Chapter Seventy-Two

Dark campfires, dander flying.

Zhao Fusheng sat close and was sprayed all over his face.

She'd heard that the ghosts had also broken the law in the past.

The familiar itching sensation came again, and she frantically scratched her face and tore her arms, rubbing off a large amount of skin, and pasting it indiscriminately onto the mutilated paper figure on the file.

Large strands of nosebleeds dripped down and gathered into a stream, becoming a natural adhesive, gluing the waste skin torn by Zhao Fusheng to the original human skin paper, making it 'repair' the body.

The strange flow of blood 'trimmed' the scab, and the mutilated body of the paper figure was mostly made up, and it looked more complete than before.

Zhao Fusheng tried his best to make the last trace of clarity, and the moment he saw the appearance of the ghost, he launched a hell capture.

Hell stretched out and shrouded in the direction where Wu Shaochun Niang was.

Hint of the god list: The capture failed, and the ghost has left.

3 merit points were deducted, Zhao Fusheng didn't have time to feel heartache, and his cognition was distorted by the law of ghosts again.

'Boom. ’

The flames suddenly burned vigorously, and the kitchen knife that was originally held in the air by Wu Shaochun Niang lost its grip, and the 'boom' fell back on the cutting board.

The human blood that was spilled on the chicken pieces and the cutting board disappeared strangely, and Wu Shaochun, Wu Liyou, and others, who were scratching the itch frantically, regained their calm and clarity.

The vanished owl reappeared, making a creepy cry.

……

Zhao Fusheng raised his head, which was extremely sleepy and looked extraordinarily heavy, and looked a little sluggish for a while.

Everything recovered, except for the lack of Wu Shaochun's mother, Wu Li's family has not changed.

"Why did you cut this good chicken in half and run away?"

After Wu Liyou woke up, he didn't notice anything unusual, but looked at the chicken on the cutting board on the ground with some distress.

Although he was willing to kill chickens and ducks to entertain guests in order to reduce taxes, after all, it was his family's poultry, and he was distressed when he saw that no one was taking care of it:

"Who put this here? Meritorious service, meritorious service, ask your daughter-in-law to come over and quickly cut the chicken and cook it. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Fusheng, saw that she looked dazed, her expression was sleepy, and hurriedly said: "It's hard for adults to run all the way, it's better to eat earlier, wash your face and hands and feet, rest early tonight, and it's not too late to investigate the case tomorrow morning." ”

Zhao Fusheng did not speak.

She had realized that the devil had come.

At the moment of awakening, although her cognition was disturbed, according to her cautious and suspicious personality, she took the lead in investigating her own knowledge.

The list of gods in Zhihai has not been opened, and the hell has opened a layer, and everything has not changed from when she came to Kotou Village, and her merit value has changed, from the original 14 points to 6 points.

Things that have nothing to do with ghosts will not be disturbed, not to mention that the existence of the god list is higher than the law of ghosts, and it is not affected by ghosts.

She remembered that when she went to Goutou Village from the Demon Suppression Division, she clearly still had 14 merit points, but when she arrived in Goutou Village and lived in Wuli Youjia, the merit value was reduced to 9 points.

During this time, she didn't know what had happened, and her memory was broken, and now she had just come out of the house for a short time, and it had been reduced by three points.

Zhao Fusheng's gaze fell on the half-spread scroll in his hand, which recorded a ghost case that the Demon Suppression Division had handled many years ago.

She turned the scroll and saw that there were faint ink marks on it, as if someone had inscribed on the file.

It's a pity that the ink marks seem to have been cleaned by someone at this time, leaving only a few marks, but I can't tell what words are written.

In the firelight, the half-unfolded scroll was translucent by the light, as if a pair of strange eyes were staring at her through the other side of the scroll.

"Adult ......"

Wu Li saw that she didn't speak, so he couldn't help but call her.

"Huh?" Zhao Fusheng responded, and then turned his wrist and flipped the file over.

The other side is slightly yellowed, and I don't see any weird existence.

But the sense of crisis that was being spied on did not go away, and she was sure that there must be a secret in this dossier.

The merit value of the disappearance, coupled with the fact that she couldn't bring a scrapped file with her for no reason, the file should have hidden clues about the ghost case, but she didn't find the key to open the secret at this time.

Zhao Fusheng calmed down, rolled the scroll up again, looked up and asked:

"Call Wu Ligong."

Wu Liyou was stunned for a moment, then answered, turned around and shouted:

"Meritorious service, meritorious service, the adults called you."

On the side, Wu Shaochun scratched his head, still muttering to himself:

"Tonight, there is an uncle's family who kills chickens and ducks, and the meal is sumptuous, why don't my mother come——"

Zhao Fusheng was very impressed by this rather shrewd young man, and when he heard this, he glanced up at him:

"Your mother loves to join in the fun?"

He laughed twice, reached out and scratched the back of his head hard, and said with a big grin:

"In these years, food is expensive, who has a table, as long as it is invited, who in the village will not join in the fun?"

"Our family hasn't seen oil and water for a long time, and if my mother knew that Uncle Liyou's family would kill chickens and ducks tonight, she would definitely come to help have a meal and then go back." He was a little puzzled, and finally said:

"Forget it, I'll go back and see later."

While Wu Liyou shouted his younger brother, when he heard the conversation between the two people, he glared at him, and when he turned his head to look at Zhao Fusheng, he smiled again:

"Shaochun's baby has filial piety, his father died early, he was raised by his mother, he followed the people in Huanggang Village earlier and made some money, but his mother did not allow it, saying that it was a taboo in the court, for fear that he would be cut off his head, and his mother would be sent to the end."

"Uncle—"

Wu Shaochun was afraid that Wu Liyou would expose his bottom, so he hurriedly shouted.

Wu Liyou hurriedly kept his mouth shut.

Zhao Fusheng was about to ask again, but at this time, Wu Ligong was summoned by Wu Liyou, interrupting the conversation between several people.

Anyway, Wu Shaochun's work has nothing to do with her whether she breaks the law or not, and solving the big case in Goutou Village is the first thing at the moment.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Ligong, who was born in the Han Dynasty......

As soon as this thought came to Zhao Fusheng's heart, she herself was taken aback.

She had never been to Kotou Village before, and she was not familiar with Wu Li's family, but she lived here temporarily-

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhao Fusheng found something wrong again.

Since she is not familiar with Wuli's family, why did she decide to stay in Wuli's family temporarily? And it seems that she knows the birth date of Wu Ligong very well, as if she has kept it in mind in the dark, forming a conditioned reflex.

"You were born from—" She thought for a moment, and reacted obediently instinctively:

"Dahan 198?"

She said this purely without thinking, relying on a knee-jerk reaction.

As soon as he finished saying this, Wu Liyou was taken aback, and then praised:

"Your Excellency, you are really like a god."

Wu Ligong stood aside, and Nuo Nuo didn't dare to say anything.

He's 48 years old, but he looks a little older than he really is.

This person is as thin as a hemp pole, his clothes are tattered, he is barefoot, his back is bent due to perennial labor, his shoulders are high and low, and he looks a little overwhelmed when he looks at people, and he seems to be more eloquent than Wu Liyou.

"Meritorious, if you have something to ask you, answer it well, and your family will be exempted from taxes."

Wu Liyou advised.

As soon as he heard about the tax cut, Wu Ligong's eyes lit up, and he tried to straighten his bent back.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, didn't go around the corner, and asked directly:

"I heard Wu Liyou say that in the 205th year of the Han Dynasty, that is, on the first day of August 41 years ago, you pointed to the moon and said that you saw a figure on the moon."

For Wu Ligong, forty-one years have passed, and his daily work makes him react very slowly, but with Zhao Fusheng's promise of tax cuts, he struggles to recall-

Fortunately, Wu Dajing's mother had a nosebleed, which was a big deal for the martial arts family at that time, and he seemed to remember something when he thought about it, and nodded again and again:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

But after saying this, his lips moved, he glanced at Zhao Fusheng secretly, and hurriedly lowered his head.

When Zhao Fusheng saw this, his pupils shrank, and he shouted:

"You have something to say, don't hide the big thing, otherwise I will find out that you lied, and next year's martial arts tax will increase instead of decreasing!"

She grabbed the lifeblood of the Wu family at once.

Wu Ligong fell to his knees with a 'poof' and shouted again and again:

"The adults are aware that the villain didn't see anyone back then, but saw a ghost!"

"What?" This answer should have been unexpected by Zhao Fu's business, but it made her faintly feel that 'it was really so'.

"I saw a ghost appear above the moon, like a newborn ghost."

As the gate cage of memories was opened, a scene that happened back then appeared in Wu Ligong's mind, and he made a swing:

"On the first day of August that day, I was naughty and refused to sleep, and when I was resting at night, I saw a child on the moon, as if it had just been born, dragging a blood-red belt, crawling around the moon, staring at my milk."

He was still young at the time, and he didn't know how to be afraid, so he turned his head to see his milk lying on the bamboo chair, as if he was not sleeping.

The young Wu Ligong woke up the elders and shouted to her, "Milk, there is someone watching you." ”

Wu Da Jingniang was woken up by her grandson from her sleep at that time, and then when she heard what he said, she asked blankly:

"Where?"

Wu Ligong stretched out his hand and pointed to the moon:

"There."

At that time, the old woman saw her grandson pointing to the moon, and hurriedly stopped it, saying that the moon was unlucky and she wanted to cut off her ears.

Later, the Wu family looked at the moon again, the moonlight was clear, where was there anyone?

Everyone is unscrupulous, maybe they are dazzled.

But later, Wu Ligong quietly attached himself to the ears of the elders and told her:

"Milk, you look like a child, dragging a red belt-"

Just before that, Wu Dajingniang helped go to Wu Datong's house to give birth to a strange child, and when she heard her grandson's words, she was immediately frightened.

After that, Wu Dajing came out to make a mistake, and his wife didn't continue to talk about it, but her nasal cavity began to bleed inexplicably.

Wu Dajing's mother probably knew that her life was short, but for some reason, she didn't tell her children and grandchildren the reason, which also made Wu Dajing's family have a rare peace for more than 40 years.

……

Zhao Fusheng was thinking about things in his heart, and suddenly Wu Ligong said:

"There's another figure in the moon—"

"Look, milk."

This rickety man seemed to be unable to distinguish between illusion and reality for a while, and his cognition seemed to have returned to forty years ago, and he actually recognized Zhao Fusheng as his grandmother, and reached out to pull her sleeve.

The campfire was suppressed again, and the air around it was cold.

Although Wu Shaochun, Wu Liyou and others did not control the ghosts, the terrifying pressure before the arrival of the ghosts made the two of them change their faces invariably.

Wu Ligong was completely unaware of everything around him, he pulled Zhao Fusheng's sleeve and pointed to the sky with one hand:

"Look, there's a man there."

Zhao Fusheng's heart instantly seemed to be clenched.

She subconsciously looked up into the sky, only to see that the moon had changed color at this time, and a layer of black mist lingered around the moon.

In the black mist, a dark shadow slowly poked its head out of the corner of the moon.

Under the hazy halo of the moon, the black image was illuminated with a faint red light.

Immediately after, those blood-red eyes opened, and they looked at Zhao Fusheng in four eyes.

The moment he was stared at by that shadow, a chill enveloped Zhao Fusheng's body.

Then the moon hanging high in the sky began to sink, and the full moon grew larger and larger, and the ghost with the blood-colored umbilical cord crawled silently from the full moon.

The moonlight shone on the ground, and the thick bloody aura began to spread, and a looming ghostly mist appeared around it.

"Don't mean—"

Zhao Fusheng's head weighed more than a thousand catties and shouted.

Wu Ligong, who was stupid and pointed at the moon, couldn't hear her voice at all, and his realization was back forty-one years ago, and he was still shouting:

"Milk, there's someone watching you."

“…… Like a child, dragging a red belt—"

His figure was shrouded in the moonlight, and a ghostly figure followed the moonlight into the shadows behind him.

Wu Ligong still maintained the movement of raising his fingers to the moon, and in the next moment, the skin and flesh on his face were like falling off tiles, sliding down one after another, and the whole person instantly disintegrated, turned into a pool of flesh and blood, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

……

'Whew! ’

Zhao Fusheng suddenly woke up.

She seemed to be in a state of suffocation before, and fell asleep unconsciously, and now she breathed heavily, struggling to raise her eyelids and look around.

Zhao Fusheng's vision was a little blurry, and the first thing that caught her eye was a raging bonfire.

On the floor was a dirty cutting board with half an uncut chicken and a pile of chopped chicken on top.

Several men stood around, one holding a chicken, slightly familiar.

She grabbed a scroll with one hand, while with the other she grabbed a palm-sized piece of thin skin and held it in her hand.

Zhao Fusheng blinked, her head was swollen and painful, and when she restarted her thoughts, the parts in her head seemed to be rusty, and for a long time, some fragmentary memories poured into her mind.

Wu Shaochun, Wu Liyou——

Several familiar names emerged, and she finally put the identities of the people in front of her with the memories in her mind.

She received a ghost case, come-

Thinking of this, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: she came to Kotou Village to handle a ghost case, and the village chief's family here disappeared mysteriously.

She lived in Wu Liyou's house, Wu Liyou's family was preparing a reception banquet for her, she came out to chat with a few people, and before she knew it, she lost consciousness and fell asleep.

Maybe it's because you're in a hurry during the day and you're too tired?

As soon as this thought poured into Zhao Fusheng's heart, she immediately vetoed it.

She's got a ghost!