I become a god in another world

Chapter 740 Writing the Book of Life and Death
Chapter 740
Inside a side room of the Demon Suppression Division in Wan'an County, Zhao Fusheng was already prepared.

The servants in the government office prepared all the necessary writing materials.

The water for grinding ink was also prepared. While Zhao Fusheng was grinding ink himself, he signaled to Kuai Manzhou to help him grind the ink together.

After making the preparations, Zhao Fusheng sat down at the table and, with a thought, activated the Investiture of the Gods, borrowing the power of Liu Huacheng's vengeful spirit.

The light and shadows inside the room seemed to be forced back by some extremely evil force, and gloom descended instantly, enveloping her.

The child, who had been lying on the table, seemed to sense something and instinctively stopped and turned to look at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng sat upright at the table, and behind her, on the wall, was the shadow of a fierce ghost wearing a crown.

The shadow was eerie and terrifying, trying to envelop her in its light.

But Zhao Fusheng's shadow remained firmly in place, unaffected by the ghostly shadow. In fact, with her shadow present, the ghostly shadow appeared much fainter.

After a while, a bloodstained ghost book appeared in Zhao Fusheng's hands.

A register!

It can also be described as the Book of Life and Death.

This ghost book was chillingly cold; the moment it touched your fingers, it felt slightly damp and sticky, with a faint smell of blood, giving off an extremely ominous and ominous feeling.

But this fierce aura could not harm her.

With one hand she pressed down on the Ghost Book, while with the other she flipped open the household register, and the first name on the register came into her view.

Pang Dashan was born on the 5th day of the 7th month in the 212th year of the Han Dynasty. He was 35 years old at the time. He was a male, and his ancestral home was...

Currently residing in Wanzi Hutong, Jieyi Road, east of Wan'an County...

Zhao Fusheng glanced at it, picked up his pen, and wrote on the Book of Ghosts: Pang Dashan.

As soon as the three words 'Pangda Mountain' were entered into the Book of Ghosts, Zhao Fusheng heard a crisp 'drip' sound in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It's like a drop of water falling into a calm lake.

Her vision blurred, as if the ink that had been used to write had instantly changed color, turning into a pool of thick, black blood, which was quickly swallowed up by the malevolent energy on the Ghost Book.

At this moment, Liu Huacheng's shadow, which had been suppressed by her shadow, began to sway again. As the shadow moved, a cold wind began to blow in the room.

The light and shadow above the roof were gradually erased.

Just then, Zhao Fusheng slammed his hand heavily on the ghost register.

'Snapped! '

With a loud thud, the wind stopped and the shadows dissipated.

The ghost register was stunned, and the ghostly figure in the official robe obediently reappeared on the wall, motionless.

The Investiture of the Gods warns: Once a living person's name is entered into the register of ghosts, they will be marked and controlled by a vengeful ghost.

The host possesses great merit and can control the life and death of all living beings.

Please remember the responsibilities of the Demon Suppression Division and the Ghost Control Division: to protect all living beings, ensure the peace and tranquility of the people, prevent them from being invaded by evil spirits, and uphold justice.

The host is warned not to make arbitrary judgments about human life.

……

Zhao Fusheng was not disturbed by the prompts from the Investiture of the Gods. When she wrote down the name 'Pang Dashan', her mind was shaken by the turbulence, and it took her a while to adjust to the feeling.

When her gaze fell on the ghost register again, she saw that Pang Dashan's name was already recorded on it.

If Zhao Fusheng were to release the roster at this moment and release Liu Huacheng, Liu Huacheng could immediately locate the roster, head to the east of the city, and take Pang Dashan's life.

After a long pause, Zhao Fusheng picked up his pen again and recorded Pang Dashan's birth date and time on the list. After writing this, he hesitated for a while and then added: Pang Dashan died at the age of 65.

These words, once written down, immediately became an absolute law.

The Ghost Stele of the Investiture of the Gods silently appeared. At the same time, a warning sound rang in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness: reminding the host not to get involved in karma.

You are merely a passerby in this mortal world, bound by the great laws and the great cause and effect. All living beings in the world have their own rules of birth, aging, sickness, and death.

The blooming and withering of flowers are predetermined; one should not interfere or meddle with them by force.

When you decide the lifespan of a living being with your pen, their life and death become your concern, and you cannot escape the constraints of the law.

The host is advised to use the power of vengeful spirits with caution.

Zhao Fusheng paused for a moment, but did not stop writing despite the prompt from the Investiture of the Gods.

She could imagine the consequences of writing someone's name on the ghost register.

Judging from the cause and effect of Liu Huacheng and the opera troupe, she had already foreseen that this world had its own laws of operation, and that her involvement in cause and effect and her determination of people's life and death were very likely to bring about some unknown effects.

But the situation was special, and she couldn't worry about that now.

Paper Man Zhang is very likely to make a comeback on March 5th. This person is ruthless and vicious, as can be seen from the incidents in Shangyang County and Wuqing County. He does things by any means necessary and does not hesitate to involve the lives of ordinary people in these major events.

She wanted to save the lives of the people of Wan'an County, but she couldn't do it all by herself alone. She had no choice but to rely on the power of ghosts and gods.

To the unsuspecting common people, Liu Huacheng's ghost register was a deadly register of life and death, but if lifespan was added, the situation would be different.

A vengeful ghost acts only according to established principles.

When the laws are recorded in the Book of Ghosts, even though Pang Dashan is registered in Liu Huacheng's Book of Ghosts, he is only 35 years old. Even though his name is recorded in the register of vengeful ghosts, according to the laws, Zhao Fusheng has set his death date at 65. This means that for the next thirty years, Liu Huacheng will be helpless against him.

This rule has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that if Pang Dashan encounters a ghost during this period, then due to the priority of the Ghost Calamity Law, Liu Huacheng will step in to 'save' him when he encounters a ghost, ensuring that the person will die by his own hand.

This 'rescue' did not come from the evil spirit's own heart, but the law is far more reliable than 'will'.

But there are also downsides.

Perhaps Pang Dashan was born lucky, and he was very likely to have lived a life free from disasters and illnesses and in excellent health, and should have lived to the age of 70.

However, because Zhao Fusheng interfered without authorization, Liu Huacheng would definitely take his life when he turned 65.

This is why the judge wanted him to die at midnight, and he couldn't live to see dawn.

……

The moment Zhao Fusheng wrote down his lifespan, he understood that he had made a choice and should suffer the torment of his conscience.

She cannot predict the future.

Even the Qiankun Brush cannot truly predict the future; it is merely an ominous curse.

She didn't know what impact her actions would have on Pang Dashan, but Zhao Fusheng knew that at least this special ghost list could help Pang Dashan get through the Wan'an County calamity on the 5th of March.

"Forget it, I have no regrets now." After a long while, Zhao Fusheng gave a bitter smile: "Since I've already done it, why be indecisive and look back?"

Her time is already limited, so there's no need to waste time on something like this.

If she has done something wrong, she will endure this period and be judged by the Great Law!

Zhao Fusheng's eyes hardened, and without hesitation, she wrote down Pang Dashan's death date, then began copying down the next person's name.

……

Meanwhile, in a dilapidated courtyard in Wanzi Hutong on Jieyi Road in the east of the city, a middle-aged man who was dressed, carrying tools, and preparing to go out to work couldn't help but shiver.

He sneezed several times in a row, attracting the attention of others in the courtyard.

An old woman carrying firewood turned her head to look at him:
"Dashan, what's wrong?"

Pang Dashan's vision went black. He didn't hear the aunt's question. At this moment, his mind became extremely quiet. In this darkness, it was as if something appeared.

It was an exceptionally oppressive feeling; the shadow that appeared before him seemed to have eyes, watching him with ill intent, sending chills down his spine. This feeling vanished in an instant, as if his body had shuddered, and when he came to his senses the next moment, all the shadows had disappeared.

There was no whisper of wind, no eerie stares, and no malicious prying.

He was in his own dilapidated courtyard, and the scene from before seemed like a hallucination.

"The mountains—"

A voice sounded behind him, startling Pang Dashan into letting out a scream:
"Ah! Mother, Sister-in-law Zhou."

"what--"

His reaction startled Sister-in-law Zhou, and the two of them screamed at the same time.

Sister-in-law Zhou's face turned deathly pale, and she angrily said:

"Dashan, what's wrong with you—"

"I—" Pang Dashan scratched his head immediately upon seeing that he had frightened someone:
"I was just momentarily distracted, perhaps, perhaps—"

"Could he be possessed?" Seeing his flustered expression and realizing his earlier reaction wasn't intentional, Sister-in-law Zhou's displeasure vanished, and she asked worriedly:

"You look like you've encountered something unclean somewhere?"

Vast mountain road:

"Perhaps it's because I've been busy lately. There's a rumor that I'm being asked to investigate taxes. I went ahead to register and got home a little late. Maybe I encountered something unclean on the way."

Upon hearing this, Sister-in-law Zhou immediately said:

"I heard that there are a pair of door gods at the entrance of the Xu family in the city, blessed by the county magistrate. They can ward off evil spirits. Many people go there to burn incense and invite the gods home to protect their homes. You are the pillar of your family, so why not spend some money, burn incense, and invite the door gods back to protect your home and bring peace to your house?"

She said enthusiastically:
"The world is good this year. The government has issued many notices to recruit able-bodied men and pays them wages every day. Once spring planting is over, if we work a few more days, we can save up money, right?"

Upon hearing this, Pang Dashan also thought it was a good idea and nodded in agreement:
"I'll go and invite the gods back later."

……

Zhao Fusheng was unaware of this little incident in the east of the city.

The moment she entered Pang Dashan's birth and death dates into the ghost register, she began to copy down the names of other people in the household register.

With the experience gained the first time, things became much easier afterward.

With the help of Liu Huacheng's vengeful ghost power, she was no different from 'Liu Huacheng' and obtained its laws and supernatural powers. When she held the ghost register, she glanced at the household register and with a flick of her pen, the names on the household register were transformed into the names on the ghost register. The vengeful ghost marked the person in an instant.

Next, Zhao Fusheng only needs to record his birth and death ages.

This saved her a lot of trouble.

In about a day, almost all the household registration names in Wan'an County were recorded.

Wan'an County experienced a ghostly calamity last year. Although the population has slightly recovered after nearly two years of rest and recuperation, it is still far from the prosperous days of the county.

The county, including surrounding towns and villages, has a total population of just over 27,000, with only over 10,000 residing in the county seat and the remainder in nearby towns and villages.

Zhao Fusheng had already left Wan'an County and knew that the number was extremely low.

Even so, it was enough to upgrade Liu Huacheng's Ghost Register to a register of ten thousand names, greatly increasing its power.

Over the next two days, she hid in the side room and copied down all the household registration lists of Wan'an County in one go.

After being nourished by the Ten Thousand Names Register, Liu Huacheng's rank and power subtly improved.

By the time all this was done, it was already the evening of the third day of the third lunar month.

All the names of people in Wan'an County have been recorded.

Zhao Fusheng let out a brief sigh of relief.

'Hmph, hmph, hmph.'

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Fusheng stretched his body before replying:

"what's up?"

The lights were off in the room. She turned to look at Kuai Manzhou. The child flicked his finger, a ghost rope flashed, and then the lamp on the table lit up, shining through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Those outside visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, the Zhu family and the Lu family all say they want to see you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but recall something.

Since returning from the capital, she has been busy preparing for the upcoming Battle of March 5th, and has not had time to deal with many other matters.

On that day, Xie Jingsheng, at her request, sent Zhu Guangling's family and Chen Duozi's family to Wan'an County. Currently, both families are at peace.

But since her return, both families have asked to see her.

The Zhu family wanted to thank her for her help, and they were probably also feeling uneasy about the future, so they wanted to get some information from her.

The Lu family's situation is different.

Their ancestral home was in Changping County, and their prolonged stay in Wan'an County must have left them puzzled. Furthermore, Chen Duozi's delayed return likely added to their confusion.

Earlier, Zhao Fusheng was pressed for time and didn't have time to meet with the two families. Now that the preparations were complete, it was time for the two families to meet.

She thought for a while and said:
"Lead the people to the council chamber, and I will be there in a quarter of an hour."

After saying that, he gave the following instructions:

"Call Lord Xie."

A voice responded from outside, and then Zhao Fusheng had someone bring hot water. She washed up, changed her clothes, and when she came to the council hall, it was already full of people.

Besides some unfamiliar faces, Lu Yuhe and Chen's mother and daughter were also present at the Lu family home.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng entered, Chen's mother immediately stood up. She seemed to want to speak, but before opening her mouth, she glanced at Xie Jingsheng and immediately sat back down.

Candles were lit in the hall, creating a somewhat somber atmosphere.

Zhao Fusheng walked to the head seat and sat down, gesturing for someone to bring over some snacks to fill his stomach, before saying:

"I have limited time. I can only give you half an hour at most. During this time, feel free to ask me anything. I will answer and do everything I can to explain to you in detail."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a brief commotion in the hall.

Xie Jingsheng shifted his gaze and continued:
“I won’t mention the Lu family, since you’ve traveled together before. These are Zhu Guangling’s relatives. And those two—” He pointed to an elderly couple sitting on the left, and said:
"She is Zhu Guangling's sister-in-law and fourth uncle, and the person Zhu Guangling mentioned who later raised him."

The two looked to be over seventy years old, with silver hair, but they seemed to be in good spirits.

Upon hearing Xie Jingsheng's words, the already restless elderly couple immediately stood up and nervously bowed to Zhao Fusheng:

"I've long wanted to see Lord Zhao, but he's been so busy that I didn't dare disturb him. Today, today—"

"No need for formalities."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, gesturing for the two to sit down.

The two exchanged a glance, then reluctantly returned to their seats, their minds preoccupied.

Behind the two stood several elderly members of the Zhu clan.

They were considered direct descendants of the Zhu clan, so they had the opportunity to participate in this meeting, but were not entitled to sit down.

　Tomorrow is a family elder's birthday dinner, so I'll be taking a day off and won't be updating. Please don't refresh tomorrow morning.

　　(End of this chapter)