I become a god in another world

Chapter 479: From the Same Clan
Chapter 479

Zhang Chuanshi saw Zhao Fusheng's bad look and thought to himself that it was not good. He subconsciously took two steps back.
"Sir, this is your own people, you asked me to speak honestly--"

"You believe what I say?"

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow and asked back.

Zhang Chuanshi's mouth twitched: "That's natural——"

"All's fair in war, do you understand?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile.

Zhang Chuanshi cried, "I don't understand——"

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand:

"Old Zhang is dishonest and is trying to sow discord. He just wanted to frame Yizhen. I think he is itching for trouble. Big and small Fan, please explain the rules of our Demon Suppression Division to him, so that he won't dare to do this again next time!"

"it is good!"

Fan Bisi and the other man answered in unison, with malicious smiles on their faces.

The two brothers were like iron towers, and they rushed to Zhang Chuanshi's side, each holding one of his arms and lifting him up:
"Lao Zhang, let's go outside and talk about the rules."

Zhang Chuanshi screamed:
"Sir, help me——"

"Slow down." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng shouted.

The Fan brothers paused, and Zhang Chuanshi struggled and said:
"Put me down, put me down! The adults said, slow down, slow down, slow down!"

The two brothers loosened their hands. Zhang Chuanshi adjusted his sleeves and collar. He saw Zhao Fusheng's eyes on him and was about to smile flatteringly when he heard Zhao Fusheng ask:

"Old Zhang, you and Paper Man Zhang are relatives. You both have the surname Zhang. Although you are distant uncles and nephews, if you count your ancestors, you are from the same clan, right?"

Zhang Chuanshi’s smile froze on his face.

Zhao Fusheng's question sounded like a casual mention, without any deep meaning - but Zhang Chuanshi had been with her for quite a while, had followed her in solving several ghost cases, and had some understanding of her character.

She was thoughtful and her questions were circuitous, going from the simplest to the most complex.

At first, some of the questions sounded irrelevant, even scattered and illogical, but in the end they were consistent, and it was difficult for ordinary people to lie in her questions.

Even if he tried to hide it, she would find out the truth and see through it after a round of questioning.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi's mouth twitched, and he hesitated as he thought of this and asked:
"Why are you asking this, sir? Although we are relatives, we are very distant. In fact, many of his affairs..." His eyes flickered, his hands were hidden in his sleeves, he hunched his shoulders and shook his head:

"I, I don't know either."

He was afraid that Zhao Fusheng would lead him into a trap, so he simply answered without knowing anything.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but laugh.

"Lao Zhang, you are not honest." She said with a smile.

Zhang Chuanshi kept shaking his head: "You are joking, my Lord. How could I be dishonest? I will follow your lead and have no second thoughts."

"Tsk." Fan Wujiu sneered.

Zhang Chuanshi was so angry that he shouted, "Xiao Fan, stay away."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"You are indeed very far apart..."

Zhao Fusheng pointed at Zhang Chuanshi and said with a smile, "I know you may not be able to answer, so I didn't ask about the life of the paper man Zhang and his son, the family heritage, or the secret method of the ghost lantern. When have you ever asked me about it?"

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi was speechless and could not answer.

"I just want to ask you, are your ancestors from the same clan?" Zhao Fusheng asked:
"As long as we are related, no matter how distant the relationship is, our ancestors should be from the same origin, right?"

Zhang Chuanshi was defeated by her gaze, hesitated for a moment, and nodded imperceptibly:
"Yes——" As soon as he said the word 'yes', his whole being seemed to have changed.

It was as if a huge stone that had been weighing on his heart for a long time had been lifted off his chest - or as if a long-kept secret had finally been revealed to the world, and his slightly inward-turned shoulders even stretched out a little to the sides.

"The clan is very close-knit..." Zhao Fusheng sighed:
"help each other."

She paused when she said this and said, "In the past, in Kuailiang Village, the villagers helped each other. This is also what we have seen and heard along the way."

Zhang Chuanshi had no idea what she was up to, so he could only nod anxiously.

"Speaking of the journey to Huangma Town in Dongping Village, you see we met Qian Fa, and he mentioned the relatives who had already separated from the clan—"

Zhao Fusheng had a clue. "I just mentioned it. When I entered the Jin County government office, I met Qian Zhongying. We have such a close relationship. Even a small man like Qian Zhongying contributed money and effort."

"Yes." Liu Yizhen nodded in agreement.

Zhang Chuanshi said with a sad face:
"Sir, just ask whatever you want to ask. I'm afraid of this kind of rambling."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:
"It's just a few jokes, what's there to be afraid of?"

After speaking, she changed the subject:
"But since you asked me to ask you a few questions, I'll ask you a few." She looked at Zhang Chuanshi:
"I saw in the records of the Demon Suppression Department that Paper Man Zhang's father is Zhang Xiongwu, who was also the one who worked with Su Long on the Liu Clan Ancestral Hall ghost case forty years ago—"

Zhang Chuanshi's expression froze on his face, but Zhao Fusheng pretended not to see it:
"The one we met last time when we led Qiao Yuesheng back to the Liu Clan's ancestral hall, Lao Zhang, do you still remember him?"

For some reason, Zhang Chuanshi felt that this was absurd.

When people are extremely speechless, they want to laugh.

Zhang Chuanshi also laughed:

"Sir, you are confused. You mentioned Qiao Yuesheng's return to the Liu clan ancestral hall. How could I not remember it?"

At that time, the ghost theater troupe started the show and everyone was a welcome guest.

While Zhao Fusheng was not handling the ghost case, he also made time for him to talk to Zhang Xiongwu.

Having said that, Zhang Chuanshi was completely convinced.

Every question she asked was related, leaving me with no way out of answering any of the questions I asked.

Zhang Chuanshi smiled and said:

"Zhang Xiongwu, I know——"

"43 years ago, the one stationed at the Demon Suppression Division in Shangyang County was a silver general..." Zhao Fusheng deliberately prolonged his voice, and Zhang Chuanshi's face suddenly turned pale.

At this moment, all the disguise that Zhang Chuanshi had put on himself was stripped away by Zhao Fusheng's words.

He no longer laughed or cursed, no longer acted in a mean and deliberate way to annoy others, and no longer had that cowardly and greedy look on his face.

Zhang Chuanshi's expression was calm, and hatred was revealed in his eyes.

He clenched his fists, shook his body, and said nothing.

Zhao Fusheng noticed his expression and had an idea in his mind: Zhang Xiongwu and Zang Xiongshan were very likely to be closely related to each other - even their surnames sounded similar.

A speculation emerged in Zhao Fusheng's mind: Zhang Xiongwu and Zang Xiongshan were from the same clan.

In this way, the relationship between the two parties is easier to speculate.

After some families have grown and multiplied, in order to confirm each other's identities, the family will compile a family tree and stipulate that the descendants should be named according to the clan generation order.

43 years ago, the silver general Zang Xiongshan was registered in the book, and his identity and origin can be traced, so it is unlikely that he changed his appearance - so Zang Xiongshan should be his real name, and the only one who changed his name is Zhang Xiongwu.

If Zhang Xiongwu's original name was Zang Xiongwu, and he and Zang Xiongshan were from the same clan and had the same generation name, then the two should be brothers of the same clan and generation.

"...One is Xiongshan, and the other is Xiongwu..."

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Zhang Chuansheng lowered his head.

Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that there must be a reason for this.

Meng Po moved her lips and was about to speak, but Zhao Fusheng sighed:

"Okay, I've finished asking questions." She waved her hand, signaling Fan Da and Fan Xiao to pull the man out. Zhang Chuanshi suddenly raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.

His behavior was seen by everyone, and even a fool could tell that he was hiding something - at this moment, given Zhao Fusheng's character, shouldn't he be tortured severely to force him to reveal the secret?

Fan Da and Fan Xiao took the confused Zhang Chuanshi out.

After these people left, Meng Po was puzzled:

"Sir, Paper Man Zhang's father is obviously related to Zang Xiongshan. Xiao Zhang obviously knows something. Why don't you ask?"

Her voice was loud. Zhang Chuanshi had just been taken to the door when he heard Meng Po's words.

His feet paused in the air, Fan Bisi gave him a meaningful look, and also held him to where he was.

"Ask or not, the result is the same."

Zhao Fusheng answered without raising his head.

Her eyes fell on the composite plaque, and after a while she took it into hell.

When Hell received this item, there was a moment of shock. When Zhao Fusheng thought that he needed merit points to suppress it, the shock gradually subsided, and the plaque was quickly suppressed. A reminder came from the Conferred God List:

The ghosts in hell were frightened.

As soon as the ghosts were frightened by the plaque, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt a sense of relief in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a pleasant surprise!
The plaque of the Demon Suppression Bureau can not only protect the county government, but also intimidate the ghosts in hell.

While Zhao Fusheng was pleasantly surprised, Meng Po said:

"Sir, Zang Xiongshan is related to the cases of Yishu and Sun Mansion. My daughter's disappearance is most likely caused by Zhang Xiongwu. If these two are brothers from the same clan, then this incident is not a coincidence—"

When she thought of her daughter's suffering and her tragic death and transformation into a ghost, she felt an overwhelming hatred in her heart:

"grown ups--"

"Meng Po, the case needs to be investigated."

Zhao Fusheng suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and looked at Meng Po gently: "Lao Zhang is one of us, he is not the criminal being interrogated."

Her words stunned Meng Po.

Meng Po was still a little unwilling:
"This is a serious matter, there's no harm in asking."

"If he told you, would you believe it or not?" Zhao Fusheng asked her calmly.

"I……"

Meng Po was speechless.

To be honest, after knowing that Paper Man Zhang and his son might be from the same clan as Zang Xiongshan, Meng Po no longer trusted Zhang Chuanshi, who was also suspected to be from the "Zang family".

She might not believe what he said then.

Zhang Chuanshi's previous cunningness would become sinister and treacherous in her eyes; some of his idle mutterings would become complaints and dissatisfaction in her ears.

Once a conflict arises, it is not so easy to resolve.

"If you don't believe it, then we have to check it out even if he said it; if you want to believe him, you already know the answer from his expression before, so why bother to say more?"

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, his tone slowed down:
"Let's stay in Jin County for two days. After we arrive in Shangyang County, many things will have answers. I will give you an explanation about Zang Xiongshan back then."

She promised.

Her promise was worth a thousand gold, and Meng Po knew the weight it contained.

Not only Meng Po and Liu Yizhen were stunned, but even the Fan brothers and Zhang Chuanshi who were eavesdropping outside the side room were also stunned.

Zhang Chuanshi murmured:

"What does this have to do with adults..."

His voice became quieter, and he finally pursed his lips, a look of pain on his face.

……

With Zhao Fusheng's promise and mediation, the conflicts within Wan'an County's Demon Suppression Division were eliminated.

In the evening, Wu Shaochun and others in the government office also finished their work and rushed over.

During this day, Wu Shaochun "walked" into thousands of households in Jin County with the power of a ghost, leaving strange legends in many families.

After this incident, many people in the county were frightened and had begun to worship the Kitchen God.

At the same time, there are rumors among the people that after a person dies, a troupe of actors will sing to welcome him back.

Rumors abound.

Jiang Ying also said:

"The instructions have been given. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will first organize a group of gentry and wealthy families in the county to take down their door panels and ask you to help print them. After that, some good people in the county will follow. As for those who cannot get in line, they will prepare incense, candles, and paper money to "invite the gods" home."

He is also a county magistrate, and he is considered to be able to keep things under control when handling these matters.

Ding Datong leaned close to Zhao Fusheng's ear and whispered:
"Sir, why not leave Jiang Ying in Jin County first, and wait for the court to send someone, and then he can return to Changping County."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

For the next two days, King County was in an uproar.

Although the death of County Magistrate Jiang caused panic in the Jin County government office, the ghost disaster was brought under control in time and the people from the Demon Suppression Department calmed the situation.

Although the death of the county magistrate saddened the advisors and relatives close to him in the government office, ghost disasters are calamities and no one can guarantee that they can escape unscathed if involved in a ghost case.

After the others were frightened, they heard that they could ask the door god to "go home" to ward off evil spirits, and they were all overjoyed.

That night, Jin County, which had been thoroughly "cleaned", was particularly quiet.

Although the people in the county said that their lives were hard, the Demon Suppression Division had abundant supplies, and the emissaries who served them were trembling with fear, fearing that they would not serve well enough and would be blamed by the masters.

For Ding Datong and others who had suffered a lot since the ship accident and had walked all the way from Dongping Village to here, it was a rare comfortable and relaxing night.

On the second day, after Zhao Fusheng got up, the people of Jin County who were queuing outside the Demon Suppression Division waiting for her to summon them had already packed the Division inside and out.

Everyone was afraid of disturbing her peace and quiet and didn't dare to make a sound. By the time Zhao Fusheng came out after washing up and filling his stomach, the center of the courtyard outside the Demon Suppression Bureau was already filled with anxious and nervous people!

"The master has come out!"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng appeared, the envoy Zhao Jinhuan shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the people inside and outside the court paused. For a moment, the scene was silent. After a long while, the crowd turned their heads and stared at Zhao Fusheng. Then, everyone knelt down:

"Master Zhao——"

"Mr. Zhao has protected the peace of the entire county. He is truly a great benefactor of our county—"

……

Everyone shouted in unison, and the court was filled with heads.

Many servants and lackeys who were carrying door panels also half-knelt on the ground.

Zhao Fusheng stood at the main entrance of the Demon Suppression Bureau's hall. The entrance was three steps higher than the inner courtyard. From her direction, she could see the streets outside, where long queues of people were crowded and there was no end in sight.

These people are already among the best in Jin County, but they dare not even breathe in front of the ghost riders of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

The sound of compliments gradually died down as Zhao Fusheng looked at them, until it became silent.

Zhao Fusheng said:
"Time is of the essence, so I'll keep it short."

She looked at the crowd:
"The evil ghost Tang Zuwang, the former commander of Jin County, has revived and has been subdued by us. The miasma that appeared in the county earlier was the leakage of evil spirits from the ghost realm, and the ghost face sore was also a ghost disaster. No one will be harmed by this disaster in the future."

When everyone heard that Tang Zuwang was dead, although some people had already guessed this result, they were still terrified when they heard it.