I become a god in another world

Chapter 477 Merge Plaque
Chapter 477

Zhao Fusheng pondered for a moment.

The Investiture of the Gods has already indicated that there are too many evil spirits suppressed in Hell.

Along the way from Dongping Village, Zhao Fusheng had indeed captured quite a few evil spirits and brought them into hell.

However, ghosts have special appearances. After they were taken into hell, it was definitely not because hell was crowded, but because the deterrent effect of the seventh layer of hell on the ghosts was decreasing.

If we continue to subdue evil spirits instead of finding ways to upgrade the level of hell, once the balance is broken, hell will lose its restraints and disasters will become more likely to occur.

After using the power of hell to imprison evil spirits, Zhao Fusheng could no longer give up such a powerful killer aid.

At present, raising the level of hell seems to be a matter as important as enfeoffment of the two ghosts Qiao Yuesheng and Liu Huacheng.

According to the rules of the List of Gods, the grade of hell will only be truly improved if it rises three levels.

Now Zhao Fusheng's hell has been opened to the seventh level, and can directly detain vicious ghosts. If he wants to go a step further, he needs to upgrade hell by two more levels - opening the ninth level of hell.

Once the ninth level of hell is opened, it will be able to directly capture evil-level ghosts and suppress disaster-level ghosts.

At that time, Zhao Fusheng could even go into the ghost realm alone.

Ordinary evil spirits cannot cause any harm to her. As long as her hell is opened, evil spirits below the evil level cannot even get close to her.

Ding Datong, who controls a disaster-level ghost, can be suppressed by her directly, and he can't even rely on the power of evil spirits in hell.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng's heart beat fast.

Such ability is too incredible, even not inferior to the power of summoning ghosts and gods in the List of Gods.

However, the moment Zhao Fusheng had the thought, he forcibly suppressed the impulse.

According to previous practice in the Investiture of the Gods, although the merit points required to open the eighth level of hell are only 100000, the merit points required to open the ninth level of hell are unknown.

Even if Zhao Fusheng now has 50 merit points, he cannot risk spending them all at this moment.

And according to the usual rules of the Investiture of the Gods, the stronger the power of hell and gods, the higher the merit points required to control and suppress them.

Especially now that she is controlling the Yin Chai Ma Mian, this evil ghost acts according to the amount of merit.

Once her merit points were reset to zero, the Investiture of the Gods reminded her that the ghost messenger might rebel, and some dangerous and unpredictable things might happen.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng suppressed his impulse and slowly withdrew his consciousness from the List of Gods.

Since he had no plans to touch the List of Gods for the time being, Zhao Fusheng did not intend to sit idle as he had the rare opportunity of free time.

She paused for a moment, and her mind sank into hell, and she "fished out" the two objects that were suppressed in hell, and placed them side by side in front of her.

Those were two plaques - with three large gold-plated characters "Demon Suppression Division" written on them.

The thing that Paper Man Zhang had tried so hard to get was now in her hands.

The two plaques belonged to Wenxing County and Jin County respectively. During this period, both counties were plagued by ghost disasters, but the situation in Wenxing County was much more serious. Therefore, the plaque belonging to Wenxing County was tainted by the evil spirit of evil ghosts.

The large gold-plated characters on it were almost "erased" by a layer of faint black air, leaving only a very faint mark.

Perhaps Zhao Fusheng already had a preconceived notion in his mind - he believed that these plaques belonged to one of the decomposed remains of an evil spirit, so when he looked at these two plaques that had nothing to do with the remains of an evil spirit, Zhao Fusheng always felt a sense of eerie and spooky.

She stared at the two plaques for too long, and her eye sockets began to swell. She felt dizzy and her hair stood on end.

Zhao Fusheng blinked his sore eyes, interest showing in them.

She was a courageous person to begin with, and now she was confident. The more strange the plaque looked, the more she wanted to find out the reason.

So she stretched out her hands, grasped both ends of the Demon Suppression Bureau's plaque, lifted up the plaque that originally belonged to Wenxing County, and stacked it on the plaque of the Jin County Demon Suppression Bureau.

As soon as the two plaques overlapped, strange things began to happen.

Suddenly, a large amount of black gas surged out from the plaque. This black gas came from the same source, like two magnets that are tightly attracted to each other.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusheng increased his strength and tightly grasped the plaque of Wenxing County, trying to prevent the two plaques from coming together.

But as soon as she exerted force, the Wenxing County signboard quickly melted like an ice cube, turning into a smoking black stream that poured down like a waterfall.

A stream of black gas rushed to the plaque of the Jinxian Town Demon Bureau and was quickly absorbed by the plaque below.

Evil spirit surged out from the two plaques that were merged into one, and Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but shudder all over.

She belatedly sensed a chill rushing straight into the depths of her consciousness.

At the same time, the reminder from the List of Gods rang in her mind: You have been marked by an unknown existence.

"..." Zhao Fusheng's eyebrows twitched and his eyes looked around involuntarily.

Since when, a ghost town had formed in the room where she was temporarily staying.

She became alert and her eyes fell back to where the plaque had been placed - only to see that the signs of the two counties had merged into one.

Black air was swirling around the signboard, and the black air seemed to be "reviving" and struggling desperately, as if trying to break free from its restraints.

But no matter how hard these evil spirits tried to spread in all directions, there was always a force suppressing them.

The black gas formed a special ghost flame, burning all around, but when Zhao Fusheng looked again, he saw a golden line moving in the middle of the black gas.

Wherever the golden thread went, the ghost flames were extinguished.

Soon, the golden light suppressed the black flames, and as the golden light became stronger, the ghost energy began to weaken.

Until this moment, the golden light appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng's eyes, and the framework of the three large characters "Demon Suppression Division" appeared, firmly welded in the middle of the black air.

The golden light overflowed like water, filling the frame.

As the three words "Demon Suppression Division" were written, the ghost flame was completely suppressed, and a brand new plaque of the Demon Suppression Division appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng.

The ghost fog in the room dissipated at some point, and the ghost zone was lifted.

Blood was seeping in from the crack of the tightly closed door, and Kuai Manzhou's alert voice rang out:

"Fu Sheng?"

A small drop of blood flowed in through the crack in the door. An eye in the blood opened and soon saw Zhao Fusheng standing beside the table.

More and more blood beads flowed out, gradually gathering into the shape of a child standing at the door.

As soon as the little girl saw Zhao Fusheng, she breathed a sigh of relief:

"Fusheng——"

Before she finished her words, there was a loud knock on the door from outside, and Meng Po shouted anxiously:
"Man Zhou, my Lord, she——"

Before she could finish her words, Kuai Manzhou slammed the door open.

The wooden bolt inserted across the door broke with a sound when the child pulled it violently. Meng Po, Chen Duozi, Liu Yizhen, the Fan brothers, and Zhang Chuanshi were all standing at the door.

Everyone's faces showed anxiety, but when they saw the door open and Zhao Fusheng was safe and sound in the room, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Chuanshi, with a bruised face and nose, moved his lips:
"I said, the adults said that the scourge will last for a thousand years--"

The second half of the sentence turned into a scream.

Fan Bisi hit him on the side of the waist with his elbow, causing Zhang Chuanshi to gasp in pain:

"Da Fan, you should learn the good things from your brother instead of the bad things—"

"Sir, are you okay?" Meng Po asked hurriedly, and Liu Yizhen and others also squeezed into the house.

Everyone came into the house and surrounded Zhao Fusheng, with concern on their faces.

"Did you see anything strange just now?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at everyone and already had a guess in his mind, but he still asked.

"An evil spirit suddenly appeared earlier, and Man Zhou discovered that it was in the direction of the room where the adults were staying." Fan Bisi explained, and Meng Po added:
"I can't sense the breath of living people either."

Kuai Manzhou nodded:
"Gone."

After everyone finished talking about the reason, Zhao Fusheng realized that everyone was busy with their own things. Zhang Chuanshi, the brothers Fan Bisi and Ding Datong were copying the files about the Sun Mansion ghost case, while Meng Po, Liu Yizhen and others were resting in their rooms.

When the evil spirit appeared, everyone felt it.

Kuai Manzhou felt insecure because of the changes in his village. Whenever he arrived at a place, he liked to spread out spies around to spy on the surrounding environment and understand what was going on.

She was the first person to notice that Zhao Fusheng's breath was missing.

As soon as he realized that Zhao Fusheng was missing, ghostly aura appeared out of nowhere in the house of the Demon Suppression Division - and the direction of the ghostly aura was where Zhao Fusheng lived, Kuai Manzhou immediately became anxious.

When everyone gathered around, they discovered that the problem occurred in Zhao Fusheng's room.

At this time, her house was surrounded by ghosts.

Meng Po tried to summon the red moon, but this special moonlight could not penetrate the ghost realm.

The little girl also wanted to force her way into the ghost realm, but when she wanted to lead the water of the Yellow Spring to impact the ghost realm, she found that even the Yellow Spring could not make a way - what was before her was a vast ghost sea shrouded in ghost fog. Once the laws and powers of the evil spirits were exerted, they would be like a stream flowing into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple.

This situation was unprecedented and everyone immediately became anxious.

Fortunately, this strange situation did not last too long. After about half a quarter of an hour, the ghost realm was broken.

The heart-pounding shock pressure disappeared, and Zhao Fusheng's breath reappeared.

The crack in the door that had disappeared in the ghost realm also returned to its place again. Kuai Manzhou squeezed through the crack and saw that Zhao Fusheng was safe and sound, so he felt relieved.

After everyone explained the cause and effect, Zhao Fusheng seemed to be thinking:
"It took so long——"

Liu Yizhen nodded:
"Fusheng," he held the straps that tied the coffin with both hands, his eyes fell on the table. On the round table in the wing was a plaque of the Demon Suppression Division. Liu Yizhen asked:
"Is the strange thing just now related to this plaque?"

His words immediately drew everyone's attention to the plaque.

Everyone has different expressions.

Most people were curious yet cautious, except Zhang Chuanshi, who was stunned at first, then his eyes flickered and he instinctively lowered his head.

Zhang Chuanshi's mind went blank.

Everyone in Wan'an County's Demon Suppression Division knew his past, so when he saw the plaque, he felt guilty.

Just as he was thinking about how to get away with it, suddenly a big hand reached out and grabbed the back of his collar.

Zhang Chuanshi's neck tightened, his body lightened, his toes left the ground, and he was lifted up involuntarily, missing the perfect opportunity to hide in the corner.

Liu Yizhen's righteous voice sounded:

"Master Zhang, why are you hiding in the corner and not saying anything?"

"..." Zhang Chuanshi wanted to call him a bastard.

In fact, he really did curse - Liu Yizhen was a narrow-minded person who held a grudge. He had offended Liu Yizhen before because of his bad mouth, so this guy tried to trip him up everywhere.

"Sir, this kid named Liu has bad intentions and has been framing me everywhere. Sir, you have to take charge of this for me." Zhang Chuanshi could no longer bear it and complained.

Liu Yizhen showed a look of surprise:
"Master Zhang, what are you talking about? You are an old man in the Demon Suppression Division, and you entered the Demon Suppression Division earlier than me. The young people below you all look up to you. In an occasion like this, we, the younger generation, of course, have to listen to your opinions--"

"You're talking bullshit."

Zhang Chuanshi scolded him:
"Everyone knows that you are full of bad intentions." He said 'Pah' and turned to look at Chen Duozi:
"Madam Chen, do you think this boy has ulterior motives?"

Chen Duozi's rules are special, and have a sense of "words come true and laws follow".

When Zhang Chuansheng called her to speak, she looked at a loss.

Fan Bi Si sneered:
"Old Zhang, you are so sinister. You want to use Madam Chen's mouth to deal with Yizhen. The master has said that we are from Wan'an County. Don't use the power of evil spirits in fighting. You have violated the rules. Come on, follow me to the corner, let's fight--"

Zhang Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief, but still held his chest high:

"Just go, who's afraid of who?"

Fan Wujiu said, "Hey!"

"Don't scream in pain later."

"Whoever cries out for love is my grandson!" Zhang Chuanshi encouraged him.

Fan Wujiu was simple-minded and could not stand such verbal provocation, so he immediately reached out to rescue him.

The corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched:
"Shut up, everyone!"

She signaled Liu Yizhen with her eyes to put Zhang Chuanshi down, and then looked at Fan Bisi:
"Don't be as confused as Xiao Fan when provoked. I asked you to copy the files so that you can use your brain more instead of relying solely on the power of the evil spirit."

In fact, as soon as Zhao Fusheng opened his mouth, Fan Bisi came to his senses - he almost fell into Zhang Chuanshi's provocation and got him out of this place of trouble.

"..."

He stared at Zhang Chuanshi.

Zhang Chuanshi was exposed but he didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he laughed twice and said shamelessly:
"Ginger is always wiser with age, Dafan, you need to learn more."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Fusheng in a flattering manner:

"Your Excellency has a keen eye. It turns out that I, Old Zhang, can't hide anything from you."

"How can you still laugh?"

Fan Wujiu was speechless:
"This old guy is really shameless."

"Go, go."

Zhang Chuanshi hushed him twice, then turned to look at Zhao Fusheng with a smile on his face:
"Sir, it's not that I want to hide, but you all know my background. To put it bluntly, this is like yellow mud falling into your crotch. Isn't it also shit? It's better to avoid suspicion, it's better to avoid suspicion."

He shook his head and sighed.

Chen Duozi also came from a scholarly family. After she got married, the Lu family became well-off. Meng Po was worried that Zhang Chuanshi spoke rudely, so she turned around and glanced at Chen Duozi.

She sensed Meng Po's gaze and felt touched and happy. She pursed her lips but couldn't hide the upturned corners of her mouth. She shook her head to show that she didn't mind.

"This is a bit too rude."

Meng Po complained and covered Kuai Manzhou's ears:

"There are children here."

"Then I'll leave?" Zhang Chuanshi pretended to slip away.

"stop."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and continued:
"Who taught you to hide when things get bad?"