I become a god in another world

Chapter 674 Three Reincarnations
Chapter 674

The falling, sputtering soil came to a halt.

Behind Yu Lingzhu, the vengeful ghost revived, its bluish-black color resembling a cloth stained with corpse fluid, running up her neck to her chin.

Patches of rotting green pus appeared on Yu Lingzhu's face, and she looked pained.

The green shadow spread outwards from the soles of Yu Lingzhu's feet to the surrounding area of ​​the Yin House.

The spatial barrier was broken, and the green shadows enveloped the group from Wan'an County and Dijing, quickly spreading to Zhao Fusheng's feet.

This green shadow is as if it has been coated with the most incurable poison in the world, and even the power of a vengeful ghost cannot resist it.

Some of the invading, dark roots on Zhao Fusheng's legs broke off, while others returned along their original path and sank into the ground.

The green energy climbed up her legs, but was immediately blocked by the ghost eye.

The eyes on her forehead and body turned at the same time, looking towards where Yu Lingzhu was hiding.

Yu Lingzhu's mind went blank for a moment.

Her consciousness vanished, replaced by another image that forcibly entered her mind: a colossal figure composed of flesh and blood mountains, with thousands of blood-red threads hanging down, suspending a corpse missing half its body in mid-air.

The ghostly threads swayed eerily, turning the ghostly corpse around.

Those dark, hollow eye sockets met her gaze, and Yu Lingzhu heard the wailing of the ghosts in her mind.

An endless, stench of decay washed over her, and she lowered her head in panic.

But the moment she looked down, her blood surged, and she saw that she was standing on the bones of corpses.

The skeletons were intertwined, twisted together, densely packed and stacked, with countless painful, rotting faces at her feet.

As if sensing her spying, the ghost harbored resentment and malice. Then, countless tentacles grew from its body, burrowed out from the ground, and entered the soles of her feet.

These tentacles, like maggots, bit through her skin and burrowed into her bones, causing both pain and discomfort.

Yu Lingzhu felt goosebumps all over her body. She screamed and shouted angrily, slapping at the surroundings.

But all of this was in vain. The maggot's body quickly elongated, pierced through the skin of her calf, and emerged from her calf.

They blazed through her body, tearing through her flesh and gnawing at her internal organs, causing her excruciating pain, yet she was powerless to resist.

Just then, Yu Lingzhu was filled with rage. She raised her hand, and a pale, blood-stained bone spear appeared in her palm. She forcefully stabbed it at her feet.

"break!"

The maggots shattered instantly, turning into blood that dripped down her legs.

The shout was both familiar and strange, and Yu Lingzhu's consciousness was momentarily dazed: Whose voice is that? Mine?
The moment this thought arose, a new idea immediately surfaced in her mind: Who am I?
As soon as the doubt arose, a tall figure, two or three zhang tall, appeared in Yu Lingzhu's mind. He was wearing a human skin cloak, his feet were being pierced by ghost vines, he was holding a bone spear, and a strange ghost eyeball appeared on his forehead.

"Zhao Fusheng! Am I Zhao Fusheng?"

She had just thought this when she was suddenly startled:
"I am not Zhao Fusheng, I am Yu Lingzhu!"

At this moment, countless chaotic memories flashed through her mind, but she realized something was wrong, and finally her spiritual consciousness gained the upper hand.

Once she regained consciousness, Yu Lingzhu realized that she had almost become Zhao Fusheng's puppet and accomplice.

She struggled to open her eyes; her arms were covered in blood blisters, each containing a blood-red, still-closed eyeball.

Yu Lingzhu's face was ashen and stiff, and a ghost skin was draped behind her, tightly strangling her neck.

As she regained consciousness, the power of the vengeful spirit's laws revived.

The ghostly eyes within the blood bubbles placed on her body were smoothed out before they could even open.

The ghost cloak disappeared, and the ghost vines that had bound her legs snapped.

Time flows backward, and the green shadows envelop everyone.

Yu Lingzhu felt a great weight lifted from her shoulders.

……

Zhao Fusheng's feet were entangled in an endless web of ghost vines.

These ghost vines originated from around her feet, and some even burrowed into her body from the soles of her feet. They worked in concert with the ghost vines outside, making them impossible to eradicate or destroy completely.

But the moment she finished piecing together Zang Junji's ghost eyeballs, she glimpsed the boundless sea of ​​corpses beneath the earth through the blood-red light and shadow.

These ghouls came one after another, and because of their astonishing numbers, they were no longer completely subdued by her laws.

Just as the horde of corpses transformed into ghostly vines and began to burrow into her from the ground, a sinister green shadow covered the soles of her feet.

A powerful, unknown force is erasing some existing traces.

The green shadow moved up her legs, cutting the ghost vines and revealing the ghost eyes that were originally entangled by the vines.

As the ghost eyeballs moved, the blood energy surged, affecting the coverage of the green shadows.

"Yu Lingzhu's Time Law".

Zhao Fusheng thought to himself.

She had not used her ghostly power before, so Yu Lingzhu's laws were not hindered when they were applied to her.

Now that she has borrowed the power of Erlang Shen's evil spirit, Zang Junji's ghost eye has been activated again, and Yu Lingzhu's laws are no longer running smoothly.

The green shadow was like a shackle, binding her body.

Zhao Fusheng felt a surge of violence, an urge to tear everything away.

But at that moment, through her ghostly eyes, she saw the other side of the Yin house, where the people of Wan'an County and the subordinates of the Imperial Capital Demon Suppression Division were trapped inside an ancient well.

Each of them spread their arms and legs out in a "T" shape and pasted them side by side on the four walls of the dry well.

Meng Po and the others seemed unaware of the impending danger, instead looking anxiously in the direction of Zhao Fusheng.

"The old well on Zhangliu Road? Tang Min?"

Zhao Fusheng realized this and immediately lowered his head.

Wherever her eyes fell, the ghost vines wriggled, and the faces of the entwined corpses showed pain.

The overwhelming black aura blocked the view below, preventing her from seeing the truth.

What we are seeing now is only the tip of the iceberg of the ghostly calamity caused by the Chang family in Wuqing County!
Once this thought arose, Zhao Fusheng did not rush to entangle with the ghost vine again, but let the green shadow envelop him.

Looking back in time.

In that instant when time reversed, the underground blood pool seemed to 'gurgle' as another cloud of blood mist rose up. The mist seeped into the green light, suppressing the power of Yu Lingzhu.

When Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes again, everyone was back in the past, standing in the ghost house.

……

This time, perhaps due to the combined power of Erlang Shen and the Ghost Eyeball, the effect of Yu Lingzhu's time reversal on Zhao Fusheng was weakened.

She had not completely forgotten what had happened before, and even retained the power of Erlang Shen.

After a long while, Yu Lingzhu finally raised her drowsy head:

"Fusheng——"

Her tongue was stiff, and the power of the evil spirit had eroded her throat, making it difficult for her to speak.

Yu Lingzhu wanted to tell Zhao Fusheng what had happened, but as soon as she opened her mouth, large amounts of blood started flowing from her lips.

"I know."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted her and waved to her.

Yu Lingzhu tried to move forward, but her limbs were not very obedient to her, and she could not move no matter how hard she tried.

Zhao Fusheng swung his spear, and the Ghost Spear instantly transformed into a whip, whipping towards Yu Lingzhu's body and swirling her in with a 'whoosh'.

The moment the ghost skin touched Yu Lingzhu's flesh, the vengeful spirit revived and quickly enveloped her. However, the vengeful spirit power within Yu Lingzhu resisted the skin's devouring force. Zhao Fusheng swung his arm, and the ghost whip pulled Yu Lingzhu close to him.

She withdrew the ghost whip and cupped Yu Lingzhu's face in one hand.

The moment their eyes met, the mark of Erlang Shen's laws appeared.

At the cost of 5000 merit points, Zhao Fusheng imprinted the power of the Ghost Eye on the center of Yu Lingzhu's forehead.

As soon as the Ghost Seal was struck, the Ghost Eye quickly suppressed the vengeful ghost that Yu Lingzhu had revived.

The force that had been choking her throat disappeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief and spat out the blood foam from her mouth.

"Thanks."

Yu Lingzhu reached out and wiped her mouth:
"Do you remember what just happened?"

As she spoke, she belatedly realized that Zhao Fusheng's memory had not been completely erased.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned around in confusion, completely unaware of what had happened between the two.

Wang Zhiyi looked puzzled. She felt that she had overlooked something very important, but she couldn't remember it.

"What just happened? Didn't we just use the Ghost Path to get to Nanyuan and enter this haunted house?" Wang Zhiyi asked.

Miao Yougong and the others looked at Zhao Fusheng with fear and unease.

She exuded a ghostly aura, her skin was ashen, her eyes were bloodshot, and an extra eyeball had appeared on her forehead at some unknown time. She looked both eerie and solemn, making people afraid to look directly at her.

At this moment, she held a pale white ghost whip in her hand, with black energy surging around the whip and ghost heads occasionally emerging from within it.

"Erlang Shen?"

Meng Po and the others also gasped softly, while Chen Duozi's expression turned serious:
"When did you summon the power of Erlang Shen, sir?"

Liu Yizhen and Wu Shaochun exchanged a glance and immediately realized that something big might have happened before this.

But since such a major event occurred, why do people have no recollection of it?
Just as everyone was surprised, Yu Lingzhu turned her head and looked around:

"They've actually entered the haunted house—"

Seeing that Yu Lingzhu's expression was not quite right, and recalling that Zhao Fusheng had used Erlang Shen's power to print her image, Meng Po guessed that Yu Lingzhu must have used the power of a vengeful ghost, which caused some abnormalities in herself.

"We just came out of the Ghost Road and saw this ghostly dwelling. We were told that after Old Madam Chang died, her two sons gathered paper craftsmen from the city to make her a ghostly palace overnight. Sir, you stepped in first and said you stepped into the mud—"

Meng Po explained:

"Then, sir, you suddenly manifested the ghostly form of Erlang Shen, Lord Yu—"

"I see."

Yu Lingzhu gave a bitter smile:
"My power as a vengeful spirit has been thwarted."

She kept it short:
“Since Fusheng has memories, he must know that this is our third time entering the underworld again.”

"The third round?"

Wang Zhiyi's expression changed drastically.

Yu Lingzhu nodded:
"On his first visit to the underworld, Fusheng broke the laws, turning the yin dwelling into a dry well. The key to breaking the balance of the ghost realm lies in the name of Gao Shen's wife," she said.

“My vengeful spirit law is time reversal. When the situation was critical, I reset time, and we returned to the entrance of the underworld.”

After speaking, Yu Lingzhu's throat felt dry, and she coughed several times in a row.

Zhao Fusheng continued:
"The second time I entered the underworld, I heard someone scream, and then they called out the old woman's name."

She looked at everyone:
"This time, the balance of the Ghost Realm was also broken. The Underworld revealed its true form, and a blood pool appeared underground, within which ghost vines were being nurtured."

Zhao Fusheng gave a brief account of what had happened.

Due to time constraints, she only mentioned the key points and did not elaborate on her battles with the Blood Pool and the Ghost Vine.

But seeing the eerie aura emanating from her and hearing her mention the strange occurrences in the area, everyone could imagine how ferocious the previous scene must have been.

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Kuai Manzhou.

Upon seeing this, her expression changed.

The child exuded a chilling aura, his ghostly presence seemingly outweighing his human nature.

A terrifying black coffin nail pierced her chest, and blood oozed from around the nail.

Zhuang Si Niangzi's aura almost merged with hers.

Without asking, Zhao Fusheng knew that during the previous battle, the child must have used some means to break through the barrier in his desperation.

Logically speaking, with Yu Lingzhu's time reversal, everything should return to the beginning—at this time, the child's wounds remain unchanged. Does this mean that Yu Lingzhu's power is weakening?

Or perhaps it was suppressed by the malevolent energy of this place?
“After Fusheng broke the balance of the underworld once again, the underworld shattered, a lot of rotten soil fell from above, and ghost corpses appeared from the ground. I was worried that something would happen if we separated, so I cast the third round of time reversal.”

Yu Lingzhu spat out another mouthful of bloody saliva as she finished speaking:
"I originally intended to return to the Chang family's East Mansion—"

She was terrified by the intertwined ghost vines on the ground and was also horrified because Zhao Fusheng had almost taken her consciousness. Her instinct was to retreat back to the Chang family home. She wanted to ask the two old men of the Chang family some questions and ask her two sisters-in-law some questions.

But when she used the power of the vengeful spirit, the laws that usually worked in her favor failed her. She felt powerless, as if her days were numbered.

Yu Lingzhu didn't dare to say much about these things. She only glanced at Zhao Fusheng when she mentioned them, and then saw a look of understanding in Zhao Fusheng's eyes.

She seemed to already have a clear understanding of her situation.

At this moment, Yu Lingzhu couldn't help but let her mind wander. Her thoughts involuntarily returned to the journey into Wuqing County, when Zhao Fusheng asked Xu Yu to use the Qiankun Brush to divine the future. The Qiankun Brush said: "Some people will die in Wuqing County during this trip."

Will I be one of those who die on this trip?

She dared not think any further and immediately said:

"This place is complicated. How should we break this deadlock?"

At this moment, everyone was trapped inside the haunted house. Yu Lingzhu's power was bound. Originally, relying on the Time Reversal ability within, she was confident that she could escape. However, now that she was restricted, Yu Lingzhu immediately had the urge to retreat.
"Why don't we try to leave this place first, and then make a more detailed plan?"

There is no turning back.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"Don't even mention leaving the yin house; the moment we stepped into Wuqing County, there was no going back."

At this point, Zhao Fusheng narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharpening:

"The only way to survive now is to turn Wuqing County upside down and completely break the ghost domain's restrictions."

Yu Lingzhu's lips moved, she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself, and in the end she was powerless to refute, so she could only nod.

"If there's no way out, then what do you want us to do next?"

Unlike Miao Yougong and the others who looked dejected, Wang Zhiyi remained calm and asked a question.

Zhao Fusheng said:

“The tombs here are special. If I could go back in time, what I saw with the power of the ghost eye might only be a drop in the ocean.”

She thought for a while:

"However, we shouldn't try to do too much at once. The fact that we can't even see the ghost's true form proves that some kind of force is interfering with us."

Meng Po looked thoughtful:
"What you mean by that, sir—"

"Let's get rid of the biggest ghost here first," Zhao Fusheng said calmly.
"The old woman didn't do any calculations. This place has been known as the dry well, called Tang—" She paused, deliberately omitting the last word 'Min' so as not to completely violate the laws of evil spirits.

"The fact that the name of this place will trigger a ghostly reaction proves that in addition to being a yin dwelling, it is also connected to a dry well."

"But in fact, the dry well on Zhangliu Road should be dozens of miles away from here."

One is in the prefectural capital, and the other is in a county under the prefecture's jurisdiction. Realistically, there's absolutely no possibility of them connecting. "But there is one exception," Zhao Fusheng said.
"It's about opening up a ghost path."

(End of this chapter)