I become a god in another world

Chapter 688 The living person in the coffin
Chapter 688

The laws of the ghost messengers are activated, and the ghost vines instinctively shift and dodge.

In an instant, the ghost vines that had been wrapped around Zhao Fusheng's body wriggled and made way for a clearing.

Ghost messengers are born to suppress ghosts; wherever there are fierce ghosts, even in the places where they operate.

However, the laws governing the Ghost Vine are unique, making its form different from that of ordinary corpse demons, and thus the laws governing the Ghost Messenger are somewhat restricted.

If that were all, the ghost messenger would not be able to fully utilize its innate laws.

But in that brief moment, Zhao Fusheng suddenly remembered something—when everyone was rushing from the Chang residence to Nanyuan and trapped in the Yin house, she picked up a bloodstained sickle when she first opened the door of the Yin house.

The sickle, of unknown origin, flew out of the haunted house, carrying an ominous aura; it was clearly a very unlucky object.

If you cut the vine with a knife, it will be just right.

Zhao Fusheng's consciousness sank into hell to search and retrieve the sickle.

As soon as she got her hands on the Ghost Blade, she handed it to the underworld messenger.

In his lifetime, the underworld messenger Horse-Face was a law enforcement officer who was skilled with a large sword. Moreover, the Rakshasa had decapitated several people with a vicious sword during his lifetime. After his death, the vengeful ghost was resurrected, and the vicious sword that accompanied him also became a highly ominous object.

In other words, the underworld messengers themselves lack a large sword to carry with them.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng handed over the sickle, and the ghost messenger immediately grabbed it.

The announcement from the Investiture of the Gods immediately sounded: The ghost messenger has obtained the greatsword!

Butcher Gao Shen's Ghost Blade!

The ghost messenger had been searching for a suitable broadsword.

Although it wasn't the most ominous object that came with it, this special knife still possessed a malevolent aura no less than its original, old counterpart.

Its previous owner was a ruthless butcher.

Upon learning of his wife's humiliation and death, he took up his knife and stormed into the Changjiao County government office, entering and leaving three times, reaping lives and wiping out accomplices like mowing grass, beheading dozens of people.

It once drank the blood of villains, and thus became tainted with resentment, forming a karmic bond.

When the owner who holds it dies and the evil spirit is resurrected, it also becomes a malevolent object that accompanies it!
Note: A special ghost sword.

Note: Since there are unfair things in the world, I will be the yardstick to measure fairness!

This knife is imbued with resentment; only a person or ghost with great malevolent energy can wield it.

The more wronged and grieved the person wielding it is, the more they desire justice; the more this murderous blade can play an unexpected role.

……

The ghost messenger, Horse-Face, found a murderous knife that satisfied him.

As soon as the announcement of the Investiture of the Gods was made, the evil aura on Horse-Face intensified.

It gripped the murderous blade and immediately began slashing at the surrounding ghost vines!
Amidst the swirling black mist and vines, the figure of the ghost messenger appeared. Then, with a swift movement of his blade, the ghost vines, as thick as water vats, were easily severed by the seemingly rusty and dull ghost sword.

The combination of the ghost messenger and the ghost blade proved to be surprisingly effective.

When the ghost vine was severed, the broken vine writhed and tried to close up, but the malevolent energy at the break point was consuming the vine's 'life force'. Before long, the broken vine, like a dead snake, gradually lost its movement and instantly turned into grayish-white ashes, which scattered on the top of the giant stone coffin.

Those ashes, still unwilling to give up, drifted and scattered, intending to fall into the pool of blood in the cycle of reincarnation.

But the ghost messengers are born with a hatred for evil spirits and for the injustices of the world.

It slowly took a step forward, its feet landing on the ashes. Instantly, the evil energy of the ashes surged into its body and was completely devoured.

The ashes, having lost the support of the malevolent energy, immediately disappeared into the ghost coffin and vanished without a trace.

Having dealt with one of the ghost vines, the ghost messenger continued his journey.

The same situation then occurred in several other places.

The ghost messenger was so fast that its afterimage appeared on all four sides above the giant coffin.

It is tireless and fearless; wherever it goes, the ghost vines are cut down with its knife and turned to ashes.

In the blink of an eye, before Cheng Mengyin could react, the ghost vine shadows above the ghost coffin were swept away.

Once the ghost vines on top of the coffin lid were cleared, the ghost messenger had no intention of returning to the Investiture of the Gods.

The horse's head, emanating black energy, looked around, and then the ghost messenger's figure vanished from its original spot—when it reappeared, it was already standing beside a newly-adult soul-calling 'ghost fetus'.

The horse-faced demon and the 'ghost fetus' faced each other.

The ghost fetus was still calling out, "Yu Lingzhu—"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Horse-Face raised his arm and slashed out.

The bloodstained scythe in its hand drew a crimson streak as it slashed across the 'ghost fetus's' head.

'Whoosh.'

The blade flashed across the top of the 'ghost fetus's' head, as if an invisible umbilical cord had been severed.

Before the bloody shadow had even disappeared, the 'ghost fetus' quickly lost its life.

A strange scar appeared on its head, and the demon's face withered and turned black at an extremely fast speed, like a fruit rotting in an instant.

The ghost fetus collapsed softly to the ground, accompanied by a foul stench. Within a breath, the ghost fetus, which had just gone through reincarnation, instantly turned into a corpse, eventually becoming a bag of rotting bones, completely losing its 'life force'.

"What...what kind of law is this—"

When Cheng Mengyin saw the ghost messenger kill the 'reincarnated' people of Wuqing County, she panicked completely.

Earlier, Zhao Fusheng and others joined forces. Although the existence of Kuai Manzhou, Meng Po, Chen Duozi and others interrupted the law of reincarnation, it was the result of the cooperation of many people.

But when Zhao Fusheng released the ghost messengers, the situation changed completely.

The ghost messenger can subdue hundreds or thousands of ghosts with the power of a single ghost. It can wield a knife to sever the ghosts' reincarnation and break the entanglements of laws that have long been formed in Wuqing County.

Cheng Mengyin felt an even more terrifying pressure from the ghost messenger than the power of Erlang Shen.

Upon seeing the face of the ghost messenger, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, or a sheep seeing a tiger.

Innate incompatibility.

"You...you dare to break the Master's rules—"

Cheng Mengyin trembled.

As he said, he was the one who formulated the laws of Wuqing County and the one who once held the power over the lives and deaths of people like Wu Ciping in Wuqing County.

He was a notorious villain in Wuqing County.

At this moment, it would have been better if Cheng Mengyin hadn't spoken, because as soon as she spoke, she immediately attracted the attention of the ghost messengers.

The ghost messenger's horse turned its head to look at him.

The horse's face showed no emotion, but when those eyes stared at Cheng Mengyin, she felt a deep sense of terror.

"Don't come any closer—"

Cheng Mengyin called out, then continued:
"May the gods protect you."

As soon as he shouted, the ghost vanished from the spot, and as its ghostly figure disappeared, Cheng Mengyin's figure also disappeared from the spot.

When Cheng Mengyin reappeared, she was already in mid-air.

A human and a ghost engage in a chase within the ghost realm.

Cheng Mengyin was fast, but wherever he stopped, the other people in Wuqing County suffered greatly.

The ghost messengers didn't care about anything else and brandished their knives at any 'person' they saw.

Zhao Fusheng simply decided not to use merit points as a constraint.

The law of the ghost messengers is: kill the most wicked first, then subdue the fierce ghosts.

The source of the evil spirits here cannot be traced back to the people of Wan'an County—the reason why the ghost messengers are chasing Cheng Mengyin is perhaps because she has something to do with the source of the ghost tree here.

The ghost tree has most likely absorbed the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Wuqing County. According to the laws of the ghost messengers, they must capture this ghost first.

In this way, the people of Wan'an County and the people of the capital were actually safe.

The ghost messenger intimidated the entire scene.

With the help of the ghost messengers, Meng Po, Kuai Manzhou, and Chen Duozi felt much less pressure.

Chen Duozi's ghost fetus grew out of control, but the laws governing ghost fetuses were in her hands.

After overcoming her initial panic, she discovered that she could still control the cycle of reincarnation. After the vengeful ghosts who drank the Meng Po soup were reincarnated as ghost fetuses, she completely relaxed.

Adult ghost fetuses are no longer necessarily a menace—the wielding swords are exceptionally fierce, and wherever they go, they sever the 'umbilical cord' of the adult ghost fetus.

In this way, the laws governing the group from Wan'an County and the ghost messengers formed a closed loop.

Chen Duozi completely relaxed, realizing this was a perfect opportunity to quickly familiarize herself with the laws of the ghost fetus. Immediately, Chen Duozi focused her mind and wholeheartedly began to send the hundred fetuses into the womb of the 'human' in Wuqing County.

……

Meanwhile, after Zhao Fusheng discovered that the people of Wan'an County were going about their business and that he didn't need to worry about them for the time being, he focused all his attention on the ghost coffin.

The ghost vine, under the pressure of the ghost messengers, will not hinder her. The immediate problem is to open the stone coffin and force out Old Lady Chang's ghost body.

Zhao Fusheng looked at the ghost coffin, and the power of Erlang Shen was revived in her body once again.

Her figure swelled up again, and the ghost spear she held in her hand also lengthened.

Zhao Fusheng held the ghost spear and raised it several feet high. Just as he was about to bring it down heavily onto the ghost coffin lid, something strange happened—ghost mist surged all around, and countless invisible forces seemed to bind her hands, head, and torso.

She turned her head, but then power surged from all directions, sealing her long hair and neck.

There are laws interfering with her destruction of the ghost coffin!
"open--"

Zhao Fusheng opened his mouth, wanting to open his third eye.

But the ghostly mist swarmed into her mouth and nose, sealing her lips shut, attempting to disrupt her laws!
Zhao Fusheng moved at will, and then her ghost eyes opened, revealing everything around her.

In that instant when the blood-red light shone, countless fine white membranes, like a thin, gossamer net, enveloped her ghostly eyes.

A grayish-white film immediately appeared on the surface of the ghost eye, restricting the blood light.

Zhao Fusheng's Ghost Eyes were limited, so he immediately brought out another trump card: the Yellow Springs Road Guide!

She took out the Ghost and God Token, and amidst the surging black energy, the opera troupe quickly set up a stage.

Several ghostly female performers swayed and stepped onto the stage.

All those performing soul-calling rituals in Wuqing County must immediately cease.

Cheng Mengyin also lost control and looked towards the opera troupe.

"What the hell is this? How come you have a vengeful ghost—"

Cheng Mengyin shouted.

As they spoke, all the grayness seemed to be lured away and headed towards the opera troupe.

The people of Wuqing County also lined up to go to the opera troupe.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhao Fusheng's body suddenly felt lighter, and she raised her gun and forcefully blasted it down onto the stone coffin.

'boom--'

The pale, ghostly spear struck the top of the stone coffin lid. Without the protection of the evil aura, the coffin lid appeared extremely fragile in the face of Erlang Shen's power.

The coffin lid cracked open, and a large amount of sand and gravel crumbled into dust.

Zhao Fusheng's body fell and landed on the surface of the second stone coffin.

The burial objects inside the coffin were revealed.

The coffin was filled with a large number of pearls and jade. Zhao Fusheng picked up the bucket again and stabbed.

The second stone coffin shattered again, and she fell into the third and fourth layers—until she finally stopped in the innermost wooden coffin.

……

Zhao Fusheng stood inside the giant coffin, stepping on the bottom wooden coffin lid.

Dust and smoke rose all around, and the high coffin walls seemed to isolate her from the outside world.

The calls to call back the soul and Cheng Mengyin's delirious murmurs have disappeared.

Meng Po, Kuai Manzhou, and the others had also disappeared. Zhao Fusheng was surrounded by magnificent burial objects, and she was standing on a vengeful ghost.

Through the coffin lid, she could sense a pair of eyes looking at her.

She slowly squatted down and began to stroke the coffin.

The top of the coffin is uneven, as if it were made of countless thick tree roots intertwined together, forming a special pattern that forms the protective structure of the coffin lid.

Just then, Zhao Fusheng seemed to hear faint breathing sounds.

She paused for a moment, then her expression turned serious.

Old Lady Chang's coffin was several meters high and went deep into the ground.

She stood underground, far from the crowd and the noise. It was extremely quiet there; she could even hear her turning her head and the sound of her hair brushing against her clothes.

But in the absolute silence underground, she heard breathing.

Could there be someone else here besides her?

The thought sent chills down Zhao Fusheng's spine as soon as it entered her mind.

She slowly leaned down, wanting to press her ear against the top of the coffin lid and listen.

'Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.'

As Zhao Fusheng lay down, her hair brushed against her clothes, her palms rubbed against the ground, and the sounds of her heartbeat and breath hitting the huge vines all turned into a cacophony that echoed back into her ears.

"Fusheng——"

Just then, a woman's panicked shout came from above.

Yu Lingzhu appeared above the ghost coffin at some unknown time.

She had just seen Zhao Fusheng break through the stone coffin and sink down, and worried that something might have happened to him, so she came over.

Below, dust and smoke filled the air; this dust was ghostly mist, forming a special ghostly domain that obstructed her vision.

Yu Lingzhu could not see Zhao Fusheng's figure. After Zhao Fusheng broke through the tenth coffin lid, he fell silent.

Amidst the billowing dust, Yu Lingzhu was frantic with worry. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she cried out.

"Fu Sheng - Fu Sheng - Fu Sheng -"

"Fusheng——"

"Fortune—Fortune—Fortune—Life—Life—Life—"

Yu Lingzhu's echoes lingered around the wall, never ceasing.

As the smoke and dust cleared, she finally vaguely saw Zhao Fusheng's figure—Zhao Fusheng was lying motionless on top of a pitch-black coffin.

Could something have happened?

Upon realizing this, Yu Lingzhu felt a chill run down her spine.

She desperately wanted to turn back time, and then she saw Zhao Fusheng turn to look at her:
"Shh!"

Zhao Fusheng turned his face slightly to the side.

Her eyebrows were long and thin, like knives, and her eyes were lowered, her expression sharp, signaling Yu Lingzhu to be quiet.

When Yu Lingzhu saw that she was alright, she felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders.

She didn't know Zhao Fusheng's intention, but when she heard her gesture to be quiet, she was momentarily uneasy, wondering if her rash words had ruined things.

It seems that ever since Yu Lingzhu re-entered Wuqing County, she has been acting rashly and unable to exert herself properly. Moreover, she is now afraid of causing trouble.

Just as I was feeling melancholy, I saw Zhao Fusheng lying on top of the coffin lid.

She didn't continue to scold her, which reassured Yu Lingzhu, who thought she had done something wrong. Then, she nervously lay down on the spot, waiting for Zhao Fusheng's response.

After about half a day, the noise disappeared.

Zhao Fusheng's breathing became lighter, and his heart rate gradually slowed down.

She sensed the coolness of the coffin, which was filled with a putrid stench.

Then I heard a sound: dripping, the sound of water droplets.

Amidst the sound of dripping water, a clear, faint breath suddenly broke the silence.

Huff.

The breathing sounded somewhat heavy, as if the person breathing was nearing the end of their life, with various bodily functions declining and breathing extremely difficult.

But you can tell from the sounds of a living person.

"Breathing sounds."

Once Zhao Fusheng confirmed this, he turned to look at Yu Lingzhu:
"There's a living person under this coffin!"

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