CHAPTER XLVII

The two agreed.

Liu Yizhen took a step back, Zhao Fusheng also knew that there was a powerful relationship, and he was unwilling to break the existing balance of powerful ghosts and not forcibly enter the temple, and both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

Under Liu Yizhen's half-guarded and half-vigilant watch, Zhao Fusheng cautiously took a few steps forward, stood in front of the knee-high threshold of the Confucius Temple, and glanced in.

I saw that the temple hall was quiet and extraordinary, and it was dark.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a malicious intent 'staring' at her, making her tremble and instinctively want to retreat.

Zhao Fusheng forcibly endured this uneasiness after being spied on, and looked in with wide eyes - after a long time, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he could barely see the blurred shadows in the darkness.

I saw that there was indeed a shrine on the wall in the depths of the temple, a few feet away from the area, in the air.

There is a 'god statue' enshrined in the shrine, and the 'god statue' sits cross-legged on the offering table, and the body is twisted several times with strange things, and the hall exudes a strong fishy smell.

In the darkness, the 'idol' stared at her coldly.

The face of the ghost loomed in the darkness, and the gray eyes were malicious and malicious, with blood and anger, which made her feel the most terrifying murderous intent.

Zhao Fusheng confirmed the whereabouts of the ghost and silently took a few steps back.

It wasn't until I retreated into the ghost light that the horror of being spied on by evil ghosts disappeared.

"I'm done."

She endured the cold feeling and spoke.

Liu Yizhen was silent for a long time and asked:

"What are you going to do after that?"

"I'm going to do it tonight." She groaned slightly, and then answered decisively.

"So fast?"

Although Liu Yizhen had vaguely felt a little bit of her temper and character from several conversations, he still couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard her say this.

"This ghost is already at the level of evil—"

"It's okay, I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth, and if I continue to survive, it will only increase the casualties."

She has basically figured out the killing methods and rules of the ghosts, and it is a waste of time to continue to observe, the more dead people there are, the more they increase the power of the ghosts.

"I don't want to delay any longer, it's either dead or I'm dying tonight!"

Liu Yizhen heard her say this, although he was still not optimistic about her actions, he still nodded noncommittally.

"In that case, I also have other things to do, so I wish you all the best in advance."

Zhao Fusheng smiled.

Liu Yizhen couldn't hear many clues here, and he might still know some secrets, but judging from his expression, maybe he didn't want to say more.

The ghost disaster in Yaofan Hutong has progressed so far, and Zhao Fusheng has mastered a lot of news, which is enough for her to analyze a lot of things, and then it will be her confrontation with the ghost.

It's not the first time she's confronted a ghost.

The resuscitated bodies of the Zhao couple were also suppressed by her, but at that time, the Zhao couple had only just woken up, which was different from the enshrined evil ghost in the Yaofan Hutong.

But now there is no room for her to back down.

Zhao Fusheng lost the heart to hang out, and immediately returned to the house where he had been hiding.

The door of the house next to her left traces of the ghosts entering and exiting, and the broken door that was melted by the ghosts could not stop the tragedy in the house.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, and the strong bloody breath irritated people's eyes.

Although Zhao Fusheng said that he knew that he would have to deal with ghosts in the future, such a scene like Shura's hell would be faced again sooner or later, but it was definitely not at this time.

She thought about it, and decisively gave up her plan to use this room, and instead looked at the room next to her.

The houses in Yaofan Hutong are tightly built, and the partitions between the walls are not tight.

Most of them are mud walls made of bamboo fences below, and woven bamboo curtains on the top, which only obscure the simple view.

Such a wall should not withstand a hard impact.

If she digs up the gap between the houses and jumps between the two houses when the ghost comes, I don't know if it counts as a rule for escaping from the 'one house'?

It is a matter of her life and safety, although such speculation has not been measured and verified, Zhao Fusheng still said that he would do it.

She picked up the flat pole that reached the door and checked it in her hand, this thing is useless to use to reach the door, after all, ghosts don't talk about martial arts when they enter the house.

However, it is a good tool if it is used to smash walls.

After controlling the ghosts, Zhao Fusheng's strength was much greater than that of the original owner, and she made up her mind not to delay, and knocked the wall next to her with a flat pole.

'Bah-'

With the sound of a thump, a large amount of sand and gravel fell to the ground, and the whole house trembled.

"Ahh

There were terrible screams of horror and despair from the next room.

Zhao Fusheng didn't expect that in addition to the unlucky left neighbor living on the side of his house, there were also people in the right house.

She slammed a large hole in the wall with a few clicks.

In the dust and smoke, revealing the broken bamboo sticks inside, she poked her head to see a terrified survivor shrinking in the corner of the house.

"I'm sorry."

She grinned:

"I'm useful for this room, you can go next door and find a place."

After two nights of fear of ghosts knocking on her door and killing people, she knew what it meant to those who survived.

But the survivors were more qualified than her, and they were greatly relieved to see her speak and confirm that she was human.

A smell of urine came, and after a while, the survivors, who were half-paralyzed with fear, gathered their strength, silently opened the door and fled quickly.

“……”

Zhao Fusheng continued his work until he smashed a large hole in the wall between the two houses for human access.

In the time that followed, she laid traps, and even tried to find the direction of escape many times, and cleaned up all the debris and sediment that might have stumbled on her escape route.

After doing all this, she began to recuperate.

The clock passed quickly, and by the time the gong sounded again in the evening, she was ready.

'Bell, bell, bell-'

Liu Yizhen struck the gong, Zhao Fusheng stayed in the house and did not move, and did not go to receive today's porridge.

Ghost killings are carried out according to the book of almsgiving, but it is not rigidly based on the first name of the daily almsgiving, but is randomly selected.

Her name has already entered the first book, just wait for the ghost to appear and find a way to intercept its steps.

And her battle is related to her life and death.

If you lose, it doesn't matter if you eat this meal or not; And if she wins, then she will keep her stomach and enjoy the soup that the old woman has promised her.

Although he was mentally prepared to confront the ghosts head-on, as time passed, Zhao Fusheng's heartstrings were still tightened a little bit.

The sound of the gong outside disappeared, and the footsteps of the recipients rang out, and then they returned to their places.

Zhao Fusheng took advantage of this time to count the items he had prepared.

Although the previous suppression of the resurgence of the Zhao couple confirmed what Fan Bisheng said: The brute force of human beings does not work in front of the ghosts, and only the power of the ghosts can deal with the ghosts.

But the price paid for dealing with ghosts is too great, and Zhao Fusheng only has one chance, so he must be cautious.

Therefore, she still prepared sticks, spikes, etc., and set up several small traps on the ground to try to block the ghost's footsteps.

In addition to this, the human skin lantern has been unfurled, and the lamp oil has been placed inside.

She tried the fire fold in advance and was not affected, and she could light the fire.

After taking stock of her preparations, she calmly adjusted herself and waited for the time to pass.

On the streets, the footsteps of the panicked crowd gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a succession of doors closing and coming, and after a while, these sounds were quiet.

After a while, the familiar feeling of depression returned, the black fog was filled, and a kind of cold feeling instantly enveloped the entire Yaofan Hutong.

In the extreme silence, Liu Yizhen in the Confucius Temple sat behind a dark coffin, and saw the movement of 'Sisuo' finally coming from the shrine.

On the enshrined god table, the awakened ghost slowly walked down the god platform and climbed down the ground along the table.

With the sound of 'click, click' footsteps, it walked out of the Confucius Temple and started a new round of predation.

……

In the dilapidated wooden house, Zhao Fusheng had been listening to the movement outside, and when she heard footsteps coming from the direction of the Confucius Temple, she knew that a powerful ghost was coming.

You can't hide from what you should dodge.

The ghost killed two people in a row, and she had seen with her own eyes that the door couldn't stop the ghost attack at all.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng simply opened the door with a bang.

This movement resounded through the long street, and everyone was breathing a little heavier at this moment.

In the black fog, a ghost figure could be faintly recognized as it slowly walked out of the fog.

Zhao Fusheng's heartbeat also began to accelerate, but she still stared calmly into the distance, watching the ghost appear in front of her.

Still the cold and terrifying figure, the ghost roams the streets, searching for the man he was going to kill tonight.

It didn't turn its head because of Zhao Fusheng's opening of the door and prying eyes, obviously ghost killings have their own selection criteria.

Soon, it selected the object, and was about to turn around to another part of the alley, when Zhao Fusheng lifted the human skin lantern and picked the lid of the lamp oil with his nails.

This is when something strange happens.

The moment the lid of the lamp was opened, a foul smell gushed out of the sealed oil lamp box.

The lamp oil didn't need to be lit by firelight, but it spontaneously combusted with a 'poof' sound.

The lights were green, and the faces of people in pain suddenly appeared on the human skin lanterns, as if they let out desperate and painful screams.

The scream immediately caught the ghost's attention.

The fierce ghost, who was about to turn his head, stopped, turned around, and his gray eyes turned to the direction where Zhao Fusheng was, and then seemed to have changed his original mind and strode towards her.

Zhao Fusheng was shocked by this sudden change.

“……”

As the ghost approached, a terrible feeling of suffocation came over his face.

The unexpected automatic lighting of the ghost lamp and the chain reaction of the ghost surprised Zhao Fu's business, and she was slightly flustered.

Paper Man Zhang deceived her!

She was on guard against the paper man, but she still didn't expect to plant a fight on the lamp.

The human skin lantern and Zhang Chuanshi's words to avoid ghosts in the Demon Suppression Division misled her to some extent.

The ghost lamp that this person gave her was not a lamp to ward off ghosts, but a lamp to attract ghosts.

Fortunately, she was expected to fight the ghost tonight, and she didn't put all her hopes on the ghost lamp sent by the paper man.

The ghost came quickly, Zhao Fusheng scolded in his heart, and was glad that he had taken revenge in advance and burned down the house of the paper man, otherwise he would be even more unlucky at this time.

She blew the lamp hard, but the green light was quite weird, she blew a few times and still didn't go out, but the stench was even stronger.

The ghost quickly walked up the steps, and the closer it got to it, the brighter the light in the lantern became.

A black wick in the lamp oil burned very vigorously, and the firelight 'rumbled', illuminating the house in Yaofan Hutong, as if guiding the way for the ghost in the dark, so that it paid attention to Zhao Fusheng's existence for the first time.

This is the purpose of the paper man, he wants to kill people through ghosts!

Zhao Fusheng couldn't blow out the lights, so he simply gave up his plan to blow the lights.

The cold, fishy smell came into the house along the open door, and the ghost walked to the door, staring at Zhao Fusheng in the house with a pair of gray and slippery eyes.

It didn't step in immediately, but stood still in the doorway, and then it raised its hand and knocked on the door.

'Duh, duh, duh. ’

This ghost's actions made Zhao Fusheng stunned.

She had observed the ghost for two nights, and naturally knew that the ghost must knock on the door before killing someone.

But most of the doors of the people killed by it before this were closed, and she couldn't figure out the ghost's intentions, whether it was part of the law of killing, or the preparation before breaking the door.

To this day, the door of her room is wide open, and the ghost still knocks on the door, which proves that this is one of the rules before the ghost kills.

She hesitated, stood behind the house with a flat pole in her hand, and shouted:

"Come in."

Although she knew that even if she didn't say this, the ghost would definitely force her way into the house the next moment, but as soon as the words fell, she saw that the ghost seemed to not hear her at all, so she still raised her hand and knocked it twice again, and then stepped into the house as if she had completed the ritual.

As soon as you enter the house, the ghost's breath instantly causes the temperature in the house to drop sharply.

The ghost stepped into the trap with one foot, and her body fell into half, and at the same time stepped on a rope ring that Zhao Fusheng had prepared, and she threw the lantern in her hand.

The lantern was still on the ground, and the grimace that appeared on the skin paper was distorted.

She tightened the straw rope and lifted it hard—

Since she controlled the ghost, her body strength has been much greater, but at this time, this mention did not shake the ghost, but pulled the hard-worked grass rope 'pop' sound.

If one plan fails, she will make two more plans.

Picked up the flat pole that he had prepared earlier, and knocked it down on the head of the ghost!

In the sound of 'whoosh', the flat arm passed through the body of the ghost, and the ghost in front of her turned into a black shadow and disappeared, she exerted too much force, and her body was carried sideways by this power.

At this moment, the black shadows regrouped and turned into the pale body of the fierce ghost.

Zhao Fusheng was so frightened that he hurriedly turned his head and fled to another room.

This route she had tried countless times during the day, and her body had long since adapted to it, and she could dodge away in a matter of seconds.

But although her speed is fast, the ghost's movements are even faster.

As soon as she moved, she sensed the cold fishy wind, goosebumps on her body suddenly stood up, and the two bruises and purple withered white arms of the ghost appeared strangely at some point, and wrapped around her neck.

The cold ghost hand grabbed her like pinching plasticine, lifting her body off the ground.

(End of chapter)