I become a god in another world

Chapter 658 Persuading Colleagues
Chapter 658

Deep down, Wu Ciping didn't believe that Zhao Fusheng and the others could solve the ghost case in Wuqing County.

In his view, this was nothing short of wishful thinking.

He had been trapped in Wuqing County for decades, trying all sorts of methods. The longer he lived there, the more he learned about the place, and the more he realized how terrifying the gods and lords who controlled this place were.

The master who controls the realm of reincarnation is practically invincible in this place.

A group of ghost tamers who accidentally stumbled into this place may just be like countless others who have entered this place over the years, flowing into the sea and being swallowed up by Wuqing County.

Wu Ciping didn't believe anyone could solve the problems in Wuqing County, but when Zhao Fusheng asked him to come along, he hesitated.

He immediately realized the shift in his mindset.

If someone else had asked him this question, he would have thought they were crazy, rather than that they had a reason not to go.

As soon as the reason was given, Wu Ciping felt his heart, which had been dormant for a long time, begin to throb wildly.

"Does Lord Zhao think I can do it?" He stopped what he was about to say and suddenly asked this question.

Zhao Fusheng said:

“Everyone has a purpose. Putting aside the power of vengeful spirits, you are familiar with this place, as well as the Chang family of Wuqing County, the Demon Suppression Division, and Cheng Mengyin. You also know some of the laws governing vengeful spirits, right?”

Wu Ciping puffed out his chest in response to her praise:
"I do know a little about it."

He said:
"I have a grudge against Cheng Mengyin, that bastard. I was tasked with finding him when I entered Wuqing County, but that bastard has been going against me at every turn—"

He muttered curses, but halfway through his sentence, he remembered the strange events of the previous night and fell silent:

"I...I don't know either, who would have thought—"

After saying that, he clutched his head in anguish, tearing his neatly tied-up hair into a tangled mess.

“I don’t think your vengeful spirit is completely gone,” Zhao Fusheng said.
“You and Cheng Mengyin are both ghost tamers, so there’s no reason why he can use his vengeful ghost power while you can’t. Perhaps it’s because it’s been suppressed for some reason.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Ciping's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope.

"Lord Wu, there's no need for me to say anything more. You know the situation in Wuqing County better than I do. If things continue like this, even if you can reincarnate again, how many times can you endure it? When is the next round of sacrifice? How much longer can you live after you've offered your last sacrifice?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at him:
"It's better to die a good death than to live a miserable life, so let's give it a shot."

Her tone was gentle, but the meaning behind her words sent a chill down Wu Ciping's spine.

"If Eagle's Beak Cliff isn't blocked, I'll get up in about half an hour. You still have some time, so let me know when you've thought it through." He then added:
"You Hong is dead, and there just happens to be a seat left on the bus."

Zhao Fusheng said all he had to say and did not try to persuade him any further.

She walked straight away, and Chen Duozi came forward to greet her:

"My lord, do you think Lord Wu will come along?"

“Never mind him. It would be best if he came along. Even if he doesn’t, we still need to investigate. But we have to take the coffins from this place with us,” Zhao Fusheng said.

Chen Duozi was stunned for a moment:
"Bringing a coffin?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"First, there's the concern about the law of vengeful ghosts."

Last night, Wu Ciping met with two "outsiders" (including Zhao Fusheng and his group), both of whom said that the person in the coffin was "Sister-in-law Dou San," who died unexpectedly and was temporarily placed in a coffin. She had a daughter who worked as a servant in the Chang family in Wuqing County.

In the world of ghosts, some things are easily prophetic.

This place is treacherous and dangerous; what is false may become true—cause and effect are reversed. They encounter the consequences first, and who knows what will happen next?

"In the Chang family mansion, there might actually be a daughter of Dou Sansao—" Zhao Fusheng said, then let out a cold laugh:
"It's also possible that this daughter's position was prepared for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Duozi was shocked.

Zhao Fusheng, however, disagreed:

"The other reason is that I want to carry a coffin to see Cheng Mengyin."

Chen Duozi's mind raced, and he immediately realized what was going on:

"Does the master want to test his attitude?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:
"If it really was Cheng Mengyin and her group that he encountered last night, he would definitely have recognized the coffin."

While they were talking, a villager ahead reported that part of Eagle Beak Cliff had collapsed, but the area was not large. If the villagers and the members of the Demon Suppression Division worked together, it could be resolved in half an hour at most.

Miao Yougong personally selected most of the envoys to accompany him, and they went together.

About an hour later, the cliff passage was quickly opened.

While Miao Yougong and the others were still waiting to return to the village, Wu Ciping came over:
"Lord Zhao, I'll go with you."

He spoke with his head down, but his eyes darted around:
“You’re right, it’s better to die a good death than to live a miserable life. I can’t endure another day here. I can’t take any of my life’s savings with me. I’ve lived for decades, and I’m only getting worse.” After complaining, he added:

"But we're leaving, so we're taking this coffin with us."

He lowered his voice as he spoke:

“That bastard Cheng Mengyin is targeting me at every turn. I never understood her before, but now I think it must be because of the trouble that happened last night.”

"..."

Zhao Fusheng's eyebrows twitched twice, and he looked up at him.

Wu Ciping said:

"I'm going to carry my coffin to him and reason with him! This...this—"

He's been wronged to death!
"However, these villagers aren't very bright; they might be prevented from taking the coffin with them." This is a vessel belonging to Baili Temple, indispensable for holding sacrificial rites.

Zhao Fusheng said:
"I also plan to take the coffin with me."

As for the villagers' obstruction, it was not a concern for her.

Wu Ciping was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant and was overjoyed: "Then we've thought of the same thing."

The two exchanged a glance, and Wu Ciping said:
"I'll lure the villagers away later. You go first, and I'll find a way to catch up with them later."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"Time is of the essence, so let's set off together. The villagers can't stop us."

Wu Ciping hesitated upon hearing this:
"Are you going to forcibly stop them?" He glanced at Zhao Fusheng as he said this.
"But if that happens, the news will reach Wuqing County, and then things will be difficult to handle—"

"I never intended for a peaceful ending. Once we make a move, there's no room for compromise. Let's travel together, and you can tell me about the Chang family in Wuqing County along the way."

Zhao Fusheng's words made Yu Lingzhu bite her lip, but she did not refute them and chose to remain silent.

After discussing the important matters, Miao Yougong and the others had already harnessed the carriages, but the messengers had not yet boarded them.

Zhao Fusheng instructed:
"Miao Yougong, clear out a carriage and load the coffin into it."

Her words enraged the villagers of Baili Temple, who had previously been submissive.

The villagers' eyes widened, and they immediately blocked the coffin:

"How can they take our village's property?!"

Zhao Fusheng winked at Miao Yougong:

"Compensate the villagers with five taels of silver."

Miao Yougong responded, and Zhao Fusheng looked at the villagers, his tone laced with pressure:

"There's a buyer and seller dynamic, don't force me to take action," she said.

"This coffin is not for carrying anything. Three taels of silver can buy you some good pine wood. You can use the money to buy a new coffin."

Her words carried a threat:
“This coffin carried our companions last night. Seeing bloodshed is considered unlucky and will affect your merits. I’m taking this thing with me to resolve your troubles. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Lord Wu to come with us and supervise us as we transport the coffin to Wuqing County.”

The villagers were skeptical when they heard her say this.

But when Miao Yougong took out the silver, most of the people were already tempted, their eyes revealing greed.

Zhao Fusheng is right; a coffin isn't for carrying goods, and it can be purchased as an alternative. Furthermore, with Wu Ciping accompanying them to inspect the situation, there shouldn't be any problems.

With just a few words, she averted a potential conflict.

After the villagers accepted the deal, they even volunteered to help lift the coffin onto the vehicle.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Liu Yizhen:

"Yizhen, this trip to guard the coffin may require your help."

Liu Yizhen rolled up his sleeves, revealing his well-defined arm muscles:

"It's my old profession, you can leave it to me with confidence, I'll keep a close watch on it for you."

After he finished speaking, he followed the coffin onto the carriage, pressed his palm against the coffin lid, and sat inside the carriage.

The coachman, who was transporting a coffin that he suspected contained a ghost and was very frightened, felt relieved when he saw Liu Yizhen's demeanor.

Everyone got into the car and sat down. Yu Lingzhu called out:
"go!"

The vehicle slowly drove away from the village, carrying Wu Ciping under the watchful eyes of the villagers.

Wu Ciping leaned over the carriage and looked back. As Baili Temple gradually receded into the distance, a look of unease mixed with excitement appeared on his face.

He gripped the carriage tightly with his fingers, so hard that his knuckles turned white, and his lips trembled involuntarily.

Perhaps to alleviate his inner fear, he muttered to himself:

"Gone, they actually left like this—"

He smiled bitterly:
"I thought that as long as I lived, I would never leave this place—"

After saying that, he slowly let go and sat back down in his chair with a 'thud' as if all his strength had been drained.

As soon as he sat down, Yu Lingzhu immediately asked:

"Lord Wu, what exactly is the ghostly calamity in Wuqing County? Is it confirmed to be related to the Chang family?"

Wu Ciping has fled to Baili Temple—an act that is almost a provocation against the 'divine' cycle of reincarnation, and in Wuqing County it can be considered treason, an unforgivable crime.

If he were caught, he would be doomed, so he was determined to stick with Zhao Fusheng and the others.

Hearing Yu Lingzhu's question, he turned his head and stared at her.

The two had a brief encounter in their early years, but their interactions were limited.

At that time, Wu Ciping controlled ghosts and obeyed the orders of Fengdu. He was supposed to be stationed in Lizhou and return to the capital after his term of office, where he was expected to take over Fengdu's position.

Yu Lingzhu was chosen by the former Ghost General. Her ghost was very special, so she stayed in the capital after she became a ghost.

The two had met briefly years ago, but it had been a long time since then. He had been trapped in Wuqing County for many years, and his brain had been almost completely eaten away by ghosts. He didn't remember many things clearly and didn't recognize Yu Lingzhu.

The reason why Yu Lingzhu didn't recognize him was probably because he had been trapped in this place for a long time, and his ghost-like appearance was more like a human's—or perhaps for some other reason.

As the sky began to lighten, Wu Ciping glanced at Yu Lingzhu a few more times and found a sense of familiarity in her.

"Lord Yu, I didn't recognize you last night—"

Upon hearing Yu Lingzhu mention the Chang family, he immediately realized what was going on:

"The calamity in Wuqing County has been confirmed to have originated from the Chang family."

"You bullshit!"

Yu Lingzhu suddenly stood up, pointed at him, and shouted.

Wu Ciping was startled and was about to get up to dodge when Zhao Fusheng grabbed Yu Lingzhu's wrist without saying a word.
"Don't get angry yet. The truth will out, and the lie will become the truth. Don't be so short-tempered!"

Yu Lingzhu tried to break free when Zhao Fusheng pulled her, but Zhao Fusheng's strength was astonishing.

Her gaze was piercing, making Yu Lingzhu feel uneasy. In the end, she gave a soft "humph" and sat down again.

Zhao Fusheng then released his hand and looked at Wu Ciping:

"To ensure everyone's safety, speak your mind directly and don't worry about Yu Lingzhu."

"Humph!"

Yu Lingzhu rubbed her wrist, which had been pinched so hard, and snorted coldly upon hearing this, but did not refute it.

Zhao Fusheng asked:

"Let me ask you first, who are the people in the Chang family now?"

When Wu Ciping served as a general in Lizhou in his early years, he was arrogant and dared to say that his strength was on par with Yu Lingzhu's—perhaps there was a difference in the rank of the ghosts, but in terms of experience in controlling ghosts, he was no weaker than Yu Lingzhu.

But decades later, the harm of his confinement became apparent.

Faced with Yu Lingzhu's imposing aura, he couldn't muster the courage to fight her.

Thinking of this, Wu Ciping clenched his fists, feeling even more sorrowful and angry.

He composed himself and said:

"I don't know about the Chang family's grandchildren, but everyone in Wuqing County knows about Old Madam Chang and her three sons and one daughter."

"Three sons and one daughter?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Lingzhu exclaimed in surprise:

"Isn't this nonsense? First of all, the old lady's daughter is already married and it's inconvenient for her to go back to her parents' home. Of her three sons, the third son has already died young."

Did it die young?

Wu Ciping was stunned for a moment:
"I really can't remember."

He was somewhat dazed, and then rubbed his temples harder.

"Could it be that I've been in the Ghost Realm for too long and my mind has become muddled? Or is it due to reincarnation?"

"Ignore Yu Lingzhu's words."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Yu Lingzhu indifferently, warning her not to say anything that would provoke Wu Ciping:
"The Ghost Realm is inherently unpredictable, so it's normal for things to go against common sense."

She tried to lower her voice as much as possible to calm Wu Ciping down:
"Go on."

"Where should I begin?" Wu Ciping glanced at Yu Lingzhu and asked Zhao Fusheng, forcing himself to speak.

"Let's start with Old Mrs. Chang," Zhao Fusheng said casually.

Wu Ciping then said:
"In Wuqing County, Old Madam Chang is a kind person praised by everyone."

His words made Yu Lingzhu want to speak again, but Zhao Fusheng stopped her with a look and then asked:
"Why do you say that?"

Wu Ciping said:

"Because she gives alms at the end of each year—"

"Every year?" Yu Lingzhu couldn't help but exclaim upon hearing this.
Does it still exist today?

Wu Ciping nodded:
"I just made an offering two months ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Lingzhu and Zhao Fusheng looked at each other, their faces showing disbelief.

She believed that Wu Ciping was lying.

Grandma Chang passed away long ago.

On the carriage that left the capital, she had also mentioned this issue to Zhao Fusheng.

Her memories are often disordered due to the influence of the laws of vengeful ghosts, but she remembers the death of Old Madam Chang very clearly. Old Madam Chang died at the age of 76.

But at this moment, Wu Ciping said that Old Mrs. Chang was still alive and well.

(End of this chapter)