I become a god in another world

Chapter 604 Atoning for one’s sins
Chapter 603
When Zhu Guangling was still alive, he was also quite powerful, and the evil spirits he controlled were above the calamity level, but he was still unable to suppress the human-skin ghost mother.

After the human-skin ghost mother was swallowed by Zang Xiongshan, her strength was further improved.

With the presence of its ghost minions, the power is enough to scare off evil spirits and protect the peace of the city.

Moreover, after the evil spirits are sealed, they are completely suppressed and restrained by the List of Gods. In terms of safety, it is better than the plaque where the evil spirits may be resurrected.

When Feng Du heard this, he showed approval on his face:
"You're very thoughtful. I think this method is feasible."

He thought for a while and said:
"I even think that once you enter the Imperial Capital, you can also take away the signboards of the Five Towns Demon Division and replace them with ghost minions."

Zhao Fusheng was overjoyed when he heard about Fengdu:

"That's settled."

Fengdu nodded:

"But I'm not letting you take this thing away for nothing."

Zhao Fusheng's heart moved:
"What are your conditions?"

Fengdu said:

"My conditions are also simple—" He looked at Zhao Fusheng meaningfully:
"Perhaps you would do it even if I didn't tell you the conditions, but a gentleman should make a promise in advance. If you can make everything clear, you and I will feel at ease."

After he said this, Zhao Fusheng vaguely guessed what he meant.

The two exchanged glances, and everything was self-evident.

"You will know when the time comes, but will you agree to it?" Feng Du asked, holding a teacup.

Liu Yizhen quickly turned the words about Fengdu around in his mind, and then said with a smile:

"Fusheng, I see that Lord Fengdu looks like an honest man, and he doesn't seem like someone who would ask for too much."

Fan Bisi echoed him:
"It's no use asking for too much."

Wu Shaochun nodded:
“Do your best in everything.”

Meng Po smiled and said, "Young people just think quickly."

"..."

Xie Jingsheng looked at everyone speechlessly:

"You really haven't suffered any loss at all." After saying that, he looked at Feng Du, but saw that Feng Du was not angry after hearing this, but was still staring at Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"I want to take the things. I don't know your conditions, but I can only promise to do my best. There is nothing I can do if I can't do it."

She smiled and said, "I'm telling you this in advance, don't blame me for defaulting on my debt when the time comes."

"No wonder, no wonder."

Feng Du responded with good temper: "Just do your best."

After everyone finished speaking, Liu Yequan said:

"I intend to personally go and do what the adults have asked me to do. Please wait for a moment."

After saying this, he lifted the hem of his clothes and walked quickly to the back of Ding'an Building. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of everyone.

Ding'an Tower was not far from the Demon-Suppression Division. Liu Yequan jogged all the way and soon arrived at the Demon-Suppression Division.

He informed the ghost riders in the Demon Suppression Division of the news of Zhao Fusheng and others' return, and mentioned Zhao Fusheng's request.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division of Shangyang County was shocked by the news brought by Liu Yequan, but this place was not far from Ding'an Tower, so they believed that this old man would not dare to act recklessly in front of the Demon Suppression Division and lie about such a big thing.

No one dared to slack off, and immediately stood up to take the plaque, and then followed Liu Yequan and hurried back to Ding'an Tower.

It has been several days since the case of sending the "Ghost Mother" to Shangyang County. There has been no further news since then. Zhu Guangling, Zhao Fusheng and others have never returned. Everyone only knows that many people died in the city on the day of the incident. Everyone is worried and doesn't know how the incident will end. The return of Zhao Fusheng and others is like a reassurance to the people of the Shangyang County Demon Suppression Division.

Everyone arrived quickly, and when they got here, the meals that Liu Yequan had asked the kitchen to prepare before leaving were not yet ready.

The leading ghost rider was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, wrinkles between his brows, a beard, and looked very ferocious.

He also held the plaque of the Demon Suppression Bureau under his armpit, and a group of ghost riders and messengers followed behind him in a mighty manner.

Without Zhu Guangling's support, Liu Yequan lost his confidence in front of the Demon Suppression Division and walked at the end, sweating profusely.

When the people from the Demon Suppression Division entered the Ding'an Tower, Zhao Fusheng and others heard the noise and looked up, and happened to meet their gazes.

After seeing this, the people from Shangyang County Demon Suppression Division breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's Lord Zhao!"

On that day, Zhu Guangling was particularly respectful to Zhao Fusheng, which proved Zhao Fusheng's identity.

She led the ghost away, and now she has returned safely. Does it mean that the shadow that has shrouded Shangyang County for decades has completely dissipated?
Everyone had many questions in their minds, but Zhao Fusheng didn't care about what they thought. Instead, he looked at the plaque.

For some reason, after experiencing Zang Junji's baptism in the seventeen levels of hell, when she looked at the plaque again, her feelings were different from before.

She could feel the evil spirit of Zang Junji lingering on the plaque.

"Master Zhao, you have returned safely as expected."

The leading ghost rider stepped forward quickly, then knelt on one knee, took the plaque he brought in his palm without hesitation, turned it over, and faced Zhao Fusheng:
"Manager Liu of Ding'an Tower said this is what you want, so I got it for you."

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the plaque.

The ominous aura of the Shangyang County plaque is more serious than the plaques of several counties that she had integrated and pieced together before - this should be related to the fact that Shangyang County is a large county in a state, covering counties and towns, and is closer to the imperial capital.

The three characters "Demon Suppression Division" on the plaque had long been worn out and blurred after decades of being infected by ghost disasters.

Liu Yizhen saw this, and golden light flashed in his eyes:

"Fusheng, let me write the inscription again."

After he finished speaking, he was about to reach out his hand, but Zhao Fusheng raised his elbow to block him:

"not busy."

She glanced at Liu Yizhen:
"Your abilities were enhanced in hell, but the origin of this power is unknown after all—"

No matter what it is, it is always related to extremely evil things and filth, and it will not be good if used too much.

"Back then, in the Seventeen Layers of Hell, they wanted to suppress Zang Junji, so you could have written the inscription, but now that everything is fine, there is no need to do such a thing."

Liu Yizhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Well, I'll save my useful body for times of crisis."

When he said this, Chen Duozi pursed her lips and smiled, and Meng Po also laughed.

Zhao Fusheng slowly reached out her hand towards the plaque, but before she touched it, she felt a chill and the hairs on her body stood up.

A sudden tingling itch may appear on the arms, cheeks, neck, chest, and back.

The itchiness felt as if thousands of ants were biting her bones, as if trying to break out and grow something on her skin.

Countless eyes appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

It's just an illusion.

Zhao Fusheng's heart trembled, and he quickly suppressed the illusion in his heart.

The feeling of pain and itching all over the body disappeared immediately.

But she looked down at her arm and pulled her sleeve inconspicuously. After the sleeve was pulled up, her arm was exposed. There were scars left on her arm from the mark of the ghost's eye. She reached out and touched it lightly, and the skin felt unusually cold.

However, in her sea of ​​consciousness, there was no prompt from the List of Gods, as if there was nothing strange before, and everything was just a stress reaction after she experienced the seventeen levels of hell.

"what happened?"

Meng Po had been watching her the whole time. Seeing her pull up her sleeves and stare at the scar, she was worried and asked:
"My lord, it's a ghost—the eyeballs have revived?"

Meng Po's words raised everyone's worries. The ghost rider holding the plaque in Shangyang County was shocked.

He didn't know what the "ghost eyeballs" were. In order to prevent unrest, Zhu Guangling, the human-skin ghost mother in Shangyang County, kept the inside story of the case a secret.

However, Zhao Fusheng and others had handled the case of the human-skin ghost mother, but they were so afraid of the "ghost eyeballs", which shows the evil nature of this thing.

This person was in a state of panic, but fortunately the next moment he heard Zhao Fusheng say:
"No."

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Zhao Fusheng spoke in a gentle tone and was calm and composed. He did not look like he was under the influence of a ghost, which made him feel relieved.

While Zhao Fusheng was speaking, out of caution, he did not touch the plaque again. Instead, he unfolded hell, and the shadow of hell covered the plaque and finally put it into hell.

Strange to say.

The moment the ghost plaque entered hell, the hell, which was already overcrowded with ghosts, was immediately suppressed to a certain extent, causing Zhao Fusheng to suddenly feel a little relieved of the pressure.

However, this slight ripple was small, and in a moment, the evil spirit of the ghosts came back again, but was sucked one by one into the strange abyss beside her.

At the same time, the scars left by the ghost eyes on Zhao Fusheng's arms and body began to itch again.

She didn't want to make Kuai Manzhou and others worry, so she endured the pain and after a while everything returned to calm.

The Shangyang County Ghost Tamer's doubts vanished as Zhao Fusheng put away the plaque. Before he could say anything, Zhao Fusheng motioned him to stand up and asked him:

"Are you Ma Chaoyuan?"

"Yes."

Ma Chaoyuan responded.

"Is your condition stable? In which year did you enter the Shangyang County Demon Suppression Bureau?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

Ma Chaoyuan glanced at Xie Jingsheng, Feng Du and others.

The evil ghosts he controlled were not as good as Zhu Guangling's in rank, and he was not the leader of Shangyang County. He did not know a general like Feng Du, but with his instinct as a ghost driver, he could realize the terrible threat posed by Feng Du.

Seeing that he looked anxious, Zhao Fusheng motioned for him to sit down and talk.

Ma Chaoyuan gritted his teeth and pulled a stool, sat down slightly on the edge, and then answered:

"My situation..." He wanted to brag, but under the gaze of everyone, he dared not take any chances, so he had to tell the whole story:

"It was OK, at least I could hold out for about two years. I came to Shangyang County in the second half of last year, but the ghost disaster here is very serious. According to Lord Zhu's instructions, several colleagues and I will place ghost seals in the homes of the owners of Qingzhengfang every month, which consumes my ability."

The ghost seal is actually borrowing the power of evil spirits. If it is used too many times, it will still cause backlash from the ghosts.

"My condition has been unstable since last month. If, if everything goes well, I can probably only last until the middle of the year—"

When he said this, fear appeared in his eyes.

Once a ghost handler's ghost gets out of control, there are only two outcomes: either he dies from the resurrection of the evil spirit, or he is cleaned up by people sent by Dijing.

Either outcome means he will die.

After Ma Chaoyuan finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at the faces of Zhao Fusheng and others, and his expression was somewhat desperate.

He revealed his past at this time, and what awaited him was the judgment of Zhao Fusheng.

Suppose Zhao Fusheng thought that his condition was unstable and wanted to kill him - considering that Zhao Fusheng dealt with the human-skin ghost mother without dying and his condition was stable, killing him would be a piece of cake.

After a long time, the storm that Ma Chaoyuan expected did not come.

Zhao Fusheng uttered a "hmm":
"You are quite honest."

After she said this, Ma Chaoyuan felt relieved for some reason.

"Have you committed any crime before?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

"..."

This question made Ma Chaoyuan tremble with fear.

He is a ghost rider, and when his death was approaching, he must have been tyrannical and lavish in his taxes, but fortunately he has always been the runner-up and has never been able to take on anyone on his own.

Ma Chaoyuan wanted to lie instinctively, but Zhao Fusheng's words "quite honest" seemed to be meaningful. He was panicked, his eyes darting left and right, and he mumbled a few words about what he had done since he started to control ghosts.

After listening to him, Zhao Fusheng roughly understood.

"It seems that you have done a lot of evil things."

However, the Han Dynasty had long been rotten to its foundation, and there were few clean and honest people from top to bottom in the Demon Suppression Division.

"But I haven't done anything evil yet, so I can still make up for it."

The reason why Ma Chaoyuan did not do anything evil was not because he was kind by nature, but because he always had someone above him who gave him no chance to do evil.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Ma Chaoyuan nodded repeatedly:

"As long as you give me a chance, I won't dare to do it again in the future."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"The case in Shangyang County has been settled. I saw you come here with the plaque. Among the remaining ghost-controlling officers in the Demon Suppression Division, your ghost rank is the highest, right?"

Ma Chaoyuan responded, "Yes."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"You have been here for a few months. You often print in Qingzhengfang, Shangyang County, and you are familiar with the situation."

Ma Chaoyuan responded again:
"Correct."

When he said this, he vaguely guessed Zhao Fusheng's plan, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel a sense of indescribable anticipation.

I thought to myself: Could it be that Lord Zhao wants to put a ghost seal on me to suppress my ghost?

Thinking of this, he became worried again.

The evil spirit he controls has almost reached a catastrophic level and is on the verge of reviving, which is extremely terrifying.

If you want to suppress his ghost, even a normal disaster level would be difficult to suppress for a long time. I wonder if Lord Zhao can help him?
When Zhu Guangling was here, his strength was able to completely suppress the ghosts controlled by Ma Chaoyuan, but Zhu Guangling's actions were extremely terrifying, and even ghost controllers like Ma Chaoyuan were a little afraid of him. They were lucky to be able to save their lives, so they dared not make any demands.

When Zhao Fusheng said these words, he felt both happy and worried.

Zhao Fusheng saw the distracting thoughts in his mind and smiled:

"I think you have guessed what I am going to say next." She knocked on the table:
"But I still have to explain clearly what needs to be explained."

"Shangyang County originally had a ghost case left behind. It was a ghost mother with human skin left behind by the garrison general Zang Xiongshan 46 years ago. You should know about this ghost case, right?"

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Ma Chaoyuan and the messengers behind him, whether they could control ghosts or not, all changed their expressions.

Even when the image of the 'human-skinned ghost mother' was mentioned, everyone trembled.

Since Zang Xiongshan took charge of Shangyang County, more than 40 years have passed. The Human-Skinned Ghost Mother has devoured countless ghost riders from the Demon Suppression Bureau and has become the nightmare of every ghost rider in Shangyang County.

"I know." Ma Chaoyuan was still frightened, but he changed his mind and saw that Zhao Fusheng looked calm when he mentioned the case, so he asked tentatively:
"Your Excellency, by mentioning this case now, could it be that——"

"The case of the human-skin ghost mother has been completely solved." Zhao Fusheng said lightly.

"what?!"

"what!"

Although they had guessed this result, when they actually heard Zhao Fusheng say this, everyone exclaimed at the same time.

Not only the people from Shangyang County's Demon Suppression Bureau couldn't believe it, even Ding'an Tower's owner Liu Yequan had a look of horror on his face.

"Your Excellency means to solve it - completely solve it?" Ma Chaoyuan looked dazed, as if he was in the clouds. He stood up in surprise and stood up, supporting himself on the table with both hands:

"In the future, will the evil spirits revive? Will they never come back?"

"No." Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

A ghost rider behind Ma Chaoyuan asked again: "Then those of us who were marked by the ghost mother before don't have to worry about being devoured by her anymore?"

(End of this chapter)