I become a god in another world

Chapter 84

"Damn Wu Dajing."

Pang Zhixian's hand shook, and the pen tip hit the file, leaving a thick black spot, destroying the beauty of the file.

"grown ups--"

"Sir, we also heard what he said that day, we -"

……

In the government office, the faces of the squire, Pang Zhixian, and others, all white-haired, suddenly changed. It was like a pot was exploding in the room. Pang Zhixian could hardly hold his pen, and said with a mournful face:

"Sir, what should I do?"

Magistrate Pang was previously worried that Zhao Fusheng would not handle the ghost case. When he learned that someone in Wu'an Town had reported a ghost case, he immediately brought the person to the Demon Suppression Division. Now that he knew the truth, he felt bad.

"Don't worry, the evil spirit has been sealed by me." Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

Zhang Chuanshi had mentioned before that she had sealed the evil ghost, but when Zhang Chuanshi said it, everyone was half-believed and dubious. Now when Zhao Fusheng spoke again, the originally noisy government office hall fell silent for a moment.

Fan Bisheng and his younger brother looked at each other, while Magistrate Pang turned his head and exchanged glances with the squire beside him.

The injured Zhang Chuanshi was elated.

Zhao Fusheng didn't pay attention to other people's reactions, she was lost in thought.

The stand-in ghost was sealed by her. At this time, mentioning its existence is no longer a taboo, and there is no need to worry about being marked by it and then killed.

But when Wu Dajing entered the Demon Suppression Department, he did carry the ghost's 'curse' with him.

According to the law of ghost killing, anyone who mentions it or hears it will be marked - the biggest evidence is that when she heard Wu Dajing mention Wu Datong's eldest son and talk about this person, she felt itchy behind her ears, and she couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but reach out and scratch my ears.

And after scratching, a scab was torn off under the ear.

After tearing off his ear, he felt a burning pain. Zhao Fusheng didn't know much about the stand-in ghost at that time, so he just thought he was injured in a fight with the beggar ghost.

After thinking about it again, I realized that the law should have been triggered at that time, and a piece of flesh was torn off by the ghost.

And I had triggered the law of ghosts at that time, so there was no reason why others had nothing to do with it.

Even though she mentioned the existence of Wu Datong's eldest son at that time, so the situation was the most serious, Fan Bisheng and the others should have more or less left the mark of being hurt by ghosts...

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng raised his head and looked at everyone.

Magistrate Pang looked scared now, but he didn't look like he was hurt.

It's really strange, why do nothing happen to these people who should be marked?
Zhao Fusheng recalled the differences between himself and Fan Bisheng and others. After thinking about it, he found that the only thing they had in common was that she left the Zhenmo Division and went to Goutou Village, while Fan Bisheng's brothers and others did not leave Wan'an County.

Thinking about it this way, is there any protection for the county seat of Wan'an County?
Somehow, Zhao Fusheng suddenly remembered the plaque hanging at the door of the Demon Suppression Department.

When she came back from this trip, the signboard of Zhenmo Division seemed to be brighter than before. When she looked at the plaque, both Fan Bisheng and Zhang Chuanshi looked at each other as if something was wrong.

She was suspicious by nature, and she immediately thought: Could there be some allusion to this plaque?
Zhao Fusheng recorded this point in his mind. He did not point it out at this time, but continued:

"Let's get down to business and record."

Pang Zhixian was still frightened. After hearing the substitute's killing rules, he always felt his scalp itchy and couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch it.

But when the corner of his eye fell on Zhang Chuanshi, he was restrained by the wounds on his body and did not dare to move.

"The whole village of Goutou Village has been marked. As far as I know, the first victim to die was Wu Dajing's mother. She delivered Wu Datong's eldest son, and then died on September 9 of the same year——"

People died one after another in the middle, but Zhao Fusheng did not go through the list carefully. Officials from Wu'an Town would do the statistics afterwards.

"Afterwards, Wu Datong died in July 215 of the Han Dynasty, but the villagers' memories were disturbed and they mistakenly believed that Wu Datong did not die until July this year."

"When his son Wu Liren came of age, he married a wife and had children. All his sons were killed, but in the eyes of the villagers, he was blessed with many children."

Not only did Pang Zhixian and others feel numb after hearing these truths, but even Zhang Chuanshi's eyes were in a trance.

He has also been to Kotou Village.

He was also present at what Zhao Fusheng said at this time, and heard Wu Dajing and the villagers mention it, but when he heard it at the time, he only felt impatient and did not feel at all that these were clues to solving the ghost case.

"I found traces of no one living in the wing of Wu Li's house. The furniture was moldy and had crumbs of skin on it. So I suspected that the ghost's law was memory manipulation."

What happened next was similar to what Zhang Chuanshi said, and she briefly walked through it.

From the moment she suspected Wu Dajing was dead, to looking for evidence, and then Wu Dajing appeared out of thin air, she guessed that Li Gui was by her side - that is to say, she was the one who pursued this old case the most closely at that time. The next target to kill.

"I pieced together the human skins I collected into paper figures and used them as bait to attract ghosts to appear."

She spoke calmly about how she handled the case, but everyone shuddered when they thought of her accompanying ghosts and collecting human skins to piece together paper figures.

"Afterwards, I used a powerful weapon to catch it and finally sealed it."

Zhao Fusheng did not tell the whole story about his actual handling of the case.

She concealed the fact that she found a human skin quilt at Wu Li's house, and did not mention the existence of the ghost arm.

But even this is enough to amaze everyone.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Others did not dare to speak out, only Zhao Fusheng narrated, and Pang Zhixian wrote quickly.

This ghost case was really beautifully handled. Zhao Fusheng's handling methods were unique, careful and bold, and he sealed the evil ghosts, completely solving the ghost trouble once and for all instead of driving it away.

This kind of case handling method can be said to be unprecedented in the history of Wan'an County. Fan Bisheng was slightly distracted: If Wan'an County was not shrouded in ghost fog, just based on Zhao Fusheng's performance in successfully handling ghost cases twice in the past month, it would have been He was immediately commended by the court.

Needless to say, she will be promoted to the state capital immediately.

At that time, he and his younger brother wanted to join Deputy Ling Zheng of Baozhi County. Now it seems that Zhao Fusheng is brave and resourceful, and can control ghosts while maintaining a stable temperament. Deputy Ling Zheng of Baozhi County is not worthy of carrying her shoes.

But she is finally at home, but she is still haunted by ghosts, which is a hidden danger.

She has already used the power of ghosts twice to deal with the Zhao couple and the ghosts in the begging alley. If she solves another ghost case and uses the power of ghosts again, how long can she survive even if she is stronger than Zhao Fusheng?
Fan Bi's eyes flickered, and finally he sighed silently and lowered his head.

"Okay, the case is almost over here."

After Zhao Fusheng finished talking about the case, he put the teacup in his hand on the table.

Pang Zhixian finished writing the last word and put the pen in his hand on the inkstone. Only then did he realize that his arms were sore and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"My lord, please take a look."

He did not dare to squeeze his hands at this time, but dried the file, stood up, walked around and handed it to Zhao Fusheng:

"There are stains in the middle. After you read it, I will copy it again."

Zhao Fusheng took the file and took a glance at it. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded:

"can."

After talking about the ghost case, she brought up other things:

"I also discovered a problem during this trip to Kotou Village."

After speaking, her eyes fell on Pang Zhixian.

When Pang Zhixian saw her, he immediately trembled.

"Sir, please speak."

"The root cause of the ghost trouble in Goutou Village is Wu Datong's abduction and trafficking of women from good families."

She frowned and said:

"Wu Shaochun's mother mentioned that these trafficked people were hidden in begging alleys in Wan'an County, and then transported to various villages and towns, where they were sold to villagers."

After Zhao Fusheng was reborn in the Han Dynasty, the two ghost cases he handled came together by mistake.

Even from these two ghost cases, she vaguely realized a rule: poverty breeds evil, and evil can easily breed ghost disasters.

But this was just her initial judgment. She hadn't cracked the ghost case for a long time and her evidence was not sufficient. She just had such a hazy idea.

Whether it is or not will be verified in time.

She shook her head:
"Strictly inspect the begging alleys and don't let homeless people gather there."

Magistrate Pang nodded without hesitation:
"If you find unruly people committing crimes again, drive them away immediately." Zhao Fusheng was silent for a while and then warned:
"Zhiman Zhang is not an easy person. You must send more people to the begging alley and pay attention to his whereabouts. If there is any suspicion, ask someone to report it to me immediately."

"Yes." Pang Zhixian nodded again.

After Zhao Fusheng finished talking about this matter, he mentioned another matter:

"There are many victims of ghost cases in Goutou Village. I promised the villagers to reduce their taxes for half a year. Brother Fan will handle this matter."

During this trip to Kotou Village, Zhao Fusheng realized that the people of the Han Dynasty were extremely taxed.

The taxes of the Demon Suppression Division were like a huge mountain that was weighing heavily on the people of Wan'an County. She wanted to move the mountain away, but this was not the time.

The government's job is to deal with ghosts, and now there are not many people in the government.

Fortunately, no one died in the Kotou Village ghost case, but according to past case handling experience, the death rate is extremely high. Once he dies, the government will pay a lot of pensions.

In the absence of support from the court for the time being, this money will still need to be supported by tax revenue.

When Fan Bisheng heard her roll call, he quickly stood up and agreed.

"I have received an order for this case. His name is Wu Shaochun. It's just that his injuries are too severe at this time and it's not suitable to move. He should be able to enter the county when he feels better. Then you can just make arrangements."

Everyone else nodded.

After talking about the business, the other squires found an opportunity to speak:

"My lord, you have worked hard this time in handling the case. You have worked very hard in Wan'an County and you have made great contributions. We have no way to repay you, so we discussed it among ourselves and gathered some gifts for you."

When he heard the word gift, Zhao Fusheng's eyebrows suddenly widened, and an old man holding an ebony crutch said:
"They are just gold and silver common things. Please don't dislike them, sir."

"Don't dislike it."

Zhao Fusheng smiled:
"We in Wan'an County are the most welcoming to gentry and elders like you in the county. Now that I am in charge of the county, if you have any relatives or friends at home, you can invite them to live in Wan'an County."

She looked at the people carrying boxes outside and filed in, and said with a smile:

"As long as I stay in Wan'an County for one day, I will protect you all from ghost disasters."

Seeing her joy, everyone also smiled.

For a while, everyone was flattering Zhao Fusheng. Zhang Chuanshi wanted to speak several times, but couldn't get a word in.

"Your Excellency is naturally a god from heaven who descended to earth, and he handled the ghost case wisely and decisively. We all rely on Your Excellency's protection, and we can live a stable life now."

"Yeah yeah."

"Speaking of which, I do have an old friend who has a lot of money. He saw a ghost disaster in his early years and was lucky enough to survive. It scared him to death. Now he lives temporarily in Baozhi County and pays a lot of taxes and fees every year. I just hope to be protected by the Demon Suppressor."

The old man with the ebony crutch was the most enthusiastic in complimenting him. Zhang Chuanshi kept wanting to speak, but just as he opened his mouth several times, before he could start, the old man saw his movement from the corner of his eye and suddenly raised his voice, drowning out his words.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi glared at him fiercely, feeling that the old guy was deliberately trying to distract himself.

Just as she was about to think of a way to interrupt him, he suddenly changed the topic and mentioned an old friend.

And this friend happens to live in Baozhi County.

As soon as Baozhi County was mentioned, the conversation on the carriage when he came back came to Zhang Chuanshi's mind. He suddenly shrank and did not dare to speak again.

"Did you hear about it? There is Deputy Commander Zheng of the Demon Suppression Department in Baozhi County. He is an extraordinary figure. It is said that he has commanded a evil-level ghost and solved several ghost cases. He is very majestic."

"..."

"..."

Now it was not just Zhang Chuanshi who wanted to curse, but even Fan Bisheng was starting to feel restless.

Fan Wujiu glared at the old man and said:
"Yu Weide, what nonsense are you talking about in front of adults——"

He stood up with a guilty conscience, pointed at the old man and said:
"How can Vice Ling Zheng of Baozhi County compare with our adults?"

"sit down."

Zhao Fusheng looked at the embarrassed Fan brothers with interest, and Zhang Chuanshi's eyes kept rolling.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fan Wujiu sat down obediently and sweating profusely.

Yu Weide, who was scolded by him, grinned, revealing the gap between his missing teeth on the left side:
"Fan Lingzhi is right. I told my old friend the same thing."

The old man, relying on his old age, pretended to be confused and did not look at the ugly faces of the Fan brothers and Zhang Chuanshi, and then said:

"I didn't know that my old friend didn't dare to gamble."

He shook his head:
"Well, we hit it off in the early years, and we promised to have children and in-laws. It would be great if we could move to the same place, but it's a pity, it's a pity that my old friend has concerns -"

After speaking, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng knew what these people had in mind, which was just to pretend to be stupid and to find out the details of her strength.

She also wanted to show some of her strength to shock everyone in the county. After hearing this, she followed Yu Weide's words and asked:

"What concerns does your old friend have about moving to Wan'an County?"

"Sir, you also know that now that ghost fog appears in our county, the court doesn't care about it." The old man raised his crutches and leaned on the ground, making a soft 'dong' sound.

Zhao Fusheng was neither angry nor annoyed, and said calmly:

"Let's talk about it."

Yu Weide glanced at Magistrate Pang secretly, and the other squires nodded at him without trace.

He gritted his teeth and softened his voice:

"My old friend said that the strength of Wan'an County should not be too different from that of Baozhi County -"

The strength of a county's Demon Suppression Division does not lie in the number of envoys and servants, but in the strength of the commander who presides over the Demon Suppression Division.

"That means I can't be weaker than Vice Ling Zheng?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

She was too direct, and everyone was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to speak.

After a while, Yu Weide, who started the topic, was afraid that she would be angry, so he bit the bullet and said:
"It should be about the same..."

"You said that Vice Ling Zheng controlled evil-level ghosts? How many cases has he handled?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

The hall fell into silence for a while.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng's question came out, everyone felt the pressure inexplicably, and no one dared to say a word for a while.

"say!"

Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice.

Pang Zhixian turned his head left and right, and the others stepped back one after another under his gaze.

He cursed angrily in his heart and had no choice but to cup his hands and say:

"I heard that Vice Ling Zheng of Baozhi County is indeed commanding a demon-level ghost. As for handling cases, he has already handled three cases..." He was afraid that his words would offend Zhao Fusheng, so he quickly added:

"But he just drove away the ghosts. He was not as powerful as an adult. He really solved the ghost troubles."

A small part of these words are compliments, but most of them come from Pang Zhixian’s sincerity:

"And you are young and strong, much more powerful than Deputy Zheng."

"You are right." Zhao Fusheng was not humble after being praised by him. Instead, he accepted his praise calmly and said lightly:
"I am indeed much better than Vice Ling Zheng."

After finishing speaking, he added casually:
"As for evil-level ghosts, I have them too."

As soon as these words came out, it was astonishing, and everyone in the hall who heard these words was stunned.

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