I become a god in another world

Chapter 518 Weird Eyes
Chapter 518

As soon as Zhu Guangling finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly blew in the garden.

'Hoo hoo—'

The garden is full of bamboo.

This kind of bamboo originally grows very fast. I don’t know if it’s because there are ghosts in this place or the evil aura is strong, but the bamboo here has formed a bamboo forest.

The bamboo trunk is inky black, and the leaves lean over into the garden, forming a scene that blocks out the sun.

When the cold wind blows over the bamboo leaves, it presses down large pieces of the leaves, making a rustling sound.

“Wuwuwu——”

A faint crying sound was heard.

It was clearly the sound of a normal woman crying, but combined with the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, it gave off a chilling feeling that made one's bones turn cold.

At this moment, Zhu Guangling's expression began to turn grim. "Tick-tock..."

There was the sound of water dripping onto the ground, and then the gurgling of water suppressed the woman's crying.

Zhao Fusheng paused and began to call the roll:
"People from Wan'an County, Zhu Guangling, Mr. Xie, and five envoys from Shangyang County will also come in with me."

Without saying anything, Zhu Guangling raised his hand, which was already white enough to be scary, and pointed at five people at random:
"You, you——all follow the master inside."

Those who were not called were filled with relief, while those who were called looked dejected. However, no one dared to answer in front of Zhu Guangling.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Mr. Xie:

"Mr. Xie, this place is special. Just let the people from the Demon Suppression Division carry your luggage."

The human-skinned ghost mother's instinct is to devour evil ghosts first. If Mr. Xie's five ghosts' transportation is left unattended, it is very likely to stimulate the ghost mother who is already on the verge of revival, and then cause disaster.

Although Mr. Xie was confident in his own strength, he did not argue at this time, but nodded.

He grabbed at the void, and five shadows quickly moved on the ground, sank into the shadows under his feet, and soon disappeared without a trace.

With the sound of "bang bang", several large baskets fell to the ground.

Several named messengers stepped forward trembling with fear and picked up the objects thrown away by the ghost on their shoulders.

Zhao Fusheng instructed Zhang Chuanshi:

"Bring incense, candles, paper money, and a written memorial tablet with you."

These items had already been prepared. Zhang Chuanshi was a coffin seller and was familiar with funeral rituals. He responded at this time:
"My lord, I'm ready."

Zhao Fusheng said:
"Let's go in."

Everyone nodded, and then, led by Zhu Guangling, they headed towards the entrance.

The people of Wan'an County, led by Zhao Fusheng, were not afraid, but the envoys of Shangyang County seemed to be on their last legs and walked unsteadily.

This is the forbidden area of ​​Shangyang County. Even though the door is never locked on weekdays, no one dares to approach this place.

The door was half-open, swollen with water and taking on a rotten green color.

Zhu Guangling took a step forward, and the door shattered and turned into black gas and dissipated.

He stepped into the garden, making no sound at all.

At the same time, dark clouds began to gather over everyone's heads, and the sound of muffled thunder could be faintly heard in the air.

It's going to rain soon!

As soon as he entered the garden, Zhao Fusheng followed him in.

The moment her toes landed, they did not touch the bottom. Instead, she felt a cool and soft feeling. The garden was actually full of water. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she stepped into the water until her calves were submerged.

The water was unusual and extremely cold. As soon as she stood still, she shivered.

Zhu Guangling's voice sounded:

"Don't worry, sir. This is my territory."

His voice was vague, mixed with the gurgling sound of rushing water.

The others entered one by one. They were startled at first, but after listening to what Zhu Guangling said, they calmed down a little.

"plz follow me."

Zhu Guangling said in a cold voice, and then he moved forward quickly.

After arriving here, he seemed to have assumed the state of a ghost, yet still maintained a trace of human clarity.

Everyone waded forward.

Several of the emissaries didn't dare to raise their heads, but Zhao Fusheng looked up and around.

A special ghost area has formed in the garden, and almost the entire garden is submerged in water.

The garden where Zang Xiongshan once lived has already changed beyond recognition after several decades.

Apart from the inky black bamboo forest that fills the garden, the roof has long been dilapidated and covered with dark moss. The once vermilion wooden pillars and gates have long since decayed and lost their bright and beautiful color.

The first thing that came into Zhao Fusheng’s sight was the large courtyard.

The courtyard has long been dilapidated, but one can vaguely see the scene of the past. Both sides are filled with pavilions and rockery. However, after being corroded by the ghost realm, the pavilion roof has long collapsed, most of the wood has poured into the water, and only a few small hills made of broken walls and tiles are floating above the water.

On some rockery, pieces of skin covered with brown and black dirty water were hung out to dry.

In the middle of the yard, someone cut down a few bamboos as thick as bowls and built several racks similar to clotheslines, which were also filled with human skins hung on them like clothes were hung out to dry.

As soon as everyone entered the park, the main entrance mysteriously disappeared.

The surroundings were filled with black fog at some point, and at the same time, a heavy rain began to fall overhead.

"not good."

Fan Wujiu said secretly, and turned to look at his brother:
"Brother, is Zhu Guangling trying to trick us into entering his ghost realm so he can take advantage of the opportunity to kill people?"

Fan Bisi was a little scared, but he remained calm after hearing this:
"Old Zhang is a rower. Man Zhou also died. The master is still alive. Zhu Guangling has such a vicious heart, but it is not certain who will live and who will die."

While they were talking, a woman's sad cry suddenly sounded:

"Sir, spare my life——"

"Damn it-"

"Mom and Dad, help me—"

Screams rang out one after another, mixed with the desperate and mournful cries of women.

Wu Shaochun felt a tingling sensation on his back and turned his head to look around:

"Who? Who!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a swollen dead face emerged from the water:
"I am originally from Zhonggen County, and my husband's surname is Wei——"

Wu Shaochun's gaze met the dead man's eyes, and his heart was inexplicably moved. Then, ripples began to appear on the water in front of him.

The black air in the water sank at an incredibly fast speed, and a snow-white hand as white as jade stretched out from the water and reached towards Wu Shaochun.

The face that was originally as pale as a dead person began to become lively, the eyeballs also turned white, the cheeks turned red, and in an instant the human skin turned into a living woman:

"I was forcibly kidnapped by Lord Zang from the Demon Suppression Department. Please save my life—"

The woman shouted in panic.

Wu Shaochun was also involved in many ghost cases. As he watched the woman slowly sitting up from the water, he became alert, but for some reason, his body became extremely stiff.

As the woman stretched out her hand, he seemed to be bewitched and slowly reached out his hand towards the woman's hand.

Just when the fingertips of both hands were about to break, the sound of breaking water rang in Wu Shaochun's ears. A cold breath strode closer, and a pale ghost arm grabbed the woman's head and then pulled it hard.

"what--"

The woman opened her mouth and let out a shrill and resentful scream.

A large amount of black air gushed out from the woman's open mouth, and the woman's beautiful face began to deform rapidly.

As the ghost arm grabbed hard, the woman's head seemed to be twisted apart, and a large amount of water was squeezed out of it. Her face was distorted, wrinkles appeared on her skin, and dark brown spots appeared on the surface. In an instant, the beauty turned into a strange, wriggling human skin.

Wu Shaochun's stiff body finally regained control. He shook twice and was about to retreat when a large golden hand powerfully supported his back. Liu Yizhen's voice rang out:

"Be careful."

"grown ups--"

Wu Shaochun was still in shock and was about to talk about his previous accident, but he saw Zhao Fusheng holding a bloody human skin in his hand.

The human skin twisted and struggled, and its wet palms limply grasped Zhao Fusheng's ghost arm, but were unable to pull her free.

Wu Shaochun realized later that it was Zhao Fusheng who saved his life.

"Is this the human-skinned ghost?"

Zhao Fusheng held up the human skin that was soaking wet and asked Zhu Guangling.

Zhu Guangling nodded:
"This is one of the ghost minions."

"The human skins here don't look as strong as the ghost minions from last night—" Zhao Fusheng frowned.

When Wu Shaochun got into trouble, she activated the power of the beggar ghost.

The beggar ghost's rank was only disaster level, while the human-skinned ghost here should have at least reached the calamity level. However, when the two ghosts' powers collided, the human-skinned ghost was actually suppressed, which was completely different from the human-skinned ghost that was able to break the door god's mark last night.

She said halfway, then reacted and looked at Zhu Guangling:

"Is it suppressed by your ghost domain?"

Zhu Guangling nodded with a stiff expression:

"Yes, this is my ghostland, my daily work--" He has become a fierce ghost at this time, and he feels powerless when speaking, and his tone is intermittent:

"During the day, I will take out the ghost skins, soak them in water, and use my power to suppress them. At night, at night, I will pick up these ghost skins and put them back on the ghost mother's body."

Such an action may seem simple, but it is actually extremely dangerous. It is a confrontation between ghosts.

Sometimes, if Zhu Guangling relaxed a little, the human skins soaked in the ghost pool would find a way to crawl out, and occasionally a few of them would wander outside.

But Zhu Guangling will then expand his own ghost domain and make the entire Shangyang County his own territory.

He wandered around the county at night, capturing these wandering human-skinned ghosts one by one.

If he was just dealing with the ghost minions, he would be struggling now but he could still hold on. However, something unexpected happened last night. The real body of the human-skinned ghost mother half opened her eyes and restrained him.

"So what do you do now..." Zhao Fusheng held up the ghost skin in his hand and looked at Zhu Guangling:
"Want to collect all the human skins?"

"Correct."

Zhu Guangling nodded:
"Today's situation is special. Put them all away. Put them on the ghost mother first, and then invite the ghost into the coffin—"

"Row."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"Then we can all help."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone else responded.

Several envoys from Shangyang County escaped the disaster because they carried the burden for Mr. Xie.

Their scalps tingled as they watched these people bending over and groping in the pool, fishing out the twisting human skins from the pool, piling them into thick stacks and hanging them between their arms.

These evil ghosts with human skins either curse or scream in pain, recreating the horrific scenes of their beauty or tragic death in life, which is really frightening to watch.

Because the matter is of great importance, no one dares to be careless.

Fortunately, these human skin ghosts were suppressed by Zhu Guangling's power, and it was difficult for them to cause trouble under the pulling of Zhao Fusheng and his group. Everyone cleaned up at the same time, and in a short while, all the human skins in the pool, rockery, and shelves were fished out.

Everyone waded into the house, and once inside, the yin energy became even stronger.

It was after noon when everyone entered the Demon Town, but when they entered the park now, the weather was gloomy, as if it was already evening.

When I entered the room again, it was even darker.

The house was already flooded, and it was pitch dark all around.

Meng Po tried to take out a tinder to light a lamp, but the situation here was special. She tried several times but failed to light the fire. A faint smell of blood even suppressed the gunpowder of the tinder.

"Come with me--"

Zhu Guangling has lived here for two years and is very familiar with the place. After he finished speaking, he deliberately increased the weight of his footsteps, making a wading sound so that everyone could identify his location by the sound.

In the darkness, everyone followed him. After a while, their eyes got used to the darkness and they could vaguely see some of the surrounding scenes.

While walking, everyone will step on many old furniture sunk in the water. The human-skin ghosts hanging in everyone's arms are still struggling, making shrill screams and laughter.

The cloth curtains tied to the wooden pillars on both sides have long since decayed over time, and many of them have fallen halfway and are soaked in water.

It took everyone less than half a quarter of an hour to walk this short distance.

Zhu Guangling stopped in front of a house.

"..."

All the women's sad cries and resentful wails disappeared when they approached this room.

Even though Zhu Guangling didn't say anything, everyone understood: they had arrived at the place where the human-skin ghost mother was.

Everyone's heartstrings tensed instantly and they filed in.

This is a large wing room. In the dim light, the furnishings inside can be vaguely seen.

Part of the furniture had rotted and fallen into the water, but what caught everyone's eye was a Qiangong bed.

The bed has three steps and is carved with unknown patterns. It is an exquisite object, but because it has been soaked in water for many years, the color has faded long ago, and it even looks a bit eerie in this shabby and dark space.

"Sir, the ghost mother——"

Zhu Guangling spoke unclearly.

But Zhao Fusheng had no time to respond to him.

As soon as she entered the house, she felt an indescribable depression.

In the darkness, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were staring at her, causing her to feel inexplicably palpitating.

"grown ups."

Zhu Guangling didn't get a response from her, so he shouted again.

"Ah."

Zhao Fusheng finally came back to his senses and responded reluctantly.

That gaze was still staring at her, somewhat cold, with a prying and scrutinizing look, which aroused the fear in her heart and then made her body begin to tremble slightly.

She blinked and looked around again. After a while, her eyes began to feel sore - maybe it was because she was too nervous, an eye suddenly appeared in front of her eyes!
Zhao Fusheng was suddenly startled.

Then something strange happened. Another eye appeared next to that eye, followed by the second, third, and fourth eye.

Countless eyes began to appear in layers.

In front, above her head, in the water, and behind her, from different angles, with the same gaze, he looked at Zhao Fusheng grimly, as if he saw her thoroughly from inside out.