I become a god in another world

Chapter 745 Strange Phenomena Are About to Begin
Chapter 745

"The City God and the Ghost Judge? In charge of the Book of Life and Death?" Liu Yizhen asked, puzzled.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"After this matter is settled, I will have someone convert the Confucius Temple into a City God Temple to enshrine its clay statue, so that it, in its ghostly form, can judge life and death," she said.

"The Book of Life and Death is the same as the Book of One. I asked Lord Pang to organize the household registration of Wan'an County and copy the names of the people in the city into it, so that the Book of One was upgraded to the Book of Ten Thousand."

As more household registration statistics are compiled, more names of ordinary people in the Han Dynasty will be included in the Book of Ghosts, and the Book of Ten Thousand Names will surely be upgraded again, becoming the Book of Life and Death that truly controls people's lives and deaths.

Liu Yi's eyes lit up.

He stared intently at Zhao Fusheng, and after a long while, he suppressed his emotions and only tugged at the coffin on his back:
"You—I am deeply grateful, but in short, thank you for my grandfather's matter."

He said:

"My grandfather, before he died—"

Since joining the Demon Suppression Division and interacting with others, Liu Yizhen's mindset has gradually shifted away from simply guarding and controlling evil spirits.

He also realized that what Liu Huacheng had done when he was alive was wrong.

The so-called register for distributing porridge and spreading good deeds is actually a wicked thing that reaps human lives.

As a junior, he was unwilling to discuss the rights and wrongs of his deceased elders.

If Liu Huacheng can protect the people through the Book of Life and Death after his death, it would be another form of atonement.

"That's good, that's good."

Liu Huacheng can protect people as a ghost judge, and at the same time, he can receive offerings from the people.

Zhao Fusheng's words implied that after this matter was settled, a temple could be built for his grandfather, and a clay statue of his ghost could be made for him to be worshipped by the world.

Although this action was intended to support Liu Huacheng and ultimately benefit the people, Liu Yizhen was well aware that he owed Zhao Fusheng a great debt of gratitude.

"I--"

Just as he was about to speak, a thunderclap suddenly boomed from the sky: 'Boom!'

A bolt of lightning, as thick as a bowl, appeared in the sky, piercing straight through the heavens and falling to the ground, illuminating the entire Wan'an County.

"Woo—"

A cold wind picked up and made the door rattle loudly.

Zhao Fusheng's pupils contracted, and everyone turned to look at the main entrance in unison.

Fan Bisi and Fan Wujiu exchanged a glance as if by some strange twist of fate, and the two brothers saw horror in each other's eyes: they both recalled the day two years ago when Zhao Fusheng successfully controlled the ghost.

The day before the incident, the Zhao couple and Zhao Fusheng died one after another at the hands of a vengeful ghost that had given before taking.

Afterwards, the bodies of the three were placed in the mourning hall of the Demon Suppression Division. It was on the night that the Fan brothers conspired to take the names from the Book of Souls and escape from Wan'an County that thunder roared.

Clang, clang.

The gates of the Demon Suppression Bureau rattled rhythmically, as if a pair of hands were pushing against them from outside.

Just then, a soft voice suddenly called out:
"Zhao Fusheng, Zhao Fusheng."

As the shouts rang out, a thin beam of light suddenly emerged from the gap in the door that had been pushed open.

There seemed to be a shadowy figure standing inside the light and shadow, peeking tentatively through the crack in the door.

The sight of the shadow sent chills down everyone's spines.

Zhao Fusheng sneered:
"We have door gods guarding our gate, and a plaque above the gate that reads 'Demon Suppression Bureau.' What kind of demons and monsters would dare to call for souls at the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she shouted:

"Big and small Fan, open the door, I want to see who's here."

Fan Bisi and his brother felt a chill run down their spines, and then Fan Wujiu's anger rose from his heart, and evil thoughts arose from his gall:
"I'll go open the door and see who's knocking."

Everyone had experienced the Wuqing County case and was extremely sensitive to this matter—especially the Fan brothers and others who had just gotten off the ghost carriage. They told Zhao Fusheng that although the Wuqing County incident had happened several months ago, it seemed to them as if it had just occurred moments before.

The Fan brothers strode forward and slammed the door open.

With a whoosh, a gust of wind rushed into the doorway, bringing with it a strong smell of blood, decay, and incense and paper money.

After the door was opened, the streetlights of Baoding Street outside were brightly lit.

Fan Bisi recalled his earlier thoughts and involuntarily turned his head to look at the two lanterns hanging under the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

When everyone got off the ghost carriage, the two lanterns were just ordinary lanterns, but when he looked at them more closely, he felt that the two lanterns had changed.

The lantern skin becomes exceptionally delicate, like a baby's skin.

The light inside the lantern turned a ghastly white, and the tiny flame swayed from side to side, with wisps of black smoke rising from it.

But the black mist did not dissipate; instead, it swirled inside the lantern and suddenly transformed into a skeletal ghost head, which clung tightly to the lantern skin, becoming a face of despair and pain.

"Ghost lamp!"

Upon seeing this, Fan Bisi immediately pointed at the lantern and shouted.

Everyone turned to look at the lantern, and Zhao Fusheng said:
"The lanterns have been replaced with ghost lanterns."

But these two ghost lamps alone are not enough to illuminate Baoding Road.

The group rushed out of the Demon Suppression Bureau's mansion, and when they came out, they were all stunned.

About three zhang away from the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau, there were two rows of neatly dressed 'people' standing on both sides, forming a long line.

These 'people' have translucent bodies, like human-shaped lanterns, illuminating Baoding Road as if it were daytime.

Chen Duozi tensed up and looked at Zhao Fusheng:
"My lord, the person who sent the betrothal letter to my family that day was also this kind of person—"

She didn't have the ability to control ghosts at that time, and since the paper figures were not lit and it was late at night, she was terrified and dared not look at them for long. Therefore, she only felt that they were strange and dared not think about them in detail.

At this moment, she was able to control ghosts and her strength had greatly increased. When she looked at these 'people' again, she could tell that something was wrong.

Even though there were no lights inside them, their faces were stiff, their smiles were uniform, their cheeks looked like they had been rouged, and they looked unnatural. Their eyebrows were thick and black, and their facial features were unremarkable, like paper dolls.

"Zhao Fusheng".

"Zhao Fusheng".

"Zhao Fusheng".

The paper figures on either side of the Demon Suppression Bureau's main gate shouted Zhao Fusheng's name in unison.

When Magistrate Pang, surrounded by the crowd, saw this scene, he was almost scared out of his wits.

Whether it was a hallucination caused by his extreme terror or not, he felt that the paper figure's call to his soul was somewhat similar to the voice that had just called him: high-pitched and thin, as if someone was speaking in a low voice, giving him an extremely uncomfortable and damp feeling.

But he dared not make a sound, for fear of disturbing Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng sneered:
"You're trying to summon my soul? You dare to do it, I dare to answer!"

After saying that, he shouted:
"I am Zhao Fusheng, who called my name!"

"Zhao Fusheng, Zhao Fusheng—"

The paper figures shouted in unison, and in the midst of the shouting, one shouted and one answered, forming a law of restraint.

In an instant, these paper figures smiled, but the ghost fire within them suddenly sank.

As the firelight subsided, their faces instantly turned black, and their smiles took on a more sinister air.

The flames descended, carrying a wisp of black mist that transformed into a shadowy, ghostly vine-like shape. Like a serpentine snake, it swiftly moved across the ground, hurtling towards Zhao Fusheng.

"what!"

When Magistrate Pang saw this bizarre scene for the first time, he couldn't help but gasp.

Xie Jingsheng's expression changed slightly.

He had heard the details of the ghost case in Wuqing County from Zhao Fusheng, but he had not witnessed it with his own eyes and could not imagine the situation at that time. However, when he saw these black vines appear in the world and sensed the approaching evil aura, he was startled. Just as he was about to take action, the plaque of the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau suddenly changed after the black vines were within a few feet of the gate.

The three large characters 'Suppressing Demons' appeared to be alive, and the characters transformed into golden shadows and swimming fish that broke free from the plaque of the Suppressing Demons. They were about half an inch away from the plaque when the golden light spun and quickly transformed into several swimming dragons that flew into the air.

The golden light illuminated the entire Wan'an County. The ghost vines hidden in the ground were instantly nailed to their spots by the golden light.

The black vines struggled and swayed desperately, but the golden light shone on them, coating them with a pure gold shell at an incredible speed.

In a short while, the ghost vine turned from black to gold, gradually stiffening and 'dying' in place, no longer moving.

After all the ghost vines had turned to gold, under the light emanating from the golden dragon formed by the three large characters "Demon Suppression Division", the ghost vines that had become pure gold shattered and turned into gold dust that scattered into the air.

Liu Yizhen's power of law has increased.

He used the Qiankun Brush to inscribe the characters, and then used the remains of Zang Junji's vengeful ghost as a base to maximize the effect of his laws in suppressing ghosts.

Several golden rays intertwined and clung together, forming three small suns. Wherever the golden light reached, it suppressed and eradicated all the power of demons and monsters.

At the same time, the laws of the door gods are activated.

The gates of the Demon Suppression Bureau were shrouded in malevolent energy, and blood-red light surged forth.

The Zhao couple revived from the door.

Whether it was because they had already suppressed the Ghost Domain of Fengdu, once they were revived, the interior of the Demon Suppression Division immediately turned into an endless Ghost Domain.

The houses and courtyards had all vanished, replaced by an endless sea of ​​blood.

Within the sea of ​​blood, wronged souls and vengeful ghosts howl.

As soon as this evil energy surged forth, the flames inside the paper figures lit with lamps immediately went out with a 'poof' sound.

As soon as the ghost lamp went out, the standing paper figures immediately lost their vitality, leaving only a limp human skin lying on the ground.

Where the door gods stand, a domain is formed, making it difficult for any evil spirits to enter.

The two lanterns hanging under the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau were also extinguished, and Baoding Lane, which had been as bright as day, instantly returned to silence.

After the evil spirits and malevolent energy were swept away, the plaques of the Demon Suppression Division slowly transformed into golden light and returned to their original positions.

Everything was calm and peaceful, and the night returned to tranquility.

It was as if a great battle had ended before it even began.

"grown ups--"

Fan Bisi glanced at Zhao Fusheng, unsure of the current situation:

"Is Paper Figure Zhang thinking of quitting while he's ahead?"

"impossible."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"This person will never give up until he achieves his goal."

As she spoke, her fingers flicked, and a God-Sealing Token appeared in her hand:

"The City God and the Ghost Judge shall appear immediately."

As she shouted, a sudden gust of cold wind arose from the night sky.

As the cold wind rose, the countless human skins that had collapsed to the ground rapidly corroded, turning into dust and scattering into the vast darkness, quickly cleaning the ground and erasing the traces left by the paper figures.

The wind dispersed the clouds in the sky, and then Liu Huacheng's ghostly figure silently stood to the left and right of Zhao Fusheng.

'hiss! '

Wu Shaochun gasped.

He had no idea when Liu Huacheng had appeared until he caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar face out of the corner of his eye, at which point he belatedly realized that a ghost or deity had appeared.

After an initial moment of stunned silence, Liu Yizhen's lips trembled slightly, and a sharp glint appeared in his eyes.

He had only heard Zhao Fusheng mention that his grandfather had been posthumously honored as a deity, but when he actually saw Liu Huacheng standing before him, dressed in official robes and holding a red book, a surge of emotion welled up within him:

"When my grandfather was on his deathbed, he lamented that he had given up his official position back then."

He lamented the headless ghost case.

Even though the ghost case was not caused by him, but was a calamity of the world, Liu Huacheng lamented the rest of his life: he lost his official position because of the case and returned to his hometown with a coffin in his arms.

On his deathbed, he regretted that he had died in obscurity during the latter half of his life.

"I wonder how many members of the Liu family from Wan'an County still remember them—"

After his death, Liu Yizhen dressed him in an unconventional official robe for his funeral, but unfortunately, his grandfather could never see it.

Now that Liu Huacheng, the vengeful ghost, has been resurrected, dressed in an official robe and holding a ghost book, he stands there exuding a chilling aura. Liu Yizhen no longer needs to worry about him causing havoc on the world.

After being officially recognized as a deity, Liu Huacheng will enjoy offerings and receive incense from the people.

It will protect the people and atone for their past sins.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng's kindness to him was truly laid bare before him, and Liu Yi was genuinely satisfied.

The worries in my heart finally dissipated, turning into a feeling of peace and reassurance.

"City God and Ghost Judge, let's go!"

At Zhao Fusheng's command, the laws binding Liu Huacheng disappeared.

It began to follow the original law: to collect souls one by one from the ghost register, preparing for a patrol from beginning to end.

Anyone living in Wan'an County is considered its "prey" and is under its control; no one can take them away.

As soon as Liu Huacheng disappeared, the chilling aura of that malevolent ghost also vanished.

Xie Jingsheng glanced at Zhao Fusheng and Liu Yizhen several times, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He had previously cooperated with the people of Wan'an County in Shangyang County and knew their abilities well. However, in just one year since they parted ways, Zhao Fusheng's strength had improved to an unfathomable degree. How could he feel that Liu Yizhen's strength had also increased?
Will he still be able to help with this calamity in Wan'an County?
Just as Xie Jingsheng was lost in thought, a faint sobbing sound suddenly came from afar.

'Waaaah.'

The plaintive crying sound was like a sob, faint and indistinct, as if the person was about to breathe their last, which made the hairs on the heads of the people who were about to speak stand on end.

Liu Yizhen instinctively turned his head to look at the signboard of the Demon Suppression Division, but the plaque did not move at this time.

It was already past midnight, and the people were long asleep. Who would dare to cry out at this hour?
ghost!
A thought flashed through everyone's minds.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"We'll meet force with force and water with earth. We can tell whether someone is a man or a ghost at a glance."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Magistrate Pang.

Magistrate Pang was already embroiled in this ghostly calamity. If he remained in the Demon Suppression Division, Zhao Fusheng and the others from the Wan'an County Demon Suppression Division would definitely track down Paper Man Zhang, leaving him alone. Ding Datong and his group alone would not be able to protect him.

If the Demon Suppression Division's forces were split into two groups, Zhao Fusheng would be worried about the safety of the other group.

Therefore, the only option is to take him with us on the journey.

It's safer to keep him under my watchful eye.

"Magistrate Pang—"

Just as she was about to speak, Magistrate Pang tactfully said:
"Sir, would you be able to take me with you? I'm afraid that if I travel with you, I'll hold you back."

"So much the better."

Talking to intelligent people doesn't require much effort, Zhao Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief and said:
“You have been affected by the law of summoning souls by evil spirits. I am worried that you will be in danger in the Demon Suppression Division.”

However, traveling with others inevitably leads to encounters with ghosts, and the dangers are considerable.

Magistrate Pang smiled and said:
"Don't worry, sir, I was prepared."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fusheng sighed:

"Don't worry, I will do my best to protect you."

Magistrate Pang nodded.

(End of this chapter)