CHAPTER XXXII

Zhao Fusheng nodded, and after putting away the lamp oil, his face suddenly sank:

"You killed people like hemp, and you killed me before, and I will remember these accounts for the time being. If you want to eat in the alley, I will go over to take a look, if it is like what you said, you will naturally have merit in sending lamps today and informing me of the past history, and the previous grievances will be put aside for the time being. She was still smiling and groaning before, but after taking the things, she said that she would turn her face:

"But if you dare to lie to me, I will kill you."

"Wan'an County is now under my jurisdiction, you dare to kill so many people, peel people to make lanterns, it's just lawless and heinous—" As she spoke, she stood up, and at the same time reached out and pulled the oil lamp on the paper.

Zhao Fusheng's elbow hit, and the oil lamp that she pulled closer suddenly overturned.

The lamp oil flowed out and stained everywhere.

The messy human skin paper laid under the lamp was soaked with lamp oil, the rancid smell of the oil lamp spread, and the fire on the black wick that had not yet been extinguished ignited at once.

It all happened in the midst of lightning.

The paper figure didn't even have time to react, and the fire instantly rose into the sky.

I don't know what the lamp oil is refined, and it burns very quickly everywhere it goes, and many people's skin paper is caught in the firelight, and a large amount of black gas suddenly gushes out of the paper, forming painful and resentful faces, screams and moans continue to sound.

"You-"

The paper man Zhang was furious, he didn't expect Zhao Fusheng to suddenly turn his face ruthlessly, he was extremely angry, but he seemed to be controlled by the firelight.

He stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Fusheng's arm, but before he touched her, he suddenly remembered that she had a powerful ghost, and the outstretched hand hurriedly retracted.

'Boom-'

The flames grew louder and louder, and the smoke rose sharply.

When Zhao Fusheng saw that the human skin paper was flammable, he immediately pushed the mountain of human skin paper stacked next to him in the direction of the firelight, and at the same time grabbed several pieces of human skin paper and stuffed it into his arms.

'Boom. ’

A large pile of vellum paper collapsed and fell, drowning out the flames.

But the lamp oil is weird, and Zhao Fusheng always feels that once the fire is ignited, it will not stop.

Sure enough, a large amount of smoke poured out from the cracks in the human parchment, and as soon as she saw this, she immediately got up and ran in the direction of the door, saying as she went:

"No need to send it, I'll come back to you when I'm done!"

"Okay, you Zhao Fusheng-" The paper man Zhang saw that the human skin paper he had worked hard to collect for many years was pushed into the fire, he knew better than Zhao Fusheng the power of this oil, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly wanted to reach out and fish-

But the moment he opened the pile of papers, the flames that were suppressed below seemed to have finally found an opportunity to come out, and in the sound of 'boom', the flames rose into the sky.

"Ahh

In the midst of his screams, the flames rolled into his snow-white jade palm, and as soon as that hand touched the fire, it was like paper being ignited, and it quickly caught fire, burning to ashes in an instant.

Before Zhao Fusheng went out, he looked back and saw the scene of the paper man on fire with his hands on fire, and the fire stopped abruptly when it burned to the cuffs of his clothes.

And his palms were burned off, his fingers turned into paper ashes and flying, and the broken wrist was pitch black, as if it was a hollow paper tube.

The paper man turned out to be really a paper man!

Although Zhao Fusheng said that he had crossed into the Han Dynasty where ghosts were rampant, he had accepted the existence of powerful ghosts, and when he saw that this living person was actually a paper man, he was still shocked.

"Ahhh!!h

Screams and strange screams rang out incessantly.

These voices are young and old, male and female.

The paper figure raised his wide sleeves and touched the cuffs, hiding the broken wrist in the sleeve.

His sleeves, like door panels, were lifted high up by him, covering his face, and the flames soon rose into the sky, enrolling a room full of human vellum.

I saw that in the gap in the sleeve, a pair of eyes shining red were revealed, and he was resentful to Zhao Fusheng:

"Zhao Fusheng, you dare to set fire to my Zhang family-"

"Me and you—"

Before he could finish speaking, a 'boom' flame burst out, enveloping him in the flames.

And at the moment when the flames rushed up, Zhao Fusheng sensed an extremely cold aura and wrapped the paper figure in.

"Ahh

Zhang Chuanshi's screams also sounded.

When Zhao Fusheng talked to the paper man Zhang before, he had been making tea under the pretext of making tea, but he did not show up, and I am afraid that he was still hiding in the paper man Zhang's room at this time, and he finally couldn't sit still after the fire at this time, and he was also trapped in the house.

These two people are both surnamed Zhang, and they are related to each other, and they are both the same dog, and they have bad intentions towards themselves and the Demon Suppression Division.

Zhao Fusheng had no intention of saving him, she was still thinking about whether the paper man Zhang would die.

Although this person has a different mind, it seems that he has an evil spell - even after she saw that the paper man's body was paper paste, she guessed whether it was his own body.

But today's fire of her completely offended people, and the two sides formed a grudge, and the future will be an endless ending.

At present, she only hopes that even if the paper figure will have some evil magic, but after all, the paper will still be affected by the fire, so it is best for the paper figure to die in this fire.

When Zhao Fusheng thought about it like this, a sudden change occurred.

An extremely cold evil aura suddenly arose from under her feet, and out of her keen instinct for ghosts, she felt a ghostly aura rising to the sky.

Zhao Fusheng instinctively bowed his head.

I saw that in the burning house, I don't know when a shadow covered and extended outward.

In the firelight, the body of the paper figure Zhang, who had been engulfed in flames, reappeared.

But at this time, the paper man's body mutated, and his black robe swelled rapidly like a balloon.

In Zhao Fusheng's horrified gaze, the body of the paper man wrapped in the black robe grew taller and larger at a crazy speed.

Soon the house could no longer accommodate him, and the walls and pillars of the house were crushed by the frantically growing body of paper figurines, and he instead 'swallowed' the flames of the house into his belly.

His body was stretched bigger and bigger, his skin was pulled inch by inch, the deep wrinkles on his cheeks were smoothed out little by little, from the original flesh powder to pale and transparent, and the whole person swelled like a blow, reaching as high as two feet in an instant.

The raging flames had not yet been extinguished, lighting up his belly, making his body translucent, and the light inside shining brightly, making the paper figure look like a terrifying 'treacherous lamp' from afar.

The body of the paper man Zhang crushed the house and appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng.

On the huge 'tricky lamp', the paper man's head turned, his face was deformed, like a hundred-fold fermented steamed bun, his facial features were magnified, and a pair of resentful eyes stared at Zhao Fusheng condescendingly:

"You dare to burn down my Zhang family-"

After his body swelled, his voice was also different from the original, and some urns sounded like urns, as if mixed with echoes.

"Destroy my human skin—"

“……”

Zhao Fusheng has never seen such a strange scene in his life, even if it is a ghost movie in his previous life, he can't play such a bizarre plot.

Her heart was filled with horror, fear overrode reason, and she quickly tore off the lantern hanging under the eaves under the 'gaze' of the paper figures, and then ran away from this terrible house without a trace.

Zhao Fusheng ran forward frantically, and he didn't dare to look back.

She could feel the head of the paper figure standing on the tall 'human lantern', those crimson eyes watching her all the time, and the sneer followed her.

This gaze was like a venomous needle, stuck to her vest all the time.

In the whistling sound, the paper man's legs twisted and twisted softly to 'stand', and at the same time, a soft and slender arm came out of his cuffs.

The arm swayed in the wind, like a 3D puppet arm filled with wind, and reached towards her.

The moment Zhao Fusheng heard the sound of the wind, he turned his head in fear, and then saw this terrible scene.

The strong smell of corpses came to her face, shadows covered her body, and Zhao Fusheng's heartbeat stopped instantly.

The pale, swollen palm swept towards her, and the pale and swollen fingers pressed like a mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng was like the rumored Monkey King who was suppressed by Rulai, thinking that he was going to die-

Under the burning force of the flames, the paper man's swollen body floated high like a kite.

"Ah!!h The paper man screamed sharply.

Cold and cold fingertips swept past her, and in the unwilling roar of the paper man, his body flew into the sky like a Kong Ming lantern.

Zhao Fu escaped from life and death, watching the paper man's body with a 'lamp' flying into the air, gradually distancing himself from her.

"Whew-huh!"

Zhao Fusheng looked at the strange scene in mid-air, and gasped desperately:

"It's horrible! It's horrible! ”

The heart was beating non-stop, as if it was about to break through the chest.

She traveled into the Han Dynasty and accepted the fact that there are ghosts in this world, and from Fan Bidying's mouth, she knew the horror of ghosts, saw ghost spells, and even witnessed the scene of Zhao's parents almost reviving ghosts.

At that time, she used the power of the ghost to subdue the Zhao couple who were on the verge of recovery, and she thought that she had a certain psychological preparation for the future.

But when she fought with the paper man Zhang Chu and saw the terrible scene when he instantly turned into a huge lantern and enveloped the fire in her belly, it still had a great impact on her heart.

These are dangerous times!

It was only at this time that she deeply understood Fan Bi's reminder, and also understood what he meant when he said, 'If you can live for a year and a half, it will be considered a fluke'.

Her face was pale, both fearful and unwilling.

Is it that he came back from the dead to die in despair with fear?

Zhao Fusheng's face was cloudy, her hand trembling and touching her waist, where she held a file that recorded the ghost case forty years ago, as well as a box of lamp oil from the paper man, a roll of human skin paper, and a half-finished lantern in her hand.

After a while, her intense heartbeat gradually subsided, her fear faded, and her sanity returned.

"Nope." She shook her head, "I'm not going to die yet, I still have capital." ”

She still has time.

Although she is haunted by ghosts, ghosts are now one of the sources of her strength.

At the same time, she also has a god list, and she will open the god position in the future, and she can still be a god and send the ghost to the god position.

She has leather paper, she has lamp oil, and she can make ghost lamps to ward off ghosts.

By completing this ghost case, she can gain merit -

Zhao Fusheng's expression gradually calmed down, and her gaze changed from panic at the beginning to calm:

"I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die-"

She looked at the air, and after a while, the paper figure had already flown more than ten feet above the ground, and her huge body shrank a lot in her eyes, and the shock effect on her soul gradually decreased.

Zhao Fusheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, knowing that the paper man Zhang couldn't help himself for the time being.

She couldn't help but look back.

In fact, after she escaped from the paper man Zhang's house before, she panicked, and she didn't know where to run or which direction the paper man Zhang's house was.

But she still glanced behind her, and she was greeted by a low, dilapidated house.

The Zhang family made such a big noise, and the paper man Zhang Huo turned into a 'trick lamp' and flew into the sky, she could sense that this was definitely not a trivial matter in Wan'an County, and even in many dilapidated houses, there were still many eyes secretly looking at the sky.

- But no one screamed or howled, as if ordinary people had long been accustomed to such strange things, and silently endured.

This county town, which was abandoned by the imperial court, was as quiet as a ghost domain at this time.

Zhao Fusheng is soberly aware that this is a strange era, human life is as humble as mud, and she is alone here, with no backup, no friends, and no relatives.

When she is in danger, there is no one to save her, no one to help her, she can only rely on herself!

She glanced up at the flying paper figure again, and her gaze gradually became firm.

In any case, she has no way out, she will solve the matter of asking for food before the Fan brothers return!

Fan Bisheng mentioned that Yaofan Hutong is located in the south of the city, and in the memory of Zhao Fusheng, he didn't know anything about the road conditions in Wan'an County.

Fortunately, according to Fan Bidying, the Confucius Temple in the south of the city should be extremely famous, and after she went around the remote alley, she drilled out of the street and walked for a long time before finally seeing sporadic figures on the street.

In a huge Wan'an County, it seems that most of the houses are vacant at this time.

She pulled someone to ask for directions, but at first others were reluctant to say more, and even saw that she was alone, and showed malicious intent.

It wasn't until Zhao Fusheng revealed the name of the Demon Suppression Division that the person who was pulled by her showed fear on his face and pointed out the direction of the south of the city.

Zhao Fusheng was worried that this person was lying, so he pointed at random, so he pulled him to lead the way.

The person caught by her was about thirty years old and skinny, and when he heard that she was going to force himself to go to the south of the city, he immediately shook his head:

"No, no."

He looked so frightened that he almost fell to his knees:

"The alley in the south of the city is haunted, and many people can't get out of it, and they are all trapped there."

"If there are no ghosts, I won't go." Zhao Fusheng replied and grabbed his hand tighter:

"You lead the way in front, and when you get to the door of the alley, I'll let you go home."

She said that, but her heart was full of anxiety.

It seems that there is a lot of trouble in the alley.

Although the common people are already aware of the haunting of this world, if the court has the intention to hide it, most of the people still believe that the world is peaceful, and many people even think that they are extremely lucky, and it is always a few people who die from ghosts.

But the situation in Wan'an County has been so bad that the people in the county can hear about the haunted incident in the rice alley, which shows that during the time when the Demon Suppression Division had an accident, the situation in the county was already out of control.

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