 points to 6 points.

Things that have nothing to do with ghosts will not be disturbed, not to mention that the existence of the God List is higher than the law of ghosts and is not affected by ghosts.

She remembered that when she went from Zhenmosi to Goutou Village, she still had 14 merit points, but when she arrived at Goutou Village and moved into Wu Liyou's house, her merit points dropped to 9 points.

She didn't know what happened during that period, and there was a gap in her memory. Now, in just a short time after she came out of the house, her memory had lost three points.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the half-spread scroll in his hand, which recorded a ghost case handled by the Demon Suppression Department many years ago.

She turned the scroll and saw that there were some faint ink marks remaining on it, as if someone had written on this file.

Unfortunately, the ink marks seemed to have been cleaned by someone at this time, leaving only a few marks, but the specific words could not be seen.

In the firelight, the half-unrolled scroll was translucent, as if a pair of strange eyes were staring at her through the other side of the scroll.

"grown ups……"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wu Liyou couldn't help but call her.

"Huh?" Zhao Fusheng responded, then turned his wrist and turned the file over.

The other side was slightly yellowed, and there was nothing weird about it.

But the sense of danger of being spied on did not disappear. She was very sure that this dossier must have secrets.

The disappearing merit points, coupled with the fact that she couldn't bring an old file with her for no reason, there should be clues about the ghost case hidden in the file, but she didn't find the key to unlock the secret at this time.

Zhao Fusheng composed himself, rolled up the scroll again, raised his head and asked:

"Call Wu Ligong."

Wu Liyou was stunned for a moment, then responded, turned around and shouted:

"Perform meritorious service, meritorious deeds, my lord is calling you."

Wu Shaochun scratched his head and was still talking to himself:

"Tonight, my uncle's family will kill chickens and ducks. The food will be rich. Why doesn't my mother come?"

Zhao Fusheng was very impressed by this rather alert young man. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at him:
"Your mother loves to join in the fun?"

He laughed twice, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and said carelessly:
"These days, food is very expensive. If anyone has a table, who in the village won't join in the fun if you invite them?"

"Our family hasn't seen you for a long time. If my mother knew that Uncle Liyou's family was killing chickens and ducks tonight, she would definitely come to help with a meal before going back." He was a little confused and finally said:

"Forget it, I'll go back and take a look later."

When Wu Liyou called his younger brother, he heard the conversation between the two people and glared at him. When he turned to look at Zhao Fusheng, he smiled again:

"Shaochun is a filial boy. His father passed away early, and his mother raised him. He worked with the people in Huanggang Village and made some money, but his mother didn't allow it, saying it was a taboo of the imperial court. I’m afraid that his head will be chopped off and his mother will die without anyone.”

"Uncle——"

Wu Shaochun was deeply afraid that Wu Li would reveal his identity, so he shouted quickly.

Wu Liyou quickly shut up.

Zhao Fusheng was about to ask again, when Wu Ligong was summoned by Wu Liyou, interrupting the conversation between several people.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with her whether Wu Shaochun committed a crime or not. Solving the major case in Kotou Village is the first priority at the moment.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Ligong, he was born in the Han Dynasty...

As soon as this idea appeared in Zhao Fusheng's mind, she was the first to be surprised.

She had never been to Kotou Village before, and was not familiar with Wu Li’s family. She only lived here temporarily——

With this thought in his mind, Zhao Fusheng discovered something was wrong again.

Since she was not familiar with Wu Li's family, why did she decide to stay with Wu Li's family temporarily?And it seemed that she knew Wu Ligong's birth date very well, as if she had already remembered it in her heart and formed a conditioned reflex.

"You were born in—" She thought for a moment and followed her instinctive reaction:

"Dahan 198?"

She said this without thinking, relying on a subconscious reaction.

After saying this, Wu Liyou was surprised and then praised:

"My lord is really predictable."

Wu Ligong stood aside and Nuonuo didn't dare to say a word.

He is 48 this year, but he looks much older than his actual age.

This man was as thin as a hemp pole, his clothes were in tatters, he was barefoot, his back was bent from years of hard work, his shoulders were high and low, and he looked a little at a loss when he looked at people, and he seemed to be even worse at words than Wu Liyou.

"For meritorious service, my lord has something to ask you. If you answer it well, your lord will reduce or reduce our family's taxes."

Wu Liyou warned.When he heard about tax cuts, Wu Ligong's eyes lit up and he tried to straighten his bent back.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and asked directly without beating around the bush:

"I heard from Wu Liyou that in the year 205 of the Han Dynasty, which was the first day of August 41 years ago, you pointed at the moon and said you saw a figure on the moon."

For Wu Ligong, 41 years had passed since he had this memory. Day after day work made him slow to react, but with Zhao Fusheng's promise of tax reduction, he tried hard to recall——

Fortunately, Wu Dajing's mother had a nosebleed back then, which was considered a big deal for the Wu family at that time. As he thought about it, he seemed to remember something and nodded repeatedly:

"Yes Yes Yes!"

But after saying this, he moved his lips, glanced at Zhao Fusheng secretly, and quickly lowered his head.

When Zhao Fusheng saw this scene, his pupils shrank and he shouted:
"Speak directly when you have something to say, and don't miss out on important matters by hiding it. Otherwise, I will find out that you lied and the Wu family's taxes will increase instead of decreasing next year!"

She grasped the lifeblood of the Wu family in one fell swoop.

Wu Ligong fell to his knees with a pop and shouted repeatedly:

"My lord, you are aware that what I saw back then was not a person, but a ghost!"

"What?" This answer should have been beyond Zhao Fusheng's expectations, but it gave her a vague feeling of 'it's true'.

"I saw a ghost appearing on the moon, like a newborn kid."

As the gate of memories was opened, the scene that happened that year appeared in Wu Ligong's mind, and he wavered:

"That day on the first day of August, I was naughty and refused to sleep. When I was taking a rest at night, I saw a child on the moon. It looked like it was just born. It dragged a blood-red ribbon and crawled around the moon, staring at my breasts."

He was still young at the time and didn't know how to be afraid. He turned around and looked at his breasts lying on the bamboo chair, seemingly asleep.

The young Wu Ligong woke up his elder and called her, "Mistress, someone is watching you over there."

Wu Da Jingniang was awakened from her sleep by her grandson. Then she heard what he said and asked blankly:

"Where?"

Wu Ligong then stretched out his hand and pointed to the moon:

"There."

When the old woman saw her grandson pointing at the moon, she quickly stopped him and said that pointing at the moon was unlucky and she wanted to cut off his ears.

Later, the Wu family looked at the moon again. The moonlight was clear, but where was anyone?

Everyone took it for granted that Tongyanwuji was too naive, perhaps because they were dazzled by what they saw.

But later Wu Ligong quietly whispered in the elder's ear and told her:

"Miscellaneous, you look like a child, dragging a red belt——"

Just before that, Wu Datong's mother-in-law helped deliver a strange child to Wu Datong's house. When she heard her grandson's words, she was immediately frightened.

Afterwards, Wu Dajing came out and interrupted. His mother did not continue, but her nose began to bleed for no apparent reason.

Wu Dajing's mother probably knew at that time that she was not going to die soon. For some reason, she did not tell her children and grandchildren the reason. This also made it rare for Wu Dajing's family to have peace for the past forty years.

……

Zhao Fusheng was thinking about something, and suddenly Wu Ligong said:

"There's another figure in the moon——"

"Milk, look at it."

This stooped man seemed unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality for a while. His cognition seemed to have returned to 40 years ago. He actually recognized Zhao Fusheng as his grandmother and reached out to pull her sleeve.

The bonfire was suppressed again at some point, and the air around it was cold.

Although Wu Shaochun, Wu Liyou and others did not control the evil ghosts, the terrifying pressure before the ghosts arrived made them change their expressions in unison.

Wu Ligong was completely unaware of everything around him. He pulled Zhao Fusheng's sleeve and pointed to the sky:

"Look, there's a guy there."

Zhao Fusheng's heart felt like it was being clenched.

She subconsciously raised her head and looked into the sky, only to see that the moon had changed color at this time, and a layer of looming black mist lingered around the moon.

In the black fog, a black figure slowly poked its head out from the corner of the moon.

Under the hazy halo of the moon, the black image was illuminated with a faint red light.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-red eyes opened and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

The moment he was stared at by the shadow, a chill enveloped Zhao Fusheng's whole body.

Then the moon hanging high in the sky began to sink. The full moon was getting bigger and bigger, and the ghost figure dragging the blood-colored umbilical cord silently climbed down from the full moon.

The moonlight shone on the ground, the rich smell of blood began to spread, and a ghostly mist appeared all around.

"Don't mean—"

Zhao Fusheng's head weighed more than a thousand pounds and he shouted.

Wu Ligong, who was pointing at the moon crazily, couldn't hear her voice at all. His consciousness returned to 41 years ago, and he was still shouting:

"Miscellaneous, someone is watching you over there."

"...Like a child, dragging a red belt——"

His figure was shrouded in the moonlight, and a ghost followed the moonlight and walked into the shadow behind him.

Wu Ligong still maintained the movement of raising his fingers and pointing at the moon. In the next moment, the skin and flesh on his face fell down like falling tiles. His whole person instantly disintegrated and turned into a pool of flesh and blood, disappearing before everyone's eyes.

……

'call! '

Zhao Fusheng suddenly woke up.

She seemed to be in a state of suffocation before and fell asleep unconsciously. Now she was breathing heavily, raising her eyelids with difficulty and looking around.

Zhao Fusheng's vision was a little blurry, and the first thing that caught her eye was a blazing bonfire.

There was a dirty cutting board on the floor, with half an uncut chicken and a pile of chopped chicken on it.

Several men stood around, each holding a chicken, and they looked slightly familiar.

She grabbed a scroll with one hand, and with the other hand, she grabbed a thin piece of skin as big as a palm and held it in her hand.

Zhao Fusheng blinked her eyes. Her head was swollen and painful. When she restarted her thoughts, the parts in her head seemed to be rusty. After a long while, some fragmented memories poured into her mind.

Wu Shaochun, Wu Liyou——

Several familiar names emerged, and she finally connected the identities of the people in front of her with the memories in her mind.

She received a ghost case, come——

Thinking of this, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: she came to Goutou Village to handle a ghost case, and the village chief and his family disappeared mysteriously.

She stayed at Wu Liyou's house, and one of Wu Li's families was preparing a wedding banquet for her. She came out to chat with a few people, and unconsciously lost consciousness and fell asleep.

Maybe it was because I was too hasty and tired during the day?
As soon as this idea came into Zhao Fusheng's mind, she immediately rejected it.

She encountered a ghost!