I become a god in another world

Chapter 554: Imperial Prison
Chapter 554

After failing to summon the evil spirit, Xie Jingsheng touched his sleeves again, but this time he couldn't find anything good in his sleeves.

Most of his belongings were lost during the ghost disaster in Shangyang County, and he spent them all trying to deal with the three-eyed evil ghost.

Xie Jingsheng wanted to slap his thigh - but he didn't dare. His evil ghost power was affected, and his body was broken down, and it was all maintained intact by the power of the ghost. If he slapped his thigh hard at this moment, it would be broken and could not be put together again.

If your nose or eyes detach in the ghost realm and you cannot find them back, you will become a disabled person for the rest of your life.

Xie Jingsheng clenched his fists and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

“Play it by ear.”

Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the 'figure' in the ghost fog staggered out.

"Who is coming?!"

Fan Wujiu was impatient. Although he was a little scared because of his limited strength, Zhao Fusheng's presence obviously gave him courage, and he shouted at the "figure":
"Is it a human or a ghost?"

The visitor didn't say anything, but everyone had already guessed what was going on.

This place has become a ghost town.

When a ghost disaster occurs, ordinary people will suffer one after another. Apart from the ghost riders, the only ones who can walk in the ghost domain are evil ghosts.

While they were talking, the 'newcomer' was already approaching.

Even though they had guessed that the person coming was not a human, they were still surprised when they actually saw the shadow appear in front of them.

I saw that the person who came was in the shape of a "human", with a head as big as a basket and a very strange appearance.

When the evil ghost took two steps forward, everyone could see its true form.

The ghost was wearing an official robe with black embroidered patterns. His neck was broken at the root, with fingerprints left on the broken neck.

A lion's head that was taken from somewhere was spliced ​​onto the broken neck of the evil spirit. The lion's head was originally carved from a large stone, but now it was stained with blood.

The peeled bloody human skins were pasted on the heads of the stone lions in a disorderly manner. As the evil spirit moved around, all the human skins swayed back and forth like flying papers.

As the evil spirit approached, perhaps sensing the presence of humans, everyone stared at Zhao Fusheng and his group.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In the night sky of the ghost land, the sound of ghosts crying was heard at some point.

A large amount of blood and tears flowed from the eye sockets of the human skin, which was horrifying to watch.

But everyone had experienced the Shangyang County ghost case, dealt with the human-skin ghost mother, and even the more terrifying human-skin ghost minions, so why should they be afraid of these wild ghosts.

At this moment, Wu Shaochun's scalp began to itch, and some long-lost memories were evoked.

His thoughts went back to the time when he was still in Goutou Village.

There was something drilling in the ends of his hair. Because it was close to his ears, some subtle movements were particularly clear. "Swish, swish", something was peeling off his skin.

Wu Shaochun realized it in time and was slightly shocked.

At this moment, a large amount of white mist gushed out of his body, and a red light suddenly gushed out from the place where his scalp was torn, making Wu Shaochun's head look like half a red-hot iron.

With a sizzling sound, a piece of ghost skin on the ghost lion's head caught fire and instantly burned to ashes on the ground.

The crying stopped and Wu Shaochun touched his head. A small strand of hair was entangled in his fingertips. The place where he was skinned by the ghost was now bald and had become a leprosy.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly exploded:

"I'll fight you—"

While shouting, he desperately urged the evil ghost's power. A ghost stove appeared at his feet, and a big pot appeared on top. The pot was boiling, and the stove ghost was lurking in the ghost pot. Several streams of smoke rose slowly. In front of the stove was an incense burner with half a broken incense stick left in the burner, and there was a faint smell of incense.

The incense smoke rose into the sky and turned into several wisps of ghost mist, which enveloped the evil ghost with a stone lion's head and a human body.

The ghost energy from the incense tore at the evil ghost's neck.

When Meng Po and others saw Wu Shaochun taking action, they all followed suit.

Although everyone's power is restricted in the ghost realm and the probability of evil ghosts reviving and counterattacking is higher than usual, this ghost was very evil and shaved Wu Shaochun's hair as soon as it arrived.

If you encounter a ghost disaster, it would be fine if you died, but if your hair was shaved before you died, it would be an undignified death.

The blood moon rose, dispelling some of the ghost realm's shadows.

Under the moonlight, everyone's strength finally recovered a little.

A red light flashed in Kuai Manzhou's eyes, and clusters of ghost flowers appeared at the feet of the stone lion ghost. The villagers of Kuailiang Village appeared in the ghost flowers, hugged the body of the ghost, making it unable to resist.

The Fan brothers hurried forward and tore off the human face stuck to the stone lion's head.

Liu Yizhen grabbed the evil ghost's corpse, exerted force with his arms, and pulled it violently - the evil ghost's temporarily spliced ​​stone lion head was controlled by Wu Shaochun. At this time, when Liu Yizhen pulled it, the corpse that was spliced ​​together by the ghost's power was decomposed again.

The headless ghost body fell down.

As soon as the ghost body fell to the ground, it wanted to take the person's head.

But although its movements were fast, Kuai Manzhou's movements were even faster.

A yellow spring appeared under the feet of the evil ghost, the flat ground turned into a river, and the ghost's body fell rapidly.

The unjustly dead ghost in the underworld pulled it back.

But this evil ghost with its head chopped off was obviously not an ordinary ghost, and the evil ghosts in the underworld could not trap it.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng snorted softly and tapped her toes. With a light "click" sound, the ninth level of hell was opened. Shadows slowly flowed towards the underworld like a tide and connected with the ghost flowers summoned by Kuai Manzhou.

The ninth level of hell is enough to scare away disaster-level ghosts and make calamity-level ghosts flee.

The headless evil ghost was suppressed in the underworld.

Suddenly, a little light appeared in the shadow. The light was weak at first, and it flickered twice before gradually stabilizing.

Under the firelight, a dilapidated ghost ship appeared. A figure with a translucent body that was extremely evil stood on the bow, slowly steering the boat towards the direction of the evil ghost.

"Old Zhang——"

When Fan Bisi and Fan Wujiu saw the ghost ship appear, they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone was confused and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:
"The headless ghost case 58 years ago was a major case and was closely related to Lao Zhang."

The resurrected evil spirit Zhang Chuanshi no longer joked or greeted the people in Wan'an County. The ghost drove the boat towards the direction of the evil spirit and led the ghost onto the boat.

"Old Zhang loved to join in the fun when he was alive. How could such a big party be possible without him?"

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he saw the ghost ship, after picking up the evil ghost, slowly move towards the direction where Zhao Fusheng was.

When approaching Zhao Fusheng, Fengshenbang reminds: The Huangquan boatman invites you to board the boat.

Without saying a word, Zhao Fusheng used the power of the ninth level of hell to put Zhang Chuanshi and his headless ghost body into hell.

……

A small storm disappeared without a trace.

Feng Du looked at Zhao Fusheng with bloodshot eyes, confusion revealed in his eyes.

Xie Jingsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Zhao Fusheng was extremely powerful and could control a three-eyed evil ghost, but the headless ghost's domain was special and everyone was affected to varying degrees. However, the fact that she easily dealt with the stone lion-headed ghost still made Xie Jingsheng feel more at ease.

Everyone's originally depressed mood cheered up a little, and even the fear was diluted a little by Wu Shaochun's anger.

Liu Yizhen put away the golden statue and moved closer to Wu Shaochun to look at it:
"A piece of skin is missing." Above Wu Shaochun's left ear, the evil spirit with the stone lion head shaved a piece of baldness the size of an egg.

He reached out to touch it from time to time, looking very angry.

Fan Wujiu asked:

"Will hair still grow out of this?"

"I'm not sure." Fan Bisi replied.

Liu Yizhen sighed:
"At such a young age, a ghost shaved his head."

Meng Po also said:

"Shaochun is an honest child, and he hasn't married yet—"

Everyone was talking at once, making Wu Shaochun feel annoyed and depressed.

He was originally the most honest person, but when he heard everyone talking, he couldn't help but have evil thoughts in his heart: It would be better if the barber ghost shaved off a corner of everyone's hair.

Everyone's hair was shaved like a bald head, so their heads were inconspicuous.

He said dejectedly:
"grown ups--"

Zhao Fusheng said seriously:

"Everyone needs to be vigilant in this ghostland."

Under such a ghost disaster, everyone's power was suppressed and the probability of dying from the backlash of the evil ghosts they controlled increased. The moment Wu Shaochun met the ghost, he only had a piece of hair shaved off instead of losing his life, because he reacted quickly and everyone rescued him in time.

"I think your hair will grow back." She did not laugh at Wu Shaochun, but comforted him:

"If it doesn't grow back, we can each cut a lock of your hair and make it into a fake sideburn, and stick it there."

She said:
"Outsiders can't see it, but it doesn't matter if our own people know it. It's common for ghost hunters to get injured while investigating cases."

Losing life is a common thing, but making a fool of yourself is not a bad thing.

Zhao Fusheng praised:
"I think this evil spirit has killed quite a few people." There were at least a hundred pieces of human skin stuck densely on the stone lion's head, like toilet paper posted on a wishing tree, which made people's scalps numb. "Shaochun reacted quickly and subdued the evil spirit in the first place. Losing a piece of hair is not a bad thing."

Wu Shaochun was originally very angry, but after hearing her say this, the grudge in his heart immediately disappeared.

His anger came and went quickly, and he said happily:

"Your Excellency is right. If this scar were on my face, I wouldn't mind."

Zhao Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief with an imperceptible degree of relief.

Feng Du raised his sore eyelids with great effort and gave Zhao Fusheng a strange look: She was very powerful and good at coaxing people, no wonder she could manage such capable subordinates and make them obey her and follow her through thick and thin.

Everyone also knows that jokes should be kept within limits.

After finishing the small talk, Zhao Fusheng looked at Feng Du:
"Master Feng, it was you who solved the headless ghost case back then—"

Before she finished her words, the ghost fog began to surge again, and a cold and gloomy aura came over again.

The situation in the capital is more serious than anyone imagined.

Zhao Fusheng and others have pieced together the truth of the Imperial Capital ghost case 58 years ago from many people, but those few words can never fully describe the chaotic situation at the time.

"Let's not delay on the road."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Just borrow Lao Zhang's ghost ship to lead the way."

Before his death, Zhang Chuanshi lit a "sky lantern". When his evil spirit revived after his death, the sky lantern remained lit and would never go out again.

This special ghost lantern has the effect of putting evil spirits into a 'deep sleep'.

After Dijing was attacked by a headless ghost, some ghost controllers of the Demon Suppression Bureau died, and the ghosts went out of control, running around in the ghost domain. Although Zhao Fusheng and his team were able to collect the ghosts with their cooperation, they were inevitably hindered as they collected ghosts all the way.

She thought for a while:

"Why don't we find the headless ghost first? After solving the problem, I will use the Yellow Spring Ghost Troupe to lure the ghosts here and trap them in my hell."

"Imperial Prison?" Feng Du glanced at her and then frowned:
"In that case, let's go directly to the Central Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Jingsheng showed a look of surprise:
"Lord Fengdu, the Central Palace is the residence of the Emperor."

Fengdu nodded:

"It is the residence of the emperor that may attract ghosts."

He waved his hand:
"We'll talk about the details as we go."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

She reopened the hell, and a heart-pounding black tide surged out. As her mind changed, the Yellow Springs Ghost Ship trapped in hell reappeared.

The lighting of sky lanterns dispelled the black fog.

Kuai Manzhou was about to beg the child to leave Huangquan, but as soon as the child raised his hand, Zhao Fusheng reached out and grabbed it:
"let me."

This battle in Shangyang County lasted for a long time and triggered many follow-up events, which have not been resolved to this day.

Most of the people's means were used up, and Kuai Manzhou used too much of the power of the evil ghost - although her ghosts could achieve a balance and naturally restrain each other, the death of Zhang Chuanshi still made Zhao Fusheng feel vaguely uneasy.

The little girl pouted her lips slightly and was about to speak when Zhao Fusheng said in a gentle voice:

"Take a rest first. We may need your help to subdue the headless ghost later."

After hearing her say this, the child hesitated for a while, and his stiffly raised hand fell back to his side.

She acquiesced to Zhao Fusheng's arrangement.

But the little girl's eyes were alert and kept falling on Zhao Fusheng from time to time. It was obvious that she was not really planning to rest.

Zhao Fusheng calmed himself down and then started the List of Gods.

The list slowly unfolded, and at the top of the list, the ghost and god position of Erlang Shen occupied the top spot, with all the gods listed below him.

She grabbed it with her mind, and the ghost order of the Sun-wandering God was held in her palm.

"Summon the Sun God!" She thought, and 3000 merit points were deducted immediately.

The fog in the sky began to become moist, and water slowly seeped out from the ground.

The ghost ship driven by Zhang Chuanshi silently crossed from hell to the surface of the water.

The Huangquan boatman had been marked by Zhu Guangling's footprints during his lifetime. As soon as the ghost boat entered the territory of the Sun-Drifting God, the boat was trapped in the ghost footprints and immediately spun in the water.

Investiture of the Gods Tip: The Yellow Springs boatman invites you on board.

This time Zhao Fusheng did not refuse. She jumped onto the ghost ship and signaled others to get on board as well.

As soon as the ghost ship was full of people, Zhang Chuanshi's ghost shadow flashed and was about to move towards Zhao Fusheng.

The Fan brothers hadn't even sat down firmly when they saw Zhang Chuanshi's move, and they grabbed Zhang Chuanshi's ghost from the left and right.

Although Zhao Fusheng had already warned Kuai Manzhou not to take action, clusters of ghost flowers were blooming on the ground. Guided by the ghost flowers, the Sun God walked towards the Liufu Gate and headed towards the Central Palace.

This place has become a ghost domain, with thick fog covering the sky and making it almost pitch dark. However, the sky lanterns lit by Zhang Chuanshi dispersed the fog, making it impossible for the ghosts to get close to this place, and they also turned a blind eye to the people covered by the "sky lanterns".

The ghost ship carried a group of people through the blockade of ghosts.

Seeing this scene, Fengdu's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly.

He yawned tiredly and said:

"58 years ago, I captured Rakshasa in the Central Palace." He was like a long-distance traveler who had not slept for a long time: "Xiao Xie said that it was the Central Palace, the residence of the emperor, but in fact, under the Central Palace, there was a special and very evil thing suppressed."