I become a god in another world

Chapter 596 There is a successor
Chapter 596

History cannot be changed!

Zhao Fusheng's calm words were like the morning bell, echoing in Xie Jingsheng's ears.

“History cannot be changed!”

If you want to go against history, you may pay a more tragic price, but you cannot shake the facts that have already happened.

Xie Jingsheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"History cannot be changed—"

Zhao Fusheng's voice rang in his ears again, his tone becoming faster and more urgent.

Xie Jingsheng's eyelids twitched and his head ached slightly.

There was an extremely cold feeling on his neck, as if a pair of cool hands were holding up his head.

He felt panic and couldn't help but reach out to touch his neck, then turned to look in the direction of the headless ghost: it was tied up by the bloody umbilical cord of the Fan brothers, and it shouldn't be resuscitated to kill people.

But the feeling of danger at this moment was too real. Who was holding his head?
"Mr. Xie - history cannot be changed -"

Zhao Fusheng was still talking, and while saying this, he added a title for him.

Xie Jingsheng was panicked and confused, and this emotion eventually turned into annoyance, and then he said loudly:

“I know, I know—”

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie——"

"Mr. Xie, Xie Jingsheng——"

Zhao Fusheng was still shouting, and the shouts gradually turned into a chaotic noise, besieging Xie Jingsheng from all directions, penetrating every hole.

The volumes mixed together into a sharp, piercing sound, which made Xie Jingsheng, who had already realized that something was wrong, shudder.

He couldn't stand it any longer, so he covered his ears and shouted:
"Stop shouting! Stop shouting!"

At this moment, a strong force suddenly grabbed his arm.

Although Xie Jingsheng's body was decomposed, he had already borrowed the power of ghosts to maintain his vitality. His body was even much stronger than that of ordinary people. It was difficult for non-ghosts to tear his body apart - but this power was extremely fierce, as if it wanted to tear his body apart.

Xie Jingsheng felt a long-lost fear in his heart, and he struggled violently with astonishing strength.

But at the same time, he felt a little overwhelmed.

It was as if his hands and feet were no longer under his control, the evil spirit that clung to his limbs became stiff, his eyelids felt as if they weighed more than a thousand pounds, and the firelight around him became dim, as if it was about to be swallowed by the black fog.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng's life-threatening cry rang out again:
"Xie Jingsheng, Xie Jingsheng - history cannot be changed -"

"I know! I know! Don't read it anymore—"

Xie Jingsheng used all his strength and shouted loudly.

The moment the shout came out, all the confusion surrounding him was instantly cleared away.

Xie Jingsheng suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Zhao Fusheng, who had been standing not far from his body, now standing in front of him. Her hands were grabbing his arms, and the moment he opened his eyes, Zhao Fusheng slowly exhaled.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xie Jingsheng was no fool. When he saw this scene, he knew that something had happened to him before.

"Tricked."

Zhao Fusheng loosened his hand and turned his head to one side:
"just--"

Talking about the previous scene, her expression was stunned for a moment:

"We were talking, but we fell asleep without knowing it."

Without any warning, everyone entered a bizarre dream.

Zhao Fusheng was still trying to suppress the headless ghost at first, but this suppression was too smooth. In an instant, the Fan brothers tied up the headless ghost tightly.

Then Xie Jingsheng revealed his identity, and Lord Xie was surprised and delighted.

The capital of 58 years ago appeared, and both sides talked about what happened many years later and exchanged experiences with each other.

Everything turned out happily afterwards: the headless ghost was trapped in the ghost realm of Fengdu.

When he was young, Feng Du cut his own ghost domain into a ghost coffin and handed it to Liu Huacheng.

Later, Zhao Fusheng and others completed the ghost case and were awarded titles by the Demon Suppression Department and the Emperor.

When things developed to this point, Zhao Fusheng was already beginning to feel doubtful.

……

When the Shilipo ghost case happened, Zhao Fusheng had already experienced being trapped in a ghost dream. She quickly realized that something was wrong and then woke up from the ghost dream.

When she woke up, something big had really happened.

The revived headless ghost disappeared, leaving behind only headless corpses lying all over the ground.

There were still lights on all around, but the color of the lights had changed, from dim yellow to fluorescent green, like lit ghost lights.

There was a familiar stench of decay lingering in the hall, like the smell of burning corpse oil.

Paper man Zhang has been here.

When Zhao Fusheng thought of this, he was horrified.

She had dealt with this man several times and had also learned several of his rules and magical powers.

During the battle in Longyang County, I thought I had figured out some of Paper Man Zhang's cards, but I didn't expect that he also possessed such a rule to make people fall asleep without anyone noticing.

She didn't have time to track the whereabouts of Paper Man Zhang, so as soon as she woke up she began looking for people from Wan'an County.

Fortunately, the people in Wan'an County as well as Xu Yu and Xie Jingsheng are still alive.

Everyone seemed to have fallen into a deep and comfortable sleep, as if they had had a beautiful dream. There were smiles on their faces, but there was a murderous aura around them and their breath was weak.

Zhao Fusheng woke them up one by one, and when it was Xie Jingsheng's turn, it took Zhao Fusheng some effort.

His skin was withered, as if all the energy had been sucked out of him in his dream.

A thin crimson line appeared on his neck, and several unknown fingers pinched his aging skin.

But the strange thing is that Zhao Fusheng did not notice the existence of the headless ghost!
She even borrowed the power of the three-eyed evil ghost and opened the third ghost eye - under the ghost eye, the power of the evil ghost could not escape, but she did not find the headless ghost hiding beside her.

But Xie Jingsheng was actually about to be killed by the headless ghost.

This strange scene made Zhao Fusheng confused and puzzled, but as Xie Jingsheng woke up, the tension in her heart relaxed a little.

Is the crisis over?

She thought to herself.

Xie Jingsheng opened his eyes with a dazed look. When Zhao Fusheng let go of his arm, his arm fell limply and landed on his side with a "click".

Fan Bisi and others gathered around:
"Has Master Xie woken up?"

Zhao Fusheng's gaze fell on his neck. The ghost handprint on his neck tightened even more. Several fingerprints pinched into the skin, causing it to sink.

Xie Jingsheng opened his mouth and struggled weakly, his neck being lifted up by this strange force.

But at the same time, the evil spirit power in his body was also resisting.

After all, he is a gold general-level ghost rider, and the evil ghosts he controls are of extraordinary quality. The headless ghost cannot kill him in a short time.

"No."

Zhao Fusheng's heart sank and he shook his head.

"What's going on?"

Liu Yizhen asked.

"I don't know."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"Paper Man Zhang has been here."

She frowned as she said this.

Paper Man Zhang had been here before, but no one knew when he came or what he did when he came.

While they were talking, footsteps were heard from two other directions of the hall - it was obvious that someone was heading towards Chongde Hall.

Everyone's expression changed and they turned around to look, only to see a group of people walking out from the two corners at the back of the hall.

However, the moment this group of people stepped into the hall, they were illuminated by the light and then froze in place.

After a while, these people's eyes gradually closed, their bodies softened like noodles, and they fell to the ground in the corner.

"Turn off the lights first."

Zhao Fusheng and Meng Po said in unison.

Kuai Manzhou made a move. Her long hair flew up and suddenly turned into several ghost lines that flew out in all directions, wrapping around the stone lamppost, and the black air instantly covered the lamp.

With a "puff" sound, the lights went out and the hall fell into darkness.

Only faint snoring could be heard in the darkness. There were no screams or fear, but an indescribable sense of weirdness and horror could be felt in the silence.

Meng Po was worried that someone had tampered with the lights in the hall, so she didn't dare to light them again and took out a tinder to light them.

When the lights came on and everyone looked towards the later comers, they saw that among the two groups of people, several had already had their heads taken away in their sleep.

"My Lord, this is a weird thing."

Chen Duozi coughed lightly and touched his neck.

"Wake him up first."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Xie Jingsheng again. His eyelids, which were open before, had closed again at some point. He was snoring softly, but his brows were furrowed and a look of pain appeared on his face.

The survivors were woken up one by one by Fan Bisi, Liu Yizhen and others, but several of them were still very sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Fusheng turned his head and looked at Fengdu:
"Mr. Feng, do you still remember how the headless ghost case was solved?"

Feng Du had tears in his eyes, yawned, and shook his head:
"I was sleeping there too," he said, his chin tilted slightly to the left:
"Look, the person sleeping over there is me."

"..."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Feng Du then said:

"After waking up, the headless ghost was trapped in my ghost domain." At this point, Feng Du shook his head:

"But my ghost domain is special--" He sighed:

"This ghost area is not actually mine. I am just a temporary guard. It cannot accommodate this ghost, so I later separated a piece of it and asked Liu Huacheng to take it back to Wan'an County."

This is how the headless ghost case was solved.

"Sir..." Fan Bisi seemed to understand what he heard, but he always felt that there were some clues in Feng Du's words, but it seemed that he didn't say anything.

The truth of the matter is like seeing flowers in the fog. The truth is hidden in the mist, as if it can be known by lifting the mist.

"We just fell asleep," Zhao Fusheng forced himself to calm down and analyzed the case from the beginning when he first entered the palace:

"The reason for falling asleep may be related to the 'light'."

Everyone's memory stopped at entering the hall, then talking with Liu Yuan, then he sent someone to invite Lord Xie and others, and finally the headless ghost appeared.

Wu Shaochun continued:
"After that, my lord, you take action, and Big and Small Fan will trap the headless ghost."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other people started talking one after another, and soon their words no longer matched.

Zhao Fusheng heard this and immediately understood what was going on:

"It seems that while Big and Small Fan were trapping the ghost, Paper Man Zhang appeared and put us into a deep sleep."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at each other silently, then nodded in unison, agreeing with her guess.

After the group fell asleep, the paper man Zhang made some moves, released the headless ghost, and found a way to hide it.

"This kind of falling asleep is similar to Qiao Yuesheng's killing method in the Shilipo Ghost Case—"

Zhao Fusheng thought and said:

"It's possible that Paper Man Zhang 'stole' Qiao Yuesheng's rules."

"Qiao Yuesheng's head is nowhere to be found." Meng Po reminded.

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

"That is to say, the ghost is in the dream."

After this discussion, the case became clear.

The ghost is still there, but it has hidden in the dream - solving ghost cases is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in how to lure the ghost out of the dream.

When Zhao Fusheng and others broke into Shilipu, they accidentally entered the wild temple where Qiao Yuesheng's ghost corpse was sealed. They then went deep into the ghost dream and finally took great pains to bring out Qiao Yuesheng's true form and finally subdue him.

"Do we need to go back to sleep too?"

Liu Yizhen had a headache.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on Xie Jingsheng. The fingerprints on his neck were getting deeper and deeper, and his bones were crackling as they were pulled by a great force.

"It's too late—"

She sighed:
"Pity."

The ghost handler who handled the Red Shoes Ghost Case in the past escaped the disaster at Zang Xiong Mountain in Shangyang County and avoided hell. He did not expect that when the case was about to be closed, he would fall into the hands of the headless ghost.

“What a disaster.”

Liu Yizhen also said something.

However, such is the fate of ghost riders, and few people who deal with ghosts can have a good ending.

While they were talking, someone suddenly spoke:
"He looks familiar, what's his name?"

The person who spoke had a cold voice.

Zhao Fusheng and the others had been focusing on Xie Jingsheng, the paper man Zhang, and the headless ghost, and they didn't realize when this person woke up and approached them.

Fan Bisi's heart skipped a beat in fear. He turned his head and exclaimed:
"Thank you, sir."

The person who came was Lord Xie.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed and an idea came to his mind.

She had already guessed this person's identity. When she saw him asking questions, his eyes were still on Xie Jingsheng, with his brows slightly furrowed, she must have been guessing Xie Jingsheng's identity.

"His name is Xie Jingsheng——"

"Xie Jingsheng?!"

When Lord Xie heard this, his expression did not change, but his tone of voice fluctuated slightly.

In the dim firelight, Zhao Fusheng saw his cheek muscles twitching slightly.

He seemed to sense Zhao Fusheng's gaze and said calmly:
"I also have a child at home, who was born two years ago, and his name is also Xie Jingsheng."

After finishing speaking, he added:
"What a coincidence."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Fusheng, only to see that Zhao Fusheng was also staring at him.

He looked expressionless, and after a while he sighed:

"It doesn't seem to be a coincidence."

Communication between smart people does not require much words, many things are already clear.

Lord Xie did not need to know the identities of Zhao Fusheng and his group, nor did he need to know why or how they came to Zhongdu City. He only needed to confirm Xie Jingsheng's identity, and everything would be settled.

"My Xie family is good at attracting ghosts. I see that he looks about 70% similar to me—"

Lord Xie seemed to be not good at speaking and had a serious temperament, but when he looked at Xie Jingsheng, he was smiling:

"Better than me."

"Having a son like this makes my life worthwhile."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have made up his mind:

"A ghost in a dream? Do you want someone to lure out the ghost?"

Zhao Fusheng sighed:
"good."

"What should I do after I attract the ghost?" Lord Xie asked calmly again.

"You lead the ghosts to the ghost realm of Fengdu, and someone will take care of what happens next." Zhao Fusheng said.

Mr. Xie nodded without hesitation:
"it is good."

Liu Yizhen couldn't help but ask him:
"Aren't you afraid of death?"

In history, Xie Jingsheng's father died in a headless ghost disaster - he led the ghosts to the Fengdu ghost area and ultimately failed to get out.

"Those who are not afraid of death have already died in previous disasters caused by ghosts."

Sir Xie replied calmly.

If the person who was indulging in the ghost dream at this time was anyone else instead of Xie Jingsheng, Lord Xie would definitely not have taken the lead.

But Xie Jingsheng is in imminent danger. Zhao Fusheng and others can find a way to lure the ghost, and other people can wait, but Lord Xie cannot.

"The Xie family has a successor."

Thank you, Lord.