I become a god in another world

Chapter 591 Awakening the Capital
Chapter 591

"..." After hearing these words, Xie Jingsheng figured out the whole story.

He thought he had no way to escape today. It was easy to enter the gate of hell but difficult to exit, especially in the seventeenth level of hell, where he had to face terrifying ghost generals like Zang Junji.

But they didn't expect that after all the trouble and hardships they had gone through to get here, they actually entered the ghost realm of Fengdu.

"So how can we escape now?"

Chen Duozi asked.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"To untie a bell, you need someone to tie it."

Everyone will leave the same way they came in.

"Wake up Fengdu?"

Liu Yizhen's eyes lit up and he said something.

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

I thought I had reached a desperate situation, but unexpectedly I found a way out of danger and the way out of the seventeen levels of hell was so simple.

Everyone's eyes lit up and their expressions became excited.

Fan Bisi was the happiest among the crowd.

This trip to Zhongdu 58 years ago accidentally revealed his and Fan Wujiu's life stories (suspected, but not yet confirmed), which should have been a happy occasion, but the ghost mother's goal was to kill the two brothers, which made him very nervous.

In addition to his joy, he also had doubts:

"Sir, but how do we wake Fengdu up?"

It is not difficult to wake up a sleeping person, but the difficulty lies in where is Fengdu at this moment?
After Fan Bisi asked this, everyone's mood sank again.

Zhao Fusheng turned his gaze to Xu Yu, who was being held by Chen Duozi's hand:

"Does anyone know where the seal of the Qiankun Pen is?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Yu's palm moved - under the blood light, a strange, blood-oozing pen slowly appeared in her palm.

The ghost pen was shaking all over, and blood was gushing out.

But when the ghost pen appeared, he couldn't help but start writing furiously:
'After searching everywhere for something, I finally found it without any effort - Jigu -'

"The one who tied the bell must untie it. Back then - Jigu, Jigu -"

After writing the word "back then", the blood in the Qiankun pen flowed faster and more urgently.

This made Wu Shaochun worry that it would bleed to death.

The strangeness of the ghost pen proves that it is referring to an unspeakable existence. Zang Junji's name is like a forbidden zone for a special and strange object like the Qiankun Pen.

However, because the Qiankun Pen is used to "predict and divine" the future, it is inevitable that it will mention some special existences, which is tantamount to blasphemy against ghosts and gods. The offense to the gods will be backfired by the laws of the big ghosts.

As everyone watched in fear, Qiankunbi paused for a moment, and finally gave up:
'Back then, before his evil spirit was about to revive and completely lose control, he was attacked by -' Before he could finish writing, there was a crisp sound of 'click'.

Xu Yu exclaimed softly:
"what--"

Zhao Fusheng looked closely and saw that the pen shaft had cracked in the middle for some reason, and a small piece of the broken pen body pierced into Xu Yu's finger.

Blood flowed out, and the broken end of the pen shaft was like a small mouth, swallowing up all the blood.

In a moment, the broken pen was restored to its original state.

"..."

Zhao Fusheng frowned.

The Qiankun Pen already belongs to Xu Yu. This thing is extremely evil and often offends forbidden areas.

If the Great Ghost Law is involved, the Ghost Pen itself will suffer backlash.

Judging from its appearance, after the backlash, its owner will be implicated.

She looked at the young Xu Yu and felt complicated.

Meng Po was old and thoughtful, and her mind was always on Zhao Fusheng. As soon as she saw Zhao Fusheng's expression, Meng Po guessed what was in her mind.

But now is not the time to comfort Zhao Fusheng.

Meng Po calmed down, bent down and patted Xu Yu on the shoulder:

"Little girl, are you okay?"

Among the crowd, Meng Po was the oldest and gave Xu Yu a very friendly feeling. When she heard Meng Po's concerned question, she looked up at Meng Po and smiled:

"It's nothing, just a small cut."

After saying that, she spread out her hands for everyone to see:
"There's not a trace of it left."

The strange object caused considerable damage, but Xu Yu's palm was protected by the door god's mark, so the Qiankun pen did not cause much damage to her.

When Zhao Fusheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

She felt something in her heart and looked at Meng Po. The two exchanged a tacit look, and there was relief in their eyes.

After the Qiankun Pen absorbed Xu Yu's blood to repair itself, it did not change its nature and continued to write:

'After being exiled, he was trapped in the seventeen levels of hell.'

'When the evil spirit revived, the power to control the ghost realm was handed over to the successor.'

'In the 189th year of the Han Dynasty, the people of Wan'an County's Demon Suppression Division and the Jin general Xie Jingsheng of the Han Dynasty came to the Zhongdu Ghost Domain together.'

Xie Jingsheng was unhappy when he saw this:
"What do you mean? When you mentioned the names of people from Wan'an County just now, you didn't write them down. Why did you just write my name down so casually now?"

He considered himself noble, and when he was in Shangyang County earlier, he didn't even bother to talk to Er Fan.

But now he was treated badly by a ghost. Xie Jingsheng was furious and cursed:
"I think this is a cheap pen. I'll write Zang Junji's name twice and let it bleed to death."

"..."

Liu Yizhen glanced at him and hesitated to speak.

The Qiankun Pen was just a dead object, but regardless of Xie Jingsheng's displeasure, he changed the pen's style and wrote again:

'We parted in youth, and meet again at the hour of death.'

When everyone saw this line of words, their hearts sank. Just as they were about to speak, they saw red mist surging above the ghost pen, and the pen paused for a moment - everyone felt a surge of malice from the moment when the Qiankun pen paused.

At this moment, the ghost pen picked up the pen and wrote:

'…The return journey was not smooth. We came across a deserted village where a funeral was taking place.'

After writing, the ghost pen slowly disappeared in Xu Yu's palm.

"..." Liu Yizhen was speechless:

"I don't know what he's writing. It's incoherent. I'll find a chance to sell it to someone who can pay the price, and I'll use it as firewood."

Xie Jingsheng was still angry and immediately agreed:

"That is quite true."

Having said that, the Qiankun Pen is still an evil object, and the words written in it are still remembered by everyone.

"As we expected, this is the ghost area of ​​Fengdu."

Zhao Fusheng said seriously:

"The most urgent thing is to wake up Fengdu first."

Everyone looked stern.

Qiankunbi once suggested that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it - the implication of this statement is that the status of Fengdu should be related to Zang Junji.

Zhao Fusheng looked up at the sky.

Zang Junji has already revealed himself, and is accompanying and counteracting the Ghost Mother Tai Sui.

However, although Lady Du's case was special, the uterus she had dug out was not a complete ghost body.

At this time, it was impossible for the Ghost Mother Tai Sui to completely restrain Zang Junji. The one who really suppressed Zang Junji and prevented him from leaving this place was Feng Du, the controller of the ghost realm.

In order to awaken Feng Du, perhaps the prerequisite is to "awaken" Zang Junji's evil spirit.

But this would be very dangerous.

The horror of the Emperor General is self-evident. The Emperor General's body, which was suppressed by Hell, was able to control the Ghost Mother Tai Sui while marking Zhao Fusheng, making her miserable and covered with scars.

If it were to be revived, perhaps even if Fengdu were awakened, it would be difficult for everyone to escape from the ghost realm.

But this is the only way at the moment.

Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth:

"We just have to give it a try."

Survival is a risky business.

Wu Shaochun said:

"What do you want us to do, my Lord?"

Zhao Fusheng bit her lip. In that instant, a crazy and bold idea came into her mind:

"You can't shake Zang Junji——"

Even after the shock, no one was able to fight against the emperor.

She said:
"Zang Junji and the Ghost Mother are in conflict, so we should start with the Ghost Mother."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to the Fan brothers.

Fan Bisi was a little nervous, but Fan Wujiu didn't care:
"What do you want us to do, my Lord?"

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the umbilical cords wrapped around the two people and said:
"Man Zhou, keep Big and Small Fan under guard, and lead them closer to the Ghost Mother Tai Sui, but don't let the evil ghosts merge together."

This requirement is very difficult.

Although Kuai Manzhou controls two ghosts and is the person who has been involved in the most ghost cases in Wan'an County, the situation this time is different - the ghost mother has to piece together the ghost body, and the appearance of twins will make the evil ghost particularly terrifying.

Under such circumstances, Kuai Manzhou himself would be in danger, let alone protecting others.

But after the child heard what Zhao Fusheng said, he nodded without hesitation:
"it is good."

Meng Po and Chen Duozi took the initiative to speak:
"Sir, we will protect Man Zhou well."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"I will try to wake Fengdu."

Wu Shaochun and Liu Yizhen looked at each other, and they saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Liu Yizhen couldn't help in this situation, and Wu Shaochun's strength was also suppressed. At this time, it would be a good thing as long as he protected himself and didn't cause trouble to everyone.

Wu Shaochun felt disappointed and made up his mind that if he could leave this place safely and return to Wan'an County, he would find a way to solve more ghost cases and work hard to improve his strength. In the future, he would never encounter a ghost disaster like this and be powerless and could only stand by and watch.

After a brief discussion, everyone took action.

Kuai Manzhou closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyeballs had turned deep red.

Her long hair flew up and spread in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ghost net that stretched across the seventeen levels of hell, lifting Kuai Manzhou into the air.

As soon as the child was in mid-air, countless black ghost threads fell down, rolled up the two fans at the same time, and stuck to the ghost net.

Within the void, the ghost mother who had been defeated by Zang Junji sensed the appearance of Er Fan and became restless again.

The huge ghost body like a hill began to cover the direction of the ghost net, and blood lines dripped.

But Kuai Manzhou exerted the power of the evil spirit to the extreme, pulling the Fan brothers to move quickly on the ghost net.

Wherever Fan Bi Si and the other man went, Gui Yun would catch up with them in an instant.

At this time, Fan Bisi felt that the two brothers were like baits hung on a fishhook, and he had no choice but to let Kuai Manzhou manipulate him.

When Hongyun chased after him, the shadow of death followed him closely, frightening him so much that his heart was beating wildly.

……

The ghost mother moved and quickly shook Zang Junji.

Its ghost body, which was originally stable in mid-air, began to sway irregularly in small amplitudes.

Zhao Fusheng also took action at the same time.

She swung the ghost whip and lashed it towards Zang Junji. At the same time, she used herself as bait and borrowed the power of Erlang Shen to release the third ghost eye.

"Seal the capital!"

After doing all this, Zhao Fusheng shouted loudly.

The shouting did not cause any violent sound waves to echo.

The seventeenth level of hell seemed to be a special existence. She shouted loudly and the sound spread in all directions, but the abyss below seemed endless in all directions with no end.

The sound could not be heard, and it disappeared in an instant, like a stone falling into the sea.

Feng Du did not respond to Zhao Fusheng's shout, but Zhao Fusheng keenly noticed that the situation had changed.

The wounds on her body that had scabbed over due to borrowing Tang Zuwang's power began to sting and itch.

Beneath the scar, the ghostly eyeballs began to revive.

Zhao Fusheng was not surprised but happy.

She stared at Zang Junji in mid-air.

Zang Junji's head had been cut open and pieced together by Zang Xiongwu. Even though he had only caught a glimpse of it before, Zhao Fusheng was cautious by nature and could see very clearly - there were slight differences in the appearance of Luosha and Zang Junji when they were alive. Although the two ghost heads were pieced together perfectly, there was still a slight size difference at both ends of the forehead.

This also resulted in Zang Junji's eyes being asymmetrical after being pieced together, with a slight height difference between his eyebrows and eyes.

But I don't know when this gap was adjusted.

Zang Junji's eyelids were already half open, and his pair of dark green eyes had been staring at Zhao Fusheng since then.

When it looked at him, Zhao Fusheng felt a chill running through his limbs and into his body.

She couldn't help but shiver.

But the next moment, she shouted again:
"Seal the capital!"

After shouting this, Zang Junji's eyes opened wider and most of his eyeballs could be seen.

Even though there was a long distance between the man and the ghost, Zhao Fusheng's face was still reflected in Zang Junji's eyes.

Zhao Fusheng was clearly very far away from it, but she could see her own face in the ghost's eyes.

In those ghostly eyes, Zhao Fusheng's face was pale, and a dark shadow like a heavy mountain was pressing behind her.

Zhao Fusheng resisted the urge to turn around, and when she was about to call Feng Du's name again, she noticed that Zang Junji's expression had changed again.

Compared with Zang Junji's action of opening his eyes, this change in facial expression was not surprising.

But Zhao Fusheng's heart was filled with alarm.

She noticed that the corners of Zang Junji's eyes were raised, his eyebrows became thinner and longer, and the position of his nose bridge had also changed slightly - most importantly, the marks where it was originally joined were fading, and his skin color had even changed.

The look was even vaguely familiar.

Zhao Fusheng was both shocked and uneasy, but there was no movement on the List of Gods in his sea of ​​consciousness, and no prompts were given.

She felt a little relieved, but at this moment, some strange and even weird memories suddenly emerged in her mind: the day when the case was handled in Goutou Village, she was sitting under the lamp in Wu Dajing's house reading at night with the file on which her own skin had been peeled off.

This scene flashed through her mind, and when she recalled it again, it was when Baozhi County was handling the case of the two door gods and ghosts.

Then came the night of her rebirth—until the moment of her death in her previous life.

When memories that did not belong to this era came to his mind, Zhao Fusheng immediately became alert.

At this critical moment of life and death, why did she suddenly think of these things?

It must be a ghost.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng immediately activated the List of Gods and relied on the power of the ghost troupe.

When the ghost troupe's power was borrowed, she started to shout again:
"Fengdu! It's time to wake up!"

The troupe's voices were penetrating, and with their shout, this force instantly broke through the barrier of hell.

The whole hell trembled, and Zang Junji's eyes opened completely.

A dangerous aura descended.

At this moment, as if someone yawned, Feng Du's exhausted voice rang in everyone's ears:

"When did you enter my ghost town?"