CHAPTER XLIV

From the time the two met to the present, although the time was short and the conversation was very brief, Zhao Fusheng also knew a lot of things from the mouth of this young man.

First of all, the identity of the youth was confirmed.

This person lives in the Confucius Temple, and now he has received the work of giving porridge and water, which shows that he should have a deep relationship with the Confucius Temple and the original temple blessing.

He knew the past forty years ago and mentioned the past agreement, so Zhao Fusheng could judge that the temple zhu who took over this place must be Liu Huacheng's trusted confidant back then.

So after the Liu family withdrew, he was relieved to leave the temple and handed over a lot of family property to this person.

Liu Huacheng was an official first, and then in business, such a person has an extraordinary personality, and he must be very cautious in dealing with people, but he is assured to hand over the affairs and money here to Miaozhu, which shows that Miaozhu and Liu Huacheng have an extremely close relationship, and even know some of the inside information of the Liu family's ghost disaster back then.

Forty years later, Miao Zhu and this young man should be very close, so the young man inherited the work of Miao Zhu and learned some secrets.

In the questions he answered, he mentioned two key messages:

One was 'too late', while the other was in response to Zhao Fusheng's later question, and his original words were: 'Originally, there was some relevance. ’

Does this 'original' mean that it was related in the first place, but now it is not related, or is it not very relevant?

At this moment, countless thoughts turned in Zhao Fusheng's heart.

She turned her head to look around, the place was empty and silent, and the Confucius Temple was also silent, not like there were living people.

And calculate the time, Liu Huacheng's birthday banquet ghost case occurred 40 years ago, when Miao Zhu was temporarily entrusted by Liu Huacheng to guard the Confucius Temple, this person must not be a naïve and ignorant child, at least should be between 20 ~ 40 years old, so he was ordered to be in danger.

Forty years have passed, and the young people of that year are aging, maybe they have been-

"Originally, there were some connections?" Zhao Fusheng was extremely thoughtful.

She saw that the young man's eyebrows were tightly knit as he spoke, as if there was something difficult, and after knowing his identity, she looked cautious, worried that he would not mention important questions rashly, or prevaricate herself with words.

Therefore, she didn't care about anything else, and deliberately followed his topic and asked:

"Does that mean it doesn't matter now?"

The young man's lips moved, he glanced at Zhao Fusheng deeply, as if he had guessed the intention of her question, to Zhao Fu's surprise, he said cheerfully:

"Yes."

His attitude surprised Zhao Fusheng a little, she thought about it, and did not continue to ask about this matter, but changed the topic and turned to another seemingly irrelevant question:

"Where is the temple that was originally given here?"

She seems to ask questions casually, and the two seem to be completely irrelevant, but in fact, every sentence is close to the center of the problem.

The young man suddenly pursed his lips and smiled.

He originally looked gloomy, but at this time, he smiled, but the haze between his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, revealing a bit of his age.

"You guessed it?"

After asking, without waiting for Zhao Fusheng to speak, he said to himself:

"My grandfather has died."

His answer was exactly the same as Zhao Fusheng originally envisioned.

And the young man's title to the temple zhu verified her speculation, and she asked again:

"Your grandfather died when you went to the Demon Suppression Division to report the case last month?"

The young man's expression was calm, and when he mentioned the death of his grandfather, he saw neither sadness nor tears, nor Tibetan teasing, and bowed his head slightly:

"Yes."

After he finished saying this, he glanced at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng learned this information from him, and combined with the known clues, a bold guess surfaced in her mind.

"I see."

"What do you understand?" The young man asked.

"You also said that the ghost disaster here has something to do with the ghost disaster forty years ago." When Zhao Fusheng said this, the two looked at each other, and they both understood each other's meaning in an instant.

The young man knew that she had guessed, and nodded:

"Yes."

"But then you said that the ghost disaster in the rice alley has nothing to do with the ghost disaster in the Liu clan ancestral hall forty years ago." Zhao Fusheng said again.

"Yes." The young man answered.

"Su Long is very capable, and the ghost case solved back then can maintain peace for forty years without being broken." The reason why the ghost case happened again forty years later seems to have something unexpected in the middle.

"And I haven't heard of anything big happening in Yaofan Hutong before, the only accident is the death of your grandfather."

Zhao Fusheng concluded:

"In other words, your grandfather's death is the main reason for the ghost disaster in Yaofan Hutong today."

She even guessed, and spoke not politely, thinking that the young man might refute a few words, but when he heard this, he was silent, as if he acquiesced that her guess was true!

"The rice alley was really caused by your grandfather after his death?"

Clues about the rice alley surfaced in her mind one by one, and the news that the Fan brothers, the paper man Zhang, Liu Wu and the young man in front of her said converged in her mind, and her eyes gradually sharpened:

"Decades ago, Liu Huacheng caused a big disaster in Kyoto, and finally returned to Wan'an County with a decomposed and sealed ghost body."

Since then, the seal has been peaceful, "Until Liu Huacheng's sixtieth birthday, this ghost woke up unexpectedly for some reason." ”

Zhao Fusheng said the clues he had sorted out, and at the same time his eyes fell on the young man's face.

His expression remained unchanged, and he quietly listened to her continue.

The pale light shone on his face, his lips pursed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly when he heard her say 'ghost revival', obviously not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"After the ghost recovered, he immediately started killing, causing countless deaths and injuries to the Liu family, and then Liu Huacheng asked the Demon Suppression Division and Zhang Xiongwu to jointly take action to quell this ghost disaster."

The young man did not refute it, that is, the news he received from the paper man was indeed true.

Zhao Fusheng kept talking, but he was still thinking in his heart.

I am afraid that the process of quelling the evil calamity was not as smooth as recorded in the dossier.

"Su Long may have wanted to try to exorcise ghosts with the regular methods of the Demon Suppression Division at first-"

The young man's body shook, and then his hands clenched.

His chest began to rise and fall violently, as if he was nervous and nervous at this moment.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng was just guessing, but at this time, the young man's reaction undoubtedly verified her thoughts, and she suddenly said:

"—but in the end, Sutaki failed, so he looked for another way."

At this point, she paused for a moment.

It's a pity that the young man's gaffe is only a little effort, he lives in the Confucius Temple, deals with powerful ghosts, and his psychological quality is unexpectedly good, and he adjusted his mood after a while, and he didn't make a sound.

"And the method of suppressing ghosts should be related to the Confucius Temple."

Zhao Fusheng's brain spun rapidly, recalling the volume of ghost case documents about the Liu family's ancestral hall forty years ago in his arms.

She didn't look through many documents, but the files of the Demon Suppression Division in the past dynasties recorded the ghost treatment incidents, and generally told the past and consequences of the exorcism, including the ghost's killing methods and legal characteristics, which will be recorded for future generations' reference.

If the case is not completed, try to leave enough clues before putting it on the shelf.

But Su Long's ghost case was recorded very simply, and he did not write in detail how he drove the ghost to subdue him, but only warned the latecomers not to set foot in the south of the city easily, which was completely different from the image left by Su Long in the record.

Could it be that this ghost case handled by Su Long was not handled in a glorious way?

Zhao Fusheng thought like this in his heart, and couldn't help frowning.

But at this moment, the young man let out a long breath of turbidity:

"Yes."

As soon as he spoke, he immediately interrupted Zhao Fusheng's train of thought.

"After the Liu family was haunted, Su Lingsi and Mr. Zhang joined forces and ventured deep into the Liu family twice, and finally came up with a way to suppress the ghosts."

"What's the solution?" Zhao Fusheng was refreshed when she heard this, she had a hunch that she was approaching the truth, this young man was actually the insider of the ghost case of the Liu clan ancestral hall forty years ago, as long as the truth was clarified, the ghost that appeared in the Confucius Temple might be able to be figured out by her, and then thoroughly understand the origin of the ghost and crack its killing law, and drive it out of this place.

“……”

Since the two met, the young man who had been quite cooperative heard her question, but to Zhao Fu's surprise, he shook his head:

"I can't tell you the specific method, but I can only tell you that the alms of the Confucius Temple are related to the suppression of evil ghosts back then."

He was reluctant to say Su Long's method of exorcising ghosts, but he did not hide other things:

"Back then, the Liu family changed the ancestral hall to the Confucius Temple, and the temple Zhu stayed here, as long as the temple is here for a day, the ghosts of forty years ago will definitely not recover."

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

The young man did not understand why she suddenly laughed, and when she was stunned, she smiled and said:

"You're so humorous."

After speaking, her face turned cold, and she turned her face when she said that she would turn her face:

"Since that's the case, the rice alley shouldn't be haunted."

According to the young man's statement, as long as someone gives charity to the existence of the Confucius Temple, the headless ghost will always be suppressed - although Zhao Fusheng does not know what the principle is, but it has been safe and sound for forty years, and Su Long's handling back then was quite a means.

But now that Lao Miaozhu has passed away, the young man in front of him should have taken over the heavy responsibility of the Confucius Temple.

Giving has not stopped, why is there a revival of another ghost?

This place is strange and extraordinary, the ghost lamp is lit in front of the Confucius Temple, and the ghost is suppressed in the temple.

Yaofan Hutong suffered a ghost disaster and was shrouded in a ghost domain, which is inseparable from the death of the young grandfather in front of him.

The most important thing is that the young man hidden in the ghost domain in front of him is accompanied by ghosts but is not in a hurry, he seems to be very calm and not afraid, could it be that he has some way to get out and save his life?

Zhao Fusheng thought of the 'one book' in his hand that would even be specifically mentioned on the list of gods, this thing has a lot to do with the powerful ghost who recovered last night, after the name was registered, the ghost came to the door to kill according to the roster at night.

"It was an accident, and we didn't want to." The young man was rebuked by her, but instead of being angry, he calmly explained:

"When my grandfather was dying, we were worried that something would happen, so he sent me to the Demon Suppression Division to ask them to clean up the aftermath—"

At this point, he paused, then added:

"This is what the Demon Suppressor promised us back then."

He emphasized the word 'we'.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed, and he kept this small detail in mind.

"But you also know what happened later, the Demon Suppression Division also made a ghost disaster, and the whole division was almost dead, and it was no longer possible to fulfill the promise made forty years ago." He gritted his teeth and sighed:

"When I came back, my father was breathing that night—"

"Because of this, the ghost of the rice alley has recovered?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

The young man nodded:

"Yes."

"So after that, the alley was shrouded by ghosts, and after that, after giving alms every day, there were ghosts who knocked on the door and killed people." She deliberately simulated the Tao of Ambiguity, and then added:

"It's all your grandfather's resurrection?"

"Yes—"

The young man first subconsciously responded, and then he reacted to what Zhao Fusheng said, raised his head suddenly, his eyes gradually became sharp, but after a while, he said lightly:

"No, he's not my grandfather."

His reaction was not only within Zhao Fusheng's expectations, but it was also unexpected by Zhao Fusheng, which made her heart fall to the bottom in an instant.

A terrible truth is on the horizon.

The chill rose from beneath her feet, swept through her limbs, quickly robbed her of her body temperature, and made her hands tremble uncontrollably.

There was too much meaning hidden in the young man's words, but there was no doubt that he was not bringing good news.

"It's not your grandfather, who is that?"

She forced her composure and asked.

At this point, the young man was calm.

He was silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed softly:

"With the intelligence of Lord Reiji, I should have guessed it, right?"

Zhao Fusheng's back was numb, goosebumps stood up instantly, she suddenly had a splitting headache, and gasped.

"I don't want to guess—"

The answer to that question was within reach, but she was too scared to touch it.

It's a pity that there is no turning back arrow when the bow is opened, and escaping can't solve the problem, she has already entered the alley of asking for food, and if she doesn't solve the ghost disaster here, she can't leave here, even if she can find a way to escape, she can't complete the task, whether it is the Demon Suppression Division or the reward of the god list, she can't escape death in the end.

Thinking like this, Zhao Fusheng suddenly calmed down, took a deep breath, and forced himself to face the reality.

It was imperative that she first understand the most important questions:

"If the generosity of the Confucius Temple has formed a balance with the ghost disaster in the Liu Family Ancestral Hall forty years ago, now that your grandfather is dead, the balance has been broken, and the evil ghosts in the alley have not been solved, and the powerful ghosts that were sealed forty years ago have a chance to recover——"

"No, it won't."

The young man didn't wait for her to finish, and raised his voice to interrupt her.

The guess in Zhao Fusheng's heart was confirmed because of his words, and the big stone in her heart suddenly fell to the ground, her lips curled, and she tilted her head to look at him.

He said this with a clear-eyed and determined expression, and he was very sure that the ghost that had been sealed away forty years ago would not be resurrected—presumably it had something to do with his grandfather's death.

"Are you sure?" She asked again.

"I'm sure." He affirmed.

Zhao Fusheng was overjoyed.

It was roughly the same as she had guessed, but the reply she received from the young man made her instantly let go of the boulder she had raised.

(End of chapter)