Chapter Seventy-Eight

Everyone's cognition has been distorted, and even Zhang Chuanshi nodded when he heard this:

"That's right, what Wu Dajing said last night is this number."

The others followed suit.

Zhao Fusheng was not flustered when she heard this, she was gambling.

"That's not right."

She shook her head affirmatively:

"That's not what Wu Dajing said."

"That's not what you said?" Wu Shaochun and the others were confused.

At the dinner table last night, Wu Liyou, Wu Shaochun, Zhang Chuanshi and others were there, and they clearly heard Wu Dajing say that there were '19 households, a total of 79 people' in the village.

Zhang Chuanshi's heart and eyes were flexible, and when he saw that everyone was hesitating, he immediately said loudly:

"That's right! Your Excellency is right! ”

He unconditionally supported what Zhao Fusheng said, even if it was clear that what Zhao Fusheng said was contrary to his memory, he also said loudly:

"Wu Dajing didn't say so much last night, our family is a big man in the Demon Suppression Division, how can he lie to you countrymen?"

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Fusheng flatteringly:

"Sir, do you think I'm right?"

"Not bad!"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him with satisfaction and nodded: "Wu Dajing didn't say that last night, what he said was that there were 21 families in Gotou Village, with a total of 126 people, and now only 19 families and 79 villagers have come, and who else are hiding at home and not showing up?" ”

She has repeatedly lost her memory, although she can't remember some of her previous memories, but Zhao Fusheng has realized that this should be the law of ghost killing.

Attacking people's cognition and confusing people's memory.

But she wants to try, ghosts can confuse people's memories, so can she use this powerful ghost law in reverse to reverse her cognition?

I don't know what the ghost affects people's memories for, but if he forcibly reverses the cognition of the villagers, will the law of the ghost be distorted because of the villagers' cognition, and then force the law of the ghost to give in, in order to make up for the change in cognition, and then other changes will appear to fill the cognitive hole.

Thinking so in her heart, she looked at Zhang Chuanshi again:

"When I came, I read the household registration information, and Gotou Village is indeed as Wu Dajing said, there are 21 households and a total of 126 people."

After speaking, she added:

"When I searched for Wuli's house yesterday, I also found the household registration in the village, and the number of people recorded is indeed so much."

In her memory, there was no other harvest in Wuli's house except for searching for a human skin quilt hidden in the futon.

But as soon as she said the words conclusively, her memory changed again, especially after Zhang Chuanshi responded without hesitation: "Yes, my lord is right." ”

Immediately after, all the bizarre memories reappeared in her sea of knowledge.

She looked through the household registration information about Kotou Village in the Demon Suppression Division, and when she arrived at Wuli's house, she found the picture of the population record in the village, and the scenes reappeared in her mind like a marquee.

And so it was!

The laws of the ghosts interfere with people's cognition and memory, but the ghosts are just dead things, without thinking, and their laws can also be used by the living.

When a person's will is firm and he is on guard against ghosts, this interference of consciousness can also be changed.

Once everyone is affected, the law of the ghost will automatically fix this 'mistake', and then allow Zhao Fusheng to catch more loopholes about the ghost and use it.

"Seems to be—"

The villagers are simple-minded and manipulated by the laws of ghosts, and Zhao Fusheng's identity belongs to authority, and once they believe it, they never doubt it again.

"It's true that someone didn't come."

Wu Shaochun also nodded.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

The most terrifying thing was that there was also a noise in the wing room in the mansion of the originally quiet Wu Liren.

'Ahem, ahem, ahem. ’

There was a coughing sound in a side room on the inside of the house, and everyone was stunned when it came out.

But in the next moment, the villagers' cognitions were distorted and changed, and everyone's memories changed again.

And Zhao Fusheng's body tensed up the moment he heard the cough.

What did she come to Kotou Village for?

In the case of Wu Liren's disappearance, Wu Liren's family disappeared mysteriously.

Zhang Chuanshi also had a moment of panic, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhao Fusheng, and then his eyes began to change.

Fear appeared in his eyes, then confusion, and soon to complaining and impatience:

"What's going on with Wu Liren? We are here to handle the case for the people of Kotou Village, and this Wu Liren is the village chief, knowing that you want the whole village to gather here, but they want to show up at the latest. ”

The old man didn't even realize that he was affected by the law of ghosts, and his memory was distorted in an instant.

He didn't forget that he came to Kotou Village to handle a ghost case, but he forgot the details of the case, and he couldn't even remember that Wu Liren's family had disappeared a long time ago.

The villagers seemed to have forgotten about the disappearance of Wuli's family in an instant, and they all complained dissatisfiedly:

"I think the Wu Liren family is too powerful, and they don't even worry about the orders of the Demon Suppression Division."

Zhao Fusheng blinked.

The moment her memory was distorted, she realized something was wrong.

The law of the ghost came into play again, and she felt that something had changed, but she suddenly couldn't remember.

The wings on both sides of the room were opened, and the samurai mermaids rushed out.

In the big room in the middle, a fat middle-aged man buttoned his clothes in a panic and ran out, shouting as he ran:

"I'm late, I'm late, my lord forgive me."

After speaking, he shouted into the house:

"Mother-in-law, hurry up."

"It's coming, it's coming."

A woman responded with some impatience.

Then the outer wings were opened one after another, and countless unfamiliar faces walked out of the room.

"Less light."

Wu Shaochun saw a young man and suddenly beckoned to him:

"Come and sit next to me."

The man squeezed out a smile, shook his head at him, and walked over to Wu Liren.

All the villagers moved away with a tacit understanding.

The Wuli people who had just come out of the wing room lived in the middle, and the other descendants of the martial arts family surrounded him one after another.

The cough in the room became louder, and after a while, the door of the wing room was opened, and an old man with a clear brow and a blue face appeared in front of everyone.

Wu Liren shouted:

"Dad, you should be slow."

Zhao Fusheng's back was numb, and he subconsciously turned his head.

And the moment she turned her head, the law of powerful ghosts came into play again, and her memory of the 'death of Wu Datong' was distorted, and all memories related to the death of Wu Datong were erased.

The heir of Wu Liren stepped forward and helped the old man to sit down.

Immediately afterward, a faint mist began to appear outside the gate.

The fog soon spread throughout the samurai mansion, and outside the gate, there were shadows arriving one after another.

The first to arrive was a barefoot man with his back hunched up.

His cheeks were pale, his shoulders were very serious, and his face was honest, and after Wu Li saw him, he blurted out:

"Meritorious, where have you been? Why are you here now? ”

The one who came was a meritorious service.

He hadn't arrived before, but everyone's memories of him seemed to have disappeared, and they didn't even remember at all.

And his arrival at this time made everyone present very affectionate, and everyone didn't feel anything strange about the contrast.

Then came an elderly woman, emaciated, with gray hair curled at the back of her head, but two strands of it were not combed, and hung down on either side of her cheeks.

"Mother!"

When Wu Shaochun saw her, he also exclaimed:

"Why did you come now?"

He seemed to finally remember that he still had a mother at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward to support his mother.

“……”

Zhao Fusheng looked at the absurd and terrifying scene in front of him, and felt very strange in his heart.

She vaguely felt that the villagers had been manipulated by some force, but at the same time, her memories and cognition were disturbed again, and the previously unreasonable 'weirdness' was erased one by one.

The belated 'villagers' sat down and were welcomed by all.

Wu Dajing's wife was the last to arrive, she coughed, covered her nose with a handkerchief, and was helped back to her seat by her children and grandchildren.

"Lao Zhang, re-count."

Zhao Fusheng shouted.

Zhang Chuanshi nodded, and said:

"Take the family as a unit, and report the number to me first."

And they counted them one by one at his request.

About half an hour later, the noisy scene quieted down again, the number was reported, Zhang Chuanshi recognized it again and again, and finally said to Zhao Fusheng:

"My lord, there should be 21 households in Goutou Village, and there are 21 households. There are 126 people registered in the household register, and there are 126 people. ”

After speaking, he scratched the back of his head:

"You're right, there are indeed so many people in Kotou Village-"

After he finished speaking, he was stunned:

"Hey, how could I say that—"

Zhao Fusheng ignored him, but turned his gaze to the densely packed courtyard:

"I'm here to inquire—"

Before she finished speaking, the whole person was stunned: "What am I doing in Kotou Village?" Why should I come to Kotou Village? ”

All the memories are turned upside down, and the cognition in the sea of knowledge is confused.

In the midst of dizziness, the blood vessels in her brain 'burst out'.

She tried her best to remember the reason why she came to Kotou Village, but there was a mysterious force that stopped her, and the two consciousnesses competed, Zhao Fusheng felt that his nasal cavity was sour, and a smell of blood rushed out.

Two warm nosebleeds flowed down her nose, and the shadow of death hung over her.

At some point, the ghost fog in the village began to disperse, and the shadow of the ghost loomed.

Just when Zhao Fusheng was groggy, she suddenly felt a chill in her chest.

The bag of the soul book she carried with her was suddenly untied, and the originally quiet ghost spell erupted, and dense and terrifying ghost words spread along the soul book and spread around her body.

And under her figure, the powerful ghost who was suppressed by the merit value after using the power of the ghost control twice seemed to sense something, and there was a faint posture of recovery.

The shadow that was originally faint in the ghost fog gradually seemed to blur through the thick fog, the shadow appeared, Zhao Fusheng's face was snow-white, and the nosebleed that was rushing out stopped instantly.

Her chaotic brain suddenly became calm.

All emotions were withdrawn, the emotions in her eyes faded, and the whole person was like a dead corpse.

The memories of the confusion and swaying were frozen in an instant.

Zhao Fusheng briefly used the breath of the powerful ghost to get rid of the control of the law of the powerful ghost.

But she knew in her heart that this clarity was only short-lived.

The ghost is far away in Kyoto, and the ghost spell can only protect her for a while, but not for a lifetime.

And the powerful ghost she commanded is about to be revived, and when she uses it again, it will be the time of her death.

Taking advantage of the short sobriety of his mind at this time, Zhao Fusheng went through the only hole cards he currently had in his mind.

She had a ghost arm in her hand, a quilt of human skin, and a scroll from the Demon Suppressor.

Thinking of this, she pulled out the human skin quilt in her arms, shook it off, and draped it on herself.

She had forgotten how the quilt came to be, and she didn't know why she did it, but she remembered that she slept on the quilt last night when she went to bed, and it must have been reassuring to her.

After putting on the human skin quilt, she took out the scroll she had brought from the Demon Suppression Division.

This is a file that records past cases, and it records a bizarre case of a living person starting a fire, and I don't know what it has to do with the case in Kotou Village.

She couldn't remember the case in Kotou Village, but Zhao Fusheng believed that she would not bring useless things.

Since she chose to carry this scroll with her, there must be a reason for herself.

The imprint she had left on it had completely disappeared, and with her naked eye, she could not see the strangeness of this dossier.

Time is running out.

The powerful ghost she commanded didn't know what she sensed, and she faintly had a posture of reviving.

Zhao Fusheng's heart was horizontal, his teeth were bitten, his sleeves shook, and the ghost arm hidden in his sleeve was shaken out.

The ghost arm was affected by the atmosphere and environment at this time, and she was faintly a little uneasy, she grabbed the ghost arm and touched the file.

There was nothing on the dossier, and the ghost arm was not interested in ordinary objects.

But the moment it touched the file, the shrunken ghost arm suddenly began to stretch, and the withered five claws reached out, and the human skin paper that it was holding in its palm fell silently.

The law of asking for a ghost is activated at this moment: as long as it stretches out its hand, neither a human nor a ghost can refuse its demand.

Ghost hands scratch through the void.

Grim ghosts can deal with terrible ghosts.

It ignores the laws of ghosts, has no memory and cognition, and will not be disturbed by this, breaking through the barrier and grabbing a patchwork of blood-red paper cuts into its hands.

As soon as the papercut was grabbed by the ghost hand, it shook wildly.

Zhao Fusheng knows the sea, and the god list prompts: Capture the breath of the evil ghost, do you capture it?

She ignored the hint of the god list.

Because at the moment of seeing the shaking paper figure, all the disordered cognition and memory seemed to have been violently impacted, and the memories that had been lost were returned to their places, and the confused cognition was forcibly corrected one by one.

Pang Zhixian took Wu Dajing to report the case - brought up the case of the disappearance of Wu Liren's family in Gotou Village - and in the process of telling the case, she realized that Wu Datong once had an invisible and unmentionable eldest son - went to Gotou Village -

Wu Dajing almost died in the car due to the law of ghosts, and was fortunately temporarily suppressed by her with a ghost arm.

When I arrived at Kotou Village, during the discussion, Wu Dajing mentioned that Wu Datong's eldest son was born and was tragically killed by a ghost-'Wu Dajing' returned--she lost her memory-

All kinds of memories hit Zhao Fusheng's sea of knowledge.

It's like a nightmare of infinite reincarnation has finally awakened.

Zhao Fuchang let out a long sigh:

"It's dangerous."

Oh my God, I'm sorry, the upload time is set wrong...