I become a god in another world

Chapter 622 Curse to Kill Sir
Chapter 621

"My Lord, time is urgent—"

Meng Po looked at Zhao Fusheng and said, "To be safe, we should look for another ghost case. We can go to Wuqing County again if we have the chance in the future."

Liu Yizhen and others also nodded.

Everyone has followed Zhao Fusheng all the way from Wan'an County to where she is today, and they are very familiar with her personality.

Although Liu Yizhen usually joked a lot, he felt in his heart that she should receive the royal general's order.

At this time, Yu Lingzhu was involved in Wuqing County of Lizhou. This person protected the Chang family and did not want Zhao Fusheng to set foot in the Chang family's territory at this time. He deliberately created difficulties to make her retreat.

Rather than forcing your way to the state, it is better to settle for the next best thing as Meng Po said.

"Sir, I think what Meng Po said makes sense. When can we not go to Lizhou? At worst, we can handle the ghost case first, and after that, we can return to Wuqing County in Lizhou." As it concerns Zhao Fusheng's future, Wu Shaochun is also cunning for once:
"The laws of the Han Dynasty did not specify which states or counties one could not enter on the way back."

Xie Jingsheng remained silent.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, and after a while he said:
"After taking the plaque today, I will go to the Demon Suppression Division and look at the files and records of Wuqing County before making a decision."

Although she did not say anything definite, she did not agree to Meng Po's suggestion. When everyone heard her words, they guessed that she was very interested in the case in Wuqing County.

Liu Yizhen hesitated and said:

"This may offend Yu Lingzhu, and affect your enthronement decree."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"Of course, the position of King General is good, but I don't want to be a general."

She looked out through the door of the carriage:
"My goal is to solve cases and exorcise ghosts. The position of general is just the reward that should be given to me. Moreover, at this point, it doesn't matter whether the position of general is given to me or not. I want to sit in the position of Zang Junji in the past."

At this point, she laughed twice:
“Although the situation in Wuqing County is special, and it is not certain that anyone has seen a ghost alive so far, but since Fengdu has mentioned it, it proves that this case is extraordinary. I am really interested.”

"What's more..." She paused, then changed the subject, "I don't like Yu Lingzhu. She was just making excuses for being a general. Even if there was no case in Wuqing County, she would still cause trouble in other places..."

Zhao Fusheng developed a rebellious mentality:

"If there is something strange in Wuqing County, I will make this trip. If I can solve this case, it doesn't matter whether I get the title of King General or not."

After she said this, everyone naturally had no objection.

Xie Jingsheng looked at her deeply:
"Lord Fengdu also guessed that you would say that. The case files have been prepared. After you take back the plaque, you can go into the cabinet where the files are kept and read them."

After deciding this matter, Xie Jingsheng said:

"We are closest to East City, so we might as well take the plaque from East City first."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and just nodded.

The carriage sped along and entered the east of the city in about an hour.

Once entering the east city, traffic became much smoother.

The ground had been cleaned and the vendors and pedestrians along the way were almost all cleared away.

Wu Shaochun peeked out and took a look:
"Sir, the shop is closed today."

This is almost a city-wide lockdown, which should be related to Zhao Fusheng taking away the five city plaques and re-branding them.

The Five Cities Ghost Plaque was very important, but Fengdu promised to give it to her - it was like an invisible tacit understanding, and he used it as a reward to invite Zhao Fusheng to go to Lizhou.

As soon as Meng Po saw the street, she immediately understood why Zhao Fusheng had insisted on handling the Lizhou case.

"grown ups--"

She sighed, "How can you be so active at such a young age?"

Fan Bisi recalled the conversation she had with Zhao Fusheng that day. She had mentioned one point: Only by being in a complex environment and carefully reading people's faces can one eventually develop a cautious and versatile character.

……

By the time the vehicle stopped in front of the Demon Suppression Bureau in the east of the city, there were already quite a few people waiting at the gate of the bureau.

Zhao Fusheng got off the car and saw Yu Lingzhu, Jia Yi, and Wang Zhiyi, whom he had met yesterday, among others. In addition, there were several unfamiliar faces.

These people had pale faces, red eye circles, and a ghostly aura. They stood in front of the Demon Suppression Bureau in broad daylight, like ghosts. Many people were afraid of their deathly aura and did not dare to approach these strangers.

"Why are all the adults here?"

When Xie Jingsheng got off the carriage and saw everyone, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Yu Lingzhu ignored him and looked at Xu Yu. Seeing that she and Kuai Manyu were holding Zhao Fusheng's hands on the left and right, she then looked at Zhao Fusheng:
"Taking the plaque is a big deal. Fengdu is determined to take it down. We have to stay here to make sure there won't be any trouble."

Jia Yi nodded.

"can."

Zhao Fusheng responded.

Yu Lingzhu said:

"This is also a big deal. Before any big deal, it's best to do some divination." After saying this, she looked at Xu Yu:
"Xu Yu's Qiankun Brush has not been used for a long time. Why not do some calculations? If it is not appropriate to take the plaque today, I think the matter will be forgotten."

"Don't count!"

When Xu Yu heard this, he immediately spoke up:

"It will definitely fit."

Before Zhao Fusheng could stop her, Xu Yu finished her words and turned her palm over. A blood-red ghost pen was already in her palm.

Wang Ling, who spoke yesterday, was also in the crowd.

He is one of the generals of the Five Towns Demon Division. The consequence of taking away the plaque has a great impact on him, and he is extremely concerned about this matter.

Yesterday in the meeting room, he saw Xu Yu sitting among the others - although he knew that the Demon Suppression Division's general Xu Yu was also participating in the meeting, he did not expect that this mysterious and unusual Qiankunbi would actually be a child.

At first, everyone was quite hesitant about the strength of this general who seldom appeared, but until Xu Yu summoned out the Ghost Pen, everyone's expression changed slightly.

Even Yu Lingzhu felt that the evil spirit that was strangling her neck disappeared into the shadows.

The moment the Qiankun Pen appeared, the evil spirits hid and dodged as if they were worried about being marked by it.

This is the special law of extraordinary and evil creatures!
Xu Yuyi took out the ghost pen, his face instantly turned pale and his eyes turned red.

She broke free from Zhao Fusheng's hand, and her eyes instantly turned from black to silver-white.

The child's arm was stiffly raised, and was moved by the Qiankun Pen:
"The Han Dynasty is about to perish."

The appearance of these large blood-red words was beyond everyone's expectations. Yu Lingzhu, who had previously had a cold look in his eyes, lost her composure and turned to look at Jia Yi.

Xu Yu was also stunned.

Wang Ling and the others shuddered all over and looked at each other, as if they wanted to say something. However, seeing that there were several generals present, they forced themselves to suppress the fear in their hearts. However, the atmosphere around them had changed.

"Fu Sheng."

Xu Yu turned to look at Zhao Fusheng, feeling a little at a loss.

The bloody words remaining in the air paused for a while, as if they were defeated by some mysterious force, and then turned into a stream of blood, slowly flowing down the air.

Streams of smoke hung down.

After a short while, the big characters were scattered and no longer had any shape.

The words disappeared, but this sentence was like a curse, branded in everyone's hearts.

"Those who should be awake fell asleep, while those who should not be asleep woke up."

“They don’t know yet.”

The Qiankun pen wrote quickly:

"When the nightmare ends, the Han Dynasty will come to an end."

Lines of bloody words collapsed.

Each prophecy turned into a specious curse, which caught everyone's eyes, and at the same time meant that everyone was marked by the Qiankun Pen. "Zhao——"

The pen was moving smoothly at first, but just when he wrote the word "Zhao", it seemed as if a terrifying force forcibly grasped Xu Yu's hand.

Several dark blue finger marks suddenly appeared on the child's pale back of the hand. Wherever the finger marks went, the child's bones were crushed and the skin withered instantly. The skin pinched by the finger marks was like dead wood.

Xu Yu endured the severe pain and reached out to grab the ghost brush. At the critical moment, Zhao Fusheng grabbed her hand:
“Don’t struggle, just let it write.”

Xu Yu looked stubborn:

"No!"

"obedient."

Zhao Fusheng growled.

As she spoke, she pinched the child's fingers away.

The ghost pen lost its restraints and began to write again with Xu Yu's hand:
"Zhao - Jili Gulu -"

Before he finished writing, large streams of blood oozed out of the Qiankun pen, quickly blurring the word "Zhao".

It seemed as if there was some mysterious law that prevented the Qiankun Pen from entering some mysterious forbidden area.

The word "Zhao" means the terrible law that even evil spirits cannot be destroyed, written or recorded.

"Gurgle-Gurgle-Gurgle-Gurgle-Gurgle"

The blood rushed and flowed.

An ominous premonition turned into a shadow hanging over everyone's heart.

At this moment, the Qiankun pen was unable to write any words below the character "Zhao" for several times. The evil spirit in the pen seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and paused for a moment.

Yu Lingzhu and the others had originally intended to make things difficult for them, but they had not expected such a sudden turn of events to occur.

Liu Yizhen had a solemn expression when he first saw the words "The Han Dynasty is about to fall". When he saw that the Qiankun pen was stuck again, he was speechless:
"This is coming again."

He looked at Zhao Fusheng:

"Does it have to write about you?"

This was originally a joke. Chen Duozi said:
"I sensed that it was very malicious towards adults."

Meng Po also nodded:
"It wants to curse you, my Lord."

As soon as the two men finished speaking, Wu Shaochun and Fan Da and Fan Xiao immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Since 58 years ago, the Qiankun Pen seems to have been trying to record Zhao Fusheng's name.

Its curse rules mentioned curses related to Zhao Fusheng three times in total.

First: An important person will die in Wan'an County next spring.

Second: Once Xu Yu reunites with the people in Wan'an County, he will face death.

Third: The Han Dynasty is about to collapse.

The fall of the Han Dynasty meant that the ghost riders suffered a heavy blow.

As one of the ghost riders, it is unclear whether Zhao Fusheng can survive this incident.

This is the curse of the Qiankun Pen on Zhao Fusheng.

It tried to exert its laws several times, but its laws were interfered with by the power above it, making its curse circuitous and indirect, and not being implemented.

But the ghost pen did not give up.

When it finished writing the word "Zhao" and could no longer write, it simply collected the blood again and continued writing after a while:
"A feast of evil ghosts will be held on a certain day in the future. When will it be? A powerful ghost rider will become a meal for the ghosts, and the ghost rider will eventually be attacked by the ghosts."

The vicious curse began again.

"The blood moon rises, and hundreds of demons roam the night."

"It's not a natural disaster, it's a man-made disaster."

Qiankunbi wrote:
“…Can the Infinitely Meritorious Heavenly Venerable decipher the secret of Zang…jiligulu…Zang…jiligulu…Zang…ji…”

The blood in the Qiankun Pen turned into a blood-red mist that slowly rose up. The Ghost Pen, having exhausted all its power, tilted with a "click" and fell into Xu Yu's palm.

And the strange force that was restraining Xu Yu disappeared.

The child moved his fingers, the ghost pen had not disappeared yet, it was obvious that it still had something to say.

After a while, Qiankunbi continued to write:

"He said: 'My Lord is to the south, I will never turn to the north...'"

After writing this paragraph, the body of the Qiankun Pen turned into black mist.

The evil ghost twisted and turned into a shadow and disappeared into Xu Yu's hand.

She was still in shock and looked at Zhao Fusheng as if she had caused a terrible disaster.

She also heard what Meng Po said before, and Xu Yu's eyes trembled:
"Fusheng, I..."

"Don't think too much."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted her:

"It's just a guess, whether it's true or not is unknown." She said:

"Even if it's true, it's the nature of ghosts to kill people. We are just ghost riders, not their masters. It has nothing to do with you. Don't worry about it."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Xu Yu tried to remain calm.

It was impossible for the child to untie his knot with just a few words from her, but since things had come to this point, she could only force a smile, hoping that Zhao Fusheng would not be distracted by trying to comfort her at this time.

"Don't worry about these things in the future. Our goal today is to take down the plaque."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he looked at the plaque above the Demon Bureau of Dongcheng Town.

She shouted:
"Man Zhou, go get it."

Yu Lingzhu and others were still immersed in the astonishment brought by the prediction of the Qiankun Pen. When they heard her words, they looked at each other. Yu Lingzhu moved, and Jia Yi winked at her and shook his head slightly.

Wang Zhiyi leaned against the wall, tilted her head, and grabbed a strand of hair in her palm.

Behind her, a gentle male voice sounded:

"Turn your head and let me see what happened? Didn't Xu Yu just use the Qiankun Pen--"

He talked for a long time, but Wang Zhiyi didn't reply. Jiang Jinshan became anxious. Wang Zhiyi's hair fluttered, and his wide eyes looked outside through the ends of his hair, and he shouted to a ghost rider:
"Come here and tell me what happened."

The person he called out to walked closer with a fearful and sad face.

"Zhao Fusheng from Wan'an County asked a child to get the ghost plaque from Dongcheng Town—"

Jiang Jinshan said anxiously:
"Is it Xu Yu?"

"No, it's not Master Xu Yu, it's another child, about the same age as Master Xu."

The image of Kuai Manzhou emerged in Jiang Jinshan's mind:

"Oh, oh, the little girl next to Lord Zhao."

"She, she is a ghost rider, and the ones she rides on are calamity-level evil ghosts—"

The person who was speaking saw Kuai Manzhou flying into the air, and dense hair was entangled around her feet at some point. The long hair was strange and looked like a living thing, wrapping around the child's legs and carrying her into the air.

The little girl shook her head and several strands of long hair flew towards the plaque.

She had been planning to wrap the plaque with ghost thread and take it down as she had done in the past, but the moment the ghost energy touched the plaque, something strange happened - the ghost thread penetrated the plaque, and the object that should have been unusually tight instantly fell apart, and layers of ripples spread out where the two were connected.

(End of this chapter)