CHAPTER XX

I don't know how long time has passed, and Fan Bi's death shout suddenly came from outside, breaking Zhao Fusheng's contemplation:

"Fusheng, Fusheng?"

"Here we are."

Zhao Fusheng paused, then answered, and walked out of the left wing.

Fan Bi died heard her respond from the side, and saw her walk out of the room where the files and files were kept, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, with a look of surprise in his eyes:

"But you are bold, and you are not afraid."

There were people dead in that room, and although it had been a few months, there were still traces of people before they were killed by ghosts, and no one had to clean up the blood marks and scratches.

Ordinary people would dislike the bad luck of the dead people, but she was bold enough to dare to get into it.

When Fan Bi died showed her the way, he thought that she would be stopped as soon as she pushed the door, but she was not small, as if she had been in this wing room for a long time.

"Isn't it me who scares me the most right now?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and replied.

The terrible ghost who caused the demon suppression division is on her body, and the place where she is is the most dangerous, and the rest of the places are terrible compared to her?

Her performance made Fan Bi die speechless for a while, and finally glanced at Fan Wusu and said:

"Lao Zhang's coffin has been prepared, when do you want to bury your father and mother?"

Zhao Fusheng reined in his mind and responded:

"The sooner the better. I'm always worried that something will happen later, and then there will be another ghost case. ”

"How easy is it to raise awakened ghosts? In this world, human life is like a mustard, and there are many people who die unjustly and horizontally, and there are even more people who die at the hands of powerful ghosts. ”

Fan Bi died disapprovingly:

"What's more, although people have spirits, after death, they are chaotic souls, and they can't even be called spirits, let alone ghosts."

"Anyway, I still want to bury my parents as soon as possible and think about the next step. This burial place ......" Zhao Fusheng shook his head, still insisting on burying his parents as soon as possible.

The Fan brothers couldn't resist her, so Fan said without help:

"Now that Wan'an County is vast and sparsely populated, as long as you don't seek feng shui treasure land, it's not easy to find ownerless vacant land?"

"That's good." Zhao Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then said:

"I don't ask for feng shui treasures, but the funeral should not be lacking, incense, candles, paper money, paper houses, all come to two sets of ......"

"But ......" Fan Bi was about to speak, but Zhao Fusheng interrupted him:

"The first credit is to owe it, if the owner of the incense candle paper money shop is unwilling, I will come and tell him."

“……”

Fan was speechless.

With the experience of the coffin shop, the owner of the incense candle paper money shop may not dare to say that he is not 'on credit'.

Zhao Fu's personality has changed a lot after he was resurrected, and Fan Bisheng vaguely felt the pressure.

At this moment, he finally realized that the girl in front of him was completely different from the Zhao Fusheng he had handled in the past, and the calculations of his brothers brought her disasters at the same time, they may also have brought the opportunity to change her life.

"He should be willing—" Fan Bi said deadly.

After speaking, he suddenly whispered:

"Fusheng, our brother was really unkind before, but we can't do anything about it, and when you finish your father's funeral, you can consider my previous words."

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything, Fan Bisheng glanced at Fan Wushu, he withdrew from the Demon Suppression Division's mansion and went to the incense candle paper money shop.

Because he was worried about the revival of the ghosts of the Zhao family and his wife, Zhao Fusheng did not dare to stay in the mansion for a moment.

In the afternoon, the Fan brothers took care of all the chores, and out of nowhere they invited a few scrawny men back to the yamen.

These people were holding poles and ropes, with awe and apprehension in their eyes, staring at Zhao Fusheng uneasily, and as soon as they met her eyes, they kept shaking, as if they had seen a ghost, and hurriedly looked away.

"Put the body in the coffin, be careful, and carry it out of the city first."

Fan Bi Death commanded, and the others agreed again and again.

The death of the Zhao couple in a ghost disaster must have been extremely tragic, and these corpse bearers usually deal with corpses, and they are not very afraid of this.

Several people stood on the head and feet of the corpse and on both sides, some lifted their legs, some grabbed hands, and shouted in unison:

"From—"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Wuxu on the side frowned and scolded:

"Only carry the corpse, not the door panel."

The door panel is only used for temporary mortuary, how can it be carried together and then put into the coffin?

When he shouted like this, the others immediately panicked.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

"Who grabbed the door panel?"

"Nope."

Everyone said a word and put the body back in its place.

The door panel with the corpse fell back onto the bench where the corpse was swinging, and there was a loud 'clang' sound.

"Maybe it's because the blood dries up after death and sticks to the door of the morgue." Fan Bidie's cheek muscles twitched, and he ordered, "Do it again." ”

The others hurriedly agreed, and at the same time went to grab the corpse.

Even just in case, the other two people specially pressed the door panel to prevent the corpse from sticking to the door panel.

"Rise again—"

Everyone exerted force at the same time, but something strange happened.

After two people held down the door panel, the other four people could not lift the body no matter how hard they pulled it.

"This—this—good, what a wicked door."

In one night, the corpse seemed to be firmly bonded to the door panel, and with the strength of six people, it was impossible to separate the door panel from the corpse.

"I, I'm ......"

Some people began to retreat, but the Fan brothers on the side had solemn faces, Zhao Fusheng's expression was gloomy, and the person who wanted to retreat did not dare to say what was in his heart.

"Try again." Zhao Fusheng was extremely uneasy in his heart, and said again.

She felt her heart start beating wildly, and because of the nervousness, she couldn't help but clench her cold palms hard, forcing herself to calm down.

"Good ......"

The voices of the crowd seemed to be crying, and several people cowered forward, but this time the six of them tried their best to separate the door panel from the corpse alone.

"Brother Fan and Second Brother Fan also help."

Zhao Fusheng's voice was a little dry, and he commanded.

"I-" Fan Wuxuan also began to tremble, and was about to shake his head to refuse, Zhao Fusheng said:

"Brother Fan said, how can ghosts be so easy to recover, not to mention that ghosts have their own special 'domain', it is impossible for two ghosts to be in the same place, if there are really two ghosts, they will definitely 'rush' each other, maybe it will lead to the formation of a unique constraint between the two ghosts, don't you say?"

“……”

Fan Bi was speechless and couldn't even speak.

These words were spoken by his own mouth, and he could not deny them.

"Logically so, it is, but ......"

"No, try again."

Zhao Fusheng interrupted him and motioned for their brothers to help as well.

"No, but." After speaking, he added:

"Don't worry, I'm here."

She is also not very reliable, but as a ghost master, the powerful ghosts on her body are ghosts that have long been revived, and they are not comparable to newborn ghosts.

Fan Bi died thinking of this, and his heart was slightly relieved.

It stands to reason that it is indeed impossible for two ghosts to be formed in a field, which is a strange thing that has never been heard of in the Han Dynasty.

But the corpses of the Zhao couple are strangely connected to the door panel, which is inseparable, and it is indeed very bizarre.

Fan Bi was scared in his heart, but Zhao Fusheng stared at him coldly, I don't know if it was because she controlled the ghosts, and when she saw it, Fan Bi's horror of death arose.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence—" He cheered himself on, and finally felt a ruthless heart:

"Okay, I'll try."

He beckoned his brother to step forward, and the two brothers stood on the left and right sides of the corpse, and each reached out and grabbed one of the corpse's legs.

It may be that the strange things before brought a psychological shadow to Fan Bi's death, and when his hand touched the ankle of the corpse through the corpse cloth, the first feeling of his hand was cool and heavy.

The cold ran up his spine, causing goosebumps all over his body.

An eerie malice passed down the corpse into his body, as if it had sucked most of the heat in his body in an instant.

"Ahh

Even though Fan Bidying's temperament was calmer than that of his younger brother, he was also frightened by this feeling.

He let go of his hand, gasped sharply, and before he could speak, suddenly the others also let out a strange cry:

"Ah!!h

"There are ghosts! Ghosts! ”

One of them shouted in surprise and retreated.

The rest of the people followed his line of sight and screamed in horror.

Zhao Fusheng's heart sank, and he pushed the frightened man to the ground:

"I want to see, where the ghost is!"

She stepped forward and looked over to the morgue.

I saw the door panel fall back to the bench with the corpse, and the others around had already retreated from the corpse.

On the covered corpse cloth stained with black and brown blood, a large amount of blood oozed from the head, face, and chest at this time, and the blood stains on the original corpse cloth had dried up.

Under Zhao Fusheng's sight, the blood penetrated little by little along the blood marks on the corpse cloth, as if to refill and color these stains.

The Zhao couple had already died, and the bodies had been left overnight, which was indeed weird.

With the super feeling of controlling ghosts, Zhao Fusheng's cold hair stood on end.

She was born in a peaceful era, and she had never really seen a ghost in her life, and when she saw such a scene at this time, her whole mind went blank and froze in place.

Several people around him trembled in horror and screamed in horror.

A moment later, Zhao Fusheng bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the pain pulled her back to her senses, making her find her voice again.

"I'm here—"

Her scalp was still tingling as she spoke, and the terrible impact of the first sight of the strange made her body a little disobedient.

But her sanity revived, and she gradually suppressed her fear.

The ghost is about to be revived in front of her, and if she doesn't deal with it early, the Demon Suppression Division will most likely face the ghost disaster again.

"The biggest ghost is on me, I can't stop suppressing the demons, there are other ghosts that are more terrifying than me!"

As soon as her voice fell, she mustered up the courage to stride forward, squeezed away the frightened Fan Wuxu, and grabbed one of the corpse's legs.

The moment Zhao Fusheng touched the corpse, the dead corpse trembled.

"Ah!!h

This change did not escape the eyes of the others, and everyone retreated again in horror.

I don't know when it began, the sky outside was already overcast, and the Demon Suppression Division was shrouded in a faint gray atmosphere.

These gray fogs covered the light, and their vision was restricted, and the Fan brothers looked at each other with tears and sorrows, and one word came to mind: ghost domain.

The corpse that had just died was resurrected and formed a ghost domain.

The Zhao couple is extremely fierce!

Zhao Fusheng didn't pay attention to the changes around her, the moment she grabbed the corpse, there was a heavy sense of confrontation on the corpse.

Cold, malice, resentment and other remnants passed through the corpse into her palm, and were sensed by her body.

Under the cover of the corpse, the dead man opened his eyes and stared at her coldly.

The revived ghost had not yet moved, and in the next moment, the silent ghost was awakened.

A dark shadow leapt from under her feet, turning into a cold ghost.

The ghost, who had already become a demon, stood up, followed her calves, clinged to her waist and back, and lay on her shoulders.

The ghost is close to her.

"The evil level ghost is activated, the blessing is lifed, and the deal is concluded."

In the sea of knowledge, the prompt of the god list sounded:

"With the power of powerful ghosts, one-third of the vitality will be lost."

At the same time, the power of the ghost permeated Zhao Fusheng's body, and her body was like falling into an ice cellar, but at the same time, she had the ability to compete with the ghost.