I become a god in another world

Chapter 277 The Taste of Death
Chapter 277

Although we are preparing to travel, we still need to make things clear first.

Zhao Fusheng turned to look at County Magistrate Pang, who hurriedly handed over the written paper in his hand.

"Wang Hun, come here."

Zhao Fusheng did not rush to take the file, but waved to Wang Hun.

He looked a little tired, but when he heard Zhao Fusheng calling him, he still walked forward quickly.

"Sir--" he shouted, and Zhao Fusheng came closer to him.

Wang Hun had his hair tied up on top of his head, revealing his neck.

His neck was slightly thick, almost as wide as his face.

Because he has been traveling for many years on business, his skin is dark and rough, and the skin on his neck has fine scale-like lines.

Zhao Fusheng approached him. Wang Hun felt very uneasy, but forced himself not to retreat.

Upon closer inspection, there were several scratch marks on the back of Wang Hun's neck - these were the scratches he made unconsciously when he entered the room and talked about the ghost case.

He was careless with his hands and feet, and had scratched his skin in some places, with white skin flakes flakes floating around.

Apart from that, Zhao Fusheng didn't see anything strange.

"I want to touch your neck."

Zhao Fusheng reminded him.

Wang Hun nodded uncomfortably, then made up his mind and stretched his neck:
"Just touch it, sir."

Although Zhao Fusheng reminded him first, Wang Hun still shivered from the cold when her fingers touched the skin of his neck.

There was a charcoal basin in the room for heating, but the ghost rider's body temperature was lower than that of ordinary people. Her fingers were extremely cold, and when they pressed on his neck, goose bumps instantly appeared on the back of his neck.

Zhao Fusheng pressed along his neck, then withdrew his hand:

“Nothing weird about it.”

After that, he called out to Kuai Manzhou:

"Man Zhou, come and take a look too."

Kuai Manzhou has almost completely merged with the power of the ghost, and is much more sensitive to the aura of evil spirits than she is.

When the child heard her call, he nodded.

She was small and short, and Wang Hun originally wanted to squat down, but he saw the little girl's body rise into the air. She did not stretch out her hand, and several ghost threads as thin as hair flew out from Kuai Manzhou's body and wrapped around Wang Hun's neck.

Wang Hun first felt a chill on his neck and was startled. He instinctively wanted to reach out and touch his neck.

But as soon as the black line wrapped around his body, it immediately disappeared into his neck and disappeared in an instant.

As the ghost line disappeared, Kuai Manzhou turned to look at Zhao Fusheng:
"No."

The child's words meant that she did not find any remaining trace of evil spirits on Wang Hun's body - in other words, Wang Hun was not marked.

This feedback should have made Zhao Fusheng feel relieved, but for some reason, she did not completely relax this time.

An instinctive alertness made her feel uneasy and she frowned.

While she was thinking, she seemed to sense someone looking at her out of the corner of her eye.

Zhao Fusheng turned around and saw Wu Shaochun also looking at her eagerly:

"My Lord, I want to touch it too."

"...Then you touch it too." Zhao Fusheng nodded happily.

Wu Shaochun has also integrated his power with that of the evil spirit very well, and he is controlling a stove ghost, which is more sensitive to smells, so he might be able to detect something strange.

After getting Zhao Fusheng's first plea, Wu Shaochun also strode forward. Although Wang Hun felt that it was a bit strange to be touched on the neck repeatedly, he had been involved in ghost cases after all, and the Demon Suppression Division was also trying to save his life, so he still honestly stuck his head out.

Wu Shaochun's hand rubbed back and forth on his neck for a long time.

This action is like a start.

Fan Wujiu could no longer stand:

"My Lord, I want to touch it too."

"..." Zhao Fusheng turned to look at him. He laughed and for once his mind suddenly became clear:
"My brother and I are going to Liutu Village with adults to investigate a case. We should feel Captain Wang's neck. Maybe when we go to Liutu Village, we can also see if other villagers have necks similar to Captain Wang's."

What he said made a lot of sense, so Zhao Fusheng nodded:

"Then you touch it too."

Wu Shaochun felt something was strange.

Before he finished touching, Fan Wujiu was already standing behind him.

When Fan Bi Si saw that his younger brother had touched it, he also joined the queue.

"They all touched it, so I'll touch it too."

Liu Yizhen had not originally intended to touch him, but there were five people going to Liutu Village this time, and the other four had already touched Wang Hun. If he didn't touch him, he would always feel excluded.

"Then you go and touch it too." Zhao Fusheng's heart skipped a beat.

Liu Yizhen carried the coffin two steps to the side and stood behind Fan Bisi.

Meng Po also stood behind him consciously.

Zhang Chuanshi didn't want to touch it at first, but when he saw this, he couldn't sit still anymore:

"Everyone is touching it, so I'll touch it too."

Zhao Fusheng couldn't help scolding him:
"You don't do it unless someone else does it, but once someone else does it, you can't sit still."

Zhang Chuanshi had been scolded by her many times before, so he was very resistant. Hearing her words, he chuckled twice and did not refute.

"..."

Wang Hun was touched by everyone from the Demon Suppression Division one by one. For some reason, he was originally very nervous, but now after being touched, he had a contradictory feeling of being relieved yet uneasy.

"Gentlemen, you have all finished touching——"

He asked tremblingly:
"Will I, will I die?"

No one can answer this question.

Zhao Fusheng first asked Wu Shaochun:

"Shaochun, did you find anything?"

Wu Shaochun shook his head:
"No," he said.

"Wang Hun said that the skin around the broken neck of the Yang family member from Liutu Village was dry, as if it was an old cut. There was not much blood, only a little blood in the broken bone in the middle of the cervical vertebrae, and the blood was coagulated. It didn't look fresh, but it looked like it had been bleeding for a long time."

Because of Wang Hun's words, everyone in the Demon Suppression Division paid close attention to this point when touching their necks.

If it is an old injury, then even if the person marked by the evil spirit looks normal, the muscles under the skin are dry and broken, and you can always feel the unevenness.

But several people tried to cut it one after another, but they didn't feel any obvious "cut" unevenness under the skin.

But even though Wu Shaochun said this, his expression seemed a little hesitant.

Zhao Fusheng saw this and felt something in his mind. He winked at him but did not ask the question at this time.

Then she turned to look at Liu Yizhen:

"Yizhen, did you see any clues?"

"No." Liu Yizhen shook his head.

He had been living with ghosts for many years and was quite sensitive to the aura of evil spirits, but he did not notice anything wrong with Wang:
"He has plenty of energy and blood, he doesn't look like he was marked by a ghost."

Liu Yizhen's words made Wang Hun's eyes light up, and his depressed demeanor instantly improved a lot.

The Fan brothers also shook their heads. They didn't understand what was going on.

This result was within Zhao Fusheng's expectations. She looked at Wang Hun:

"Nothing suspicious has been found so far, but since this is a ghost case, we should be cautious."

Wang Hun touched his neck, smiled innocently and nodded:

"The lord is right."

He has been involved in ghost cases and is very likely to be marked by evil spirits. If he says he is not afraid, that would be a lie.

But the people from the Demon Suppression Division showed great concern for his safety, which soothed the fear in Wang Hun's heart. When he heard Zhao Fusheng say this, he inexplicably felt more reassured.

"Your Excellency has handled many ghost cases. You are both capable and concerned about my safety. I will follow your instructions on what you want me to do." He was a little excited and spoke incoherently. At the end, he said:
"Even if you want me to go to Liutu Village to do things for you again, I am willing to do it."

He said this purely on impulse, and he was shocked after he blurted it out, but when he calmed down he felt that it was true.

"I'd like to go to Liutu Village again!"

Wang Hun's words startled County Magistrate Pang, but after he came to his senses, he praised:
"What a good man, so courageous."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"In his position, seek his position."

"You have already done what the officers needed to do. What remains is the work of the Demon Suppression Division."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, not only Wang Hun was excited, but even several people from the Demon Suppression Division were a little eager.

Meng Po looked at the scene in front of her with a smile and a kind look.

"For safety reasons, you should not return home until the case of the headless corpse is resolved. You should temporarily live in the Demon Suppression Division." Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said:

"In the meantime I'm going to put a ghost mark on you."

When County Magistrate Pang heard this, he was first surprised, and then a little jealous.

"You are lucky, kid."

Wang Hun was also a little surprised.

As a government official, he naturally knew what Zhao Fusheng's ghost seal meant.

Now, in the entire Wan'an County, apart from the county government office, only the Xu family has obtained the ghost seal made by Zhao Fusheng - and it is unknown how much the Xu family paid to get this ghost seal.

But now, for his safety, Zhao Fusheng is willing to print for him.

"I--thank you very much, sir." He was so excited that he didn't know what to do and could only thank him again and again.

"This case seems to be about taking the head..."

When Zhao Fusheng said this, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Liu Yizhen.

This is really weird.

The headless ghost in Confucius Temple has not been completely solved, and now Wan'an County has caused another headless corpse case. The way the deceased was killed is similar to the way the headless ghost killed people. I wonder if this case is related to Zhang the Paper Man.

Wang Hun was still waiting for her. She gathered her thoughts and ordered Wu Shaochun to take out a dagger and carve a door frame pattern on the back of Wang Hun's neck. She then used the Ghost Seal to brand a ghost seal into the back of his neck.

The moment the ghost seal was cast, the number of the door god's believers did not increase, but the incense value increased by 1 point. Counting the one point added when printing for the Xu family, the door god's incense value has now reached 9 points.

Zhao Fusheng put away the ghost seal.

The blood on the back of Wang Hun's neck was strangely absorbed by the door god's mark.

The chill penetrated into the back of his neck, irritating the hairs on his scalp and making them stand on end, pulling at his scalp.

But that’s strange to say.

He was originally very sleepy. When Zhao Fusheng cut his skin with a dagger and blood gushed out, he did not feel much pain. Instead, his eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds and he was barely able to hold on.

When the ghost mark was branded on him, he opened his mouth wide and yawned.

But as soon as the door god's ghost mark entered his skin and settled in his body, the yawn was immediately interrupted, the strong sleepiness disappeared instantly, and the whole person immediately became much more awake.

An unprecedented sense of security surged into his heart, and his bent back suddenly straightened.

"Okay, let's split up."

After Zhao Fusheng finished his task, he urged everyone to get up.

The servants of the Xu Mansion had been waiting outside. When they heard Zhao Fusheng coming out, they hurriedly led the group to another quiet path towards the direction of the carriage.

Two carriages from the Demon Suppression Division were already waiting outside. Before Zhao Fusheng got on, he glanced at Wu Shaochun and waved at him:

"Shaochun."

Wu Shaochun had already guessed that she would call him, so he immediately walked over to her side:

"grown ups."

"Shaochun, what did you find on Wang Hun?"

Zhao Fusheng asked.

When the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau touched Wang Hun's neck one by one, no one noticed anything strange, including Kuai Manzhou, who was most sensitive to the scent of evil spirits. Only Wu Shaochun frowned at that time.

Zhao Fusheng noticed this subtle movement, but Wang Hun was so afraid of losing his composure at that time that she did not ask.

Wu Shaochun also understood what she meant, but did not say much at that time. He only said now:
"Sir, I didn't detect any scent of evil spirits on Wang." The mark of an evil spirit is also a remnant of the ghost's power. As long as a person has been marked, some scent will be left behind.

But Wang Hun's body was clean, as if he had never dealt with ghosts.

This is obviously very wrong.

You have to know that Wang Hun is a constable who goes in and out of the county government office.

There is an imprint of a door god on the door of the county government office. The so-called door god is also a ghost who has been deified. When Wang Hun goes in and out of the office, he has a certain aura of a ghost.

He is so clean now, it seems as if the power of an evil spirit is conflicting with the ghost, and the two auras restrain each other to achieve a balance.

"Although I didn't sense any evil spirit from him, I smelled an extremely dangerous smell."

Wu Shaochun said with a serious look.

"Smell danger?" Zhao Fusheng's expression also turned serious.

Kuai Manzhou, who was holding her hand, seemed to be in a state of distraction, but when he heard this, he suddenly looked up, widened his eyes, and looked at Wu Shaochun in disbelief.

She didn't find anything wrong with Wang Hun, so why did Wu Shaochun find something strange?

The little girl wanted to turn around and walk towards Wang Hun without saying a word, but as soon as she paused, Zhao Fusheng grabbed her hand tightly.

Kuai Manzhou looked at her in confusion and explained:

"I'm going to touch his neck one more time."

Zhao Fusheng replied without lowering his head:

"Touch me next time."

She had a hunch that this ghost disaster might not be as simple as it seemed.

Wu Shaochun always felt that the child looked at him with some hostility. He touched his nose and nodded to answer Zhao Fusheng's question:

"It's dangerous." He emphasized again:
"I feel like, like the smell of death."

The evil ghost he controls is the stove ghost, and it is deeply bound to ghosts.

The stove ghost suffers great pain before dying and is very sensitive to danger, death and the smell of blood.

"Sir, please be careful when you go to Liutu Village." Wu Shaochun showed a worried look on his face:
"I always feel that this case is not simple. This evil ghost may not be explained by common sense."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and took his reminder to heart:
"I see."

After that, he reminded Wu Shaochun: "During our trip this time, you and Meng Po must guard Wan'an County."

She was not afraid of ghost cases, but was afraid of ghost disasters mixed with human disasters. This time they left the county town because someone was luring the tiger away from the mountain.