Chapter 80

As soon as Zhao Fusheng recovered from his injuries, the whole person instantly looked refreshed.

Zhang Chuanshi screamed and fell to the ground, and the severe pain hit him instantly, causing him to roll on the ground.

"Help, sir."

A large piece of flesh was torn from his cheek, and the flesh of the face that had been slightly obscene in the past was blurred, and large strands of blood poured out along the gaping hole in his cheek, revealing one side of Bai Sensen's blood-stained teeth and bloody eyeballs.

Zhao Fusheng sat cross-legged on the ground and stared down at him.

Although this old man is treacherous and has other plans, he did not make trouble this time in Kotou Village, and if he wants to find the paper man in the future, he will still have a role.

She took out the soul book from her arms and stuffed it into Zhang Chuanshi's hand:

"Catch."

Zhang Chuanshi was in pain at this time, as soon as he heard her speak, his body's reaction was greater than the rotation of his thoughts, and he immediately grasped the things she handed over as if he had received a holy decree.

He didn't even have time to look at what it was, he only felt that the moment the object arrived in his hand, it was like some cold liquid had flowed into the palm of his hand.

A thick bloody aura came, and the ghost charm instantly crawled all over the back of his hands and cheeks, and it was cool to the bone.

But the cold was just right to suppress the intense pain, and he stopped screaming, panting and shaking.

The blood in his eyes gradually faded, and after the pain was controlled within the tolerable range of Zhang Chuanshi, he looked down at what Zhao Fusheng handed him.

On the Soul Book of Destiny, the name of 'Zhang Chuanshi' flashed with blood-red light, and a pair of resentful eyes were staring at him through the jade jade book.

When Zhang Chuanshi saw this, he was taken aback, and almost threw out the soul book in his hand.

But he immediately saw Zhao Fusheng's warning eyes, and immediately reacted that it was this thing that saved his life.

"The power of a ghost can deal with a ghost."

Zhao Fusheng reminded him:

"You almost died at the hands of a powerful ghost, and you can only rely on the soul book to save your life, and before you go back to the Demon Division, you will hold this thing."

Zhang Chuanshi immediately reacted to the reason for his pain, and nodded frantically:

"Don't worry, don't let go, don't let go."

The old man was not stupid, he realized the usefulness of the Soul Book.

After he was on the soul book, he belonged to Jia Yi's spare tire ghost, and it was impossible for a ghost to die elsewhere.

Although the power of the ghosts in this soul book may not be strong because of the high sky and the long way to go, it should be enough to temporarily relieve the pain and save your life.

As long as he holds the Soul Book, it is enough to heal the wound to the point where it is not fatal.

He figured this out and hurriedly said:

"I'm going to protect it with my life, and I won't give it to anyone, and I won't give it to the paper man—"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him meaningfully, and then stood up.

Zhang Chuanshi held the soul book and followed behind her.

The people of Kotou Village are still screaming desperately.

Some people couldn't survive the severe pain, and they had passed out and fell to the ground, Wu Shaochun rolled on the ground in pain, snot and tears flowed together.

After she entered the doghead village to handle the case, the young man helped her a little before and after the saddle, he was young and strong, and his heart and eyes were flexible - it was a pity that he was born in the doghead village, and he was branded by a ghost as soon as he was born, and he did not die at this time, but it was almost the same as death.

Wu Shaochun's injuries were very serious, and if there was no human interference, he would not have survived.

Zhao Fusheng stood still in front of him.

Without waiting for her to speak, Zhang Chuanshi saw her face, so he endured the pain on his body, squatted down, and shouted:

"Hey, hey."

At this time, Wu Shaochun was no longer human.

The flesh and blood on his body were blurred, as if most of his skin and flesh had been stripped alive, and when he heard someone shouting in a trance, he turned his head-

The skin of the face was half peeled off, revealing the muscles inside, and the snow-white tendons and blood vessels were looming, mixed with mud and sand and grass clippings, which frightened Zhang Chuanshi to retreat one after another and let out a miserable cry.

"Big-grown-help-"

After a while, he seemed to recognize Zhao Fusheng and stretched out his hand to her to call for help.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, he stretched out his leg and wanted to kick him, but Zhao Fusheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and asked:

"Wu Shaochun."

"I-I-"

Wu Shaochun tried his best to stand up, but he was weak, and finally his hand only grabbed a handful of the void forward, and struggled to touch the tip of Zhao Fusheng's shoe.

There was a long blood mark under his palm, and Zhao Fusheng's gaze fell on his fingers that exposed the white bones, and said:

"I have a way to save your life, but if you are alive now, you will still be in danger in the future, and you may die."

Zhang Chuanshi, who was holding the soul book, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, as if he had guessed what Zhao Fusheng wanted to say.

"Would you like to join the Demon Suppression Division?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Wu Shaochun's consciousness was not very clear, but when he heard the word 'help', he used all his strength and nodded desperately.

Zhao Fusheng turned his head to look at Zhang Chuanshi: "The Soul Book asked him to count blood." ”

Zhang Chuanshi responded, grabbed Wu Shaochun's hand, and clicked on the soul book.

The blood on Wu Shaochun's fingers had dried up, but the moment the wound touched the soul book, there seemed to be an invisible mouth on the soul book, and it 'bitten' his fingers at once.

Blood gushed out, and a miniature black shadow full of resentment flashed above the jade book, and finally turned into a human name and appeared in the soul book.

'Wu Shaochun'!

Zhang Chuanshi had already heard of the soul book of the Demon Suppression Division, and he even personally ordered blood that day, but when he saw this strange scene, he was still very frightened and turned his head away.

It wasn't until he saw the name imprinted in the book and knew that it was done that he put away the book like a treasure and held it in his arms.

"The case in Kotou Village is over—"

Zhao Fusheng's affairs were done, and he was ready to go home.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard that the case in Goutou Village was completed, he was surprised and happy.

In fact, the moment all his memories were restored, he guessed that this ghost case should be over.

From the two of them deciding to handle the ghost case, to actually entering the doghead village, it has only been a night's work.

This case was treacherous and terrifying, and he didn't even see a ghost, but he was in danger.

The memory has been disturbed several times, under such circumstances, how did Zhao Fusheng finish this ghost case?

"The ghost case, the ghost case is over...... Finish? ”

Zhang Chuanshi was a little incredulous.

Zhao Fusheng nodded slightly.

His blood-stained nose contracted violently, his pupils dilated, and he subconsciously asked:

"Is it really over?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned, Zhang Chuanshi's heart shrank, and his voice was a little lower:

"What about the ghost? Is the ghost gone? ”

"The ghost was ...... by me"

Before Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, there was a messy footstep in the distance, as if many people had rushed into the village.

The two who spoke subconsciously turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

At this time, the ghost fog had dispersed, the sky was slightly bright, and many people shouted as they walked:

"My lord, my lord, Lord Zhao?"

"Here."

Zhao Fusheng responded.

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes lit up:

"It may be that someone from Wu'an Town is here."

According to his previous understanding of the Demon Suppression Division, Ling Si has a lot of rules when he travels outside, and the pomp is also large, and the local villages and towns are to greet him with great fanfare, and use good wine, good meat, and a large amount of gold, silver, and jewelry to pick up the wind and wash the dust for Ling Si.

Yesterday, Zhao Fusheng avoided the town and ordered the carriage to enter the village directly, and the people in Wu'an Town should have gotten the news later, and they were afraid that Zhao Fusheng would be guilty afterwards, so they dared to wait here early in the morning.

"Hmph, it's too late!"

Zhang Chuanshi was overjoyed, and then he was angry:

"My lord, your case has been handled, these dog things are late, what use do you want them?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and walked out of the courtyard.

When the people who came outside heard Zhang Chuanshi's words, they were frightened, and before they were in a hurry to enter the hospital to ask for guilt, they saw Zhao Fusheng come out, and immediately 'hula' fell to the ground, not daring to get up.

"Your Excellency, please forgive your sins."

The leader lay on the ground with his hands and said in fear:

"We are from Wu'an Town, and the small Pang Biao is the head catcher in the town. I only received news from the county yesterday evening, and learned that the adults had come to Wu'an Town, so I immediately gathered people overnight and rushed to Gotou Village——"

He was afraid that if he spoke late, he would be blamed by Zhao Fusheng.

The ghost rider has a short temper and will kill people and vent his anger if he disagrees.

"When we arrived at the village, it was getting late, and we found that there was already a ghost fog in the village......"

When Wu Dajing entered the county to report the case, he only said that there was a suspected ghost case in Gotou Village-

But when the people of Wu'an Town really arrived at Kotou Village, they found that there was a ghost fog here, so it means that there are indeed powerful ghosts in the village, and ordinary people have no ability, how dare they enter rashly.

"We're afraid that we won't be able to help the adults when we come in, but we're going to make trouble for you, so, so-"

"So you just huddle outside, and don't dare to come in until you see the ghost fog dissipate today and know that the case is closed."

Zhang Chuanshi sneered:

"A bunch of dogs who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

His face was horrified at this time.

Half of the loose skin hung on the face, while the other side looked like a large piece of flesh had been scraped off with a steel knife, revealing the gums and eyeballs inside.

When he spoke, the blood was still 'zing' out, and the eyeballs were moving and they were terrifying to see.

An unknown ghostly spell struck his wounds, sealing the blood that poured out.

Injured like this, Zhang Chuanshi not only did not die, but also jumped around, as if he was in great spirits.

This treacherous scene made the souls of the people in Wu'an Town scatter, and they were stunned by the scolding, and they didn't dare to speak at all.

Zhao Fusheng looked at the careful thinking of these people, and she let Zhang Chuanshi scold for half an hour before she spoke out lazily:

"Alright."

She has completed two ghost cases, fully demonstrating her extraordinary strength.

At this time, the prestige was established, and as soon as the words fell, Zhang Chuanshi, who was fierce and vicious in front of the people of Wu'an Town, immediately stopped his mouth and showed a deferential look.

"Your Excellency." A flattering smile appeared on his half-intact face:

"I can't get used to them snubbing you."

"Forget it this time." Zhao Fusheng glanced at Pang Biao and others:

"I'll give you a chance to make amends. The ghost case in Kotou Village has been solved, and the ghost has been sealed by me. ”

When she said this, not only Pang Biao and the others raised their heads in shock, but even Zhang Chuanshi opened his mouth wide, revealing disbelief.

Dealing with ghosts and sealing ghosts are two completely different concepts.

Zhang Chuanshi had a close relationship with the paper man Zhang Zeng, and lived next to the Demon Suppression Division for many years, so he knew very well how much pressure the Demon Suppression Division was under when he handled ghost cases.

Over the years, he has seen with his own eyes how diligent the position of the commander of the town demon division of Wan'an County has changed, and the long one is a year and a half, and the short one can't survive a ghost case.

It's already a matter of fighting for a case, let alone sealing the ghost.

How did Zhao Fusheng do it?

She has handled two ghost cases in a row, but she seems to have clear eyes, a gentle demeanor, a calm temperament, and no appearance of irritability and madness at all, as if she has not been affected by the ghost at all.

Zhang Chuanshi hugged the soul book and didn't dare to speak.

Zhao Fusheng glanced behind him and said:

"These are the survivors of the village, they have been marked by ghosts, they have been injured by ghosts, you immediately find someone from the town, heal the wounded, and bury the dead."

Pang Biao and the others didn't dare to raise their heads, and listened to her orders quietly:

"I don't want to hear that there is a plague rampant in Kotou Village and nearby villages, after the matter is done, let the town mayor personally come to the county town demon division to see me, I want to know the outcome of the matter."

"Yes."

Pang Biao and others respectfully agreed.

Zhao Fusheng said again:

"I promised them to reduce the tax for half a year, and the tax revenue of Kotou Village will be halved this year."

"......" Pang Biao was shocked when he first heard that she had handled a ghost case, but Zhao Fusheng had successfully handled the case of Yao Fan Hutong before, and his reputation had long spread throughout Wan'an County and under his rule, and it was not so unbelievable to successfully handle a ghost case.

But as soon as she said the words of tax cuts, several errand servants subconsciously raised their heads.

If the court of the Han Dynasty is a mountain that presses on the heads of the people, then the Demon Suppression Division in various places is heavier than this mountain in the minds of the people of the Han Dynasty.

The payment of taxes to the imperial court can be deferred.

But the tax of the Demon Suppression Division cannot be delayed for a moment, and even this kind of tax has to be paid tribute regardless of whether it is a scholar or a public person.

Even Pang Biao and others have an annual tax amount, and when they heard that Zhao Fusheng had reduced taxes for Goutou Village, they were all surprised and showed undisguised envy.

"Our carriage is parked at Wu Lifu's house—"

Zhao Fusheng said that Wu Lifu, and when he looked back, he saw that the courtyard was wailing all over the field, the villagers were covered in blood, and few of them had intact flesh and blood.

Pang Biao also saw the opportunity, listened to her voice for a while, and hurriedly flattered:

"We learned that the adults came to Kotou Village, and we were afraid that they would not greet them well, so we also prepared a carriage to come, if the adults don't dislike it, it is better to take this carriage back to the town first, and then we will find your vehicle later, and then drive it back to the town."

Zhao Fusheng nodded when he heard this:

"There's no need to go to town, you can send someone to drive the car for us later, I'm going back to the county today, and you can clean up the rest of the aftermath."

After she said this, she pointed at Wu Shaochun again:

"This person has been admitted to the Demon Suppression Division by me, he is seriously injured and is not suitable to travel, you take him back to the town to take care of him, so that he can come to the county to find me after he recovers."

After explaining everything, she stopped staying and walked in the direction of the entrance of the village.

Zhang Chuanshi hurriedly trotted all the way behind her.

Pang Biao really didn't lie.

Several carriages were parked outside the door number of Goutou Village, one of them was extraordinarily luxurious, she unceremoniously got into the carriage and sat down, Zhang Chuanshi also climbed into the carriage and sat quietly in the corner.

The horseman who had arranged for the driver in Wu'an Town quickly sat down, and after greeting Zhao Fusheng with trepidation, the horse walked away with the sound of the whip.

The case in Kotou Village has finally come to an end.

It wasn't until he got into the carriage that Zhao Fusheng finally had time to take stock of his harvest this time.

The god list in the sea is still in the state of not being unsealed, and the layer of hell that has been opened has already contained the first powerful ghost imprisoned in it.

The second ghost case is over.

Before I knew it, the new book had completed two ghost cases and written 300,000 words.

In the case of Kotou Village, the origin of the ghost is set to be 'invisible to the light', so it has no name, no identity, and cannot be known, so its law is to mark all those who know its existence and erase them one by one.

The attribute characteristics of this powerful ghost are destined to not exist as the main body, so when Wu Datong was alive, it was hidden behind Wu Datong; After Wu Datong's death, it was hidden behind Wu Liren.

Everyone who is marked by it has the potential to become the subject of its possession, so Fusheng was also its marker in a certain way.

But later, Fusheng found its origin from the clues, used his own human skin to piece together a paper figure, and wrote down its real birth date, which is equivalent to a disguised anti-guest to trap it in the paper figure.

Fusheng forgot this after losing her memory, but when she and Lao Zhang suspected that Wu Dajing was dead in the carriage, Wu Dajing immediately appeared, and she guessed that the ghost had possessed her.

So after recovering her memory, she immediately understood that because she found out the existence of a ghost, she must be the target of a ghost possession, so when the paper figure is half completed, when there is a lack of name marking, she will use the characteristics of 'who is possessed by the ghost, who is the ghost', write her name, and finally form a stand-in paper man who seals the ghost.

The clues of this story are slowly given in the development of events, after all, it is a suspenseful supernatural story, and I also want to consider the storytelling at the same time, it is best to have a little sense of thriller and excitement, so that everyone's reading experience should be better.