Chapter ninety-three

It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the disaster is not a single line.

Two smart people don't need to talk too much nonsense.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng said the key information, Liu Yizhen immediately understood the meaning of her words.

Decades ago, Liu Huacheng handled a case that turned into a ghost, and the ghost disaster implicated the death of a golden general who controlled the big ghost in the Imperial Capital Town Demon Division.

"There is a causal connection between ghost cases."

Liu Yizhen said.

"Not bad."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

She hasn't been reborn for a long time, but she has handled two ghost cases seriously.

In his spare time, he also flipped through the previous files of the Demon Suppression Division, judging from the past rules: "Powerful ghosts have no memory, no thinking, and act on instinct, but the formation of their laws is related to the environment when they are alive, and even the cause of death." ”

For example, the ghost who asks for food was a beggar before his death, and he used to beg for food from people, and died because of it, and the killing rule formed after death was to knock on the door and beg, and neither man nor ghost could refuse his request;

The same goes for the ghosts of Kotou Village.

It was born without the light of day, so the rule after its death was to erase the memory of the information about it.

And the same is true of the ghost carriage, which will also connect cause and effect.

When it came to business, both of them became calm and serious.

"The ghost master Jin will die because of the headless ghost before it was decomposed, and the headless ghost died because of your grandfather, these three ghosts have something to do with each other, so it is no coincidence that the ghost car went to the Liu clan ancestral hall."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng said this, Liu Yizhen's face suddenly became ugly.

If, according to Zhao Fusheng's guess, the grade of the ghost car is at least at the disaster level, or even above the disaster level, once it really rushes into the rice alley, the two powerful ghosts who have reached a balance will definitely recover.

It's no wonder that Liu Huacheng and the headless ghost had breath fluctuations last night.

Liu Yizhen's psychological quality is good, although he knew that the situation was critical, he did not lose his temper, but said:

"In this way, I really can't blame you, the reason for the matter is me."

"Not bad."

Zhao Fusheng saw that Liu Yizhen had the courage to take responsibility, showed a look of approval, and said unashamedly:

"Because you mentioned the existence of ghost cars to me that day, I will be marked by ghost cars, so today I didn't mention ghost cars to you, you will still encounter them in the future, how can you blame me, do you say?"

“……”

Liu Yizhen was silent for a long time and acquiesced to this black cauldron.

"Then since you got into the ghost car, how did you escape?"

When he asked, he carefully looked Zhao Fusheng up and down again:

"Ghost disasters above the calamity level, you can escape intact-" Especially when the power of the ghost thing she commanded was completely suppressed by the ghost car, she couldn't use the power of the ghost, but she was able to get out safely, Liu Yizhen exclaimed:

"It's incredible."

Zhao Fusheng thought of last night's fright, and he also felt a little afraid.

Everything is pure coincidence.

Fortunately, she had handled the case of Kotou Village before, obtained a stand-in paper man, and sat in the car for herself with the law talent of a stand-in ghost;

Later, in the hands of the ghost who drove the ghost car, he used the ghost arm talent to steal the golden bell, interrupting its killing law.

If it weren't for that, her corpse would have hardened by now.

"It's just luck."

Zhao Fusheng responded, and said:

"It's not intact either—"

She paid the price.

Liu Yizhen was skeptical.

Although Zhao Fusheng revealed that she was injured, but when the two met this morning, she had a clear mind, good spirits, her limbs were intact, and there was no blood on her body, not like she had been seriously injured.

She said that she was lucky, but the chance of surviving after encountering a ghost naturally depends on her strength, although luck is also very important, but it is by no means the main factor.

But everyone has secrets, Zhao Fusheng refused to say, and he didn't ask more.

"Where is the ghost car parked now?"

Liu Yizhen's expression was full, and he was most concerned about the existence of the ghost carriage.

"It's stopped—" Zhao Fusheng said here, pausing for a moment.

Liu Yizhen waited patiently for a while, saw that she didn't speak, and when she didn't know, she frowned, and was about to ask the next question, Zhao Fusheng said:

"Guess?"

"......" The corners of Liu Yizhen's mouth twitched, and then he frowned at her.

Zhao Fusheng was not affected, and said:

"When I handled the ghost case in the alley, you were so unhappy, and now it's my turn to take revenge."

"Childish!"

Liu Yizhen couldn't bear it anymore and rolled his eyes.

She laughed out loud:

"Hahahaha."

With such a short episode, the atmosphere between the two eased a lot.

After Zhao Fusheng made a joke, he said seriously:

"The ghost car was parked forty years ago."

"What?"

Although Liu Yizhen did not see the existence of the carriage before, he also guessed whether the carriage had any hidden laws, and when ordinary people could not touch the laws, they could not see the existence of the carriage.

He never expected that Zhao Fusheng would say that the ghost carriage stopped forty years ago.

"The ghost car seems to have the power to defy the laws of time." Zhao Fusheng said.

Her answer made Liu Yizhen's brows furrow.

"When I jumped out of the ghost car, I happened to see the scene on the night of your grandfather's sixtieth birthday."

The headless ghost revives and kills, and the ghost car is parked at the gate.

"If you hadn't appeared in time, maybe I would have been swept up in the torrent of time." Zhao Fusheng sighed.

The power of the ghost car is too against the sky.

Liu Yizhen couldn't answer her words, and was still trying to consume the information she gave.

Such a terrible ghost car actually fell in Wan'an County, could it be because of the influence of ghost fog?

"What are you going to do with this case?" The more Liu Yizhen thought about it, the more he felt that the ghost car case was tricky.

But fortunately, he is not the commander of the Demon Division of Wan'an County, at most, for the sake of the two ghosts in the Confucius Temple, he will temporarily give Zhao Fusheng a hand.

He thought for a moment:

"I can help as much as I can."

After all, Zhao Fusheng's involvement in this case has something to do with him, and he can't stand idly by, whether in public or private.

"However, my strength is limited, not to mention that my main task is to guard the two ghosts in the Confucius Temple, and I can't leave the Confucius Temple for a long time until the hidden dangers of these two ghosts are completely solved."

He was the first to reveal his limits.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"That's all it takes with you." She smiled, looked down at the porridge soup in front of her, and her drooping eyelids blocked the thoughts in her eyes:

"Don't worry, although I can't completely solve the hidden danger of ghost cars at this time, in a short period of time, ghost cars should not be demons again."

Although the murder of powerful ghosts is based on the law, but the driving ghost has lost the golden bell, he should give priority to finding the golden bell, followed by looking for Zheng He, and the impact on the Liu clan ancestral hall forty years ago should be after the conditions of the first two are met.

Liu Yizhen heard the implication of her words, which seemed to have temporarily made the ghost car lose its ability to make trouble, and his pupils suddenly contracted rapidly.

Zhao Fusheng inadvertently showed his extraordinary strength, and then said:

"But this ghost case will be solved sooner or later." After speaking, she asked casually:

"Since we will cooperate sooner or later, Yizhen, what means do you have to deal with the ghosts? Are you also a ghost handler? ”

This question has been buried in her heart for a long time.

It's just that the two were wary of each other before, and Liu Yizhen might not tell her.

At this time, the two made a contract for future cooperation, and there are some things that Liu Yizhen should also reveal.

Liu Yizhen hesitated for a while.

This is a secret that belongs to him, but he 'involved' Zhao Fusheng in such a terrible ghost case, and he has lost the qualification to continue to hide the secret.

After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind and shook his head:

"I'm not a ghost rider."

He looked up at Zhao Fusheng:

"But when my grandfather was alive, he said that I was a natural ghost keeper."

"Ghost Keeper?"

When Zhao Fusheng heard this title, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Liu Yizhen nodded:

"My existence can—" he thought for a moment, and said:

"Suppress the ghosts?"

"Isn't that the same power as a headless ghost?"

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he was really a little surprised.

"It's different."

Liu Yizhen shook his head:

"Headless ghosts have a deterrent effect on ghosts, and my presence, to be precise, can appease ghosts and make them fall into a temporary slumber."

"Isn't this skill even more rebellious?" Zhao Fusheng shouted in a lost voice.

But then she thought of something:

"Ghosts have the law of skills, you don't control ghosts, how-"

"Because I'm supposed to be a living ghost in my own right."

As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Fusheng's complexion changed suddenly.

"Don't worry."

Liu Yizhen squeezed out a smile:

"My existence is slightly the same as the Kotou Village ghost case you handled before." After saying that, he added:

"But there are differences."

Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but be surprised, and listened to him continue to say:

"The ghost in the ghost case of Kotou Village was born a ghost, and later because of Zhang Xiongwu, he was fully transformed into a ghost."

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Liu Yizhen said again:

"You know my family's situation."

Liu Huacheng was accompanied by ghosts in the second half of his life, making his son short-lived, and surrounded by ghosts, his grandson was almost stillborn.

Liu Yizhen, who grew up in such an environment, gave birth to a part of the power to appease the ghosts.

The reason why the headless ghost can still sleep without the coffin nail and lid is that in addition to the worship of the ghost and the suppression of each other, Liu Yi's real existence also played a certain role.

"But I'm human after all, and the human side has the upper hand, so my repressive effect is not great."

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he finally had an understanding of Liu Yizhen's true situation.

She thought for a moment:

"In this way, after you die, there is also a high probability that the ghost will recover."

"Possibly." Liu Yizhen nodded.

"Your Liu family's ancestral tomb is smoking, and ghosts are coming out one after another." Zhao Fusheng complained:

"If you want to die in the future, you can't die in Wan'an County."

Liu Yizhen chuckled lightly and didn't answer her words.

"Don't mention the ghost car case for the time being, I will look for you again in the future when I can use it, and you will stay in the Confucius Temple."

After learning that Liu Yizhen was in detail, although Zhao Fusheng coveted his ability, he didn't dare to use him easily.

If you use people to death, trouble will come.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Zhao Fusheng waved his hand.

After the two confessed, they trusted each other a little more than before, and she looked at the soup bowl on the table:

"I'm a little curious—"

When she said this, she turned her head to look at Meng Po, who was busy washing dishes.

"You suspect there's something wrong with her?"

Liu Yizhen also had a tacit understanding not to mention the ghost car case, but to follow her words and ask questions.

"I can see ghost cars, but I haven't been taken away by ghost cars."

When the case of the ghost who asked for food happened, the ghost domain happened to appear not far from the intersection where she set up her stall.

Zhao Fusheng asked him:

"Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

"It's a coincidence." Liu Yizhen nodded:

"But it's your duty to investigate the case, and it has nothing to do with me."

After speaking, he shouted:

"Meng Po, wipe the table with pain."

Meng Po answered, and hurriedly came over with a tablecloth, wiping the dirt on the table, and asked the two cautiously:

"Are you all right?"

"There was no quarrel in the first place."

Zhao Fusheng responded with a smile, and then picked up the vegetable soup that had been cooler on the table, and drank it in a few sips, and wiped his mouth at the end:

"It's just that he's careful and misunderstands something."

“……”

Liu Yizhen did not refute, remembering the whole story of the ghost car case, and acquiesced in her accusations.

Zhao Fusheng finished drinking the soup, reached out and touched his body, and secretly screamed:

"Oops."

After being reborn, she didn't have much time to go out, and she didn't have any habit of bringing money.

I didn't have much money when I went out yesterday, and I didn't have any money after drinking soup and paying for it, so I thought I could go back to the Demon Division directly, but I didn't know that because of the appearance of the ghost carriage, she was sent back to the Confucius Temple.

It's empty.

Liu Yizhen saw that she touched her body twice, and immediately became vigilant:

"You wouldn't be without money, would you?"

Meng Po smiled:

"If you don't have any money, what's wrong with me inviting the two of you to drink a bowl of soup, the adults said yesterday that they would help me find a daughter, and it's too late for me to be grateful......"

"How's that going to work?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:

"What you do is just a small livelihood, and it is very difficult to wash rice, wash vegetables and make soup."

It is not easy for Meng Po to make money.

Although Zhao Fusheng doubted why she was so lucky to avoid ghosts at this time, Meng Po was a human being after all, and she was a citizen of Wan'an County, and Zhao Fusheng had his own principles in his heart.

"That's it, Yizhen pays."

"What?"

Liu Yizhen held the soup bowl and hurriedly retorted:

"I didn't bring any money with me."

Zhao Fusheng ignored him, pointed at him and said to Meng Po:

"Put it on his account, and go back to him and ask him for money."

Liu Yizhen couldn't bear it:

"It's all bookkeeping, why don't you keep it?" He said:

"You said you had a treat, so I came."

"I'll ask for it next time, next time!" Zhao Fusheng assured.

“……”

Liu Yizhen rolled his eyes again, and Zhao Fusheng laughed out loud.

After that, the two no longer talked about ghosts, but concentrated on drinking the soup, Liu Yizhen was in a hurry to go back to the Confucius Temple, and before leaving, he told Meng Po that she would go to the Hutong to get money after she was busy.

Soon after he left, Zhao Fusheng heard the sound of the carriage coming.

With the experience of escaping death last night, Zhao Fusheng swept away his previously relaxed demeanor, and when he heard the sound of horses' hooves and wheels, his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously turned around.

She saw a car speeding towards the intersection in the distance, and when she saw the shape of the carriage and the driver, she was immediately relieved.

It was the carriage of the Demon Suppression Division, and the person driving it was Fan Bi who died.

His expression was a little anxious, and he was not very attentive when driving, looking left and right.

When the carriage turned out of the avenue and drove in the direction of Yaofan Hutong, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Po's stall, and then his eyes happened to meet Zhao Fusheng's eyes.

The moment he saw Zhao Fusheng, Fan Bi's eyes lit up, his face showed unconcealable joy, and then he pulled the reins and shouted:

"Phew—"

In the midst of the shouting, the horse's hind hooves immediately stopped, the vehicle stopped, he jumped out of the carriage, and shouted:

"Your Excellency!"

Anyone can see that he is here specifically to find Zhao Fusheng, and there should be something important going on in the Demon Suppression Division.

The short leisurely time is gone.

Zhao Fusheng stood up, waved goodbye to Meng Po, and walked in the direction of Fan Bi's death.

"It's good that you're okay, my lord."

The moment Fan Bidie saw Zhao Fusheng appear on Meng Po's stall, a big stone fell to the ground in his heart:

"The Demon Suppression Division is crazy, since last night, the people in the government have been looking for you, Pang Zhixian and others haven't slept all night, and they are still waiting for your news in the Demon Suppression Division."

Zhao Fusheng climbed into the carriage:

"Is everything peaceful in the palace?"

She looked uneasy when she saw Fan Bideath, so she asked first.

"This-" Fan Bi died a little hesitantly:

"It's a long story."

"Then you make a long story short." Zhao Fusheng said lightly.

"People from Baozhi County came to the door." Fan Bi died and threw out the blockbuster directly.

As he spoke, he secretly turned around to look at Zhao Fusheng's expression.