I become a god in another world

Chapter 487: Xie Family of Imperial Capital
Chapter 487

There were two carriages going from Jin County to Shangyang County. Because they were worried about accidents, the two carriages were parked side by side and very close to each other.

Zhao Fusheng had been walking for two days and had hardly seen any living people. When he heard the bell ringing, he was startled.

The fog in Shangyang County was very heavy, and the road in the distance was almost invisible if you were a little further away.

The air was filled with mist and the sun was nowhere to be seen. The group from the Demon Suppression Division had been traveling for a long time and felt depressed.

The thought of entering a ghost town made everyone feel overly nervous and a little suffocated.

'Jingle Bell--'

When the ringing sound reached everyone's ears, all those who were originally sitting quietly in the carriage with their eyes closed immediately sat up straight and suddenly widened their eyes.

"grown ups--"

Ding Datong shouted instinctively and turned to look at Zhao Fusheng:
"you--"

As he spoke, the ringing continued.

Ding Datong was originally going to ask Zhao Fusheng if he heard any unusual noises, but now he didn't need to ask and said:

"Did your Excellency summon the Divine Chariot?"

He remembered that when Zhao Fusheng first arrived in Changping County, he came on a ghost carriage, and the carriage made a crisp sound of golden bells when it arrived.

As he spoke, an inexplicable feeling of fear arose in Ding Datong's heart, which then turned into a tremor that spread throughout his body. He shivered uncontrollably, and his teeth chattered up and down, making a "crackling" sound.

"No."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and looked outside:

"It seems that you have met someone from the past?"

There was a hint of amusement in her tone. As she spoke, she propped herself up and half of her body was pushed toward the carriage door.

Zhang Xun, who was driving the carriage, had his muscles tense at this moment.

He was not a ghost rider, so he could not feel the sharp changes in the evil spirit of the ghost, but the innate sense of life and death made him very scared, and he kept shaking.

Zhao Fusheng's action of sticking his head out to look outside made him relax a little, and he turned his head and looked around with his eyes wide open.

"It looks like he has met a fellow enthusiast who wants to enter the city."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of bells ding-dang-dang came from the fog, as if someone was responding to her.

Zhao Fusheng said loudly:
"Shangyang County is foggy, obscuring our vision and blocking our way. We can't see our friends hiding in the fog. Everyone has to go into the city at this time, so why not go together?"

Inside the carriage, Fan Bisi, Liu Yizhen and others held their breath and stared outside the car.

Kuai Manzhou's figure turned into blood mist and disappeared little by little from the gap in the carriage.

Soon, blood mist appeared on the roof of the car, and blood puddles appeared below, with flourishing ghost flowers blooming.

The blood mist stopped on the ghost flower and transformed into Kuai Manzhou, who sat cross-legged and looked in the direction of the source of the ringing sound.

"Manzhou."

Zhao Fusheng shouted, and when the child turned around, she shook her head at the little girl, signaling the child not to act rashly.

'Jingle Bell. '

The bell rang again, as if it was talking to Zhao Fusheng.

Then the fog rolled in, and a tall and thin figure walked out of the fog.

Zhao Fusheng's pupils shrank rapidly as he looked at the 'person' in front of him.

This is a man who looks to be thirty years old.

He has a pale complexion and deep features.

The man's hair was neatly tied in a bun on top of his head with a black ribbon, revealing his handsome face.

It was just the beginning of spring, but the weather was cold and gloomy. He was wearing thin clothes, a white shirt inside and a pure black robe outside.

The black robe had wide sleeves and a belt tied low around his waist, making him look even taller and more slender.

He was pinching his sleeve with one hand, while the other hand was exposed, holding a golden bell. It seemed that the bell sound that everyone heard earlier was made when he rang the bell.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on Jin Ling. She thought for a moment, looked at the man and asked:
"My friend, I have a similar bell to yours. As the saying goes, good things come in pairs, and good things come in pairs—"

When the man heard what she said, he tilted his head and thought seriously, then continued:

“I’ve never heard of such a statement.”

"It's okay if you haven't heard it before, but you've heard it now." Zhao Fusheng looked at him with a smile:
"Would you like to sell this bell in your hand?"

'puff. '

Zhang Chuanshi was originally very nervous, but he couldn't help laughing after hearing this. The inexplicable fear in his heart was immediately dispelled by Zhao Fusheng's words.

“I can’t sell it.”

The man had a good temper. He didn't get angry when he heard her rude words, but shook his head.

"Why?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

The man explained:
"I got separated from my servants. It's foggy here and I can't see the road clearly. When I ring the bell, they know to come over."

"I see." Zhao Fusheng nodded and then asked:

"Is it pure gold?"

"Maybe." The man tilted his head to look at the golden bell, then shook it twice, "ding ding ding".

These two rings were completely different from the previous ones.

The previous bell sounds were only penetrating and were not affected by the special circumstances in Shangyang County. But when the two bell sounds rang again, they added a touch of intimidation, and the shadows of the two ghosts controlled by Zhao Fusheng shook.

Tips from Investiture of the Gods: Beggar ghosts and evil ghosts who give first and take later are showing signs of revival. Should we consume 100 merit points to suppress them?
Yes!
Zhao Fusheng subdued the two ghosts without blinking.

The palpitations disappeared immediately.

The man in black robe was holding the bell. Seeing that Zhao Fusheng looked normal, he raised his eyebrows with a slightly surprised look.

He pretended to shake it again, but Zhao Fusheng waved his hand:
"Okay, okay, stop shaking it, stop shaking it, it hurts my ears, this thing is too loud, it's too noisy."

The man smiled, and then quickly put the golden bell back into his sleeve:

"Then I won't shake it."

"You are old and young. Where are you from?"

After he put away the golden bell, he looked at Kuai Manzhou on the roof and asked.

"From Wenxing County."

Zhao Fusheng responded casually:
"There was a serious ghost disaster in Wenxing County, so we found a way to escape to Shangyang County for refuge."

After saying that, he looked at the man again:

"What about you? Where are you from?"

The man said:

"I'm from the Imperial Capital."

His words made Ding Datong's heart skip a beat.

The situation in Shangyang County is special. Anyone who is not a fool will know that something is not right here.

A smart person like Qian Zhongying wanted to run away when he came, but he couldn't. This person looked smart, but he came from a safe place like the Imperial Capital and chose to go to Shangyang County. Maybe there was a reason for that.

Thinking of this, Ding Datong quickly stood up, came to Zhao Fusheng and whispered:
"Miss, it might be that——"

He thought of the general sent by the Imperial Capital to support the Demon Suppression Division, and was about to say a few more words when he heard Zhao Fusheng say:
"Just ask and you'll find out."

After that, she asked:

"What's your last name?"

"My last name is Xie." The man smiled and said:
"You can call me Mr. Xie."

"What?!" Zhang Chuanshi exclaimed.

"What!" Hu Rong also said.

Then Liu Yizhen couldn't sit still anymore:

"Fusheng, a visitor from the Imperial Capital, his surname is Xie again, he might be the person we are going to meet."

Ding Datong nodded:
"Maybe it's Mr. Xie——"

Zhao Fusheng also became suspicious.

The man in front of her admitted his identity too readily, and answered whatever she asked. His answers seemed like standard answers - he knew what she wanted to hear and told her what she wanted to hear. It was too accurate, which made her feel something was wrong. She was not in a hurry to reveal her identity.

When Mr. Xie heard Liu Yizhen address Zhao Fusheng, he raised his eyebrows again:
"Fusheng? What's your last name?"

"The surname is Zhao."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, and she stared at the man up and down:
"Mr. Xie, I just heard from our driver Zhang Xun that we still have at least half a mile to go. The weather is bad right now, and we'll have to find another place to stay after entering the city. Would you like to get in the car and join us?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Xie's eyes widened and he looked surprised:

"If that's the case, that would be great!"

After saying that, he walked forward quickly.

Zhang Xun hesitated for a moment, reined in the horse, and the vehicle stopped, waiting for him to approach.

He took two steps at a time and climbed onto the carriage swiftly.

As soon as they got on the bus, a chilly air hit them in the face, making everyone in the car shiver.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I've been walking in this fog for a long time. It's still raining in some places. My clothes are soaked."

After Mr. Xie finished saying this, he grabbed a large part of his clothes and twisted it hard. With a 'splash' sound, water was twisted out, and the water flowed down the car board.

He was quite sensible. He sat outside and wrung out his clothes before he quickly got into the car.

There is a burning charcoal basin in the car, and the temperature is quite high.

"Hoo——" Mr. Xie let out a long breath, and his face looked visibly relaxed.

He had hidden the golden bell in his hand somewhere, and put his hands on the brazier, then asked in a familiar manner:

"Fusheng, is there anything to eat?"

"..."

Ding Datong's expression changed from solemn to surprised, revealing a puzzled look: "???"

"There are some unfinished biscuits." Zhao Fusheng replied, "They have become a little dry and hard after being on the road for two days."

"Food is precious..." Mr. Xie sighed:
"It's good to have something to eat, so why worry about it being hard and dry?"

Finally, he put his hands together in front of his chest and whispered:
"Please kindly send some food."

“…I don’t think so.”

Fan Wujiu curled his lips and shook his head.

Zhang Chuanshi also hesitated:

"No, no."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Meng Po and motioned for her to give him something to eat. Then he looked up and shouted to Kuai Manzhou on the roof:

"Man Zhou, coming down."

The child slid down from the roof without saying a word and landed silently on the car.

Meng Po unpacked the package she was carrying, and found several large cakes wrapped in cloth inside. She took out two and handed them to Mr. Xie, asking him:

"Is it enough?"

Just as Mr. Xie himself said, food is precious in this world and most people do not keep guests or invite them to dinner.

Meng Po took out two large cakes, which were already very heavy gifts.

But Mr. Xie hesitated and shook his head:

“Maybe not enough.”

Meng Po took out another cake from her bag and handed it to him. He took it and was stunned. Just when everyone thought he was going to thank her, he sighed:
"Forget it, eat first, and then beg for more if it's not enough."

"..." Liu Yizhen's mouth twitched. He looked at Zhao Fusheng and shook his head imperceptibly.

He felt that the young man named Xie in front of him was a little out of place and might not be a visitor from the capital.

Plus, the man from Dijing is a golden general.

Those who can be granted the title of Golden General must have very powerful evil spirits under their control.

There is indeed a elusive evil spirit about this man, and the golden bell he rang earlier also looked like an extraordinary object. However, the higher the grade and stronger the powerful ghost that the ghost rider controls, the more it will affect the ghost rider himself.

After living with ghosts for a long time, it is difficult for people to maintain their own temperament, and at first glance they look like living dead.

Mr. Xie had thick eyebrows and big eyes. Apart from his pale complexion, his tone was gentle and his expression was lively. He did not look like someone who was deeply affected by ghosts.

He didn't care what the people in the car thought. After getting the pancake, he reached out and pinched it twice. Finding that the pancake was indeed very hard, he grabbed the pancake and placed it above the brazier, intending to toast it and eat it after it was hot.

While the pancakes were heating up, he looked around the car and found that there were more people in the car than he had imagined, including men, women, young and old.

His gaze lingered longest on Zhao Fusheng and Kuai Manzhou. He then turned to look at Meng Po who handed him the cake. His eyes were stunned for a while, then shifted to Wu Shaochun and Ding Datong.

Mr. Xie then glanced at the Fan brothers and Zhang Chuanshi, and Fan Wujiu could no longer bear it:

"What does this mean? After watching others for a long time, we just take one look?"

He rolled up his sleeves twice and was about to speak again when Mr. Xie's eyes fell on Liu Yizhen. Seeing the coffin on his back, his eyes lit up:
"Good stuff!"

His eyes lit up and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the ghost coffin that Liu Yizhen was carrying.

Liu Yizhen's expression immediately became alert, and he instinctively held down the ghost coffin and warned him:
"Don't touch it!"

"Kid, you can't control this thing."

Mr. Xie shook his head.

His stomach was rumbling, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Under the gazes of Zhao Fusheng and others, he calmly tore off a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it hard twice, and with a "crack" sound, two snow-white teeth fell out of his mouth.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Chen Duozi had not experienced much and was not calm and composed enough.

When she saw this, she screamed and then stammered:
"The teeth, the teeth, the teeth fell out."

Li Dongping was also quite frightened.

Mr. Xie quickly swallowed the biscuit in his mouth with great effort, and reached out to retrieve the tooth that had rolled into the charcoal basin.

"..." Ding Datong was terrified:

"Sir, this cannot be Sir Xie."

Lord Jin, the general of the Demon Suppression Division under the feet of the emperor, should not be such a person - asking for a biscuit, but the biscuit was too hard and his teeth broke.

"I don't think so either. He might be a swindler."

Wu Shaochun also said.

Qian Zhongying looked at Mr. Xie's hands scratching around in the brazier in horror. The red-hot carbon burned him so hard that he screamed in pain.

Soon, he took out two teeth from the carbon basin and laughed twice:
"How about my trick of extracting things from carbon?"

Meng Po hesitated:

"N-Not bad?"

Mr. Xie wiped his teeth on his body a few times. Seeing everyone's strange expressions, he thought of something and tried to comfort them:

"Don't panic, don't panic. My teeth have been in bad condition for a long time. They will fall out if I eat something hard. I can just clean them and put them back."

After he finished speaking, he asked Zhao Fusheng:
"Is there any water?"

Zhao Fusheng remained calm and winked at Tao Lifang.

Tao Lifang took out the water bag and handed it to Mr. Xie - Tao Lifang himself was also a ghost rider, so logically speaking, ordinary people should be afraid of him, not him.

But when he saw that Mr. Xie was behaving very strangely, he actually felt a little hesitant.

When handing the sheepskin water bag to Mr. Xie, he tried his best not to make contact with the man, and quickly withdrew his hand as soon as Mr. Xie took the water bag.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not cursing anything."

Mr. Xie laughed.

He took the water bag, put the two cakes under his armpits, and poured water to rinse his teeth first.

Zhao Fusheng praised:
“It’s really exquisite.”

"Thank you." Mr. Xie nodded:

"My clothes are not here, and the servant who served me got lost. Otherwise, I would have to use a brush to scrub it clean and hygienic."

Having said that, he rinsed the two teeth and put them back into his mouth.

This action shocked everyone so much that they couldn't recover for a long time.