I become a god in another world

Chapter 780 The Lighthouse Reappears
Chapter 780
As soon as they got down to business, everyone's expressions immediately turned serious.

"Everyone be careful. In the Ghost Realm, what you see before you may not be real, but—"

As Zhao Fusheng spoke, he looked up at the sky:
"The scene that appears in the blood mirror is something to be wary of."

Sometimes, a path to survival may not be a true path to survival; what appears to be a dead end and a place of fear may be the only chance of survival.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know what price Zhang the Paper Man had paid to drag them into this place, but even if Zhang the Paper Man possessed supernatural powers, the law was the law, and as long as it was the law, there would be a way to find out.

As they spoke, ripples appeared on the blood-red mirror, and the lights flickered slightly wherever the ripples touched.

From the ghostly lamp in the center of the lake, specks of golden light could be seen seeping out.

To the naked eye, the golden shadow appeared to resemble a small goldfish swimming in the vast lake, extinguishing the glow of the ghost lantern wherever it went.

"My lord, this...this goldfish looks a bit like Yizhen's eyes." Fan Wujiu hesitated for a long time before looking at Liu Yizhen.

In the realm of ghosts, having any resemblance to something ominous is never a good thing.

Liu Yi's heart sank, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind.

Everyone was quite worried, their eyes filled with tension.

Seeing this, Liu Yizhen feigned composure and smiled slightly:
"The world is vast and full of wonders; what's so strange about similarities?" he said.

"Perhaps these few fish are the key to our Wan'an County's continued success in the endeavors."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng's eyelids twitched twice.

"Don't make wild guesses."

She spoke up to stop her.

She didn't originally believe in feng shui, fortune telling, or geomancers, but because she was involved in ghost cases, some of her words could easily create karmic connections.

Years ago, Liu Huacheng saw a play and formed a bond with the ghost opera troupe. Now, in the ghost realm, Liu Yizhen must not cause trouble because of his words.

Her expression was somewhat unpleasant, but the concern she conveyed touched Liu Yizhen deeply.

He smiled and said nothing more, afraid of making Zhao Fusheng worry at this critical juncture.

Zhao Fusheng gripped the God-Slaying Whip tightly in one hand and held the Ghost Lantern in the other, saying:

"Let's not talk about that now, let's find a way to leave this place first."

Her words drew nods from the crowd.

It's easier said than done.

Tongshan County is quite large, and this place is also a ghost realm that has been missing for many years. What means can be used to leave this place?
Zhao Fusheng summoned the Ghost Chariot, which then appeared in the world with a wail.

Everyone was delighted to see this.

Just then, the 'blood moon' overhead suddenly changed.

The ghost lamp, shrouded in blood-red light, flickered twice rapidly, then suddenly grew several times its original size with lightning speed. In that instant, the lamp's shadow pressed down directly, as if a meteorite had fallen from the heavens.

As light and shadow intertwined, the bright disc grew larger and larger, rapidly closing in until it was directly above everyone's heads.

Chen Duozi gasped and instinctively reached out to cover his head.

But the next moment, she suddenly found herself in the light and shadow, and for a moment she even had the illusion that she was inside a lantern.

A bright, dazzling flame shone not far from her, stinging her eyes and giving her a chilling feeling.

She seemed to hear low, heavy, and cold sighs all around her.

"Who? Who!"

Chen Duozi exclaimed in surprise.

Meanwhile, other people in Wan'an County also noticed the strange phenomenon and the eerie sound.

Zhao Fusheng turned his head and saw a strange pavilion rising from the ground, appearing beside them.

"Fusheng, a building has appeared."

Xie Jingsheng also noticed the appearance of the attic and gave a low shout.

The paper figure Zhang disappeared, and everyone secretly "came" from Wan'an County to Tongshan County again, without knowing where they were.

Upon seeing the pavilion, Zhao Fusheng's pupils contracted sharply.

"This is the Lantern Making Pavilion in the very center of Tongshan County."

The lamp-making pavilion in Tongshan County, also known as the 'lighthouse', has a total of nine floors.

During the construction of the tower, Tongshan County spent a great deal of manpower and resources to build this tall tower during Liang Yu's administration.

The tower is constructed of stone bricks, with the gaps sealed with molten iron, making it extremely sturdy.

Each level of the tower imprisoned a large number of village slaves and lamp makers awaiting to be made into 'ghost lanterns'. When Zhao Fusheng last came, he was accompanied by Cao Gu, and the environment was extremely harsh.

At this time, all the households in Tongshan County were silent, there were no lights, and the tower was also pitch black.

Each floor of the tower has an octagonal window at the top, with a '田' shaped iron railing installed around the window.

But at the top of the tower, an exceptionally bright lamp was lit, its light shining down like the moon in the night, illuminating the Tongshan County government.

"What do we do now?"

Fan Bisi asked a question.

"This is not a place to stay for long."

Zhao Fusheng said, "Paper Man Zhang has used some means to trap us in the Ghost Realm of Tongshan. If we stay here for too long, things may go wrong and we might make mistakes."

Everyone nodded.

Xie Jingsheng asked:

How do we leave?

Fan Wujiu, who was hot-tempered, shouted upon hearing this:
"Zang Xiongwu, if you've got the guts, come out here and let's have a big fight."

"Zang Xiongwu—"

"Zang Xiongwu—"

The echoes returned from all directions, becoming increasingly ethereal and empty as they went on, lingering and sending chills down one's spine.

Tongshan County is a dead zone, so naturally no one will respond to his words.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"The one who tied the knot must untie it. The ghost realm in Tongshan County arose because of the ghost lamp. At this moment, it is dark all around except for a lamp at the top. So the lamp above our heads may be the key to breaking the deadlock. Let's go to the top of the tower and see if we can find any clues."

This is the best solution right now, and everyone agreed.

Then Zhao Fusheng led the way, heading towards the lighthouse gate.

She, Kuai Manzhou, and Xu Yu were among the few who had been here before, so they were quite familiar with the place compared to the others.

The group formed a long line of twos, with Xie Jingsheng and Liu Yizhen walking at the very back, glancing around as they went to be on guard against any unexpected events.

Kuai Manzhou may have sensed the danger.

Chen Duozi and the others then saw rows of ghost flowers blooming on both sides of their bodies, forming a special ghost path that enveloped them.

Before long, Zhao Fusheng arrived at the tower gate.

The lights at the top of the tower seemed unable to reach this place, making the area in front of the tower gate particularly gloomy.

With a lantern in one hand and a whip in the other, Zhao Fusheng seemed to sense countless cold, sinister gazes peering at him in the darkness.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look around—Kuai Manzhou was holding her hand and walking beside her, while behind her was Chen Duozi, who was holding Xu Yu's hand.

The group walked quietly behind her, surrounded by ghost flowers, with no one else around.

With Kuai Manzhou's ghost flower bushes there, any evil spirits that enter will be entangled and prevented from joining the group.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng had stopped, Chen Duozi asked him warily.

“I feel like someone is watching me.”

Zhao Fusheng's words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

There are naturally no 'humans' in the Ghost Realm; only ghosts will appear here.

If there is a person, then it must be the paper figure Zhang.

"Let's go into the tower first." Zhao Fusheng composed himself, suppressing the chilling feeling of being spied on, before looking at the iron gate.

The last time she visited the lighthouse in Tongshan County, the gate was also tightly closed.

From July onwards until the middle of July, the gates of the tower here remain closed, and a large number of troops are stationed outside to guard them, preventing the villagers and lamp makers from escaping and causing trouble.

The gates to this place are only fully opened after the Ghost Lantern Festival begins on the 15th of July.

Now, upon re-entering the ghost realm, the person was gone, and the tower gate was locked again.

In the ghost realm, the yin energy and ghostly fog are heavy. This door lock was put on before the incident in Tongshan County, and it has been corroded by the years and is now dilapidated.

But for some reason, it gives people a sense of being indestructible.

"grown ups--"

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng was standing still, Chen Duozi called out again.

After Zhao Fusheng reminded her, she also felt a burning sensation on her back, as if someone was watching her.

But behind her stood the two brothers, Da Fan and Xiao Fan. She turned around several times, but the two brothers were not staring at her, and their gazes did not give her any sense of dread. This proved that it was not the two of them who were staring at her.

Just as Zhao Fusheng was about to break the lock and push open the door after hearing her call, a loud banging sound suddenly came from inside.

‘Dong-dong-dong. ’

The heavy iron gate was slammed against the door frame by the force of the impact, as if there were still survivors inside the tower trying to escape the ghost tower.

But the gate to the underworld was impenetrable. When the heavy rust on the lock was struck, the rust on the surface fell off, revealing a completely new lock inside.

The surface of the lock body is brownish-red, as if it has been soaked in blood.

'Bang bang bang.'

The inside began to pound heavily against the gate again, with tremendous force that shook the entire tower.

This sudden battle sent chills down the spines of everyone in Wan'an County. They all clenched their fists and looked warily toward the gate.

"Humph."

Zhao Fusheng gave a light snort:
"Pretend to be a ghost."

As soon as she finished speaking, she approached the reddish-brown lock with her God-Slaying Whip. Before she could strike it with brute force, the lock snapped with a clang the moment the whip touched it.

Zhao Fusheng struck the ground with his bone whip, and the lock and chain fell to the ground together.

‘Squeak. ’

The door, which had been locked a moment ago, wobbled open, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

The wind was heavy and damp, and the stench of blood actually overpowered the smell of rotting corpses. There was also the aroma of meat from simmering bone broth, and the stench of urine from excrement mixed together, creating a peculiar atmosphere of death that instilled despair.

Even with Zhao Fusheng blocking the way, Chen Duozi, who was walking in the second row, still shivered.

"This is truly a ghost town."

This wasn't the first time Chen Duozi had been involved in solving a ghost case.

Having encountered many ghosts and monsters, she has seen more dead bodies in the past few months than in the entire first half of her life, and she has become accustomed to the smell of rotting corpses.

The stench of a dead body is unbearable, and no other odor can mask it—this is a memory of fear that people have after witnessing the death of their fellow human.

Inside the iron tower, the smell of blood overpowered the stench of corpses, which gives you an idea of ​​how much blood had been shed and how many people had died here.

“This used to be a slaughterhouse,” Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

The interior was pitch black. She held up a lantern and shone it inside. The light dispelled the darkness, revealing the terrifying scene inside.

Strangely enough, just a moment ago there were constant knocking and scratching sounds from inside the door, but once the door opened, the inside was empty and all the sounds disappeared.

The stranger it is, the more it shows that the "ghost" of Tongshan County is hidden inside.

Zhao Fusheng composed himself, picked up his lantern, and stepped into the lighthouse.

As soon as she entered the tower, a chilling sensation washed over her—a feeling similar to that of stepping into an underground tomb in Wuqing County.

The group followed suit and entered the tower. Once inside, they all felt extremely stuffy.

Everyone turned around and saw that the gate to the Ghost Tower had been closed at some point.

This greatly surprised everyone.

Liu Yizhen and Xie Jingsheng, who were at the back, retreated to the side of the tower without saying a word, grabbed the iron gate, and pulled hard, trying to break the tower gate open.

'Clang, clang, clang.'

The tower gate seemed to be locked. The gate was sturdy and solid. Liu Yizhen had once been able to carry a coffin by himself, demonstrating his immense strength. However, even with the combined strength of him and Xie Jingsheng, they were unable to break the tower gate open.

"Xiao Fan, Da Fan, and Shao Chun all came to lend me a hand."

Liu Yizhen didn't believe in superstitions.

He called over a few people in the group to help, and Da Fan, Xiao Fan, and Wu Shaochun stepped forward without saying a word.

Several people grabbed at the door and pried at it, but after a lot of effort, the door remained unmoved.

On the contrary, in the short time it took to break down the door, an ominous premonition began to spread silently.

"Don't waste your efforts."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:

"This door can't be opened."

Everyone was stunned when she finished speaking.

Then Zhao Fusheng continued:
"Unless there happens to be another team of 'us' standing outside the tower right now, breaking the lock and getting inside."

Her words sent chills down everyone's spines.

Chen Duozi whispered:
"Sir, you mean the banging on the door that we heard outside just now was something we made ourselves?"

"Whether it is or not is just speculation; anything is possible in the Ghost Realm. Even if it is, you've seen what happened after the door opened—"

Xie Jingsheng and Liu Yizhen looked at each other, and then they all stopped.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Let's ignore the locked door for now; we didn't just come here to get out of this tower."

There are many ways to leave the tower, and with the God-Slaying Whip, the entrance to the Ghost Tower becomes insignificant.

The real trouble is at the top of the tower.

Everyone responded.

Under the lights, the interior of the tower was reflected in everyone's eyes.

The ground was a mottled dark brown, with an uneven, wavy color.

Judging from its shape, people could easily imagine that this place had once been a slaughterhouse, where animals were killed and bled, and then rinsed with water, causing the blood to flow everywhere.

Over time, some of the blood seeped into the stone bricks, mixing with them and forming stubborn stains that could not be washed away.

Thinking about it this way, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The tower is surrounded by prisons on all sides. Each prison cell is not large, with iron bars on the outside and a stone pillar in the center, covered with all kinds of instruments of torture.

Boning knife, skinning knife, cleaver, awl, and nails.

"..."

Xie Jingsheng, who lived the longest, felt a chill run down his spine upon witnessing this scene.

"I can't believe there's such a place in Tongshan County."

Zhao Fusheng remained silent.

The prisons on all sides are now empty.

The mere remnants of the environment were enough to terrify a ghost-controlling master like Xie Jingsheng, but if this place were filled with village slaves during the lamp-making season, it would be nothing short of hell on earth.

"Let's go."

She had so much to say, but in the end, it all turned into a long sigh.

The stairs are on the right side of the stone tower.

The crowd followed her upstairs, where another terrifying world awaited.

(End of this chapter)