I become a god in another world

Chapter 469: Huangquan Leads the Way
Chapter 469

Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng had already made preparations in advance.

Ding Datong and others who had left followed her instructions. After returning to the Jin County government office, they immediately gathered people, beat drums and gongs, and ordered the people to hide in their homes.

Even if there are weddings or funerals in the family, all activities have to be temporarily stopped.

The living flee to make way for the dead.

King County has become a ghost town.

The ghost fog had already spread throughout the county at some point, and was showing signs of expanding outward.

The streets were previously filled with the sound of galloping horses, the sound of gongs struck by officials announcing reports, and shouts.

I don't know when these sounds disappeared.

Everyone found a place to hide.

Officials hid in government offices and common people hid in their homes, with their doors tightly closed and no one dared to go out.

The noise was so loud that one could hear a pin drop, but inside some of the graves, there were unusual movements.

All kinds of creepy and strange noises were heard, and some evil spirits that had been suppressed for many years revived and slowly stood up from their habitats.

In this extreme silence, the faint sound of opera lingers in everyone's heart.

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In the Jin County government office, all the people from the yamen, regardless of their status, sat together.

The Chang brothers from the Five Immortals Temple, Qian Zhongying, runners from the government office such as Zhou Dazhui, servants, and ghost riders such as Ding Datong were all crowded in the lobby.

Everyone was sweating profusely and dared not say a word.

The door of the house was closed tightly, and the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau took turns guarding the four corners of the house.

Zhang Chuanshi was most afraid of death. He sat surrounded by the crowd, thinking darkly in his heart: once the ghost disaster broke out, others would die first, and he would find a way to escape from here.

Just as I was daydreaming, I saw through the gaps in the doors and windows that the sky outside was getting darker at a very fast speed.

The weather was extremely cold at this time, and the people in Jin County had long since adapted to the winter temperatures.

But at this time, the sky turned dark, and fog poured into the government office through the gaps in the doors and windows. An indescribable sense of fear and terror surged into everyone's heart.

Although he had experienced several ghost disasters, Zhang Chuanshi's body still started to tremble.

The ghost disaster broke out quickly and violently, the sky turned dark in an instant, and Jin County became a ghost town.

The doors and windows could not prevent the invasion of the ghost fog, and the thick black fog divided the people who were crowded together in the hall of the government office.

Zhang Chuanshi opened his eyes wide, but he couldn't even see the person who was sitting so close to him.

He touched the brand on his back nervously, and felt a little relieved when he sensed the door god's chilly aura.

"I don't know how things are going over there, adults..." Once Zhang Chuanshi felt at ease, his mind became active again.

The sudden outbreak of the ghost disaster in Jin County must be related to Zhao Fusheng and others.

On the way to the Wu family, Zhao Fusheng mentioned that there had been ghost cases in Jin County over the past twenty years. It was probably because the ghost cases were suppressed that there was only a brief period of superficial peace.

The situation at this time should be that the surface balance has been broken, and what remains should be Zhao Fusheng and others cleaning up the aftermath of the ghost disaster.

"Old Ding, Old Ding——"

Zhang Chuanshi couldn't see the people around him clearly, nor could he hear any sounds. He felt very uneasy and couldn't help but call out Ding Datong's name, trying to get a response from him to calm his inner fear.

But his shout fell on deaf ears.

It seemed as if he was the only one left in the yamen, and there was no response from Ding Datong.

Zhang Chuanshi wanted to reach out and feel around, but he was afraid that he would touch something he shouldn't touch - the horrible memory of when he reached out his hand and grabbed the ghost's minion when the ghost disaster broke out in the ghost tomb in Wan'an County came to his mind.

He clenched his hands tightly and put them in his sleeve pockets.

No one can be trusted at this time!

Zhang Chuanshi began to feel regretful.

If I had known that I would be scared even if I didn't enter the Sun Mansion, I would have just followed Zhao Fusheng.

Although she always rushed to the most dangerous places when handling ghost cases, it was extremely safe where she was.

She controls several ghosts, has great power, and will try her best to protect the people around her. Being with Zhao Fusheng is much safer than being with Ding Datong and others.

When something strange happens, she will always take the initiative to find a solution, which is better than waiting passively.

Just as I was daydreaming, suddenly a faint sound of opera was heard.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, but the singing voice suddenly rang out, instantly spreading throughout the entire ghostland and reaching everyone's ears.

The girl's voice was clean and clear, like the first crisp chirp of a lark in a valley in the early morning, with a melodious echo. However, when it penetrated into the eardrum, it was like a bait hook with sharp thorns, drilling into the human internal organs and making the soul tremble.

Before people who hear this singing can react, the deep hatred, resentment, and violent violence of killing mixed with the despair of death surge into their hearts.

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Although Zhang Chuanshi had listened to the ghost troupe perform on stage several times, he became more and more afraid every time he heard the troupe's music.

Once generations of Bai Ling from the Huangquan Opera Troupe take to the stage, they display their charm that is no less than that of their lifetime.

He knew that the ghost troupe was dangerous, but his body was still restless and he wanted to go in the direction of the troupe.

Zhang Chuanshi held down his legs tightly, raised his arms and knees, and clamped his ears tightly. But no matter how hard he defended himself, the sad singing voice still penetrated his body and struck deep into his soul.

It’s impossible to guard against it!

With no other options, Zhang Chuanshi could only talk to himself to distract himself:

"This ghost troupe is getting more and more terrifying. After Liu Chunquan died, he still had evil intentions and kept trying to drag you to the opera. You are closer to the troupe than I am, so how could you resist not sitting in the first seat? I'm afraid this lord has taken Wu Shi San!"

Since Zhao Fusheng was not around, Zhang Chuanshi just kept talking nonsense.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind blew, and a special "guest" passed by the yamen, bringing up a gust of cold fog.

……

At this time, in the lobby of the Sun Mansion, Sun Shaoyin and Tang Zuwang had become guests of honor of the opera troupe.

As soon as the troupe came on stage, they immediately calmed the situation.

Once the generations of lark from the Huangquan Opera Troupe started singing, their singing voices spread throughout the ghost realm.

Liu Yizhen and others were the closest to the performance and were so dizzy that they felt as if their souls were being sucked away by the troupe.

If you are not careful, your feet will seem to be lured by the troupe and develop your own consciousness, wanting to walk into the ghost troupe.

The ghost chain that Fan Wujiu was dragging on surged, and the evil ghost hanging on the ground crawled towards the direction of the opera troupe, in a disguised manner dragging Fan Wujiu forward.

He took a few steps until he was grabbed by Fan Bisi, and then he suddenly realized what he had done.

"big--"

Fan Bisi was about to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a strong pulling force on his hand. He staggered forward a big step while feeling dizzy and was awakened only when he was grabbed by Chen Duozi.

Liu Yizhen also felt his ears buzzing. He tried to cover his ears with his hands, but it was difficult to block the ghost sound of the troupe. After thinking about it, he simply lifted up the ghost coffin and used it as a special "hat" to cover his head.

The ghost coffin is a very evil object with special properties. It can seal the power of evil ghosts, and naturally it can also block the evil sounds of the opera troupe from penetrating the ears.

As soon as he put the ghost coffin on his head, cold air poured down from the top of his head. Liu Yizhen's scalp went numb. He raised his eyelids and saw that the ghost corpse of Chang San, who was possessed by a disgusting ghost, opened his eyes and looked at him without paying attention.

Liu Yizhen's head instantly turned into something as hard as metal, and no matter how hard the evil spirit grabbed it, it couldn't be torn apart.

The Fan brothers originally wanted to move closer, but after looking inside through the coffin, they changed their minds.

Everyone was more or less influenced by the ghost troupe, except Zhao Fusheng, who controlled the ghost troupe, who seemed not to be tempted by it at all.

As soon as the troupe set up the stage, the troupe leader Liu Chunquan, with a gloomy face, walked towards Zhao Fusheng at such a speed that he turned into a shadow and invited her to take a seat as usual.

Zhao Fusheng refused with a cold face.

Liu Chunquan, who had transformed into a fierce ghost, could not understand the refusal and was about to force her to her seat, but after Zhao Fusheng suppressed her with his merit points, he left with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes but a stiff smile on his face.

When other people saw this scene, they all shuddered.

The Fan brothers considered themselves to be ghost controllers in disguise.

After mastering the art of controlling ghosts, I had a deeper understanding of dealing with ghosts.

Ghosts are very powerful, and it is very easy for them to bite back if you borrow their power.

The power of the Ghost Troupe is beyond belief, they are already catastrophic-level evil spirits, and the rules of the Ghost Troupe are special, with temptations that both ghosts and humans cannot refuse.

When faced with the invitation of a disaster-level evil spirit, Zhao Fusheng neither summoned the door gods to protect him nor used the power of the underworld to suppress it. Instead, he made the leader of the disaster-level evil spirit give up the rules with just a few words.

Liu Yizhen and others couldn't help but have the same thought as Zhang Chuanshi: Zhao Fusheng had such strong willpower that he could refuse the invitation from the ghost troupe without batting an eyelid.

……

Zhao Fusheng didn't pay attention to the strange looks from the people. She looked at the ghost troupe with her brows slightly frowned.

Meng Po was holding Kuai Manzhou's hand and noticed her worried look at the first moment. Seeing her staring at the ghost troupe with a serious expression, she couldn't help but speak:
"Are you worried that the ghost troupe is getting out of control?"

Zhao Fusheng responded:
"The ghost troupe is not out of control yet."

She has accumulated a lot of merit along the way, which is enough to open a position in the List of Gods. After using the power of evil spirits several times recently to consume some of the merit points, she still has 297652 merit points.

The ghost disaster in Sun Mansion has come to an end. Shen Yishu was subdued by Meng Po. Sun Shaoyin and Tang Zuwang were invited to join the ghost troupe. The ghost troupe has not been disbanded yet. For the Investiture of the Gods, the ghost case in Sun Mansion has not been completely resolved, so there is no settlement of merit points for the time being.

But Zhao Fusheng's remaining merit points were enough for her to suppress the ghost troupe.

But suppression alone is clearly not enough.

After she repaired the troupe, its own strength increased greatly. And since she got off the boat and entered Dongping Village, she frequently borrowed the power of the ghost troupe, causing the troupe to invite a large number of "ghost guests". Subsequently, the troupe's strength increased rapidly and has now reached a disaster level.

She is now using the power of the troupe to resolve the ghost disaster in Jin County, which has given the troupe a chance to advance again - once the ghosts become more powerful, they will become less obedient.

Liu Chunquan's wish is to perform a play for her.

This wish turned into an obsession after his death, and the entire troupe wanted to invite her to sit at the table.

Liu Chunquan had come to invite her once before, but she suppressed him with her merit points. However, not long after she drove Liu Chunquan away, the old ghost began to turn around and look at her frequently again. It was obvious that the power of the law was beginning to stir again.

Using merit points alone is only a temporary solution and does not address the root cause.

The best way to solve the problem once and for all is to deify the troupe.

After being deified, the troupe will become relatively reliable, and when you subdue them again, you don't need to use hell to suppress them.

Zhao Fusheng's consciousness swept across the empty seat on the List of Gods - during this trip to the Sun Mansion, she opened a seat, which was originally prepared for Shen Yishu.

Now plans cannot keep up with changes, so we have no choice but to close the troupe first!
Thinking of this, her eyes became firm, her mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and she activated the List of Gods.

As the List of Conferred Gods was activated, a chilly wind blew in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness, and dark red blood flowed on the list of gods.

The list slowly unfolded, revealing an empty shrine, waiting for the god to take his place.

A dark decree was held in her hand.

Zhao Fusheng said silently in his heart: Gods return to the temple, ghosts return to the grave; when the List of Gods is published, please invite the gods and ghosts to return to their positions!
The Ghost and God Order suddenly became cold and sinister, and the reminder of the List of Conferred Gods sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness: Do you want to confer the disaster-level Huangquan Opera Troupe as ghosts and gods?
Yes!
As soon as Zhao Fusheng had an idea, blood began to flow on the Ghost and God Order.

The evil spirits of the ghost troupe transformed into black and red ghost shadows and began to flash one by one on the pitch-black small order. Several images overlapped and finally integrated and superimposed into a gloomy face mask of a female lead.

Her reminder from The Investiture of the Gods sounded again: Please name the ghosts and gods.

Zhao Fusheng held the Ghost and God Order in his hand and pondered for a moment.

"When Liu Chunquan was alive, he thought the name 'Red Spring' was unlucky, so he changed the name of the ghost troupe to 'Yellow Spring Troupe'."

She looked towards the ghost troupe. All the evil spirits in the troupe had stopped moving, waiting for her to give them a name and complete the last step of becoming a god.

"Since Dongping Village, I have summoned the Huangquan Opera Troupe to lure ghosts, and then lead the ghosts into hell—"

The existence of the Huangquan Opera Troupe is like the only way for her to attract ghosts.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while:

"The Yellow Springs Road Guide."

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of blood appeared on the Ghost and God Order, and the Conferred God List prompted:
The disaster-level ghost was successfully deified!

The guide to the underworld, the guide to the underworld!
People are born afraid of death, but if there is a troupe of actors leading you to the other side of death, would you still be afraid?

Congratulations to the host for enthroning the Huangquan Opera Troupe, rewarding them with 2000 merit points and obtaining a deification order.

Note: The God-conferring Order can summon gods. (However, if the merit points are not enough to suppress them, the summoned gods may take your life.)
Note: The Order of Conferred Gods can allow the host to borrow some of the power of ghosts and gods, and have the ability to attract ghosts. (It consumes merit points)
Note: It was a troupe composed of actors from all over the world. They had thousands of fans during their lifetime and were sought after wherever they went.

When it sets up the stage and starts singing, and the gongs and drums sound, everyone in the world will stop to watch.

It makes people stop in their tracks when they are alive, and it will lure away evil spirits after they die.

Note: The host can summon the Troupe and use its power.

When you set up the stage, the place where it is located is the Yellow Springs Road.

Once the Yellow Springs Road appears, it is where evil spirits will surely go.

Note: Be careful walking this road. Once you step onto the Yellow Springs Road and hear the opera music and drums, there is no turning back.

Note: The greatest wish of the Huangquan Opera Troupe before their death is to perform a play for the host. The stage has been set up, host, do you listen?
……

Congratulations to the host for successfully solving the Huangquan Opera Troupe ghost case and gaining 6000 merit points.

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The road to becoming a god is long and arduous.

Hell is empty, evil spirits are in the world.

Remind the host, confer the title of God on the big ghost, and send hundreds of ghosts into reincarnation.

Remind the host to rebuild order and rebuild hell!
As soon as the troupe became a god, the feeling of being out of control was immediately suppressed.

The ghosts and gods were restrained by the God List and suppressed by the merit points, and they could no longer try to pull Zhao Fusheng into the chair again and again.

Zhao Fusheng’s consciousness sank into the List of Gods, and he showed a look of satisfaction when he saw the 305652 merit points he had left.