Chapter 52

Liu Yizhen seemed to be able to vaguely guess Zhao Fusheng's mood.

He has been in Yaofan Hutong for many years and is very familiar with the people, scenery and things here.

After the ghost realm shrouded here, he dealt with people and ghosts, and saw too much about life and death.

It is not difficult to figure out the killing rules of the actual ghosts, but after the ghost murder incident, no one has the courage to take the first step.

Therefore, even though the day is an absolutely safe period, more people feel that the dark and damp house is safer, and would rather hide in it, wait for the time of almsgiving, and passively wait for the ghosts to appear and hunt.

Today's hunting time for the rice ghost has just passed, and it has not been long since he returned to the Confucius Temple, but after hearing the sound of the gong, everyone did not have any doubts about it, and subconsciously went out of the house.

It can be seen that these people are still alive physically, but their spirits have died because of fear.

Zhao Fusheng may have seen such a scene for the first time, so he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Don't like to see scenes like this?" He asked as he struck the gong.

Zhao Fusheng naturally wouldn't talk to him about such a question, she just shook her head and said:

"No, I'm looking for someone."

With that, she stood on tiptoe and looked around in the crowd of people like the walking dead, and after a while, she seemed to have finally discovered something, and her eyes lit up:

"Found it."

She clenched her fists and strode in the direction she was looking.

Zhao Fusheng walked in the opposite direction of the incoming crowd, and many people were dumbfounded, but instinctively dodged the moment she approached.

The people who went to the Confucius Temple first saw Liu Yizhen who was carrying the gong, but they didn't see the familiar porridge Dading.

The crowd, who had been numb and sluggish, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the strangely quiet crowd finally let out a restless restlessness.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no charity today."

Liu Yizhen held a gong in his hand and said loudly.

Everyone looked at him in a daze, as if they didn't understand what was happening.

"Since then, there has been no alms in the Confucius Temple." Liu Yizhen held the gong hammer in his hand and explained calmly:

"Two days ago, Lord Zhao of the Demon Suppression Division entered here, the ghost disaster in the alley has been resolved, the ghost domain has dispersed, this place is safe, you can leave this place by yourself."

When he spoke, the scene was so quiet that he could hear the pins dropping, and only the footsteps of Zhao Fusheng when he was retrograde could be heard.

Liu Yizhen's eyes looked at Zhao Fusheng, and when he saw her, he quickly rushed into the crowd and carried a scrawny man in his hand.

The man was lifted by her, his body shrunk into a shrimp, his heels were off the ground, his hands were holding his head, and he didn't dare to resist.

The ghost domain of Yaofan Hutong has been shrouded for a long time, and Liu Yizhen gives alms every day, remembering almost all the faces of the remaining people, and when she looks at it, she immediately recognizes the identity of the person she was dragging by her.

This person is the one who Zhao Fusheng first entered the rice alley and forcibly took the porridge bowl and stuffed it into her arms.

Liu Yizhen didn't expect Zhao Fusheng to remember this grievance after finishing the ghost disaster, and immediately pursed his lips.

However, the Ling Division of the Demon Suppression Division is tantamount to the existence of the Earth Emperor in the local area, and Zhao Fusheng wants to kill a beggar like pinching an ant to death.

He was not interested in this, and was about to turn his head - but heard Zhao Fusheng sneer:

"I've found you kid."

After speaking, it was 'Bangbang' two loud sounds.

I saw Zhao Fusheng punch him, and the beggar had a crooked nose and blood flowed in two blows.

As soon as she let go of her hand, the beaten beggar fell to the ground, curled up in a ball, shaking non-stop.

Zhao Fusheng shook his hand and snorted:

"Let's see if you kid dare to hurt people in the future."

The silence of the crowd was finally broken.

The beaten man also came back to his senses because of the severe pain on his face, gasped quietly, and got up tremblingly, looking a little dazed and at a loss.

Zhao Fusheng was refreshed after beating people, swept away the depression after entering the rice alley, crossed his waist with one hand, and said loudly:

"The Demon Suppression Division is handling the case, the ghost domain here has been removed, everyone left quickly!"

"Let's go!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her leg and kicked the man who was still lying on the ground.

As soon as these words fell, all the survivors woke up like a big dream.

"What ......"

"The ghost domain is solved?"

"Are the people from the Demon Suppressor here?"

At first, there were a few people asking questions, but after finishing speaking, they seemed to be terrified, folded their hands, and covered their lips tightly.

“……”

There was a moment of silence.

Liu Yizhen, who witnessed all this, was stunned, he didn't expect that Zhao Fusheng would only beat people out of anger and not take their lives.

With her intelligence, she should have understood the malice of the beggar stuffing porridge.

Zhao Fusheng has a cunning temperament, and he is not a person who will suffer, and he would finally make such a move, which really surprised Liu Yizhen.

But his apprehension was only for a moment, and as the crowd was agitated, he also explained:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ghost disaster here has been solved, and the Confucius Temple will no longer give alms from now on."

He held the gong and struck it twice.

The dead silence of the crowd is gradually breathed into life, and the survivors, who are in hindsight, finally realize what has happened.

Some were surprised, some were incredulous, and except for a few who still looked numb and sluggish, most of them realized that they had escaped from this nightmarish disaster.

"Solution, solution?"

"The ghost was driven away?"

"Is there no ghost domain left?"

"Did we survive—"

……

Many people asked questions.

Liu Yizhen thought of the book of life, hesitated for a moment, and still said:

"This time the ghost disaster has been solved, and I can't say what will happen in the future."

When his words fell into the ears of the unknown masses, it was tantamount to good news that death row prisoners were waiting for amnesty.

The crowd rejoiced.

Many people tried to look around, and sure enough, they saw that the ghost fog had cleared and the sky was slightly bright—a sign that the ghost domain had dispersed.

"It's dawn!"

"The ghost is gone, and we're safe."

"You can go!"

"I'll never come here again to ask for food--"

The survivors began to scatter in surprise.

At first, their bodies were a little stiff because of the long curl up, but then they walked faster and faster, and fled in all directions, not daring to stay in the alley for a moment.

The man who was originally paralyzed at Zhao Fusheng's feet also realized something, he quietly got up from the ground and quickly blended into the crowd, as if he was afraid of being caught by Zhao Fusheng again.

“……”

Zhao Fusheng coldly watched his figure shuttling left and right in the crowd like a loach, and it was difficult to distinguish after a while, and finally turned his head to look in the direction of Liu Yizhen, and he was also relieved:

"Go back!"

She didn't stay any longer, and went in the direction she had been going.

The haze dispersed, and many people stood outside the alley for some time.

The leader was the Fan brothers, and Zhao Fusheng had seen the magistrate and the master standing on the side of the two.

Liu Wu and other officials who had driven the car for her stood behind her, and there were some onlookers who were not afraid of death standing next to her.

"Brother—"

Fan Wuwu looked at the direction of the restaurant alley uneasily, at this time the ghost domain had been lifted, the fog was spreading, and the smell of corpses, blood and feces that were blocked in the ghost domain was the first to come out, which made people smell and change.

"How long will we have to wait?"

Fan Wuxu's expression was unusually haggard:

"The ghost domain has dispersed......

"Wait, there's no movement yet."

Fan Bi said calmly.

The old county commander and the master on the side heard the conversation between the two brothers, glanced at each other, and didn't dare to say anything.

"Did you say Fusheng she's still alive?" Fan Wuxu asked.

No one dared to answer this.

"I don't know."

After a long time, Fan Bi Death shook his head.

"How can the ghost disaster in the rice alley be so easy to solve?"

A slightly obscene voice sounded, and in the sound of 'Sisuo', Zhang Chuanshi poked his head out from behind the two Fan Bisheng brothers:

"I see that Zhao Fusheng is not lightly affected by ghosts, his spirit is not very clear, and he is a person who has just mastered ghosts, he has no experience, where can he easily drive away powerful ghosts."

As he spoke, he poked his head out on tiptoe, and a pair of mung bean-like eyes stared straight in the direction of the alley, squeezing out the 'Wang' character on his forehead.

"Maybe it's because of her death that the ghosts on her body have revived, and they happen to balance with the ghosts in the alley where they want to eat, so they are dismantled from the ghost domain."

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes rolled when he spoke, and although he couldn't see the lower half of his face hidden behind Fan Bisheng's shoulder, Fan Wuxu could hear the schadenfreude in his words.

He glanced at his eldest brother, and Fan Bi didn't say anything.

But Fan Wusu knew his intentions, and he seemed to be quite jealous of Zhao Fusheng, who was immortal.

On that day, the two brothers acted separately with Zhao Fusheng in the city, and the two took a group of corpse bearers to send the bodies of the Zhao couple to the site of Baozhi County overnight for burial, and hurried back to Wan'an County in the afternoon of the second day, but did not see Zhao Fusheng.

Later, Zhang Chuanshi of the coffin shop appeared, and the two brothers learned from Zhang Chuanshi that Zhao Fusheng burned down the mansion of the paper man Zhang, and borrowed someone from the county order to send her here.

Through the guidance of the old woman who set up a stall at the intersection, it was determined that Zhao Fusheng had entered the alley of asking for food - for the next three days, the ghost domain here was not dispersed, and Zhao Fusheng did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Since two days ago, people with heads and faces in Wan'an County have been guarding here.

Zhao Fusheng's life and death represent the departure and stay of some people.

If the last ghost master of Wan'an County also dies, the Demon Suppression Division here will be equivalent to a complete waste, and those who have a way will naturally refuse to stay here.

The old magistrate and the master are afraid that they also have the same idea, but the people of the Demon Suppression Division are subject to the soul book and cannot leave, Zhang Chuanshi was forced into the Demon Suppression Division, and he was afraid because Zhao Fusheng offended the paper man Zhang ruthlessly, and he was resentful of Zhao Fusheng at this time, and he wished that she would die in this ghost disaster.

"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Zhang." Fan Wuxu snorted, and then turned his head again:

"Brother—"

"I don't think Fusheng is dead."

Fan Bi replied.

As soon as he said this, everyone's ears twitched, and even the magistrate leaned forward half a step, wanting to hear him say it in detail.

"Fusheng is not dead?" Fan Wusu was stunned for a moment, raised his voice and asked.

Fan Bi thought for a moment, and then said:

"Fusheng's personality has changed a little after he has mastered the ghost, and I always feel-" He couldn't say the right words for a while to describe how he felt when he got along with Zhao Fusheng after he came back from the dead.

But he felt that Zhao Fusheng was shrewd and cautious, but his actions were bold and even a little wild.

Zhang Chuanshi said that she was crazy when she burned the paper man Zhang's mansion, but Fan Bi felt that this seemed like something she could do - she would never suffer a loss, and if she had revenge, she would take revenge immediately, and she was unwilling to endure it.

"There was no movement in the ghost domain for the past three days, I think she is hiding and groping for the law of ghosts, all in all, I don't think she will die here."

Fan Bi thought about it, but still said his guess.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, he was first shocked, and then a pair of hanging eyebrows trembled:

"It's useless not to die, you also know in your heart what the ghost of the Demon Suppression Division is, it's okay if she doesn't use the power of the ghost, if she uses the power of the ghost, I'm afraid she will be eaten by the ghost."

After speaking, he added:

"Even if there is no backlash for the time being, it is possible that you will be affected by the ghosts and become insane."

His words just hit the hidden worries in the hearts of the Fan brothers.

Fan Wusu suddenly remembered the scene after Zhao Qiming's powerful ghost went out of control, and his face was a little gloomy.

"I ......"

Fan Wusu was about to speak, when suddenly there was a 'click' of messy footsteps in the distance, as if many people were running away.

"Shhhh ”

The few people who spoke were immediately silenced, and in the thin mist, many ragged survivors fled from the alley.

At the beginning, there were few people, and there were more and more people later.

The magistrate hurriedly ordered the messenger to stop the person for questioning, but before the official could make a move, Fan Bidie seemed to see something and shouted:

"It's coming!"

Everyone hurriedly followed his line of sight, and saw Zhao Fusheng following behind a group of people who fled in a hurry, and walked out of the rice alley unhurriedly.

"Fussa-"

"Fusheng!"

When the Fan brothers saw her walk out, they were all shocked and then suspicious.

She stayed in the restaurant alley for a few days, and her body was stained with blood, but her expression was not sluggish, her eyes did not show madness, and her whole person looked calm, and even had a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that this trip she didn't come to deal with the ghost disaster, but just went to a temple fair.

As the people in front of them fled, they hurriedly turned their heads to look back, as if they were afraid that a ghost would chase them.

And she was calm and unusually calm.

What has happened in the past few days in the alley? Since Zhao Fusheng is still alive, the pacification of the ghost disaster must be related to her, does she have the power to use powerful ghosts? Or use the law of ghost killing to lure ghosts away from this place?

Several questions came to mind.

Fan Bi Death suppressed the horror in his heart and took the lead in meeting him:

"Fusheng."

Fan Wusu followed behind him.

Zhang Chuanshi, who was gloating before, suddenly widened his eyes when he saw Zhao Fusheng appear, revealing a look of disbelief and some despair.

But the next moment, his face changed, he swept away his previous malice, and followed behind the Fan brothers, and shouted flatteringly:

"Lord Zhao! Lord Zhao has a heavenly appearance, and he has quelled the ghost disaster, which is really the blessing of my Wan'an County——"

The magistrate and the others looked at each other, and they were all surprised and delighted.

The waiting crowd came up and surrounded Zhao Fusheng like the stars and the moon.

(End of chapter)