I become a god in another world

Chapter 526 Xie Leads the Way
Chapter 526

"Pah-ta ...

"Pah-ta ...

The sound was very deep, and there was a dragging sound after it landed. It seemed chaotic, but after listening to it for a while, it felt like the sound formed a beat, with a strange rhythm.

The feeling given by the sound is that there are a large number of people coming to make trouble, and their footsteps are not in sync, but their walking and landing are in a regular pattern, which creates such a strange yet suitable rhythm.

As soon as Mr. Xie took over the cymbals and shouted, the law of ghost funeral was activated.

His shouts carried the suppression of the evil spirit law, but the footsteps were not affected by the evil spirit law - this showed that the person coming was no longer the 'paper man' with a light on his head.

Everyone's heart sank as they saw black fog rolling ahead, which contained an unknown danger.

"Ding——" Mr. Xie struck the cymbals again, his expression grim:
"When the evil ghost is buried, all ghosts and humans will flee!"

As soon as he finished shouting, a faint light suddenly flashed in the black fog, and a figure stumbled out of the black fog.

"help me--"

A weak cry for help sounded.

I saw a woman in her early thirties, wearing a plain dress, with her long hair half-disheveled, as if she had just gotten up from the bed and gone out.

Her complexion did not look normal, and her entire head from the neck up was swollen and red.

Upon closer inspection, smoke was still coming out of her head.

When she saw the funeral procession, a look of pain appeared on her face. She subconsciously reached out to Zhang Chuanshi, who was leading the procession, and shouted:
"help me."

This is actually a living person.

Everyone was stunned, even Mr. Xie who was holding two cymbals was stunned.

His ghost burial rules apply to both humans and ghosts, but at this moment this woman seemed to have resisted his ghost rules and was not affected.

After a moment of shock, Mr. Xie immediately realized that there was probably another layer of evil spirit law in this woman, and this law was even stronger than his ghost, so it made the woman resist the influence of his ghost in disguise.

Thinking of this, Mr. Xie immediately realized that the funeral procession might have encountered a powerful opponent.

In addition to the terrifying evil spirit itself, there is also a "human" hiding in the dark who is causing interference in the Shangyang County human skin mother and child ghost case.

When he thought of this and was about to speak up to remind Zhao Fusheng, something strange happened.

The woman who was still shouting "Help" the moment before suddenly had bursts of black smoke coming out of her head the next moment, followed by a slight "puff" sound coming from her head, like firewood exploding.

Then there was a burnt smell of flesh, the woman's nose turned red, and a red light suddenly lit up in her head.

Her painful expression froze on her face, and the fire began to light up in the woman's mind.

In an instant, the woman's head turned into a creepy lantern.

The light illuminated her terror before death. Under the firelight, the flesh and blood of the dead body turned into special lamp oil for the "lantern" to burn. As the fire gradually brightened, the woman's body was hollowed out.

But in an instant, only a piece of human skin was left, with its toes touching the ground and dangling in the air.

Inside the light human skin, a spark of fire was jumping. Inside the human skin, a stream of black air was rushing, impacting the translucent skin. When it hit the skin, it turned into a woman's resentful face, and was finally imprinted on the pale pink skin.

The woman's wailing had not yet died down, but this horrifying scene had already become an unforgettable memory imprinted in everyone's mind.

At this moment, Mr. Xie clapped his cymbals for the third time, "Dang——"

As the cymbals sounded, Mr. Xie's ghost funeral law prevailed.

The power of the evil ghost penetrated directly into the human skin, and the dark ghost face imprinted on the human skin was instantly wiped out. The sound turned into an incomparable force, which dispersed the black air.

The light inside the human skin suddenly went out, and the human skin that was originally floating in the air seemed to have lost its support point and fell limply to the ground.

……

This is just a beginning, not an end.

The heavy footsteps were still approaching from afar, slowly moving towards Guizang's team in a siege manner.

A life was easily lost in the ghost disaster, and then countless people walked out of the ghost fog.

Some surrounded them from the front, some came out from the left and right sides, and even from the back of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

These people may not only be residents of Shangsanfang. Most of them were forcibly driven here after falling asleep.

People walked out of the black fog one after another, with fear on everyone's face.

Smoke was coming out of each of their heads, and they shouted desperately:

"Help--"

"Master Zhu, help me—"

"Help me."

These marked roadblocks, regardless of gender, age or status, once they came out of the ghost fog and saw the funeral procession, they knelt down and kowtowed as if they had seen their savior.

The cries for help drowned out the sound of Mr. Xie's cymbals.

There was a solemn look in Mr. Xie's eyes.

As the people knelt down, the situation did not improve. Black mist began to emerge from above everyone's head, and bright red light flashed at the bridge of their noses.

The moment they bowed their heads, the fire lit and their lives ended.

These people only want to save their lives, not knowing the seriousness of the consequences.

As soon as they kneel before their death, they instantly become believers of the Ghost Mother, and the black smoke floating from their heads turns into real incense.

Liu Yizhen and the other four bearers immediately felt the coffin on their shoulders become heavy, and the "drip drip" sound of water leakage came again.

Inside the ghost coffin, the human-skin ghost mother who had been suppressed for a short time revived again.

The coffin began to shake violently with a creaking sound, and huge streams of water poured out of the cracks in the coffin.

"We can't let it squeeze out all the water." Liu Yizhen's heart sank and he spoke quickly.

The human-skinned ghost mother was covered with a large number of ghost skins that were soaked with water. The water was the power of Zhu Guangling, which suppressed it.

Once the water is squeezed out of it, it will no longer be under Zhu Guangling's control, and the consequences after its revival will be unimaginable.

In a panic, Liu Yizhen's body turned into gold, and the power of the ghost-shaking force slowed down the speed of the water flowing in the coffin.

The creaking sound also stopped for a while.

But after only a moment, the sound came back again, much more intense than before.

During the impact, the wooden frame supporting the coffin began to loosen.

The hemp ropes binding the wooden frames were entangled in the black air and were rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

'Clap. '

A loop of rope broke and the rack began to fall apart.

At the critical moment, Wu Shaochun activated the power of the evil ghost, and the ghost smoke of the stove ghost condensed into a substantial "white rope" to tie up the scattered shelves again.

However, the ghost water began to flow wildly, suppressing the power of Wu Shaochun's evil ghost wherever it went.

It's like a broken shelf with holes all over it. As one side breaks, the other side also starts to fall apart.

Kuai Manzhou's long hair was flying, and the ghost of Madam Zhuang Si appeared behind her, hugging the little girl.

The disaster-level evil spirit's long hair flew in the air and merged with his daughter's black hair.

The power of evil spirits' hair is much stronger.

These ghost hairs, carrying the resentment of Madam Zhuang Si before her death, turned into the strongest silk ropes, tightly binding the broken wooden stakes.

With the suppression of Madam Zhuang Si and the power of the ghost coffin, the coffin remained still for a moment.

But Kuai Manzhou's condition began to deteriorate visibly.

The rank of the human-skin ghost mother was far higher than hers, and Madam Zhuang Si could not hold on for long.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

In the black fog, there was an endless stream of "human lights" approaching, treating the funeral procession as a life-saving straw, but the moment they met, they immediately lost their lives.

Human life is like a mustard.

Zhao Fusheng was extremely angry.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor." She watched as waves of lives fell, and the human-skinned ghost mother was about to revive. All of this was not purely caused by ghosts, but came from human malice.

"Paper Man Zhang, you shouldn't involve ordinary people in this disaster!"

She finished speaking calmly, the shadow of hell unfolding under her palm, and she raised her hand and pressed against the wall of the coffin.

The black air seeped into the coffin and wrapped the ghost coffin inside. The reminder of the Conferred God List sounded in her mind: The Eighth Level Hell cannot suppress the Wild God!

Zhao Fusheng's heart trembled, and he immediately unfolded the List of Gods. His consciousness sank into the divine position, and then his mind changed: open the divine position.

The merit points were deducted, blood flashed on the List of Gods, and a sealed god position slowly opened.

Tips for the list of gods:
Should the human-skinned ghost be ennobled as a god?

Should the human-skinned ghost be ennobled as a god?

Should the human-skinned ghost be ennobled as a god?

……

Several identical reminder tones kept ringing in Zhao Fusheng's ears.

The situation was beyond Zhao Fusheng's expectations.

Her hair stood on end and she was distracted for a moment, failing to deify the evil spirit.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yizhen, Wu Shaochun and the two Fans suddenly felt a sense of relief on their shoulders.

The cold and gloomy force that suppressed the four people disappeared instantly.

'woo woo woo woo--'

The woman's sad cry rang out in the dark night.

Behind Mr. Xie, a piece of pale human skin was stuck on the back of the messenger carrying the load.

The human skin expanded rapidly, swallowing him up in an instant.

A general ordered him to swallow the human skin, and the human skin flew to Zhang Chuanshi without touching the ground.

Then the second human skin and the third one appeared.

Wu Shaochun was carrying a coffin, feeling the coldness approaching. At some point, a piece of human skin was pressed against the back of his hand - as if a girl as soft as a boneless girl was gently stroking his arm.

But at this moment, what Wu Shaochun felt was not ecstasy, but horror.

At the critical moment, clusters of blood-red ghost flowers bloomed under his feet. When the ghost flowers appeared, the hidden evil ghost in human skin appeared and was trapped in the flowers.

Wu Shaochun leaped out of the bushes of ghost flowers.

The two cooperated well and the crisis was temporarily resolved.

But both Fan and Fan were in danger.

The twins heard a "woooo" cry in their ears, and they felt a chill on the back of their heads.

Fan Wujiu had faith in Zhao Fusheng and was not afraid when he heard the ghost crying.

He was confident that he could fight the evil ghost, and at worst he had the door god and ghost seal to help him, so he started to punch wildly.

The fists made a 'whooshing' sound, but after a few hits, Fan Wujiu realized that something was wrong.

An indescribable pressure wrapped around his arms. His fist clearly missed the target, but it felt like it was stuck in a muddy flow, and he had difficulty pulling it back.

His expression changed.

Meng Po and Chen Duozi had been watching him and saw that he had a strange expression. Meng Po's chest was bleeding and a blood-red moon slowly rose into the sky.

The blood moon expanded rapidly in the sky. Under the red moonlight, two translucent ghost shadows entangled around Fan Da and Fan Xiao.

Chen Duozi was horrified, but she did not retreat. Instead, she touched her belly and the law of the ghost fetus was activated.

The purple-blue ghost shadow of the child flashed and crawled onto the human skin beside Fan Wujiu. With a flash of green light, the evil ghost with blue and black marks all over its body drilled into the belly of the human-skin evil ghost.

The ghost's creepy laughter paused.

The belly of the human skin bulged up, and the two ghosts formed a balance and fell into a short sleep.

But the ghost disaster is just the beginning, not the end.

……

When Mr. Xie saw the chaotic situation and the ghosts dancing around, he turned to look at Zhao Fusheng.

But Zhao Fusheng was not panicked at this time.

She paused, and the eighth level of hell began.

The shadow silently spread out like a wave under her feet, covering everyone in the Ghost Team.

Wherever hell goes, the dead with lit lamps turn into ashes and disappear where they were.

Several evil ghosts in human skin stopped in their tracks once they were shrouded in shadow.

The eighth level of hell was enough to scare away the disaster-level ghosts, and all the people's skins stopped moving.

But the source of the ghost disaster lies in the human-skin ghost mother.

If the ghost mother is not eliminated, it will be of no use to kill the ghost minions.

However, the disaster of the human-skin mother and child ghosts in Shangyang County has been going on for more than 40 years. There are a large number of ghost minions, and each ghost minion has reached above the disaster level and has the qualifications to be deified - this has greatly interfered with Zhao Fusheng's deification efforts.

She changed her mind, and while holding the human skin still, she shouted to Mr. Xie:
"Let's go to the old house of the Sun Mansion as planned. Mr. Xie, please lead the way!"

The situation deteriorated in a moment, catching everyone off guard, but in such a short time, Zhao Fusheng calmed down the situation and did not panic, which made Mr. Xie look at him differently.

He nodded:
"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and then disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already next to Zhang Chuanshi.

Before Zhang Chuanshi could react, Mr. Xie had already taken the spirit tablet from his hand and held it in front of his chest.

As soon as he became spiritual, the standard of ghost burial was improved.

All the evil spirits were lured by him and followed him stiffly.

"People go to the Yang, ghosts go to the Yin. Gods return to temples, ghosts return to graves, and demons return to the mountains and forests!"

Mr. Xie's face suddenly froze as he lost the agility he had as a human. His face turned pale and he looked like a dead man in an instant.

He shouted coldly:

"Xie Jingsheng of the Xie family, the ghost guide, uses my footprints to measure the ghost road. I take a step, and the ghosts follow me. Follow me! Follow me! Follow me!"

After he finished reciting, he raised one hand and let it hang down. The small golden bell hidden in his sleeve slid down his arm and fell into his palm with a ding-dong sound.

Mr. Xie grabbed the bell and rang it twice.

All this happened in a flash, and by the time Zhang Chuanshi came to his senses, his guide had changed.

Mr. Xie took a step forward, leaving bright red footprints on the ground wherever he walked.

The human-skinned ghost minions lined up behind him one by one, forming a long dragon. The ghost minions took shaky steps and stepped silently on the blood-red footprints, fitting perfectly without moving out.

Zhang Chuanshi was stunned.

At this moment, Mr. Xie's voice rang in his ears:

"You are an ignorant person. The ghost burial has not stopped yet, so why are you stopping? Sprinkle money, play the suona, and beat the gong. Do what you need to do. The more complete the ghost burial is, the stronger my power will be."

Zhang Chuanshi woke up as if from a dream. Without bothering to agree, he quickly grabbed a handful of ghost incense and stuck it in front of the spirit tablet held by Mr. Xie.

"..."

Mr. Xie looked down and wanted to curse.

But at this time, the laws of evil spirits prevailed in him, and he himself was already close to a ghost, only retaining some rationality.

He looked up indifferently and shouted again:

"Ghost burial is on the way, evil spirits get out of the way!"

While shouting, Zhang Chuanshi did not hesitate and grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it into the sky.

The paper money flew out, spontaneously combusted in mid-air, turned into a puff of black smoke, and slowly penetrated into Mr. Xie's body.

His sallow complexion was nourished by the black energy and alleviated a little.

Mr. Xie moved forward again. The footprints on the ground became brighter, and the group of ghosts followed him obediently.

When Zhang Chuanshi played the suona, the ghost coffin, which had been vibrating, became quiet again.

But the situation did not ease.

Liu Yizhen, Wu Shaochun, and both Fan and Xiao Fan suddenly felt the coffin on their shoulders become lighter.

"Fu Sheng--" When Liu Yizhen screamed in shock, the ghost coffin carried on the shoulders of four people suddenly vibrated.

The outer coffin broke into pieces and fell to the ground, leaving only the inner ghost coffin slowly rising into the air.