I become a god in another world

Chapter 495 Putting together the door gods
Chapter 495

After Zhao Fusheng carried the door panel on her back, it immediately turned into another special and extremely evil object, and she also became a walking 'living ghost'.

She could feel her body rapidly cooling down, her eyes gradually covered with a layer of blood mist, and a murderous intent filled her whole body.

She died that day when a vicious ghost revived. The hatred and fear of her family being killed by the ghost turned into overwhelming murderous intent.

She had a grim expression on her face and moved closer to the human-skinned ghost.

At the moment when Zhao Fusheng's 'evil ghost revived', the Zhao couple, who were originally back to back with each other, immediately separated their bodies.

The family was originally together and complete.

This is the complete form of the Zhao family after the real evil ghost was resurrected - the position of Zhao Fusheng who should have appeared among the door gods is missing.

Now that she is carrying the Ghost Door Board, she has finally made up for her body of an evil ghost, causing the power of the Door God to surge.

The green shrouds worn by the door god couple were filled with black air, and the door panels were shining with blood, filled with resentment.

'Knock, knock--bang--bang--'

The human-skin ghost was suppressed.

The ghost domain of the Ghost Gate God began to extend rapidly, passing through Ding'an Tower and radiating to the Qingzhengfang area.

The ubiquitous knocking sounds began to become sluggish and slow, and the crying sounds also disappeared.

Instead, red light and green gas began to shuttle through the black fog, devouring the aura of the human-skinned ghost.

The ghost's face became solemn.

The human skin struggled frantically, trying to escape the encirclement of the three ghosts.

The evil spirit raised his head and took a deep breath.

A large number of tables and chairs turned into black gas and poured into the ghost's body. In a blink of an eye, the ghost's body grew three or four times in size, becoming a terrifying, bleeding "giant" two meters tall.

Blood gushed out of the evil ghost's body, leaving smelly bloodstains wherever it went.

It wants to get out of the encirclement of the ghost gate.

But when he turned to the left, he saw a flash of red light, and the smell of incense formed a green mist, which pulled the Ghost Gate board against the wind and rose in an instant to a height of fifty or six feet, reaching the top of Ding'an Tower and damaging the second floor of the restaurant's lobby.

Countless wooden beams were shattered into pieces by the evil spirit's resentment and turned into dust.

The ghost gate board rose into the sky, turning into a natural chasm that the evil ghost could not cross, standing in front of the ghost.

There was a flash of blood in the door panel, and the resentment condensed into tangible blood flames, burning the body of the evil ghost.

When the human-skin ghost was burned, it began to howl like a ghost.

It retreated to the other side, but what responded to it was another ghost gate rising into the sky.

The door god is guarding, and no ghosts can invade!
The evil ghost retreated to the other side, and the ghost door panel behind Zhao Fusheng also rose into the air at the same time, blazing blood flames gushing out.

The three ghost door panels formed a strong and stable formation, surrounding the evil ghost.

A large amount of blood began to flow out of the seven orifices of the human-skin ghost that had been magnified several times.

The 'blood' carrying the resentment of evil spirits will break a gap in the triangular ghost gate.

We can't let it escape from the encirclement of the door god.

Zhao Fusheng's mind moved, and murderous intent filled his heart. His body began to rise rapidly, and in an instant he was as tall as the human-skinned ghost.

She reached out and pushed.

She pushed the cold, soft and rotten body of the evil spirit with her palm, tearing off a lot of blood on its body, which turned into pure resentment and poured into her body.

The human-skin ghost was pushed into the formation formed by the ghost gate again. Zhao Fusheng held the ghost gate tightly with both hands, and the resentment escaped from her palms and poured out of the ghost gate.

In an instant, a blazing bloody flame ignited at the Ghost Gate and began to burn the evil spirits.

"Oh, oh, oh——"

'bang bang bang-'

Ghost cries and knocking sounds rang out at the same time, but this time the noise made by the evil ghost was controlled within the ghost door panel.

Under the door, three ghosts stood in a triangular position.

……

Fan Bisi and Fan Wujiu widened their eyes and looked at the Zhao family in silence for a long time.

The power of the Ghost Gate Board brought terrible pressure to everyone.

The solemnity of the door gods makes people dare not look directly at them.

This is the true power of the gods, as majestic as a mountain with no top to be seen. The ghost rider stands under the peak, and the shadow of the mountain completely covers him, making it impossible for anyone to resist.
The complete power of the Gate God is like a raging and violent current, with overwhelming waves, enough to drag people into the bottomless abyss.

"Brother, isn't this what a complete family is like..."

Fan Wujiu was terrified.

On that day, he and Fan Bisi listened to the arrangement of the paper man Zhang, causing the entire Zhao family to die at the hands of a vicious ghost who gave first and then took away. If Zhao Fusheng had not succeeded in controlling the ghost that night and then reincarnated from the dead, would it be possible for the evil ghost to revive the entire family and become three ghosts in one, a rare sight in the world?
"Maybe - maybe we are lucky -" Fan Bi Si said in a low voice.

He once thought that Zhao Fusheng was very lucky. She was tried to kill a ghost but eventually survived and was able to control the ghost successfully. She also took control of the Demon Suppression Division of Wan'an County.

Now it seems that if she died, that might be the end of Wan'an County.

After the three ghosts revive, Wan'an County will be destroyed in an instant and turned into a ghost domain. I'm afraid no one in this world has the ability to deal with such evil ghosts, and the Zhao family will become one of the unsolvable ghost disasters in the Han Dynasty.

Thinking of the consequences, Fan Bisi's face showed deep fear.

Not only the Fan brothers, but also Wu Shaochun, Zhang Chuanshi and others were frightened by this scene.

Ding Datong, Tao Lifang and the other two looked at the three ghosts guarding the gate and were so horrified that they were speechless for a long time.

Mr. Xie's body tensed up and he subconsciously clenched his hands into fists and hid them in his sleeves.

Since he met Zhao Fusheng and others, he has been behaving strangely - sometimes he is extremely daring, holding strange and dangerous objects in his hands; sometimes he is timid and will cry for help when being chased by ghosts.

But these expressions seemed like a layer of fake skin he put on.

No matter how relaxed and casual he appeared in front of everyone, or how frightened he was when he walked around with a human-skin ghost as a very evil creature, it all seemed like he was just pretending and he wasn't really afraid.

But at this moment, when he saw Zhao Fusheng working together with the two door gods, he finally suppressed all his emotions.

At this moment, Mr. Xie had a blank expression and cold eyes.

His complexion was pale.

There was no longer the calmness when his teeth fell out, the pain when his waist was twisted, the fear when he saw a ghost, and the deliberately stern expression when he mentioned the human-skin ghost.

At this moment, he seemed to be stripped of all emotions and turned into a puppet without any joy, anger, sorrow or happiness.

Liu Yizhen felt a deep chill from him.

……

Three special "door gods" team up to burn the human skin ghosts with ghost fire.

The ghost floated and rolled back and forth in the blood flames, as if it was repeatedly burned by the ghost flames.

The human skin lost its strength and began to shrink.

It shrank again and again from the initial height of more than two zhang, and it did not stop until it shrunk to ten zhang and several feet.

Finally, all sounds and movements disappeared.

In the blood flames, the human-skinned ghost had disappeared, and in the end only a porcelain man about the size of a palm was left floating in the sea of ​​fire.

A reminder from the List of the Gods rang out in Zhao Fusheng’s sea of ​​consciousness: Do you want to consume 1000 merit points to suppress the power of the door god?
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fusheng felt greedy.

The power of evil spirits is very strong, especially those that have been worshipped with incense and offerings.

With the help of the door god's power, she merged with the ghost bodies of the Zhao couple, as if everything in the world was under her feet.

The terrifying human-skin ghost was vulnerable in front of her - the power of such a ghost was like that of a god, invincible.

But the moment the greed was born, Zhao Fusheng immediately became alert. Strength must be borrowed and returned.

She is a human now, not a ghost.

Once you become addicted to powerful forces and then lose yourself in them, you are very likely to be tempted by them and it will be difficult to stay awake.

Zhao Fusheng immediately changed his mind: Yes!
Once you make a decision, the merit points will be deducted immediately.

Her figure began to shrink rapidly, and the door panel in her hand quickly lost the cold and sinister aura of the evil creature.

The murderous light on the door panel began to disappear. At the same time, the reminder of the List of Gods sounded again: The door god is trying to carry you on his back. Do you want to consume 1000 merit points to suppress him?

Zhao Fusheng reluctantly chose again: Yes!

Another 1000 merit points were deducted, and the second door god was stopped from carrying Zhao Fusheng's wish, and was unwillingly taken back into the List of Gods.

A storm disappeared.

As the ghosts and gods were forcibly invited back to their thrones, the small porcelain figure that was restrained by the power of the ghost door board and floating in the air began to fall to the ground rapidly.

Before Zhao Fusheng reached out to grab it, he saw a figure rushing out from the crowd and reaching out to the falling porcelain figure.

This person moved incredibly fast, his moves were as quick as lightning, and he grabbed the porcelain figure transformed by the evil spirit in his palm with a "snap".

"Lao, Lao Zhang?!"

Zhao Fusheng was surprised.

Zhang Chuanshi was seen holding the mini porcelain figure and staring at it with infatuated eyes.

Although the porcelain man has lost his ghostly nature after being burned by ghost fire, he is, after all, a ghost in human skin and still carries an evil nature.

Zhang Chuanshi has always been afraid of death. He avoids trouble and ghosts. He is lazy and greedy for life. But after entering Shangyang County, he took the initiative to step forward and take on tasks several times when he encountered ghost disasters - this is simply not his style.

After being stunned at first, everyone quickly recovered and gathered around one by one.

"grown ups--"

"Sir, are you okay?"

"just--"

Everyone started talking one after another, wanting to ask about what had happened before.

Chen Duozi also wanted to come over, but his arm was held tightly by Chen's mother.

Chen's mother scolded:

"Why do you always have to get involved in other people's Demon Suppression Division's affairs? There was a ghost incident over there, what were you doing there?"

Chen Duozi struggled for a while, but her mother held her tightly:

"You have a family and a son, but you don't take care of your work all day long and just follow others. How can you still be sober at your age? You don't take care of your son and your husband anymore. It was good for you to stay in Wenxing County, but you insisted on following the people from the Demon Suppression Division. You didn't even stay in Jin County, and you want to go to Shangyang County——"

Mother Chen chattered on and on.

Chen Duozi has heard her accusatory words and disapproving tone for decades and should have been used to it by now.

But when Chen Duozi turned his head to look at his mother, he saw his mother's old face, drooping mouth corners, and two deep wrinkles beside the corners of her mouth, which made her look extremely sad.

Chen Duozi suddenly felt disgusted.

This emotion made her feel guilty at first, and then she breathed a long sigh of relief.

She felt guilty that she had never hated or despised her mother before, but she finally realized that she was tired of her mother's never-ending complaints and accusations - she didn't even dare to think deeply about her own feelings before, but now she finally had her own emotions.

Thinking of this, Chen Duozi felt secretly happy.

After controlling the ghost, her strength and confidence increased. She was no longer as timid and submissive as before, and she did not blindly obey her mother.

She seemed to have changed a bit, which made her feel a little uneasy, but not disgusted.

"Okay, Mom."

Chen Duozi suddenly spoke up and interrupted Chen's mother's words.

"..."

Mother Chen was stunned for a moment and looked at her daughter straightly. She couldn't believe that Chen Duozi dared to interrupt her teaching.

"Let's talk about this later in our room. I want to go see if Lord Zhao is okay."

For the first time, Chen Duozi looked directly into Chen's mother's eyes and expressed what was in his mind.

"You--" Chen's mother was frightened by her aura and stood there in a daze. When she came to her senses, her daughter had already taken several steps. She stretched out her hand as if to pull her, but when her hand reached out, she remembered Chen Duozi's previous look, and for some reason, she felt afraid again.

But she was not convinced. Although she did not dare to pull anyone else, she still muttered twice:

"How can a woman not take care of her family——"

Chen Duozi listened to her words.

She was also worried that Chen's mother would reach out and grab her, and she even imagined in her mind what it would be like if she was caught by her mother and how she would respond.

When she found that her mother did not come to pull her out and the terrible scene she had imagined in her mind did not happen, she realized that what had trapped her in the past might just be the inexplicable fear in her heart.

When Chen Duozi discovered this, it was like a huge stone had been lifted off his shoulders.

She walked more briskly towards the Demon Suppression Division:
"My Lord, are you okay—"

……

At this time, on Zhao Fusheng's side, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Chuanshi.

He placed his palms upward with the edges of his palms together, holding a lifelike porcelain figure in his palms.

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes fell on the porcelain figure.

The porcelain figure is seven or eight inches long. The base is white, but there is a lot of dark red smudged on it, which destroys the overall whiteness of the porcelain figure.

It has a beautiful appearance, with traces of the "Ding'an Tower" signboard remaining on its back and chest.

"Light a fire, light a fire—"

Zhang Chuanshi shouted repeatedly.

Zhao Fusheng was suspicious, but she did not ask any more questions. Instead, she shouted:

"Who has a tinder? Let's light up first—"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard two crisp "ding ding" sounds.

The sound came from the palm of Zhang Chuanshi's hand, like the sound of porcelain breaking.

Zhang Chuanshi let out two nervous gasps, and the next moment, the porcelain figure shattered into a pile of pieces and fell into his palm.

'call--'

A cold wind blew in from the broken gate of Ding'an Building, blowing towards the people gathered inside the house.

After the cold wind blew, the porcelain fragments in Zhang Chuanshi's palm turned into powder and scattered in the air.

"Do not--"

Zhang Chuanshi shouted and instinctively stretched out his hand to grab some porcelain sand, but when he reached out with his palm, he hit nothing. He only caught a few residues, and the rest had already scattered all over the ground.

Ding Datong and others hurriedly took out their fire starters.

A few sparks exploded, a smell of saltpeter suppressed the faint fishy smell, and light dispelled the darkness.

There was a lingering sense of despair on Zhang Chuanshi's face due to dashed hopes, but he eventually calmed down.

“Wuwuwu——”

A woman's sad moaning could be heard again in the distance, along with the sound of 'bang bang bang' knocking on the door.

The people from the Demon Suppression Division who had gathered around Zhao Fusheng had experienced this terrifying incident tonight, and their scalps were tingling, their bodies were tense, and they were feeling uneasy. Suddenly, a whooshing sound of wind arose from the ground.