CHAPTER XVII

After figuring this out, Zhao Fusheng realized that this case had to be handled, and not only because she wanted to obtain merit and open the god position of the god list, but also because she also had to complete the task of the Demon Suppression Division so as not to be judged by the ghosts in the Soul Book of Destiny.

"Whew-" Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath.

She doesn't know anything about the Demon Suppression Division, and she doesn't know the consequences of rebelling against the ghost curse, but when it comes to things related to 'ghosts', her life is at stake, so she naturally has to be more cautious to minimize the chance of her mistakes.

The situation was very unfavorable to her, Zhao Fusheng sat for a long time and suddenly got up.

She glanced back at the original owner's parents and said softly:

"I'll bury you in the ground first, and then I'll deal with the case of the Demon Suppressor."

This time, she didn't know if she could come back safely, but it was not her character to sit back and wait.

Zhao Fusheng's gaze gradually became firm, then patted the dust on his body, got up and went to the wing room where the Demon Suppression Division had collected the past files.

Fan Bi was treacherous and cunning, and his words were half-truths, but he did not lie about the trivial matter of placing the file.

According to his instructions, Zhao Fusheng stepped into the wing.

After the original owner entered the Demon Suppression Division, due to the influence of his personality in the early days, he did not dare to walk around, and his range of activities was almost in the place designated by the Fan brothers.

When the ghost disaster broke out in the future, she didn't have the energy and mind to investigate the surrounding situation, and she was already so frightened that she couldn't possess her body, and she could be frightened at every turn.

This is the first time Zhao Fusheng has entered this room.

Her first impression was that the whole room was very messy.

Through the light from the skylight above the wall, she could see a large number of splashed dry and hard black marks on the wooden shelves, floors, long tables, and stools around her, and with her intuition, Zhao Fusheng guessed that it should be bloodstains.

She looked up into the air, and saw a large amount of blood splattered on the beams of the roof that were more than a foot high.

A stream of spider silk, wrapped in fragments of flesh, hung down the eaves, hard and black, like an upside-down stalactite.

There may have been an accident here that day, and after a ghost disaster, there may have been a person from the Demon Suppression Division who was killed by a ghost here.

Later, the person who collected the corpse should not have been in the mood to clean it up, so he only made a rough appearance, and the scrolls and documents that had been pushed up, and some remaining blood stains were not cleaned up, and they were scattered all over the ground.

Even though there was no one else in the room at this time except her, the horror and horror of the Demon Suppressor personnel in the wing room at that time were still left through the mess here.

The room was lined with rows of shelves against the walls, most of which were filled with scrolls, except for a few that were empty.

A long table is placed in the middle, with several round stools with a corset, and at the top of the table is a high-backed square chair.

Zhao Fusheng counted the round stools, there were as many as eight.

This room is not small, and in addition, there are many people standing around.

Judging from this arrangement, Zhao Fusheng could almost imagine the scene when the Demon Suppression Division of Wan'an County was in its glory, and the commanders and envoys in the government gathered here to discuss the case.

It's a pity that the glory eventually declined, and only three people died in the yamen.

This extreme contrast combined with the ghost crime scene in the wing room at this time, a fierce and cruel feeling came to the face.

As she pushed the door in, dust rose in the room, the silence of the room was broken, and the smell of mold and rot penetrated her nostrils.

This terrible smell and the mess that filled the house aroused the fear in Zhao Fusheng's heart, and goosebumps rose on her back almost instantly, and an urge to quit this place surged into her heart.

After Zhao Fusheng's accident yesterday, she has not eaten a drop of rice so far, and the hunger stimulates her, making her dizzy in front of her eyes.

But she has no way back at this time, and finding the clue to the begging alley is her chance of life.

She shook her head, forcibly strangled the thought in her heart to escape from hiding, forced down the churning in her stomach, and after composing herself, she first pushed open the locked window, and after allowing the air in the room to circulate, the suffocating smell gradually dissipated, and then casually spread out a scroll of papers scattered on the table.

The document reads: On January 4, 231, Dahan went to Yujia Village, Huarong Town, Wan'an County, and subdued the ghost in the ancestral hall of the village.

Later, some background was recorded about the fisherman's village, most of which were made a living by fishing, hence the name of the village.

Zhao Fusheng then looked down:

I brought Wang Quan, Zhou Ling, and Sun Wu three envoys, and in the end, all three of them died at the hands of powerful ghosts.

When Sun Wu died, I finally discovered the killing rules of the ghosts, and came to the following rules.

Ghostly level, with water as the carrier.

As long as there is water, ghosts will appear, and once people see the reflection in the water, they will be marked by ghosts, and eventually they will be killed by ghosts.

After figuring out how and how the ghosts kill people, I ventured out to watch the reflection in the water, and then blindfolded the whole time, so that I could escape the murder rules of the ghosts.

After the method spread, all the survivors took turns to do it, and finally caused the ghost to fall into a situation where 'no one can kill', and then left Wangjia Village.

……

The process in the middle was not written in detail, but Zhao Fusheng still held the scroll and thought about it for a long time.

This case seems to be simple, and the solution is beyond Zhao Fu's expectations, but there is still a residual blessing from the few words of the person who recorded the case that day.

She took a scroll at random, and recorded a case, and the Demon Suppression Division went to four people in total, and three of them died.

It can be seen that even though Fan Bi Die's speech is half-true and half-false, it is very true that dealing with ghosts is very dangerous.

"Superior ......"

Fan Bi Death also mentioned the Evil Rank.

He said that once the ghost thing breaks through the secret level, it has the ability to formulate the ghost domain.

"I don't know if there is an equivalent between the evil level and the evil level-" At present, it is certain that the level of horror of the evil level is greater than that of the evil level, and she does not know what kind of level this evil level is.

Now Fan Bi is bent on escaping, and this person cannot be trusted until she relents and agrees to take out the souls of the two.

She rerolled the paperwork and placed it back on the table.

This recorded exorcism material gave her great encouragement, and at the same time opened up her other ideas.

She lacked strength in the early days, so she didn't really have to fight with ghosts.

According to the text, as long as you find the rules and rules of the ghost's killing, and crack the law, the ghost will 'think' that he has finished killing people, and he will most likely leave.

"Isn't this the equivalent of deception?" She murmured softly, her eyes lit up.

There is a ghost domain in Yaofan Hutong, and the existence of the ghost domain is because of the influence of the ghost, so after she enters, as long as she finds the law of killing the ghost and temporarily 'tricks' the ghost away, the ghost domain will disappear naturally, and the case will be completed?

The thought of this greatly encouraged her.

She picked up another scroll of paperwork and spread it out, which read:

On October 17, 223, Juren Town, Wan'an County. Town ......

The ghost is at the level, and the companion order makes both of them die.

The names of the two were subsequently marked.

……

After that, she looked at several case-handling scrolls one after another, and found that most of these case-handling methods were mainly based on finding rules to deceive ghosts, and very few used means to drive away ghosts, and Zhao Fusheng noticed that there was one thing in common among these scrolls: all ghosts were all at the level of ghosts.

From this point of view, she probably deduced that if the ghosts also have a hierarchy, they may be the lowest level of ghosts that have become the climate.

But that's it, it's still terrifying.

She realized that there would be people dying in each scroll, and most of the orders of her peers would die, and as few as one, the probability of death was terrifyingly high, which made Zhao Fusheng tremble.

This time she went to the alley to ask for food, and with the posture that Fan Bi showed at this time, this person probably would not go with her, and when the two sides were on guard against each other, she also did not trust the Fan brothers.

In other words, it is very likely that she will go forward to solve this matter alone, and judging by the mortality rate of the past files of the Demon Suppression Division that she has read, the chance of her death is 100%.

“……”

Zhao Fusheng fell into deep thought.