I become a god in another world

Chapter 667 Changfu Laws
Chapter 667

"Oh no, sir, this ghost is trying to escape!" Fan Wujiu shouted upon seeing this.

He was simple-minded and said whatever came to mind, showing no restraint towards women.

The woman seemed to ignore what he said.

Realizing something was wrong, the group was about to stop when, at the very moment they stopped, it felt as if another force was pushing them forward.

Zhao Fusheng felt his legs moving forward continuously, following the direction the woman was in.

The area ahead was shrouded in thick fog, and in the endless black mist, many red lanterns could be seen flickering in the darkness, looking like a winding red beacon leading the way from afar.

Do not proceed!

A profound sense of crisis welled up in Zhao Fusheng's heart.

Just as she became alert, the shadow beneath her legs seemed to have a mind of its own, moving forward in the direction indicated by the red lantern.

Everyone lined up in a row, and at that moment, the shadow took control of the physical body.

Wang Zhiyi also realized something was amiss and shouted:
"Zhao Fusheng, the shadow is leading the way."

As soon as she finished shouting, the others also looked down at their own shadows on the ground.

Malice lurks beneath those shadows.

Realizing this, Zhao Fusheng tried his best to stand firm, and the others also wanted to stop, but the shadow pulled him toward the direction of the red light.

A tug-of-war ensued between the two sides, but ultimately the vengeful ghost gained the upper hand, dragging everyone toward the direction of the red lantern.

Zhao Fusheng shouted sharply:
"Full week".

As soon as she finished speaking, Kuai Manzhou gave a soft snort.

As the child spoke, Yu Lingzhu felt a chill creeping into the air around her.

A damp, cold mist enveloped the surroundings.

As if in the dead of winter, the frozen lake surface cracked, and water vapor carrying icy mist seeped out from the cracks, seeping into everyone's bones.

As the biting cold intensified, everyone's consciousness became clearer, and they even managed to break free from the shadow's control for a moment.

Yu Lingzhu looked down at the ground—and saw that strange red lines, as thin as hair, had somehow appeared in the shadows beneath her feet.

These red threads, seemingly woven from blood, linked together the shadowy figures wherever they went.

The ghostly figure was bound and instantly frozen in place.

But the strangeness of the Chang family does not only stem from the shadows themselves.

Once the shadow was bound, an even more terrifying aura revived from the ground, with an endless stream of malevolent energy surging into it, causing the shadow, which had been frozen in place, to revive once more.

But Kuai Manzhou's power is not limited to this.

The bloodline was shattered by the ghostly figure, and then it turned into countless blood droplets that burst out in all directions. Wherever the blood droplets touched, tiny black buds bloomed.

The buds sprouted into flower buds, which in an instant transformed into blood-red ghost flowers in full bloom.

Among the ghost flowers, the vengeful spirits of ghost villages are resurrected, engulfing the shadows.

……

The battle between the vengeful spirits lasted only a moment.

The two ghosts fought, and the group took the opportunity to escape.

Everyone immediately ran a few steps, but their shadows were left behind.

This strange phenomenon made everyone feel slightly uneasy.

Zhao Fusheng's mind raced, and he immediately said:
"We can't split up and go to Nanyuan together."

Yu Lingzhu and Wang Zhiyi exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's what we intend to do."

"Which way to Nanyuan?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Yu Lingzhu said:

"Follow me—"

She was a member of the Chang family, and she was quite familiar with this East Mansion, both before and after the renovation.

Yu Lingzhu turned and ran forward two steps, with the others following closely behind.

They had only taken a few steps when the woman who had led the way earlier rang in their ears:

"The terrain of the East Mansion is complicated and it is easy to get lost. There are also many rules in the house, so please be careful not to take the wrong path, distinguished guests."

As they spoke, a thick fog rolled in all around them.

Yu Lingzhu's consciousness went blank for a moment. When she heard what the woman said, she found herself in a thick fog.

The path ahead twisted and turned, and the familiar Chang family home felt strangely unfamiliar to her.

Through the thick fog, all she could see were long, winding corridors.

Red lanterns hang under the eaves, forming a guiding light.

The crimson light, like a crouching, blood-red serpent, guided the crowd forward.

The woman who had previously walked quite far ahead had somehow reappeared at the front of the group. She stood with her hands clasped in front of her chest, her body stiff, and spoke in a rigid tone:

"The old lady is very strict and doesn't like people barging in. Now, the two gentlemen want you to go to the Peony Hall. After you finish your meal, wait for the old lady to summon you."

Everyone jolted awake, and when they looked down at the ground again, the black shadow that had been shattered by Kuai Manzhou's power had reappeared beneath their feet.

Influenced by the Chang family, the shadowy figures seemed to develop their own consciousness, forming three neat rows and following the woman's steps.

Perhaps fearing further trouble, the woman walked very quickly.

With each step she took, she advanced more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and the shadows cast by the crowd followed her out.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at the shadows, then looked up at the lanterns above, and noticed that, led by the woman, everyone landed precisely beneath the red lanterns with each step they took.

Under the light, the ghostly figures appeared to be nourished by the blood-red light, making their ghostly aura even more active.

'Tap, tap, tap!'

The group moved in perfect unison, their bodies moving out of control as they followed the woman forward. In an instant, they had advanced more than a dozen lanterns, and the surrounding chill intensified.

"Where are you taking us—?"

Yu Lingzhu asked, her voice trembling with fear.

The woman's voice remained unchanged as she calmly replied:
"Go to the Peony Hall."

“I’m not going—” Yu Lingzhu shook her head in rebuttal, and then she immediately used the power of the vengeful ghost: time reversal.

The ghost appeared and grabbed her shoulder.

Time reverses, and the events that occurred begin to rewind.

The woman's forward steps began to retreat, and everyone else followed suit, quickly retreating back to the point before the black mist appeared.

At this moment, the shadow beneath everyone's feet, having just been affected by the evil energy of the haunted house, went against the owner's wishes and led everyone forward.

At Zhao Fusheng's instruction, Kuai Manzhou summoned the villagers of Ghost Village, causing black and red ghost flowers to bloom and trap the shadows.

……

As everyone fled the shadows, Zhao Fusheng immediately spoke:
"We can't split up and go to Nanyuan together."

She paused in surprise as soon as she finished speaking.

For some reason, Zhao Fusheng felt that his words sounded very familiar, as if he had said them sometime before.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Zhiyi turned to look at Yu Lingzhu.

Blood was seeping from Yu Lingzhu's nostrils, eyes, and ears. She stood there with her head down, her shoulders stiff.

Upon hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, she trembled, as if she had just come to her senses:
"The shadow will rise again, that woman—"

Her tongue was still a little stiff when she spoke, as if she had been affected by a ghost and could not speak with much strength.

Zhao Fusheng immediately realized that something might have happened earlier, forcing Yu Lingzhu to use the power of the vengeful ghost.

As soon as she realized this, she immediately shouted:
"Manzhou, trap that woman."

The child nodded slightly.

"Okay!" she shouted as soon as she agreed, her eyes bloodshot.
"mother!"

As soon as the shout fell, Zhuang Si Niangzi appeared. A calamity-level demon manifested, naked, and embraced Kuai Manzhou in her arms.

The ghost's long hair flew wildly, transforming into a vast net that covered the entire garden.

Wherever the ghost net went, it swept up ghostly figures, lanterns, houses, and gardens, annihilating them all in the blink of an eye.

The woman leading the way was not spared either; she was strangled by Zhuang Si Niangzi's ghost hair.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone realized what was happening, all the demons and monsters had been destroyed by Zhuang Si Niangzi.

Miao Yougong, Wang Ling, and the others were initially on high alert when faced with the strange phenomenon, thinking that their day was numbered.

Before Zhao Fusheng could even make a move, the child beside her swept away the crisis with a single action.

Wang Zhiyi was also taken aback.

She turned to look at Kuai Manzhou and saw the child being held in the arms of the female ghost. The child's face was deathly pale, and the eyes were bloodshot. The child's long, disheveled hair blended with Zhuang Si Niangzi's ghostly hair, making the child look like a ghost.

When Wang Zhiyi turned to look at Kuai Manzhou, Kuai Manzhou immediately realized that she was spying on him.

Countless drops of blood swirled among her long, flowing hair, and within each droplet were pairs of eyes fixed on her.

Wang Zhiyi felt a chill run down his spine when those eyes looked at him.

She knew beforehand that the child was a powerful ghost tamer, but she never expected that the child beside Zhao Fusheng would possess such powerful ghostly energy.

Wang Zhiyi was terrified when those ghostly eyes glanced at her.

Just then, the black mist gathered again, and the figure of the woman who had been strangled by Zhuang Si Niangzi reappeared.

She remained standing at the front of the crowd, her hands clasped in front of her chest, and said in a sinister voice:

"The terrain of Dongfu is complex—"

"Don't listen to her nonsense. As soon as she finishes speaking, she'll lead us to follow the lantern."

Yu Lingzhu interrupted the woman.

The woman ignored her voice and continued:
"The old lady has strict rules and doesn't like people barging in—"

Despair was evident in Yu Lingzhu's eyes.

She had already experienced this once, and knew that if she didn't stop this woman, the group would still head towards the lanterns and proceed to the Peony Hall.

But the woman was merely a guiding ghost; the real masterminds behind the strange occurrences in the Chang family were the two patriarchs—or perhaps the matriarch.

Her ghostly laws prevent her from fighting ghosts; she can only passively reverse time.

Yu Lingzhu had a premonition that if they continued on to the Peony Hall, they would face an even more terrifying crisis.

But apart from her, no one else knew what would happen next. Could it be that she had to go back in time again to explain what happened later to everyone?

Just as she hesitated, Zhao Fusheng spoke:

"We've been talking for so long, and I still haven't asked you your name."

Yu Lingzhu's words caught in her throat. She realized that when she started over again, Zhao Fusheng had interrupted the previous process, which had brought about a turning point in the situation.

This question is related to the woman herself; her words were interrupted, and she stood still.

After a long pause, she slowly said:

"My name is Dou San Niang—"

"Dou San Niang?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ciping was greatly alarmed:

"This isn't me talking nonsense—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Fusheng turned to look at him, his eyes sharp.

Although she didn't say anything to stop him, Wu Ciping understood the message in her eyes: Shut up!
Wu Ciping pursed his lips tightly.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Didn't you die in the mudslide at Baili Temple last night?"

The woman said:
"Within Wuqing County, thanks to the protection of the Chang family, I was able to exchange my merits for reincarnation. I died last night, but the merits I accumulated are enough for me to be reborn as a human, to serve the masters, and to accumulate more merits."

"You live in a mountain village, where do you start to accumulate merit?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

'Hehe.' The woman chuckled sinisterly twice.
“I have a good daughter who has accumulated a lot of merit for me.”

Upon hearing this, Fan Bisi could no longer contain his curiosity:
"Who is your daughter?"

"My daughter's name is—" The woman was about to answer when Zhao Fusheng suddenly moved with lightning speed and shouted:
"Yizhen!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yizhen stepped forward:
"here."

The two cooperated tacitly.

As Liu Yizhen stepped forward, Zhao Fusheng's hand landed on the coffin on Liu's back, and he suddenly shouted:
"Dou San Niang, you are already dead. When a person dies, they should be placed in a coffin and laid to rest. Dou San Niang, you should go into your coffin!"

When she shouted, something strange happened.

As she slammed her hand on the coffin, a tremor came from inside.

Liu Yizhen was startled at first, then gripped the ground with his toes and stood rooted to the spot.

"Do not--"

Dou San Niang's tone was filled with panic.

She wanted to resist, but the laws of this place could not be defied by anyone or anything.

When a ghost calls out to a person, that person is being taken by the ghost.

Similarly, when a person calls upon a ghost, the ghost will also be taken away.

As soon as Dou San Niang was called, the ghost's body was immediately disintegrated by the laws.

The ghost coffin carried on Liu Yizhen's back shook violently, and a scratching sound came from inside before it fell silent.

The ghost that led the way disappeared.

Everyone had escaped death and stood still.

As soon as Dou Sanniang was subdued, the malevolent energy in the shadows that had revived on the ground immediately disintegrated, turning into yin energy that seeped into the earth.

With a rustling sound, the malevolent energy seemed to be buried in the earth, disappearing without a trace.

The eerie power that had been controlling the shadows around everyone, as if it had seized their very souls, vanished.

The group felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off their shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

"just--"

Miao Yougong was still in shock and about to speak when Zhao Fusheng raised his hand to stop him.
"Let's get out of here first."

After speaking, he turned to look at Yu Lingzhu:

"lead the way!"

Once the ghost was subdued, the ghost realm was briefly broken, revealing the true state of the Eastern Mansion.

Yu Lingzhu suppressed the lingering fear of surviving a close call, glanced around, and then recognized the direction:
"here!"

She led the way, walking briskly ahead, with the others following closely behind.

Wu Ciping walked for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back any longer:

"Lord Zhao, that Third Sister Dou just now—"

"Once her name is recorded, it's the truth; that's the Chang family's rule!"

Before Wu Ciping could finish his question, Zhao Fusheng immediately said:

"It's better to have a name and a surname, so that you can find a way out."

After she finished speaking, she added:
"It might be coming for me."

The character 'Dou San Niang' is a fictional character created by Wu Ciping, and the 'Dou San Niang' fabricated by Wu Ciping originated from the past events revealed by Zhao Fusheng after participating in the sacrificial ceremony.

Therefore, 'Dou San Niang' is a 'past life' fabricated by the Chang family's laws. Once the 'Dou San Niang' who is leading the way reveals her daughter's name, Zhao Fusheng may be immediately marked by the Chang family's ghost domain laws and fall into danger.

She has not experienced the cycle of reincarnation in the Chang family, and it is not yet clear what will happen after she is marked.

Now that she is leading the team and has many things to do, she cannot risk her life to participate in the cycle of reincarnation. She has no choice but to take the initiative and lock the ghost in the coffin.

(End of this chapter)