I become a god in another world

Chapter 76

When Zhang Chuanshi saw that the bed was empty, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief:

"This ghost is gone."

Zhao Fusheng looked at the empty bed, thoughtfully:
"It's hard to say whether we really met Wu Dajing and traveled with him."

"..." Zhang Chuanshi didn't dare to think carefully about the meaning of her words, so he asked after hearing the words:

"Sir, then we are now——"

"I'll go back to my home in Wuli first. Now that things have come to an end, I probably know what's going on."

Although she suffered from amnesia one after another, Zhao Fusheng still managed to grasp certain clues even though she was still guessing. She smiled and said:
"We have been hungry all day. As you said, we must have a full meal before we start. After that, we can have a good sleep. We will gather the villagers tomorrow and the problem should be solved."

Zhang Chuanshi couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he heard what she said:

"Sir, do you have any clues?"

"A little." She nodded.

Zhang Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief:

"Have you thought of a way to drive away that evil spirit?"

"That's not true." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile:
"I do have some clues at the moment, but I'm not sure whether I can drive away the evil spirits."

"Then you——" Zhang Chuanshi didn't know what was going on, so Zhao Fusheng said:

"I mean, we don't have much time. If we can't solve the ghost case tomorrow, maybe we will be solved by the ghost."

Ghost fog appeared in Goutou Village, and the ghost law in this case was extremely vicious.

Not only did Zhao Fusheng forget the clues related to ghosts, she even had no memory of the possibility that she had been harmed by the ghosts.

This situation is extremely dangerous and cannot be delayed any longer.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi couldn't understand her cold humor at this time.

He looked horrified and was about to speak when Zhao Fusheng urged:
"Okay, let's go quickly. It's getting dark. Let's go back early to eat and wash up."

After speaking, she turned and left.

After she left, Zhang Chuanshi was left alone.

Although there were torches lit, this house had once been the residence of the missing Wu Liren, and Wu Dajing had entered the room without saying a word and lay on Wu Liren's bed. No matter how you looked at it, the scene was strange and extraordinary.

Zhang Chuanshi stood stunned for a while, then was surrounded by an invisible sense of fear.

He shuddered and dared to stay longer, shouting loudly:

"Sir, wait for me."

When the two came out, other people in the village were still taking things and putting them back where they were.

They didn't know that there was a ghost in the village, and they didn't know that Wu Dajing had returned to the house before the accident, so they were not afraid. When they saw Zhang Chuanshi running out, some people came up to greet him warmly.

Zhang Chuanshi ignored these villagers and caught up with Zhao Fusheng in three steps at a time.

The two of them came out of Wu Li's house and walked for half a quarter of an hour before returning to the yard of Wu Li's house.

Before they even entered the door, the two of them heard talking and laughing coming from the yard. The sound was very loud, but in this somewhat cold night, it sounded a little more popular, which made Zhang who was frightened tonight. Chuanshi's tense nerves were relieved a lot.

'call--'

He let out a long sigh of relief, and then smelled the aroma of food in the air.

As Zhao Fusheng said, both of them are here. His name is in the book of souls and he cannot escape. Instead of being frightened, it is better to enjoy the food first, have a good night's rest, and talk about anything tomorrow.

The door of the house was wide open, and Zhao Fusheng was walking in front. The moment she entered the house, she didn't know what she saw, and her footsteps stopped.

Zhang Chuanshi was very tired today.

During the day, he reluctantly got on the carriage heading to Kotou Village, feeling frightened along the way;
After arriving at Goutou Village, he accompanied Zhao Fusheng to Wu Liren's house to investigate the case, and later accompanied her out, and even encountered a ghost——

At this time, I felt tired and panicked, and I was very tired and anxious. I wished I could find a place to lie down immediately.

When he saw Zhao Fusheng standing still when he entered the door, he couldn't help but said anxiously:
"Why don't you come in, sir? The food is ready, and I've been hungry for a long time——"

Zhang Chuanshi didn't finish his words. When he saw the details in the hospital clearly, he froze in place.

Inside the courtyard, Wu Shaochun and Wu Liyou's sons were busy doing things. Several people gathered around a bonfire with a big pot on top.

Chicken soup was simmering in the pot. At this time, the snow-white soup was bubbling, and the rich aroma of oil filled the entire courtyard with the bubbles.

In front of the fire, Wu Liyou was adding firewood. An old man wearing a fat blue jacket was sitting next to him with his legs crossed.

The weather in August seemed a little cold, and he was warming himself on the fire with his hands raised.

This man has thin cheeks and a bright blue scarf tied around his waist. Who could he be if he wasn't Wu Dajing, who mysteriously disappeared from Wu Liren's bed earlier?

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi's breath, which he finally relaxed, suddenly became stuck in his chest again.

He suddenly felt short of breath and his whole body felt bad.

"I knew I shouldn't have joined the Demon Suppression Division—"

He was related to the paper man Zhang, and he also kept corpse slaves in his shop. He was much more courageous than ordinary people. But when he saw Wu Dajing again, he was still frightened to pieces. He even regretted that he should not have provoked a devil like Zhao Fusheng.

"I, I, I-"

Zhang Chuanshi was talking about me non-stop, but Wu Liyou, who was talking in the courtyard, discovered the two people who had returned.

His eyes lit up, he stood up quickly and shouted:

"The two adults are back!"

He said enthusiastically:
"What a coincidence today. Not long after you two left, my father happened to come back. It turns out that he said he parted ways with you two in order to pay homage to my Uncle Datong."

Wu Dajing, who was beside the fire, also stood up and looked at Zhao Fusheng and smiled honestly.

At this time, Wu Dajing swept away the strangeness he felt when he was walking with Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Chuanshi. He seemed to have forgotten the memory of a moment ago, and turned into an old country farmer who was a little helpless when facing the commander of the Demon Suppression Division.

"This--"

To Zhang Chuanshi, this terrifying scene was no different than a Shura field. He lost all ability to react and just turned to stare at Zhao Fusheng with a livid face.

Zhao Fusheng was also shocked when he first met Wu Dajing.

But after all, she had handled a ghost case and had a close fight with a beggar ghost in a beggar alley. In addition, she controlled a ghost and was on the verge of death. Therefore, she quickly became aware of the strange events in front of her. Accepted.

She made up her mind, and then entered the courtyard calmly:
"Wu Datong? Wu Liren's father?"

"Yes."

Wu Dajing nodded repeatedly.

As he nodded and bowed respectfully, the image of Wu Dajing at this time gradually merged with the image of the village elder in Zhao Fusheng's memory, which seemed much more real than the 'Wu Dajing' who knocked on the door before.

But this did not make Zhao Fusheng relax his vigilance.

She realized that the power of the ghost was advancing - its ability to interfere with cognition was getting stronger. Maybe it was affected by the ghost mist, or maybe everyone was suppressed by the ghost, their autonomy was weakening, and they were manipulated by the ghost.

This is not good news for her.

"I asked you why you suddenly said you had to leave in the afternoon because you had something to do. It turned out that you were going to pay homage to an old friend. How come you were so fine and suddenly thought of paying homage to him?"

She said deliberately.

As soon as these words were spoken, a strange memory was once again implanted into her consciousness out of thin air.

Zhao Fusheng's mind immediately recalled the scene in the afternoon when Wu Dajing suddenly looked embarrassed and said that he had something to do and wanted to get out of the car and part ways with her.

When I asked him what was going on, he didn't say anything. Afterwards, he only pointed the way to Zhang Chuanshi, got out of the car and left in a hurry.This memory was far more specific and detailed than the previous time in Wu Lifu's family, but it also made Zhao Fusheng's hair stand on end.

She didn't even dare to dwell on the memories in her mind.

This false memory was so real and specific that I can still remember Wu Dajing’s tone and demeanor when he spoke.

If it weren't for Zhao Fusheng's strong will and if this memory appeared too abruptly, no one would suspect that it was fake.

Everyone in the Wu family didn't know what she was thinking. When they heard her question, they all spoke enthusiastically one after another: "My uncle Datong has a hard life."

Wu Liyou spoke first:
"He died early. Wu Liren was still young at that time, so the funeral was never very grand."

Wu Dajing also nodded:

"It wasn't until the beginning of last month that Wu Li hired someone to do the dojo and chose the underworld for him again."

After saying that, he coughed twice:

"I wasn't very healthy earlier, maybe because of my old age, and suddenly I had a nosebleed. When Wu Liren held a 71st birthday celebration for his father, I didn't go to attend."

As soon as he finished speaking, two streams of black blood suddenly flowed out of his nasal cavity, soaking the beard on his lips and flowing into his lips.

Wu Dajing grinned, his lips and teeth red.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi breathed rapidly and bit the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from screaming.

Wu Dajingman carelessly stretched out his hand and wiped it on his trouser legs:
"Look, it's bleeding again."

Zhao Fusheng was not shocked by his terrifying appearance.

Her eyes fell on Wu Dajing's legs.

The village elder wore a pair of light gray trousers, and his smooth movement of wiping the blood left four streaks of blood of varying shades flying upward on his trousers.

Three of them are slightly deeper and one is slightly shallower. They were touched by the tip of the little finger after it was stained with blood.

The most important thing is that these blood stains are exactly the same as the blood marks on the carriage that she found and then disappeared.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng could basically conclude that his memory of traveling with Wu Dajing was true, and the mark on the carriage was also left by the old man.

I don't know what happened in the middle, causing the two parties to separate.

Combined with the strange events at this time, an incredible idea appeared in Zhao Fusheng's mind: Wu Dajing may have been cursed by the Ghost Law and died. This may be a repetition of his memory at a certain moment in his life.

Zhao Fusheng rubbed his arms and rubbed his nose inexplicably.

She had also smelled the smell of blood in her nose and throat when she was on the carriage earlier. Will she be bleeding like Wu Dajing at some point?

She was just thinking about something when Wu Liyou said:
"Sit down here, sir. If you have something to say, sit down and say, are you hungry? I'll have someone wash a bowl for you and fill a bowl of soup for you."

Zhao Fusheng suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and nodded.

Wu Liyou quickly asked people to set up the table, and several women were busy putting the prepared food on the table.

Everyone sat down one by one. Zhang Chuanshi stood behind Zhao Fusheng, staring warily at Wu Dajing who was sitting with him.

"When did the Wu Datong you mentioned die?"

Wu Dajing smiled and said:
"He had a hard life. He passed away in July of the 215th year of Daqing. His son Wu Liren was still young at that time and could not organize the funeral. The villagers helped arrange the burial."

Wu Liyou also nodded:

"Later, when Wu Liren became more promising, he took advantage of his father's 71st birthday to make up for the funeral of that year. He also held a banquet for the villagers and invited the goddess who had gone to hell. It was a lively event."

"Unfortunately, something happened to Uncle Liren not long after. I suspect it was because the old grave was disturbed." Wu Shaochun, who was sitting beside him and was rewarded with a piece of chicken to chew, also added.

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

She changed the subject:
"By the way, I see that Kotou Village is not very big. How many people are there in total in the village?"

Wu Dajing thought she was going to talk about Wu Datong, but she suddenly asked about the population of Goutou Village.

Wu Liyou and Wu Shaochun looked at each other, and Wu Liyou tentatively asked:
"Why do you ask this, sir?"

"It must be related to the case. Just answer it. Why are there so many questions?" Zhang Chuanshi turned his fear into anger and yelled at Wu Liyou:
"Are you on duty or are we on duty to investigate the case?"

Wu Liyou was scolded by him and kept admitting his mistakes. Wu Dajing said:
"There are 21 households in our village, and now there are 165 people in total, most of whom are named Wu."

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything after that, and everyone said something to warm up the situation. After the meal, Zhao Fusheng also learned a lot about the situation in Goutou Village.

After the meal, while the Wu family was collecting leftovers, Zhao Fusheng suddenly said:
"Early tomorrow morning, call everyone in the village. I want to go to Wu Liren's home again."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone turned their heads.

Wu Liyou asked:

"The whole village is calling?"

"Is there any problem?"

"No." The speaker was Wu Dajing. He smiled and said:
"At this busy farming season, everyone happens to be in the village. If you call me, you will definitely be able to call them all."

Seeing what he said, Wu Liyou also hurriedly said:

"In that case, Shaochun will go out to run some errands and say hello to the villagers when he gets back."

"Okay." Wu Shaochun nodded with his mouth full.

Everyone dispersed one by one. Zhao Fusheng simply washed himself and prepared to rest. Zhang Chuanshi followed her anxiously, circling around her:
"Sir, how can you still eat and sleep?"

"Why can't I eat or sleep?" Although Kotou Village is remote, the villagers are respectful and enthusiastic, and the conditions are much better than when she first suffered a beggar alley ghost disaster.

Zhang Chuanshi's old face wrinkled up like a bitter melon and complained:

"But, but there is a ghost in this village. Look at Wu Dajing—"

When he thought of Wu Dajing, a being who didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost, he felt frightened.

Zhao Fusheng even ate at the same table with him and lived under the same roof.

If you don't know the inside story, forget it. How can you still sleep if you know?

He frowned and asked again:

"How sure are you about tomorrow?" After saying that, his eyes flickered twice and he looked behind Zhao Fusheng anxiously.

He remembered Zhao Fusheng's identity as the person who controls ghosts, and wondered whether she would use the power of ghosts to show off her power tomorrow and drive away the ghosts in Kotou Village.

Zhao Fusheng saw that he was restless, so he comforted him and said:
"You should rest peacefully and keep your spirits up. If things go well, you will still have a day's journey back tomorrow."

She did not answer Zhang Chuanshi's question, but the meaning of her words immediately brought Zhang Chuanshi's uneasy heart back to its original place.

He didn't get along with Zhao Fusheng for long, and he didn't know her character very well, but for some reason, he trusted what she said.

Since she said she would take her home tomorrow if things went well, she would not treat her like a pawn and drive him to death.

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes wet and he quickly replied:

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

He clasped his hands and kept cupping them. After thanking him, he said:

"I will sleep outside your door tonight and keep vigil for you. If a ghost comes, I...I...I can withstand it!"

This old man is greedy for life, afraid of death, and a coward. He just said these words to show his loyalty.

But Zhao Fusheng didn't expose him, he just nodded with a smile.

Zhang Chuanshi hurriedly exited, and thoughtfully closed the door. He deliberately made some big movements outside the door to make a sound, indicating that he was outside.

As soon as the others left, the smile on Zhao Fusheng's face faded.

The ghost in Wujiacun is probably not Wu Dajing. It is very likely that the evil ghost is following her, waiting for opportunities.