I become a god in another world

Chapter 614 Everyone Shows Their Magical Powers

Chapter 614

There was something else behind Feng Du's words, and Zhao Fusheng could hear it.

"It seems that there is a ghost disaster in Shangyang County, and someone does not want to give me the order to command the generals." She tried to testify.

Xie Jingsheng was startled, glanced at Feng Du, and said hurriedly:
"There are some disputes, but perhaps it's because we were not in Beijing for a long time and didn't have time to explain it clearly."

Feng Du sighed:
"Xiao Xie, you are still anxious."

After hearing what he said, Xie Jingsheng immediately realized: Zhao Fusheng was just suspicious, but his explanation brought the contradictions within the Demon Suppression Bureau to the surface.

He was a little annoyed.

Fengdu was calm:

"Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division now has evil spirits in their bodies. It is natural that they would be dissatisfied with each other when they have power."

The case in Shangyang County was under the jurisdiction of Feng Duguan, and Xie Jingsheng was under his care and was considered his man.

Zhao Fusheng and his team joined forces with Fengdu, and in the eyes of others, they were also the "wings" of Fengdu.

After the Shangyang County case, Fengdu requested a title for Zhao Fusheng, which was seen by others as a move to increase their own power.

After understanding this, Zhao Fusheng said:

"I don't care how the process goes, as long as what belongs to us is not reduced by a cent, and if it is not given to me, I will take it myself."

Feng Du looked normal, smiled and said:
"Of course it is."

Anyway, the conversation has been opened, he said:

"However, many people may have different opinions about the case in Shangyang County. You may encounter some doubts during your time in Shangjing."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said nothing more.

She already understood what Feng Du meant.

The Demon Suppression Division is not a monolithic entity.

Zang Junji was an imperial general in the first period of the Later Han Dynasty and a pioneer in formulating the law of suppressing demons.

He had a great influence on the Demon Suppression Division, and today the plaque of the Demon Suppression Division still has his remains - it can be said that although Zang Junji is dead and his blessings have not been passed on to future generations, the Demon Suppression Division still cannot completely break away from his bondage.

After him, has there been a second emperor general in the Demon Suppression Division?
Feng was a king general, but judging from his current situation, his career as a king general has probably come to an end.

After his death, do the others want to go one step further and take control of the Demon Suppression Bureau like Zang Junji did in the past?

All kinds of questions flashed through Zhao Fusheng's mind, and finally turned into a sigh: Feng Du is old.

The end of the Later Han Dynasty may be near.

The seventeen levels of hell in Fengdu are very scary. His evil ghosts have revived and hell is out of control, which means Zang Junji is out of control.

But at this critical juncture, people are not worried about how to subdue ghosts, but about fighting for power and profit.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but laugh again.

Entering the city of Zhongdu of the Han Dynasty was very smooth.

It is not the same as 58 years ago when the shadow brought by the headless ghost was wiped out, but the houses on the street are not any cleaner.

Although it is close to Zhongdu, the houses on both sides of the street are dense and low, the ground is dirty, flies and mosquitoes are flying around, and a lot of sewage is poured into the ditches in front of the residents' houses, creating a foul smell.

This pungent smell mixed with the smell of rotting corpses of unknown animals, forming an indescribable stench.

The people living here have long been accustomed to this pungent smell - to be precise, this smell is almost everywhere in the Han Dynasty, even the emperor's feet are no exception.

Liu Yizhen leaned over to take a look, then looked away expressionlessly.

In such a world, it is good enough to be able to keep your life. As for the harsh environment, it will naturally come after survival.

Because Fengdu was there, everyone's journey to Zhongdu was smooth.

The guards in the inner city let the carriages pass, and the smell instantly became much less.

It just still stinks.

But this stench does not carry the smell of blood and death, but rather a feeling of being alive.

Although the palace of the Later Han Dynasty was demolished and rebuilt, its general location remained unchanged.

The vehicle stopped at a place that was not far from the Changqiu Palace.

The layout of the Zhongdu city of the Later Han Dynasty did not change much, but was renovated based on the layout of the damaged palace city of the Former Han Dynasty. This also led to Zhao Fusheng recognizing this place at a glance when the carriage stopped and he saw the long alley with red walls in front of him:
"Yongxiang."

Except for Feng Du and Ding Datong who got off another carriage, who were completely confused, everyone else understood what she meant: Changqiu Palace, where Xu Yu lived back then, was very close to Yongxiang.

Zhao Fusheng and others first met Xu Yu at the exit of Yongxiang.

For Zhao Fusheng, it had only been two or three days since he had parted with Xu Yu, but for Xu Yu, it had been decades.

Feng Du glanced at her. She looked calm, with a kind of coldness that was different from that of ordinary women - especially compared with Chen Duozi, who was full of maternal love next to her, her calmness seemed almost indifferent.

But it is this kind of woman who can bring together this group of people with different temperaments in Wan'an County and make them loyal to her.

Feng Du thought of Xu Yu and paused:

"Master Zhao, let's go."

The crowd walked along the narrow path of Yongxiang.

This is the designated residence of the great ghost rider Xu Yu, who was given the title Qiankunbi. Even the emperor is prohibited from entering here.

Yongxiang maintained an unusually deserted feeling. Xie Jingsheng explained:
"Lady Xu Yu doesn't like anyone getting close to her, nor does she like anyone entering her territory, so people here rarely come here except to deliver three meals a day and basic necessities—"

His expression was strange when he mentioned Xu Yu.

Intellectually speaking, Xie Jingsheng knew that Xu Yu was an imperial-level general with a special status; but emotionally speaking, he also participated in the journey to the Seventeen Levels of Hell and was considered one of the people who brought Xu Yu from the Ghost Palace.

When I saw the cute appearance of that little girl with my own eyes that year, it was simply hard to reconcile that with the impression of an imperial general named Xu Yu who lived in seclusion, was so cold and ruthless that he kept people at a distance.

"She has seldom gone out in the past few decades. Sometimes when there is a matter of divination, Lord Fengdu and a few others come in here and ask her to tell the divination."

When everyone reached the end of Yongxiang, Zhao Fusheng saw several uninvited guests before he saw Xu Yu.

It was a group of about ten people, led by two people, standing quietly behind a broken palace wall.

When Feng Du and Xie Jingsheng saw this group of people, they immediately frowned slightly.

Zhao Fusheng's gaze did not fall on them, but looked past the group of people and behind them.

Behind these people was a strange palace wall. The wall, which was originally of uniform height, seemed to have suffered a disaster. There were many gaps in the middle, and traces of smoke and fire remained on the wall, as if it had been burned by a fire.

Zhao Fusheng's expression changed.

Feng Du seemed to hear a faint sigh, but before he could investigate further, he looked at the group of people blocking his way:
"What are you doing here?"

"Let's take a look at the person you claim to have actually solved the Shangyang County ghost disaster."

Zhao Fusheng then withdrew his gaze from the palace wall and turned his eyes to the person who was speaking.

The person who spoke this time was a woman who looked to be in her thirties.

She was wearing a black robe, which made her skin look as white as snow, and she was very eye-catching.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on her face. She was very beautiful.

The woman had an oval face, a pair of heroic eyebrows, and sharp eyes. When she saw Zhao Fusheng looking at her, she looked him up and down without disguising herself. After a while, she asked:
"Is this Zhao Fusheng?" She looked at Feng Du.

Fan Wujiu turned around and asked Fan Bisi:
"Who is she?" This sentence immediately made the woman's eyes flash with coldness. Her body was still standing there without moving, but Feng Du moved.

At some point, black mist swirled, and a strange giant translucent bubble like a black cocoon appeared around the Fan brothers, trapping them inside.

The two brothers fell asleep almost instantly.

At the same time, countless scratch marks appeared around the strange black cocoon in the blink of an eye, as if countless wild beasts had torn the light shield apart in just a moment.

Fengdu sighed:

"Lingzhu, why bother to fight with a child?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng's eyes changed and her figure disappeared on the spot.

Yu Lingzhu's eyes had been on her, and when she saw that she had disappeared, her heart immediately trembled. She did not bother to talk to Feng Du. When she was about to attack again, the light and shadow in front of her eyes turned black. Yu Lingzhu sneered, and when she was about to take a staggered step - her feet became wet, and water droplets seeped out of the dry palace ground at some point.

The water was unusual, carrying with it a strong evil aura that seeped into the soles of her shoes and soaked into her feet.

The cold air had already invaded Yu Lingzhu's body almost at the same time she realized something was wrong.

She looked down and saw that a muddy yellow spring had appeared on the ground without her noticing.

Countless rotten corpses were floating in the spring, and many incomplete dead heads floated to the surface, looking at her with resentment.

The ground under her feet was full of black and red ghost flowers. The ghost flowers had a terrifying evil spirit that trapped her in place, making her unable to move.

A female ghost who was tied up all over her body walked towards her. The moment she touched her body, her body burst into pieces and turned into flying blood beads that passed through Yu Lingzhu's body.

The disappearance of the female ghost does not mean that the murderous intent has passed.

On the contrary, this is the real murderous intention.

The moment the ghost passed by, it was like a gentle breeze.

However, this wind brought with it chill, blood, malice, and the resentment and obsession of the evil spirit during his lifetime, which eventually formed the mark of death and marked Yu Lingzhu.

A crisscrossing network was suddenly printed on Yu Lingzhu's black robe.

These networks were of different sizes, intersecting horizontally and vertically. Upon closer inspection, they looked like countless black threads, tying her up like a rice dumpling.

The ghost line tightens rapidly.

Madam Zhuang Si has extraordinary magical powers. Her blood line can dismember a living person in a moment, and she is extremely domineering.

Yu Lingzhu naturally would not sit still and wait for death.

She looked up and saw that the child who was holding hands with Zhao Fusheng had flown into the air at some point.

"Hey." When Yu Lingzhu looked at Kuai Manzhou, someone suddenly called her.

She instinctively lowered her head.

Then she saw Liu Yizhen looking at her and smiling.

At first glance, it seemed strange.

Liu Yizhen's eyes suddenly showed several golden rays. The golden rays were like living things, like stars and swimming fish, flashing in his eyes.

When Yu Lingzhu saw the golden light, she didn't know that several golden lights were also appearing in her eyes.

Then, Liu Yizhen's body changed in her eyes. A layer of golden light quickly coated his body, and she was immediately "suppressed" in place.

Once they were suppressed, they lost the ability to fight back against Kuai Manzhou.

Madam Zhuang Si's ghost net suddenly tightened, and blood embedded into Yu Lingzhu's body, easily cutting her body surface.

Her snow-white skin was immediately torn apart, and blood oozed out from the places where the ghost thread was tightened.

But that’s all.

The next moment, the golden light in her eyes was suppressed, and the golden light spreading throughout Liu Yizhen's body was stopped by an invisible force.

Yu Lingzhu moved his hands and feet, and then Liu Yizhen was suppressed.

The ghosts and gods that bound her could no longer advance and dismember her body, so she turned around and grabbed the ghost net.

The invisible, illusory ghost thread was shattered immediately when she squeezed it hard, and turned into "dripping" blood that flowed out of her palm like a spring.

Madam Zhuang Si's ghost body took shape again on the ground, and the ghost flowers were trampled into pieces.

Yu Lingzhu sneered. Just as she was about to grab the ghost line and pull Kuai Manzhou down from the sky, a cold and strange gaze caught her.

"Not good!"

Yu Lingzhu felt as if she was possessed by an evil spirit at that moment. Her consciousness was suddenly clouded, as if a layer of cold, horrible blood beads that made her feel uncomfortable were attached to her soul.

At the same time, she felt a sharp pain between her eyebrows.

It was as if an invisible giant hand suddenly touched her forehead.

The most terrifying thing is not just that.

As Yu Lingzhu's forehead was hit, something took root in her mind, and she heard the sound of flesh and skull cracking in her brain.

A living creature emerged from her forehead.

At this dangerous moment, a strange thought arose in Yu Lingzhu's mind: What is this?

She gave up the idea of ​​grabbing Kuai Manzhou and reached out to touch her forehead, then felt something round and slippery.

A dark red eye that looked extremely evil suddenly appeared in Yu Lingzhu's mind.

Ghost eyes!

As soon as she thought of this, she realized that she had been tricked, and she reached out to grab her forehead without hesitation.

This woman was resolute and swift in her actions. Her fingers and palms instantly transformed into those of a fierce ghost. She easily scratched her own skull, tearing off half of her head along with her ghost eyeballs.

Such a move is extremely radical.

Her originally beautiful face was immediately disfigured and became extremely terrifying.

A horrible and abnormal wound was torn above her eyebrows, and blood soaked her skull with hair and flowed down her cheek.

But it was of no use.

The evil ghost did not disappear just because its eyeballs were torn off.

No one knew where that eerie eyeball came from. It seemed as if it was not planted on her forehead, but in her soul.

As Yu Lingzhu tore half of her head apart, the eyeballs in her sea of ​​consciousness did not disappear. Instead, they became more and more numerous, threatening to occupy her entire consciousness.

At the same time, her arms, neck, chest and back began to feel cold.

Invisible hands touched her body randomly, and blood beads were planted like poison.

Faced with this situation, Yu Lingzhu looked serious.

In an instant, the blood flowing from Yu Lingzhu's head like a waterfall stopped, and then her wounds began to heal.

There was some weird magical happening.

As for how the evil spirit law that was planted into her body, it was slowly "taken out" from her body as her magical powers unfolded.

Her face regained its beautiful appearance, and her blood-stained, messy hair became smooth and shiny again.

Everything seemed like a cycle of flowers blooming and withering.

(End of this chapter)