Chapter 68

The most important thing is that Zhao Fusheng has just been reborn in the Han Dynasty not long ago, and he is not familiar with the local road conditions, and Zhang Chuanshi opened a coffin shop opposite the door of the Demon Town Division before, and it is not like he has been walking around the village all the year round.

Thinking of this, she suddenly shouted:

"Lao Zhang, how did you get all the way to Goutou Village?"

"That's how it went." Zhang Chuanshi didn't know what to do, so he subconsciously answered, and then asked:

"My lord, what's wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng did not answer him, but asked again:

"You've been to Kotou Village before?"

"Never." He shook his head, revealing a gloomy look:

"I used to do business in the city—"

He has his back to the paper man Zhang, and he is dealing with the Demon Suppression Division, and he has a proud life in the spring breeze, where will there be nothing to run to this poor country.

"Haven't been, haven't been." He shook his head repeatedly.

"Then when we come, will anyone come with us?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

"Nope." Zhang Chuanshi showed a blank look, and then said strangely:

"At that time, you walked all the way, how could there be outsiders ......"

Before he finished speaking, his face immediately changed.

Broken!

Zhang Chuanshi is not stupid.

If he weren't a little clever, he wouldn't be able to deal with paper figurines and make a profit from them.

After answering Zhao Fusheng's two questions, he finally realized that something was wrong.

He had never been to Goutou Village in Wu'an Town before, and if he relied on himself, it would never be possible to get all the way here, and he must have been guided by someone who was familiar with the local road conditions.

And Wu Liyou's father set off to the town to report the case three days ago, according to the time, he should have been sent to the county by the people in the town, Zhao Fusheng was determined to deal with the ghost case, so they had their itinerary all the way.

But at this time, a living person disappeared for no reason, and he and Zhao Fusheng seemed to have lost their memories of this person.

“……”

Zhang Chuanshi's hands began to tremble.

He thought of the dander that fell off everywhere in Wu Li's mansion, and thought of the dead skin on his face that was torn off by Zhao Fusheng.

I'm afraid that the ghost has already appeared, Wu Dajing is missing at this time, I am afraid that he has already suffered the scourge of the ghost, but unfortunately after his death, everyone seems to have been erased about his memory.

This...... This ghost is so fierce!

"Adult ......"

Zhang Chuanshi cried with a sad face, trying to persuade her to leave this place quickly.

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:

"Put away the tears, and now you have hit its laws, you can't run away, you can only deal with it head-on."

Wu Liyou didn't know about his father's death, and this was not the time to uncover the matter.

The most important thing at the moment is to quickly figure out the origin of the ghost, find out its killing rules, and the next time it reappears, she can deal with it.

"Wu Shaochun, carry the bedding in. Wu Liyou, you find two women, open the quilt, be careful, don't hurt the things inside. ”

Wu Shaochun was bold and nodded.

Wu Liyou didn't know what kind of witty mystery Zhao Fusheng had in the previous conversation, these villagers were actually not stupid, but they had a heavy daily workload, and they were worried about taxes and harvests all year round, and their brains were not willing to waste energy thinking about things that had nothing to do with them, so they missed important information.

He called his daughter-in-law and two siblings to help.

The room was rarely lit with an oil lamp, the floor was cleaned, and there were still traces of scrubbing all over the cabinets, and the watermarks on them were not completely dry.

The three women retracted their steps and carefully spread out the quilt on the bed, and took scissors to cut the thread from the three ends.

Zhang Chuanshi followed Zhao Fusheng nervously.

At first, he was contemptuous and contemptuous of Zhao Fusheng, who was originally deceived, because she was timid and ignorant, and she was kept in the dark when she was about to die.

After suffering a loss at the hands of Zhao Fusheng, he was resentful of Zhao Fusheng;

But as Zhao Fusheng burned down the paper man Zhang's house, he became a little jealous of Zhao Fusheng again, until she showed her strength and completed the ghost case of asking for food in Hutong alone, and this jealousy turned into a deeper fear.

At this time, when he was targeted by a powerful ghost and was very likely to die, Zhao Fusheng, who pulled him into the water, became his only life-saving straw, allowing him to follow closely step by step.

Zhao Fusheng ignored him, and after entering the house, he found a corner and stood still.

She turned her head, and before she could call someone, Zhang Chuanshi had already carried a stool for her, and said flatteringly: "My lord sits here." ”

Zhao Fusheng sat down, and Zhang Chuanshi was very eye-catching:

"I'll ask the samurai if there is a small table, and I'll light an extra lamp for you."

"Hmm." Zhao Fusheng nodded in agreement:

"Go ahead."

Zhang Chuanshi got her first plead and left happily.

After a while, the things were delivered one by one, and several women turned their heads to look this way while working, and when they saw the oil lamp lit on the small table, their eyes showed a look of pain, but no one dared to say anything.

Zhang Chuanshi stayed by Zhao Fusheng's side, watching her bow her head to touch the cuffs, and after a while, he took out a scroll from the cuffs.

"Adults don't forget to watch the dossier when they go out, this is really diligent in government affairs, I'm Wan'an County-"

Zhao Fusheng ignored his compliment, but took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the scroll.

Her pupils narrowed.

Inside the dossier were three stubs of scabs of different sizes, two of which were tightly jointed, and one was not even, as if it had been hastily pasted.

As the dossier was unfolded, the memory of being disturbed by the ghosts resurfaced in her mind!

Pang Zhixian led Wu Dajing into the Demon Division, mentioned Wu Datong, and then when she talked about his 'son', she had itching behind her ears, tore off the first scab, and then found something strange, and decided to bring the file with her.

At that time, she was worried that she would be disturbed by the ghosts and lose her memory in the future, but in the end, this cautious approach really brought her great benefits!

After that, she tried her best to come to Kotou Village, along the way Wu Dajing mentioned the past in the village, and then Wu Dajing appeared on the ghost, and was almost killed by the ghost, she used the ghost arm to temporarily force the ghost back.

……

All kinds of memories came to her mind.

After arriving at the village of Gotou, everyone was attracted by the tax cut, scrambling to provide clues, and said that Wu Li was born in Dahan on July 31, 206.

These words overturned some of Wu Dajing's original rhetoric, and he was anxious to mention the birth date of Wu Liren's 'eldest son' in public—the most important thing is that this baby was born differently.

(He mentions that the baby was born without crying or laughing, and that his body was cold, like a dead man, but still struggling and writhing.) ）

These descriptions were remembered in Zhao Fusheng's heart at this time, and he always felt that he was describing a 'terrible ghost'.

A 'living' ghost cut out of a dead man's womb.

After Wu Dajing said these words, it was like committing a ghost thing killing taboo, and he was killed in an instant.

His body exploded at that moment, and fragments of skin flew around, and even Zhao Fusheng was not spared at that time, contaminated with a trace of yin matter.

It was at that time that she grabbed the largest piece of skin and pasted it onto the dossier.

After recalling the past, Zhao Fuchang let out a long sigh - after retrieving her memory, she got more clues.

Her gaze fell on the human skin pasted in the file, and her eyes gradually deepened.

Now it is certain that it is Wu Datong's 'eldest son' who is destined to see the light of day because his biological mother is abducted.

Assuming that the child who was cut out of the dead man's womb was originally a natural ghost, then Zhao Fusheng could almost mark certain characteristics of its killing law now:

Shadowy, invisible, invisible; Its existence is taboo, and mentioning it is equivalent to actively entering the perception of the ghost.

Unlike Zhao Fusheng's powerful ghost who kills people and 'blesses' and then asks for his life, this powerful ghost will scratch his body every time he mentions it, and then a large amount of skin will fall off.

- Eventually, the ghost will take his life, and the person will burst, and when the person dies, the memories of others about him will be distorted, confused, and even completely forgotten.

This law of the devil is quite powerful, changing people's cognition and memory.

If it weren't for Zhao Fusheng's suspicious and careful nature, and he was a little confused, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to figure out how he died in the end.

She then thought of the weirdness of checking out Wu Li's house tonight.

From the mouths of the villagers, it can be known that the Wuli family is rich and powerful, and has many sons.

But as soon as she entered the martial arts house tonight, Zhao Fusheng found that many rooms seemed to have not been inhabited for a long time, and after her inspection, different skin fragments were found in each room, and they also seemed to be of different ages.

Although the villagers insisted that Wu Liren's son often went out and about, Zhao Fusheng was not disturbed by these trivial clues.

In any case, she only kept one cognition in mind: this time the ghost has the ability to change cognition and change memory.

In this way, the truth came to light - Wu Liren had been plagued by evil spirits for a long time, and the twenty-seven sons he gave birth to died one after another in the following time.

However, the anti-heaven law of the ghosts played a role, and the villagers did not perceive the existence of the ghosts in the village, and they were unaware of it.

Even Wu Liren was afraid that he didn't feel it himself, and was blinded in the dark.

Zhao Fusheng shuddered at the thought that Wu Liren had been living with ghosts for many years, until he finally died at the hands of powerful ghosts.

She was worried that her memory would be affected in the future, and she was about to look up and ask Zhang Chuanshi to find a pen for herself, but she heard a woman's scream not far away:

"Ahh

Then the scissors fell on the wooden footrest, and the other two women leaned over and were about to speak, when the woman trembled and shouted:

"Yes...... There's something ......."

As she shouted, she had the courage to lift the corner of the quilt, and the other two concubines exclaimed in surprise when they saw the scene inside.

"Your Excellency."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, put the file away, put it back in his cuffs, and strode to the bed.

After the three women of Wuli's family saw the skin in the quilt, they were so frightened that they couldn't give up, and Zhao Fusheng stretched out his arms to line them up:

"Go away."

She stepped forward to see that most of the threads on the quilt had been removed.

It's just that the other two women are more honest, and they have been bowing their heads to remove the stitches, and they don't dare to touch the quilt.

The other woman, on the other hand, had a slightly flexible mind, and when she heard that the futon had been moved from the Wuli family, she thought that the Wuli family was a well-known and wealthy family in the village.

Zhao Fusheng asked them to dismantle the quilt again, maybe there was something valuable hidden in the quilt.

As soon as she thought of this, the woman was greedy, and picked most of the threads, and seeing that the other two concubines were working hard, she couldn't help but reach out and touch the quilt - and she felt a cold and slippery skin.

As soon as she touched it, she screamed as she had a premonition of creature instincts.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng stood over, he glanced at the woman and scolded:

"Shut up!"

Her eyes were sharp, and the woman's careful thoughts seemed to have nothing to hide under her eyes, and the woman was panicked and afraid, covering her face and crying.

The two concubines also looked at a loss and hugged her.

"Get out." Zhao Fusheng didn't bother to appease her.

The human skin in the quilt is related to the clues of the ghost case, and the ghost case is closely related to her life, the woman scratches and touches randomly, hoping that the spliced skin has not been destroyed.

She instructed Zhang Chuanshi:

"Bring the lantern."

Zhang Chuanshi naturally saw through the woman's careful thinking.

If it weren't for Zhao Fusheng who had something to do with him, he would have to give this person two slaps.

He stepped forward with a lantern, and the two women went out comforting the weeping woman.

Wu Liyou, who was waiting outside, hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and several people whispered, and after a while, the sound of angry scolding, beating, and the whispering of a woman came into the house.

"They're doing it for you." Zhang Chuanshi hated the way.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and carefully picked up the remaining threads.

Several of them had done most of the work before, and the rest of the threads were easily removed by her.

She uncovered the sheet, pulled the cloth down and drooped it down, and wrapped it in two thin layers of linen sewn mattresses.

Zhao Fusheng carefully uncovered the thick mattress on it, and a thin layer of soft human skin sandwiched in the middle came into her eyes!

Because of the woman's random touch before, one side of the human skin was slightly wrinkled, but the woman was afraid of being discovered, so she did not move much, and the human skin was not damaged in any way.

This spliced human skin is the same width and length as the futon, and Zhao Fusheng roughly estimated that it was at least one meter and a half wide, nearly two meters long.

It is very different from ordinary skin crusts, it is more flat, almost smooth and delicate, and the texture is much better than ordinary skin after scratching.

What surprised Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Chuanshi the most was that a corner of the human skin was hurriedly written with a few big characters.

The font is not large, judging from the position, it is in the middle of the horizontal face of the lid, skewed and twisted, which is a little weird.

When the two of them first looked, they didn't recognize what the words were.

Zhao Fusheng did not rush to recognize the words, but tried to make a gesture and said:

"The quilt is covered by Wu Liren, if he sleeps on the bed and the quilt covers his neck, then he only needs to use his fingers a little to twist the stitches a little to reveal this row of characters."

In the place where he was lying, the words were in front of him, and he could see them.

That is to say—"This word may have been written by Wu Liren." ”

After speaking, Zhao Fusheng bent down and saw the word more clearly.

The font looks like someone has been pricked with a needle, and the ink has soaked into it and left a faint mark.

And the word is reversed, it should be written when Wu Liren picked up the quilt.

Thinking of this, she reached out and took the human skin quilt up.

When Zhang Chuanshi saw this scene, his back was numb, and he always felt that it was ominous and a little bad, he resisted, and his back began to itch.

At this time, he had not yet cut into the key node of his memory, and he couldn't recall the whole process of Wu Dajing's death, but he already knew that there were ghosts in the village, and the ghost's killing method was related to 'skin'.

He trembled, but he remembered Zhao Fusheng's character of revenge, and he was particularly vindictive.

If he retreats at this time, there will come a time when he will not be better off than dead.

Thinking of this, the sense of fear even overpowered the deterrence of the ghost, and he stepped forward with a lamp and illuminated the parchment paper.

After the human skin quilt was pulled up, when viewed from the front, the word was really clear.

It reads:

"I have ghosts in my house."

"I have a ghost !! in my house"