I become a god in another world

Chapter 582: Ten Layers of Hell
Chapter 582

After saying this, Granny Xu looked at Zhao Fusheng with a deliberately provocative look:
"Master Fusheng, do you have this ability?"

Her eyes were defiant, but her tightly pursed lips still revealed her inner uneasiness.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes were deep, and after a while she smiled slightly:
"If I can take this Zhongdu ghostland away, I may have to trouble you, Granny Xu, to continue guarding the gate of the tenth level of hell for me."

She has just reached the ninth level of hell. If she could get the tenth level of hell as a gift, it would be a great thing for Zhao Fusheng.

According to the rules of the List of Gods and Ghosts and Hell, when she opens the List of Gods and Ghosts again, she needs 20 merit points respectively.

If he could conquer the tenth level of hell in Zhongdu Ghost Realm, not only would he save a large amount of merit points, but he would also be able to gain the help of Granny Xu, who was guarding the Ghost Gate.

"It doesn't matter where you guard it." When Granny Xu heard this, her eyes lit up, but she pretended not to care and said:

"It's too early to say those things, can you do it?"

Zhao Fusheng is eager to try:
"Whether it works or not, we'll know once we give it a try, but I have something to say in advance, Granny Xu, if you guard the gate of hell for me, I'll have to ask you to help me in the future—"

Working on ghost cases is extremely dangerous.

If we can have more help, we will have more hope of survival.

Granny Xu smiled and said:
"You helped me take Ah Yu away, and gave her such a great gift, and you also helped me take her away—" Her eyes fell on the Fan brothers, and she swallowed the rest of the words back into her stomach, and continued:
"As long as I can help, what does it matter if I'm at your service?"

Once both parties had reached an agreement, Zhao Fusheng no longer hesitated.

She only knew how to open the levels of hell, but had never tried to directly enter a level of hell.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng tried to activate the power of hell with his divine thoughts.

The strange shadow slowly spread across the Changqiu Palace like a tide. The black tide of the shadow avoided where Granny Xu was standing, and in an instant, it covered the surroundings of the Changqiu Palace tightly.

The black shadow climbed up the wall, covered the top of the palace, and then drilled out through the palace door and the gap in the roof.

The prompt that the seal in the sea of ​​consciousness was successfully completed did not sound, and the hope in Zhao Fusheng's heart gradually cooled.

"Is it possible that borrowing the power of hell from others is not a good idea?" She thought to herself.

As hell covered a wider area, Zhao Fusheng gradually felt that he was unable to cope with the situation.

The black shadow has spread to almost half of Zhongdu’s ghost domain, but even so, it is still just an accommodating ghost domain rather than completely opening up a new level.

There are still tough battles to be fought later.

Just when Zhao Fusheng was about to stop, Granny Xu lost her patience - she suddenly stood up and walked into the shadow.

After this stop, the black shadow was about to retreat, but Granny Xu followed closely.

Soon, the evil spirit of hell gradually climbed up Grandma Xu's body like a strange vine, leaving mottled marks on her body.

At the same time, a reminder from the List of Gods rang out in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness: He sensed that the lord of a ghost realm was willing to enter your hell and guard the tenth ghost gate for you.

Do you agree to accept it?

Zhao Fusheng was overjoyed and said without hesitation: Yes!

As soon as she finished speaking, black fog rolled up in the List of Gods.

The Ghost List slowly emerged, but this time Zhao Fusheng vaguely saw that behind the Ghost List there seemed to be a shadow slowly rising into the air.

The shadow was unfathomable, like a towering mountain, and its shape was strange like a monument.

Just glimpsing the tip of the iceberg was enough to frighten Zhao Fusheng.

This feeling of panic is particularly different.

She handled ghost cases and had dealt with all kinds of evil spirits, so she had long lost her initial fear of ghosts.

But Zhao Fusheng felt as if he was being crushed just by sensing the existence of this special shadow.

The shadow seemed to turn into a heavy mountain, which she carried on her shoulders, causing her to feel a heavy pressure.

Gloomy, cold, and heavy - this heaviness does not refer to the weight of power, but a kind of heavy pressure on people, as if all the greatest sorrows, evils, goodness, and responsibilities in the world are gathered into one and imposed on her.

Zhao Fusheng was horrified.

At the same time, she felt a dull pain in the back of her waist.

The pain penetrated deep into her bones, and she remembered the ghost whip thrown by Zang Xiongshan when he transformed into the god Erlang Zhen during the ghost case in Shangyang County.

The power of the ghost whip can disintegrate evil ghosts. Even if she is a ghost rider, as long as she is not dead, she is only relying on the power of ghosts, not the bodies of ghosts and gods. Even the two ghosts who have been appointed as door gods were in danger of being knocked off the list of ghosts and gods after being whipped by Zang Xiongshan.

But when she was hit by the whip, she only felt a slight sting.

At that time, Zhao Fusheng was at the critical moment of life and death. Although he had doubts in his heart, he had no time to care about other things. He guessed that perhaps the evil spirit's law of giving first and taking later played a wonderful role.

Don’t deceive yourself anymore!
At that time, there was clearly a force blocking her back, shielding her from Zang Xiongshan's fatal blow.

But in this world - to be more precise, no one in this world would risk his life to save her. The only one who would save her is the ghost she controls.

The ghost had marked her and would never allow her to die at the hands of another ghost.

Among the ghosts she controls, the beggar ghosts and the ghosts that give first and take later are the evil ghosts that truly belong to her and are under her control.

The other big ghosts were not subdued by her own power.

The list of gods!
This thought flooded into Zhao Fusheng's consciousness, and many clues that she had subconsciously ignored in the past now clearly appeared in her mind.

The Investiture of the Gods may also be a ghost.

It is not an ordinary ghost, but a ghost that can suppress ghosts and create order and laws.

……

Many chaotic thoughts flashed through Zhao Fusheng's mind. She got goose bumps on her back, but she remained calm on the surface.

The strange ghost monument appeared for a moment, and then slowly disappeared.

The reminder of the Investiture of the Gods sounded in her mind: She was originally a palace maid in the late Han Dynasty, but she had experienced many ups and downs.

She has great luck and will always be able to survive from death.

He can survive floods in his early years, and can turn a deadly situation into a good one when he enters the palace.

Remind the host that she has a special destiny and the people she protects will have two endings.

Either die or live.

Host, which one do you choose?

……

She has experienced two dynasties, two ghost emperors, and one hell, and can guard the ghost gate twice.

She is a special person who can suppress the gates of hell with her living body.

Remind the host that the gate of hell she guards is not just for defense against ordinary evil spirits.

She has a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment. She wants those she loves to live and those she hates to die.

If you do her a favor, she will die for you.

……

Congratulations to the host for opening the tenth level of hell.

The tenth level of hell can imprison disaster-level ghosts, suppress calamity-level ghosts, and deter calamity-level ghosts.

There is no room for two ghosts in one prison.

Wherever the tenth-level hell goes, evil spirits above the calamity level will actively avoid it.

Note: Granny Xu has extraordinary power, and any evil spirits at the robbery level trapped within her may be restrained by her.

Hell and the List of Gods have reached a balance. Congratulations to the host for further controlling the List of Gods. Please reshape the rules as soon as possible.

The road to becoming a god is long and arduous.

Hell is empty, evil spirits are in the world.

Remind the host to deify the big ghost as a god as soon as possible and send all the ghosts into reincarnation.

Remind the host to establish his own order and laws as soon as possible and rebuild hell. …

The prompt sound of the Investiture of the Gods slowly disappeared. Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes and saw that Granny Xu was covered with a dark, vine-like shadow.

A vague ghost monument appeared above Grandma Xu's body, and countless shrines appeared above the ghost monument. The ghosts and gods enshrined in the niches looked down upon all living beings coldly from above.

Just as Zhao Fusheng was feeling somewhat horrified, the scene before him suddenly disappeared without a trace like a mirage.

She blinked and looked at Grandma Xu again, but saw that there was no strange black vine shadow on her body, and there was no ghost monument above Grandma Xu's body.

Everything seemed to be just her illusion.

"what happened?"

Meng Po noticed the change in Zhao Fusheng's expression and asked cautiously.

Zhao Fusheng looked at everyone, and they were all looking at her worriedly.

If everyone had seen the shadow of the ghost monument before, their eyes would not be like that.

You can't see the ghost monument that houses countless shrines.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhao Fusheng shook his head calmly:

"fine."

After she finished speaking, Fan Bisi couldn't help but said anxiously:

"Sir, Granny Xu--"

"Success."

Zhao Fusheng put it succinctly:

"Mother Xu can leave here later."

"That's great!" Fan Bisi, who was always calm and mature, couldn't help but cheer when he heard this.

It was rare for him to show such childish behavior, and Granny Xu also showed a look of satisfaction on her face.

"Now that the matter here is settled, I can show you a way forward."

She looked at Xu Yu lovingly, then her eyes fell on the two brothers Fan Bisi, and finally glanced around:
"follow me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the palace gate.

Everyone followed her and after two steps, the situation on the ground gradually changed.

At some point, blue-black smoke began to rise from the ground, ghost smoke slowly rose, and red light emerged from the ground. The originally hard ground seemed like magma that was about to melt.

The heat was rising.

But before anyone could feel the scorching flames, the dark, old palace disappeared.

Everyone's eyes blurred, and when they looked around, they saw the familiar long corridor and a dome supported by several huge pillars.

"grown ups--"

Wu Shaochun's eyes turned, as if he discovered something. He pointed and called Zhao Fusheng.

The group turned around and saw a gap under the window pillar of the hall - that was the mark that Kuai Manzhou had made with the ghost coffin nails when they entered the first level of hell.

Found the gate of hell.

Granny Xu smiled and looked at everyone:

"How do we proceed from now on? I don't think you need me to lead you anymore, right?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Granny Xu gave her a deep look:
"I promised Zang Junji that I would not step out of this ghost gate." Even though the tenth level of hell that she manages has now been conquered by Zhao Fusheng, Granny Xu is a person who values ​​her promises and will not easily cross the line.

"You can walk the rest of the way by yourselves. If you need anything, just call me, old lady."

When Xu Yu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The child and Kuai Manyu were originally holding Zhao Fusheng's hands on either side. At this time, they let go of Zhao Fusheng's hands and wanted to come over to pull Grandma Xu.

But Granny Xu backed away and scolded her with a stern face:
"What an ignorant girl." She had a serious face, and the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth made her look a little cunning and mean. She didn't look easy to get along with:

"You have mastered such a great thing as the Qiankun Pen, and you have a bright future ahead of you. You didn't promise Zang Junji to guard the ghost realm, so why are you staying here?"

She looked impatient:

"Lady Fusheng is a good person. If you follow her, you will have a bright future."

The child refused to obey, showing a stubborn look on her face, and tried to pull her back. Granny Xu stepped back again and shouted angrily:

"What a shameless little girl, why are you bothering me so much? I promised Lady Du to take care of you, and I've been doing it for a hundred or two hundred years. How can I stop now? Let me take a break, walk, walk, and don't bother me."

When Xu Yu heard this, tears welled up in his eyes and he put his hand back with fear.

When Granny Xu saw her crying, she felt a little regretful.

Zhao Fusheng sighed:
"Why did you yell at her?" After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and glanced at Xu Yu:
"Don't cry anymore after crying now," she wiped Xu Yu's tears:

"Granny Xu just hopes that you are well. Let's move on now. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will meet again—"

Xu Yu looked up at her, tears glistening in his eyes:
"W-when?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at the child and finally said hesitantly:

"For us, it may not be long."

Her tone was strange, and adults like Grandma Xu could hear it - combined with the clues from previous conversations, everyone had already heard the meaning behind her words. Xie Jingsheng had already guessed her plan, and when he looked at Xu Yu, there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

Only the innocent and simple children could not understand the hidden meaning of adults, and just thought that they would meet again soon.

The child had a short memory and happily took Zhao Fusheng's hand again, and nodded at Grandma Xu with a smile.

Although Granny Xu felt sad, she couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw the child like this.

She slowly retreated several feet, and after retreating, a shadow suddenly appeared under Grandma Xu's feet and quickly swallowed her up.

The reminder sound of the Conferred God List sounded in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness:

The guardian of the tenth level of hell returns to the List of Gods!
The shadow disappeared without a trace.

With the disappearance of Granny Xu, the temperature in this ghost city, which was originally unbearably hot, suddenly became chilly; the smoky smell from the burning fire that filled the air also disappeared.

Those broken palace walls and collapsed houses were like a torn scroll, disappearing one by one before everyone's eyes.

Zhao Fusheng turned his head decisively:
"let's go!"

Everyone returned along the 'original route' and after walking for a while, they saw the familiar entrance of Chongde Hall.

When they returned to the correct gate of hell, they couldn't help but feel as if they were in another world.

Before entering the door, Xie Jingsheng was still in a state of fear:
"Fusheng, if we push the door again, we will enter the eleventh level of the ghost realm—"

The deeper you go into the ghost realm, the more dangerous it becomes.

"If we go so deep inside, will we be able to escape?" He said pessimistically:

"I have lived for decades, but I haven't lived enough. I don't want to die here."

Liu Yizhen glanced at him:
"You can't die even if you want to. If you follow Fusheng, how can he cheat you?"

His confident expression made Xie Jingsheng a little confused:

"Liu family boy, what do you mean by that? Why are you so confident?"

Liu Yizhen frowned, hesitating to speak, and looked at him with a strange look for a long time, until Xie Jingsheng was a little angry, he said:
"Mr. Xie, please take a look at Xu Yu, who is being led by Fusheng."

He shook his head:
"Our Lord Lingsi of Wan'an County looks honest and sincere on the outside, but he has many twists and turns in his heart."

Xie Jingsheng found that he could not understand the implicit meaning.

He prided himself on being smart and able to draw inferences from everything, but at this moment, perhaps because of fear, his thoughts got into a dead end:

"Where did you get this from? Xu Yu, what happened to her? A yellow-level general—"