I become a god in another world

Chapter 545 Do your best
Chapter 545

Zhang Chuanshi's eyelids drooped, hiding the look in his eyes.

At this moment, everyone was back in time more than fifty years ago, and the three-eyed evil ghost could end his reincarnation at any time and start a killing spree, so everyone ignored the strange expression on Zhang Chuanshi's face at this moment.

Just at this moment, Zhao Fusheng turned his head and looked at Zhang Chuanshi, and he also felt something in his heart - at this moment, the two of them had a rare tacit understanding and turned their heads at the same time.

In the night, the two looked at each other and saw the look in each other's eyes.

Zhang Chuanshi's face was pale, and the moment his eyes met Zhao Fusheng's, there was no fluctuation at all.

He is not a fool.

The fact that the three-eyed ghost revived and went back to the past to kill people and became the "real murderer of the Guo Zhengbao family massacre" should have reminded him of many things.

An overwhelming despair turned into a dead-water-like calmness and silence in his eyes, and he seemed to have been drained of his vitality in an instant.

Zhang Chuanshi is greedy, afraid of death, and as timid as a mouse.

He would hide when faced with trouble and would never rush forward when faced with difficulties, but now he seemed to be fearless.

This is not a good thing.

Zhao Fusheng's heart sank, but Zhang Chuanshi smiled:
"Don't worry about me, my lord."

He chuckled softly:
"I, Old Zhang, have lived to this age, and there are some things that I finally understand today. As a human, this life is just a journey."

Zhao Fusheng didn't know how to comfort him for a moment. As Zhang Chuanshi himself said, he had lived to this age and had experienced a lot of things. He knew some truths very well, but he had to figure everything out by himself.

When the two first met, they were wary of each other. Zhang Chuanshi had ulterior motives at the time and was forced into the Demon Suppression Division by her in disguise, which made him feel resentful.

But after a year, they became each other's closest colleagues and friends who could trust each other.

"Fortunately, I have you guys to accompany me now. My life is not in vain."

Zhang Chuanshi laughed.

The cycle of time is still in progress, and the three-eyed ghost continues to move forward.

With every step it took, it passed through the torrent of time, and the mountains and rivers turned into gray mist phantoms that passed by everyone one by one. When it appeared again, it had already appeared in another city.

The streets are crisscrossed and houses are lined up on both sides of the roads.

The evil spirit walked silently in the shadows, moving in the direction of its obsession.

Feng Du opened his eyes wide without knowing when:
"The Imperial Capital."

Mr. Xie was also a little nervous: "We have really arrived in the Imperial Capital."

When Zhao Fusheng first mentioned that the law of reincarnation would allow the three-eyed ghost to return to the past, he was skeptical, but what he saw and heard at this time was not an illusion.

Shadows shift, night passes, and the sky changes.

The originally deserted street now had a few more voices. There were dilapidated houses on both sides of the street. In many places, the dirt on the walls had peeled off, revealing the bamboo frames inside.

Merchants living on both sides of the street have been dumping water on the ground unscrupulously all year round. The sewage mixed with the smell of excrement has soaked the soil of this path.

The muddy ground gave off a foul smell, and a few stones were laid on it to make it easier to walk on.

Moss grew on the stones, and countless flies were crawling in the mud. When people walked by, the flies scattered with a buzzing sound.

……

Xie Jingsheng waved his hand expressionlessly, chasing away the flies that were trying to get on him:
"too disgusting."

Although he also lived in the Imperial Capital, he was a high-ranking General of the Demon Suppression Division and lived a life of luxury - taming ghosts was the greatest hardship he had ever experienced in his life.

He could hardly imagine that there was such a stinking place like a cesspool under the feet of the emperor.

Those houses could neither block rain nor wind, and they were so densely packed together and so short that people inside had to bend over when entering or exiting.

Since they lived next to each other, there were many dirty things happening every day. Several people followed the evil spirit and even saw someone standing with his hands on his hips and swearing at each other across the house.

"Isn't this in Dijing? Where can there be such a place in Dijing?" Mr. Xie complained repeatedly.

Fan Bisi also took a deep breath and did not dare to speak for a long time.

After a while, Zhang Chuanshi said quietly:
"It's in the Imperial Capital. It rained last time and the aunt in the alley in front fell and sprained her bones—"

As he walked along the old path again, the memories that had gradually faded in his mind became clear again.

Although the faces of some of the people involved in the incident were blurry, and their names and surnames were unclear, some relevant details came to mind:

"My mother went to visit her once and she said she couldn't walk and didn't want to take care of the children at home. She was worried and complained to my father."

Memories of the past appeared in Zhang Chuanshi's mind:
"My father moved some stones overnight and laid them on the road to make it easier for everyone to walk."

With just a few words, Zhang Chuanshi made the image of Zhang Xiongwu and his wife clearer.

He finished speaking and forced a smile:
"My house is just ahead—"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned pale.

The three-eyed evil ghost is the resurrected evil ghost of Zang Xiongshan. Now it is marked by the law of reincarnation and is walking the old path again to fulfill its obsession.

It went to Zhang Chuanshi's home, and Zhang Chuanshi knew exactly what would happen next.

"grown ups--"

Memories of his youth began to emerge clearly in his mind.

That year, Uncle Luosha massacred the officers who were escorting Zang Xiongshan from Guanjiang County, and was thrown into prison. Zang Xiongwu was running around for him and had no intention of opening his own paper lantern shop.

Zang Xiongshan was depressed and unhappy. Zang Xiongwu's wife and daughter were worried that something might happen to him, so they stayed at home with their two children.

That day was no different from any other day, but another 'Zang Xiongshan' stepped out from the shadows and directly killed Zhang Chuanshi's mother.

Although history cannot be changed, Zhang Chuanshi's body still began to tremble involuntarily when he thought of the dark haze of his life:
"My lord, my lord, what shall I do?"

Everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

Zhao Fusheng’s previous words came to everyone’s mind: what has happened cannot be changed, and the death of Zhang Chuanshi’s mother and sister is a foregone conclusion.

Even Meng Po, who hated Paper Man Zhang so much, couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity when she thought about what was going to happen next:

"Xiao Zhang——"

She sighed:
"There's nothing an adult can do about this kind of thing—"

Zhang Chuanshi turned a deaf ear to him and just stared at Zhao Fusheng. His eyes had lost focus and he shouted instinctively:

“My Lord, my Lord——”

It was as if at this moment his thoughts had returned to his childhood, and he was thinking of the same child who was at a loss as to what to do when he saw the ghost disaster, and could only instinctively ask others for help.

That year, the people he asked for help were Zang Xiongshan and Zang Xiongwu, but no one responded to him.

At this time, Meng Po's words seemed to confirm Zhang Chuanshi's premonition.

Just when he was in despair and helpless, Zhao Fusheng shouted in a deep voice:
"Why are you howling? What else can you do? Of course you should attract the ghost!"

Her words were like thunderclaps from a clear sky, shocking everyone.

Even Zhang Chuanshi, who was trapped in a nightmare, woke up as if he had been hit by a slap in the face. He stared at Zhao Fusheng in disbelief: "Sir, what did you say?"

Feng Du, who originally had his eyes half closed as if in a half-asleep state, now widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Mr. Xie was so anxious that his eyeballs rolled out of his sockets.

Liu Yizhen was stunned for a while, then smiled.

Wu Shaochun and Fan Wujiu nodded without hesitation:
"Dry!"

"..."

Mr. Xie had just pushed his eyeballs back into his sockets, but when he heard this, his eyes widened again.

The three-eyed evil spirit was so terrifying that everyone suffered a lot in Shangyang County.

Even after using all kinds of magical powers, he still failed to drive it away.

Is it possible to lead the ghost away now?

For the first time in his life, Mr. Xie began to doubt his own abilities.

"Fusheng, didn't you say that every sip and bite is already determined, and can human interference change fate?" Mr. Xie asked.

Feng Du slowly closed his eyes again.

With his hands tucked into his worn cuffs, he looked like an old farmer taking a nap in his spare time.

"I don't know if I can change the ending, but I don't like to have any regrets. What's wrong with trying everything?"

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:
"Give it a try and see if you can save him. What if you can?"

Mr. Xie hesitated to speak.

Her words were inconsistent - maybe it wasn't her who was inconsistent, it might just be her nature, she was both worldly and sincere, cunning and loyal.

She should know that history cannot be changed, the three-eyed ghost is very powerful, and everyone may not be able to defeat him.

But the people who asked her for help were from Wan'an County and were under her protection.

When Mr. Xie realized this, his hair stood on end.

"Zhao Fusheng, you——"

"Everything depends on human effort. Let's give it a try." Zhao Fusheng smiled.
"I don't know if I can save Lao Zhang's mother and sister. I also don't know if I can leave the imperial capital alive today."

There is a power hidden in her calmness, inspiring everyone's hearts:
"I just thought that if I survived, I would not regret it when I think back to this day. I tried my best."

"If I die here--" she finished her words and then frowned:

"Just die. It's time to die anyway!"

"Sir..." Zhang Chuanshi's tears flowed down.

From the moment he discovered the truth, he was in despair and panic. He could not face the truth: the one who killed his mother and sister was not the unknown ghost controlled by Zang Xiongshan as he had imagined, but the evil ghost Zang Xiongshan who was marked by the law of time and reincarnation and resurrected.

It just so happened that the one who sent Zang Xiongshan into the cycle of time was Zang Xiongwu 58 years later.

Has father thought of all this?

Zhang Chuanshi didn't dare to think about it too much.

He was afraid of the answer and wanted to escape from the past. Just when he was feeling panic-stricken and helpless, Zhao Fusheng's words gave him strength.

The haze that shrouded his head was instantly and forcefully lifted by her. As always, she made the decision in a strong yet gentle manner. In the past, when he heard that Zhao Fusheng was tough and wanted to meddle in other people's affairs and deal with ghost disasters, he would definitely complain. But at this moment, he felt indescribably fortunate in his heart, fortunate that he had such a character as Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng ignored him and turned to Mr. Xie and Feng Du and said:

"you--"

Before she finished speaking, she saw the look of bewilderment on Mr. Xie's face, and then she understood:
"Forget it, do whatever you want, but this is my own decision, you can help or not."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Du, who had been snoring with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes:
"No, this is Imperial Capital affairs, Xiao Xie and I also want to get involved."

Fan Wujiu was curious:
"Why does he call you Xiao Xie——"

Both of them were generals in the imperial capital and had extraordinary status. Fengdu treated Xie Jingsheng casually and addressed him casually.

As soon as Fan Wujiu asked, Xie Jingsheng showed a puzzled look on his face: It's already this late, and he still has the leisure to ask for my name?
He didn't know what Feng Du was thinking, and he didn't know whether he should take action or not. He was upset and answered Fan Wujiu unhappily:

"Old Xie is my father!"

"Old Xie is his father, and you are called Little Xie. What will your children be called in the future?" Fan Wujiu had a novel idea.

If the situation wasn't special at this time, Xie Jingsheng would have been amused by him:
"In our line of work, we live day by day, and it's normal to have no children or grandchildren. How can we have any children?"

He said, and waved his hand again:
"Okay, stop bothering me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Fengdu:
"Sir, cause and effect cannot be reversed. Zhao Fusheng's actions are useless. Should we take action as well? Your condition——"

Feng Du laughed:
"While we are in the imperial capital, it is our duty to protect the imperial capital and the emperor. Now that the ghosts have revived here, how can we not take action?" He was halfway through his words when his eyelids suddenly drooped.

Liu Yizhen and the others were in awe of his words, waiting for him to continue saying something that would stir the world. But after a moment, they heard a shrill, whistle-like sound coming from his mouth: "Whoa—whoa—"

The two breaths were very rhythmic. Fan Bisi bent his knees, tilted his head to look at his face, and then said carefully:
"My Lord, he seems to be asleep."

After he finished speaking, Feng Du's snoring stopped. He opened his sleepy eyes and said blankly:

"Sleep, sleep? Who said I was asleep? I wasn't asleep."

"..."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless.

She simply looked at Liu Yizhen, Meng Po and others. Kuai Manzhou held her hand and stood beside her.

Meng Po lowered her head and laughed after a long while:
"We must protect the family of the Wan'an County Demon Suppression Division no matter what."

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes moistened:
"Meng Po——"

Suddenly, infinite hope arose in his originally desperate heart: If only history could really be changed.

If his mother and sister had not died, and Zang Xiongshan's case had been solved by the adults, perhaps his father would not have gone crazy, he would not have been displaced all his life, and Zhang Xiongwu would not have done such a thing by any means necessary to abduct Shen Yishu, separating the mother and daughter forever - his third uncle would not have become a ghost rider, would not have brought disaster to Shangyang County, and there would have been no tragedy of Shen Yishu and Sun Shaoyin.

He was thinking about the beauty of it and didn't notice the solemnity that flashed across Zhao Fusheng's eyes.

……

Since he had already decided to do it, Zhao Fusheng didn't hesitate any longer:
"It's still the same old rule. Lead the ghost away first."

"Where to lead them? The Imperial Capital is full of people."

Mr. Xie looked worried.

This place is full of low shanties. Looking around, the houses are closely packed together, with walls of every household sticking to each other, and the houses are pitifully small.

The three-eyed evil ghost in front is still heading towards Zhang Chuanshi’s home. Once the ghost gets there, it will start killing people.

At this moment, a woman with a sad face limped out of the door with a cane. When she saw the evil ghost in the alley and Zhao Fusheng and others following the ghost, she was stunned.

The evil ghost showed up. Ordinary people couldn't tell the difference between a human and a ghost. She stared at the three-eyed evil ghost for a long while, then her face drooped. Just when everyone was worried that she would do something that would bring disaster upon herself, she said "Pooh":
"The beggar of the Zang family is here again."