I become a god in another world

Chapter 677 Ghost Pen and Ghost Book
Chapter 677

"Fusheng, this is Qingyun Road! This is the Chang family, this is the true Wuqing Prefecture—"

Upon seeing the familiar scene, Yu Lingzhu immediately shouted excitedly:

"The Chang family's East Garden draws upon the auspicious purple aura from the east, ascends the path to success, and ensures the Chang family's long-term peace and prosperity. This is the true Chang family."

After she shouted, Wang Zhiyi began to curse:

"You're insane, woman! Do you think this is normal? Have you forgotten how we got here?"

The group came from Nanyuan, another "Wuqing County". They were clearly in a tomb in a Yin house when Zhao Fusheng broke the restriction and revealed the Blood Mirror. The mirror reflected another world, which brought Zhao Fusheng and the people of the Demon Suppression Division into the mirror world, and captured them here.

As soon as Wang Zhiyi finished speaking, Yu Lingzhu was stunned.

"Is this...is this fake?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt uneasy:
"Was the Wuqing County I saw when I returned all those years ago a world in a mirror image? Where exactly did I go?"

Zhao Fusheng looked around at the people, his gaze still alert.

The blood mirror disappeared, and the female ghost in the mirror, as well as the terrifying tree roots behind her, vanished without a trace.

The sky had already brightened considerably, and the surrounding yin energy had completely vanished.

However, Zhao Fusheng felt that the crisis was not over.

The Blood Mirror may be hidden in some mysterious place, and the vengeful ghost in the mirror is very likely still waiting for her. Only a section of the eerie tree root is exposed, like the tip of an iceberg emerging from the water, and there are more dangerous and larger trunks hidden in the blood mist.

With her heart taut, she reached down and touched her shoulder—the ghost skin cloak was removed. With a flick of her wrist, the people of Wan'an County, Wang Zhiyi, Yu Lingzhu, and the others from the capital, who were trapped inside the human skin, were freed from the vengeful ghost.

Once everyone was free and landed, they initially looked somewhat dejected, but then they all stood up and looked around warily.

"grown ups--"

The group was trapped inside the ghost skin and affected by the vengeful ghost in human skin, but fortunately they were not seriously injured and recovered in a short while.

Meng Po leaned against Zhao Fusheng's back:

"My lord, we are possessed by the ghosts in the mirror—" She paused here:
"No, we might have been dragged in by those tree roots."

Tang Min didn't have that ability; only the ghost tree she relied on could cause trouble.

But new problems arise.

The ghostly calamity in Wuqing County is severe, with layers of fierce ghosts suppressing it. After defeating the small ones, larger ones appear. So far, Zhao Fusheng has used half of his supernatural powers and can only glimpse the rudimentary form of the ghost tree.

"The most urgent task is to resolve the issues concerning Tang Min and the Reincarnation Blood Pool," Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

As she spoke, she looked down at her legs.

Her legs were completely unharmed, her pants were covered in foul-smelling mud, and the cloth binding her calves was dirty and damp, but there was no blood. The mirror showed her legs covered in 'roots'.

The large and small ghost eyes that covered her body transformed into brownish-red, egg-sized scars, densely covering her body.

Zhao Fusheng reached out and grabbed a pedestrian:
"You—" Her demonic eye on her forehead opened, and the pedestrian she had grabbed immediately rolled his eyes and weakly called out:
"There's a ghost—"

"Fuck you."

Fan Wujiu rushed forward and slapped the man on the forehead:
"You're the devil! You're blind as a bat! This is our master."

The man, who had almost fainted from fright, immediately regained his senses after being whipped.

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Ghost, spare my life—"

"..."

Zhao Fusheng was at a loss for words, both laughing and crying.

She reached out and threw the man aside, then said:
"There's no need to ask any more questions. This might be Wuqing County in the mirror world."

After speaking, she glanced at Yu Lingzhu and Wang Zhiyi:
Are you familiar with this place?

Yu Lingzhu's head was throbbing slightly, and she was taken aback when she heard this:
"What do you mean by that? Wuqing County is mine—"

"idiot!"

Wang Zhiyi shouted angrily:
"What she means is that we returned empty-handed from Wuqing County the last two times without encountering any ghostly calamities, and we thought that the world was at peace, perhaps because we entered the mirror world."

Yu Lingzhu wasn't really stupid; she vaguely understood the meaning behind Zhao Fusheng's words, but she couldn't believe it.

“Whenever there is a ghostly calamity, there are bound to be some clues. How could the two of us be completely unaware?” After Yu Lingzhu finished speaking, her gaze met Wang Zhiyi’s. The two of them felt a sense of foreboding and were somewhat uneasy.

"Never mind, never mind." Jiang Jinshan seemed to understand Wang Zhiyi's hidden worries at this moment, and he spoke up to smooth things over:
"Speculation is useless. It would be better to ask the people of Wan'an County to grab a passerby and ask about the Chang family in this area. You will know the answer soon enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shaochun and Liu Yizhen acted simultaneously, stopping a peddler carrying a load on a pole and sandwiching him between them.

The members of the Imperial Capital Demon Suppression Division surrounded the emaciated man.

"My lords, spare my life!"

The peddler was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Liu Yizhen asked:
"Let me ask you—"

……

After a while, everyone had learned the basic information.

This place is indeed Qingyun Road in Wuqing County. Not far ahead is the East Garden of the Chang family, which is very famous in Wuqing County.

Here, Old Mrs. Chang passed away more than 30 years ago, and the youngest son of the Chang family is gone, leaving only the two old men.

These two gentlemen have a thriving business, owning various shops throughout the city and operating in a wide range of areas. Their businesses are now extending almost to the capital, and even many ghost tamers work for them in secret.

Besides, the East Garden was inhabited by the direct descendants of the Chang family, while the South Garden was inhabited by the two masters' concubines and their illegitimate children.

Strangely, the eldest son of the Chang family had also moved to Nanyuan more than 30 years ago and has rarely gone out since. Rumor has it that he suddenly developed hysteria more than 30 years ago and eventually lost his ability to speak, which can be considered as Chang's dislike of him.

These words are similar to the situation mentioned by Yu Lingzhu.

For a moment, Yu Lingzhu was in a daze, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

"Now how to do?"

Miao Yougong was silent for a moment, then asked a question.

All eyes in the capital fell on Zhao Fusheng, who sighed:

"Go to Nanyuan and dig up Old Madam Chang's grave."

Yu Lingzhu felt goosebumps rise on her back, but then she thought it was a good idea.

Once Zhao Fusheng made his decision, he immediately looked at Yu Lingzhu:
How far is it from here to Nanyuan?

Yu Lingzhu composed herself:
"If we travel by carriage at high speed, it will take about half an hour; if we walk—" She had never walked before, but she had only made a rough estimate of the time in her mind:
"At least an hour or more."

After she finished speaking, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Kuai Manzhou.

If they were to use the Ghost Road to clear the way, the speed would be fast; but last time they tried to open the Ghost Road, they ended up in a graveyard by mistake, which nearly killed everyone. Yu Lingzhu didn't dare to lead the way again, so they were stuck in place for a while.

Zhao Fusheng was also afraid of taking the wrong path.

This world is a mix of reality and illusion, difficult to distinguish. She thought for a moment:
"I have another way."

After saying that, she changed her mind and took out a God-Sealing Token in her palm: Summon the Night Wanderer!

Amidst the horrified gazes of the passersby, black mist churned, and the ghost carriage had somehow come to a stop beside them.

Amidst the neighing of a ghostly horse, the carriage door opened, and Yu Qingyu, his face ashen, appeared at the carriage door holding a ghost book.

For a moment, everyone's consciousness was in a daze.

Zhao Fusheng turned and leaped onto the ghost carriage, letting out a soft shout:
"go!"

Wang Zhiyi was taken aback, and she looked at Yu Lingzhu:

"This is--"

More than fifty years ago, General Yu Qingyu, who died from a headless ghost in the capital, was resurrected as a vengeful spirit and fell into the hands of Zhao Fusheng.

Yu Lingzhu's expression froze. She lowered her head and quickly jumped onto the ghost carriage as well. The space on the ghost carriage should have been limited, but the situation was special at this time. Zhao Fusheng forcibly suppressed the ghost carriage's laws, and everyone in the capital squeezed onto the carriage one by one.

Even though the space of the ghost carriage belongs to the ghost realm, the crowd was so large that everyone was crammed together.

Only the fierce ghost in the green robe kept marking and recording the names on the register.

What should have been a frightening scene turned into something rather comical due to the relentless activity of the vengeful ghost.

After everyone got into the car, Zhao Fusheng forcibly took the Ghost Book from Yu Qingyu's hand.

After thinking for a moment, she first asked Yu Lingzhu for the names of the people living in the South Garden, especially the concubines of the two masters.

However, Yu Lingzhu didn't care about these people and couldn't say the names. So Zhao Fusheng asked the two masters of the Chang family about the names of their descendants.

After a while, Yu Lingzhu said a few names, which Zhao Fusheng recorded in the Ghost Book, but the Ghost Book showed that the marking had failed.

Those recorded names could not be entered into the Book of Ghosts; these people no longer exist in the world.

"Chang Lu."

Yu Lingzhu said another name, Zhao Fusheng, and registered it again. The moment her thought fell, the name was not engraved in the Ghost Book. It was as if a drop of water fell into the ocean, leaving no mark and disappearing without a trace.

"..."

Yu Lingzhu tried seven or eight names in a row. After a while, she suddenly said:

"Try writing about Chang Xianwang."

After saying that, he added:
"And Chang Houwang."

Judging from the names, it's not hard to tell that she was referring to the names of two brothers—presumably the two patriarchs of the Chang family.

Zhao Fusheng readily accepted the good advice and wrote down the names of Chang Xianwang and Houwang.

Without exception, the names of these two people cannot be written down.

Yu Lingzhu looked stunned.

This outcome was both within her expectations and somewhat unexpected (perhaps she didn't want to admit it).

But when she finally realized what had happened, she had an indescribable feeling.

The car was crammed full of people. Liu Yizhen turned his head with difficulty and suddenly spoke:
"Fusheng, there's also a Chang Hao in Nanyuan."

"Yes, and Xiao Hao too."

Yu Lingzhu forced a smile that looked more like a grimace:
"How about we try Xiao Hao?"

Zhao Fusheng was extremely patient in the case of the ghost.

Despite failing multiple times, she complied with their suggestion once again and wrote down Chang Hao's name.

This strange thing happened.

As soon as her merit points were deducted, Chang Hao's name appeared on the Ghost Book, but it was a bright red color, like blood.

Then the carriage shook.

Suddenly, a large number of crisscrossing black marks appeared on Yu Qingyu's face.

Those markings exist beneath its withered, ghostly skin, like hidden cracks inside porcelain.

The Ghost God Token held in Zhao Fusheng's hand became unbearably hot, and the Ghost God Ranking began to tremble.

However, this upheaval could not shake the Investiture of the Gods.

The ghost list spun, its surface splattered with blood. A chilling wind swept through Zhao Fusheng's mind. After a long while, a ghost stele slowly materialized, suppressing the conflict between the laws of ghosts and gods.

Then, Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness displayed a message from the Investiture of the Gods: The Night Wanderer cannot mark unknown entities.

……

Upon hearing this hint, Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed.

She wasn't afraid of problems with the marking at this moment; what she feared was that, like before, there would be no unusual activity at all when marking with the Ghost Book.

The fact that Chang Hao's existence cannot be marked by the ghost car proves that the Chang family's problems are tied to him.

The hint from the Investiture of the Gods is that the God of Night cannot mark an unknown entity (Chang Hao). According to the Ghost Chariot Law, the Ghost Chariot can only mark people and cannot mark ghosts (refer to the fact that the Ghost Chariot cannot mark special entities such as Da Xiao Fan). Therefore, it can be inferred that Chang Hao is very likely a survivor from Wuqing County!
In a flash, Zhao Fusheng had already figured out some things.

Seeing that her expression was strange, Yu Lingzhu hurriedly asked:
"what happened?"

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Chang Hao might not be dead yet."

"W-what?" Yu Lingzhu was startled at first, then overjoyed: "Are you serious?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded slightly.

At this moment, she didn't have time to say much to Yu Lingzhu, and instead looked at the Ghost Book in her hand.

Because she forcibly registered Chang Hao's name in the Ghost Book, the vengeful spirit of Yu Qingyu, the holder of the Ghost Book, suffered a backlash.

The ghostly deity's edict for the Night Wanderer was now covered with grayish-white vines.

Simply relying on a register of merit points is not enough.

What method should be used to write Chang Hao's name into the Book of Ghosts?

Zhao Fusheng's mind raced, and he looked at Xu Yu.

"Ah Yu, may I borrow your Qiankun Brush?"

Xu Yu trusted her implicitly, and upon hearing this, he immediately summoned the Qiankun Brush.

Zhao Fusheng wrapped the child in his arms, holding the Ghost Book in one hand and wrapping Xu Yu's hand with the other.

The ghost pen resisted, but she restrained it with the power of Erlang Shen, while also intimidating it with the Investiture of the Gods.

Then Zhao Fusheng asked Yu Lingzhu:
"How old is Chang Hao according to normal time?"

“She’s 43,” Yu Lingzhu said.
“He was born in July of the 204th year of the Han Dynasty. He is 43 years old now, but not yet 44.”

"it is good!"

Zhao Fusheng nodded, then picked up his pen and wrote: Born in the 204th year of the Great Han Dynasty—

As soon as these words were written, the Qiankun Brush tried to rebel.

Blood-red light surged from the pen, the blood vessels shimmering with an eerie red glow, creeping up Zhao Fusheng's palm.

Zhao Fusheng did not resist the actions of the Qiankun Brush.

She is now haunted by vengeful spirits, commands two ghosts, and possesses the Investiture of the Gods. At the same time, Zang Junji has marked her at some unknown time. There are still a lot of troubles to resolve after entering Wuqing County. The multiple marks from the Qiankun Brush are not much, and losing them will not make a difference either.

The blood streaks seeped into Zhao Fusheng's body, and the power of the ghost eyeballs revived, drawing the blood light into the blood bubbles, where they were devoured one by one by those eerie eyeballs.

The Qiankun Brush was severely damaged; its handle paused for a moment, then it wrote on its own:

Subject to the control of the Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

After finishing writing, Zhao Fusheng's strength faltered, and he regained control, erasing the line of blood-written words and continuing to write:

Chang Hao of Wuqing County, whose grandfather was Chang Xianwang.

The power of the Qiankun Brush is special. Once these ghost characters are recorded in the Ghost Book, they are like inscriptions, perfectly matching the book and the brush.

The Ghost Car Law was immediately activated, and Chang Hao's name was marked in the Ghost Book.

But the Qiankun Brush is, after all, an evil object.

It was unwilling to be controlled by Zhao Fusheng and still wanted to resist.

Just as the Time-Space Ghost Bell was about to ring and the vengeful ghost driving the car was searching for Chang Hao, Zhao Fusheng's hand loosened slightly—seizing this opportunity, the Qiankun Pen wrote with the power of a curse:

On February 5th, 247th year of the Great Han Dynasty, Chang Hao died in Wuqing County, and then a vengeful ghost was resurrected!
The ghost pen moved incredibly fast; by the time it finished writing, the curse had already formed, and Zhao Fusheng couldn't stop it in time.

(End of this chapter)