I become a god in another world

Chapter 557 Entering Zhongdu
Chapter 557

Feng Du did not notice Xie Jingsheng's uneasiness, he continued:

"Above me, there are emperor-level beings. You have experienced the power of emperor-level generals."

Even though the emperor was buried with only half of his body, and even though his strength was weakened after being divided, it was still enough to suppress the plaque of the Demon Suppression Bureau and make the ghost riders who came and went in the imperial capital hibernate.

It can frighten Jia Yi, Lingzhu, Fengdu and other people who control the old ghost and prevent them from acting rashly.

"Similarly, the stronger the power, the more we fear its resurrection."

If a ghost like the Emperor General were to revive, the harm he would cause would be enough to overthrow the entire dynasty.

Zhao Fusheng and everyone in Wan'an County thought of the ghost eye and nodded in unison.

Fengdu Road:
"So when the emperor was buried, we built a ghost town to suppress it."

The founding emperor of the Han Dynasty was the first person to govern the city.

"My ghost domain is the ghost that guards the city." Feng Du explained with a smile: "My ghosts are passed down from generation to generation. They choose the ghost rider themselves. When the previous ghost rider dies, they choose the next successor."

When Xie Jingsheng heard this, he recalled his previous conversation with Zhao Fusheng and his heart was moved.

"Will evil spirits also choose ghost riders?"

Liu Yizhen asked curiously. He thought of Liu Huacheng and wondered if he would be willing to be controlled by Zhao Fusheng after his master died?

Feng Du gave him a meaningful look:
"Young man, don't you understand?"

Liu Yizhen prided himself on being smart and able to draw inferences from many things, but when Feng Du finished speaking, he looked confused and scratched his head:

"I really don't understand."

"The ghosts that are passed down from generation to generation are no longer the original ghosts."

Fengdu seems to have a good temper and personality, which is completely different from the cold and cruel appearance of the ghost rider:
"When a person dies, everything is over. A resurrected ghost may still retain its appearance in life, but once it is controlled by someone, its original characteristics will be erased." He looked at Zhao Fusheng:
"Look at the Zhu Guangling you are driving."

His words made everyone tremble with fear, and they immediately understood what he meant - it was not the ghosts who chose Fengdu, but the people who controlled ghosts; and the successor he chose later was also chosen by him, not the real ghosts.

Once Fengdu dies, he will merge with the evil spirit he controls. When the ghost he controls is mentioned again, the previous name will be erased, and the new name of the evil spirit will be "Fengdu".

It was not until Feng Du's death that the existence of the previous Ghost Rider was truly erased.

When Liu Yizhen heard this, he immediately became anxious:

"Fusheng, after we return to Wan'an County from the Imperial Capital, let's just take care of my grandfather's business first."

Although death is the end of everything, Liu Yizhen still couldn't accept that one day all traces of his grandfather's existence in the world would disappear, leaving only some records in the files.

The Liu family had long since fallen into decline, with their descendants scattered. A hundred years later, I wonder if there is still anyone who will burn incense, candles, and paper money for Liu Huacheng?
When he was alive, he was able to maintain the sacrifices and allow Liu Huacheng to receive some incense.

But the ghost rider is unlikely to have any descendants, and his actions may result in life or death, so if he dies, Liu Huacheng's incense will be cut off.

However, Zhao Fusheng's promise gave him a glimmer of hope.

If Liu Huacheng were ever to be canonized as a god, he would receive incense and worship from the people - even if Liu Yizhen died, he would not have to worry about no one worshipping his master in the future.

"it is good."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

After she agreed, Meng Po also became anxious:

"Fusheng, my Yishu——"

Meng Po was in a hurry and her words were not clear, but they had been together for a long time and they understood each other's thoughts. Zhao Fusheng also knew what Meng Po was thinking.

She promised:
"Shen Yishu and Sun Shaoyin have special rules. This case has a great impact. Once we finish the matter at hand, we will continue to investigate." She frowned and said:
"Zhang Xiongwu's mind has long been twisted, and he has become neither human nor ghost—"

At this point, she suddenly remembered a key thing:
"Do you think Zhang Xiongwu has returned to the present?"

Her words shocked everyone.

Fan Bisi's breathing was rapid, his heartbeat quickened by two beats, and he said:

"My lord, it seems that he has also been marked by the law of reincarnation."

During the battle of Longyang County, Zhao Fusheng used the power of his ghost arm to snatch Sun Shaoyin's ghost head.

As soon as he grabbed Sun Shaoyin's ghost head, Zhao Fusheng immediately pointed it at the paper man Zhang and marked him instantly.

Sun Shaoyin's law is reincarnation. After being marked, the three-eyed ghost will return to two key time points in the past: one is the time when the case occurred in Guanjiang County, and the other is the death of Zhang Chuanshi's mother and sister.

If Paper Man Zhang was also marked by the law of reincarnation at that time, would he also be trapped in the cycle of time?
For Zhang Xiongwu, the major turning point in his life should be the death of his wife and daughter.

When everyone heard Zhao Fusheng mention this, they recalled the scene in the old Zang family ancestral hall and a chill slowly climbed up their backs.

"I felt that something was wrong when I saw Zang Xiongwu at Lao Zhang's house earlier."

Wu Shaochun said:

"I seemed to see him holding a lantern."

Fan Wujiu nodded quickly and said:
"I saw it too."

However, time was running out and no one spoke. He did not dare to speak casually, for fear that he had made a mistake in his panic.

"I feel like a paper man too."

Meng Po also said.

Everyone spoke out one after another.

Zhao Fusheng sighed:
"Then it's not blurry eyes."

"If Paper Man Zhang could return to the present, he should understand who the real murderer of his wife and daughter is." Liu Yizhen frowned:

"Everything has a cause and effect. Why did he do this?"

Everyone was not paper, so they had no way of answering his questions.

Zhao Fusheng was silent for a while, then continued:
"The truth about Paper Man Zhang will come to light one day. This man has committed many evil deeds, and I will catch him one day!"

She narrowed her eyes, a dark light flashed in them, and her expression became sharp:

"Otherwise, leaving him in this world will eventually lead to greater disasters!"

After saying this, she no longer wanted to keep the topic on Paper Man Zhang.

Things have to be done one by one, and when solving a ghost case, one must first look at the difficult issues at hand.

"Master Feng, you haven't finished talking about the Divine Prison yet."

"There's nothing much to say, except that my ghosts usually form a ghost domain, which is trapped in Zhongdu, and the emperor sits on it to guard the ghost gate."

Feng Du blinked his dry eyes:

“But in recent years, the situation has not been very good.”

Zhao Fusheng stared into his eyes:

"Did anything happen in the meantime?"

Fengdu nodded:

"I'm getting more and more sleepy." He explained the reason in one sentence.

Xie Jingsheng mentioned that the evil ghost in Fengdu was in a special situation. When he was awake, the evil ghost's state was stable. Once Fengdu fell asleep, the evil ghost would revive.

He was one of the main guards of the Zhongdu God's Tomb. Zhao Fusheng guessed:

"Did you take a nap?"

Feng Du responded softly: "Yeah."

Zhao Fusheng plucked up the courage to guess again:
"Something is lost in the God's Tomb."

"Not bad." Feng Du sighed:
"Half of the Emperor's ghost body was disintegrated."

This speculation was already expected by everyone.

"The human brain and facial features have extraordinary power. When evil spirits are revived after death, these things are also evil." In order to ensure safety, the emperor retained the head and facial features when splitting himself, and these were sealed into the tomb along with the remaining body of the evil spirits.

"But forty years ago, after Zang Xiongshan took charge of Shangyang County, he actually got a ghost eye."

This is a very serious problem. There is no need to say anything more, everyone knows the seriousness of the problem.

……

Feng Du was also silent for a while, his eyes fixed on the front of the ghost ship. After a while, he heard rhythmic breathing sounds from his nostrils: Hu——Hu——

The ghost ship was surrounded by thick fog at some point, and the heavy rain stopped at some point, and Zhu Guangling disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment. She looked up and saw the faint shadow of a city wall appearing in the distant sky.

Without hesitation, she reached out and patted Feng Du's shoulders twice:

"Wake up."

"Hmmmm--not asleep, awake."

Feng Du's eyes were still not clear, but he responded instinctively.

As Fengdu spoke, the ghost domain that had just formed collapsed, the sound of rustling rain fell, and the shadows of the surrounding city walls faded.

But right in front of everyone, a towering city appeared in the darkness.

"Mr. Feng, wake up again."

When Wu Shaochun saw the shadow of the city, he couldn't help but reach out and pat Fengdu.

Xie Jingsheng said:

"No need to shout, this is the Central Palace City."

While everyone was talking, they arrived at the Central Palace City.

Zhu Guangling could not move forward any further.

The evil ghost was still moving forward and the rain was flowing down, but in front of the ghost, there seemed to be an invisible barrier that blocked its progress.

Zhang Chuanshi’s ghost ship also began to spin in place, unable to move forward.

Zhao Fusheng signaled everyone to get off the boat.

As soon as everyone stood up, murderous aura surged from Zhang Chuanshi's body, and a suction force felt under everyone's feet, pinning them firmly on the boat, preventing them from leaving.

With the power of Feng Du, Xie Jingsheng, Meng Po and others, they can forcibly destroy the ship and leave.

The one who can control the ghost ship is Zhang Chuanshi.

Meng Po and others naturally would not take action, and Feng and Xie were not in a hurry to leave because of Zhao Fusheng's face.

Zhao Fusheng moved his legs and felt his feet were sealed.

She changed her mind and opened the ninth level of hell.

However, she was not in a hurry to send Zhang Chuanshi to hell. Instead, she sank her consciousness into hell and fished out a coin from it.

She held a special ghost coin in her hand and then handed it to Zhang Chuanshi.

Money can make the world go round.

The moment Zhang Chuanshi received the money, he loosened his control over everyone.

Everyone stepped lightly and got off the boat one by one.

After everyone left, Zhang Chuanshi was the only one left on the boat, and the ghost coin had disappeared.

The boatman steered the boat slowly into hell and finally disappeared.

Zhao Fusheng invited Zhu Guangling back to the shrine and looked forward:

"Zhu Guangling cannot enter, we will walk into the city."

After she finished speaking, everyone responded.

The city gate was not far away, about ten feet away, and there was no sign of life at this time.

A special ghost area has been formed with Zhongdu City as its center. Through the open city gate, it is pitch black inside, like a cave leading to an unknown abyss.

The cave was quiet, with no cold wind or evil spirits, but it gave people a feeling of extreme depression.

Zhao Fusheng stood in front of the city gate, feeling the same nervousness as when he first entered the Confucius Temple after being reborn.

But it's not what it used to be.

In the beginning, she had nothing and might even be attacked by evil spirits at any time - now, she has activated the List of Gods, opened the Nine Layers of Hell, and controlled many ghosts and gods, even with the presence of Erlang Shen. She has the courage to enter even the Zhongdu God's Tomb.

She was silent for a moment, then waved her hand:

"go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she took the lead and walked into the city.

Kuai Manzhou held her hand tightly and entered the ghost realm without any hesitation.

After that came Meng Po, Wu Shaochun and others, and Xie Jingsheng also followed in. Feng Du smiled, and his figure faded away on the spot, turned into black mist, merged with the surrounding city walls, and disappeared on the spot.

……

As soon as Zhao Fusheng entered the ghost realm, before he could even raise his eyes to look at the surrounding situation, he sensed a cold corpse wrapped around his feet.

The people from Wan'an County, Xie Jingsheng and Feng Du appeared one after another. The ghost area inside the city and outside the city were two different scenes.

The place where everyone was located was an extremely wide and long street, which was circular and surrounded the central city.

At the other end of the street is a wide and long staircase.

Looking up from the angle where everyone was standing, it seemed as if countless stairs were interspersed with the houses in the city, surrounding the Zhongdu Palace City, and enclosing the imperial city on the top of the building like a moon surrounded by stars.

The top of the hall in the center was lit at this time, and the light was always on, illuminating the entire inner city.

Even though the Zhongdu Imperial City was a long distance away from where everyone was, the light in the darkness still brought a faint illumination to the group.

With the light of the fire, everyone felt a little calmer.

Zhao Fusheng looked down at his feet. The ground and the city wall were covered in blood, and several headless corpses were lying on the ground.

Several pale heads rolled to the ground, their faces still showing the confusion and fear they had in life.

These headless corpses were dressed in police uniforms, which were neater than those of ordinary yamen runners, and they had big swords on their waists, indicating their identities when they were alive.

"The headless ghost has entered the capital." As Zhao Fusheng spoke, he reached out to touch the blood remaining on the wall.

Some of the thin blood had already dried, but when she rubbed the thick part with her fingers, she still felt sticky:
"We're not too late."

After she finished speaking, she looked towards Fengdu:

"Where is the entrance to the God's Tomb?"

Xie Jingsheng was a little nervous and said:

"Aren't we dealing with the headless ghost?"

Zhao Fusheng ignored him, but Feng Du understood what she meant:
"In Chongde Hall," he said.

"That was the main palace of the emperors of all dynasties. We were trapped there back then."

"Trapped?" Wu Shaochun asked curiously.

Fengdu nodded:

"After the incident, the people from the Demon Suppression Division retreated to the Central Palace and guarded the Chongde Hall, the emperor, and the court officials."

The situation of the headless ghost is special. After the evil ghost was resurrected, it quickly reached the calamity level by killing people and ghost controllers.

But there are many ghost riders in Dijing, and many of them are not completely powerless.

It's just that the Law of the Headless Ghost is to kill evil ghosts, and it has a deterrent effect on ghosts - the most troublesome thing is that many people are afraid to act rashly, fearing that it will disrupt the balance of the imperial capital and cause the evil ghosts in the Zhongdu God's Tomb to revive, which would be a big problem.

"So we were—"

When Feng Du said this, a blank look appeared on his face:
"I don't remember what we planned at the time, I only know that in the end Uncle Xie led the ghost and took it into the ghost realm--"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Jingsheng seemed to realize something:
"It looks like we've arrived at the perfect time."

Sorry guys, I’ve been having a serious writer’s block lately…