I become a god in another world

Chapter 520: Inviting a Ghost into the Coffin
Chapter 520
When Mr. Xie saw this scene, he lost his composure for a moment and almost widened his eyes.

But as soon as his eyelids moved, he seemed to feel that the eye in the center of the forehead of the human-skin ghost skin seemed to be staring at his eyes through the narrow ghost skin.

His eyeballs were swollen and painful, as if they were branded by this ghost eye.

Mr. Xie was so frightened that his soul left his body. He dared not lose consciousness again and quickly lowered his eyes.

His eyeballs were now covered with bloodshot. If the lighting here was sufficient and the eye in the center of the ghost mother's forehead was fully open, everyone would be able to see that the bloodshot on Mr. Xie's eyeballs had the same patterns as the ghost's eyeballs.

But as he lowered his eyes and closed them, the black veins under his eyelids began to surge out like worms, slowly swallowing up the blood.

After a long while, Mr. Xie raised his head again, and when he looked at Fan Wujiu again, he was both cautious and had an indescribable disgust and aversion, and said softly:
“So there is such a skill.”

When he spoke this time, his tone was no longer joking as before, but more serious.

Due to Zhu Guangling's reckless and desperate suppression, the ghost mother did not fully recover.

The Fan brothers worked together to lift the ghost mother's arm.

Liu Yi really wanted to hug the "child" in the evil ghost's arms, but before his hand touched the evil ghost's body, the ghost mother's tightly closed eyes slowly opened without him knowing when.

It had been dead for a long time, and its eyeballs had turned black.

This kind of black is different from normal black pupils. It is dead silent and looks like two abysses, which is daunting.

Liu Yizhen paused.

At the same time, Fan Bisi grabbed the ghost mother's arm that was holding the baby.

The evil ghost's arm was light and its skin was smooth - this kind of smoothness was not the delicate smoothness of human skin. Instead, it felt like a layer of spoiled lard on the surface, which was slightly sticky. The coldness from the sticky skin seeped into the gaps between people's bones through their fingertips, causing tingling in their joints.

Fan Bi Si felt very uncomfortable.

This wasn't his first time dealing with a ghost—or even his first time coming into contact with the body of a ghost.

Earlier in Changping County, he even helped to suppress the corpse of a pregnant zombie. He also killed a fierce ghost in Wu's house in Jin County, which gave him some courage.

But when I encountered this human-skin ghost again, the feeling was different from before.

He had a creepy feeling.

The ghost skin under his hand felt sticky, as if he was not actively trying to grab it, but the ghost's skin was sticking to him.

Fan Bisi's consciousness was in a trance for a moment. He was clearly dealing with a ghost, but he couldn't control his wild thoughts: If he pulled his hand away at this moment, would some of the skin from the human-skin ghost mother fall off and stick to his fingertips?

His mind suddenly changed, as if possessed by evil spirits, he turned to look at Fan Wujiu and said with a smile:
"No help, you said that when the sir encountered the substitute ghost peeling skin in Goutou Village, the peeled human skin -"

He was clearly doing something extremely dangerous, but Fan Bisi was distracted to such an extent.

As soon as he said this, everyone's hair stood on end.

A look of surprise appeared on Fan Wujiu's face.

Liu Yizhen shouted:
"Da Fan!"

This shout was like thunder in an empty mountain and like the morning bell at dusk, shaking Fan Bisi's heart.

His face turned pale instantly, and he asked in panic:
"What just happened to me?"

"fine."

Zhao Fusheng calmed down and shook his head:

"This place is spooky. You might have been possessed by a ghost."

It would have been better if she hadn't said this. As soon as she said this, Fan Bisi felt cold all over.

"My Lord, I feel like an eye is watching me."

As he spoke, his voice trembled, and he even felt infinite fear for the ghost arm that he had grabbed. He couldn't muster the courage to turn around and look at the face of the human-skin ghost mother, for fear that he would see the three eyes of the evil ghost all open and staring at him.

Just by imagining this, Fan Bisi began to tremble.

He didn't dare to look, but Zhao Fusheng was surprisingly brave. While he was speaking, his eyes had already fallen on the human-skinned ghost mother.

The evil ghost had already put on a ghost leather coat stained with sewage. Both the eyes of the ghost mother and the eyes on its forehead seemed to be covered with a gray film and had not changed.

But Zhao Fusheng had experienced the power of the ghost eye.

I don’t know what kind of evil ghost Wu Laocai dug out from the deserted grave in the back mountain of Huanggang Village. It turned out to be so powerful even after being decomposed.

The ghost eyeball seemed to be controlled on the surface, but it was actually still causing trouble.

There was no sign when she was marked by the evil spirit law before. If it weren't for the power of the List of Gods suppressing her, she would have been invaded by the ghost eyeball long ago.

Just to suppress the power of the ghost eye bead, the Investiture of the Gods deducted 10000 merit points from her - the amount of merit points deducted was ten times higher than that of suppressing the door gods who received incense and offerings. It can be seen that this ghost eye bead is extraordinary.

The ghost mother had her eyes closed at this time, but Fan Bisi's nonsense was a sign.

Zhao Fusheng's vigilance has reached its peak.

Seeing that Fan Bisi was extremely frightened and trembling, she knew that she must not let him be afraid at this time.

It's just the beginning of the 'ghost funeral', and the ghosts haven't been invited into the coffin yet, let alone leading the ghosts out of the city. If you get scared now, it will affect the subsequent process.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng forced himself to remain calm and said:

"What are you afraid of? The ghost mother's eyes are not open. Even if they are open, it is normal. It is already on the verge of revival."

After she said this, Fan Bisi felt a little relieved.

What they were doing was inherently dangerous. Besides, Zhu Guangling had already mentioned that the human-skin ghost mother might be revived.

He was mentally prepared for this, but for some reason, he was distracted for a moment.

Thinking of this, Fan Bisi felt a little ashamed:

"Sir, I——"

"Don't think too much about it. It's normal to be afraid. This time, even I feel that the ghost disaster is weird. I don't know where the ghost eyeball came from. It can suppress the ghost mother. It is obviously a great evil thing."

Zhao Fusheng neither said that she was afraid nor that she was not afraid, but her calm attitude obviously greatly encouraged Fan Bisi.

Fan Wujiu is a fool.

His fear has principles - if his brother is afraid, then he will be afraid; if no one else is afraid, then he will immediately become brave enough to fight the ghost head-on!

Fan Bi Si was emboldened, and Fan Wu Jiu was even more courageous:
"Then what are you waiting for? Lord Zhu said that once these ghost skins are put on it, it will be suppressed immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, he simply opened his arms and pressed against the back of the human-skinned ghost mother from behind. He reached down from its shoulders, hooked its soft, cold arms back high, held the human-skinned ghost in his arms, and shouted:
"Put it on quickly."

"..."

Mr. Xie was stunned by this action, and the corners of his mouth twitched:
"You are really a young and inexperienced person, you can do this——"

Zhao Fusheng's eyebrows and heart were also twitching.

She wanted to encourage Fan Bisi, but she didn't expect Fan Wujiu to be so ferocious.

She shouted:
"Shaochun, Mengpo, you also help to quickly put the human skin on the ghost mother."

Everyone responded.

Kuai Manzhou heard the anxiety beneath her calmness, so he stood on tiptoe and flew into the air.

The child's long hair flew and spread all around.

Huangquan appeared and merged silently with Zhu Guangling's ghost realm. In the middle of the dark bed, black and red ghost flowers bloomed, trapping the human-skinned ghost mother within the flowers.

Criss-crossing lines of crimson blood appeared on the surface of the human-skin ghost mother's body. The evil ghost's chilling aura stagnated, and the shadow of death it brought to Fan Bisi disappeared in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhu Guangling took the human skin and put it on the evil ghost. In an instant, several layers of bloody ghost skin were covered on the ghost's body.

Meng Po also picked up a soft ghost skin.

The ghost skin was soaked in water, with black stains mixed with blood.

The surface of the ghost skin was soft, and the facial features had long been deformed. The face collapsed between Meng Po's arms. On the flat facial features, a drop of black and red blood suddenly oozed out of the corner of the ghost skin's eye, and suddenly shouted:
"Mom, help me."

This sad and mournful cry made Liu Yizhen tremble all over.

The human skin began to wriggle on Meng Po's arm, and the deformed ghost face tried to follow Meng Po's arm and reach towards her shoulder:

"Mother, help me——"

A mournful cry was heard.

Wu Shaochun paused and turned back instinctively.

Zhang Chuanshi was worried.

Although Meng Po is strong, she has a fatal weakness - her daughter Shen Yishu.

It happened that Shen Yishu died because of Zang Xiongshan that year, and in disguise he almost turned into a ghost in human skin and was controlled by the ghost mother.

At this time, when these ghosts, who were the same age as Shen Yishu and were captured by Zang Xiongshan and taken to the Demon Suppression Division, were making trouble and crying resentfully and begging Meng Po to save their lives, Zhang Chuanshi was worried that Meng Po would lose control.

Fortunately, the situations that everyone imagined did not happen.

Meng Po, who has always been soft-hearted, was not moved when she heard the ghost's shouting.

She just expressionlessly pulled off the ghost skin that had crawled onto her shoulder and stuck the ghost face to her shoulder, then raised her fists and punched down twice.

The surface of the ghost skin was dented by her beating, and a black gas mixed with blood escaped from the ghost skin's facial features.

The ghost who was previously calling "mother" immediately lost his voice, leaving only the ghost's cries and screams in the air.

"Everything is just an illusion, trying to confuse me and devour me."

Red mist had begun to emerge from Meng Po's body at some point.

Mr. Xie's expression was stiff as he watched the show. Then he looked straight at the smiling old woman who handed him the pancake in the carriage yesterday. His eyes gradually became serious.

Meng Po's expression was still smiling, the same as when she handed the cake to him yesterday, but since some time ago, blood had begun to appear on her body, and a red mist was slowly flowing out from the blood.

A bloody hole the size of a bowl appeared on her chest, and a strong force of resentment even briefly overwhelmed Zhu Guangling's ghost realm.

A line of blood rose from Meng Po's chest into the sky, forming the outline of a red moon above her head.

Mr. Xie found that his body was beginning to lose control.

The evil energy that connected his entire body was about to dissipate, and his entire skeleton seemed like a building block with its backbone removed, and was about to collapse and scatter in an instant.

His expression became horrified: the people in Wan'an County were not just a mob, and each of them had their own abilities.

"Slow, slow, slow, Meng Po, don't do it!"

Mr. Xie shouted urgently.

Meng Po did not look up, she was still smiling, but under the blood light shining on her head, a terrible shadow formed between her brow and eyes, and the eight-character lines on both sides of her mouth became particularly terrifying.

The messengers who were carrying Mr. Xie's luggage were so frightened that they felt dizzy and dared not utter a word.

Meng Po smiled and said:

"I want to keep my life and go find my daughter. You can go find your mother yourself!"

As she spoke, she shook the human skin, and the blood inside the skin overflowed. She picked up the human skin and wrapped it around the body of the human-skin ghost mother.

The blood light suppressed the body of the human-skin ghost mother.

The eye on the forehead of the human-skinned ghost mother seemed to be covered by blood, and the terrifying sight was immediately obscured.

Meng Po's movements are more violent and rapid than Zhu Guangling's.

She quickly put several stacks of human skins on the Human Skin Ghost Mother. Soon, the Human Skin Ghost Mother's body was covered with human skins.

The uneasy feeling that made Fan Bisi disappear.

Then other people came forward one after another, and all the human-skinned ghost minions were put on the ghost mother and the child in her arms.

……

After all this was done, the cold and gloomy atmosphere in the house was immediately suppressed.

The eyeballs on the forehead of the human-skin ghost mother were completely covered by layers of ghost skin, and its original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

At this moment, seeing that the evil spirit was temporarily sealed, Zhao Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to Liu Yizhen:
"Yizhen, open the ghost coffin and invite the human-skinned ghost mother into the coffin."

Although the human-skin ghost mother has been temporarily subdued, it is a big ghost that is about to revive after all, so everything we do must be done with caution.

Liu Yizhen nodded, put the coffin on the ground, took out the disgusting ghost from it and shook it.

A stream of foul-smelling sewage gushed out of the disgusting ghost's leather coat, and the sewage sank into the water flow and was quickly absorbed by Zhu Guangling's ghost domain.

Liu Yizhen handed the disgusting ghost in his hand to Wu Shaochun:

"Shaochun, you take it first."

Wu Shaochun showed disgust on his face.

He thought about it, then turned to look at Zhang Chuanshi:

"How about Master Zhang take it?"

At the moment, Zhang Chuanshi only wanted to complete the ghost funeral smoothly. Upon hearing this, he took the leather coat transformed by the disgusting ghost without hesitation and wrapped it around his waist.

A foul smell instantly enveloped him, and Meng Po and Mr. Xie, who were standing beside him, involuntarily took a few steps back and moved a little further away from him.

As soon as the ghost coffin was in the air, Fan Wujiu pulled the ghost mother's body hard, trying to pick it up.

When he lifted the ghost mother's arms, he felt the ghost's skin was light and fluttering. But when he wanted to pick up the ghost's body from the bed, the ghost's body seemed to be integrated with the bed. He tried twice, but the ghost's body sat on the bed motionless.

"Hey——" Fan Wujiu was not convinced:

"Brother, come and give me a hand."

Fan Bisi hurriedly lifted the feet of the human-skin ghost mother. The two brothers shouted and pushed hard, but the ghost mother just sat on the bed, motionless.

'Tick-tock-tick-'

A large amount of water continued to flow from the human-skin ghost mother's body and drip onto the bed.

The Fan brothers were so tired that they were gasping for breath.

Every time the sound of dripping water was heard, Zhao Fusheng's eyebrows twitched.

Don't waste time inviting ghosts into the coffin.

The longer the time goes, the more trouble you will have.

Her expression darkened and she took a step forward:
"I'll move it."

Liu Yizhen immediately put the ghost coffin upright on the ground:
"No, you hold the coffin for me and I'll carry it."

He regarded the ghost coffin as the apple of his eye and never let anyone else get it. Even though he had spent a long time with the people of Wan'an County, he only trusted Zhao Fusheng.

As soon as Liu Yizhen finished speaking, he saw Zhao Fusheng nodded and held the ghost coffin.

The ghost coffin stood upright on the ground, half submerged in water, and the wide-open coffin was facing the black bed.

Liu Yizhen let go of his hand that was on the ghost coffin and walked towards the bed in the flowing water.

With every step he took, a part of his body turned golden.

By the time he approached the Ghost Mother, his face, facial features and exposed skin had all turned gold, and he looked like a golden statue cast from pure gold.

For some reason, the Fan brothers felt frightened when faced with such a Liu Yizhen.

The two of them let go of their hands at the same time, and Liu Yizhen reached out and grabbed the ghost mother's shoulders.

The moment his finger landed on the evil ghost's shoulder, the skin on the ghost mother's shoulder seemed to be corroded by some strange force. Several puffs of black smoke rose up, and under the layers of human skin, the evil ghost's eyelids, which were already a little blurred, trembled.