I become a god in another world

Chapter 668 The Old Lady's Haunted House
Chapter 668

"Judging from the current situation, the laws of the Ghost Domain in Wuqing County apply equally to both humans and ghosts, which is actually advantageous to us," Zhao Fusheng said.
"However, we must be more careful to prevent evil spirits from infiltrating the crowd and causing us to be summoned back to our souls."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines and responded in unison.

Miao Yougong and Wu Ciping glanced fearfully at Liu Yizhen, who was carrying a coffin. Seeing that he looked normal and was not afraid of the ghost inside the coffin, they had a higher opinion of the people of Wan'an County.

After this incident, Yu Lingzhu, fearing something might happen, immediately quickened her pace:
"The South Garden is not close to the East Garden. Even if you clear the crowds and take a carriage, it will still take half an hour to get there."

Her tone was somewhat dejected as she spoke:

"If we walk like this, we might encounter ghosts along the way—"

"It's alright." Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

“Man Zhou can open the Ghost Path to borrow a way, but he needs a familiar guide.”

"A guide?" Yu Lingzhu was slightly taken aback and repeated the question.

Meng Po nodded:

“Man Zhou can place a ghost mark on someone familiar with the path, thereby opening a ghost path, shortening the journey, and arriving at the destination in an instant.”

The power of a vengeful ghost can actually be used for this!

Wu Ciping exclaimed in surprise.

In recent years, he has retreated to Wuqing County and has long forgotten the glory days when he commanded ghosts.

However, as he traveled with Zhao Fusheng and others, he gradually recalled some of the events from back then.

As a ghost tamer, he naturally knew that there were many ways to utilize the laws of ghosts—but ghost tamers have short lifespans and are extremely susceptible to the resurrection of vengeful ghosts. Under such circumstances, ghost tamers would mostly use their power for critical moments. Unless it was a matter of life and death, no one would use the power of vengeful ghosts to travel.

At this moment, Meng Po mentioned Kuai Manzhou's method of exorcising ghosts to speed up the journey, and couldn't help but glance at the little girl several times.

Zhao Fusheng has twins under his command who can suppress and capture ghosts, Liu Yizhen who is fearless even when carrying a coffin to trap a ghost, and this mysterious little girl who can control ghosts. No wonder she was calm and composed when facing the sacrifice at Baili Temple.

As Wu Ciping was lost in thought, he also thought that Zhao Fusheng and his group had such great power that there might actually be a chance to solve the case in Wuqing County.

Upon thinking of this, he was filled with emotion and hurriedly spoke:
"Nanyuan, I—"

"I'm willing to lead the way."

Yu Lingzhu spoke first.

Among the group, she, Wu Ciping, and Wang Zhiyi were all familiar faces from Wuqing County, with her and Wu Ciping being the most knowledgeable about it.

However, this case is related to the Chang family, and ultimately, Yu Lingzhu is the one who started it all.

Yu Lingzhu had no face to let Wu Ciping lead the way; at this moment, she only wanted to solve the ghostly calamity in Wuqing County.

"I'll just mark it as a full week," she said calmly.
“I was present when the old lady was buried, so I know the location of the burial site and the residence. It is most appropriate for me to lead the way.”

This is not the time for arguing or yielding.

Zhao Fusheng immediately nodded:
"Okay! Full week, mark her."

The child responded.

Then Yu Lingzhu suddenly heard three 'thump thump' sounds coming from her back, followed by a chill that entered her chest cavity from her spine, as if it were about to shatter her internal organs.

She heard the sound of rushing water in her mind, followed by a rusty, fishy smell that filled her nostrils.

A stream of dark water mixed with shattered internal organs flowed from her nostrils and into her mouth. She mechanically cried out:
"Crossing the Yellow Springs, to the Southern Garden—"

The path to the underworld was opened, the Yellow Springs appeared, and ghost flowers bloomed on both banks.

Black blood spilled from Yu Lingzhu's chest, but Nanyuan suddenly came to mind.

Rationally, she knew she should think of the Southern Garden in February of the 247th year of the Great Han Dynasty—by this time, the Southern Garden had been completed, and Old Lady Chang was buried beneath the Yin House, with the Yang House for the living built on top.

But for some inexplicable reason, she suddenly remembered the feng shui master who appeared in 207: How awful!
If the Chang family was the source of the ghostly calamity in Wuqing County, then this feng shui master was the culprit.

This person harbors malicious intentions and harbors malice. Perhaps the Chang family's current predicament was deliberately orchestrated by this person.

Upon thinking of this, Yu Lingzhu's anger surged forth uncontrollably.

We must settle accounts with this person!

She has recently experienced time reversal several times, and the power of the vengeful ghost is now affecting her thoughts, causing her to become mentally unstable.

Yu Lingzhu's resentment and malice took over, and she wanted to find a feng shui master. Immediately, the ghostly aura around her dissipated.

With this thought in mind, she embarked on the path of the demons:
"Xi Huangquan, go to Nanyuan!"

As Yu Lingzhu shouted, she took a step forward, the power of the vengeful ghost urging her to head towards the South Garden she had imagined.

The group followed behind her, the ghost flowers quickly passing by their eyes. They hurriedly passed by the Yellow Springs, where the dead floating in the spring had turned into vengeful ghosts, staring menacingly at the people on the shore.

This wasn't the first time the people of Wan'an County had crossed the Yellow Springs, so they were able to maintain their composure in the face of the vengeful ghosts in the river.

But for the people of the Imperial Capital, this was the first time they had walked the Ghost Path.

Miao Yougong and the other ghost controllers were already terrified, let alone the ordinary messengers.

Many people couldn't withstand the terror of the vengeful ghosts, their legs went weak, and they were about to be tripped up and stopped by the vengeful ghosts wandering among the ghost flowers.

At this moment, Kuai Manzhou was in a state of controlling ghosts, and all of humanity was neither human nor ghost.

Apart from Zhao Fusheng, she didn't care about the lives of others and had no intention of helping them.

Only Wang Zhiyi, seeing this situation, gritted his teeth, pulled out a human skin from his bosom, and muttered incantations:

"Zhou Jiu, Huang Han—"

For each name she called, she would prick the person's skin several times with a needle.

The pain was excruciating from that stab.

The messenger she called out woke up quickly.

Wang Zhiyi couldn't remember some of the names, so he shouted:

"Drag the others out!"

This delay allowed the vengeful spirits from the ghost flowers along the riverbank and from the Yellow Springs River to swarm over and entangle Wang Zhiyi:
"Stay, stay—"

Wang Zhiyi was a general and quite powerful, but when she was suddenly surrounded by a horde of ghosts, she couldn't help but panic, and her hand holding the needle trembled.

But she quickly realized what was happening.

Wang Zhiyi held the human skin in his hand, circled it around his body, and countless overlapping faces were instantly reflected on the skin.

Holding the ghost needle, she forcefully stabbed it into her face—the ghosts were instantly pierced.

A hole the size of a finger was pierced right in the center of the ghost's forehead, and black energy escaped from the ghost's head. She rushed out of the ghost's encirclement for a few steps before her expression relaxed.

Although she successfully escaped, the road to the underworld still left her with a terrifying impression.

When she looked at Kuai Manzhou again, a look of fear appeared on her face.

In that short time, the other messengers who have regained consciousness will also be awakened by the ghosts' calls and rush out of the ghost flower bushes.

Meanwhile, Yu Lingzhu, lost in thought, also headed towards the south of the city.

"Cross the Yellow Springs, to the Southern Garden."

As she shouted, Yu Lingzhu stepped out of the Yellow Springs Ghost Realm.

The ground beneath her feet was no longer damp, but had become chillingly cold.

As Huang Quan vanished and the ghost flowers withered, countless vengeful ghosts and spirits looked unwillingly at the living person who had stepped out of the ghost realm at the black and red Yin Ghost Avenue behind him, before finally being taken back into Kuai Manzhou's body.

……

Everyone returned to reality. Miao Yougong belatedly realized that his inner clothes were already soaked, and a faint, lingering smell of death clung to his nose, filling him with extreme terror.

The dark red ghost road had disappeared, but he couldn't muster the courage to look back, fearing that if he did, he would see countless vengeful ghosts waiting on the road to the underworld.

"What an amazing ghost realm!"

He thought to himself, then secretly turned to look at Kuai Manzhou.

But the ghostly figure holding the child behind her had disappeared, yet the child remained in the posture of being held—upon closer inspection, her feet were not on the ground, but suspended in the air, as if an invisible entity was still supporting her from behind.

It's a ghost!

Miao Yougong dared not think about it any further.

He looked away the instant his eyes met the child's, but Kuai Manzhou's cold eyes remained etched in his mind.

The people of Wan'an County are truly monsters!

Just as Miao Yougong was trembling with fear, he heard Yu Lingzhu shout:
"arrive."

Her shout sounded strange, and Miao Yougong quickly composed himself and looked at Yu Lingzhu.

Yu Lingzhu looked pale and stared at a certain spot in front of her.

Miao Yougong followed her gaze and froze instantly.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng left the ghost realm, he looked around.

This place was different from what she had imagined.

Yu Lingzhu mentioned that this place was originally the south of Wuqing County, and belonged to the Chang family's old residence. Later, when the Chang family prospered, the local government, in order to curry favor with the Chang family, allocated the land south of the city to the Chang family.

She had two possible outcomes in mind.

Firstly, if everyone is trapped in a chaotic timeline, they will either return to the year 207 of the Han Dynasty, in which case the southern part of Wuqing County should be in a semi-ruinous state—the Chang family demolished the original dilapidated houses, piled up new materials, and dug foundations, so this place should be in ruins.

Secondly, the group arrived at the correct time—Wuqing County in the 247th year of the Han Dynasty. At this time, the southern part of the city should be the time when the yin and yang dwellings were combined, as mentioned by Yu Lingzhu.

If it were the completed South Garden, it would be filled with houses, exquisitely crafted.

But what came into her view was a boundless plain, flat on all sides, with neither ruins nor old houses in sight. Endless black mist shrouded the place, making the end of this flat land connect with the black mist, as if this plain was boundless.

In the heart of this vast, boundless black fog, stood an extremely luxurious house.

Yu Lingzhu's gaze fell upon the house.

The house has red walls and yellow tiles, and the windows seem to be multicolored.

The carvings on the roof beams are exquisite, and they have been carefully coated with various colors of paint, making them look extremely delicate.

The lights were on inside the house, and the light and shadows shone through the doors and windows, making the house extremely bright. In the eerie, dark night, the house shone like a bright pearl, standing out conspicuously.

Yu Lingzhu was pale, blood was flowing from her mouth and nose, her eyes were wide open, her lips were trembling, and she was muttering something to herself.

This place is strange and extraordinary, completely different from what Zhao Fusheng had imagined.

Upon observing Yu Lingzhu's reaction, Zhao Fusheng guessed that things might have taken a turn for the worse—the ghost path might have gone astray.

Kuai Manzhou's laws of vengeful spirits are naturally flawless. Since a mishap occurred, it must be that the laws of vengeful spirits of the Chang family influenced the ghost path, or perhaps Yu Lingzhu led the wrong way.

She glanced at the brightly lit but unsettling house, then walked towards Yu Lingzhu and asked:
"Wrong way?"

"Yes--"

Yu Lingzhu nodded hastily, but as soon as she uttered the word, a look of hesitation appeared on her face:

"no--"

She then shook her head again:

"I think I haven't gone to the wrong place. This is the south of the city, but the house is wrong."

What's wrong with the house?

Fan Wujiu asked curiously.

The house that came into view was too luxurious and too bright, but it gave everyone a very uncomfortable feeling—as if no matter how gorgeous the house was on the outside, it had a kind of eerie feeling.

Yu Lingzhu composed herself:
"This is neither the old southern part of the city, nor the rebuilt Nanyuan. And this house doesn't look right to me either; it's somewhat similar, somewhat similar—"

"What does it resemble?" Zhao Fusheng asked calmly.

Meng Po seemed to be deep in thought:
"Like a burial site."

"Yes."

Liu Yizhen nodded: "It looks like it's made of paper, and it's burned for the dead in the burial grounds."

Yu Lingzhu's face turned even paler.

She licked her dry lips, forcing herself to calm down:
"It's a burial site. The old lady passed away suddenly, but the funeral was not rushed. Her two older brothers found a paper craftsman in the city, and they spent three days working without sleep to make a burial site, which is exactly the same as the house in front of us."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ding Datong and the others turned pale.

"My lord, the Chang family is too eerie," Ding Datong said in a trembling voice. "Could it be that we've stumbled into the Chang family's Yin Palace?"

He was already considering leaving and wished he could escape this place immediately.

Zhao Fusheng frowned as he looked at the mansion, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Chen Duozi stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

"Sir, what should we do next?"

All eyes turned to Zhao Fusheng, and everyone waited for her to speak.

“We came here specifically for Old Lady Chang’s burial site, so going straight there now will save us the trouble.”

In this eerie and unsettling setting, Zhao Fusheng's calm words possessed a power to soothe and calm the mind.

For some reason, as long as they saw that she hadn't broken down, everyone felt there was hope for survival.

Even Wu Ciping, who thought he was doomed, felt inexplicably calmer.

"But is this the true nature of the Yin House in the south of the city?" Zhao Fusheng murmured.

"What do you mean by that?" Wu Shaochun scratched his cheek, feeling that his brain wasn't quite up to par.

"We are not deceived by appearances."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:

"The illusions that appear in the Ghost Realm may not be real; it is very likely that the existence of the Ghost Realm affects our five senses."

What you see, hear, and smell may not be real. Instead, it may be due to the influence of the laws of evil spirits, which distorts people's senses and makes them see this scene.

Ghosts are sinister, bloody, and dangerous, so even though the house in front of them was brightly lit, everyone's senses still instinctively felt that it was extremely dangerous.

Her words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Zhao Fusheng then said:
"Returning to the nature of vengeful ghosts, the Chang family's rules for vengeful ghosts, based on the currently known clues, can be summarized as: ghost sacrifice and reincarnation."

She analyzed it in detail:

“And the ghost ritual, when broken down further, can be summarized as shadows appearing underground and soul-calling. Reincarnation can be understood as—” She paused, “The ghosts of the Chang family possess the power of distribution, that is, they can materialize people’s fears, making things that people think about and cannot exist, stealing people’s memories, devouring people’s souls and flesh, and redistributing people’s consciousness, making people believe that they are dead and experience reincarnation—”

What she said left Wu Ciping with a vague understanding.

He felt that he understood every single word of these words, but when put together, they formed an extremely terrifying message that assaulted his mind and cognition, making it impossible and unthinkable for him to think about them any further.

(End of this chapter)