I become a god in another world

Chapter 521: Ghost Funeral Opening

Chapter 521

The body of the human-skinned ghost mother became brittle under Liu Yizhen's fingers. His five fingers were like red-hot irons that could easily pierce the skin of the evil ghost.

Black air mixed with blood mist splashed, and he grabbed the evil ghost's shoulders with ten fingers and pulled it up from the black bed.

Er Fan, who was originally suppressing the evil spirit, became stiff and slow in expression, with only his eyeballs moving slowly.

The two brothers were unable to pull up the evil ghost, but Liu Yizhen pulled up the mother and child ghosts in human skin with great force.

Liu Yizhen carried it on his shoulders and walked towards the ghost coffin with heavy steps.

The ghost coffin was not far from the black bed. Even the short distance of three or five steps was already a bit difficult for Liu Yizhen.

His body seemed to be made of pure gold. Every time he took a step, water splashed everywhere and the ground was struck with a clanging sound.

By the time he reached the ghost coffin, part of his body had lost the protection of the golden light and turned into light silver.

Liu Yizhen stuffed the evil ghost into the coffin.

As soon as the ghost enters the coffin, the ghost coffin will take effect.

Black air was surging in the coffin.

The eyelids that were originally bouncy under the restraint of layers of human skin were suppressed by some strange force, and the blood line on the ghost mother's forehead was slowly wiped away - the third eye was forcibly sealed, and the creepy feeling of the evil ghost disappeared.

Liu Yizhen struggled to slowly retract his hand.

The ten fingers he inserted into the evil spirit's body had turned from gold to silver, then gradually faded in color and became pale white.

As the strange power disappeared, the gold and silver colors disappeared, and his skin returned to the color of his flesh, but it looked much darker than before.

Liu Yizhen's complexion suddenly became extremely bad.

Zhao Fusheng then signaled Wu Shaochun to take the lid of the stone coffin and seal the ghost coffin. At the same time, for safety reasons, he summoned the ghost seal of the door god and stamped the door god's mark on the lid of the ghost coffin.

After doing all this, she looked up at Liu Yizhen:
"Can you still participate in this ghost case?"

Black and white lines appeared on Liu Yizhen's face. Upon closer inspection, the lines corresponded to the gold and silver color he had previously transformed into.

The ghost mother's strength was extraordinary. He only carried her a few steps, so it should have done some damage to him.

The case of the human-skin mother and child ghost is dangerous. The evil ghost's condition is unstable and he is on the verge of revival. If Liu Yizhen's condition is unstable, once the evil ghost revive, he may be attacked by the ghost.

Her concern was hidden beneath a calm exterior.

Liu Yizhen's expression eased a lot, and he nodded:
"It's not a big deal. I will definitely carry the ghost coffin."

Zhao Fusheng also knew what he was thinking, and he responded immediately:
"If there's anything wrong, tell me again and we can adjust the plan."

Liu Yizhen responded.

The ghost coffin was slowly sealed.

For safety reasons, Kuai Manzhou also tied the ghost coffin and the sarcophagus lid several times with ghost thread.

After this double insurance, the eerie atmosphere here suddenly decreased a lot.

The dead look on Zhu Guangling's face faded, and he said:

"Then put the coffin inside the outer coffin."

"it is good!"

Liu Yizhen picked up the ghost coffin again and looked at Zhang Chuanshi:

"Master Zhang leads the way."

Zhang Chuanshi felt both excited and guilty. Although Liu Yizhen tried to remain calm at this time, he saw the difficulty of the ghost transporting process.

Liu Yizhen usually quarreled with him, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, the people of Wan'an County were still loyal and would not shirk their responsibilities.

"Okay, thank you very much, Yizhen——"

Zhang Chuanshi whispered.

Liu Yizhen smiled:

"Why should we have different opinions when we are one family?"

Everyone nodded.

Everything was ready. Zhang Chuanshi placed the spirit tablet and put it in the winnowing cover in his arms. Everyone followed him and returned along the same route.

When they go back this time, everyone's steps will be much more relaxed.

When they stepped out of the door, it started to drizzle outside, but everyone had stayed in the room where the mother and child ghosts were trapped before, so they felt that the weather outside was much warmer than inside the house.

When everyone left the garden again, they saw people from the Shangyang County Demon Suppression Division guarding the gate. When they saw Zhu Guangling and others coming out, their expressions were startled.

The coffin and funeral supplies have been prepared.

Zhao Fusheng ordered:
"Open the coffin and put the ghost coffin inside."

Everyone helped in a rush. Liu Yizhen walked to the coffin and did not let anyone else take over. He carried the ghost coffin himself and put it into the large coffin that was specially found for this legend.

When it came to his mother's funeral, Zhang Chuanshi was very thorough.

The coffin was of the right size, and once the ghost coffin was put in, it fitted tightly.

Everyone worked together and used iron nails and other objects to secure the coffin lid tightly.

After doing all this, Wu Shaochun, Liu Yizhen and the Fan brothers stood at the four corners of the coffin as planned earlier.

"Then let's follow the original plan. Old Zhang will go in the front, and Mr. Xie will go to his left and right. The five emissaries carrying the loads will follow Mr. Xie and not leave him even a step."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, the five emissaries carrying the loads nodded nervously.

"Manzhou, you go to Shaochun's side."

These two people have worked together to solve a disgusting ghost case. Wu Shaochun has a steady temperament, while Kuai Manzhou can control two disastrous ghosts. The two sides can complement each other.

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he saw the two men responding, and then looked at the nervous Fan brothers:

"Meng Po and Duo Zi walked beside Big and Small Fan."

Fan Bisi breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Po is powerful and Chen Duozi is cautious. With these two people guarding them, the two brothers will feel much more at ease.

As for Zhao Fusheng, he must stay with Liu Yizhen.

Her overall strength is the strongest among everyone, while Liu Yizhen's situation is special.

He has been with the ghost coffin for many years and can be said to be very familiar with its every move.

Once the human-skin ghost mother revives, Liu Yizhen will be the first to notice it.

And he had carried the ghost mother before, so if the evil ghost revived, he might be the first victim.

Once she made the arrangements, no one objected.

Zhao Fusheng said again:
"Have a few more emissaries come with us, use suona, gongs, and paper money to clear the way, and ask strangers to stay away."

After that, she confirmed with Zhu Guangling again:

"Have you cleared the way?"

Zhu Guangling nodded:
"It's cleaned up."

As soon as he finished speaking, another ghost rider from Shangyang County stepped forward and said:
"The road we chose to leave the city was originally sparsely populated. There was a ruin in that section that had been abandoned for decades, and there were no houses nearby."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Guangling saw Zhao Fusheng nod his head to show his approval of the route arrangement, and then he instructed this person:

"According to what Lord Zhao said, select a few more people."

The man responded and called out a few more messengers.

The Shangyang County Demon Suppression Division acted quickly and gathered almost everything in one morning. Everyone prepared their gear, Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath and shouted to everyone:
"go!"

Mr. Xie stretched out his voice and shouted:
"Open the coffin——"

After he finished shouting, he coughed twice:
"I got used to it in the past few years, and I couldn't help it this time."

Everyone was on edge and had no time to chat with him.

Liu Yizhen and the other three stood at a corner of the coffin, then stood up carrying the huge coffin.

Although the coffin was large and there was another coffin inside, the coffin within the coffin contained a ghost after all, so the stacked coffins were not heavy.

The four men who were carrying the coffin were young and strong, and the coffin was light to them. There was an emissary who was familiar with the route leading the way.

With a shout, someone grabbed a handful of round paper money with square holes and threw it into the sky.

As the suona sounded, the team started moving forward.

The team was huge, with Mr. Xie leading the way and Zhao Fusheng bringing up the rear.

As the team moved slowly forward, Zhu Guangling's figure began to fade away, and dark clouds began to gather over the sky above Shangyang County, and a light rain began to fall.

This funeral procession set out from the Demon Suppression Division in a grand manner.

Zhao Fusheng walked beside Liu Yizhen. He seemed relaxed on the surface, but he was actually very nervous inside.

Liu Yizhen held onto the corner of the wooden frame that bound the coffin with both hands and asked Zhao Fusheng in a low voice:
"Do you think we'll make it out of town okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but laugh:
"For something like this, do you still need to feel it?"

Liu Yizhen's expression was serious. He said solemnly:

"We should ask Mr. Xie to tell our fortune."

Zhao Fusheng kept walking and replied casually:
"How to say?"

"Master Zhang said this morning that Mr. Xie brought a pair of hexagrams. He read them last night and it is very unlucky today, which is not good for funerals."

Zhao Fusheng felt nervous when he heard this, but then he pretended to be relaxed:

"You know I don't believe in this."

Liu Yizhen sighed:
"I don't believe it either, but sometimes metaphysical theories may not be unbelievable." He said:

"Fusheng, I feel like something's going to happen today, so be careful."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"Don't worry." She said, and smiled again:
"We won't die in Shangyang County. Wan'an County has just begun, and the matter between your grandfather and Qiao Yuesheng has not been resolved yet."

When Liu Yizhen heard this, his frowning brows relaxed and a faint smile appeared on his face:
"you're right--"

While the two were talking, suddenly there was a rumbling sound of thunder in the air.

The sky and the earth were suddenly dark for a while, and then a flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

The elder and younger Fan were walking in front. At the moment when it got dark, Fan Wujiu staggered and the coffin on his body shook heavily.

'Clang. '

There was a sound when the coffin hit the wooden frame.

This action frightened the already nervous crowd so much that their hearts almost stopped.

Zhao Fusheng put away his relaxed look and shouted:
"Xiao Fan, what happened?"

Fan Bisi's heart also skipped a beat. A strange thought flashed through his mind and he subconsciously turned his head to look at his brother.

Fan Wujiu cursed:
"My Lord, it's okay. I stepped into a puddle."

At the same time, the sounds of suona, horns, and cymbals all disappeared completely. Amid the sound of rain, Fan Wujiu's curses were particularly clear.

Zhang Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Fusheng did not dare to relax and asked Mr. Xie:

"Mr. Xie, do you sense anything strange?"

Mr. Xie said:

"I haven't sensed anything strange yet."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Meng Po, who shook her head:

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong.”

Kuai Manzhou and Chen Duozi also said:

"fine."

Everyone said it was okay, so Zhao Fusheng should have felt relieved.

But maybe it was because of Liu Yizhen's words, her right eyelid began to twitch.

Liu Yizhen’s previous words came to her mind: The theories of metaphysics may not be unreliable.

A bad feeling surged into Zhao Fusheng's heart. Just as she was feeling uneasy, a shadow suddenly fell above her head.

Zhao Fusheng instinctively lowered her head, and then she heard a crisp "click" sound in her ears, and a ball of cold liquid fell on the center of her forehead.

Her hair stood on end and she couldn't help but cover her forehead.

The water instantly seeped through her fingers. She wiped them hard and brought her palm in front of her to see that it was wet, not the color of bright red.

Zhao Fusheng's tense muscles relaxed slightly, and at the same time, a faint cry came into her ears.

'Woooo-'

“……” Zhao Fusheng’s expression froze for a moment.

At first she thought she was affected by a human-skin ghost, but soon she saw a look of nervousness on Liu Yizhen's face - which also meant that the crying was not an illusion.

There was a moment of commotion in the special 'funeral' procession.

Raindrops as big as beans fell with a crackling sound. Zhang Chuanshi, who was walking in the front, could not help but protect the tablets with his mother and sister's names engraved on them. He shouted:
"Sir, it seems someone is crying."

His voice trembled. This special funeral meant a lot to him and he was afraid of chaos.

Zhao Fusheng calmed himself down, raised his hand to his forehead to block the rain, and listened carefully.

There was the sound of rapid rain and muffled thunder in front, mixed with wailing. The crying sounded a bit sad at first, but when you listened carefully, it seemed as if it came from men, women, young and old.

Zhao Fusheng felt a little relieved at this moment.

she shouted:
"It's okay. I don't sense any special ghost areas forming at this moment, nor any evil spirits rushing around. It's just raining—" She paused:
"It rains all year round in Shangyang County. There's nothing strange about it."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, the faces of several envoys from Shangyang County who were called up to join the army visibly relaxed.

"I heard someone crying in front of me," she said, her voice lowering and her tone becoming serious.

"Hasn't it been told long ago that we have to clear the crowds along the way before we hold the funeral?"

The envoys were originally worried that the evil ghost would revive and cause a disaster, but when they heard Zhao Fusheng asking for accountability, although they were still afraid, they were not as frightened as before when they thought that a ghost disaster had occurred.

Compared with the resurrection of the human-skin mother and child ghosts, man-made troubles are much easier to solve.

Zhao Fusheng was not familiar with the envoy of Shangyang County, so he immediately named him:
"Send the messenger with the cymbals to check. If he sees anyone, drive him away immediately."

After she finished speaking, she saw the envoy's face showing fear. She suddenly realized what he was afraid of, and immediately said:

"Go ahead. It's raining now. After the rain, it will be Lord Zhu's territory. Nothing will happen."

After Zhao Fusheng's comfort, the envoy indeed calmed down a lot.

He responded, put the two cymbals on his waist, and strode forward.

There was a high wall corner about ten feet ahead, and outside the corner was a main street. As the envoy walked ahead, two faint ripples quickly appeared on the ground - as if an invisible person was following him.

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of cymbals hitting each other, followed by a somewhat angry shout:
"What are you all doing gathered here? Didn't I tell you to stay away from a funeral today?"