I become a god in another world

Chapter 580 Giving a Pen to Xu Yu
Chapter 580
Zhang Xiongwu's revenge involved many people and resulted in numerous bloody incidents.

Liu Huacheng's evil ghost revived, all the members of the Huangquan Opera Troupe died, and even his only surviving son Zhang Chuanshi lost his life in the end.

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Zhao Fusheng looked past Granny Xu and into the distance:
"In short, this person is extremely evil."

Granny Xu felt uneasy:

"Master Zang's descendants - did he expect this situation at the time?"

She said:

"At that time, Lord Zang was extremely powerful. I, I couldn't figure out his strength, but I was very afraid of him. If a person like him were to bring glory to future generations—"

Zhao Fusheng looked at her:

"The Zang family may become a terrible clan and control the Demon Suppression Department. Perhaps more Du Shengming cases will appear."

Perhaps it was because he personally experienced the entire Du Shengming case and witnessed the tragic situation of the Du family that had a certain influence on Zang Junji's later control of the Demon Suppression Bureau and the formulation of rules - this also indirectly caused the tragedy of Zang's descendants.

Every sip and every bite has its destiny.

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:
"But maybe there will be other opportunities. No one can predict what will happen. Maybe we have already walked this path and we always feel that the unknown path is better."

Zhao Fusheng's words were full of profound meaning. Granny Xu seemed to be thinking about it, but this was not the time for her to think about it carefully.

"What happened after Lady Du's ghost uterus and her twins were snatched away?"

After briefly talking about the fate of Zang's descendants, Zhao Fusheng did not continue to dwell on this topic, but returned to the original event.

Granny Xu calmed down:
"After he took the item, he passed through the 'Ghost Gate' and left this place."

As soon as she finished speaking, in order to prevent Zhao Fusheng from asking again, she simply said:

"I don't know where I can go after I leave this ghost door. Since the incident in Zhongdu, I have been guarding here and not going anywhere."

She didn't know that this was the tenth level of hell, nor did she know where the ghost gate of the tenth level of hell led to.

Any movement in the ghost realm will affect the entire body.

Zang Junji's warning was still fresh in her mind, so she didn't dare to investigate rashly.

"If you want to know, you have to leave through the Ghost Gate and investigate."

After talking for a long time, they finally mentioned the entrance to the tenth level of hell.

Except for Zhao Fusheng, everyone seemed to be in a complicated mood.

Perhaps it is because hell is so treacherous and dangerous. In the tenth level of hell, the fact that a powerful ghost rider like Grandma Xu is still alive and sane is a matter of great security in itself.

Xie Jingsheng actually had a vague idea of ​​not wanting to leave.

Staying here, even if you can't leave, you won't encounter dangerous ghost disasters again...

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he became alert.

The ghost rider is also a human being. Faced with such a ghost disaster, he was actually afraid and then lost his positive and enterprising spirit. Once this state of mind affects him, I am afraid he will never be able to make progress in his life.

Just when Xie Jingsheng was feeling uneasy, he heard Zhao Fusheng ask:

"Where is the gate of hell you mentioned?"

"I am in Changqiu Palace. I can open it for you."

Granny Xu said:

"But I have a request."

"Request?" Zhao Fusheng understood something when he heard her say that.

She and Granny Xu had not known each other for long, but through language communication, both sides had already gained a general understanding of each other's character and personality.

Granny Xu had suffered greatly at the hands of the Demon Suppression Division and did not necessarily trust them completely, but she was trapped here and had no other options.

After saying this, Granny Xu said:
"You can call it a request, but if you do me a favor, I'll accept your favor."

Her gaze slowly moved to the child sitting next to Zhao Fusheng, and her eyes revealed love and reluctance.

Granny Xu’s request speaks for itself.

The child, who had been sitting obediently at Zhao Fusheng's feet and had been peeking at Kuai Manzhou, noticed the strangeness in Grandma Xu's gaze. He seemed to realize something and suddenly stood up, trying to move closer to Grandma Xu.

Granny Xu scolded harshly:

"Don't come over here, just sit there."

The child was stunned for a moment by her drinking, then he was at a loss, with his legs half bent, standing stiffly in mid-air, but tears slowly welled up in his eyes.

Seeing that 'he' was about to cry, Granny Xu couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But she had a bad temper and was stubborn, so she couldn't say an apology, so she could only say with a sullen face:

"You are useless. Just stay with this master."

After drinking, Granny Xu softened her tone and looked at Zhao Fusheng:

"Sir, of course, no strangers can come to my place."

In hell, most people never return.

Granny Xu resisted the urge to leave, pulled her eyes away from the child, and stared at Zhao Fusheng:

"I have been talking to you for quite some time, and I feel that you all have clear eyes and no evil thoughts. You seem to be the most upright people."

She suppressed her emotions and tried to praise Zhao Fusheng and others.

But it was against her nature, and she was not quite comfortable saying it.

“You’ve seen my situation—” She sighed, “I’m trapped here, in total darkness.”

The so-called rising and setting of the sun is just the laws of the ghost realm that affect people's cognition.

In fact, the time in the Ghost Palace has been frozen at the time of the accident, so Grandma Xu will not grow old anymore, and the children raised by her will not grow up.

"I haven't done anything I promised Miss Du. I'm really ashamed—"

She talked on and on for a long time, rambling on and on, and never got back to the point.

In fact, the moment Zhao Fusheng met her eyes, he had already guessed what the old woman was planning.

She wanted to entrust the child to Zhao Fusheng and others.

It's one thing to think about it. Maybe it's because she has been dependent on this child for more than a hundred years and has developed feelings for him, so Granny Xu is reluctant to let him go.
It is also possible that the ghost palace is lonely, and having a child to accompany her can alleviate the loneliness. If the child is sent away, from then on, in the tenth level of hell, only Grandma Xu and the evil spirits will live together.

All these reasons were the obstacles that prevented her from speaking.

Zhao Fusheng seemed to have a very good understanding of what Grandma Xu was thinking, so she did not urge her.

Instead, after saying a lot of things, Granny Xu finally sighed:
"Master Lao listened to my nagging."

After she said this, she hesitated for a moment, gathered her courage, and finally made a decisive move:
"All good things must come to an end, Xu Yu——"

Granny Xu shouted.

Everyone had already guessed the child's identity, but when they heard Granny Xu call out the child's name, their eyes still flickered.

The child stood up straight suddenly.

Granny Xu suddenly realized:

"It's not Xu Yu, and the last name is not Xu..." She said, looking at Zhao Fusheng and forced a smile:
"Your Excellency should have guessed the identity of this child, right?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"The only blood left in the Du family, the daughter of the eldest daughter-in-law Jiang."

Granny Xu said:

"Yes, she is Lady Du's niece. The Du family has all died out, and only this one is left."

"Before the incident, she stayed in this palace with me and was also trapped in the ghost realm."

Before her death, Concubine Du begged Granny Xu to take care of her. In order to fulfill Concubine Du's last wish, Granny Xu was unwilling to send the child out of the palace.

Even if Zang Junji later returned to the ghost realm, she still refused to allow it.

She couldn't bear to leave her child and didn't trust the people from the Demon Suppression Division.

In the years that followed, she often regretted it.

With the company of her children, life in the ghost palace had more hope and more perseverance, which prevented her from going crazy due to loneliness. But as time went by, Granny Xu gradually became more anxious.

"I'm already this old, and I've experienced all sorts of ups and downs in my life," she said, "but the child is still young."

In the years that followed, she often regretted not letting Zang Junji take the child away.

She felt regretful at first, but then she gradually swore that if anyone else entered the ghost realm, she would entrust her child to them.

"She is still young. She should see the real scenery instead of staring at the broken palaces and tiles every day and dealing with evil spirits." Granny Xu said:
"I want her to see a real sunrise and breathe the air without the smell of gunpowder."

She smiled:

"I really should have handed her over to Zang Junji back then."

Granny Xu looked at Xu Yu lovingly.

"This time, that time."

Zhao Fusheng thought of what happened later and couldn't help saying:
"Giving the child to Zang Junji at that time might not have been the best outcome. Perhaps the child would have a different destiny in the future."

Her words made Granny Xu stunned for a moment, then her eyes flickered, as if a glimmer of hope had appeared in them:
"really?"

"Really." Zhao Fusheng nodded in agreement.

Granny Xu said:

"My Lord, do you mean that you are willing to help me get Xu and Du Yu out of this ghostland?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded again:
"This child has her own destiny. I am willing to take her out of hell for you."

She agreed so readily that it made Granny Xu suspicious:
"Are you lying to me?"

"What's the benefit of lying to you?" Zhao Fusheng laughed.

Granny Xu's expression was uncertain and she looked hesitant again.

Zhao Fusheng said:
"How about we leave now and you wait for the next wave of visitors?"

As soon as she said this, all of Grandma Xu's concerns were immediately dispelled:

"no!"

As soon as Granny Xu finished speaking, she saw a smile on Zhao Fusheng's face, and she suddenly became discouraged:

"Take it away, take it away, and leave me alone here."

As I spoke, I felt a little sad.

Seeing her like this, Fan Bisi said:

"Xu Yu has her own background. Our adult is a very good person. When she said she wanted to take the child away, she really meant it and would never lie to anyone."

He came forward to speak, which made Granny Xu raise her head. She stared at him blankly for a long while, then nodded in agreement:

"I'll listen to you."

After saying that, he shouted again

"Du Yu, Du Yu——"

The child was stunned and did not react to the word "Du Yu".

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Let's call him Xu Yu." She said:

"A surname is just a name. The Du family has long since died. This child has been with you since he was a child. He has spent much more time with you than in the Du family. Why would you go to such trouble to change his surname?"

Granny Xu said anxiously:

"After all, he is the root of the Du family. How could he take my last name? I was just in a hurry at the time and was just weighing the pros and cons—"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"You have already controlled ghosts. You are guarding the ghost domain and maintaining justice. Why do you care about these red tapes? You have protected her for nearly two hundred years. It is no problem for the child to follow your name and be called Xu Yu."

Seeing that Granny Xu was still hesitant, she continued:
"Besides, Xu Yu is the best name, and he has a bright future ahead of him."

Granny Xu felt relieved, but she said:

"Where did you start talking about this?"

"It's written with the Qiankun pen."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

Granny Xu was surprised:
"Qian Kun Bi?" She looked defensive:

"Zhang Yunzhong died in the palace, and Lord Zhang disappeared. The Qiankun Pen might have been left in Yongxiang," she suddenly said.

"Have you been to Yong Lane? How did you escape?"

She asked two questions in a row.

Zhao Fusheng did not answer, but sank into hell with his consciousness, took out the Qiankun Pen trapped in hell, and held it in his hand.

As soon as the ghost pen came into her hand, it showed signs of a ghost reviving.

But as soon as it moved, Zhao Fusheng was shrouded in the shadow of hell, and the Divine Consciousness of Feng also moved, suggesting that Zhao Fusheng could use his merit points to suppress the Ghost Pen.

As the merit points were deducted, the money lay quietly in her hand.

When Granny Xu saw the Qiankun Pen, she was shocked.

She herself was also an extraordinary ghost rider, so she could naturally sense the power of the ghost pen.

Seeing the ghost pen lying obediently in Zhao Fusheng's palm, she couldn't help but exclaimed:

"You—this is truly a Qiankunbi—"

After she finished shouting, she couldn't help but say:
"But what are you doing with the Qiankun Pen?"

Zhao Fusheng ignored her and just turned to look at the child beside him:
"Xu Yu, do you like this pen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Granny Xu couldn't sit still anymore:
"How can this thing be given away so casually?"

If an ordinary person has anything to do with ghosts, it would be considered unlucky.

Granny Xu is not an ordinary person, and neither is Xu Yu.

Moreover, the Qiankun Pen is different from ordinary evil objects. It is a magical object used by ghost riders at the level of pre-Ming kings and generals, and can know things in the past and future.

Grandma Xu was already very shocked when Zhao Fusheng took out the money. She now summoned Xu Yu with the money, implying that she wanted to give such an important thing to the child.

This couldn't help but shock Grandma Xu.

She looked at Liu Yizhen and the others. After a brief moment of surprise, they calmed down and looked at the scene in front of them as if it was not that strange.

"It's too, too expensive—" Granny Xu murmured.

As she spoke, she couldn't help feeling surprised and happy.

In such a chaotic world, for a lonely child like Xu Yu who has no ability to protect himself, relying on others for care for a long time is not a long-term solution.

If she could have such a rare item in her hands, she would surely grow up to be as famous as Zhang Yunzhong in the future.

Only after becoming a ghost rider - and a high-level one at that - will Xu Yu have a future.

Granny Xu stared at the Qiankun pen, her lips trembling slightly as she kept saying:
"This, this is too expensive. She's just a child—"

But she did not use a strong attitude to stop Xu Yu from reaching out to take it.

With a very complicated thought in her mind, she looked at Zhao Fusheng and whispered to the child:

"Do you like this pen?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at the child.

Even though she hadn't communicated with anyone for nearly two hundred years, the child still understood what she meant.

Xu Yu hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Grandma Xu.

Grandma Xu's eyes were sore.

But after becoming a ghost rider - especially the evil ghost she rode was able to control fire, she had long lost the ability to shed tears.

She hesitated for a while and said in a trembling voice:
"When the master asks you whether you like the money or not, just tell him."