I become a god in another world

Chapter 617: The Emperor's Seat
Chapter 617

Only Yu Lingzhu instinctively turned her head and looked at Jia Yi, and both of them showed excitement on their faces.

Zhao Fusheng felt waves of heart-pounding pressure, but this pressure was also an opportunity.

Her origins are mysterious, as if she appeared out of thin air, and people don't know much about her - now that she is showing her fangs, Yu Lingzhu thinks this is a great opportunity to understand the law of her power.

The two of them stared at Zhao Fusheng with wide eyes and saw the abyss appear below her.

Maybe it was because they stared for too long, but they saw the dark abyss slowly spinning like a whirlpool.

The black energy seemed to come alive, revealing more clues inside.

Not long after, overlapping eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness. Every pair of dead people's eyes was filled with malice. Countless vague ghost faces overlapped and stared at the two of them with resentment.

Among these ghost faces, there was a flame burning, and it seemed like a boat was seen.

The boat was neither far nor near, and it seemed as if there was a light inside, bringing a strange temptation, enticing everyone to move forward.

Just as she was in a trance, Yu Lingzhu suddenly heard someone shouting, "Guest, please get on board—"

The voice was bewitching, and Yu Lingzhu's heart moved, and she instinctively raised her legs to move forward.

But just as she was about to move forward, a pair of cold hands pinched her neck.

After being pinched, she couldn't breathe, and the cold air penetrated her body, and she woke up with a start.

Amidst the dry coughs, Yu Lingzhu found that she had taken two steps forward without realizing it.

Jia Yi, who was standing beside him, also woke up.

But the other people from the Demon Suppression Bureau who were following the two of them took seven or eight steps forward before they came to their senses.

Once they woke up, everyone was horrified.

"this--"

At this moment, black gas was seen rolling around Zhao Fusheng.

The gate of the tenth level of hell opened, and a choking smoke gushed out from the ghost realm.

Ding Datong hadn't moved yet, and then the evil spirit he controlled began to "cough".

The ghost appeared, with a hunched body and shaking from coughing.

Such situations happened to Ding Datong and his two companions as well as other ghost riders.

Just as everyone was stunned, they saw an old woman with a stern face walking out of the ghost realm!
"this--"

This sudden transformation was beyond the expectations of all those who were not aware of the situation.

Yu Lingzhu and Jia Yi had no idea of ​​Granny Xu's presence beforehand.

Jia Yi's mind changed, and the power of the ghost minions revived slightly. All the people registered in the Demon Suppression Bureau showed more or less marks of the ghost curse, but only Grandma Xu was clean, without a trace of the blood curse.

"She is not from the Demon Suppression Department."

Jia Yi frowned.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ghost rider behind him said vigilantly:
"Could it be a ghost?"

Granny Xu had a strong evil aura about her. When she appeared, the power of a big ghost's curse suppressed many people so much that they felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing.

As soon as this person finished speaking, Granny Xu turned her head and looked at him.

The old woman was not tall and was old, but she had a stern expression and looked intimidating without even getting angry.

She had a bad temper to begin with, and after controlling the ghost, she was influenced by it and became even weirder.

Hearing this person speak offensively, she immediately took action.

Granny Xu was trapped in the Ghost Palace for nearly two hundred years. During this time, she patrolled the Ghost Palace every day, killing an endless stream of evil spirits, guarding the ghost realm, and suppressing the ghosts in an extraordinary way.

Just a glance.

The ghost rider who was speaking suddenly found that her expression had changed - the moment Granny Xu's eyes met the man's gaze, they were like red-hot irons.

The red shadow caught the eyes of the Ghost Rider, and the eyes of the Ghost Rider who was speaking turned red, and smoke began to come out of his cheeks and head.

Chunks of fiery red flames like magma appeared on his body.

Before he could feel the pain, Feng Du sighed:
"Why fight and kill in the palace?"

After saying that, a layer of black gas like an eggshell wrapped around the ghost rider, and the evil spirit immediately extinguished the flames on the man's body.

He fell into a deep sleep, with a look of pain and fear on his face, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

Granny Xu's rules were interrupted.

She looked at Fengdu, and the moment their eyes met, she seemed to sense who Fengdu was.

"Humph!"

Granny Xu snorted.

"Today is a good day, it's not appropriate to see bloodshed, I'll give you some face."

After she finished humming, she turned her head and looked at Xu Yu.

The child who was holding hands with Kuai Manzhou was stunned when she appeared.

For Granny Xu, she had been trapped in the Ghost Palace for many years and had long lost the ability to perceive time. The two days in the ghost realm were like a blink of an eye for her; but for Xu Yu, it was a real wait of 58 years.

The child stared at Grandma Xu in a daze, as if he was in a dream.

Granny Xu turned her head and looked around, her expression a little dazed.

"This is Changqiu Palace—"

"The old well behind the palace" once provided water for the two of them. Grandma Xu was particularly familiar with every blade of grass and every tree in the courtyard.

The people standing in the hall, except Feng Du, Yu Lingzhu and others whom she didn't recognize at all, included Zhao Fusheng, Wan'an County and others, and Xu Yu was also there. This scene was as if these people accidentally broke into hell, entered Changqiu Palace, and changed the fate of Grandma Xu and Xu Yu.

The overlap of these scenes gave Grandma Xu a sense of unreality, as if she were falling into a cloud of mist.

"Mother-in-law!"

Xu Yu finally reacted, jumped up and jumped into Grandma Xu's arms.

Grandma Xu was still a little confused, but Xu Yu's reaction at this time interrupted her thoughts.

She didn't know why Xu Yu was so surprised to see her, but she still opened her arms and held the child in her arms.

“It’s not a ghost.”

Yu Lingzhu murmured.

Granny Xu held the child in one hand, her eyes sharp:

"What a tactless girl."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red and Yu Lingzhu's cheeks quickly felt like they were burning.

"Bang, bang." The dull sound of the octagonal bell reached her ears. Yu Lingzhu activated the power of the evil spirit again. The painful burning sensation on her cheeks quickly faded. She stood there and watched the familiar scene happen again.

"Mother-in-law!"

Xu Yu jumped and jumped into Grandma Xu's arms.

This time Yu Lingzhu didn't say anything more, she already knew how powerful this old woman was.

At the same time, although Granny Xu did not look at Yu Lingzhu again, she hugged Xu Yu with one hand and reached for her waist with the other hand.

There was also a string of octagonal bells hanging on Grandma Xu's waist.

The ghost bell rang.

Her perception of time is extremely contradictory. She has lost track of the passage of time, yet she is fully aware of the subtle changes in time.

Yu Lingzhu's rules can conceal the truth from everyone, but they cannot be hidden from her.

She held Xu Yu with one hand and looked at Zhao Fusheng:
"Master Zhao, someone has stolen time."

When she said this, many people were shocked.

Granny Xu's words could test out some of the levels of the ghost riders. As Granny Xu finished her words, Feng Du, Xie Jingsheng, and Jia Yi turned their heads to look at Yu Lingzhu.

Yu Lingzhu looked normal, but at this moment his breath was a little disordered.

There were more than a dozen unknown ghost riders in the Imperial Capital, and their expressions remained unchanged.

Only Ding Datong and the other two couldn't help but turn their heads, their eyes wandering over Yu Lingzhu and the others.

Jia Yi is very famous.

He controls the ghost minions and holds the lifeline of all the ghost controllers in the world.

Everyone is subject to him and has an instinctive fear of him; his identity and the laws of his power are self-evident.

Those who steal time only appear from others.

Zhao Fusheng already had an idea in mind.

She had originally suspected that she might have had a 'fight' with Yu Lingzhu when they met, and now it was finally confirmed.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly:
"It's okay. Everyone here is considered to be from the Demon Suppression Division."

When Granny Xu heard the words "Demon Suppression Division", her face revealed an undisguised look of disgust and aversion.

But because Zhao Fusheng and others were also considered members of the Demon Suppression Division, she forced herself to suppress her displeasure, hugged Xu Yu, turned around, turned her back to them, and said no more.

After a while, Granny Xu's voice came:

"Master Zhao, I don't like anyone from the Demon Suppression Division except you. I'm leaving first. Please help me take care of A Yu. I'll come back later when you're free."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head and said a few more words to Xu Yu. Then black air rolled up from her body, and she walked into the abyss and quickly disappeared.

Xu Yu returned to Kuai Manzhou's side, and the two children held hands and stood beside Zhao Fusheng.

Seeing this, Feng Du simply said:

"Master Zhao, now is the best day. Ling Zhu'er and Jia Yi are already here. Why don't we go sit inside the Demon Suppression Division? What do you think?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Among this group of people, Yu Lingzhu and Jia Yi took the lead. Seeing Feng Du took the initiative to invite people to go to the Demon Suppression Division, they also followed suit:
"I have no opinion."

Everyone reached a consensus and returned from Changqiu Palace.

Since the establishment of the Later Han Dynasty, the Demon Suppression Division and the city of Zhongdu complemented each other. Wherever it went along the way, all the attendants and palace maids in the city were transferred away.

The group returned to the Demon Suppression Division.

The entrance to the Demon Suppression Hall in Zhongdu City is adjacent to the Central Palace, and is majestic.

There is a plaque hanging high in the middle, with large golden characters on it.

The gate of the Imperial Capital Demon Suppression Headquarters is majestic, and there are many emissaries inside.

There were people sweeping on both sides of the road. When they saw someone coming, many of them stopped what they were doing and were about to step forward and shout at him. However, when they looked up, they saw Feng Du and others who were in the lead. They did not recognize the person, but saw a familiar face following Yu Lingzhu, Jia Yi and others.

These people couldn't raise their heads in front of Feng Du and others, but the servants below recognized them as generals from the Demon Suppression Division, and their faces turned pale instantly.

Many people lowered their heads, holding the sweeping tools in their hands, turned around in fear, and crawled on the ground.

Feng Du acted as if he didn't see these servants. He led everyone in big strides and entered the Demon Suppression Division.

Seeing the opportunity, the people behind Yu Lingzhu immediately walked out of the team and walked on both sides of the crowd like a protector.

Wherever he went, no one from the Demon Suppression Division dared to stop him.

Ding Datong followed behind the crowd, almost jogging all the way.

He was already a general-level figure. He was dispatched from the Imperial Capital to Xuzhou, and then to Changping County. Naturally, he also entered the Imperial Capital Demon Suppression Division.

But when he entered this place, he was very cautious and didn't dare to breathe. It was never like now. Wherever he went, people turned their backs and didn't dare to look him in the face.

The crowd passed through unhindered and no one dared to make a sound along the way.

Soon Feng Du led everyone into the Demon Suppression Division until they stopped in front of the highest house inside.

This house is dome-shaped and is usually guarded by a ghost rider and is not opened.

At this time, the ghost rider guarding the gate changed his expression slightly when he saw Feng Du and others, and hurriedly opened the door. Feng Du led everyone in.

The interior is extremely spacious, like a reception room.

What caught everyone's eye was a cushioned bed that stretched across the center of the hall.

The two sides of the bedside were made of gold and inlaid with agate, pearls and jade, which was extremely luxurious.

The bed was covered with a blanket woven with gold thread. The blanket was smoothed to perfection without any wrinkles, giving it a cold and gorgeous feeling.

There were cushions on both sides of the bed, and Feng Du sat down when he walked to the first seat.

Yu Lingzhu, Jia Yi and others took a look at the seat, and finally found a stool and sat down one by one.

Fengdu motioned for Wan'anxian and others to take a seat as well.

The ghost riders who followed Yu Lingzhu and others in found a place to stand. Ding Datong and the other two took a look at the number of places and wisely stood to one side.

Zhao Fusheng and others did not say anything polite and sat down one by one.

Yu Lingzhu frowned but didn't say anything. Xie Jingsheng stood behind Feng Du.

Feng Du pretended not to notice the expressions of the crowd and said to Zhao Fusheng:

"This is the meeting hall of the Demon Suppression Division. In the middle is the Emperor's seat, but no one has sat on it since more than a hundred years ago."

There was a lot of meaning in his words, but Yu Lingzhu and Jia Yi remained silent.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the cushion, and he didn't say anything.

Fan Wujiu was led by some strange genius:

"Sir, that cushion looks a bit hard. If you were to sit on it, I'm afraid you would need a soft mattress to be comfortable."

Meng Po and Chen Duozi nodded.

Yu Lingzhu curled her lips, and the ghost rider behind her showed a look of disapproval on his face.

The Demon Suppression Division respects strength.

Feng Du is old and powerful, and he made it clear that he wanted to protect Zhao Fusheng and his group. Therefore, although Fan Wujiu's words made many people unhappy, no one took action at this time.

"It's a bit early to say these things now. You haven't even been conferred the title of Golden General yet, and you're already thinking about becoming an Imperial General. Isn't that too far off?"

Someone spoke quietly behind Jia Yi.

The person who spoke was a thin man with a resentful look in his eyes as he looked at Fan Wujiu:

"Because of the case in Shangyang County, Lord Fengdu values ​​you very much and has allowed you to enter the meeting hall as an exception. He has given you a seat, but according to seniority, there is really no place for Ling Si here."

Fengdu lowered his eyelids and Zhao Fusheng said:

"We were invited in here, so we are naturally qualified to sit down." She stared at the man:

"If you are particular about rules, then I stand and you sit. There must be a reason for this rule. When the person sitting is talking, the person standing should not speak casually."

Her tough attitude was beyond the expectations of everyone in the Demon Suppression Division. Without waiting for Yu Lingzhu to speak, she continued:

"In terms of strength, we Wan'an County people are not afraid of anyone. If you are not convinced, we can have a showdown. Do you dare?"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he immediately tried to use the power of the door god.

But the moment she borrowed the power of the evil spirit, she sensed something strange about this place.

What caught her eyes was a flash of blood rising from the ground to the sky.

The bed, the cushions, and the surroundings of the meeting cabinet all seemed to be smeared with a large amount of blood.

The blood seeped into every corner of the place, creating a thick evil spirit, turning the meeting hall into a special place - using evil to suppress evil. The power of evil spirits was suppressed here and could not be used at all.

The bed where the emperor was sitting was filled with an eerie aura, and blood was rising into the air.

As soon as her ghost-borrowing power was activated, it seemed to break the balance of the place. The chaotic evil spirit rose into the sky, and then swept in from all directions, trying to eliminate the evil spirit that tried to "revive" here.

(End of this chapter)