CHAPTER XXXV

"Okay." Liu Wu hurriedly responded.

"Lord Zhao also knows the origin of this Wenchang Road, but after experiencing the ghost disaster, the vitality of the Liu family was greatly damaged, and as soon as the ghost disaster was settled, many distant relatives were busy staying away, thinking that this place was unlucky."

Many distant relatives and clans who clinged to the Liu family left one after another, and the once huge Liu family was scattered like a tree, and it showed a fallen appearance overnight.

As Fan Bi said, after Liu Huacheng's descendants died a lot, he scattered half of his family wealth, so he decided to move his family, leave the sad place of Wan'an County, and start anew.

The ancestral hall of the Liu family was considered very ominous because of the haunting, so Liu Huacheng changed this place to the Confucius Temple before moving away, providing Confucian respect, and at the same time leaving a temple to stay there.

"The temple is very kind-hearted, and on the fifteenth day of the first day of every month, it must give porridge and water, which causes many people to line up to ask for food."

Liu Wu had the intention to please Zhao Fusheng, knowing that she was about to go to Yaofan Hutong to deal with the ghost disaster, and naturally knew as much about the situation in Yaofan Hutong as possible, so he tried his best to tell everything he knew:

"After a long time, when I learned about the almsgiving, many people heard about it."

Many homeless people gathered in the local area, and whenever the Confucius Temple gave alms, Wenchang Road was even more crowded.

"The temple wishes a good heart, and I can't see the poor suffering, so I just give alms often, more than 20 years ago, I gave a meal a day."

As a result, there were more and more beggars, and eventually the vicinity of Confucius Temple became a habitat for homeless beggars, so the locals jokingly called it 'Asking for Rice Hutong'.

As for the original name of the road, after decades, I am afraid that many people no longer remember.

People in this era are generally short-lived.

Ordinary people have a difficult life, no clothing, no food, in addition to running for a living, but also to encounter ghost disasters, just 40 years, has long been enough for Wan'an County to change a generation.

Today, when she found the county office, the local county magistrate found an errand officer who had a relationship with the Liu family in the past, and his grandfather happened to have experienced a ghost disaster forty years ago, so Zhao Fusheng could learn about this past incident.

"I see."

Zhao Fusheng sighed, and was in a daze, Liu Wu suddenly said with some apprehension:

"Lord Zhao—"

His voice trembled a little, as if he was quite scared, and as soon as the words fell, when he saw Zhao Fusheng looking up at him, he showed a pleading look:

"Please spare my life, I am old and young, my son has not taken over my class now, I don't want to go into the alley of asking for food-"

The people of the Demon Suppression Division have always been moody and do not take human life as a human being.

When dealing with ghost cases, innocent people are often arrested as spies, and they are used to detect the law of ghost killing.

He was stopped by the magistrate today to catch the car, and the magistrate also had the heart to make him 'do something' for Zhao Fusheng, and I am afraid that there will be no return for this trip.

He was trembling and frightened all the way before, but seeing that Zhao Fusheng had a smooth temperament, he didn't seem to be irritable and blood-devouring, and he spoke softly with him, and he also intended to curry favor, and the two chatted smoothly on this trip, so he dared to beg with the courage to beg at this time.

Dealing with powerful ghosts, the ghost riders are all dead and alive, and the envoys often die, not to mention ordinary people who don't have any courage or experience in the face of ghosts.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Liu Wu said with a little despair:

"Chengnan has arrived."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed:

"Go forward, walk dozens of feet, and you can see the rice alley. You see, it's overcast over there, and there's not quite something right. ”

Zhao Fusheng looked in the direction pointed by his trembling arm, and sure enough, he saw that the sky in the distance was dark, and the thick black gas accumulated in the sky was tumbling, and the entire area below seemed to be shrouded in clouds, without a trace of life.

A cold and evil aura rushed to her face, stimulating her hair to stand upside down.

Ghost Domain!

Zhao Fusheng's heart froze, Liu Wu's face was pale, and his nose closed one by one between breaths, making a suppressed wheezing sound:

"Lord Zhao, please spare your life-"

Zhao Fusheng froze, saw that his face was terrified, swept away the humility and flattery of the previous conversation, and brought out a little apprehension and unwillingness.

Although she knew that the trip to the alley was dangerous, and she also guessed the 'rules' of the Demon Suppression Division in the past from Liu Wu's performance, she was born in a peaceful world and could not ignore a single human life.

"Do you have a fire fold with you?"

Zhao Fusheng suddenly remembered something and asked Liu Wu.

Liu Wu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded busily:

"Yes!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a fire fold from his body and handed it over in fear.

"Get out!" Zhao Fusheng picked it up and put it in his arms, and then drank lightly:

"Don't get in my way!"

Liu Wuyi listened to it, as if he had been amnesty.

The sound of 'clanging' was heard, and the two of them turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng notice that at the corner of the street ten zhang away from the carriage, there was a simple stall.

A stove was placed at the head of the stall, and a large cauldron was set up on it, and the boiling water in the pot was 'gurgling', and the heat was steaming.

An old woman in her sixties was now crossing her waist with one hand, and the large iron spoon she was holding in one hand fell into the pot with a loud sound.

The conversation between Zhao Fusheng and Liu Wu seemed to have attracted the attention of the old woman, she heard the sound of the woman talking, and took two steps forward without caring about the big spoon that fell into the pot, as if she wanted to see Zhao Fusheng's face clearly.

It just so happened that the sound of her spoon falling into the pot at this time also aroused Zhao Fusheng's vigilance, and the two sides turned their heads to look at each other, and the old woman squinted at her for a long time, and then the brilliance in her eyes dimmed.

She was a little overwhelmed to pick up the spoon that fell into the pot, she was so hot that she grinned, and in the face of Liu Wu's gaze, she cringed a little, and shouted boldly:

"Two guest officers, do you want a bowl of hot soup?"

Where can Liu Wu still care about drinking soup, when Zhao Fusheng allowed him to leave, he couldn't wait to fly away from here.

When Zhao Fusheng got off the car, he didn't even bother to say goodbye, so he shook the reins, and the long whip fell on the buttocks of the mule and horse, and the horse was in pain and walked away.

The old woman carried a steaming spoon and followed the carriage away, and then turned to look at Zhao Fusheng.

The girl's gaze was steady, staring straight at her.

The old woman was old, not tall, thin and slightly hunched.

Her hair was graying and was tied up in a washed-out clothcloth.

The apron tied around her waist was a little old, and her clothes were patched, and she looked like she was living in poverty, not like there was anything weird.

Although this old woman dared to set up a stall near the ghost case, she was obviously not a ghost, and the suspicion in Zhao Fusheng's heart gradually faded, and his eyes became softer.

The old woman was very disturbed by her at first, and it was not until her eyes changed that she breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again in a whisper:

"Would you like soup......"

"What soup was stewed?" Zhao Fusheng asked casually.

She looked left and right as she spoke.

Perhaps because of the haunting of the alley, the neighborhood is particularly deserted, and this street is like a dead alley, and it seems to be more empty and empty than the street of the Demon Suppressor.

The appearance of the old woman who set up the stall here is particularly strange, she doesn't know what soup is stewed in the pot, it is smoking, and it doesn't smell like a good thing from the mountains and seas, but I don't know if she is about to go into danger alone, or if she has not eaten a grain of rice since she was reborn, she actually feels that the soup in this pot is fragrant, and she swallows her saliva.

"It's just some soup stewed with wild vegetables—would you like a bowl?"

She rubbed her palms twice on her apron with some uneasiness, and as she spoke, she took small steps to fetch the bowl that was held high on the side.

"No need."

Zhao Fusheng hurriedly responded.

She glanced at the old woman's soup in the pot again, and thought:

"I don't drink it now, if I'm lucky enough to live, next time I see you, maybe I can drink a bowl."

Zhao Fusheng didn't know where this old woman came from, why she dared to set up a stall to sell soup not far from this ghost road, but her eyes were gentle, and her heart was beating and breathing, obviously she was not a ghost, and that was enough.

"You-"

When the old woman heard her say this, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and turned around to leave, when the old woman suddenly called out to her:

"Baby." She threw the spoon in her hand into the soup pot, wiped her hands on her apron, and reminded her:

"Don't go any further, it's haunted over there."

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head.

The woman looked at her, and shrunk her shoulders in some fright, but at last she still spoke again:

"The rice alley in front is haunted...... A lot of people can't get out after they go in, they're trapped inside, they're still young, don't go any further—" She persuaded in a loud voice, and her eyes fell on the ill-fitting clothes worn by Zhao Fusheng again, and the expression in her eyes gradually changed.

From the beginning of the defense, suspicion, to soften.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know where she came from, and she didn't know who Zhao Fusheng was, but from Zhao Fusheng's dress and thin figure, she could guess that Zhao Fusheng was afraid that the economy was not good.

Seeing that she got out of the carriage just now, and seemed to be going to the alley where she asked for food, and mentioned the words 'lucky to live', the old woman felt pity and hurriedly turned around to get the bowl:

"Don't go any further, don't you have any money? I'll treat you to a bowl of soup, warm up, and find a place to hide. ”

I don't know if it's because Zhao Fusheng has not met a good person since he was reborn in this world, she is now about to go deep into the ground alone, and when she meets such a stranger, she wants to invite her to a bowl of hot soup wholeheartedly, and the loneliness in her heart is suddenly swept away.

"Okay."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded, but stretched out his right hand and pressed down, stopping the old woman's action of serving soup:

"It's just that I won't drink it now, and when I come back, I'll come back to drink this bowl of soup."

After saying that, she turned around:

"Gone."

"Whoa—"

The old woman wanted to speak again, but saw that she walked forward without looking back, as if her target was going to the alley where she wanted to eat.

"Alas! What a baby, the way of this world—I don't know that—" The old woman couldn't stop Zhao Fusheng, and her face showed regret.

She muttered to herself, but she didn't know what she thought, her eyes turned red, and then she lowered her head.

Zhao Fusheng didn't take such a small episode to heart, she followed Liu Wu's instructions and quickly turned into another street.

If you can still see small shops with stalls in the place where you are still far away from Yaofan Hutong before, the closer you are to Yaofan Hutong at this time, the less crowded you are.

Rows of low, dilapidated houses unfolded before her eyes.

The street was about a foot wide, the ground was uneven, the shops on both sides of the street were deserted, and in many places the doors had collapsed, and there were moldy spots on them, and the mess in the shops was faintly visible, apparently panicked when their owners left.

There was no livestock manure on the streets, no voice, no wind to hear, and it was so quiet that it gave people an eerie and oppressive feeling.

But Zhao Fusheng's attention was not focused on these, her eyes looked far away, looking at the middle of the street.

A faint gray fog blankets the middle of the street, brightening half of the street and splitting the street in two as if it were hidden in the clouds of an approaching storm.

This is what Fan Bi Death said, the Ghost Domain.

She sensed the thick death aura in the ghost domain, and a palpitating feeling surged over her heart.

The shadow of death loomed over her from a distance of several feet, and the sense of danger was far stronger than when faced with a paper figure.

Zhao Fusheng's fingers were numb, he trembled slightly, his feet obeyed the fear in his heart, and subconsciously took two steps back.

But after two steps, her sanity overcame her wincing, and she stood firmly where she was.

She sank her mind into the sea of knowledge, and the list of gods that had not yet been unsealed appeared in the sea of knowledge, and the blood on the list was gushing, the wind was gusting, and it was indescribably terrifying.

Zhao Fusheng tried to touch the list with his divine sense, and the list prompted: Does it cost 100 merits to open the divine position?

Then the feedback of the god list came quickly: the merit is less than 100 points, and the god position is unlocked.

Tip: Complete the first commission of the Demon Suppression Division to gain merit.

……

Uphold justice and rebuild hell.

Zhao Fusheng let out a long sigh with an expressionless face, and the hint of the god list strengthened her will and made her control her fear.

"Well, I have no way out."

She whispered.

It's just that it's so quiet that you can hear a needle dropping, and the sound spreads, as if amplified several times, and burrows into her ears.

She made up her mind, and then made up her mind to walk in the direction of the ghost realm.

In the quiet footsteps of 'duh, duh', Zhao Fusheng got closer and closer to the ghost domain, and the gray mist of the ghost domain seemed to sense the arrival of the living, and at the moment she approached, he couldn't wait to loosen it and wrap her in it.

In the surging fog, Zhao Fusheng's eyes were gradually fascinated by the thick fog.

Before entering the Yaofan Hutong, she was already prepared to meet ghosts as soon as she came.

But the moment she stepped into the ghost realm, she seemed to have a moment of deafness.

Everything around is extremely quiet, and the circulation of air, light, plants and the residual sense of human freshness are erased here.

Zhao Fusheng seemed to realize something, and turned his head suddenly, but saw that the scene on the way back was not what she saw when she came, but instead the world shrouded by the ghost domain!

(End of chapter)